Blue Spanish Eyes

We, Tauna Petit-Strawn and Ghostwriter85, do not own the copyrights to Bonanza.

Chapter Ten

The morning air moved lazily along the ground, through whatever trees the air found and then slid gracefully across Adam and Rosita's face as they rode along towards a large tree offering plenty of shade. They were enjoying a pleasant conversation, unbothered by the cares of the world. Why shouldn't they enjoy their time together? Life's demanding work would call soon enough; no, for now such things as work were being ignored.

"This week's gone by so fast." Rosita rested her head against Adam's shoulder as they rode along in a small buggy they'd borrowed until they reached the tree they'd set their sights on.

"It has at that." Adam answered as he turned, climbed out of the buggy and then knelt on his knees and carved their names on the tree behind them.

"Isn't that kind of a childish thing to do?" Rosita asked as she also climbed out, not really minding one bit. It was actually quite flattering, and she loved it.

"I grew up way to fast and, lately, I've definitely felt way too old for my time. So yes, maybe it's childish, but I'm not sorry for doing it." His face, with a twinkle in his eye, dared her to say otherwise. He got a kiss instead. Horse's hooves pounded the dirt and the sound got the couple apart.

"Sorry to disturb you Mr. Cartwright, but your father and brothers are looking for you." The man, one of the long time ranch hands, wiped his brow as he'd clearly been riding very hard to get to them.

"What's wrong?" Instantly Adam and Rosita felt their guard go up; something had to be wrong for his family to disturb their honeymoon.

"I have no idea. I just got to work when they ordered me to go find you, said if I found you to have you two go to the main house." The man saying main house was not confusing as Adam had told his father about the house he'd built for Rosita after he and she had been legally married.

"We're on our way." The couple hurried to remount their horses and rode like the win back to the house Adam had lived in since coming to Nevada with his father.

Ben, Hoss, and Little Joe had just arrived home themselves and were on edge until Adam walked in with Rosita behind him.

"Thank, heavens, your safe." Ben couldn't help but feel a thousand pounds had just been lifted off his shoulders.

"And why wouldn't I be?" Adam was absolutely confused at the mixed emotions being sent his; no, Rosita's way, and that put him on guard. "And why are you looking at my wife as if you aren't sure whether to hug her or have her head on a platter?" The man pulled Rosita extremely close.

"We…well….dagnamit, Adam! We saw a blue light among the trees while we were workin'." Hoss answered then apologized to Rosita for thinking she'd only come back in order to get Adam to go with her to her world.

"Besides," Little Joe said, his face being the darkest, "the light turned greenish yellow and then massively black…" he instantly stopped when all color from Rosita's face drained and she threatened to collapse against Adam.

"What's wrong, Rosita? What's going on?" Instant concern and worry over his wife filled his entire chest as deep lines appeared on her face.

"Someone tried to make a jump, and….Oh, excuse me, but…" Rosita threw open the door and raced outside to hurl whatever breakfast she'd had. It was only when she was through that Adam helped her back to the couch. "I'm sorry, but when I first talked to Barry he was very descriptive of what happened when a jump when horribly wrong and the mere thought made me hurl."

"So, someone tried to jump and is now lying dead somewhere?" Ben asked with wide eyes.

"That pretty much sums it up; that is, without any gross description." There was no way on the entire planet she would ever give anyone a visual picture of what had most likely been transported back to the spot someone had made that jump, not if the lights had turned black.

"Do you think they attempted it just to jump, or is there a chance someone found out what you did and wants you back?" Ben asked as the thought jumped into his head due to the fact that Rosita had openly admitted that she hadn't told anyone but Barry what she was really up to. That being the case, he was now thinking someone in her family was not happy with things at the moment.

"I don't know, but if it's the second choice, they took a risk there was no need to take. I have no interest in going back! I even told Adam when he was there I thought I was in the wrong century."

"I'll fight anyone if they try to take you from me." Adam held her close his eyes blazing.

"We all will son; we all will." Ben's words were backed up by the nods of his other sons.

OOOoooOOO

The basement had plenty of light as Michael came down the stairs to talk to Barry. Due to his visitor earlier to the man Rosita's cousin knew full well what she'd done. Naturally, that meant his visit to Barry was motivated by his desire to get his cousin back. Well, that and to confess what he'd had someone eager to make a lot of money attempt to do.

"Have you lost your mind!" Barry couldn't help but shout and throw up his arms as he sat in an old black swivel chair. "Your cousin wanted to go. Rosita wanted it so much she could taste it and therefore trained properly to increase the odds of physically being able to handle the trip. Why on earth have anyone attempt such a thing, especially since they hadn't bothered to get them into shape for such a stunt."

"First, she may have wanted to go," Michael barked as he put his hands on his hips, "but Rosita belongs here not there. As to the second, I was looking for someone who was ready! The man approached me! He said he knew what he was doing." 'Obviously that had been a lie.' Michael growled to himself as he was not happy with the mess he'd had to clean up. In fact, like Rosita, Michael had found himself getting rid of his meal. Actually, he felt like he'd cleared his whole system out major time.

"I suggest you leave her where she's at." Barry folded his arms. "If she honestly wants to come back, it would be safer for her to wait for the blue light herself rather than to be forced into one."

"Oh, she's coming back, no if's and or but's about it!" Michael gritted his teeth. "She had no right in taking that kind of 'vacation'. I doubt she really wanted it either. You're just an old fool if you think the idea was her own, probably let some nutcase talk her into it." The man refused to listen and, when Barry did not budge in admitting he had actually helped Rosita hands on; and not just as an advisor, Michael bound up the stairs determined to find someone who had solid credentials to help him make Rosita come back.

"I hope he fails." Muttered Barry, "In spite of what Michael thinks, Rosita was sincere in wanting to go; even an old 'fool' like me could see that."