Chapter 3
The Consequences of a Storm
Spoilers: There are no spoilers, but once again, it is a continuing saga of Hostage, or another view on the aftermath of the violence that occurred in Hostage.
I have to apologize for taking so long getting back to this, but I've not been well. This damn flu bug is kicking my butt big time. This is a short chapter and it will more than likely be a week before I get back to this. This is the first time I've been out of bed in two days. And I've gotta work tomorrow, sick or not. So…..
On With the Show….
Doc smiled as Matt left his office. Yep, Kitty sure was in for a fight. And Matt was just the man to give her one helluva fight too. Smiling to himself, he placed the lid back on his brandy bottle and placed it back into his cabinet.
Kitty lay on her bed. The tears had finally stopped but she was scared. Here she was, 40 years old, and pregnant with some animal's child. As she lay her hand on the flat plane of her abdomen, she began to cry for the baby. What kind of life could there possibly be for a child of rape? She had known some women who worked the saloons and gotten pregnant. Many of the children were left to the orphanages. No matter how one tried to keep it anonymous, there was always the stigma of being the child of some whore. There was a soft tapping on the door, and Kitty knew by the gentleness that it was Matt. The softness of his knock brought a slight smile to her face. Sitting up, she climbed off of the bed and went over to the door. She took a deep breath before opening the door, to find her 6'6" tall cowboy standing there with his hat in his hands and his heart on his sleeve. She pulled him into the room and wrapped her arms around him. "Please, Matt, I don't wanna argue right now, please just hold me." She pleaded and he was lost in her words. He pushed the door closed with his foot and pulled her warm body against his. His arms wrapped around her back and hers wrapped around his waist. "I love you for wanting to do that for me, but right now, I just wanna lie down, and fall asleep in your arms." She said to him.
"I never have a problem holding you in my arms, Kitty." He swooped down and lifted her into his arms and carried her back over to the bed. He gently lays her down on the bed in the center then climbs in beside her and pulls her against his body. "Sleep my love. Sleep." He said as she buried her face into his chest.
There wasn't much she could do about the rumor mill. Lord knows, she was always one of its favorite victims. She had been linked to it since she came to Dodge at the tender age of sixteen. No one, not even Matt knew how young she really was. Even to this day, Matt never knew that the woman he loved, was actually just 15 years old when he met her, fell head over heals and even made love to her. She had painted herself up and got the job in the Long Branch hustling drinks for drovers, ranchers and such. On occasion she would deal cards. And she was fast. She was also extremely good at cheating, but when she set foot in Dodge, she decided to leave her father and her past behind her. She wasn't dealing from the bottom any longer. Now, some twenty-four years later, she was pregnant for the first time. And once again, she was at the top of the list of the rumor mill.
As she sat at the table in Matt's office, she thought the baby she was carrying. Here she was, almost 6 months along, and she had nearly ripped Nettie Mae's head off of her shoulders for the mean things she had said about her and the child. It wasn't so much what Nettie Mae had said about her that riled her so, but more or less what she had said about the child. And the one thing that had gotten her goat was Nettie Mae calling her Jude Bonner's woman. That was a bold faced lie and down right mean. She was so angry, she hadn't realized her actions, until she heard Nettie Mae cry for help. She didn't ask to be kidnapped and held for human ransom. She certainly didn't ask to be beaten, raped and passed around like some dime store harlot. But 'Jude Bonner's Woman,' not happening, she thought as she listened to Matt try and get to the bottom of what had occurred. She looked over at Nettie, as she gently laid her hand on her swollen belly and wanted to laugh. The woman looked as though she had been in a saloon fight. Kitty knew what they were like. She had seen a few of them a time or two, and to see Nettie standing there with that God forsaken ugly yellow feathered hat hanging off of her head and her sleeve torn almost off, well, the whole picture was just laughable. Trying to suppress her laughter, Kitty coughed and fidgeted in her seat, as Nettie continued to rant and rave.
"I'm telling you, Marshall that that woman is a menace." She said swatting the dangling feather out of her face. Festus coughed and rubbed his hand under his nose to stifle the laughter and had to walk away. He walked over and poured himself a cup of coffee and stared out the window trying to think of anything other than that ridiculous looking woman in the office. "You should lock her up. She's crazy!" She said looking over at Kitty, whose only response was to smile innocently up at her.
"Miss Thompkins, I'm sure it was all a misunderstanding." Matt started.
"A misunderstanding? That crazy woman attacked me. She tried to kill me." She said excitedly. "Her and that bastard child she carries need to be put away. Some place away from decent Christian folk." She said her viper tongue lashing out.
Kitty jumped up from her seat and attempted to go for her, but Matt grabbed Kitty by the wrists, from behind and crossed her arms over her belly, holding her tight against him.
"Let me go, Matt! Let me go!"
"Now Kitty, you need to calm down." He told her, his big hands holding her wrists that were gathered at her waist.
"LET ME GO!" She yelled at him. "I'm going to tear her apart!" She said desperately trying to pull from his strong grip. Festus had stepped in between the two women and pushed Nettie back into the corner. Kitty was filled with blind rage, she saw red and wanted to beat the tar out of Nettie. She didn't even know that she had kicked Festus three or four times in the shins.
"Calm down, woman!" Matt yelled from behind her.
"You take that back, Nettie, you take back those mean words or so help me, I'm gonna have a field day tearing you apart." Kitty yelled from Matt's grasp. He finally pulled her around and looked down at her.
"Stop!" He told her sternly. She looked up into his angry blue eyes. "You are not doing yourself or the baby any good." He spoke softly and she breathed heavily as she began to calm down. She sat back down and anxiously tapped her foot on the floor as she listened to Matt.
"Nettie, you need to calm down as well…" He started but Nettie became angry and let her words roll off her tongue without thinking.
"You need to keep that…that whore of yours under control, Marshal."
"Now you listen to me……" Kitty started but never finished. Ma Smalley had come in the door.
"Nettie Mae, you bess apologize to Miss Kitty right this moment." She demanded.
"Excuse me?" She said not quite understanding Ma.
"Marshal, I saw the whole thing. In fact, I was standing there before, Kitty arrived, Nettie was saying some awful things about Kitty. I don't know how Kitty held back as long as she did. Why, I would have slapped that sour face of hers a long time ago." Ma said in Kitty's defense.
"How dare you?" Nettie said as she stared at Ma.
"You've been spreading rumors again, Nettie, and you and that sewing circle should change your so called sewing club to a pack of vipers." She walked over to Kitty, who smiled slightly at her. "Kitty was provoked Marshal and if that woman prefers charges against Kitty, then I'm gonna prefer charges against her for…indecent exposure." She said looking at Nettie, whose top to buttons had been ripped off, and her blouse slightly opened.
"Miss Thompkins, you have every right to prefer charges against Miss Russell, and she could do the same to you. But let me make one thing clear, if you ever call Miss Russell my whore, again, I'm the one who will prefer charges."
"Maybe if you'd marry her and give that bastard some kind of semblance of stability, then wouldn't nobody say what's being said." Nettie Mae stated as she headed out the door. Matt scratched his head as he looked at Kitty who sat back in the chair. Her hand now resting on her swollen belly, as she tried to soothe the baby within.
"I've been trying to get her to marry me for the past four months." He said to no one in particular.
"Now don't start that again, Matt, I'm not in the mood to argue with you." Kitty said as she clumsily pulled herself up out of the chair. Now at six months, she was finding it harder and harder to move.
"You seemed more than ready to fight with Nettie." He stated.
Ma noticed that Kitty was a bit flushed. "I think you bess sit back down young lady." She said as Doc noticed it as well. He walked over to her, just as Ma set her back in the chair. Matt immediately came around and knelt on the floor beside her.
"I'm fine, just a bit excited is all." She said as Doc took her wrist and pulled his watch from his pocket. "Really, Doc, I'm fine."
"You just hush now, and let me be the judge of that." He said looking her over.
When he had checked her out, he realized that tears were falling down her face. "Matt?" She said in an almost whisper. "She had no right saying those things about this baby. She didn't ask to be created, not in this way! Why did she have to be so cruel?" She asked and the flood-gates opened as Matt pulled her to him and she buried her face in his neck.
Matt gently helped her to her feet. "I'm gonna take you back to your room, Kitty. You need some rest."
"I'm fine, just a little emotional, is all." She said angrily swiping at the tears that continued to fall.
"I think Matt's right, Kitty, you need to lie down and put your feet up for a bit." Doc said looking at her pale face.
Matt held onto to her hand as he led her down the side alley that led to the back of the Long Branch. They climbed the stairs together and when they got to the landing, Kitty reached into her pocket and pulled out the key. Matt took the key and unlocked the door. Once they were inside, he turned and locked the door. They then headed up the small flight that led to the hallway directly to Kitty's room. This time, he reached into his own pocket and took out a key, then unlocked the door. Matt entered and this time she turned and locked the door. When he heard the heavy duty bolt slide across, he knew he was lost. The room was dimly lit, and he felt her hands slide around his waist.
"Kitty?" He said taking her hand and trying to back away. He could see the fire in her eyes. She wanted him and he knew that she would have her way with him. "Now, Kitty, you need to rest. Doc said…."
"Oh please, what does he know?" She said as her hand slid up his abdomen to his chest.
"He's the doctor, he knows everything." Matt said pulling her wondering hand from the front of his britches. He kisses her knuckles and smiles at her. "You need to get some rest." He said kissing her on the forehead.
"What I need, Matt, is for you to make love to me." She said caressing the side of his face as she backed him into her bedroom. "I need to feel your warm body against mine. I need your hands to make love to me, reminding me that you love me."
Her mouth was hot against his now exposed chest, almost feverish. He could feel the anxiousness in her hands as she continued to unbutton his shirt. Then his britches, pulling the shirt from it's confines. She pulled his shirt off of him and gazed at the tan muscles she loved to touch. Loved to feel embrace her and comfort her. But she wasn't in need of comfort, no, she was in need of his body and the satisfying pleasure he would soon bring her.
He felt the heat of her hands trail over his hips pushing his britches down around his ankles. "Sit on the bed, Matt."
"Huh?" He said questioning her.
"I can't get your shoes off, I'm too big to be getting down on my knees." She told him as she pushed him back against the bed. Matt sad down and pulled his leg up, then watched as she pulled his boots off then his pants. She smiled at him, that same smile that always made him breathe heavily. She was evil, to night and he was going to pay for it. She began to unbutton her own dress and made him watch every little sultry move she made. She allowed her blouse to slide over her arms and her full breast then over her belly. She reached behind her and unhooked her skirt and allowed it to slip down her body. He watched as she reached up under her dress and pulled her bloomers off. She smiled at him as she unbuttoned the front of her bustier and allowed it to pull open to free her breast. "Sit back against the head board, Matt and stretch out your legs." She said as she climbed onto the bed. Matt did as told and said nothing. Kitty straddled his legs than slid up towards the headboard. She gently lowered her lips to his and took away his breath. His hands slid up her thighs and around them to caress her derriere. She slowly reached between them and took his hard member in her hand, as she slowly lowered herself on to him. She gasped as he moved into her, then slowly began to undulate her hips. Matt's hands did not stay still, he caressed her derriere, then brought his hands around beneath her slip to caress her swollen belly. She quickly pulled his hands away and he pulled his mouth away from hers. "All of you, Kitty, I want to make love to all of you. I want to touch every inch of your body." He said as his hands pulled free from hers and gently caressed her belly again. "I love you, Kitty and this child, no matter who is the father, is part of you and I will love him too." He said kissing her again. She allowed him to run his hands over her large abdomen and watched as he pulled the slip over her head.
"It's a girl." She whispered to Matt.
"She's gonna have red hair, like her mama, and her spirit." He moaned as she began to move on him. Kitty smiled as she covered his mouth with hers. Her body was on fire and she needed him to put the fire out. She began to move harder and faster on him. Matt gently messaged her breast. Her breathing was becoming quicker and he could feel her begin to tighten around him. Matt knew it wouldn't be long, she would take them both over the edge and soon. "Oooh God! You make me crazy woman!" He said thrusting up into her, harder and faster. All of the sudden, her mouth clamped down on his shoulder, and she screamed as she came hard and fast. But Matt was still hanging on by a thread. Kitty climbed off of him and allowed him to get to his knees and he penetrated her from behind. Now he had control and he would have his satisfaction. He began to pump her hard and fast. She moaned as she felt another orgasm bubbling up inside of her.
"Oh yes! Harder, Matt! Harder!" She cried as he pushed deeper inside of her. All of the sudden, they both cried out as they came together. Matt collapsed onto his side and brought an exhausted Kitty with him.
"I love you, Kitty." He said kissing her shoulder as she turned her head to look at him.
"I know you do, Cowboy and I love you." She said as he kissed her lips gently.
"Now, get some sleep woman, before you get me in trouble with Doc." He kissed her shoulder again. They both slipped off into a blissful sleep.
(I apologize for any errors as I am still battling the flu. Again, any errors can be blamed on the flu. I really just wanted to get the next chapter out)
TBC