That night, about two hours after the sun had disappeared beyond the horizon, Rhett silently let the ladder down the side of the tower. He started down first, so that he was in position to catch Cat or Scarlett if they were to slip and fall. After they had all reached the ground, Rhett picked up Cat with one arm, and held Scarlett's hand with his other hand. They ran through the fields without a sound, until they came to a horse that Scarlett recognized as Half Moon, her prize hunter. She was bewildered that he hadn't run far away when they had freed the horses from the burning stables. Because Half Moon was so big, Rhett, Scarlett, and Cat were able to squeeze together on his back. Rhett led the horse down the road all night, towards Galway. Even when the sun came up, they didn't stop until they arrived at the hotel where Rhett was staying in Galway. Scarlett couldn't believe that it was only yesterday when she had been here at the horse race and found Rhett, more drunk than she had ever seen him, with John Morland. It felt like it had been an eternity since yesterday.
Scarlett breathed a sigh of relief once they were safe inside Rhett's hotel room. No one could hurt her or her precious Cat now; not with Rhett with them. Rhett and Scarlett tucked Cat right into bed, and Rhett suggested that Scarlett join her while he went to find when the next ship sailed for America.
"But I'm not tired, Rhett. Let me go with you!" Rhett couldn't resist her sparkling green eyes, and loved her so much and hadn't seen her in so long that he couldn't help but give in to her persistence.
"Alright, my darling. We have so much to talk about."
I know this is a short chapter, but I promise the next one will be longer.