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Here's the conclusion of Election Day. Guess who's staying for dinner and the night?...Yikes…

Election Day, 1860 Pt.3

Abel POV:

As soon as I walked thru my door and into my house, I was met by the sight of Nancy sitting on our bed in her shift. She had a sour look on her face and her arms were crossed over her chest. "Roseanna ran off with Johnse Hatfield today at the festival." My girlfriend told me as I took off my hat and hung it up on the hook by the door.

Yea, I knew that was going to happen, but I didn't know that Nancy was going to see it. "Oh…" I simply said, not knowing what else to say, while making my way further into our cabin.

"She don't know him from Adam, but she just runs off with him." Nancy shrieked, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Well, to his credit, he's very charming. Always talkin' whores into free goes." I told Nancy, unbuttoning my shirt and taking it off.

"She knows how evil his family is, but she runs off wit' him anyways? Goddamnit, is she really that stupid?" Nancy asked, her jaw clenched in anger, while I continued to strip down to my long-john pants.

"Um, you don't want me to answer that, do ya, Nance?" I asked, leaving my clothes on the floor and making my way over to the bed. I hope she didn't want an answer cause I thought that Roseanna was too nice for her own good, maybe a bit dumb too.

Nancy's eyes narrowed at me as I sat down next to her on our bed. While I was adjusting my pillow, she firmly told me in her overly sweet tone, "I want you to find out how they treated my cousin, ya hear me, Abel?"

"I hear ya."

*Meanwhile Over In Pike County, Ky…*

Jessa POV:

After arriving at my in-laws, I put Silas down for a nap and helped Sally cook dinner. That was hours ago and now I was sitting at the table, with my son on my lap, anxiously waiting for my husband and his brothers to come home (without Roseanna). I knew that Roseanna went home with Johnse instead due to what I read in my history book. I just didn't know how Randall was going to react. I was a bit nervous cause I knew that my fair-haired sister-in-law was his favorite child and surmised that he'd be mad that she never came home.

Oh my god, mad wasn't even the word to describe it.

Everyone was eating their dinner, which was just a simple stew made with salt pork and some vegetables, whenever the front door opened and Tolbert walked in with Pharmer and Bud right behind him. His stormy blue eyes widened slightly when he noticed that Roseanna wasn't gathered around the table eating with us. I could tell by the way his brows flew into his hairline that he knew he was in trouble for not bringing his sister home.

"Where's yer sister?" Randall asked in a firm, but eerily low tone, as he stared sinisterly at Tolbert.

"Uh, I dunno…" Tolbert told his father in a slightly wide-eyed mumble while his brothers stood behind him, shaking like scared jack rabbits.

"Y'dunno!?" Randall bellowed, rising from the table and pulling his belt out of the loops in a quick whoosh. Without missing a beat, Randall stormed over to Tolbert while folding his belt in half. "I told ya t'bring yer sister home wit'out fail!" He roared, beating my husband in the face with the belt while the other two scrambled out of the house.

"Poppy, she didn't answer when I called out t'her." Tolbert defended himself, quickly backing away from his father and towards the open door.

"I told ya t'bring yer sister home wit'out fail, Tolbert!" Randall lunged at Tolbert, whacking him in the face again.

Oh my god, I can't believe this is happening. My father-in-law's beating my husband in the face (and he's just taking it too, what the fuck?) while everyone else just eats like what they're witnessing is normal. Sam's Hill, even Sally seems unfazed that her husband's beating the shit out of her son with a belt. My grip on my son got tighter as I pulled him to my chest, subconsciously trying to keep him safe.

"She didn't answer. How were we s'pose to know she nev'r came home?" Tolbert remarked as he backed out of the front door, while being smacked by Randall with a belt.

"Go and find yer sister!" Randall ordered, waving his belt around as Tolbert ran down the front porch.

"Poppy, we tried t'bring her home, but she didn't answer." Pharmer told Randall from his spot near a porch post while his redheaded brother stalked off towards the barn.

Randall didn't say a word, just marched up to him and hit him in the face with his belt. Turning to Bud, who was by the stairs, he beat him too, while ordering, "Fine yer sister an' don't come home til ya do!"

Bud and Pharmer ran down the porch, no doubt joining Tolbert at the barn to saddle their horses. Randall spun on his heel and walked back into the house. He had what could only be described as crazy eyes as he pointed his belt at his other sons, Jim and Calvin. "Go help yer brothers find yer sister; bring her home."

Quickly, Jim and Calvin rose from the table, got their hats from the hook by the door, and rushed out of the house to do their father's bidding. Randall began pacing the floor, his folded belt clenched tightly in his hand, while everyone else continued to eat. It freaked me out how the McCoys seemed so nonchalant about Randall's fly off he handlebars temper. I for one was worried. Especially since I've never seen Mr. McCoy beat his kids before or get a wild crazy eyed look, meaning that I didn't view the situation as normal.

Oh god, I need to get out of this house and go home. I stood up from the table and went to walk across the kitchen, but was stopped whenever Randall's low and hard tone barked, "Don't ya dare move unless it's t'help Sally clear the table. Yer part of this family an' nobody's leavin' this house til Roseanna gets brought home."

Shit, I'm stuck in this crazy house now… I just nodded while telling the quick, but believable lie of, "I need to put Silas up so I can help do the dishes, Randall."

"O'course." My half-mad father-in-law nodded. Waving towards the master bedroom off the kitchen, he simply said, "Go 'head."

Allie POV:

Dinner was over hours ago, but everyone was still gathered at the main Hatfield house. The babies were sleeping in a large crib set up in Anse and Levicy's room while all the other children were allowed to stay up since it was a special day today (Yea, apparently Election Day was treated like a holiday or something in the Tug River Valley.). My husband, Cap, was sitting at the table with Skunk Hair, Shaw, and Sully talking about simple things while I was helping Levicy with the dishes. Vera, Olga, and my sister-in-laws Nannie and Betty were helping with the cleanup too. The other children were all scattered about and huddled in various area on the floor, while many of the adults were either sitting in the living room or out on the front porch. Lias and Ellison were some of the people the front porch while Uncle Jim sat sprawled out in a sitting chair in the living with with Cotton perched by his feet, petting and playing with Mr. Howles.

I was drying a dish whenever the door creaked open followed by the sounds of boots pattering against the floor. "Everyone, this is Roseanna McCoy. She didn't have no way home, so I brung her here." Johnse's voice echoed throughout the house causing everyone to stop what they were doing and turn their attention to the door that Johnse and a fair-haired girl had just walked thru.

So, it's official. Johnse and Roseanna are definitely happening.

"Aw, hell, look at what the cat just dragged in. It's a real McCoy, in the flesh, in the Hatfield house." Uncle Jim cackled, sarcasm dripping from his mouth worse than the way his tobacco juice does.

Devil Anse, who was sitting in a chair near Uncle Jim, gave his son a hard look before getting up and walking over to greet the new couple (Johnse and Roseanna). "Roseanna, I'm Anse Hatfield." My father-in-law told the blonde girl with a cold undertone in his voice. "Go over to my wife, Levicy, and she'll fix ya up with something to drink and et."

Roseanna just nodded before walking over to where I was standing with my mother-in-law. Levicy just gave the girl an inquisitive look as she came to a stop before us. Biting her lip nervously, Roseanna squeaked out, "Mr. Hatfield told me you'd get me somethin' to et an' drink, Ma'am."

"Of course, dear." Levicy said in her syrupy tone before going over to where the coffee cups were kept in a nearby cupboard.

I took Levicy's place washing the dishes, giving Vera and Olga pointed looks that quietly let them know that while Levicy catered to Johnse's new girlfriend we were finishing the dishes. Vera just nodded, accepting that we had to do the dishes, but Olga's eyes narrowed a bit hatefully at Roseanna. Oh boy, I think she's upset at the fair-haired girl cause she's close to Jessa (the object of Shaw's obsession). As I scrubbed clean one of the dishes, Levicy poured Roseanna a cup of coffee. I handed Vera the cleaned dish while Levicy came to a stop by Roseanna and handed her the cup of coffee.

Right as Levicy grabbed the dried dish from Vera, Shaw's voice cheerfully told Roseanna, "Hey, Roseanna, you can come over here and sit."

Olga's brown doe eyes turned into hateful black angry coals, burning into Roseanna, as the girl walked over to the table while saying, "Hi, Shaw. Good to see you."

"Good lord, the McCoy's sister's friendly wit' Shaw too?" Olga spat out in a low whisper that only me and Vera could hear as Roseanna took a seat next to Shaw, causing her to be pinned in between him and Sully at the table.

"Olga, of course they're friendly, she's Jessa's sister-in-law. Jessa courted with Shaw before she got with Tolbert so I'm sure he was around the McCoy house for dinners and such." I told Olga, washing a dish and handing it over to Vera for drying. "Whatever you think about her, keep it to yourself cause I don't think Shaw's going to put up with you bad mouthing Johnse's girl." I told Olga, while she took the dried dish from Vera and put it up, as I scrubbed another dish clean.

"I'm tired of worryin' 'bout what that blackheart thinks." Olga muttered under her breath while waiting for Vera to hand her another dry dish to put away.

Devil Anse POV:

"You brought Randall McCoy's daughter home, what were ya thinkin' son?" I asked my son in a hiss, my eyes subtly going over to where Roseanna was sitting in between Shaw and Sully.

"She didn't have any way home and I couldn't very well leave her all alone in the dark now could I, daddy?" Johnse told me while I noticed Levicy bringing our unwanted guest over a plate of food.

"Hell, bringin' her here after midnight doesn't look good at all, Johns."

"But she didn't have anywhere else to go." Johnse whined, causing me to just give him a hard-pointed look. My son's shoulders squared and his back got ramrod straight as he quickly hurled out, "If her bein' here's such a problem then I'll hitch up a wagon and ride her on home."

"You ain't hitchin' up a wagon nor goin' nowhere t'night, son." I firmly told me son before shaking my head and adding in a low drawl, "Hell, Ole McCoy sees you with his daughter before sun up an' he'll shoot your damn head off. Not that I'd blame him…" Turning to look at my wife, who was now back to doin' up the dishes with the other girls, I told her, "Levicy, have the girls make up a pallet in their room for our guest." My wife just nodded before pointing to our daughters and telling them what I wanted done. Pointing my pipe at my oldest son, who was a rightful pain in my ass, told him, "She's stayin' the night, but I want ya to lay off her. Tomorrow, you'll take her to the edge of the Tug and leave her off."

"Yes, dad." Johnse nodded, knowing I wasn't in the mood for any bullshit.

"And get rid of them fancy-nancy boots, you're supposed to be a working man." I ordered my son, pointing my pipe at those ridiculous fringed suede boots he ordered from some goddamn catalog, before walking by him and over to the door. I was fuming mad as I opened the door and went out onto the porch. As soon as I slammed the door shut behind me, my brother Ellison looked up at me from his spot rocking in a chair and remarked with a shrug, "Eh, nice lookin' girl."

"Don't make it worth the goddamn trouble." I replied, stalking over to lean against the porch post that was by the stairs.

Lias was sitting on the porch, leaning against the post while one of his feet was planted on a step. He was badly playin' the fiddle he talked Tolbert McCoy out of. Yea…that'd come back to bite him in the ass one day since it was a deal made wit' a McCoy. Lias paused in his playin' only to look at me and chuckle, "Imagine the look on Ole Rand'l's face tho at hearin' his daughter's wit' our Johnse."

"Oh, hush up and go back to your practicin'." I snapped, causing my uncle to start up his playing again. "Perhaps another tune." I suggested since the one he was playin' sounded like a bunch of kittens drownin' in a barrel of rain water.

Lias stopped playin' and let out a loud laugh while Ellison let out a chuckle before taking a sip of his flask. I just shook my head at them and walked off to an open rocker a few yards away. Damnit, I needed to get away from all the goddamn idiots in my family right now.

I was rocking and brooding over how stupid my son, Johnse, was as Lias' sour tune echoed in the air. Shit, the man can play a guitar, but can't play a fiddle worth a bucket of spit. My thoughts were on my son and how his actions might cause some backlash to the family whenever I heard the sound of somebody taking a seat in the rocker next to me, makin' it creek. I looked over my shoulder only to see my cousin, Sully. I didn't say a word, just arched a brow at him in a silent question of, 'What'd you want?', as I stopped rockin'.

"Johnse and Roseanna seem enthralled with each other." Sully told me in an informative tone.

"They just met, of course they're enthralled." I scoffed, rollin' my eyes.

"I think it's more than just meeting, Anse. It seems like a love at first sight situation."

"What?" I asked, whippin' my head 'round to give my cousin an arched brow look, "Sully have you been nippin' in your son's whiskey stash?" Shakin' my head, I firmly stated, "No way is my son in love with that McCoy girl." He couldn't be in love with her, they just met.

Sully tilted his head at me, "Her name's Roseanna, Anse, and yes, I do believe he's in love with her or at least likes her a lot."

"I doubt it. You know how my son is with girls." I flatly remarked, starting to rock in my chair again.

"Yes, that's why I believe he truly cares for Roseanna. Johnse's never brought a girl home, that is until now. He's even said that he wouldn't bring one he wasn't serious about, didn't care for, home either."

"Goddamnit, Sully, shut up." I ordered, not wanting to hear what he was saying.

"I'm not shutting up cause you need to hear what I'm saying." Sully firmly told me, staring me down with his blue eyes, before going on to say, "I know it sounds crazy, but Johnse cares for, maybe even loves, Roseanna. Him bringing her here's proof of it."

"She's a McCoy, it ain't right." No son of mine's going to be with a daughter of Rand'l McCoy. Ain't natural with this feud goin' on an' all.

"Yea, just like Randall making Jessa George, his ward, end things with my son even tho she was carrying his child wasn't right. And Randall making that girl become common law with his son to keep Shaw's boy from him ain't right either." Sully spat out in a cold, disgusted rant, as his jaw clenched in anger. Looking at me he said, "Two wrongs don't make a right, Anse. Don't be like Randall, don't tear apart a couple; make them both miserable all cause you don't like somebody's family." Standing to his feet he announced, "I better get going."

Goddamnit…

Shaw POV:

"So, you two's together?" I asked both Johnse and Roseanna (she was sitting by me and Johnse was by her) while the girl ate her food like she was a starving kid in China.

"I just brought her home cause she didn't have nowhere else to go." Johnse told me as a cover while Roseanna just silently shrugged.

"I don't see a problem with ya'll being together, it's your life so do whatever." I honestly told them, letting them know that they had me rooting for them in their corner.

"Don't tell them that." Cap barked at me before waving a hand between his brother and the meek blonde girl and scoffing, "Their lil fling's gonna get somebody killed."

"Cap, I'm gonna tell you the same thing I told your wife, you better worry about who Abel's with cause what he's doing's gonna get us all killed." I firmly remarked with steel in my deep drawling tone as I cut my honey eyes at Cap. The sharpshooter just shook his head, blowing off my comment. Giving my cousin a smirk, I asked, "Talk about Abel, where's he at?"

"He went home after the festival; told Allie he had a headache." Was Cap's answer. An answer that no doubt was a lie Abel made up so that he could have dinner and a fuck with Nancy McCoy, the bitter shrew of the Tug River Valley.

"I bet he had a headache…" I muttered, rolling my eyes. Turning my attention back to Johnse and Roseanna, I told the couple, "Don't let anyone come between you two. Be strong and you'll work out."

"You miss Jessa don't ya?" Roseanna asked, a soft look on her face, as she picked her biscuit up from her half-eaten plate.

"Terribly so." I sadly nodded, taking my cigarette case out of my pocket. "I'm in love with her, but your brother snagged her up after breaking us up." I told Roseanna, taking a cigarette out of my case and sticking it into my mouth. I closed the case and placed it back into my pocket before taking out my matchbook while remarking, "Knew she was pregnant too and still had to take up with her to get over on me."

"Oh, goddamnit, ya just had'a get him started on Jessa and that baby of theirs." Skunk Hair grumbled from his spot next to Cap before taking a large swig of coffee from the tin mug in his hand.

I rolled my eyes at Skunk Hair while lighting up my cigarette. After taking my first drag off my smoke, I told him, "Why don't you and Cap mind your own business or better get take your families and go home since dinner's done with now."

"We don't gotta leave, this is my folks' place." Pointing a finger between me and Roseanna, Cap gritted out, "If anybody's gotta leave it's that McCoy girl and you."

"Hey, Cap, calm down. No need to get nasty with our cousin and my lady friend." Johnse told his brother, attempting to calm thing down.

"You're all a bunch of goddamn idoits." Cap shook his head before standing up from the table. "I'm gonna grab my wife and boy, then head out. I'm tired of sharing space with a McCoy and a jackass." He said in a low, but hard tone, before walking off to where Allie was sitting with the other women by the fireplace in the main room.

"I'm gonna go too." Skunk Hair announced before rising from the table and following Cap towards the fireplace in order to tell Vera he was ready to go.

Allie and Vera hugged Olga goodbye before leaving the main room and walking to the master bedroom to get their kids. Of course, to reach the master bedroom they had to pass thru the kitchen. Vera didn't dare look at any of us sitting at the table, but Allie did. She had a look of compassion for Roseanna and Johnse in her sapphire eyes, but once those eyes feel on me, they turned into dark raging pools of blue. It was clear as day to me that she couldn't stand me, hated my guts. I'm pretty sure that Olga's the reason for that too. Crazy, stupid bitch prolly has me out to be some horrible mean guy when she's the one that's lacking in her duties.

I watched Allie and Vera, holding their sleeping babies, walk over to the front door where Cap and Skunk Hair were waiting for them. Quietly, they all walked out of the door, not even bothering to wave at any us of that were sitting at the table. Eh, great manners huh? Whatever, not like it mattered anyways since Johnse was making goo-goo eyes at Roseanna while she finished up her meal. Reckon I was the only one that noticed we were snubbed since I was silently smoking and paying attention to my surroundings.

I thought that Roseanna and Johnse were a cute couple. I mean she was nice and he was kinda carefree so they worked together. I just hope that they can stay together, that they can rewrite what's in the history books. As somebody that had their relationship meddled in cause of the feud, I know for a fact that not being able to be with your soulmate cause of being born into the wrong bloodline was both horrible and heartbreaking.

I knew that I had to go home too, so with a sigh I stood up. "I'll see ya'll later." I smiled at the blonde couple before making my way over to the master bedroom in order to get Lydia.

"Bye, Shaw." Johnse told me while at the same time Roseanna softly squeaked out, "Bye."

Quickly, I walked into the master bedroom and went over to the large crib Lydia was in. I wonder if Levicy and Anse ever actually took the thing out of their room considering they had a baby every couple of years. Speaking of, they should be putting another bun in the oven soon. They still have a few more kids to have or at least they do according to the history books.

"Ssh, sweetheart, it's okay." I told my daughter, who started to fuss, after I picked her up. "Daddy's got ya." I cooed, lightly rubbing her back. "We're gonna go home." I softly told Lydia as she leaned against my shoulder, closing her little eyes.

Quickly, I left the room and made my way to the main part of the house to get Olga. Blah, if I could just leave her here I would, but sadly I have to bring her home with me. Actually, now with Roseanna and Johnse together, I need to tell Olga that she's gotta go. I hope she leave this time since she didn't last time and made my life a fucking living hell.

"Olga, it's time to go." I told the brunette, who was just sitting and staring into the fire.

She didn't say a word, just nodded and stood up. She gave Roseanna a nasty look before storming by me and out the door. Ah, so she doesn't like Roseanna cause the meek blonde's close to Jessa. Too bad cause I plan on becoming best fucking friends with Johnse and Roseanna so the blonde girl could talk me up to Jessa, who I'm sure she'll still be in contact with since they're so close.

I followed Olga out of the house and followed her over to my wagon. Once she was seated, I passed her over Lydia and climbed up into the wagon. Without saying a word, I snapped the reigns and pulled away from the main Hatfield house.

AN:

Hope you guys liked this chapter. Next up is the day after Election Day. You know when Roseanna gets disowned…