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-Sailor

The crisp morning Franklin sun shone in at me from my hotel window and I opened my eyes slowly, trying to adjust to the sunlight. I saw Forrest's arm was draped across me grasping my hand, his rock hard chest pressed against me, his chest hair tickling my back. I could feel a thin film of sweat on my body and the temperature was stifling…it was perfect. I heard Forrest grumble slightly and his arm pulled me closer and I couldn't stop a smile creeping across my face.

"Hmm" I heard him mumble and take a deep breath in. My stomach jumped hearing him mumble in my ear and I didn't want to get out of this bed and I didn't want to leave Forrest. I heard Forrest flick open his pocket watch before snapping it shut again.

"I should probably head back" I heard him mummer.

"No…" I sighed.

He pulled me closer to him, his cool breath on my sticky skin. I turned around and pressed my body closer to him looking into his eyes, the air around us dense and musty.

"Forrest…"

"Deputy…" he replied.

That cut through me like a dagger. For a few blissful hours I had forgotten I was a deputy and why I was even here. But in one swift breath, Forrest had brought me back down to earth and reality. He grunted and turned to get up. I pulled his arm back down and rested my head on my chest. But he pulled me away and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling his shirt back on. I sat up and wrapped the sheet around me watching Forrest, but we didn't speak. Forrest quietly got dressed and picked up his hat where I had dropped it last night.

"Forrest" I called as his hand landed on the handle.

He slowly turned around and his eyes met mine.

"What…what about…" I stuttered unable to finish my sentence.

Forrest held his hat to his chest, his eyes darting from side to side before he cleared his throat.

"Deputy" he simply nodded before turning the handle and walking out. I lay back and listened as his monotonous footsteps faded down the hall. The sweat cooled my body and I had to wrap the sheet fully around me.

After I eventually managed to pull myself out of bed and get dressed, I didn't shower…as disturbing as it sounds I didn't want to wash the scent of Forrest off me. I wanted to have it on me for as long as possible. I opened the door to the station and saw the entire force look up at me. Clearly word had gotten round of my odd behaviour.

"Is there a problem?" I snapped.

A slight mummer whistled across the room as they all nodded their heads.

"Deputy…when we called last night…"

"I was fucking asleep, do you really need to be calling to my room at that hour?" I snapped.

"Well you…you told us…"

"Well I was really tired last night, that's all"

"It just…didn't sound like you"

"Have you got anything useful to say?" I snapped wiping my forehead.

"Those bodies we found…our boys from Chicago"

"Who was it?"

"We're thinking it was the Bondurant's"

That was like a dagger in my system.

"What makes you think that?"

"Well it makes sense…considering what happened to Forrest"

"Was Forrest there?" I said my voice cracking slightly.

"We don't know…by the time we got there everyone was gone…what should we do?"

"Nothin' it was gonna happen eventually" I said shrugging my shoulders, lighting a cigarette.

"Deputy…"

"They were scum in Chicago, ain't no one gonna miss them"

"Whatever you say, you're the boss"

I could see them all looking around at each other, clearly worried at my dismissive attitude towards the death of 3 men we had working for us.

"You got anything else?" I said blowing smoke out of the corner of my mouth. I knew it was only a matter of time before he mentioned Forrest and the stills but I couldn't bring myself to mention him.

"We got word…Jack Bondurant been trying to impress his new girl"

"What the fuck you speakin' in riddles for? What is it?"

"We got someone watching him and he's been driving around in this flash motor. He's been spotted collecting her from her house, we got someone following them"

"You think he's gonna bring her to the stills?" I said, flashbacks of my night with Forrest hitting me like lead bricks.

They shrugged their shoulders and spat tobacco on the ground. "Don't know…maybe"

"Would he be that stupid?"

"Maybe…he's a kid, he's certainly not afraid to show his new found wealth. He's got a new motor, new clothes. Have you seen his new flash suits?"

"Yea I have…so far they've managed to evade us…they have a big still…that's probably it…we'd finish them"

"Exactly deputy" some of them smiled.

"Yea…those Bondurant's would be over…" I said trying to shake the feeling I was getting remembering Forrest's lips trailing all over my body…the weight of him on top of me…his flesh against mine…both our bodies writing together in sync…

"Should we meet up with them?" said one of them, interrupting my thoughts.

"Who's the guy who came back with this info?" I coughed.

"That would be me deputy" spoke one holding his hand up.

"Where are they heading?"

"Don't know, I told them to leave a car every few miles so we know what general direction they're going in"

"Very good"

"So…are we gonna follow them?"

I took in a huge breath and rubbed my eyes, trying to rub Forrest's image from my mind. I hesitated and I knew they picked up on that. Forrest didn't say anything before he left; it was like last night was nothing. The way he called me deputy…so cold and uncaring…I shook my head and ran my finger over my eyebrow.

"Yea, let's shut down the sons of bitches" I sneered.

A huge intake of breath echoed through the office as they all psyched themselves up.

They grabbed their guns and piled out to the cars. I grabbed a shotgun along with my smaller weapon and headed out with them. I checked the barrel and filled it with bullets. Fuck Forrest and fuck the Bondurant's.

We started out and met with the various cars that lined the route until we eventually spotted Jack's car parked down in the bush land. We parked the cars out of view and I brought two guys with me to watch. Jack sat in the driver's seat alongside his girlfriend chatting.

"Deputy…should we not take a look around while they're distracted?"

"No, don't move" I whispered staring intently through the binoculars at them. I could see Forrest in Jack alright…but I swallowed hard not allowing those feelings back inside my head.

Then I saw him step out of the car and go around to open the door for him.

"Deputy?" I heard the one on the left whisper, edging slightly on the spot clearly eager to get going.

"Don't you fucking move" I snapped.

He helped her out of the car and I saw them stepping over the long grass and in through the trees, hand in hand. I lowered the binoculars and something inside began to hurt. My eyes closed remembering Forrest's hand gripping mine all night. I woke up with his fingers entwined in mine and the strong feelings of sheer bliss started to come back. For a moment, I considered pulling my team off Jack's trail but then I remembered this morning. He just upped and left, without as much as a goodbye.

"Alright, move" I whispered.

We all got up and moved silently down the hill tracing the footsteps they just took through the woodlands. We walked as silently as we could and then I saw it, everything we had worked for over the past few months. The smoke billowed out slowly through the trees and I knew we had it.

I signalled the two guys I had around me to go around the back and check it out while I had two come with me round the front. I could hear them whispering inside so I signalled them to stop. We knelt down in the long grass and I could tell they were wondering why we were stopping. The truth was I stopped because this was it. This was the point of no return. If I went in now, I couldn't take it back and I don't think Forrest could forgive me even if he has up to now, this would take the biscuit.

"Deputy"" one whispered.

"Hang on" I whispered clutching my gun to my chest.

"They could leave at any minute" the other piped up.

"Shut up…I'm thinking"

"Deputy…"

"I'm still the one giving the fucking orders!" I hissed.

The blood was starting to settle in my knees causing pain in my lower legs but my mind was racing so much, I barely noticed. I inched closer peering through the cracks in the wooden shed and I could smell the alcohol, feeling it stinging my nostrils. This was it, now or never for me, my job, my relationship with Forrest…well actually what relationship? Clearly I didn't mean that much to Forrest, probably just a one night stand and that left a sour taste in my mouth. My lip twitched slightly and I shifted in my position…then I heard an ear piercing squeal coming from the woods, throwing me totally off guard. Then I heard voices from inside becoming panicked.

"Go!" I yelled.

We jumped up from our kneeling position and stormed the little wooden cabin. We had a job on our hands getting in through the doors though. The two guys I had with me bashed the door while I peered through the wood. I heard gun shots from the other end and his little girlfriend screamed. I saw Cricket's bandy leg's running away from us along with his girlfriend. But I didn't see Jack. We eventually got in and place was quiet.

"Jack baby" I called cocking my rifle. "I know you're here…"

"I think you scared him off deputy"

I walked, holding the gun in front of me checking all the nooks and crannies but Jack was nowhere to be seen. Then I heard a noise come from up on top of the rafters. Then before I knew what hit me, a door opened right in front of me whacking me in the face causing me to land in a heap on the ground. My whole head felt rattled and I lost my bearings momentarily. I instinctively scrambled to grab my weapon but was stopped by Howard's foot pressing hard into my wrist from above.

"I'll get you, you son of a bitch" I sneered trying to move from his grip.

"You think you can scare us deputy…we already told you, us Bondurant's don't lay down for nobody" he smiled.

"Thompson!" I heard Jack roar.

I turned my head and saw Jack approach with a shotgun pointed to my head. He walked closer, his finger pressed firmly on the trigger.

"You won't shoot me" I laughed nervously.

"Oh yea?" he said, his voice shaking slightly.

"I know you won't, you and I both know why you won't"

I saw Howard look between us but I saw something flicker in Jack's eye. Jack knew that there was something between Forrest and I. I also knew Jack didn't have it in him to shoot me. After all, as Forrest had said to me, he was a sheltered boy. I laughed slightly making his lip twitch. Then I felt him kick me hard in the face, dazzling me for a few minutes while they ran. I heard my guys run in and stop seeing me lying on the ground.

"What are you looking at me for? Go after them!" I roared trying to regain a firm footing. Blood dripped from my nose and I let out a roar, out of frustration more than anything else. Frustration at Jack, frustration at Forrest, frustration at myself for letting these Bondurant boys get to me. I leaned against one of the huge barrels they had hooked up waiting on them to return with Jack. Except they didn't, they arrived back empty handed apart Cricket and the girl. I had a group watch them while I brought in the axes from the cars. They smashed the barrels and I had them hook it all up to dynamite. I wiped my nose as we stumbled through the grass to get a safe distance away. I held my nose back and turned around to watch.

"Deputy?" one asked.

I held my head back, the blood flow not stemming and the pain starting to kick in with the adrenaline fading.

"Blow it" I snapped.

Fuck Forrest.