Chapter 7
The Consequences of a Storm
Disclaimer: I don't own the original Gunsmoke characters, I'm just using them. Also, in order to write proper Navajo, I'd have to be Navajo and unfortunately I am not. So, I decided not to name this Native American's nation and create my own language. Any similarities to any language any where will be purely coincidental, since I only speak English and some Spanish. As always please forgive any error, I have spellchecked this but that doesn't mean I haven't missed it. Sorry. :)
This is for Gina, who needed a fix. I hope that this shall be good for a little while. Hopefully the next installment won't be too long away. But unfortunately work and life come in between me and my writing.
KR
Matt climbed down off of his horse as he returned to the ranch. He would need a few supplies and then he and Festus would be off. He saw two fresh horses saddled and ready to go. But obviously one was for Doc, because Festus never rode anything but Ruth. Just as he began to turn towards the house, Doc came out with his saddlebag slung over his shoulder and a second one with supplies in one hand and his medicine bag in the other. "Doc, you fixin' to tag along?" Festus asked from his burrow as Doc tossed Matt saddlebag
"Yes, I am." He said walking over to the horse and placing the saddlebag over the front of his saddle. He hooked his medicine bag over the saddle horn.
"Doc, you sure you wanna do that?" Matt said as Doc climbed up onto the horse.
"Yes, I'm sure, Matt. Now come on, stop lolligaggin' we need to find those tracks." Doc said a bit annoyed with Matt's concern for him.
"I already done found 'em, Doc, they's ah headed East." He said.
"Well, then," He said taking hold of the reins. "I guess we better be off." Doc said as he looked at Matt who was quickly looking in the saddlebags. Doc had put some of the necessities into the bag for Matt.
"Gee, Doc, did you forget anything?" He asked jokingly as he closed the already stuffed bag.
"Nope, don't think I did." He said as he pulled on the reins, heading east. Matt looked at Festus and both just shook their heads as Matt climbed back onto his horse and they followed Doc.
It had been almost 24 hours since they had left Dodge and still they traveled East. That was one thing Matt had taught her to notice her surroundings and know which direction she was going in. So she knew that they were heading East, by the direction in which the sun had set. She was tired and her body was aching to get off of the horse. As she thought about what she had done earlier, how she had tried to entice him, but he had not succumbed to her feminine ways, she realized that she just could be in bigger trouble than she thought. She knew that selling white captives was a fair trade even today. And though there would be punishment for such acts by the United States Calvary, many still adhered to the old ways. She might be a replacement for a wife killed by a white man or a daughter, whichever it was, it would not be good for her. A replacement daughter or wife would be no better than a concubine to be sold to the highest bidder. She would not have the rights of a wife or daughter, but have the jobs that they would do, and be treated as less then human by the others in the tribe. A slave, was just that and nothing more. She laid her weary head against his hard back and continued to ponder her new predicament. Breathing deeply, she let out a deep sigh, which had him looking back at her and wondering what this woman was thinking. She was different, he had to give her that. She had fire in her and that was something he had to admire. But he had come so far, he could not go back now. "Chache unka, sah ane tu me." He said as he reached back with one hand and touched her thigh. He then pointed to a small cabin hidden on the hill behind thick trees. In fact, if it were not for the light blazing in the window, you would not be able to see it. She realized that this is where he was taking her. Why? Well, that would be revealed in the next few hours.
It was late when they finally set up camp, but it took Doc and Festus both arguing with Matt to get him to stop and rest for a few hours. Matt was anxious to catch up with Kitty and her capture and if he laid a hand on her, Matt would skin him alive. As he fought with his saddle to get himself some semblance of support, he felt alone. Never before, when he had been away from Kitty had he felt like this, but he did. It was something he was not accustomed to. This feeling scared him and he realized it was the same dread he felt when Jude Bonner and his band of animals had kidnapped Kitty. As he thought about that day, he remembered how close he had come to smashing in Jude Bonner's skull. He would have gladly done so, if Festus had not made himself known when he shot LaFete. He would have killed Jude and every one of his filthy men with his bare hands. That's what would happen to this man, if he hurt Kitty. Looking up at the stars, he wondered if she was gazing at the stars thinking of him. He knew that she would be hoping he would come soon and rescue her from this person and he would do just that. It seemed to be the way fate was planned out for them. Breathing deeply, he imagined the scent of her perfume filling his nostrils. He loved the smell of her perfume, it was sweet, but not so sweet that it was sickening like the perfume some of the women in Dodge wore. Hers was sweet and soft. Sometimes, he thought that it reminded him of the fresh sweet scent of the honeysuckles that bloomed in early summer. Closing his eyes, he saw her face, she was above him, looking down at him. Her blue eyes shining brightly with passion as he realized that he was remembering the last time they had made love. She had seduced him and he smiled as he remembered her seduction.
Kitty had been bathing, when Matt finally returned after his last walk through Dodge. Newly and Festus were on Duty tonight, he wanted to be home with Kitty. She was close to six months along with
She stood in front of the long mirror, one arm over her belly, holding her heavy breast and the other was pressed against her belly while her hand began to gently massage her belly. Her long red hair, which usually hung down past her waist, was pulled up messily, while she had bathed. He listened as she whispered words of love to the child growing within her. And his heart ached for the child to be of his own loins, but he and she both knew better. This did not stop her from telling the child that her daddy was the Marshal in Dodge and that he was going to love her. She wanted the baby to know that she would be loved, no matter who her father was because Matt was going to fill that position. As he stood there watching her, completely naked in front of the mirror and uninhibited by the belly she caressed. She was beautiful standing there and he felt his body responding. Kitty looked up into the mirror when she heard the floorboards creek. Matt was standing there admiring her body, his eyes shining, as the desire began to stir even more. Smiling, she realized the sight of her naked form aroused him. She was still beautiful to him. And she knew that Matt had long ago decided he was the father. Matt watched in amazement as a gentle flush began to creep up her alabaster skin. The tinge of pink to her body, made her more beautiful and him harder. She watched him in the mirror as he pulled his shirt up over his head. He was definitely eager to get his clothing off and threw them to the floor as he made his way over to her. Kitty knew that hard loving was on his mind and hers as well. It had been a few weeks since the last time they made love and she was desperately in need of him as well. Turning around to meet him, she unbuckled his trousers and eagerly pushed them off of his hips. His hands were hot against her cool skin. She moaned as his hand glided across her derriere, warming her with his loving touch.
"You are so beautiful, Kitty." He said as his mouth devoured hers in a kiss that stole her breath away. Kitty pulled her mouth from his, her hands reaching up to gently caress his face. Matt kicked his trousers off the rest of the way, using his foot, he pushed them aside. His arms tightened slightly around Kitty's back, his hands massaging her shoulders then moving languidly over her back, her derriere and her thighs. To her surprise, Matt pulled away from her and turned her back towards the mirror. "Look at how beautiful you are, My love." He said looking at her in the mirror, his hands now caressing her belly. Kitty's head lay back against his shoulder, enjoying the feel of his hands on her body. He ever so slowly moving his nimble fingers over her aroused flesh. Creating little patterns on her belly, thighs and hips, careful to stay away from where she needed him most. His hands came up to caress her large breast, weighing them in his hands. "They've gotten so heavy with your milk." He said softly against her throat. "I hope our daughter has a healthy appetite." He said kissing her shoulder and peaking in the mirror, to see her reaction to his words. He saw the small smile that graced her lips and he smiled as he gently pinched her nipples, then rolled them against his palms. He then began the torturous journey of his hands moving along her sides, down over the rounded belly and the strong yet shapely thighs and then his fingers gently moved to the spot she was longing to feel him touch. She gasped as his long fingers touched her, he knew just how to make her react. He knew every inch of her body, every spot on her that made her go crazy. He free hand grasped her hand and placed the palm flat on the vanity, leaning her slightly forward. He then used his knee to nudge her legs apart. Reaching behind her, she gently caressed him as he moved his hips slightly back. Releasing him, she placed her other palm flat on the vanity and felt him gently moving into her. Kitty gasped at the angle in which he had penetrated her. Lovingly caressing her lower belly, he moved his hands back to the place where she would need it most. He moved into her slowly, almost torturously, prolonging the moment for as long as possible.
Their joining that night had been long and hard, yet one that brought both of them great pleasure and satisfaction. Matt smiled as he remembered Kitty lying beside him sleeping peacefully. In the morning, they would be heading back out to follow the tracks. He knew that she would be fine. She had to be.
TBC
KR