After Matt told her that he wouldn't make Martin Kellums leave town if he didn't want to, Kitty walked silently beside him as they continued to the saloon. When they reached the bat wing doors, they stopped just outside.

"Go on in, Kitty and don't come down to the jail again until this is over. Okay?" Matt told her, his voice betraying his concern for her.

"I was in no danger, Matt." Kitty sighed. "I just couldn't stand the thought of him sitting down there in that jail with nothing and for doing nothing. He's not the guilty party here, you know. Those men that tried to push him out of town as well as this Lukens person are the ones you should be locking up."

"Maybe." Matt shrugged. "But they've really not done anything I can arrest them for."

"Neither did Martin." She snapped. "Matt, he's a good man."

"I'm not saying he isn't." Matt answered rather defensively. "And I didn't lock him up because I thought he wasn't. But I had to do something to protect him, Kitty. It's a cinch he wasn't going to protect himself."

Kitty dropped her head, the heat gone from her expression. "I'm sorry, Matt. I know you're only doing what you have to. It's just… it's just not right, him sitting in that jail while Hode and his cronies and that Lukens roam around free to do whatever they want to whoever they want."

"No, it's not." Matt agreed. "But things don't always work the way they should, you know. And besides, I'm not so sure that this Singer doesn't want Hode or Lukens or someone like them to finish it for him. He's sure not trying to get away from them."

"I know he isn't." Kitty answered sadly. "But I wish he would. That was one of the reasons I went to see him tonight. I took him some money to buy a train ticket."

"He didn't take though, did he?" Matt asked, already knowing he didn't.

"No, he's almost as stubborn as you are." Kitty half way grinned at him.

Matt grinned back for a moment before sobering. "Well, I'd better be getting back to the jail. Now you go on in like I told you and stay away from that jail."

Kitty nodded before a thought struck her and she reached into her reticule and pulled out the money she'd offered to Martin earlier. "Here." She pressed the money into Matt's hand. "If he comes to his senses and decides to leave after all, he's going to need this for train fare. Will you see to it?"

Matt nodded and accepted the money, putting it into his vest pocket as he grinned proudly at her. "You know, you're really something."

"Oh?"

"Um, hum." He said. "You risked walking the streets alone, even though I told you not to, and you're giving away money all for a man you barely know. And yet you wouldn't even bring me and Festus and Doc a sandwich."

Kitty chuckled. "Tell you what, Cowboy. After this over, you come up to my room and I'll give you more than a sandwich."

"Oh?" Matt leaned in close, flirtatiously. "Well, what about Doc and Festus?"

Kitty shot him a look. "They can get their own sandwiches." She could still hear Matt's chuckle from a distance as he turned and walked back to the jail.

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