Hello there people! Here's chapter...uh...six, of Connor's nightmare! Eh, I mean, Assassin guy. Please enjoy, if you want, review, and...don't forget to smile... *o* ... Beforehand, I apoligize for all the mistakes I've done, or that I will do.

The plan

Connor was pissed. He did not care how much effort it took to find Pitcairn, he was sure he was going to do it. To add to his anger, one of his caravans was attacked. He was glad he could release some of that anger in the useless redcoats. Finally, finally, he reached Revere's house. Without even knocking, he opened the door, eyes slightly widening at the sight of certain familiar, petit, woman.

"Ah! Connor. What a relief! You came! Allow me to…" Paul tried to guide Connor towards the table, but he shoved him away. Someone was in those days, huh?

"What is [Name] doing here?" Connor asked, tone anything but friendly. Okay, to the point, it seems.

"So it is true you know each other." Yeah, that was what you were telling those men for the past half hour. "Well, the lady here offered to help us. Now, as I was saying, allow me to introduce you to William Dawes and Robert Newman."

Connor ignored the men completely. "I want her out of this," He said. "And your letter said Pitcairn was here."

You rolled your eyes. Okay, you were not a sword-woman, but you were sure you could throw a pretty good punch! Connor was overreacting.

Paul chose to talk later about you, instead, he spoke about John. "Aye. He's readying an assault on Lexington, where Adams and Hancock have taken shelter." Paul made sure the door was closed. "After that, he will march on Concord – hoping to destroy our weapons and supplies. You must help us!"

Connor sighed loudly. "Only tell me where to find him and I will put a stop to this."

It was Revere's time to sigh. "He has dozens, if not hundreds of soldiers at his command. You cannot hope to match him by yourself. But fear-not – for you will not have to! We have an entire army of our own – merely waiting the order to take up arms."

Connor stood in front of Paul. "Then you must call upon them."

Revere nodded. "Indeed, you, [Name] and I will cross the Charles River and rouse the boys." He touched Connor's shoulder, who immediately shrugged him away as he mentioned your name.

"I told you she was not getting invol-"

"William, I need you to take the overland route and do the same." Paul ignored Connor totally. "Robert, I need you up in Chris Church. Light the signal. Two lanterns – our enemy comes by sea!" Robert and William nodded as they parted to do their assigned jobs.

Connor glared as Paul turned to him. "No time for dawdling, my friend! We have lives to save. Come on!" He put his hand over Connor's shoulder, who took it away. Somebody didn't like to be touched, huh?

You smirked playfully at the Assassin as you followed Paul. Connor shook his head in an annoyed way. He swore, if you got so much as a scratch, he was going to kill Revere in the slowest and painfully way possible.

Later: (lol)

Connor ignored you the whole way towards frontier. It was pissing you off. Every time you tried to start a conversation, he would ignore you, or answer with monosyllables, not giving you the opportunity to continue talking. Speaking of pride…

"Connor," You called. As the previous ten times, he kept walking. You stopped in your tracks and glared at his back. "Stop being so childish! Come on! I can take care of myself!"

He stopped too and turned around abruptly. "Take care? You don't even know how to fire a gun, let alone fight!"

You flinched at his tone. Well, you could not exactly deny what he said, merely because it was true, but it still hurt. You just wanted to help. You looked away from him as tears threatened to fall. Of all things, crying in front of Connor was the least you wanted to do.

He sighed. "I…" You could tell he was having a problem trying to say whatever he was going to say. Jerk! "I…apologize if I was too harsh. I just don't want another important person for me in danger." He walked towards your form and put a hand over your shoulder.

Okay, you may have been at the edge of tears, but you caught onto that! He was admitting you were important for him! It definitely made you forget all he said before. "Really?"

He nodded. He lifted his hand and with his thumb, he wiped your tears. "Sorry…"

You smiled at him. "Don't worry about me, Assassin guy!"

His lips curved upwards, a small smile on his lips. "Let's go, Mister Revere is waiting for us."

You nodded and followed him towards the river, where Paul was already waiting in a boat.

The three of you sailed towards the forest. "Ah, they left a single horse." Revere sighed as he got out of the boat, while Connor helped you out.

"What are we going to do?" You asked, you were not going to force the poor animal to carry three people. "I can wa-"

"I'll walk." Connor stated. You walking was absolutely out of question.

Paul nodded. "Okay then miss, you'll have to ride with me. Ah, you take the reins. I'll navigate." He said as he got up the horse.

You were lifted up and onto the horse by Connor [2 . You turned your head away, trying to hide the massive blush. "Thank you!"

"Quickly Connor!" Revere urged when the Assassin went to take the boat out of the water. You sweat dropped when Connor hid his face covering it with his hood. He surely was glaring the poor man. "Okay [Name], I'll guide you towards those we need to alert! Follow my directions and we'll be done in no time!"

"Okay!" You felt as a hero. Doing all of this trying to save a Country. It felt good.

"To the left, [Name]!" You guided the horse left direction, going slow on purpose so Connor wouldn't have to run.

After a lots of directions, you arrived at a little village. Paul got off of the horse and walked towards Connor, who knocked on the door.

"Let everyone know that the regulars march for Lexington and Concord." Revere told the man that opened the door.

Said man shouted. "The British are coming!" Connor nodded.

"Back in the way my friend. We have more people to warn." Revere said, climbing up the horse behind you.

Connor nodded. You followed Revere's direction, getting to another little village in a couple of minutes. As they did before, the Assassin knocked, and Paul spoke.

You repeated the same process to arrive at the third house.

Connor knocked, as before, and Paul stood there ready to talk, you waited on the horse. A man opened the door.

"The Regulars are coming!" Revere exclaimed.

"Here. WE'RE HERE!" One of the redcoats shouted shoving away the man who opened the door. "GET THEM!"

Revere and Connor dashed towards you. "Hurry up, [Name]!" Revere shouted as he got up on the horse.

You looked at Connor with fearful eyes. You didn't have the heart to leave him there. However, he nodded at you, an unmistakable determination in his eyes. You nodded back.

You guided the horse away from the soon-to-be bloody battle.

"Hey, [Name]." Revere called.

"Yeah?" Your voice sounded somewhat broken. Even with that fierce look Connor had…what if-

"We need to warn one more man." He said.

"Oh, sure. Where?"

He took you towards a house. You left the horse in a nearby stable and walked towards Revere, who knocked on the door.

"Where the devil is he?" He snapped when nobody answered the door.

"Paul, are you sure this is the right place?" You asked him.

"Sure I'm sure." He rolled his eyes.

Your eyes widened when a semi-naked woman came running from behind the house. "What the-"

"Prescott?" Paul gaped at the sight of a man without pants.

You raised an eyebrow…okay, thanks for the trauma.

"Evening, gens." The man greeted.

"Listen, the regulars are out. You need to rally your men. And…put on some trousers."

You had to laugh at the last part.

"At once." Prescott answered.

"Okay, [Name], we should go to Hancock's." Revere said mounting the horse.

"But…what about Co-"

"[Name], I am sure, that at this moment, he would be there. Do not worry. That is one damn strong boy."

You smiled at this. "You're right. Let's go, we have a country to save." You winked at him.