"Mommy, mommy, make Jimmy stop, he keeps bullying me!"

Celina groaned and rubbed tiredly at her eyes, "Ryder, please buddy, just let me sleep for five more minutes. James, be nice to your brother!"

The year was 1910, Jimmy was nine years old and Ryder was four, and already resembling Dutch greatly. At the sound of another while from Ryder, she sighed tiredly and sat up in bed. She had been out late last night, much later than she should have been and owed Josiah and his wife great thanks for babysitting for her while she enjoyed her night at the bar with Sadie and Arthur. It wasn't until that moment though that she found herself wishing that she hadn't been out so late.

Celina, Arthur and Sadie had lived in Saint Denis for two years, Celina having only broken off from Dutch completely two years ago. She hadn't forced herself to leave him or move on, no, not at all. Instead, she had left and moved on from Dutch naturally. It was sad to say as of two years ago her feelings for the man had completely run dry on their own, but they had. It turned out that Dutch wasn't the man she had ever thought him to be no matter how hard he tried to change- he couldn't. The news he had relayed to her two years ago regarding his decision to team up with the natives against the government had been the straw to break the camel's back. He couldn't change, he couldn't give her and the boys a safe life and that was what she wanted. That was what she needed and she knew that no matter where they went, Dutch was sure to attract trouble eventually. She couldn't live like that. Hearing about him taming up with the natives two years ago immediately extinguished anything that had been left burning between the two of them.

She hadn't been mad or upset about his decision. She didn't hate or love him, although she did like him. She didn't want him around or gone. He wasn't the man that she believed him to be and her feelings for him were gone. She had no feelings towards the man whom she was once in love with one way or another. The Dutch Van Der Linde who she once loved was dead to her and she was numb to him. So, two years ago, she packed the boys up from where they lived in Strawberry and she, Arthur and Sadie headed out to start a life in Saint Denis. Dutch had been sad to see them go, but she felt nothing towards him. She told him where she was going and that if he could get into the city, he was welcome to visit. Other than that though, they were done and of course Dutch had no legal aid to give him the right to have his children in his possession.

Really, being away from Dutch for those two years opened her eyes to how the world was without him in her life and she liked it. There had been the man or two whom she had taken interest in but nothing ever lasted long term. Dutch had visited a handful of times sine they arrived in Saint Denis, managing to find a way into the city and she always greeted him warmly. He had even met one of the men she had been dating for a bit but nothing but casual friendship remained between the two, really. They both had made their peace with that and enjoyed one another's company when it came around, after all, it had been around four years since they were last a couple together.

Now, there was one thing that the two of them agreed on whole-heartedly, as surely as Ryder was Dutch's son, James was Bill's. Over the last few years he had undeniably started looking more and more like the deceased outlaw. Sadie and Arthur needless to say acknowledged that as well, Arthur giving her crap whenever appropriate- or inappropriate on that fact. Dutch still didn't like that fact any more last week when he had visited than when she had first told him that there was a chance that James could be Bill's.

...

"Dutch," Celina took a dep breath, "You and I... I don't know if you and Karen have a thing now or what but when you went to her, earlier this month.. I saw. I saw the two of you through Sean's window. I was mad, I was devastated. Hell, you didn't wait thirty minutes from the time we broke up to go running to her."

Dutch narrowed his eyes at her skeptically, "What is it you're trying to say?"

Celina took a deep breath and fidgeted with her hands, looking at the floor of the house as she collected her courage, she had told Bill earlier that day about her pregnancy but now it was Dutch's turn to find out and she was sure that this wasn't going to be a fun discussion. She knew that she had to tell him now though because it was hard to tell if Bill would accidentally let the cat out of the bag. If that was the case, then the situation would only be worse and she definitely didn't want Dutch to be the one to confront her on the topic. So, she just told him right then and there as he sat on the couch right where the baby could possibly have been conceived should it be Bill's. She felt an odd sense of satisfaction that Dutch obviously had no idea what had happened on that couch, "I'm pregnant."

His eyes widened in shock and he about choked on his own spit, "You're- you're pregnant? I- I'm going to be a dad?" He looked like he had several different emotions triggered by the news, surprise of course, nervousness and possibly a touch of excitement, "When did you find out?"

She smiled tightly, "A couple weeks now."

"A couple weeks?" His face screwed up in confusion and he looked a bit betrayed, "Why are you just now telling me?"

She licked her lips slowly, assessing the situation. She had to tell him now before he got the chance to find out by any other means. Part of her still held satisfaction as to what she got to truthfully tell him. He had hurt her so many times now was a good one to finally get him back. She knew that he was going to be livid but it was his fault, if he hadn't run off to Karen then she probably wouldn't have run off to Bill... at least not so quickly, "Because, Dutch," She stared into his eyes with a firm expression, "The baby might not be yours."

"What?" The question left his mouth with a cold tone, his the expression on his face dropping to a livid one just as she had known would happen. He spoke slowly, his voice shaking a bit, sounding dangerous and icy, "If I was not the one to get you pregnant, then who would be?"

Celina Bit down on her bottom lip a little harder than she probably should have, causing pain, "Bill."

"Bill." He said it back to her, his voice flat and cold, "You're telling me that Bill may have been the one to get you pregnant?" He stood up from the couch, "Did he force you into this? I'm going to go and have a word with him."

"No!" She reached out and grabbed Dutch's arm to stop him, "No, he didn't force me into anything. I wanted it. I came onto him, it's not his fault so leave him alone."

Dutch stared down at her with hatred and hurt glinting in his dark eyes, "You have got to be kidding me. You're telling me that you went and fucked Bill to get back at me?" His nostrils flared in anger and his face reddened, "What are you trying to get at, letting that drunk into your pants? We may as well just start calling you Abbigail!"

At once, Celina drew her hand back and slapped Dutch across the face, causing him to stagger back slightly at the unexpected impact. She stared up at him, hatred glinting in her own eyes, "That is exactly what I'm telling you, you bastard. On our couch, in our bed, against our walls and guess what?" She hissed at him, "I'm still fucking him and there ain't a damn thing you can do about it. I like him, Dutch, I like him a lot. And if you ever call me Abbigail or imply that I go around sleeping with everyone again, you're going to regret it." Her own face was red, "Now get the hell out of my house and you fucking leave Bill alone."

...

"James, I told you to be nice to your brother." She whined in protest due to the fact that her boys weren't listening to her, she had a headache and she really, truly did not want to get out of bed. Still, she forced herself to because as a mom that's what she had to do. "If I come out there and you two are fighting over something stupid then you're both in trouble." She made her way out of the bedroom and into the living room to see the boys both sitting at the table in the dining room and eating the cereal that James had apparently poured for both of them. She smiled that they both snapped into acceptable behavior upon hearing her threat and went into the kitchen to get her own breakfast, "Glad to see the two of you getting along."

"Mom?" James was looking over his shoulder at her and wiping milk from his mouth with a napkin.

"What buddy?"

"Is dad going to come by this week?"

Celina shrugged as she poured herself some cereal as well, "I don't know buddy." Of course she hadn't told him that Dutch wasn't really his dad- ever. That would have been pointless to tell him the truth about Bill due to the fact of him being dead and gone. Due to the fact that she had confirmation in the boys facial features that he was Bill's son, she had gone as far as to keep all alcohol out of the house and not to allow him witness her drinking. She was raising her boys not to drink just for the sake of James' health in the future as being an alcoholic unfortunately ran in his blood. So, because of that, she couldn't allow herself to be known as a drinker by her sons if she was going to preach against it to them. She walked back into the dining room and sat down at the table with her own breakfast, "Your dad will be by sooner or later if he does decide to show up. You know that he can only come when he can.. his... his job keeps him busy."

"Mommy?"

She smiled and looked over at her younger son, Ryder, "What buddy?"

"Josiah showed us magic."

Celina laughed at that, knowing that the magician who lived in the apartment below them most certainly had dome just that, "Did he now? What did he show you?"

"He did, it was really cool, "James perked up and leaned on the table, completely engaged in the new topic of conversation, "He was pulling birds out of books and a whole lot of cool stuff, levitating things and stuff."

Celina shook her head, "Of course he was, that's what he does and he's awfully good at it. Did I tell you that I once almost became his assistant for the shows he puts on?"

"No," James shook his head, "Why didn't you?"

Celina took a deep breath, "Well, because at the time your dad needed me and I needed him. So, instead of running off and putting on magic shows, I went back and stayed with him to help him with some things. I'm glad that I went back to." She smiled, "If I wouldn't have then I wouldn't have had the two of you."

There was a knock at the door then which did not help Celina's head feel any better, neither did the barking of the brown and white border collie they owned named Sam, "Sam," Celina groaned as she stood up from her seat and made her way to the front door, gently pushing her way past the dog, "Please stop."

She opened the door to see Lenny standing there with a gentle smile, "I come bearing gifts."

He held the bag up a bit, pointedly and she smiled back at him before throwing her arms around him in a hug of greeting, "I was wondering if I was going to see you again, "Come inside," She stepped inside and she shut the door behind him, "I'm glad that I'm awake, had a late night out with Arthur and Sadie."

Lenny laughed, "Yeah, I know how you get when you go out." He emphasized 'out' raising a brow at her in discretion upon seeing the boys staring at him, "I was just passing through the city as I said I would be should I get bored with Rhodes." He chuckled, "Not much really goes on in that little town... besides the occasional outlaw issue. I tell you, this country really has gotten cleaned up."

Celina nodded, "Yeah, I know." She shook her head, "It's actually kind of sad."

"It is," Lenny agreed, "But as least we all got out when we did." He looked over at the boys with a smile, "James, Ryder, these gifts are for you if you want them come and get them."

Celina smiled at the colored man and the size of his big heart, as she teased him, "You said that you come bearing gifts but yet you don't bring me anything?"

Lenny smirked at her as he watched the boys pull the books he had brought them out of the bag, with appreciative smiles on their faces and words of thanks, "Isn't my presence gift to you enough?"

Celina narrowed her eyes at her old friend playfully, "I suppose I'll let it slide this time." She walked into the family room and sat down on the couch with Lenny, Sam following at their heels, "So tell me," She turned to him with a smile, "How has life been? I hardly ever see you."

"I know you don't," He teased, "Not ever since you, Arthur and Sadie ran off to the big city, I never would have thought the three of you would become city folk."

Celina scoffed, "I am hardly city folk." She laughed and shrugged, looking over to Ryder who was already engrossed in one of the new books that Lenny had brought for them, "I don't know." She turned her attention back to her friend, "It's just nice to live somewhere... different. You go t me though, I never thought I would be one to live in a place with so much law but Sadie.. she's my best friend and she loves it here. Didn't really expect her to, but she does. Arthur... is another story but he deals with it for Sadie."

Lenny shook his head, "I'm happy for them, getting married like they did." He hesitated for a moment, "Are you up for going out again tonight?"

Celina took a deep breath, "I don't know, Lenny. I'm just now trying to recover from being out so late last night.. it has been a while since you and I went and did anything though."

"Uh, huh," He nodded, trying to convince her, "It has been and you never know how long I'll stick around so you may want to give in and go out tonight, just for old times sake."

She stared at him for a moment, a smirk making it's way onto her lips, "You, sir are a bad influence."

He raised a brow at her, "Would you really have it any other way?"

She sighed, "I suppose not. We'll see... I'd have to see if Trelawny will be ok with watching the boys again though. I really hate to ask him, he watched them last night and he does have his own family you know."

"I'm sure Josiah would be more than happy to watch James and Ryder, as well behaved as the two of them are? Piece of cake."

Celina laughed, "It is ironic, considering who their dad is."

Lenny laughed as well, looking over at the two boys and knowing very well that they weren't both Dutch's sons, "How is Dutch? Has he been around lately?"

Celina nodded, shifting on the couch in attempt to make herself more comfortable, "He was here last week. His hair is short now.. he looks good. I think he's doing well too, just... you know, he's Dutch.. he does what he can for the boys. I'm happy that he makes an attempt to be a part of their life. We'll always be friends but," She shrugged, "I don't know the details of his personal life, don't really care to know too much."

Lenny nodded, "So you don't know if he has himself a new woman or not?"

Celina shrugged again, "I think he did for a little while but I'm not sure anymore. He probably does, since he's Dutch and well, let's face it, he's a charming s.o.b."

Lenny laughed at her words and shrugged as well, "Well, I'm sure that if he does they have to put up with a lot of crap. It's probably good that you moved on."

"Yeah, I know it is. I don't care if he's seeing anyone really, I've seen a few men in the past years myself. My time with Dutch, it was good at times but it's come to pass. I just hope that he can find someone else to make him happy. As for me, I am thinking that I may just be a single mom for the rest of my life... there's this man I see sometimes named Josh... he's alright, nothing serious but I know that I won't be marrying him."

Lenny nodded once she stopped talking, "I actually have a woman back in Rhodes... she's pregnant." He said it to nonchalantly that Celina wondered for a moment if she had heard him right."

"Did you say that she's pregnant?"

He smiled almost shyly, "Sure did, I'm going to be a dad."

She slapped him on the shoulder excitedly, "Lenny! congratulations! Why didn't you lead with that?"

"Like," He started with a playful, but sarcastic tone, "When I walked in the door?"

She shrugged with a big smile still plastered on her face, "You could have, would have made the whole greeting more interesting."

He laughed and shook his head, "So, is there anything new going on with you?"

Celina scoffed, "No, nothing ever since I made the move here. Who knows, maybe I'll stay here until I get old and die but most likely I'll end up moving out west again eventually. Not soon, exactly. I want the boys to stay in school here, but some day I might head back out that way... Maybe start farming again.." She shrugged, "I don't know... It... I liked that life, I really did like living off the land and farming like we were doing but I'm worried that if I go out there and try to do it again it just might not be enjoyable for me anymore... not after al that happened last time we all tried to live that way. There just might be too many bad memories for me out there living that life. It would make me miss everyone more, you know? Dutch would like it though, he's still out west of Blackwater, it would get the kids closer to him again.. make it easier for him to visit." She shrugged, "I don't know... I may just stay here."

Lenny was quiet for a moment, "So you were out on the town last night?"

Celina nodded, "Well, yeah..." She was confused at the sudden almost hesitant tone to his voice as if her were unsure he should be saying whatever it was that he had to say, "Why?"

Lenny bit the inside of his jaw, "Did you pass by any newspaper stands or hear the recent news?"

"No?" Her brow was furrowed in confusion as to all the questions that he was asking her, "Are you going to tell me why?"

Lenny took a deep breath, "Why don't you go on down to get yourself a paper? I'll stay here with the kids as long as you need me to."

"What?" She laughed nervously, "You're making me kind of nervous, is there something going on? Is it something about Dutch?" She glanced over her shoulder back towards where James and Ryder were sitting to see that they must have gone off to another room. She lowered her vice still though to keep them from hearing what she was asking, Was he captured or killed? Is he set to hang?" She felt a pang in her chest at the thought of the answer to any of those questions being yes. Truly, the thought that Dutch's time as a free mad had come to an end made her feel sick.

To her relief, Lenny shook his head although he still didn't look like he knew what to do or how to feel, let alone what to say to her, "No, it's nothing about Dutch." He kept his voice low as well, "I mean, he could very well be in the paper somewhere.. I don't know but its not about him." He licked his lips, "Just.. just go get a paper. I think it's better that you see it yourself than have me tell you."

She still hesitated for a moment still, staring at him in worry, "What is it Lenny? Please just tell me."

Lenny sighed, "Just go get a paper, woman." He laughed, "Me and your boys will be here waiting for you when you get back. I would have grabbed one for you on my way into the city this morning when the new paper came out but I forgot." He motioned towards the door, "Now go."

Pretty much being kicked out of her own apartment by Lenny who she hadn't seen in at least six months, she huffed, "Ok, fine. I'll go get a paper but I don't see why you can't just tell me what's going on." Seeing Lenny just shake his head, she rolled her eyes at him and made her way out the front door of the apartment.

Making her way down the stairs to the paved Saint Denis ground, there were a million thoughts running through her mind such as why Lenny wouldn't just tell her what was going on. It didn't make much sense to her- not really. Why was it so necessary that she get out of the house and go down to get a paper? It was rediculous and Lenny's behavior about it all was... bizarre to say the least. She hadn't really seen him act like that before. If it wasn't about Dutch, then what or who was it about?

It didn't make sense, none of it made sense and she really hadn't felt like getting out of the house. Of course there was apparently no telling Lenny that. She had half expected for him to force her out the door if she hadn't left when she did. She stuck her hands in the pockets of her jacket before turning down the street and heading out to the newspaper stand. There was a young boy shouting, waving the papers about as he attempted to attract attention, "Get your papers! Get your newspaper! Learn all you need to know about Bill Williamson's gang!"

Celina stopped in her tracks at hearing the words which came from the boys mouth. She felt like her heart had fallen out of her chest and onto the pavement beneath her feet. Her mouth was suddenly dry and the air was thick and hard to breathe. She stared at the boy, picking one foot up and then the other which felt like they were laden with lead. Her whole body felt as if she could hardly move it and her head pounded. She blinked, surely she had misheard the boy, she tried to force a smile upon her face but none came. She cleared her throat as she walked up to him, "Hey," she found that she could hardly speak, hope soared in her heart that maybe Bill really was alive but yet fear crushed her said heart that the Williamson gang had come to be, "Bud, d-did you say... Bill Williamson's gang?"

...

A/N: Hey guys, here's the next chapter, hope you all enjoyed! Really put a lot of thought and effort into this one to determine where the last few years had taken Celina. Anyway, what do you think of this chapter? Please leave me some comments, I miss recieving so many lol. The more the better.

She now knows that Bill is alive and the Williamson gang is in existence! Any thoughts/questions/comments on this? Also, James has been confirmed as Bill's, any predictions?

Disclaimer: I do not own Red Dead Redemption 1 or 2 or anything associated with it.