"Hey, Arthur." Dutch stopped him as he walked by, "Why don't you and Charles head out to find Trelawny, get some information from him regarding those bounty hunters he had mentioned."

Arthur nodded, "Ok, you think it's anything good?"

Dutch shrugged, "I don't see how it couldn't be, he's always got some good information about one thing or another."

Celina perked up as she walked around the corner of the tent, "What're we talking about?"

Arthur looked over at her, "Dutch wants me and Charles to go and find Trelawny, he's finally interested in whatever he can tell us about those bounty hunters."

"Ok, well, I'm going with you guys. I wanna get out of here for a bit." When the look on Dutch's face suggested he was about to object, Celina held up her hand to him, "I'm going, Dutch. It will be ok, I need to get out. Even I need a breather sometimes."

"Ok," Dutch waved her off with a small smile despite himself. Unlike Molly, she wasn't one to hang back from the action but rather chase it. She liked that about her, it was refreshing. However, because of it, he knew he couldn't always get her to stick around when he'd much rather her be keeping him company.

Celina's eyes sparkled with excitement at the thought of going out. Yes, she knew that they'd be doing, rescuing Trelawny, he was an intresting feller... and like again, she really was in the mood to out and seek some action, "I'll go get Charles."

Before Dutch or Arthur said anything more, Celina hurried off in the Native American's direction. She was finally going out to do something for the first time since she had attempted to join on the bank heist the day before. It wasn't a long period of time, not at all but for some reason today she just felt full of energy. Perhaps it was the fact that her faith in Dutch had been restored believing in her heart that he was truly listening to her. She called out to Charles as she came close to him, "Hey, Charles, care to help out Arthur and I?"

Charles shook his head and holstered his gun, having just finished cleaning it before standing to his feet, "Not at all, where are we going?"

She looked back over to Arthur who was approaching in a less excited manner than she had. Arthur had heard Charles' question as he beat Celina to answering him, "Looking for Trelawny. Apparently he has some information on bounty hunters that are trying to bring us in."

"Lets go then." He wiped his hands off on his pants and then with them, started out to the horses.

...

For the most part, the three of them rode in silence, making small talk here and there. Luckily the ride into Rhodes was a long one. Charles finally broke the comfortable silence again, "I've only met Trelawny a couple times, anyways has seemed to be a strange fellow."

Arthur laughed and shook his head, "He's an alright feller. A cockroach in fancy britches, he gets into nooks and crannies the rest of us would never be able to. Hopefully we can find him before he scurries off again."

"So he moves pretty often then?" Celina spoke up, Josiah Trelawny was one of members of the gang who truly fascinated her as there was so little information of him. Sure, she knew she would see him a couple more times from today at the least, he seemed like a likable man. Loyal, unless he was in an absolute dire situation and he would absolutely die if he didn't release information. That's what she had heard and even then, she had him pegged to release the minimum amount of information to save himself from certain death. Other than that, he was a magician, that was clear, a conman... absolutely. But a conjuror? She had her doubts... maybe that tied back to him being a conman. Still, what was his life like when he wasn't with the gang? The world may never know.

"He moves constantly," Arthur confirmed, "Has to, he has quite a few people who aren't his biggest fans."

Again falling into silence, the three of them rode into the town of Rhodes, Celina fighting against the images of what could happen there which were flashing through her mind. Honestly, they made her want to scream... Arthur wasn't the only one who thought of Sean as an annoying little brother.

They made their way back past the church and out to the group of run down shacks. She took in the sight before her, it truly was an awful location... Trelawny hadn't been exaggerating. Arthur voiced his distaste as he dismounted along with Celina and Charles, "This certainly isn't the type of place I expected Trelawny to be staying in... He usually scams his way into the best motel in town."

Celina shrugged, "He did say that no one would come looking for him here."

"That is true."

Charles had a look of disgust on his face at the living conditions, "Still.."

The three of them started towards the caravan which they had pegged Trelawny to be in. Arthur entered first and peered around for him, "Trelawny? You in here?"

Celina felt guilt strike her at the sound of Arthur calling for his friend. He wouldn't find him there, of course he wouldn't. She knew that Trelawny would be ok though, they'd save him, he'd be alright. Charles entered the caravan behind Arthur, his skills immediately being put to use upon seeing the sight before him, "I don't think he's in here, Arthur." He carefully moved past his friend, Celina following Charles inside.

Charles eyes fell upon evidence of Trelawny's struggle first, "Broken glass on the floor." He crouched down to take a closer look, "Blood.." Charles stood back up and pointed to the half-eaten plate of food on the table, "He left in a hurry and there was a struggle. This- this isn't good." He shook his head.

Arthur looked heart-broken in that moment as he walked across the room and peered into the bathroom, "There's no body."

Charles took a deep breath, he clearly had a bad feeling, "No, not yet. If we wait too much longer, that may very well not be the case. We need to track him down. Now."

Readily agreeing to Charles' request, the three of them left the caravan with rather heavy hearts. Although Celina knew he was going to be fine, she felt guilty that she hadn't been straight forward with them from the start. She could trust Charles, there was no doubt about that. Really though, what was the point now? She dismissed the idea. It wouldn't help much, she couldn't quite remember how to get to the cabin he was being held captive in anyway.

"They went that way," Charles gestured into the forest, mounting his beautiful Appoloosa as Celina and Arthur mounted their horses, "Follow me, we'll find him."

They did as they were told without question but when Arthur spoke, he sounded rather discouraged, "They could be fifty miles from here by now."

Charles didn't object, but rather agreed, "They could be... we can follow them that far if that's what you want to do. It all depends on how bad you want to find him."

Arthur grunted before cocking his head to the side and taking a deep breath, "I'm still working that out."

Celina rolled her eyes, she knew better than to believe there was any part of Arthur which would be ok with leaving Trelawny behind.. and if she was wrong? If for some reason Arthur would decide that he didn't care to find him, she would continue to search. Trelawny, it seemed, was too interesting a man to leave in the hands of bounty hunters.

Finally, they reached the small camp of a couple men who she wasn't exactly sure what their role in the world was. Bounty hunters? Maybe. The three of them slowed their horses to a stop under the two campers watchful and weary eyes, dismounting slowly. Arthur spoke without suspicion at first, "Have either of you men seen my friend around here? A strange feller, sort of... formal?"

They both shook their heads, the one on the right side of the tent speaking up, "We've seen a lot of strange folk, but none formal I'm afraid."

Charles stared down at the ground for a moment in thought as he discretely studied the broken walking stick just a bit ahead of him. Finally, the Native made his conclusion, "That's Trelawny's walking stick."

Those were enough to light the fire, as in an instant, the man closest to Charles launched himself at him. Arthur and the other man locked into a fight with one another as well, leaving Celina the odd one out. So, she stood there, feeling a little ridiculous as she watched the for men fight with nothing better to do. She watched Charles and his opponent and then Arthur and his before looking over to Charles again and seeing that he had successfully pinned the one who attacked him. She raised her brows, no one was exaggerating when they said that it was unlikely anyone could overpower Charles.

Once Arthur had his guy knocked out... or possibly dead, he made his way over to Charles and took his place, pinning the exhausted man to the ground, "Where's Trelawny? Tell me you bastard!" When the man didn't respond, Arthur slugged him across the face, "Tell me!" He punched him again and again, "If you don't tell me now, you're going to die." He wrapped his hands around the man's throat, beginning to apply pressure, "Do you understand?!"

The man nodded frantically beneath him, "Yes, yes! Please just don't kill me! He's down at a cabin in the cornfields, down by Braithwaite manor."

Arthur huffed, "Now was that so hard?" He moved off of the guy before kicking him in the side of the head, efficiently knocking him out or maybe even killing him. It was hard to tell and frankly, no one cared to spare the man sprawled across the grass a second thought.

"I know a way to get there pretty quick," Charles mounted his horse and Celina and Arthur got on theirs once again.

"Good," Celina said as they all spurred their horses forwards through the trees, "Something tells me time is definately of the essence."

Almost immediately, they all grew silent amongst one another, each of them having retreated into their thoughts either about what was going on now or what had been going on lately as a whole. Charles looked over at Arthur, "What do you think they want with Trelawny?"

"It could be many things, anything really. What I'm wondering is if whatever it is has anything to do with us."

Charles nodded, "You think he'd talk if it does?"

The other cowboy sucked in a sharp breath, "Of course he'll talk, not because he wants to... but because he values his own life above everything. He doesn't know where we're staying though, not that I think he'd outright hand out that information, at first anyway."

Charles screwed up his face at Arthur's answer, "Why does Dutch even keep him around? He disappears for periods of time without a moments notice."

Arthur shrugged, "He's got his uses. And, well, Dutch looks for loyalty in people."

Charles didn't seem sold on the idea that Trelawny was to be trusted, "I understand that, but is be really loyal?"

"I think he is." Arthur nodded, "He's as loyal as he can be anyway. Definately not disloyal... he's just got a big mouth when it comes to saving himself, I don't think he can help it. I don't think he actually gives out a lot of information either... and when he does let something slip, he let's us know. Usually brings in all kids of useful information." Arthur scratched the back of his neck, "Josiah's a good friend, has been for years now, nothing is ever straight-forward with him though. I'll tell you that. The man seems to be both the luckiest but still fairly unlucky person I've ever come across."

Celina laughed to herself, earning looks of question from both of the men. She shrugged under their gazes, "Just sounds like in interesting guy."

"Oh he is," Arthur chuckled, "He's most certainly interesting."

...

"That looks like it up ahead," Charles gestured to the single cabin which sat surrounded by cornfields outside of Braithwaite manor. They rode closer, and halted the horses at the side of the cabin, staying out of sight of anyone inside.

Quietly, the three of them dismounted and began to walk towards the cabins door only to stop in their tracks when two men emerged, dragging a defeated Trelawny between them. A third man followed behind them, none of them noticing that they had company as of yet. The third man spoke, "Lets go, we need to get him out of here."

"Not so fast if I were you." It was Arthur who spoke, grabbing the attention of the three men who immediately spooked at the sight of him, Charles, and Celina would like to think her as well- and fled.

Arthur groaned and immediately rushed to Trelawny's side who sat up weakly, "My dear boy, am I glad you see you!" Arthur attempted to untie Trelawny but the magician shook his head, "You go and help Charles, I can handle this."

Arthur glanced in the direction Charles had ran after the men in and Celina waved him off herself, "Go after them, I'll stay here with him." Arthur nodded to her in thanks before running off back to the cornfields to meet up with Charles.

Celina knelt down by Trelawny, immediately starting in untying his ankles for him while he worked on getting his hands free, "It's good to see you again, miss Celina."

She laughed, "I wish it were under different circumstances." She studied his broken face for a moment, the thought floating into her mind that he was a rather handsome man, "It seems that both times I've met you, you've been in some sort of trouble." She stood up and extended her hand to him in offer of help once he was untied and he accepted, allowing her to help him to his feet.

"Oh, I find that I am nearly always in trouble, of one sort or another." He allowed her to help him onto the the cabins porch and into the wooden chair out there, "I'm unsure as to exactly what I would do if things were any different."

Celina just laughed and shook her head, leaning on the the railing of the porch, "I have heard quite a bit about you, but then yet hardly at all."

"Is that so?" His British accent was like music to her ears.

"It sure is." She looked over at him, "You seem to be a man of many secrets."

"Oh that I am, he nodded without any hesitation, that I am indeed." He reached a hand up to rake his disheveled hair out of his face, "What ones would you like to uncover?"

Her eyes widened, was he, flirting with her? She shook off the thought and smiled, "Your secrets are yours to keep and I assume even if you acted as if they weren't, what you'd reveal would be falsified anyhow."

Trelawny looked impressed, "Well, it seems you're not an easy woman to fool."

Her mind went back to when Dutch had tried to pull the wool over her eyes the first time he said he'd have the plantation houses left alone and how hard she had tried to tell herself he had been being truthful. She shook her head with a tight smile, "It's easier to do than one may think..." She paused and then said the next thing that came to her mind, "We found your cane, it's ruined though."

The magician seemed care-free, "Oh don't you worry about that silly thing. I don't actually need it."

Her brow furrowed together slightly, who was this man before her really to be so full of nonsense it came to the point he pretended to need a cane? Who exactly was Josiah Trelawny when he wasn't rattling off nonsense and getting into trouble? She wasn't quite sure but she definately wanted to know.

"Ok," Arthur broke her out of her thoughts as he approached with Charles at his side, "Were those three the only ones?"

Trelawny nodded, "They were, I assume they're taken care of?"

Arthur nodded back at him, "All three dead, who were they anyway?"

Josiah sighed, "Bounty hunters."

"What did you tell them?"

The magician stood from his chair and made his way down the steps, Celina behind him. He quickly accepted Arthur's assistance in making his way to a horse previously owned by one of the men who had captured him, "That I was an intellectual, come down from Oregon and looking for a job at the university... clearly, they didn't buy it. Apparently you boys really stirred up a heap of trouble back in Blackwater."

Arthur nodded, "That we did."

...

A/N: And Trelawny's back in the picture, finally! I really love him and it was so much fun to write his first one on one interaction with Celina. You can definately say that she in intrigued by him.

Anyway, I am absolutely interested in reading any and all thoughts from you guys regarding this chapter and the return of Trelawny. In fact, I'm entirely excited to see what you guys have to say that I'm posting this chapter now instead of in the morning. (That would be in about 7 hours for you guys not in Eastern standard time.)

Hope you all enjoyed!

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