Chester came in the stable to play matching dimes with Moss Grimmick. They were setting up when a man came in with his horse.

"Well, hello Sheriff Hill. Moss this is Jim Hill from Amarillo wasn't it?"

"Yes you the owner here? I need a stall for my horse."

"That stall on the right's empty. Cost you $3 a day."

"Sounds reasonable to me. Marshall Dillon heard anything of Dan Grat yet Chester."

"Not yet but he's sure too soon. You got somewhere to stay yet?"

"Nope see to my horse first."

"Try the Dodge House they're $3 a day or the Acme rooms are $1 a day."

"Reckon as how I'll go to the Acme rooms Sheriff's pay don't get you very much."

Chester and Moss finished their game of matching dimes then both had to get back to work. It was much later that Buck heard gunshots his pricked he turned his head expecting to see Matt coming for him. There was no sign of him instinctively knowing something awful had happened he stamped his feet and yanked at his lead rope. Moss noticed that Buck was nervous normally he stood placid in his stall. He went to him trying to calm him.

"Easy Buck easy."

A cowboy coming to get his horse came over to help Moss.

"He always like this?"

"No normally he stands quietly for some reason those gunshots unnerved him. Do you know what happened?"

"A sheriff tried to arrest a man called Dan Grat. He out drew him."

"Sheriff Hill huh?"

"Yeah. Marshal Dillon tried to arrest him for resisting arrest. I can't believe it but he out drew him I've never seen anyone as fast."

"Matt's dead?"

"No but he's hurt real bad Doc's working on him now. I sure hope the marshal can pull through we need him."

Moss nodded Buck stopped pulling at his tether as heard that Matt wasn't dead. Chester came in just then.

"How's Matt?"

"You heard?" Moss nodded. "Mister Dillon's going to recover I don't want to think of Dodge without him."

"No one does Chester. What about this Dan Grat?"

"Well I wondered if he'd brought his horse here."

"No but he could have left it at the blacksmith's. I'd leave it for now Chester you can't do anything about it."

Chester nodded and left saying that he should be at the jail in case something happened.

Matt came into the stables a week later with Doc and Chester he ran a hand over Buck's neck. Buck reacted against his usual taciturn nature he rubbed his head against Matt's chest.

"Careful old son you'll ruin Doc's hard work."

"Matt you're ready to take on the duties as Marshal again but not to take on Dan Grat."

"Chester find out where Dan Grat is I'll be in the office."

Matt left with a parting pat to Buck's shoulder. He could hear Doc remonstrating with Matt as they left. Buck knew one thing Matt would go his own way so he wasn't surprised when he heard a gunshot. An hour later Matt came back to the stable to reassure Buck