Celina looked over at Uncle and Mary-Beth as well as Tilly with a smile as Arthur emerged from the hotel with a rattled but fine Karen, "See? I told you guys that I thought she'd be ok."

"Well of course she was going to be ok." Mary-Beth said once Arthur was in earshot, "We had Arthur to save her."

Just as soon as the words left Mary-Beth's mouth, a man rode up to the group, pointing at Arthur and speaking loudly, "Hey, I saw you in Blackwater!"

Arthur took a deep breath and looked up at the man on horseback, shaking his head, "I'm afraid that ain't possible, I wasn't in Blackwater."

"Yes you were, I saw you!"

Arthur groaned and when he stepped forward, the man took off on his horse, galloping away. Arthur looked back at the others, an irritated look on his face, "I better go take care of this, you all go ahead and head back, I'll catch up to you." At that, Arthur jumped on the back of the nearest horse and took off after the man.

Celina looked over at the group with a small smile on her face once again, it was weird to see past events in history play out but she would be lying if she didn't admit it had to be the coolest thing that had ever happened to her.. or anyone- ever.

Karen, Mary-Beth, Tilly, and Uncle all piled back into the wagon, doing what Arthur said and getting ready to head back to camp. Celina though, simply shook her head when they gestured for her to come along, "I'll catch up with you guys, I know the way back. At the least I'll come back with Arthur but there's some unfinished business I need to take care of here first."

Uncle nodded, "Ok miss, suit yourself." At that, he urged the horses forward and through the town. Celina smiled as she watched him leave, she didn't truly have unfinished business there, how could she? All she wanted to do was be there when the bar fight went down, talk about excitement.

She turned on her heel and walked into the saloon, her eyes immediately landing on Javier and Charles who stood by the bar speaking with two prostitutes that Celina was sure to laugh out loud at upon the events that would follow Arthur trying to speak with them. At least... that's how it went by Arthur's journal.

"Hey boys," Celina walked up to them, trying to hide her amused smirk, "Having some fun I see."

Charles chuckled at the her before running his hand along the dark-haired prostitutes arm, "Well, we're trying."

The red-head cackled unattractively as she leaned into Javier flirtatiously, much to his delight, "This one has been trying very hard." She looked up at him and practically purred, "Haven't you?"

His eyes widened and he nodded, making it hard for Celina to supress a laugh, "Ooh yes, very hard."

At that, Celina found herself having to turn away, putting her hand over her mouth to muffle her laughter. Luckily for the boys, the women either didn't care she was laughing at the interaction before her or didn't notice. Javier though, was another story, staring at her with a look of feigned irritation. She decided to have some fun, after all, it wasn't like she was ruining the boys chances of getting laid.

She shook her head, starring into Javier's dark eyes misceviously and then Charles's before looking to the prostitutes, "I'm sorry if my friends are pushing you into this, neither one of them has been laid in a very long time." She fought to keep a straight face as she saw Javier and Charles's expressions turn worried, "In fact, I walked in on the two of them getting hot and heavy just the other day!"

The women's faces each turned to a mixture of shock, disbelief and amusement as they turned to look up at the men who they had fixed on staying with for the night. Celina tucked her lips into her mouth to keep from laughing and shrugged rather innocently at the glares the men were giving her, "I'm sorry, I just figured that they should know!"

Javier looked like he could strangle her and Charles looked embarrassed, she felt a bit bad for doing that to Charles but Javier's reaction was just gold. He looked down at the red-head, "Do not listen to her, she thinks she's funny, don't you, miss?"

Hearing the threatening tone in the word, 'miss', Celina snickered, "Oh, I think I'm hilarious." At that, she walked away and sat at a table close by, listening to their conversation discretely as she waited on Arthur to make his appearance. She thought bemused that it was probably best she stopped harassing Javier before he actually killed her. That's the company she kept after all, the company of killers fighting for what they believed in- freedom.

That was when Arthur entered the bar, the door of the saloon swinging harshly after he pushed through roughly. Javier wasted no time in waving him over, "Arthur, Arthur, come over here, I want you to meet our friends." He gestured to the prostitutes, making Celina silently snicker again.

Arthur walked over to the four of them, eyeing the ladies up and down, "Pleased to meet you."

The red-head eyed Arthur with intrest, her voice sounding as a seductive coo, "Well aren't you just the tough as teak mountain man?"

The other one spoke then, "Oh be quiet Anastasia, anyone can tell this man right here is a pussyyy cattt." Celina rolled her eyes, they wouldn't be so interested in him here in a minute.

Javier seemed totally enchanted, "Oh he absolutely is a... pussy cat. Isn't that right, Arthur?"

Arthur laughed shortly, "Whatever you say." He eyed the women again with obvious interest, "So, how much do you cost anyway?"

Celina stuck her tongue into the side of her mouth in attempt to contain the laughter she felt building. At once, there was a mutual scoff from the women, the dark haired one voicing her disgust, "That's no way to talk to a lady."

Arthur couldn't help but make a smart retort, "Oh, I didn't know I was talking to a LADY."

That was it, Celina turned her head to see the women stomping off in disbelief and that's precisely when she started laughing, the three men turning their attention to her, irritation clear on their faces but slight amusement in their eyes. Celina stood up and walked over to them, reaching up to throw her arm around Arthur's shoulders, "As a thank you for teaching me how to shoot, maybe I should teach you how to talk to women."

The four of them chuckled, Arthur rolling his eyes. Javier spoke, "I think you should take her up on that, Arthur, you really got a way with the women."

Arthur shook his head as Celina moved her arm from him, "Yea, a regular dandy and charmer." He looked around before asking, "Where's Bill?"

Javier groaned at the thought, "Oh man, I dread to think about it."

As if on cue, Bill bursts through the door, immediately getting up in a guys face and grabbing him by the shirt. It was Charles who spoke as he observed the scene, "Is he about to kiss that guy, or punch him?"

Again, as if on cue, Bill drew his fist back and into his opponents face. Javier laughed, "And we have our answer!"

At once, the entire bar broke out into a fight, Arthur, Javier and Charles quickly throwing themselves into the middle of it. Celina stood back for a moment, not knowing what to do until a man approached her, dangerous intent in his eyes. She cracked her knuckles, starting him down as he approached her, "I would walk away if I were you, buddy."

The man of course, did not do as suggested but instead continued his approach, "What're you going to do about it? Your guys are too busy to protect you."

Celina laughed, "I don't need them to protect me." Just as the man lunged towards her, Celina grabbed a glass beer bottle from the counter of the bar and hit him in the side of the head hard enough to knock him out, break the bottle, and send him falling to the floor.

"Willie!" There was the scared shriek of a woman as she saw the man crumple to the floor and she looked at Celina in hatred, "You bitch!"

Celina smiled smugly and just as the woman reached for her arm, she punched her hard in the center of her stomach, sending her backwards slightly, coughing. To Celina's surprise, the woman didn't back down but rather the injury seemed to fuel her fire. She screamed at her, "I'm gonna kill you!"

At those words, the woman charged forwards, swinging wildly but landing a solid punch here and there. Just as the woman was about to attempt to land another blow, Celina lunged forward, intentionally head-butting her and sending her to the ground.

Straddling her, she took her blonde locks in her hands on either side of her head and smashed her head into the floor, efficiently knocking her out as well. She looked down at the unconscious woman with confidence, her attention taken from her only when she heard slow, heavy footsteps coming down the staircase.

"Tommy, this ain't none of your business, go back upstairs!" One of the men hollered. The large, disgusting man continued down the steps anyway, looking about five times more unappealing than RDR2 had depicted him.

Just as Celina remembered, Tommy barged right into the crowd of fighting men, bee-lining over to where Javier was being ganged up on. Charles yelled out for Arthur to help their friend who immediately made his way over there, hitting the beast named Tommy in the back of his head, efficiently getting his attention off of Javier.

Celina found herself standing there for a moment, just watching as Arthur was picked up and thrown across a table and was able to stand to his feet again and throw a few punches before being thrown out the window.

Everyone else had stopped fighting too at the new scene unfolding before them, many people rushing outside to witness the two full grown men fighting in the muddy road. Celina was amongst them who came out to watch, wanting to see who the victor would be despite knowing Arthur would hand Tommy's head to him on a silver platter.

For anyone who didn't know how the fight would end, it would be pretty intense, a real breath holder. Because of that, she attempted to appear just as scared for Arthur as anyone else who cared about him seemed to be.

The fight was constantly changing as far as who it was who truly had the upper hand, one second it could be Arthur, but then Tommy. Finally, Arthur had Tommy on the ground, punching him repeatedly in his face until he began to loose consciousness. It was a random woman in the crowd who shouted out with fear, "Please stop! You'll kill him, everyone knows who one the fight, stop, please."

That was what brought Arthur to his senses, him landing one final punch on the large man before staggering to his feet and up the steps of the bar, Celina walking right beside him up the steps ready to catch him should he lose his balance.

They were interrupted by a familiar voice, the voice of none other than Trelawny, "Making new friends again I see Arthur."

Dutch chuckled as Celina and Arthur turned around, "Look who I found lurking about, Josiah Trelawny."

Trelawny bowed dramatically, "The very same."

Arthur leaned on the nearest post, smiling at his old friend, "Well I thought you'd gone off to New York."

"And miss all this glamour? You must be joking."

Arthur shook his head, still smiling, "How are you?"

Trelawny's face turned questioning for a second as he realized he didn't recognize Celina. Still, he politely answered Arthur's question before asking one of his own, "Quite well indeed, I went to Blackwater looking for you gentlemen, you're not very popular there it seems." Trelawny turned his attention to Javier, Charles and Bill as they approached, his face lighting up with even more delight, "Ah, Javier and Charles, I missed you... Bill, looking as well as can be. Gentlemen! Always a pleasure."

Dutch chuckled, obviously happy to be in Trelawny's company, "You're right, we ain't too popular in Blackwater."

Arthur attempted to wipe some of the mud from his face, "We left quite a bit of money back there."

Trelawny nodded slowly, "And young Sean, it seems."

Dutch's eyes widened, "Sean, you found him?"

Trelawny nodded again, "Yes, I have. He's being held by some bounty hunters, trying to see how much the government will pay them. I know he's in Blackwater but there's talk of them moving."

Arthur sighed, "If we step in Blackwater, well, we'll be dead men for sure."

Dutch was quiet for a moment, "They'll be Pinkertons all over the place, but... if he's alive, we gotta try."

Arthur took a deep breath before nodding, "Yea, of course."

"It's you they want, Dutch." Trelawny interjected, staring at the leader with concerned eyes.

Dutch huffed in irritation towards the law, "Always is," he went into boss mode then, starting to bark out orders, "Charles, go find out what you can, carefully. Josiah, take Javier. Arthur, go get yourself cleaned up. Celina," He paused for a moment, "You're with me."

Celina was about to say something, acknowledge Dutch's order but Bill cut her off, "What about me?"

Dutch gestured to Bill pointedly, "Exactly, what about you?"

Bill stepped back, looking offended as everyone parted ways as Dutch had instructed, "W-what's that supposed to mean?"

Dutch scoffed again, "Ah, Bill, come on."

Celina couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed, thinking that Bill was going to be riding back to camp with Dutch and herself. Then it hit her, she had been thinking that she wasn't going to be riding back with Dutch in a wagon like she had arrived in... no. She hadn't brought a horse, Dutch and Bill did though, and she definately wasn't riding with Bill. Celina swallowed, watching Dutch mount his horse as he flashed her a charming smile, "Are you coming, miss, or are you going to stand there and gawk at me?"

His voice was teasing but she felt her cheeks flush. She shook her head in denial, "I'm not gawking..." She approached his white steed, accepting his help in mounting the horse and snuggling up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.

Celina was suddenly grateful that she was sitting behind Dutch so he wouldn't see the red tint to her cheeks at their closeness. She tried to block out how firm and toned the man's body was, how he smelt heavenly, of cologne and cigars, a tint of whisky. His jet black hair contrasted beautifully against the shiny red back of his vest, gleaming in the sun. She took a deep breath against him and closed her eyes, fighting off the coming thoughts. He belonged to Molly O'Shea, wether she liked it or not.

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A/N: Ok, there's chapter 8! Really looking forward to what you guys have to say about this chapter! :)

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