Wow, chapter 8. I honestly didn't think that this story would get this far when I started. I mean I just wanted to do a little story about how Matt and Kitty met and now it has turned into this. I guess I didn't expect Sally to show up and complicate things either.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em but oh if I did.
Doc didn't waste any time in getting Kitty some laudanum and settled back in again. He figured that it would be best if she slept, for two reasons, to keep her from moving too much and also because it would help ease some of the pain that she was feeling. Doc just hoped that Matt would be able to find out who had done such a thing to Kitty. Doc had a few choice words for that person. He still couldn't believe that someone had pushed the young woman he now sat beside down the stairs but as terrible as it sounded it was better than the things that Doc had been imagining happened. He had been worried that Kitty had had a seizure or some other sort of terrible ailment that he would be unable to cure or aide. This, the cuts and scrapes and gash in the head, those were things he could fix and that would go away with time.
Doc was also worried about Matt. He knew that Matt and Kitty had only just met and had only spent a limited amount of time together but Doc could already see that if anything happened to Kitty Russell that the young marshal would not withstand it. Doc was sure of that, Matt Dillon had met his one and only. Now Doc knew that people usually scoffed at the notion that there was only one person out there for everyone, even Doc himself was know to scoff at the notion, but when he saw Matt and Kitty together, there was just something magical about them. Yes sir, there was just something magical.
Matt left Kitty's room shortly after Doc got her settled back down. He needed time to think, and try to figure out who in the world would have wanted to hurt Kitty. As far as he knew she had no enemies. Sure the girls that she worked with, they all heckled and spat, but Matt didn't really think that would be motive enough to push someone down a flight of stairs. Matt sat on the bed in his room in the Dodge house, he had went to the jail and found Chester already stretched out in the cot there, and pulled off his boots. He let out a heavy breath and rubbed a hand over his stubbled chin. After removing his shirt he lay back on the bed, with thoughts of who and why running through his head.
Kitty was in a dream land, a dream land with Matt. Kissing Matt, loving Matt, Matt loving her. Until it suddenly felt like she fell into a black hole and was reality came crashing back in on her in a wave of pain and nausea. She opened her eyes and quickly shut them again as the bright morning sunshine hit her eyes. She let out a moan and then hoped that she had woken Doc who she had seen was still at her bedside. She tried one more time to see if she had woken her friend but was unable to keep her eyes open for any amount of time. So she went instead for her voice. "Doc." She croaked out in a voice that didn't sound like her own. "Doc."
Doc Adams quickly rose out of his sleep when he heard his patient calling for him. "Kitty?" he said in response to her calls. "Would you like some more laudanum?"
Kitty attempted a laugh and then decided that it hurt too much. "Water." She said simply.
Doc went to the pitcher on the table and poured a half a glass of water. He took it to her bedside and then said. "I'm going to sit you up a bit. It may hurt but I know you're a tough girl and can bear it." He gave her a grim smile and then as carefully as possible he put his arm around Kitty's shoulder's and pulled him forward. He then used his other hand to prop the pillows behind her so that they would support her. Once he was finished he stepped back and handed her the glass.
Kitty had wanted to scream out and tell Doc to leave her be, but she had held it in and as Doc had said, was a tough girl. After Doc had finished his moving her about she felt ok, it seemed she only had pain when she had to move. She took the glass from him and then just simply held it, unsure if she would even be able to raise her arm high enough to take a drink.
Doc watched her for a minute before he said, "Maybe I should hold that for you." He took the glass from her and held it to her lips, the way a father might a sick child.
When Kitty finished drinking she looked at Doc and said, "Thank you, Doc."
"You're most welcome Kitty."
When Matt got up the next morning he first went to the jail to find Chester. It wasn't hard to do because when he arrived, Chester was up boiling coffee and frying bacon and eggs on the stove. "Oh good morning Mr. Dillon. I didn't expect to see you today."
"Morning Chester. No, after what happened to Kitty last night I decided to give up my second day off. I have to find out what's going on."
"That sure is awful what happened last night. Who in the world would do something like that to Miss Kitty, Mr. Dillon?" Chester asked.
"I don't know Chester, but I plan to find out." Matt said a grim look on his face.
So what do you think? I plan to post chapter 9 by the end of the week.
