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The Devil's Son Married A Fair Maiden

Sully POV:

"Bo, since you're the oldest you're in charge of the class for a few minutes while I step out and go to Judge Wall's for a moment." I told my student, standing up after seeing Johnse and Roseanna's wagon ride by the schoolhouse from the window.

"Okay, Mr. Sully." The boy, who was my only 8th grader in the class, nodded his head.

I didn't say a word, just walked down the aisle towards the door. Quickly, I walked out of the schoolhouse and headed up the road to my cousin's office. I noticed that Shaw's wagon was there along with Devil Anse's. Ah, so my stubborn cousin finally softened up to the idea of Johnse and Roseanna. Bet Levicy had a hand in that since Johnse's her baby and she can't bear to see her son unhappy. Of course, Uncle Jim's horse was there, but I already knew that since we left the house at the same time. I knew he couldn't stand Roseanna; was only at Wall's in order to scoff and make a scene during the wedding. I just hope that he doesn't say anything stupid, like I object.

I noticed one important family member's wagon was missing. That was Cap's. It was clear that Cap and Allie weren't attending his brother's wedding. Hmm, seems like Allie just couldn't melt her husband's cold heart when it came to Johnse and Roseanna. Damn, that boy hated Roseanna just as much as he hated all of the other McCoys. Poor girl, she was a sweetheart and didn't deserve Cap's deep-rooted hate. Hell, that boy was so much like Anse except for the fact that he could be swayed by Levicy while Cap couldn't be swayed by Allie.

Whenever I reached my cousin's office, I walked inside only to see that Roseanna and Johnse were standing by his desk with Jessa and Shaw slightly behind them acting as the maid of honor and the best man. The blonde couple were holding hands and waiting for Wall to start their wedding while Devil Anse and Levicy stood close to them with unreadable looks on their faces.

"I hope I'm not interrupting." I remarked, to no one in particular, as I went over to stand next to Uncle Jim, who was leaning against the back wall with a scowl on his face as he balanced Silas on his hip.

"Not yet ya ain't. 'Nother minute and ya would've interrupted Johnse's vows with his McCoy." Uncle Jim told me, a slight scoff lingering at the end of his sentence.

"Jim, shut up so Wall can marry my son." Devil Anse snapped at our crochety uncle, giving him a hard cutting look.

Jim rolled his eyes and shut up. No doubt he was mentally mumbling to himself tho.

"A'ight, now that everyone's here let's begin this thing." Wall said in a slightly annoyed sigh as he stood in front of Johnse and Roseanna with his ceremony book open. He cleared his throat before announcing in a slight crisp drawl, "We're here today to witness the joinin' of Johnse and Roseanna in the bonds of marriage. Marriage is an everlasting commitment of love, one that lasts a lifetime." Giving our uncle a cutting look, Judge Wall asked the dreaded words of, "If anybody objects please speak now or forever hold your peace."

Roseanna POV:

When only silence filled the room after Judge Wall asked if anyone objects, I was shocked. I surely thought that Jim Vance'd be objectin' me marryin' Johnse. Johnse smiled at me, assurrin' me that his family was warmin' up t'us even know they wouldn't dare admit it wit' words tho. I just smiled back at my soon-to-be husband, so happy that in a few minutes I'd be callin' myself his wife.

"Roseanna, repeat after me." The judge instructed me 'fore goin' on to say the start of the vows. "I, Roseanna McCoy, do take you Johnse Hatfield as my wedded husband."

"I, Roseanna McCoy, do take ya Johnse Hatfield as my wedded husband." I repeated wit' an overjoyed smile on my face. I was so happy t'be sayin' my vows t'Johnse.

"To have an' behold in sickness and health."

"To have an' behold in sickness an' health."

"For richer or poorer; to honor an' obey til my dyin' day."

"For richer or poorer; t'honor an' obey til my dyin' day." I finished my vows, lookin' at my soon -to-be husband wit' a blushin' smile full of love.

Lookin' over at Johnse, Judge Wall told him, "Now repeat after me Johnse. I, Johnse Hatfield, do take you Roseanna McCoy as my wedded wife."

Johnse's blue eyes looked deep into mine as he began his vows wit', "I, Johnse Hatfield, do take you Roseanna McCoy as my wedded wife."

"To have an' behold in sickness an' health."

"To have an' behold in sickness an' health."

"For richer or poorer; to love an' cherish til my dyin' day."

"For richer or pooer; to love an' cherish til my dyin' day." Johnse declared softly while a smile crossed ov'r his handsome face as he squeezed my hand reassurin'ly.

"The rings." Judge Wall simply said, holdin' his hands out for 'em.

Shaw POV:

That was my cue. As best man it was my job to hold onto the rings; to pass them to Wall once it was time for Johnse and Roseanna to exchange them. Quickly, I pulled them out of my pocket. "Here ya go, Wall." I told my cousin, stretching my arm over Johnse's shoulder and dropping the golden rings into his hand.

Wall nodded his thanks to me before holding his palm out to Johnse and Roseanna while tellin' them, "Take the rings." Johnse and Roseanna did what they were told, causing Wall to them tell, "Place the rings on each other's fingers and say with this ring I thee wed."

"With this ring I thee wed." Johnse and Roseanna vowed in unison as they placed the rings on each other's left ring fingers. Gold rings that I had the pleasure to help Johnse both pick out and finance.

Right before Wall could say the ending words of the ceremony, the door to the office opened up. Everyone turned their heads to see who walked in, only to be met with the sight of Allie with her son on her hip. Hmm, seems she came here late for the wedding without her precious husband in tow.

Shaking his head, Wall finished the ceremony with the official binding words of, "With the power instated in me by West Virginia I pronounce ya man and wife." Snapping his books shut, Wall quickly instructed, "Kiss your bride."

Johnse softly kissed Roseanna on the lips while Wall went over to his desk, which had the marriage certificate laying on it with the newlywed's information filled out on it. Picking up a quill, Wall looked towards all of us attendin' the wedding and remarked, "Somebody sign this thing as a witness."

"I'll do it." Devil Anse sighed, steppin' away from his wife's side to go over to Wall's desk.

"I promised ya we'd be man and wife and we are, my beautiful sweet darlin'." Johnse smiled at his new bride as they watched his dad quickly sign his name to their marriage certificate as a legal witness.

"Come spring it'll be us sayin' I do." I whispered in Jessa's ear, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and pulling her close into my side all the while feeling Allie's heated and hateful glare boring a hole in the back of my head.

"I know." She softly smiled, lookin' up at me with a sparkle in her indigo eyes.

"Here." Wall told Johnse, handing him the marriage certificate. Looking at Roseanna, the judge simply said, "You're a Hatfield now, lil lady." Lookin' at the newlyweds he sighed, "I sure do hope ya know what you're doin'…", before heading back over to his desk.

"Oh, Johnse, we just want ya to be happy." Levicy told her baby as she rushed over to him and Roseanna. Giving Roseanna one of those churchy hugs (you know the one where you barely even touch the person you're wrapping your arms around), Levicy told her new daughter-in-law in her syrupy tone, "You're a Hatfield now so ya better behave like one."

"Hmm, and ya'll were worried 'bout me sayin' somethin'." Uncle Jim guffawed from the back of the room as he balanced my son on his hip.

"Jim…" My dad hissed while giving our uncle a warning look.

"Roseanna, Johnse, I'm so happy for you two." Allie said with an overly fake smile on her face as she walked by me and Jessa (acting like we didn't exist) and up to the newlyweds.

"But not happy enough to come on time, just at the tail end of the wedding." I bluntly remarked, not giving a shit if I caused a storm with Allie or not. The bitch already hates me, what more could happen.

"For your information, jackass, I had to wait til Cap went to work since he was against me coming here." Allie spat at me before turning her attention to Jessa and giving her the veiled warning of, "If you value your sanity, you'll get far far away from that jackass prick you're with."

"I do value my sanity, that's why I'm with my 'jackass prick'." Jessa fired back at Allie instead of cowering down at the blonde's warning.

"I just love weddin's. All kinds of shit happens at 'em." Uncle Jim chuckled, mirth shining in his blue eyes. No doubt he was waiting for a fight to break out. That man enjoyed fights just as much or maybe even more then he enjoyed whiskey.

"You would say that." Sully sighed out in aspiration.

"Everyone, calm down." Devil Anse ordered in his cold and leveled timbre, causing the entire room to look at him.

"I got some food laid out at the main house. Let's go and have a reception, shall we?" Levicy suggested, most likely as a way to calm down any rising tempers.

"I got to get back to my students, but thank you anyways, Levicy." Sully politely told Levicy before leaving the Justice of The Peace office.

Jessa POV:

The little reception that Levicy set up for Johnse and Roseanna was simple, but cute. It was obvious that it was done at the last minute, but the sentiment was nice. I could tell by the grateful and happy looks on Johnse and Roseanna's faces that they appreciated it. There wasn't a lot of food, but enough to feed the impromptu wedding party and guests. On the kitchen table was a lace table runner with various platters on it. In the middle of the table was a simple buttercream frosted cake.

After socializing with the newlyweds and sharing a few polite words with Levicy, I went outside for some fresh air. Shaw had gone outside to watch the younger children play a while ago and took our son along with Allie's with him. Talk about Allie, she steered clear of me while I was inside of the house. Reckon its cause she doesn't like my fiancé or perhaps our friendship didn't mean as much to her as it once meant to me. Really, only god knows why she was snubbing me and choosing to chit-chat with Johnse; letting him load up her plate as if she was a boxer trying to bulk up and make weight for a pay-per-view fight.

I was sitting on a rocker on the front porch, watching Shaw playing with both Silas and Captain W. I was sipping on some tea whenever the door creaked open. Looking over my shoulder I saw that it was my ex-best friend, Allie. She came up to my side only to cross her arms over her shawl covered chest. Looking right at Shaw, she told me, "His only good quality is how he is with kids, but that's not enough to redeem him, Jessa."

"What?" I asked her, my indigo eyes narrowed a bit as I looked at her questioningly.

She looked at me while answering my question with, "He's a bad man; he doesn't deserve you or your son."

"No, Allie, you're wrong about that. He's not a bad man, he's a good one that's just had a bad start at life. He deserves me and Silas, deserves to be happy after everything he's been thru."

She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "It's clear that your parents sheltered you cause you're so blind to Shaw's true dark, manipulative, and psychotic behavior."

"My parents didn't shelter me, Allie." I spat before quickly going on to say, "Also, I'm not blind when it comes to Shaw. The way I see it is he's much better than Tolbert when it comes to being a father and a husband."

"You know when Olga was here-" She began only for me to cut her off with, "Don't talk to me about Olga. I've heard enough about her from Shaw."

"Oh, I bet he told you plenty of lies about her." Allie sneered sarcastically, her sapphire eyes about ready to roll out of her head, as she stared daggers at my fiancé that was a few yards away.

"He told me she got into a deep depression and struggled with postpartum; ignored the baby too."

"That was only for a short time, but she got over it and became a good mom. He just makes it seem like she was having problems."

"She was, hell most likely still is having problems. There's no cure for depression; she can fake being better, but she'll never really be better." I told Allie with such conviction since I knew first hand how a maniac depressive mother was. My mother was never truly there unless she took her meds and even then, she was still struggling with her battle.

Shaking her head, making her blonde braid bounce a bit over her shoulder, Allie snorted, "Shaw really did a number on you to make you believe the line of bullshit."

"Shaw didn't do anything, what I told you's my own personal opinion." I honestly told Allie, giving her a hard look. Why couldn't she just believe that Shaw wasn't making me think anything; that I could think for myself? Goddamn, we're not girls at Will Rodgers High anymore. We're mothers and wives, we're perfectly capable of making up or own opinions and choices for things.

"Yea, I bet it is." Allie sarcastically scoffed, rolling her sapphire eyes in disbelief. "You don't know how he is, Jessa. You need to get away before you get caught up in his web." She warned, once again trying to convince me to up and leave my fiancé; the only good father my son's ever known.

"No, Allie, I do know how he is." I firmly told her, narrowing my indigo eyes in a hard stare. "Hell, I know more about him then you do so stop trying to talk me into leaving. I'm not going anywhere." I left Tolbert cause he couldn't handle fatherhood, but I had no reason to leave Shaw since he was a great father. Plus, our chemistry in the bedroom was off the charts; I'd be crazy to l leave a man that had me feeling desired and sated every night.

"I don't know whether you're naïve, hard headed, or just got your head shoved up Shaw's heartless ass, but it's sad to see you like this." The blonde I once called my best friend told me with a high and mightly attitude, as if she was better then me or had more sense.

With a smirk, I countered her insult with the frank retort of, "Shaw's not heartless. He's the complete opposite of that, but Cap not coming to his own brother's wedding and making you sneak around to come just shows who's really with the heartless one."

"I'm grabbing my kid from your prick of a man and going home." Allie announced before storming down the porch. Guess the truth hurts. Oh well, she shouldn't have married a cold-blooded killer if she can't handle people telling her what he is to her face. Not everybody's going to like him. Hell, the history books are proof of that.

"Looks like you won't be talkin' over coffee an' biscuits with her at that fine house ya an' Shaw got. Too bad." Echoed out Jim Vance's voice in a crochety bellow behind me.

I looked over my shoulder at him only to see that he was standing by the front door. "How long have you been here?"

"Long 'nough to hear you take up for one of my favorite nephews." He told me while making his way over to the chair by my side.

"And who's your other favorite?" I asked as the large gruff man plopped down in the rocker, making it squeak a bit.

"Cap."

"Of course." I lightly scoffed. "Well, I'm going inside." I told the large and gruffy mountain man before walking over to the front door. Jim didn't say a word, just rocked on his rocker watching Shaw and Silas play while I went into the house.

Shaw POV:

I was sitting on the porch with my Uncle Jim. We were on rockers, sharing a flask while I had Silas perched on my lap. The Hatfield kids were still running around and playing. Hell, those kids had more energy then the Energizer Bunny did.

Snatching the flask from my hand, Jim told me. "You know, Shaw, that woman of your's is a good one." Taking a sip off the flask, my uncle revealed, "She took up for ya when Allie was talkin' ya down."

"I'm not shocked that Allie's trying to break us up." I scoffed, taking my flask from my uncle. Before tipping it back, I explained her hatred of me with the remark of, "She's had it out for me ever since I told her 'bout Abel fuckin' Nancy McCoy."

Wide eyed, Jim asked, "What? He's seein' her?"

"Yea." I nodded, handing the flask over to Jim. "Nobody believes me tho."

"Hmm…" The crochety mountain man mumbled as he guzzled down some whiskey from my flask. Pointing the flask at me, he firmly said, "Seems if he's wit' her, we have a spy 'mongst us."

"Yep." I popped my tongue, watching my uncle take another sip off my flask.

"Does Cap know?" My grizzle mountain man uncle asked, passin' my flask back to me.

"Yea." I nodded, taking my flask out of his large, fat hand. Before knockin' it back, I let out a half-scoff of, "But Allie's got him convinced that I'm just spewin' out crazy talk."

"I'll have t'bring this to Anse's attention even tho I think we oughtta just shoot 'im in the head for spyin'." Jim informed me, his eyes floatin' between the flask in my hand and the vast rollin' hills that was the landscape before us.

"I know, Uncle Jim." I nodded before taking another sip off my half empty whiskey flask.

I stretched the flask out to Jim, who greedily snatched it as he mused, "Knowin' Anse he'll want to deal wit' it come spring after Allie births her an' Cap's new baby as to not upset her."

"They're expecting again?" I asked since the last I knew she wasn't pregnant. Damn, seems I'm bit out of the loop when it comes to my cousin. Guess being the black sheep does that tho, keeps you out of all the important family gossip and what-not. Hell, who the fuck am I kidding, I'm prolly one of the biggest sources of family gossip since I reclaimed Jessa from that no-good fucker Tolbert.

"Yea." Jim nodded, bringing the half empty flask up to his lips. After takin' a swig, he lowered it just enough so he could add in," Skunk Hair and Vera too.", to the list of those in the Hatfield clan that were knocked up.

I didn't even wait for my uncle to offer me my flask, I just snatched it from him. Looking at the square bottle in my hand, I sighed out the revelation of, "Since Silas had to be cut out, Jessa's afraid that we won't be able to have any more kids."

Quickly, I took a long swig off my flask as I awaited my crotchety trigger-happy uncle's remark to me and my fiance's plight. I didn't have to wait long for his input. I had just pulled the flask away from my lips whenever Jim chuckled, "Hell, ya already got your boy an' girl. Not like there's anything else ya can have." With a grin curlin' over his hard-yellow stained teeth, he added in a loud chortle, "She can't pop out a baby mountain lion so tell her t'stop worryin' over that."

"I've told her I didn't care, but I think it's her that it bothers more than me." I told Jim, tipping my flask back for another drink.

"I remember how my woman, god bless her departed soul, wanted a baby so bad that she'd cry when her monthly flow came. Hell, once she stopped worryin' she got wit' child." Jim said in a reminiscing tone to his cankerous drawl of a timbre as he took the flask that I offered him.

"I'm sorry that ya lost them durin' the war, Uncle Jim." I genuinely told my hardened and hate filled uncle. Hell, I can't imagine how much it hurts to have your woman and baby die on ya. I knew how it felt to be separated from them, but death was an entirely different thing. I truly felt for the man.

I learnt vaguely what happened to Mary and James Junior from my dad. He told me once when I was doing Civil War homework for his class (it was on Sherman and how that General, before burning down Georgia, was on the western front) that a group of Yankees that were on the western front were looking for supplies to report back to their commander (most likely Sherm, but I dunno for sure) with, but stumbled onto Jim's cabin instead. Since the men where either off at war, working, or hunting there was nobody around the cabin except for my aunt and cousin. Sully told me that when Uncle Jim came home from huntin' he found his newborn baby frozen outside and his wife bloodied and dead inside of the cabin.

It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what they did. Even tho my dad didn't say it I knew that Mary was raped to death and that Jim Junior froze to death outside after one of the Yankees stuck him out there since they didn't want a crying baby to dampen their vile mood.

After that, Uncle Jim became a guerilla fighter and the head of the home guard. According to Sully, Uncle Jim's never been the same since. Hmm, reckon not… I mean I don't think any man would be the same after that fucked up shit.

"Damn Yankees." My uncle cursed under his breath in a grumbled spat. Tilting his head at me, he revealed, "Your Jessa reminds me a lot of Mary. Beautiful and seemingly quiet til ya piss her off."

"Oh…" I never heard him talk about Mary before. Hell, nobody ever did, so hearing him compare Jessa to his late wife took me aback. Looks like I just found out the real reason why he approves of my woman and backs off when she snaps at him and gives him warnings.

"If you're smart, you'll take Tolbert out now 'fore he can cause any harm to your family." Jim advised while pointin' the flask at me.

"I know, Jim, but I'm just gonna let him be for now til he starts stirrin' up. I just want to spend as much time as possible with my family 'fore shit goes sideways." I sighed, snatching my flask from him and taking a much-needed drink from it.

"McCoys are a religious violent bunch, shit'll be goin' sideways 'fore ya even know it." My uncle told me in a firm know-it-all tone.

Oh, only if he knew how true is words really were.

Nancy POV:

The smell of fryin' pork and greens filled up the cabin as I stood at the stove cookin' dinner. Abel would be home any minute from his job workin' for the devil. Today oughtta be his last since he agreed that he'd quit and ingrain himself into farmin' an' helpin' my kin. As I stirred the contents fryin' in the skillet the door squeaked open. I looked over my shoulder only t'see Abel walkin' in with an apprehensive look on his face.

"Did ya quit workin' for the devil or not?" I asked him as he took his coat and hat off, hangin' 'em on the hook by the door.

"No, Devil Anse wasn't at work today." Abel told me while goin' ov'r to our table and takin' a seat at it.

"Why not?" I asked, placing my wooden in the pan 'fore goin' to get some dishes.

He ran a hand thru his ear length brown hair before telling me, "Cap told me that Johnse and Roseanna's weddin's today so I think he went to it."

"What?!" I shrieked out in shock, droppin' the dishes in my hand. They landed on the floor by my feet wit' a loud crash. I blinked my black eyes 'fore askin' in disbelief, "Roseanna, my cousin Roseanna, married Johnse Hatfield?"

"Yea or at least Cap said they were gettin' married today since he was asked to a witness."

"Seems like he didn't go." I spat out snidely, scoff catchin' in the back of my throat, as I shook my head in disbelief. How could Roseanna go 'head an' marry Johnse for? He was the son o' Devil Anse an' Jim Vance's nephew.

"Nope." Abel popped his tongue. 'Fore I could utter a word, he added, "He also forbid my sister to go too." Hmm, seems like there's at least one Hatfield with a brain in the family of heathens and devils.

"Ah shit…now you can't quit yer job or pull 'way from the Hatfields." I sighed, makin' my man give me a curios look wit' his brow raised. "You needa keep an eye on my cousin; make sure she ain't givin' way more McCoy secrets." I clarified, resultin' in Abel just noddin' his head. He looked ready to open his an' say somethin', but kept quiet as I ranted in a high-pitched shriek, "Lord only nows Jessa and Shaw played my family like a fiddle an' knows too much already. Hell, they're prolly helpin' Jim Vance an' Devil Anse plot a massacre on my kin."

"I'm sure your kin'll hunt them down if that happens, sweets."

"I'll hunt 'em down myself if they bring any harm t'my brother." I swore to Abel, who just nodded his head at me. No doubt he was agreein' wit' my oath. Hell, I knew that wit' how tight I had him wrapped 'round my finger that he'd be the one huntin' down Hatfields at my instruction.

Abel's nose wiggled 'round like a rabbit's. "Um, I think dinner's burnin'." He told me, sniffin' the strong smoky smell that was now startin' to fill our small cabin.

"Shit…" I sighed out in a groan, lookin' over at the skillet that had wisps of black smoke floatin' from it. Looks like news of Roseanna marryin' Johnse Hatfield ruined my supper.

AN:

It's official, Roseanna is Johnse's wife. YAY! Anyways, how did you guys feel about Allie sneaking behind Cap's back to attend the wedding along with her warning to Jessa about Shaw? And what about Jessa's defense of Shaw? I hope you liked the little bit of background I did for Jim Vance in this chapter. Looks like Nancy's going to be using Abel as her spy, especially now that Roseanna a Hatfield.