"Thanks for helping me pack up." Celina ran her fingers through her hair and looked around the motel room from where she stood, scanning the area for anything of hers which she was forgetting to take.

Trelawny held her dufflecase which was as new as the rest of the things she had bought in Saint Denis, "It's truly not a problem. Now my place, it isn't far from here, just a short walk."

Celina nodded and feeling confident that she had everyhing of hers in the dufflecase, she looked back at him, "You said we have some talking to do."

He nodded and sat her things down, "Do we not? After last night..."

Celina took a deep breath herself and nodded, sitting back down on the bed, she looked up at him, "We probably should talk about it..."

Silence fell between the two of them until Trelawny spoke up again, "We were drunk."

The woman laughed with a nod, "We were very, very drunk."

Trelawny shook his head, "So very drunk. But, my dear, I would be lying if I said I was opposed to it happening again."

She licked her lips and looked down at her hands, fidgeting with them nervously, "I'm in love with Dutch," she made eye contact with him, "But it doesn't matter. I'm done trying to do anything about it... He and I are done."

Trelawny raised a brow, "For now."

She corrected him, "Indefinitely. I can't predict the future but I need to move on with my life. I'm not going to sit around like a broken-hearted little girl and cry over him."

Josiah nodded, "As I can see."

She sighed, "So... I'm willing to... based on the time we had before and after getting drunk yesterday, I feel like I'm willing to see where any of this goes between us. I need to move on, Josiah. If you're ok with helping me do that..."

"Oh most definately my dear, most definately. But to be clear, we are keeping this arrangement between the two of us from reaching Dutch's ears. Am I correct?"

Celina nodded, "If I can help it, that's the plan. I mean, the way the guys caught us this morning I suppose I can't guarantee Dutch isn't going to find out."

"That is true." He picked up the dufflecase again and opened the door for her, "Shall we be on our way my dear?"

Celina smiled and shook her head once again at how proper he was, "Not quite yet."

Trelawny looked back over at her to see her approaching him in a determined manner and he closed the door right before she pushed him against it, crashing her lips back onto his.

Trelawny grabbed a handful of her hair and forced her to tip her head back, keeping his lips fully on hers and his tongue in her mouth. He bit down on her bottom lip and tugged gently before attacking her neck with his lips, biting and sucking until she was practically putty in his hands.

...

"Ok," Celina spoke once her breathing was finally back to normal, "I think we should get going. Checkout has to be within the next few minutes."

Trelawny pushed his hair out of his face and sat up in the bed, his lean, toned body still glistening with sweat, "If it's not passed."

Celina sat up as well and got out of bed, picking up her articles of clothing from the floor, "It may have."

The two of them after clothing themselves once more, made their way downstairs and checked out of the motel. It wasn't until they stepped outside and were half way to Josiah's apartment that she felt her heart sink into her stomach. Of all people he was there, what was he doing there? Celina closed her eyes knowing that he had seen her due to the fact he was now heading in their direction. She swallowed and opened her eyes slowly, "D-Dutch."

Dutch's eyes seemed to sparkle with happiness upon being able to locate her, "Celina," he then looked over at Trelawny who was standing next to her, "Josiah, if you wouldn't mind giving the two of us a moment alone."

Trelawny looked over to Celina for approval and seeing her nod slightly, he dipped his own head, "Certainly, Dutch." The magician walked off a good distance, trying to remove himself from obvious earshot.

Celina watched him walk away before allowing Dutch to lead her a bit in the opposite direction. When they stopped and Dutch turned to face her, Celina raised her hand and backhanded him across the face harshly, "How dare you."

Dutch raised his hand to his cheek, trying to dull the intense sting by putting pressure on it, "I probably deserved that."

"No." Celina spat out, "You do deserve that. There's no probably about it. What are you doing here, Dutch?" She was practically livid, who was he coming here?

Dutch opened his mouth before he knew what to say, "I miss you."

"Oh, do you?" She clapped sarcastically, "Good for you, Dutch. You possess the ability to care. What happened? Molly finally leave you too?"

"No," he swallowed, this conversation wasn't going the way he had planned it on his ride there, "She didn't. We didn't... don't, I-" he sighed, "It was only a kiss, Celina. We haven't done anything more. I won't."

Celina stared at him for a moment in surprise, she hadn't expected him to say that. Was he telling the truth? She felt like he was. She once again felt guilty but forced herself to push the thought aside, she needed to stand her ground, "How am I supposed to believe that?"

The look on his face was if she had slapped him again, "What is that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know if I can trust you, Dutch. As much as I love you." She licked her lips and looked around Dutch to see Trelawny standing in the distance, watching them. He was undoubtedly trying to eavesdrop, "How does it feel? Huh?" She made eye contact with Dutch, "To know that you aren't trusted by me?" She laughed humorlessly, "Tell me, Dutch. How does that make you feel? I can almost guarantee you that you made me feel ten times worse because unlike you, I actually have a heart. Unlike you, I wasn't guilty in the slightest."

Dutch didn't break eye contact and she could have sworn that she saw sincerity in his dark eyes, "I am sorry. I don't know what you want me to say."

His apology was more than enough to pull on her heartstrings, once again, she felt herself start to cry. She wiped at her tears quickly, "How could you do this to me, Dutch? All of this between you, Micah and I and then Molly as well?! You may as well have been cheating on me with Molly and Micah."

Dutch put his hand up to stop her, "I would never do that." Apparently the cheating with Micah comment wasn't something he felt he needed to address, "I never cheated on you with no one."

Celina shook her head in disbelief, in that moment, his terrible grammar was really irritating her. Everything about him was irritating her, "You kissed her, Dutch and you chose Micah over me."

"It was only a kiss."

Celina nodded, "And did it only happen once?" Dutch was quiet for a moment and that was all the confirmation Celina needed, "So it wasn't the only time. You had been kissing her and getting cozy with her behind my back." Dutch looked uncomfortable and she continued, pointing a firm, accusing finger at him, "Cheating doesn't just mean sex, Dutch. You cheated on me."

Dutch's eyes widened, "I thought we were done. Celina-"

"How exactly did you think we were done?" She was beat red, this time from anger rather than embarrassment, "How long have you been going behind my back?"

Dutch's eyes widened somewhat and he looked at the ground briefly before looking back at her, "Since we got in that fight about Micah saying you ordered the attack on the Grays and Braithwaites."

"So your argument in invalid." Her voice was suddenly emotionless, surprising even herself, "I told you that we weren't done back then when you got back home from shooting the Braithwaites to hell. We didn't break up Dutch. You know what? Get out of my sight."

Dutch's brows furrowed as if he took offense to her demand, "Get out of your sight?" He stepped forwards, "You're making a mistake, you need to come home. Please, I came here to fix things with you. I was wrong, I admit. I should have never treated you the way I did. I regret that. If you could give me another chance. Molly and I are done, and as for Micah, if you-"

Celina cut him off, her eyes full of tears once again, "I'm not going to keep putting myself through all of this heartache for you, Dutch. You and I, we're the ones who are done. You're juat saying what you think I want to hear you say but too little, too late."

Dutch set his jaw, his dark eyes were pleading, "Please."

Celina lifted a shaky hand to the side of his face and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and inhaling his scent. She felt as if looking at him would be too much for her to handle. She couldn't just give into him again, she couldn't. She may not ever. She did force herself to open her eyes and look at him though, "I can't do this, Dutch. I can't fight against Molly and Micah for you. I'm done. I can't have you not trusting me."

Dutch hung his head, "I- I'm sorry."

She smiled sadly, "Is Micah still at camp?" After Dutch nodded, Celina took a step back, "If you were sorry, he would be gone."

Dutch took her hand in his own, "I can't do that. I can't just kick him out when I don't believe he's done anything wrong."

Celina nodded, fighting the urge to scream and took a step back from him, "Then I'm sorry too."

...

"Ah, there you are, dear boy." Celina smiled at Trelawny's greeting to Arthur from where she stood at the magicians side. She was looking forward to the boat heist, it was going to be fun.

Trelawny, over the last couple days had been doing his best to get information out of her regarding her tattoos. Of course he had seen them all clearly considering how much time they spent naked together. He was very curious to say the least but Celina had so far refused to reveal the truth about what they were to him. Again, not out of distrust in the slightest, but simply because he had a big mouth. And over the last couple days, not only had be been nosy about them, but he had been a true gentleman and made her happy, despite the fact that she continuously went in and out of depression caused by Dutch.

Celina beamed at Arthur as he approached, "He's going to make you wear a suit."

Arthur looked like he was already starting to regret his decision to show up, "Why?"

Trelawny gestured to him as if that was an answer enough, "You can't play at the tables of a Lannahechee river boat looking like that."

The outlaw actually seemed surprised, "You can't?"

Trelawny shook his head with a small smile, "Not if you want to fit in so that no one will notice you're there to rob the place." He began walking in the direction of the Tailor, his right arm wrapped around Celina's waist as she walked alongside him. He gestured to Arthur to follow, "Common, we're going to get you fixed up so fine that no one will notice a thing."

Celina laughed when she heard Arthur groan as he followed them. He could be such a kid sometimes. They entered the Tailors shop, Celina feeling as if they were forcing Arthur into things against his will.

Trelawny walked up to the man behind the counter and greeted him warmly, "Hello there good sir, if you would, please fix my friend up here in the dandiest suit you've got. He has an important poker match to attend later on." He turned around and directed Arthur who reluctantly complied towards the counter.

Trelawny walked away from the two men and sat down in the waiting area beside Celina, "Our boy is going to be looking quite fine before the day grows much older."

Celina nodded and sat back comfortably in her chair, "So, what's your plan to get off the boat if and when this gets ugly?"

Trelawny stared ahead, watching as Arthur disappeared into a changing room worth the suit the tailor had given him, "If it comes to that, I'm sure we'll figure ourselves a way out."

Celina rolled her eyes but smiled anyway, she couldn't help but to smile at the magician, "You never think things through. Do you?"

"Not at all, my dear. You've got to worry about the moment at hand and not so much after."

She definately disagreed but couldn't help but to laugh at him. She gestured to Arthur when he came out of the dressing room, short hair messy from changing his clothes, "Well, he definately don't look like an outlaw in that."

"Which is exactly what we need." Trelawny stood to his feet and called out to Arthur, "That's the one, my boy." He walked up to the counter and said something to the man working it which apparently allowed the three of them to walk out with the new suit without any of them paying a thing.

Celina looked back at the man behind the counter almost suspiciously before heading out the door with the men. She shook her head at Josiah, "How did you get that suit for free?"

"Oh, I have my ways about me." He winked at her, "A magician never reveals his secrets."

The woman rolled her eyes for what felt like the fiftieth time that day alone and scoffed under her breath, "You don't say."

"I do say." Trelawny quipped back at her naturally, a quip that she couldn't keep from laughing out loud at. He then directed his attention to Arthur, "Now, Arthur, off to the barber we go and then we'll meet the crew at the doc out by the boat."

Arthur groaned again in distaste towards all he was going through just to pull off a heist but nodded, "So, what have the two of you been up to the last few days? Besides," he held up his hand, "The obvious."

Celina shrugged, "Really not much, getting into trouble, thinking about getting into trouble and just living minute by minute."

Arthur nodded as they continued the walk to the barber's, "So you're doing alright then."

"Oh, of course."

They entered the barber shop, Trelawny immediately flagging down the barber, "Please, sir, make this boy here into a prince. He's got some truly important matters to attend to. He's due to a high ranks poker game."

"Certainly." The barber approached the chair as Arthur sat down in it and started combing through his dirty-blonde locks.

Celina looked over at Josiah with a small smile of amusement. It didn't take someone who knew Arthur to pick up on the fact he hated what he was currently being put through so much. The two of them again took a seat in the waiting area, Trelawny's hand resting gently on her knee. The woman yawned and Josiah looked over at her with a raised brow, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

The woman smirked and slapped his hand playfully, keeping her voice low, "You know I didn't. You're exactly the reason why if I'm remembering correctly."

Trelawny smiled mischeviously, "Are you going to come aboard the boat with me?"

She nodded in a manner that suggested the answer to that was obvious, "Well yeah, who would I be not to? I haven't been on a boat before."

"Is that so?" He glanced over at Arthur who still wasn't quite done with his hair cut, "Well, it seems that this will be quite the experience for you in that case."

...

Arthur was finally done with this haircut and he truly did look dashing in his suit but not at all comfortable in it. Trelawny led them outside and to the carriage that awaited them. Celina wished for a moment that it was only she and Trelawny who were going to be transported in it thinking it to be quite beautiful and that it would make for quite the charming experience.

Arthur on the other hand, didn't seem so impressed, "Seriously? A carriage? Isn't this a bit much?"

"Not at all, my boy. Go on now, climb up there," he gestured to the carriage and Arthur complied reluctantly. Trelawny then approached the carriage himself and took Celina's hand in his, providing her help in climbing into the carriage if needed.

Celina let go of his hand as she sat down, fixing her red dress once she was comfortable which matched Trelawny's tie. She scooted close to Arthur to allow room for the magician on the opposite side of her and scooted closer to him once he was sat down beside her.

"So," Arthur asked as they started forwards, "What exactly is the plan once we get aboard?"

"Well, you will be introduced as a very wealthy oil man with a skilled hand at poker, getting you into the highest ranking of games." Trelawny seemed so sure of himself, so confident and collected as usual.

"Ok, and what money am I playing with exactly?"

Trelawny waved him off, "Don't worry about it, just be assured you are covered no matter how expensive this game gets. Hosea will be there handing out the cards, just watch him and you will be fine."

Arthur pointed at the driver, "Is he ok with all of this?"

Trelawny nodded, "Absolutely, he and I go way back."

"So," Celina licked her lips, "How it's set up, "Javier will be a guard aboard the boat and he will ensure you are able to get back into the safes which is where many of the competitors keep their funds."

Arthur fidgetted nervously with his hands, "This seems risky, like there's a lot of room for things to go wrong. How will Hosea know which cards I have?"

"Just trust him," Trelawny did not seem concerned in the least, "As long as everyone keeps a level head this should go smoothly."

Celina couldn't help but to laugh, knowing that this heist was most certainly not going to go smoothly. It would be ok though, she was sure that none of the gang would be killed... at least they shouldn't be. She only hoped replacing Strauss with Hosea wouldn't mess anything up.

Finally the carriage came to a stop at the doc and Celina leaned over and pressed a kiss to Trelawny's lips before he climbed down from the carriage. She followed him to the ground, accepting his help as usual. She didn't need it at all, but it was too sweet and sincere of an offer too pass up at any point.

Arthur hopped down off his side of the carriage and the three of them regrouped over where Javier and Hosea stood waiting for them. Celina felt her heart falter once again when she realized that Dutch was also posing as a guard. She made eye contact with the man who had broken her heart before looking back over to Trelawny, "You didn't tell me he was going to be here."

The magician looked truly as surprised as she felt, "I did not know, my dear. I would have never brought you along."

Dutch said nothing from the distance he stood away from them, not breaking his act as a stranger to the group but the eye contact was intense. So intense that for a second, Celina wondered how she could even move under his stare.

"Good evening gentlemen," Trelawny gave a small curtsy in getting, "Today I present to you my good friend Arthur Callahan, he's traveled out here specifically for the poker games aboard this fine boat today. Comes from a long line of wonderfully rich oil men and is ready to take some risks."

Arthur greeted Javier and Hosea with a polite smile and then Trelawny gestured to Celina, "And this fine lady here is my wife, Mrs. Celina Trelawny. We've come along with Arthur only for the luxuries this event will offer."

Celina did her best not to seem surprised at Trelawny introducing her as his wife, he hadn't indicated he was going to do such a thing before. She managed to act the part though, nodding politely at Javier and Hosea with a smile, "We look forward to the night ahead." She couldn't help but to catch Dutch's gaze once more out of the corner of her eye. He did not look happy. Of course he didn't look happy, Trelawny had just introduced her as his wife and she had went along with it without a seconds hesitation.

"Very well then," Javier turned on his heel and began to lead them up the ramp into the boat, "Follow me."

Celina, Trelawny, Arthur, Hosea and even Dutch followed at Javier's request. Celina found it hilarious how smoothly they had all played their parts and snuck aboard the ship undetected. Trelawny was definately an intelligent man, Hosea too, putting the heist together as they had. So far, anyway... it hadn't gotten messy yet.

Arthur immediately separated from Celina and Trelawny, following Hosea over to the poker tables. Javier broke off from them and went off to continue guarding another portion of the boat. Dutch however, was nowhere to be seen no matter where she looked. Trelawny caught her looking for him, "You're worried whether or not he's watching, aren't you?"

Celina shook her head, "No, not worried. I really don't care, I just am confused as to where he went. I thought he was right behind us."

Trelawny looked around himself as well, "I'm sure he is somewhere doing something to the likes of himself, my dear. No need to waste time wondering about his whereabouts."

Celina sighed with another nod, she was glad she had Josiah to keep her from overthinking about Dutch from time to time. She placed another kiss on his lips before grabbing his hand and dragging him out to the left of the boat where some people were dancing to the soft music and conversing amongst themselves, "Do you want to dance?"

Trelawny nodded, taking the lead in heading over there, "Do I ever."

They found a spot in the crowd then Trelawny holding Celina close to him as they danced to the slow music, his arms around her waist and her arms draped comfortably over his neck.

Trelawny kept his gaze focused on the poker table which Arthur sat at, ready to leave at the first sight of trouble. Celina however, was scoping out the people, her eyes fixated on a woman who wore an elegant string of pearls around her neck. She whispered up to Josiah, "That woman, to my right... that necklace would be a good take."

Trelawny looked over in the direction of the woman she indicated, "That would be a wonderful take indeed. Very high quality."

"So, what do you think?" She did her best not to be noticed looking at her, "Should we move in on it?"

"We wait," Trelawny picked up the pace he danced when the music quickened, Celina matching the change, "We don't want to take a chance of the poker match ending early. That would ruin everything."

Celina nodded, understanding of the situation at hand although she was a bit disappointed. Those pearls would get them so much closer to leaving than if they didn't have them. It was then that Dutch finally caught her eye again, he was staring at them through the crowd. She took a deep breath and when the song was over, backed away from Trelawny, "Dutch is staring. I'm going to go see what he wants."

Trelawny raised a brow, at her, not quite understanding why she felt the need to speak with Dutch after their conversation which he overheard from a couple days ago but he nodded nonetheless, "Do as you must."

Celina parted from him and made her way through the crowd over to where Dutch was standing. She didn't address him by his name just for the sake of discretion, "What's your problem?"

Dutch gestured to Trelawny, "What are you doing, pretending to be in love with him, pretending to be his wife?"

Celina shook her head, "Who are you to demand answers like that from me? It does not concern you. I told you that I'm moving on with my life and he's helping me to do just that. I'm sure you have Molly helping you so screw off."

Dutch looked defeated at her words, a look so sincere that she almost felt bad for him, almost. She immediately threw her walls back up again though, she couldn't allow him to keep hurting her and she feared that was exactly what he would do. He was Dutch, that's what he did... intentionally or not. He tipped his hat down, trying to keep his identity from being too obvious. He was going to say it, he had to say it, "I love you." His voice cracked and Celina had to divert her gaze from his to hide the fact that she had instantly teared up.

She licked her lips, feeling them suddenly go dry. Heck, it felt as if her entire mouth had finally gone dry. She finally mustered the courage to make eye contact with him again and told God's honest truth, "I love you too, you know that. I'll always love you... even Josiah knows that. However, I cannot... will not be with you, Dutch." She kept her voice low, "It is too much. I just, I can't. I hope some day you can understand... some day maybe things will be different." A few tears slipped from her eyes and rolled down her face, "For now though, and indefinitely, I am leaving with Josiah and I'm going to give whatever is going on between he and I an honest shot."

The expression on Dutch's face was one of a heartbroken man and she almost hated herself for being the one to cause that emotion to surface in him, "You can't." His voice was aurhoritive and she was sure if they weren't currently on a heist, his reaction would be a lot worse. "Y- you're really leaving me?"

Celina nodded and took another deep breath, she was doing what she had to do for herself. She couldn't stick around just to make Dutch happy, not after all he had put her through. She wasn't even completely sure that he trusted her and if he didn't, things would never get better between the two of them anyway.

"Yes," she clarified, keeping her voice firm although she felt anything but calm and collected, "Yes, I am."

...

A/N: Long chapter guys! Really loved writing this one as we can finally see Dutch starting to feel bad and trying to keep her from leaving him. It doesn't seem to be working though. Does he deserve it? I think so...

Anyway, thoughts on Celina/Trelawny? I really feel like there's chemistry/ a connection there. Lol, I had to write the part of Trelawny introducing her as his wife. So... what do you think of the chapter as a whole?

And yes, I know that Trelawny is married in the game but he's not married in this story...

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