Arthur

I had quickly gotten packed up and Jack and I mounted Ford, taking off. So much was goin' through my head. The past couple days have been full of one unexpected thing after another. I just can't have Jack getting caught up in this. Before all of this is done, I will make sure him and his parents get out of here.

"Who's there?" I heard a voice call as I got close to camp.

"It's me and Jack, John." I say calling out to Marston. "Head back into camp, we got a problem." I say, calling back to John. As I got into camp, dismounting Ford and then helping Jack off, (Oh my lord. Jack off. hehehehehe I sure do have a way with words.) Dutch approached me.

"How about you go give that pretty necklace to your mama while me and Uncle Dutch talk, Okay Jack?" I request of Jack. He nods his head and runs off to his mama, showing her the necklace of flowers.

"Whats going on Arthur?" Dutch asks.

"Some Pinkerton Agents found me while Jack and I were fishin'." I say. Dutch realizes what I am saying and his eyes fill with worry.

"Goddammit! How did they know we were here? Did they follow you?!" Dutch asks in a panic.

"Don't worry Dutch. We were not followed, I told em' I have not seen y'all in a minute. They obviously didn't believe me, but they did leave. Dutch, we gotta get the hell out of here." I say.

"Do you think they will find us within the next couple hours Arthur?" He asks me. I think about this for a minute before saying,

"I don't think so Dutch. They seemed to be headed back west towards Strawberry and Blackwater. I don't think they will come get us today, but that don't mean that we should take the risk. You know?" I say, almost pleading for him to see my way. He takes notice to this and says,

"Arthur I think we should leave as well. I just think that we can do this whole train heist thing Karen was talkin' about before we do leave." Dutch says carefully. I sigh.

"Goddammit I am gettin' real god damn sick of robbing trains Dutch. I bet you are too." I say to him. He nods.

"I am Arthur. But if this train is as good as it sounds, we can be in Tahiti this time next week." He says.

"Tah-what?" I ask.

"Tahiti, Arthur. Tahiti is a paradise, beaches, palm trees, fruit growing from every plant. Arthur, I am telling you, Tahiti is where we can finally escape the law." Dutch says. It sounds amazing. I would love to go to this Tahiti place, but Dutch has claimed for the past couple of years that we just needed one more big heist and then we would be set.

"You best be right about this Dutch." I say. "Leave some here to pack up as us and our best gunner's do this heist." I say. A reluctant Sean suddenly speaks,

"Aye now, I want to come as well. There is no job to big or small for Sean McGuire. Plus it is an extra gun. Please, King Arthur, let me come." He says teasingly. I let out a groan.

"Sean you are still young. You sure you want to do this?" I ask him, already knowing the answer.

"You are god damn right I am, you best believe I am always ready for a fight." He says in a cocky way. Fuck it.

"Fine, you ride with the gang, I will meet up with y'all after I grab a few things." I say, heading to my tent. I let the flaps fall down, giving me privacy.

I reach under my bed and get my box, and grab a picture of Mary. Every time I go on a heist I take this photo and I put it in a pocket in my leather duster. After all these years I still ain't gotten over her, despite my best efforts to the contrary. I would have given that woman everything. But despite how much I love her, I know that I love the gang more. If I can't have her and the gang... well fuck. I know I need to make a choice. I made one all those years ago, trying to go straight for her. I became a working man and all it did was make me realize how much I love the gang. I get up, and head out.

"Hey English has joined us." Sean says, as I get close to the meeting place. I guess the train is supposed to be coming through here.

"Dutch." I say as I get closer. He comes over to me and we start talking about the plan he has. "Well who is the Bastard we are robbin' anyways?" I ask him.

"Cornwall, again." Dutch responds. I laugh at this.

"You know this Cornwall guy is not gonna be too fond of us when he finds out we have robbed not just one, but two of his trains Dutch." I say slowly. Dutch nods and says,

"I know, I already have a plan for that." He says. But he does not continue on.

"So you ain't gonna tell anyone this plan till we need a plan to get away from him, ain't you?" I ask. He just nods to this.

"Arthur I just need you to have some faith in me. I have a plan, I just need a little god damn faith." He says exasperated.

"Dutch, you know I will stick with you till the very end. You took me in when nobody else would, I just need you to know that I will always have your back." I say. He just chuckles.

"What if that Mary comes back. Saying how much she "Misses" the great Arthur Morgan. The fiercest gunslinger and "Lover" in the west, hmm?" I laugh at this.

"You know Dutch, I do think I still love her. But I do not think I love her as much as I love the gang." I say. He looks at me for a moment before saying,

"Me too pal, me too."

The sound of a train in the distance was getting closer. I look at Dutch, and then pull up my Bandana over my face. It is a new Black one, I had to get a new one after Mr. Downes bleed all over my last one.

"You ready Dutch?" I ask, looking at him. He pulls his bandana over his face.

"I always am Arthur."