Chapter 2
The Truth Is Out

Cat swallowed thickly before glaring at the woman. The woman glared back like headlights from an oncoming semi truck.
"Now you've done it!" Cat murmured as she began backing away from the grinning maniac that was O'Hara. Her retreat, however, was halted as she backed into a hard chest. Two hands gripped her arms tightly.
"Catriona?" Came the warning growl of her lover. Cat whimpered as her green eyes watched the stalking O'Hara approach slowly, his hands clasped behind his back
"I was correct all along!" he jeered. "Catriona Johanson is a spy for Benjamin Martin. Your ghost, Colonel!" O'Hara crowed in delight watching the star couple of the fort crumble before his vicious eyes.
"I am not! Martin doesn't have a spy. At least none that I know of. I'm innocent of your pathetic charge." Cat snapped, half talking to O'Hara. Her sole concern was the man behind her.
"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute here!" the mystery woman took charge, stepping in between Cat and O'Hara. "If you really want to know if this woman here is Ben Martin's spy, ask me! Why? Because I have been by the side of Mr. Martin himself since day one, and I assure you gentlemen that I haven't seen her at all the entire time I was in his militia".
Nothing but silence and stares were answered back. But Cat still had to reassure Tavington.
"William, I'm not a spy! You know that," Cat protested, turning around in his now loose grip.
"You knew whath he waz going to do, didth you?" Tavington's accusing, yet nasal voice rose with each word. He was glaring down at the watery eyed Cat.
"I also knew what you were going to do!" Cat shouted back angrily. "I've been defending you, not Benjamin Martin..," Cat spat the name, "..I've been in your corner for weeks now. When I tracked you down, I could have joined up with Benjamin Martin, but I didn't! I went to you! So don't shout at or accuse me, William Tavington!"
Tavington stared down at her, face and eyes unreadable. Cat stared back, angry and scared.
"Hey Catriona!" Davis called.
Cat turned around. "What?"
The woman glanced suspiciously back and forth between Cat and Tavington before asking the most humiliating question ever; "You sleeping with him?"
Cat narrowed her eyes at the woman even as a faint coloring appeared on her cheeks. " Not that it's any of your business, but yes I am."
"Ugh!" Miss Davis shook her head and shivered. "And you call yourself a twenty-first century American woman. Shame on you, bitch! Shame on you!"
Cat gulped, a lump forming in her throat.
A snort from O'Hara caused all heads to turn to him. "Strange you know not of this, Miss Davis - the whole fort knows she is."
"Just like everyone knows that you're sleeping with Cecilia." Cat said sweetly with smirk, hoping to justify her actions…but she thought over the woman's words.
O'Hara was flaring again and he puffed out his chest. "You will have to come with me, Johanson, to see Cornwallis about withholding information."
"The hell I am, buster. You go and tell him and if he wants to see me he can send someone other than you to come and get me. " Cat told him. O'Hara scowled, but one look to the man behind Cat and another to the woman in front of Cat decided for him. O'Hara spun around and walked stiffly back to the mansion.
Cat snorted at his dramatics before turning her attention to the woman in front her. "You need a bath and I imagine a good meal..."
The woman studied her as if she was an insect.
"She will not be going with you." Tavington said quietly from behind her. Cat turned, eyebrows raised. "Oh really?"
Tavington scowled, but Cat held up a hand. "Go to the med tent. Get Jacob to look at your nose to set it. I'll take Bordon AND Wilkins with us since she's a 'prisoner' all right?"
His scowl was even fiercer now, but he grunted his 'approval' before lifting a hand and gripping her chin tightly. Cat felt the tight painful grip, but refused to wince.
"We shall talk tonight." Tavington promised softly for her ears only. Cat's expression was weary as she nodded. Tavington removed his hand and looked up at his captains. "Guard Davis. I'll send two others to relieve you later."
Bordon and Wilkins nodded as Tavington gave Davis a glare before stalking away to leave the fort.
Cat sighed, shaking her head before turning back to Davis. "Men! Now shall we? I have some clean pants and shirt that should fit you. If not Bethany should be able to fix that with needle and thread. By the way.." Cat tilted her head with a small smirk, "...Call me Cat. Only Cornwallis calls me by my full name...well, Tavington does too, but only when he's angry. Anyway...What are you called besides Miss Davis?"
"My name is Lesley Jane Davis," the woman answered impassively.