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Well, here's the day after Election Day. Hope you guys like this chapter.

Thrown Out

Roseanna POV:

After ettin' I went t'sleep on the pallet next to the bed Johnse's sisters, Nannie and Betty, were in. I was asleep til the movement of my blanket woke me up. I was a bit shocked to be seein' Johnse layin' next to me. Good lord, what was he doin'? in here? My eyes were wide as he smiled at me, placin' his finger to his lips in a be quiet gesture. I felt so shy an' embarrassed bein' seen by him in my shift. I tried to turn away and cover myself back up wit' the blanket, but he placed a hand on my shoulder to stop me. Givin' me a soft smile, he placed a hand on my cheek an' gently tilted my head so I could see him. Oh lord, I could feel my cheeks burnin' deep crimson as his bright blue eyes looked at me.

I was taken aback when he kissed me, his lips softly pressin' 'gainst mine. Oh, my lord… He pulled back an' smiled at me 'fore pepperin' kisses 'long my jaw an' down my neck. When he began to trail kisses down t'my shoulder, pushin' my shift strap to the side, I shied 'way. Johnse lifted his head, lookin' at me wit' softness shinin' in his clear blue eyes. "It's a'ight, my beautiful sweet darlin'." He gently brushed a thumb against my cheekbone while assurin' me, "What we're doin's normal. We care 'bout each other, it's okay."

I just nodded my head, silently an' shyly lettin' him know that I understood his words an' heir meanin'. He smiled back a me 'fore goin' back t'pressin' kisses on my bare shoulder. I felt butterflies flutterin' in my stomach as his lips trailed over my shoulder and t'my chest, his hand unlacin' the ribbon on the front of my shift. Oh lordy…

A Few Hours Later…

I was ridin' 'hind Johnse, my arms wrapped 'round his waist an' my chin restin' on his shoulder, as he trotted his horse towards the Tug bridge. I was just listenin' half-heartedly as he excitedly talked 'bout the future. "An' for our honeymoon we'll take a train ride clear cross the country to Oregon an' see the Pacific Ocean. I read it's a new ocean that goes on an' on; ya can't even see 'cross the other side."

"Mhm…" I hummed, not knowin' whether t'believe him or not. I mean I know he said last night he cares for me, but…

Johnse looked at me from ov'r his shoulder, his brows furrowed. "Roseanna, is there somethin' wrong?"

"Where do I fit in wit' yer list o'conquests?" I honestly asked in a near cry, realizin' that since he had his way wit' me he might just toss me 'side an' find somebody else since he wasn't serious 'bout nobody.

Johnse pulled his horse to a quick stop an' hoped down from it. Lookin' up at me he asked, "You're afraid I'm gonna leave you, ain't ya Roseanna?" I just nodded, droppin' my eyes to look at the ground. "Listen here, my beautiful sweet darlin'." Johnse told me, placin' his hands on my hips and liftin' up off his horse. "I've never felt the way I feel 'bout you for anybody else before." He told me, settin' my feet on the ground. Pushin' a piece of my blonde hair 'hind my ear, he confessed, "I'd go up 'gainst the whole world to be wit' you." Cuppin' my cheek an' brushin' his thumb 'long my cheekbone, Johnse admitted, "I'd ride 'cross that river right now an' ask your daddy permission t'marry you if I could, but we both know he'd shoot me on site if I came home wit' ya right now."

"I know." I nodded. What he said was true, poppy'd be livid if he saw Johnse wit' me since I was out all nite; nev'r came home. I'd just have to tell poppy 'bout 'im an' how he wants t'marry me.

Johnse softly smiled at me 'fore pullin' me into a quick, but lovin' kiss. When we pulled 'way from each other he told me, "Reckon ya gotta go…"

"Yea, but I don't wanna cross that bridge." I told him, lookin' ov'r my shoulder at the nearby bridge that'd take me back t'Kentucky. I let out a heavy sigh 'fore tellin' my beau, "Bye."

"Bye." He waved at me.

Suddenly, a loud pop sounded out in the air an' Johnse jerked, blood sproutin' up from his leftside. "Oww…" He cried out, pressin' his hand 'gainst his bullet wound.

"Yer a dead man, Johnse!" I heard Tolbert's gruff voice echo out above the sound of horse hooves gallopin' 'gainst the ground.

I looked to the direction I heard my brother's voice come from only t'see all of my brothers, angry looks on their faces, ridin' down the hillside an' to the riverbank. I snapped my head so quick t'look at Johnse. "It's my brothers, go!" I shouted out, warnin' him an' frantically wavin' my hands in a go gesture.

"I love you, Roseanna!" Johnse declared, mountin' his horse an' ridin' off.

"No, stop it! Leave him 'lone!" I yelled at my brothers as they rode 'cross the river, sendin' water splashin' 'bout. "We didn't do nothin'!" I told them in a loud cry as they galloped right by me.

My brothers we led by Tolbert an' I knew if he got t'Johnse he'd be dead. Tolbert hated all of the Hatfields, but it wasn't just cause they were s'posed t'be our enemies, but cause he knew his common law wife an' step-son (Jessa and Silas) had a tie to them. Cause he knew that deep down Jessa loved Shaw (who was a Vance an' part of the Hatfield family) an' that he loved her back; that if he (my brother) didn't make a scene at Peggy Eldridge's funeral that Jessa'd be married t'Shaw right now instead of bein' wit' him.

Bud stopped right in front of me so I told him, "We gotta stop 'em, Bud."

Shakin' his head, Bud told me, "We gotta get'cha back t'poppy."

I sighed an' nodded, knowin' he was right. I needed t'get home so I'd be able to explain everythin' to my poppy. I had t'get to him 'fore my brothers cause Tolbert'd blow things out of proportion.

Tolbert POV:

"Stop runnin', Johnse!" I shouted at the sonuva bitch that was fleein' from us. Dumbass, he takes advantage o'my sister an' then thinks he can run 'way an' get 'way wit' it. "Yer dead, Johnse! Dead!" I taunted, aimin' my rifle an' shootin' a shot at Johnse one handed (since I had t'hold Eldorado's reigns). Goddamnit, the bullet whizzed by 'im.

Suddenly, a low hangin' branch 'peared infront of Johnse, knockin' him off his horse since he hit his head on it. Great, now we can get 'im. I led my brothers ov'r to that skirt chasin' Hatfield, who was scurryin' back while grabbin' his pistol wit' shaky hands. "What're ya so hot an' fired up 'bout, Tolbert?" Johnse dumbly asked as I stopped my horse a few feet 'way from 'im.

I scowled while trainin' my gun on him. "Ya took advantage o'my sister."

"I didn't do nothin' t'her, Tolbert." Johnse told me 'fore lookin' at all o'my brothers an' goin' on to say, "All I did was bring her home, feed her dinner, an' give her a warm place t'stay; keep her from harm." Gesturing to us with his head, he said, "Ya'll are the ones that left her wit' no way home."

Fuck…yea…I know I screwed up an' forgot my own sister at the festival venue. I don't need reminded 'bout that 'gain.

"Did ya touch her?" Jim asked, causin' me to snap my head at him an' cut my stormy eyes at him. Of course, he touched her, he's a charmin' skirt chasin' Hatfield. Fuck, Jessa stayed one night at Shaw's old 'partment wit' his family durin' a rainy Thanksgivin' nite an' he fucked her, knocked her up too. Hatfield men corrupt innocent girl when they stay the nite under their roof.

"No." Johnse shook his head. Liar! "Ya think she'd kissin' on me if I violated her in any way?" Johnse asked us, makin' all of my brother's get these hard thinkin' looks on their faces. For fucks sake, I hope they ain't buyin' his bullshit. Of course, my sister'd be kissin' on him if he did somethin' t'her, she's too naïve an' swwet. Hell, so was my wife 'fore I told her the harsh truth an' ways of the world.

"I say we kill 'im an' toss 'im in the river so nobody knows." I suggested t'my brothers, cockin' my rifle at Johnse.

"Roseanna'll know." Johnse piped up.

"Yea, she did say not to hurt him." Calvin spoke up, a torn look on his face.

Dear lord… I rolled my eyes, snappin', "Shut up, Calvin."

"Roseanna'll nev'r forgive ya if somethin' happens to me. Goddamnit, I love her and she loves me." Johnse declared, causin' me to look at him like he had grown a second head.

"That's a load of horse manure." Pharmer told the blonde, his gun barrel pointed right at 'im. Thank god for my fatass brother, at least he's got some sense in his head. No wonder he's my fav'rite brother.

"Since I gotta prove it t'ya, here's my gun." Johnse said, tossin' his gun at us, causin' it to land on the leaf covered ground wit' a crunchin' thud.

Jim nodded, buyin' the charmin' Hatfield's bullshit, 'fore askin', "How bad you shot, Johns?" Not bad 'nough. Couple more inches an' he'd be dead from gutshot…

"Not bad, bullet tore right thru me." Johnse answered, lookin' down at his side that was bleedin' somethin' awful. Too bad that bullet tore right thru 'im. Diggin' it out would've been better, would've been painful too.

"Come on, let's go." Jim ordered us, turnin' his horse 'round an' leadin' the way back to the Tug. I stared down Jonse, quietly lettin' him know that I was gonna get 'im one day. "Tolbert!" Jim shouted at me, callin' me t'follow him an' our brothers.

I spat at Johnse 'fore turnin' Eldorado 'round an' trottin' off after my brothers.

Jessa POV:

I was sitting inside of the McCoy house waiting with everyone for Roseanna to come home with her brothers. Everyone, but Randall, ate breakfast. My crazed father-in-law paced most of the night, never slept, and held onto his folded belt too. Hell, he was still pacing round. God, he reminded me of a caged tiger in the zoo, ready to strike and just biding his time. Dear god, I hope he doesn't go down Roseanna's throat for her thing with Johnse. I mean I know he disowns her, I read as much, but I just don't want him being too harsh on her. Roseanna's so sweet and I think Randall being harsh with her would break her heart.

"Poppy, poppy, we found her!" Bud exclaimed, flinging the door open.

Without a word, Randall stormed outside. All of us quickly followed behind him. By time I stepped foot onto the porch, my son perched on my hip, Roseanna was standing right at the bottom of the porch stairs. By the blush and the glow on her face I knew that she slept with Johnse. Oh my god, the poor thing did the same thing I did. She slept over at a guy's house and gave him her virginity. My heart instantly went out to her cause I knew, I just knew that once she told Randall that she was with Johnse she was going to be turned away from the family. Well, fuck that, I wasn't going to turn my back on her. I can relate to her; I won't end my friendship with Roseanna.

"You spent the nite under a Hatfield roof?" Randall asked, his brows deeply furrowed as his eyes held a crazy edge to them. Of course, she spent the night under a Hatfield roof. Where else would she be sleeping, the barn? God, the Hatfields might be a bit intimidating, scary, and violent, but I don't they'd be cruel enough to make a girl sleep anywhere except for a bed or a pallet in a warm house.

"Yes." Roseanna nodded before quickly adding in, "Mr. Hatfield kindly gave me permission t'stay wit' Johnse's sisters, Sir." With a big blushing smile, she announced, "Johnse says he wants to marry me." Everyone, expected for me, looked at Roseanna like she needed committed into the looney bin. I understood her and where she was coming from. I myself had a talk with Shaw about honeymoons and marriage after our first time (well my very first time and his first time with me since he'd been with other girls before). I just couldn't judge Roseanna cause if I did I'd be a hypocrite. "He wants to come here, ask ya proper an' make things right."

"Did he touch you?" Randall bluntly asked, his eyes tiny hateful slits, as he stared down his eldest daughter.

"No." The fair-haired girl quickly blurted out; her blue eyes slightly wide with shock that her poppy would ask her such a thing. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Sally cut a very deep and disapproving look at her daughter.

Shaking his head, Randall declared, "Yer not my daughter anymore." Roseanna's breath hitched and her sweet heart-shaped face fell. "Ya like the Hatfields so much then go live wit' 'em forever." Randall told his once favorite daughter before storming inside of the house.

Nobody dared to look at Roseanna, they just followed Randall inside. Bud walked down the porch to go unhitch his horse while I walked down the porch, going over to my dearest friend. She was on the verge of tears whenever I stopped right in front of her. Placing my hand on Roseanna's shoulder, I softly assured her, "I don't care what your poppy says, I'm not disowning you. I'm going to stay close with you; even visit you."

"But it just ain't poppy you'd be goin' up 'gainst, but my brother too." Roseanna squeaked out while Bud stood with his horse's reigns in his hand, waiting for us to say our goodbyes.

"I don't care what Tolbert thinks or says 'bout this. I won't turn my back on you. I've done it before when I first got here with Allie, but I won't do it again with you. I won't become friendless over a feud that'll never end." I firmly and honestly told my sister-in-law, causing her to just nod at me. "I understand how you feel, Rosie. I won't hold Johnse against you, but I just pray his family welcomes you into it cause from what I know about them they're a bit imposing and untrustful."

"I'll be fine." Roseanna told me, holding back the dam of tears that were ready to break, before hugging me goodbye. After pulling back and ending our hug, she told me with a soft smile, "I talked to Shaw last night and he still loves you. He misses you something awful cause he's nev'r stopped lovin' you."

"What?..." I let out in a whispered whoosh. Oh my god, he told her that? Really? Oh my god…

"It's not too late for you to have your first love, to reunite with your soulmate and be happy." Roseanna told me in one of those romanticized tones. "Even tho my poppy an' family's turned me 'way I'll be wit' Johnse. He loves me; he'll make sure I'm happy." She told me before walking off to where Bud was waiting for her with his horse.

Quickly, Bud helped Roseanna onto the horse and then led it away from the house, towards the wood clearing that led to the road. What the hell? Was he giving her and the horse over to Johnse and the Hatfields? Oh hell…

Oh god, I hope, no I pray, that things can be changed and Roseanna won't be heartbroken and abandoned by Johnse. She's such a good and sweet person, she doesn't deserve heartbreak and suffering. The only way I can make sure that things change is to get somebody to help change them, meaning I needed to pay Shaw a visit at his office not just for the custody agreement we made, but to plead my case to him about helping Johnse and Roseanna work out. If he truly feels the way that Roseanna told me he does then Shaw'll help keep them together cause he wouldn't want to see somebody else torn apart and broken up over a feud.

Devil Anse POV:

To say I was shocked when Johnse walked thru the door, holdin' his bleedin' side, with Roseanna McCoy next to him was an understatement. Sam's Hill, I gave that boy of mine the simple task of leavin' that girl off at the Tug an' he couldn't even do that right. Goddmanit, why was my son so dumb? How did I get such a dumb son? Cap wasn't a goddamn idiot; he was smart and settled down with the girl I told him to marry. A girl that proved herself worthy of the Hatfield name.

I sent Roseanna to the girls' room while Levicy fetched the things needed t'patch our dumbass son with. Hell, sometimes I think Cotton's got more brains then my firstborn son. As soon as that girl left the room and my son plopped his ass onto the table, I asked him, "Why in the hell's she here for and what happened to you?"

"I told Roseanna 'fore lettin' her off that I wanted to marry her, but I knew I weren't able to see her poppy 'bout it without gettin' hurt. Her brothers came and chased me while she went home an' told Randall 'bout me. He got mad and sent her back over the Tug with her horse." Johnse told me while Levicy placed a bowl of water, some cloth for bandages, and a small hand towel on the table 'fore sitting down.

I shook my head at Johnse while my wife began washin' and cleanin' his side. "Maybe we oughtta have Doc Rutherford take a look at this." My wife suggested.

"No use, he'd only do what you're doin'." Johnse told his mother 'fore letting out a sudden, "Ow.", as Levicy poked his wound to make sure there wasn't any led in it.

"I won't go 'gainst Rand'l McCoy or any man when it comes to his daughter." I told my son, letting him know that I couldn't give him my blessin' to be with Roseanna. No, not when it'd go 'gainst a father's wishes. I couldn't do that disrespect to Randall, 'specially since I have daughters of my own and won't want anybody going 'gainst my wishes for them.

"But, daddy, he says he doesn't care; surely if you give permission he can't object." My son whined, sounding like an idoit.

Yea…nobody objected…that's why he had a bullet rip thru his side. Pointin' my pipe at his side, that Levicy'd just finished cleanin', I flatly told Johnse, "Well, somebody did."

"Yea, her boneheaded brothers." Johnse told me before going on to say in a pleading whine, "But we love each other and want to get married. We're both of age; there's no reason not to give us permission."

Levicy stood up and thwacked our dumbass son on the side of the head while telling him, "You just met her, don't even know what love is yet."

"Please, if ya'll won't let us marry then at least let her stay." Johnse pleaded with big blue puppy dog eyes. I had to turn 'way from him and head over to the fireplace so that I wouldn't give in. That look, I couldn't say no to that look. "Mama, she's been thrown out and has nowhere to go." Johnse pleaded to his mother, who made the mistake of looking at our son's puppy dog eyes instead of walkin' off.

I knew I'd lost my battle of sendin' the girl 'way. I knew that Levicy would give into our son's request, especially since he was her baby. Thank god my baby wasn't a goddamn idiot. At least one of our baby's turned out good. Turnin' 'round I saw my wife nod 'fore saying, "She can stay here, but only til her family comes for her." Sam's Hill, that family's never gonna come for the girl. She's out, one less mouth to feed.

"Thank you, mama. Thank you." Johnse nearly cried, hugging his mother so tight that she looked like a tick 'bout to pop. Whenever he ended the hug my wife just patted him on the arm.

"Listen and listen good, son." I told Johnse, pointin' my pipe at him. "She'll stay here, but she'll keep her own name." I wasn't havin' no shackin' up under my roof. They'd be in separate rooms; no sharin' the same bed and the same name.

The color drained from my son's face, but he nodded in agreement never-the-less. Great, now I got a situation that's very touchy on my hands. Just what I don't fuckin' need. Why couldn't Johnse just find a nice girl here in West Virginia, why'd he have to get with Roseanna McCoy for? I would have a problem child…

AN:

Well, it's official, Roseanna's disowned by her family and has been taken in by Johnse's. Tolbert, he's his typical self huh? Hmm, how do ya'll think Jessa talking to Shaw about trying to make sure Johnse and Roseanna stay together is going to go? Do you think he's going to try to wear her down about their past relationship or just agree to help our Johnse and Roseanna?