Celina sat down on a log by the camp fire which Bill was sitting at alone and looking rather lost in his thought. For the time being, she was letting Arthur deal with the fact that Dutch seemed convinced they needed to make noise in order to leave the country. Of course she didn't believe that they should get the natives involved in order to draw attention away from themselves but that hadn't come up quite yet so for now, she felt like it would be best to just let it slide. Heck, even the bridge that she knew Dutch may come up with the idea of blowing up seemed like a stupid idea to her. She figured that at the point they were at they should just travel for a bit, get to a quitter location and then work on getting out to Tahiti. That, she would talk to Dutch about later, the idea seemed as good as any.

Celina finally said something to Bill, "Hey, Bill, are we..." She felt like she could talk openly to him as everyone else was doing one thing or another and she doubted anyone was paying attention, "Are we ok? After.. you know." She fidgeted with her hands almost awkwardly and looked down at the ground, "After what happened with me out by the river after the cabin, I just feel like we haven't spoken since and that was about a week ago."

"That's cause we haven't." Bill took another drink of his whisky.

Celina nodded and sat up straighter, "So what's going on?"

Bill sat the glass bottle down and fixed her with a hard stare, what was he supposed to say? That he could hardly stand being around her sometimes due to the fact that he was loyal to Dutch and she was too and it was all just... it was all just stupid, "Do you know why I'm loyal to Dutch?" There, that was a good start. Wasn't it?

"Well, I suppose I don't know the story if that's what you're asking."

Bill waited for a minute to proceed further with the conversation, it was a long enough pause that Celina for a second was uncertain if he was going to say anything else. He let out a grunt, "Dutch... he.." Bill shook his head and thought for another second of how he wanted to phrase what he had to say, "Dutch found me shortly after my time in the army had come to an end. I... well, I were in a real bad place at the time..." Bill gestured to her, doing his best to keep his eyes on her face, "Kinda like you were when I found you by the river, real close to it. I had almost... a few times." Bill shook his head, "That's why I told you that you didn't really want to do it.. I" He changed the direction of his sentence, "When Dutch came across me, I was drunk, real drunk and, well, I tried to rob him. Tried. You know, Dutch- well Dutch just laughed at me, and I was so mad that I coulda put a bullet in him right then and there. You know what though?" Bill perked up a little, "He managed to cheer me up, and he gave my life purpose. Dutch Van Der Linde saved me twelve years ago and to this very day, he did and I will be forever in his debt. So when I say I'm loyal to Dutch, I mean it. When I say I have faith in him, I mean it, he will get you through, he gets me through and he'll get all of us through."

Bill took another drink of the whisky he had sitting at his feet, "I guess what I'm trying to say is I couldn't envision a future where I would be disloyal to Dutch and if I ever were." Bill took yet another swig, "If I ever were, I suppose I would have to have a damn good reason and then more."

Celina stared at him for a moment in silence, not quite understanding what Bill's point was in telling her what he had no matter how heartwarming it was to hear him explain his loyalty to Dutch. She licked her lips slowly trying to assess how that tied into whether he two of them were ok or not, "It's good that you care about Dutch so much, Bill. I'm sorry you had to go through all you've had to."

Bill nodded, "I'm not stupid, you know? I may not be as smart as Dutch or Hosea but I ain't stupid. I notice things and I bring in just as much for the gang as everyone else. I," He pointed a finger at his head, "I know things and I," He put his hand over his heart, "I feel things."

"Well of course you do, you're human as the rest of us.." She wasn't too sure of what to say after that, the conversation still not making a whole lot of sense to her, "What exactly are you trying to say though, Bill? I don't think I und-"

"Well miss Celina, there you are my dear! I've only just arrived and already I've been told of you nearly being shot to death. How are you?"

Celina looked over in the direction of the way too familiar British accent of Josiah Trelawny with a smile and stood up before drawing him into a hug, "I've been better but I'm working on recovering, how are you?"

"Oh fine, I suppose," They pulled away from one another and he smiled kindly at her, "It took me a bit to find the lot of you but here I am and I hear that the gang is about to run off to some tropical paradise?"

Celina nodded, "Tahiti I think as long as everything goes according to plan."

"Tahiti.. I cannot say that I know much of it." He looked over to Bill who had set his attention back on his whisky, "Mr. Williamson, would you mind if I borrowed this fine lass for just a moment?"

Bill looked over at them and gave a curt nod but Celina hesitated and looked back to Josiah, "Actually, Josiah, can I catch back up with you in a minute? We were actually in the middle of a conversation."

Trelawny nodded and was about to verbally agree but Bill waved dismissively at the two of them before he could say anything, "The two of you are fine, I'm going to enjoy my drink in peace."

Celina half frowned at his words but walked away with Trelawny regardless, seeing that it seemed the mood for Bill Williamson to be talkative had been ruined already and he wasn't a guy she thought that she could just hang around until he decided to talk and get good results, "Well, I think we're going to be headed out there in a day or so. To be honest, I don't really know too much of it either but that it's a tropical paradise, better that Australia and Dutch is absolutely obsessed with it."

"Sounds interesting my dear." Trelawny adjusted the collar of his suit, "And you and Dutch, how are the two of you?"

Celina took a deep breath, "We've actually been pretty good ever since I went back to camp. I think our short break was what we both needed in order to realize how things are and how we feel." They had walked into the woods just outside of camp, keeping their voices low enough so that they wouldn't be overheard, "Are you sure you really want to talk about this?"

The magician nodded without hesitation, "I think it can be agreed that how we feel for one another is platonic with the exception of our short burst of fun with one another. No hard feelings here."

Celina let out a sight of relief, "Good, I feel the same way." She laughed shortly, "No need to make anything awkward then."

"Oh heavens no," he waved her off, "So, about you and Dutch?"

"He's been a lot better." Celina smiled and pulled the ring out from where it was tucked into her shirt on a chain around her neck, "He gave me this when I got back."

Trelawny stopped walking to take a look at the item, "Very nice indeed."

She nodded and tucked it back into her shirt again in order to ensure nothing would happen to it, "I love him, Josiah... I really do and always have and I really believe he loves me too. We're working on fixing things, Dutch and I.. it's just, it's not real easy to worry about a relationship right now and it will be until we're free."

Josiah nodded, "I definitely see the logic in that. You know though, Celina, with the law searching for the lot of you the way they are, it is going to be hard to get to a ship it that can take you over seas and to a specific place like Tahiti nonetheless."

"Yeah," She raked her hands though her hair and tugged slightly, "I think we can do it though if we lie low now and play our cards right."

"Well I would hope."

"So you're coming with us too then?"

"I'm not completely against considering it... But odds are I will not." Josiah gestured to the cane which Celina was leaning on, "So I see you're the one with the cane now, how things change."

Celina rolled her eyes at him, "But the difference is that I actually need it and you just had yours for show."

Trelawny smiled, "Be as it may. Could I?" He reached for her cane and Celina nodded and let go of it, allowing him to take it from her. He raised the cane as if he were inspecting it, "If it's a show that you would like, I do believe I'm just the man for that task." He let go of the cane and rested his hands underneath it as it levitated horizontally in the air a few inches above his hands, raising it up further and further only to bring it back down gradually.

Celina watched as he did the trick with wide eyes, "I will never understand how it is that you do things like that."

He laughed and handed the cane back to her, "A magician never reveals his secrets my dear, you remember that."

"So, how about you?" She asked as she resumed leaning on the cane, her stomach was hurting her quite bad from all of the activity she had put it through in that day, "Are you seeing anyone?"

"Well," Trelawny started, "That is rather a funny question, is it not?"

She eyed him in amusement wondering just why he was approaching the question in the way he was, "No, I happen to think of it as a rather cut and dry question actually. So.. are you or aren't you? I'm really curious now."

"So, I may be getting married."

Celina's eyes widened drastically, "Married?! It's not been a full week since we were together."

"I know," Trelawny shrugged, "It is quite rushed but not so much when the woman you're marrying is your former spouse."

"Former spouse? Wait, what?"

Trelawny sighed, "When I told you I had no family, it was..." He searched for a wording that wouldn't get him into trouble with the woman before him, "It was true, partially... in a way it was true because I was separated from my family. Divorced from my wife and she had taken our two sons."

Celina could hardly believe what she was hearing but had to remind herself that she was talking to Josiah Trelawny, the man who was better at keeping secrets than anyone else she had ever come to know. She shook her head as she tried to wrap her mind around what he was telling her, "Well, I suppose it's a good thing that I left you then."

Trelawny nodded slightly, seeming rater shamed of himself, "Yes, I would have to agree with that dear. I'll agree with that that is as long as agreeing will not get me into any trouble with you."

Celina laughed and raised her free hand palm up towards the sky, "I suppose there is no need for you to even consider going to Tahiti in that case then, is there?" She wasn't mad at him, not at all but she didn't really understand why he had to feel so secretive towards her... although on the other hand it wasn't as if she weren't secretive towards him as well.

The magician changed the subject, "Part of the reason I have come here was to let you in on some information I've managed to aquire."

"What? Information?"

"Yes, indeed... Information on how you managed to be transported here from the year of 2018."

"Wait," she looked at him suspiciously, "What do you mean? How do you know about that?" There was no point in denying it, not any more, not when he knew exactly what year she was really from.

"I am friends with several witches, my dear." Trelawny dipped his head slightly, "You can't tell me that you won't believe that's the case when I am the most legitimate magician you have probably ever laid your eyes on."

"Witches?" She shook her head, "Trelawny, if this is one of your cons..."

He shook his head, the look in his green eyes nothing but sincere, "Do you want to know the truth about how you came here or not? I don't mean to be rude so forgive me but I happen to think the information I have is quite interesting and the only way you'll find out to my knowledge is from me or one of the high witches up in the Grizzlies." Celina laughed and turned on her heel to walk away but Trelawny kept trying to catch her intrest, "Do you really think I would forget about the tattoos you revealed to me in bed?"

She spun back around on her heel to face him again, holding her finger to her lips in attempt to get him to lower his voice, "If you let Dutch hear you say that he just might kill you." She took a deep breath, did she really want him to give her the details of how she came to be there? What if she didn't like the truth? How had he even found these things out? The man looked sincere, truly sincere and she highly doubted he would ever try to hurt her intentionally... what he wanted to tell her had to be the truth, didn't it?

"Ok," she gave in, she knew that if he didn't tell her now she would be unable to sleep until he did so, "Go ahead and tell me, but you have to start with educating me about these 'high witches'. Really, they don't sound believable to me at all."

"You don't have to believe me if you don't want to." He shrugged, "What I happened to find out just struck my interest for rather obvious reasons. Time travelling doesn't happen every day and apparently it never will again. The magician gently grabbed her by her arm and began yo lead her away from the camp so that they were well out of earshot of everyone in it, "I am good friends with those witches, I've known them for several years and have actually aided them as a conjuror once or twice. When I saw your tattoo for the first time, and you had told me it was a scar, dear... Well, I knew that wasn't the truth."

Celina raised her brows at him in agreement, "Obviously."

"So," Trelawny continued, "I did some research on my end and by that, I reached out to one of the witches. Magic, it all stems from the same place whether it be simple magic tricks as I do or more advanced witchcraft. These women... They have devoted their lives to the magic arts, very powerful spells they can cast and they.." Trelawny took a deep breath, "When I saw your tattoo, it peaked my interest, as I knew that I had never se anything like it before, it was different, strange and I thought that Annaliese would know. You know, out of curiosity I went to her for information."

Celina shook her head and licked her lips, "So you went to her for information and then in Saint Denis you acted as if you didn't know anything of my tattoos." She closed her eyes for a moment, "Why would you do something like that? What's the point?"

"I wanted to see how much you knew. This is why I'm a conman, my dear, my knack for being able to act the role needed. I jut wanted to know what you knew, wanted to see if you trusted me is all. I was never upset over you not telling me. As you can see I have kept quite a bit from you."

She drug a tired hand over her face, she trusted Trelawny for the most part. She definitely didn't mistrust him but with as much information as he seemed to have, she didn't quite like it considering the big mouth he had on him. What she really didn't like was the fact that he had seemingly obtained information on her past without consent from her whatsoever and was the first one to possibly know what had sent her back to 1899. Then she had more questions, "I believe in witchcraft, I really do, but high witches? It just seems like... a lot."

"High witches is my term for them, Miss Knoll... in reality, that is not their assigned title but they are only a trio of very powerful witches who typically stay up in the Grizzly Mountains.. they aren't bad women... just, powerful."

Celina chewed on the inside of her jaw, her mind felt as if it were spinning with all the thoughts she had about the conversation at hand. It was true that there were witches, true witches, she always believed in that. But to think that they had brought her back to 1899? She sighed, "Ok, let's say I believe you.. what did these women tell you about me?"

Well, Trelawny clasped his gloved hands together before fixing her with a intense look, "They told me that bringing you back here was a mistake. Unfortunately, there is no reversing what has been done, ever. No time travel ever again as they claim the world cannot support it."

"Wait.. what?"

Trelawny nodded, "It wasn't ever intentional, my dear."

"Then what?" Her face screwed up in confusion, "How would they... if they're such powerful witches how would they mess the spell up that they were trying to do? And why.. what were they trying to do?"

Josiah sat down on a fallen log nearby and gestured for Celina to take a seat beside him, which she did before he continued, "I would greatly love for you to have been with me when I had this conversation with them but as it is, I will relay to you the answers as they would have it to the best of my ability. They... the witches are kind, very kind folk unless of curse you are on their bad side." He leaned in closer to her a bit, "Which you're not. I tell you this because the witches enjoy doing magic, they take requests from those they take a liking to if they believe it is moral to do so. Being witches, they all luckily retained their memories of the first time 1899 came and went. What they told me is that I of all people had went to them after witnessing and hearing of the downfall of the Van Der Linde Gang... apparently I had taken it hard. I can now only imagine what impact that would have on me. Being such good friends wit the three women, I called upon a favor they owed me for all the help I had provided them over the years and apparently it was a big one."

Celina listened intently as Trelawny carried on with the information he had brought back to her, almost on the edge of her seat to find out what had happened to bring her to the current year as they had it. She said nothing though, not daring to interrupt as the magician continued, sounding so true to fact, "I had asked them to take time back to the day when the Van Der Linde gang had just made it through the Grizzly Mountains in hopes that maybe things would turn out differently some way, some how.. I had no idea how things would change but I hoped that... I just hoped that maybe something would go differently. They had agreed, seeing how distraught I was upon hearing of what had happened to my friends, especially Arthur." He scratched at his moustache, "Now witches are only so powerful but these women, they had the power to fulfil my request."

Josiah cleared his throat, "In this agreement though, no one would realize that time had went back to February of 1899. The time travel would be unnoticeable to anyone other than the witches, so of course the odds of people making the same choices as the first time around were great. Also as I said, the time travel can never be reversed so in this, time picks up from the sixteenth of February, 1899 and continues onwards from there at a normal pace. If somehow things would end up worse than they had before.. nothing would ever be able to be done to change it. Still.. I agreed." He picked at the glove on his right hand and looked at the ground for a second, his mouth having got dry from talking. Celina offered her his canteen and he took it from her gratefully, taking a drink of the water it contained, "They had also made it clear to me that they could not exactly verify when the universe would be rolled back in time to 1899, only that it would happen should it have been the next day or two-hundred years from them. They made it clear that it would happen though, but only when God finally allowed it."

"And it ended up happening in 2018..." Celina finally spoke, "So nothing I did caused this and the whole world went back in time, so there aren't other dimensions of time or anything like that."

Trelawny shook his head, "No dimensions, dear. The whole world went back in time and no, not because of anything you did... it was predetermined to happen."

She took a drink from the flask herself, "So here we are."

"Yes, here we are."

"I still don't see how I lived through going back in time... or how I am aware that I went back in time if only the witches were supposed to be aware of it." Celina chewed on her bottom lip thoughtfully.

"And I brought that up to them since they had confirmed that you are indeed from 2018. What they concluded is that maybe at the time the change to the universe was happening you had done something to tie you to this year. Did you maybe use an old artifact from this point in time, perhaps something of the gangs? That could have caused you to be transported here, if you were in contact with it at the time the world went back in time..."

Celina's eyes widened once again as she thought back to the things of Dutch's that her friends had stolen for her from the museum. Receiving those gifts was one of the last memories she had from 2018 before arriving in 1899. She nodded, "A couple things of Dutch's... I had his pocket watch and his flask. I suppose I could have been holding one of or both of them at the time."

Trelawny seemed satisfied at that gesturing to her, "See there you go. That's the answer."

She sucked in a deep breath as she did her best to process the information that had been thrown at her. She was honestly grateful for her question about how things had happened the way they had was finally answered. It made sense she supposed, no matter how crazy it sounded, seemed truly legitimate as she thought about it, "One more question then." She mulled over the question trying to think of how to ask it or even if the magician would know the answer, "We had a video game... or rather two based on the time periods of 1899-1911 which focused on the Van Der Linde gang.. everyone's voices sounded exactly the same in the game as they do here in real life. Do you... do you know how that would be possible?"

Trelawny nodded, "In fact I believe I do, dear." He licked his lips and took another drink, "The witches did say that as time got nearer and nearer to the point the world would go back to 1899, the past would begin truly making itself known. Details of the past would start becoming clearer and clearer as the world prepared for the transition. It is quite possible that in this, the universe directed people who managed to pull off our voices perfectly to voice us appropriately in whatever game you played."

Celina sat there beside the magician in silence as everything that she had just been told weighed on her mind greatly. She had previously expected to always wonder how she had been sent back to 1899... now, she was ninety-nine percent certain that she knew pretty much exactly how it had happened. It was a lot to say the least, to take all of the information which had been thrown at her so quickly in. Still, she took it to heart and looked at Trelawny with an expression of gratitude, "Things happened in my life in 2015... three years before I was sent here and the things that happened during that time.." She shook her head, "It truly shook my world and life just.. it probably never would have been enjoyable for me again with all that had happened to the people around me, the people I had cared about.. my family. This," She gestured to her surroundings, "This is like a second chance for me to build the life I truly want, and that life is with the gang. So thank you for asking that favor of the witches who were able to pull it off, and thank you for finally deciding to tell me about it."

Trelawny nodded, "Oh most certainly dear. After hearing that you had nearly died after being shot, I just knew that I had to tell you the truth. You deserved to know and I am happy you decided to listen. Quite interesting finding out information that few others know, is it not?"

She stood up, using her cane to help her and kept her eyes on Trelawny who got up as well, "It most certainly is." She smiled, "I always thought you were good for something."

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A/N: There's the next chapter guys. Hope you all enjoyed! Finally I wanted to let all of you know how going back in time happened as I figured it needed to come out sooner or later and Trelawny I felt is just the man to let her know what happened. Thoughts on this will be appreciated as always. I'm just happy that I feel like that is a decent storyline as to that, took a lot of thought for sure haha. Glad to have it out there and explained, like a weight off my chest.

... Then there's the conversation with Bill who just isn't sure of how to talk about his feelings lol. Can I get comments on this anyone?

Hope you all had a great 01/01/2019!

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