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Beyond Reasoning
Chapter 5
Wife and Husband Mayhem
We had entered Wyoming a few hours later. Looking back I noticed the woman there dragging her feet.
"We're here!" I announced as she looked up giving me a weak smile nodding.
"I see that." She responded looking around as her eyes landed upon my face once again. "...I really don't know this place that much..."
"Hey its cool," I said turning my head forward and looking ahead. Wyoming was said to be one of the nicer places to visit to on Gunsmoke, and that was probably why she didn't see it. First of all we needed to get set up a base here, somewhere where she could walk about and get used to. I had been to this town more then a dozen times. Looking ahead once again he saw the children of the town playing in the street. A smile broke on my face as I turned into the hotel and walked up to the desk. "Hello?" Looking about though something strange and erie about the room.
"...Hello brother.." A familiar voice said again. I shot my head around and up to see him sitting on top of the book shelf in the lobby.
"...Knives..." I found myself hissing grabbing for my gun.
"Hold it!" Knive's hand came up telling me to hold it. I didn't let go of my gun turning my eyes to see Candy standing there looking up at him, fear written all over her features. My eyes went back to my brother as I frowned.
"What the hell do you want?!" I shouted at him. "Are you going to try and kill me again?" I stepped forward.
"Well not now," He said looking at his finger nails like I wasn't an issue with him. I was still pissed at what had happened in the past few days.
"Why can't you just grow up!" I yelled. "Humans brother are not the problem with this world."
"O then, what is brother? Me?" With that last word Knive's chuckle seemed to turn into a hiss as he narrowed his eyes dangerously at me then his eyes pointed back to where Candy stood.
"Leave her out of this!" I yelled. That's when Knives jumped from the top of the book case and stood up glaring at me once again.
"No...she and her kind are the ones who broke us apart Vash, don't you see that? Or have they brain washed you to much to even notice that!" Knives dove at me, which I saw and moved in one motion and countered it flipping in to the ground and pulled my gun out. Once again we stood there, with guns in each others faces. Sweat began to drip from my brow as I glared at him and he returned the look. That's when he moved the gun away from my face and pointed at Candy who was still standing there a look of horror painted upon her face. Knives looked up at me and grinned.
"I should do it Vash," He muttered to me gripping my gun and pulling it closer to his chest.
"...Stop it!" Candy screamed tears flowing down her face. Was she crying in fear? "..Brothers shouldn't be doing this!"
"Get away from here!" I screamed at her trying to tell her to leave the building as Knives pulled the hammer back on his gun.
"Should I do it...Vash?" Knive's whispered.
"Don't you dare!" I hissed back pressing the barrel of my gun to his brow. This was really pissing me off. I felt the weight beneath shift all of a sudden and the sound of metallic hitting against something. Looking back at Candy I noticed she was standing right behind me, and Knive's gun wasn't in his hand anymore. I looked to my right and noticed it on the floor next to the stairs and a look of determination upon the woman's face as her eyes brimmed in tears.
"What the hell...?!" Knives said under me trying to push me off and go for his gun but I somehow kept him at bay. Candy had walked over to the gun and picked it up. "I..I'll kill that bitch!" Frowning I glanced down at him who was glaring at me.
"You won't be killing anybody," I said firmly removing my gun from his brow and standing up beside Candy who held his gun in her small hands compared to it. Knives slowly got up not moving his eyes from mine and snatched the gun from her hands and looked down at her. I was about to move her behind me when Knives spit at her and walked toward the door. Stopping at the entrance he turned around once more.
"I suggest you get rid of the excess baggage brother," He said. "It can prove fatal. Besides human hearts are fickle things..." Walking out the door he left me bewildered and I felt Candy fall to her knees trembling. Bending down slightly I touched her shoulder softly.
"..Are you ok?" I asked her. In the past 24 hours this woman had somehow survived two encounters with my brother who was known to kill hundreds at a time. She seemed to be shaking and looked quit pale considering she was pale before I met her. Though her skin retained a light pink glow, even that seemed to have faded away with all that was happening around her. "..Candy?" Her eyes slowly looked up meeting mine, she looked quit shaken from all of it. "Maybe it would be best you rest once we check in."
"...We can't..." She muttered tears threating to spill over her eyes and upon her cheeks.
"Why are you crying?" I asked really puzzled. Maybe it was all of it that was causing her to be so quiet and depressed like.
"..Because Knives killed the hotel manager..." Her voice which wavered in and out came out as her hand extended out and pointed at a limp hand that shown out from behind the desk. I held my breath in walking over there slowly to find a man, in a pool of his own blood.
"...O god.." I muttered looking behind seeing Candy gone. Knives didn't come and take her while I was finding his mess?! Stepping out the door I saw her in tow with a Sheriff rushing toward me. This woman really confused me...puzzled me. At first it looked as if she was going to pass out and then she's going and running about alerting officials?! But I guess it wasn't the time to think about such a thing. The sheriff was going to be asking a few questions and I would have to tell the truth. Knives had killed the man, but if they went after him they could die too. Why was my life so difficult?!
So there I found myself 3 hours later being interviewed for the fourth time at what had happened. They didn't believe my name was Mr. Eriks either but I didn't want to be arrested. It was bad enough having hundreds of impostors making my name worse in the eyes of the law.
"Come on..." I wined. "I'm tired and sleepy and I have to take care of that girl who came in with me."
"...Yesss...Miss Candy Rae," The deputy said writing something done. "She was sent to the hospital not to long after we got here. It seems during the fight the stitches on her back reopened.."
"WHAT?!" I shouted. Quickly I covered my mouth realizing what I had just done. I didn't understand why I did that. Sure I was worried about the woman. After the slash upon her back she didn't seem as cheerful as she was on the bus or after I first met her. This probably wouldn't help her mood one bit. Frowning I glared at the deputy. "Why didn't you tell me this before?" He just looked up putting the pen down beside the paper.
"Because she will survive it and we needed you for questioning, not over reacting about it."
"For three hours!" I shouted getting really pissed at his expressions and not caring adittue he held toward me in general.
"Well we go the information we needed so you may go Mr. Eriks." Was his statement while writing something else down. Standing up I glared at him turning I headed out the door trying to think of where the hospital was and where another hotel in this town was. I'm sure the woman wouldn't want to stay at a hotel where there was a murder or where my brother had showed up at. Thinking about my brother brought back the last incident. Mainly how my brother had flown back into the wall with light emanating from her hands. What was it about this woman?! Rubbing my chin I walked in and stepped up to the desk asking for her. They told me quit quickly that she was on the second floor waiting for someone to pick her up. Well that would make sense since she knew nobody nor nothing about Gunsmoke. Rubbing the back of my head I walked up the stairs to see her sitting at a chair quietly. Odveously she hadn't notice me walk up the stairs and stand there. I noticed once I stopped wearing my coat most people's eyes didn't first come to me. I figured it was because red that was the color of determination also was a very demanding color in itself. Even now when I wore my black and blue suit I got looks, but never as much as I used to get. Maybe I should just start wearing cloths that where considered "normal" here no Gunsmoke.
Looking ahead I studied her for a second. Both of her arms where clasped out in front of her while she let them go out in front of her, using her knees as an arm rest. She looked really shy and quiet just then. It almost made me want to feel sorry for her. Then again thinking about the light I didn't know what to think about this woman who somehow came from Earth. Her long brown hair was tossed about her, framing her face perfectly. A hand of hers reached up and removed a piece of her hair from the front of her face as her brown eyes turned direction in viewing. Candy's eyes finally noticed me then down the hall as she stood up quietly turning and grabbing the jacket which she was sitting on and turned heading my direction. I stood there not knowing what to think of the woman as she walked up next to me looking up at my face.
"I guess my coat didn't survive the second time." Her voice said as a smile came upon her face raising the trench coat up showing the blood on the back. "Well I knew it would happen sooner or later, I mean you can't keep white clean forever, impossible, especially in this type of environment where there is sand and dust everywhere."
"Yeah," I said taking the coat from her hands and held it at my side. "Either way we should probably get you a new coat. Your back can't be exposed like that." She turned slightly and tried to look down her back only to have her stop and yelp in pain turning back around so her back wasn't twisted. The gash looked quit bad. My brother didn't seem to like sharp knives, but then again he liked inflicting the most pain he possibly could, that was my brother for yah. Frowning I looked down at her who was rubbing the side of her face.
"Shall we head?" A smile came upon her features as she looked up at my face once again. I nodded and lead the way to the other hotel of the area. Sure I didn't sleep there much because the neighborhood it was in. Wyoming was a nice town, 90% of it but there was one district that did not sit well with me. There was always gun fights in the mornings and in the evening it wasn't the end of the night until something caught fire and three fire stations had to be called in to stop it but...I looked back slightly at the woman again who's eyes where on something else, wondering about the street. Especially for a woman this place was a dangerous. The men of the streets wouldn't look twice to a woman walking by unguarded by a husband, or brother, or son. Slowing my pace I matched hers beside her. "Where are we going?"
"The other hotel in this town," I responded looking about feeling the change in mood as we turned a street and found men in small groups glaring at us. My arm went around Candy's waist pulling her closer to me. I felt her weight shift but I didn't look down at her but glanced at every man who looked like he would give us trouble trying to make sure that they understand not to even come close. Turning a corner I saw the small hotel that we where heading for and quickly sped up the pace and got in the doors.
"What was that?" Candy said behind me.
"...er...This isn't a very good neighborhood," I said taking my gaze from the window and turning around to see a man standing behind a small table, with a toothpick in his mouth as he chewed upon it glaring at us. Walking up I looked down. "A room please?"
"One?!" Her head turned violently toward me.
"Yes one," I said. "In this neighborhood you can't be to careful. I'll sleep on the floor, I just don't want you alone." I responded which seemed to quiet her down as I turned to the desk who had wrote something.
"That will be 80 double dollars," The man huffed as I pulled out the money and slapped it on the desk as he handed me the key. Looking at it it had the numbers 89 upon them as I headed up the steps slowly and looked back seeing her walking behind me quietly, her eyes never moving from the face of the man. Walking up at the top of the stairs I walked down the hall to the next set of stairs passing about twenty doors along the way quietly. I didn't like the feeling I was getting from it all. This hotel was know to rent to criminals. Doors open quietly as eyes peered out glaring at me as I walked to the next step waiting for Candy to catch up and then we both went up the next fight of stairs. Looking ahead at the top of the stairs I saw the numbers 89 down the hall by the stairs heading up to the next set of rooms. Looking about I began to walk with Candy's soft footsteps behind me. Reaching room 89 I opened it with the key and found a room that had seen its better days. The bed looked like an elephant had slept on it the night before. There wasn't even a small chair in the room. Maybe I should have gotten two rooms but I couldn't trust the men in this place. Candy had hired me to be her body guard and in the condition she was in now I didn't feel like much of a body guard. I heard the door close behind me and Candy walk up beside me examining the room.
"I guess it's ok," She said walking over to the bed and slowly sat down dropping her bag beside her on the floor. "The bed feels better then it looks." A chuckle passed from her lips. I smirked watching the woman look down at her boots trying to reach down.
"Don't do that." I almost shouted walking over there pushing her hands away and untying the boots. "We don't need those stitches to pop open again!" I untied the boots and slipped them off placing them beside her bag. "You shouldn't rely on yourself as much!" I said placing a big grin on my face looking up at her face. I became quit startled at the first sight of her eyes upon me. The grin was replaced with a serious expression as I locked eyes with her. I never realized how deep her eyes really where. She broke off they eye lock quit suddenly which left me puzzled as she glanced over at the door. Looking back I saw two men standing there, one of their hands upon the handle of the door. I stood up glaring at the men. I hadn't even realized that the door had opened!
"We've seen you before," One of the men said walking in frowning I glared at the man. Why was it everyone wanted something from me today of all days?! "Your that typhoon man.." I really didn't want to deal with this now.
"Whom are you referring to?" Candy's voice said behind me. I turned my head to see her standing up. "Are you referring to my husband here because if you are you are deeply mistaken my dear gentlemen." I felt her hand touch my real as she came to my right side pulling it up to her chest, inter winding her fingers with mine as she kissed it softly.
"Hff, where's your rings?" The other man said.
"Hey You leave my wife alone!" I said thinking on my feet. "We got mugged today and they took our rings! " I glared at them trying to sound like a concerned man about his wife. "Not only that but the owner of the other hotel in the city was killed so we had to come here to stay." I removed my hand from her grasp and placed it around her waist pulling her closer. "So we don't need folks like you barging in on a private moment between myself and my wife!" The men had stepped a few feet away from our door looking quit embarrassed at what I had said.
"We're sorry!" One said. "Next time keep your door locked!" The one hurried down the hallway to the steps while the other waved.
"She's cute, hope you keep her," The other left. I walked up to the door removing my arm from her waist and shut the door slamming it and locking it.
"Some people!" I hissed turning around and noticed Candy standing there with a big smile on her face and a look like she was about to burst out laughing which of course she did. I couldn't help it. Her laugh just seemed to fuel the fire for my laugh to begin. It was quit funny with it all. Wiping the tears of laughter away I looked up once again to see her sitting on the bed kicking her feet lightly and gazing down at the floor. "Well at least nothing happened."
"Yeah," She responded looking up and turning her head to the window which I immediately went over and closed the curtains. I didn't need any more outbursts like that around here. Turning around I saw she was already out on the bed sleeping. Rubbing my head I chuckled quietly going over and moving her legs all the way up on the bed and pulling to covers out from under her and placing them on top of her. Standing back I looked at the woman. I had traveled around with Meryl and Milly so long I had forgotten about other people that might one day get past my past and name and see me for who I really was like the insurance girls and Wolfwood had. It took Meryl a while to realize I wasn't so bad and not to get mad but I highly doubt that she would, if had a choice, decided to follow me around for so long as they had. That's why this woman was different. She knew who I was from the get go and yet it never really seemed to bother her, yet again it was because of me she's got that gash across her back. When could I ever have friends without fearing for their lives?! Sitting on the side of the bed I reached out and touched her hand lightly. I was really the only person besides the insurance girls she could possibly know, here on Gunsmoke. A yawn came upon me and I realized I should head to bed which meant sleeping on the floor.
"...Aww man.." I hung my head down but sighed and grabbed the other pillow and a blanket off the bed and placed them on the floor. Grabbing my bag I grabbed for my pjs and headed out in the hall taking the key with me and locking the door to the bathroom. Luckily the bathroom wasn't being used so I quickly changed and headed back to the room unlocking it and entering it finding her still asleep. Placing my bag on the floor beside the pillow and blanket I went over to the lights and shut them off heading to my bed.
Well there is Chapter 5 of Beyond Reasoning. I hope you do enjoy the series like I have had fun writing it . Please review before you go and as always thanks for taking the time to read one of my stories
Disclaimer: I don't own Vash, Knives, Meryl, Milly, the cat, Wolfwood, and all of the gun ho guns though if I marry the creator...grins and he dies then I could. One can only dream :P
Beyond Reasoning
Chapter 5
Wife and Husband Mayhem
We had entered Wyoming a few hours later. Looking back I noticed the woman there dragging her feet.
"We're here!" I announced as she looked up giving me a weak smile nodding.
"I see that." She responded looking around as her eyes landed upon my face once again. "...I really don't know this place that much..."
"Hey its cool," I said turning my head forward and looking ahead. Wyoming was said to be one of the nicer places to visit to on Gunsmoke, and that was probably why she didn't see it. First of all we needed to get set up a base here, somewhere where she could walk about and get used to. I had been to this town more then a dozen times. Looking ahead once again he saw the children of the town playing in the street. A smile broke on my face as I turned into the hotel and walked up to the desk. "Hello?" Looking about though something strange and erie about the room.
"...Hello brother.." A familiar voice said again. I shot my head around and up to see him sitting on top of the book shelf in the lobby.
"...Knives..." I found myself hissing grabbing for my gun.
"Hold it!" Knive's hand came up telling me to hold it. I didn't let go of my gun turning my eyes to see Candy standing there looking up at him, fear written all over her features. My eyes went back to my brother as I frowned.
"What the hell do you want?!" I shouted at him. "Are you going to try and kill me again?" I stepped forward.
"Well not now," He said looking at his finger nails like I wasn't an issue with him. I was still pissed at what had happened in the past few days.
"Why can't you just grow up!" I yelled. "Humans brother are not the problem with this world."
"O then, what is brother? Me?" With that last word Knive's chuckle seemed to turn into a hiss as he narrowed his eyes dangerously at me then his eyes pointed back to where Candy stood.
"Leave her out of this!" I yelled. That's when Knives jumped from the top of the book case and stood up glaring at me once again.
"No...she and her kind are the ones who broke us apart Vash, don't you see that? Or have they brain washed you to much to even notice that!" Knives dove at me, which I saw and moved in one motion and countered it flipping in to the ground and pulled my gun out. Once again we stood there, with guns in each others faces. Sweat began to drip from my brow as I glared at him and he returned the look. That's when he moved the gun away from my face and pointed at Candy who was still standing there a look of horror painted upon her face. Knives looked up at me and grinned.
"I should do it Vash," He muttered to me gripping my gun and pulling it closer to his chest.
"...Stop it!" Candy screamed tears flowing down her face. Was she crying in fear? "..Brothers shouldn't be doing this!"
"Get away from here!" I screamed at her trying to tell her to leave the building as Knives pulled the hammer back on his gun.
"Should I do it...Vash?" Knive's whispered.
"Don't you dare!" I hissed back pressing the barrel of my gun to his brow. This was really pissing me off. I felt the weight beneath shift all of a sudden and the sound of metallic hitting against something. Looking back at Candy I noticed she was standing right behind me, and Knive's gun wasn't in his hand anymore. I looked to my right and noticed it on the floor next to the stairs and a look of determination upon the woman's face as her eyes brimmed in tears.
"What the hell...?!" Knives said under me trying to push me off and go for his gun but I somehow kept him at bay. Candy had walked over to the gun and picked it up. "I..I'll kill that bitch!" Frowning I glanced down at him who was glaring at me.
"You won't be killing anybody," I said firmly removing my gun from his brow and standing up beside Candy who held his gun in her small hands compared to it. Knives slowly got up not moving his eyes from mine and snatched the gun from her hands and looked down at her. I was about to move her behind me when Knives spit at her and walked toward the door. Stopping at the entrance he turned around once more.
"I suggest you get rid of the excess baggage brother," He said. "It can prove fatal. Besides human hearts are fickle things..." Walking out the door he left me bewildered and I felt Candy fall to her knees trembling. Bending down slightly I touched her shoulder softly.
"..Are you ok?" I asked her. In the past 24 hours this woman had somehow survived two encounters with my brother who was known to kill hundreds at a time. She seemed to be shaking and looked quit pale considering she was pale before I met her. Though her skin retained a light pink glow, even that seemed to have faded away with all that was happening around her. "..Candy?" Her eyes slowly looked up meeting mine, she looked quit shaken from all of it. "Maybe it would be best you rest once we check in."
"...We can't..." She muttered tears threating to spill over her eyes and upon her cheeks.
"Why are you crying?" I asked really puzzled. Maybe it was all of it that was causing her to be so quiet and depressed like.
"..Because Knives killed the hotel manager..." Her voice which wavered in and out came out as her hand extended out and pointed at a limp hand that shown out from behind the desk. I held my breath in walking over there slowly to find a man, in a pool of his own blood.
"...O god.." I muttered looking behind seeing Candy gone. Knives didn't come and take her while I was finding his mess?! Stepping out the door I saw her in tow with a Sheriff rushing toward me. This woman really confused me...puzzled me. At first it looked as if she was going to pass out and then she's going and running about alerting officials?! But I guess it wasn't the time to think about such a thing. The sheriff was going to be asking a few questions and I would have to tell the truth. Knives had killed the man, but if they went after him they could die too. Why was my life so difficult?!
So there I found myself 3 hours later being interviewed for the fourth time at what had happened. They didn't believe my name was Mr. Eriks either but I didn't want to be arrested. It was bad enough having hundreds of impostors making my name worse in the eyes of the law.
"Come on..." I wined. "I'm tired and sleepy and I have to take care of that girl who came in with me."
"...Yesss...Miss Candy Rae," The deputy said writing something done. "She was sent to the hospital not to long after we got here. It seems during the fight the stitches on her back reopened.."
"WHAT?!" I shouted. Quickly I covered my mouth realizing what I had just done. I didn't understand why I did that. Sure I was worried about the woman. After the slash upon her back she didn't seem as cheerful as she was on the bus or after I first met her. This probably wouldn't help her mood one bit. Frowning I glared at the deputy. "Why didn't you tell me this before?" He just looked up putting the pen down beside the paper.
"Because she will survive it and we needed you for questioning, not over reacting about it."
"For three hours!" I shouted getting really pissed at his expressions and not caring adittue he held toward me in general.
"Well we go the information we needed so you may go Mr. Eriks." Was his statement while writing something else down. Standing up I glared at him turning I headed out the door trying to think of where the hospital was and where another hotel in this town was. I'm sure the woman wouldn't want to stay at a hotel where there was a murder or where my brother had showed up at. Thinking about my brother brought back the last incident. Mainly how my brother had flown back into the wall with light emanating from her hands. What was it about this woman?! Rubbing my chin I walked in and stepped up to the desk asking for her. They told me quit quickly that she was on the second floor waiting for someone to pick her up. Well that would make sense since she knew nobody nor nothing about Gunsmoke. Rubbing the back of my head I walked up the stairs to see her sitting at a chair quietly. Odveously she hadn't notice me walk up the stairs and stand there. I noticed once I stopped wearing my coat most people's eyes didn't first come to me. I figured it was because red that was the color of determination also was a very demanding color in itself. Even now when I wore my black and blue suit I got looks, but never as much as I used to get. Maybe I should just start wearing cloths that where considered "normal" here no Gunsmoke.
Looking ahead I studied her for a second. Both of her arms where clasped out in front of her while she let them go out in front of her, using her knees as an arm rest. She looked really shy and quiet just then. It almost made me want to feel sorry for her. Then again thinking about the light I didn't know what to think about this woman who somehow came from Earth. Her long brown hair was tossed about her, framing her face perfectly. A hand of hers reached up and removed a piece of her hair from the front of her face as her brown eyes turned direction in viewing. Candy's eyes finally noticed me then down the hall as she stood up quietly turning and grabbing the jacket which she was sitting on and turned heading my direction. I stood there not knowing what to think of the woman as she walked up next to me looking up at my face.
"I guess my coat didn't survive the second time." Her voice said as a smile came upon her face raising the trench coat up showing the blood on the back. "Well I knew it would happen sooner or later, I mean you can't keep white clean forever, impossible, especially in this type of environment where there is sand and dust everywhere."
"Yeah," I said taking the coat from her hands and held it at my side. "Either way we should probably get you a new coat. Your back can't be exposed like that." She turned slightly and tried to look down her back only to have her stop and yelp in pain turning back around so her back wasn't twisted. The gash looked quit bad. My brother didn't seem to like sharp knives, but then again he liked inflicting the most pain he possibly could, that was my brother for yah. Frowning I looked down at her who was rubbing the side of her face.
"Shall we head?" A smile came upon her features as she looked up at my face once again. I nodded and lead the way to the other hotel of the area. Sure I didn't sleep there much because the neighborhood it was in. Wyoming was a nice town, 90% of it but there was one district that did not sit well with me. There was always gun fights in the mornings and in the evening it wasn't the end of the night until something caught fire and three fire stations had to be called in to stop it but...I looked back slightly at the woman again who's eyes where on something else, wondering about the street. Especially for a woman this place was a dangerous. The men of the streets wouldn't look twice to a woman walking by unguarded by a husband, or brother, or son. Slowing my pace I matched hers beside her. "Where are we going?"
"The other hotel in this town," I responded looking about feeling the change in mood as we turned a street and found men in small groups glaring at us. My arm went around Candy's waist pulling her closer to me. I felt her weight shift but I didn't look down at her but glanced at every man who looked like he would give us trouble trying to make sure that they understand not to even come close. Turning a corner I saw the small hotel that we where heading for and quickly sped up the pace and got in the doors.
"What was that?" Candy said behind me.
"...er...This isn't a very good neighborhood," I said taking my gaze from the window and turning around to see a man standing behind a small table, with a toothpick in his mouth as he chewed upon it glaring at us. Walking up I looked down. "A room please?"
"One?!" Her head turned violently toward me.
"Yes one," I said. "In this neighborhood you can't be to careful. I'll sleep on the floor, I just don't want you alone." I responded which seemed to quiet her down as I turned to the desk who had wrote something.
"That will be 80 double dollars," The man huffed as I pulled out the money and slapped it on the desk as he handed me the key. Looking at it it had the numbers 89 upon them as I headed up the steps slowly and looked back seeing her walking behind me quietly, her eyes never moving from the face of the man. Walking up at the top of the stairs I walked down the hall to the next set of stairs passing about twenty doors along the way quietly. I didn't like the feeling I was getting from it all. This hotel was know to rent to criminals. Doors open quietly as eyes peered out glaring at me as I walked to the next step waiting for Candy to catch up and then we both went up the next fight of stairs. Looking ahead at the top of the stairs I saw the numbers 89 down the hall by the stairs heading up to the next set of rooms. Looking about I began to walk with Candy's soft footsteps behind me. Reaching room 89 I opened it with the key and found a room that had seen its better days. The bed looked like an elephant had slept on it the night before. There wasn't even a small chair in the room. Maybe I should have gotten two rooms but I couldn't trust the men in this place. Candy had hired me to be her body guard and in the condition she was in now I didn't feel like much of a body guard. I heard the door close behind me and Candy walk up beside me examining the room.
"I guess it's ok," She said walking over to the bed and slowly sat down dropping her bag beside her on the floor. "The bed feels better then it looks." A chuckle passed from her lips. I smirked watching the woman look down at her boots trying to reach down.
"Don't do that." I almost shouted walking over there pushing her hands away and untying the boots. "We don't need those stitches to pop open again!" I untied the boots and slipped them off placing them beside her bag. "You shouldn't rely on yourself as much!" I said placing a big grin on my face looking up at her face. I became quit startled at the first sight of her eyes upon me. The grin was replaced with a serious expression as I locked eyes with her. I never realized how deep her eyes really where. She broke off they eye lock quit suddenly which left me puzzled as she glanced over at the door. Looking back I saw two men standing there, one of their hands upon the handle of the door. I stood up glaring at the men. I hadn't even realized that the door had opened!
"We've seen you before," One of the men said walking in frowning I glared at the man. Why was it everyone wanted something from me today of all days?! "Your that typhoon man.." I really didn't want to deal with this now.
"Whom are you referring to?" Candy's voice said behind me. I turned my head to see her standing up. "Are you referring to my husband here because if you are you are deeply mistaken my dear gentlemen." I felt her hand touch my real as she came to my right side pulling it up to her chest, inter winding her fingers with mine as she kissed it softly.
"Hff, where's your rings?" The other man said.
"Hey You leave my wife alone!" I said thinking on my feet. "We got mugged today and they took our rings! " I glared at them trying to sound like a concerned man about his wife. "Not only that but the owner of the other hotel in the city was killed so we had to come here to stay." I removed my hand from her grasp and placed it around her waist pulling her closer. "So we don't need folks like you barging in on a private moment between myself and my wife!" The men had stepped a few feet away from our door looking quit embarrassed at what I had said.
"We're sorry!" One said. "Next time keep your door locked!" The one hurried down the hallway to the steps while the other waved.
"She's cute, hope you keep her," The other left. I walked up to the door removing my arm from her waist and shut the door slamming it and locking it.
"Some people!" I hissed turning around and noticed Candy standing there with a big smile on her face and a look like she was about to burst out laughing which of course she did. I couldn't help it. Her laugh just seemed to fuel the fire for my laugh to begin. It was quit funny with it all. Wiping the tears of laughter away I looked up once again to see her sitting on the bed kicking her feet lightly and gazing down at the floor. "Well at least nothing happened."
"Yeah," She responded looking up and turning her head to the window which I immediately went over and closed the curtains. I didn't need any more outbursts like that around here. Turning around I saw she was already out on the bed sleeping. Rubbing my head I chuckled quietly going over and moving her legs all the way up on the bed and pulling to covers out from under her and placing them on top of her. Standing back I looked at the woman. I had traveled around with Meryl and Milly so long I had forgotten about other people that might one day get past my past and name and see me for who I really was like the insurance girls and Wolfwood had. It took Meryl a while to realize I wasn't so bad and not to get mad but I highly doubt that she would, if had a choice, decided to follow me around for so long as they had. That's why this woman was different. She knew who I was from the get go and yet it never really seemed to bother her, yet again it was because of me she's got that gash across her back. When could I ever have friends without fearing for their lives?! Sitting on the side of the bed I reached out and touched her hand lightly. I was really the only person besides the insurance girls she could possibly know, here on Gunsmoke. A yawn came upon me and I realized I should head to bed which meant sleeping on the floor.
"...Aww man.." I hung my head down but sighed and grabbed the other pillow and a blanket off the bed and placed them on the floor. Grabbing my bag I grabbed for my pjs and headed out in the hall taking the key with me and locking the door to the bathroom. Luckily the bathroom wasn't being used so I quickly changed and headed back to the room unlocking it and entering it finding her still asleep. Placing my bag on the floor beside the pillow and blanket I went over to the lights and shut them off heading to my bed.
Well there is Chapter 5 of Beyond Reasoning. I hope you do enjoy the series like I have had fun writing it . Please review before you go and as always thanks for taking the time to read one of my stories