Buck sat outside the jail drinking a cup of coffee. He could hear JD moving around inside, most likely either going through the wanted posters or reading the latest dime novel that Ezra had sent away for him for. No doubt he was trying to burn of some nervous energy, the kid always got like that when one of them was hurt.
Buck took another drink as he looked towards the clinic and saw one of the lights still one. Something Nathan had started to do when any of them were hurt incase one of the others wanted to come and visit. Buck thought he'd go and relieve Chris after a spell and sit with the terrible twins as Vin and Ezra had started to be called. They both had a vicious streak a mild wide in them and when they were paired together be it outlaw or one of the others watch out. What one didn't come up with the other one would.
His mind drifted to when they saw Ezra frantically riding into town with the limp tracker in front of him. Ezra could barely stand on his own feet but refused to leave the clinic or his friend until he was practically shoved out the door by Nathan when Vin was finally able to move on his own. No one had noticed Ezra's behavior, heck they all had been that way one time or another. But for some reason his selfless act had not surprised the ladies man. Heck, he would have been more surprised if it hadn't happened.
Buck shook his head. The whole group had become a family, he was grateful for it. Especially when he saw Chris finally willing to live again. Buck would do anything in his power to keep that going, to protect it and it looked like he didn't need to work to hard. Their contract had been up long ago but none of them was willing to walk away. They each needed the other and they fed off of it. That was fine by Buck.
He looked over his shoulder when he heard a curse from JD and grinned. The kid had probably dropped something again. If someone had walked up to him seven months before and said that he would be attached to six misfit men, who were nothing alike and protect a town, as well as find a family he would have laughed and said you had to much to drink. He didn't even think that at first he was going to like the kid. But he did.
He Buck Wilmington the proclaimed ladies man, needed six men to make him feel whole, and loved. He needed his family. They needed him no matter what they said. He smiled into his coffee. Yep it was nice to be a family once again.
Perhaps he should go visit Miss Daisy, grinning Buck sat aside his coffee and got up to leave.