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It was hard to tell exactly how long they'd been at a standstill. No one was speaking, so Marion couldn't use their current point in the conversation for reference, and the amount of time spent in a TV show rarely translated to real lifetime. That's why characters would spend 30 minutes talking about how they only had 15 minutes left and end the episode with 12.

It wasn't like Marion wished that the Clanton brothers had successfully taken Steven or herself hostage. Honest and true, she didn't. But just standing around in the jailhouse waiting? There wasn't even any talk or banter. It was just the uneasy semi-silence of two groups of people standing across from each other with neither group wanting to start a proper conflict, but both being willing to finish.

The Clanton brothers weren't going to leave until either the Doctor gave himself up or, (as Marion knew was going to happen) Charlie managed to make his way over and let them know that the real Holliday had been at the bar the whole time.

Now in another universe (or, as the Doctor had called it earlier...or later. (Whatever) the Omega Timeline), the brothers were holding Steven hostage and had every intention of hanging him if "Holliday" didn't give himself up.

What was currently happening right now could more or less be summarized as:

"Come outside so we can hang you,"

"No. And if you try to come inside, the lawmen will shoot you,"

"We'll wait outside until you change your mind,"

"We'll wait inside until YOU change your mind,"

It was simply a matter of staying away from the door and the windows in case someone got bold and decided to fire a gun and wait for the barman to show up. Simple really. Just a bit boring.

But wait, there was some noise outside of the jail people moving out of the way and someone...shouting?

"Mister Clanton! Mister Clanton!"

'Fuckin' finally,' Marion thought, 'Charlie's been taking forever!'

(It had in fact, only been about twenty or so minutes, but that's not important.)

"Stay outta this, Charlie," yelled Wyatt through the open door.

Charlie ignored him. "Mister Clanton, that ain't Doc Holliday that's being held in there,"

"I said stay outta this, Charlie," Wyatt insisted.

Marion that there was a reason Wyatt was trying to make the Clantons think that the Doctor was Holliday. She also knew that said was a reason that she probably would've known if she had bothered to study the Western United States during the late 19th century but she hadn't and now the only thing that she knew was that it was annoying.

"It's like the old guy and those performers kept tryin' to tell ya. I'm sorry, Mister Earp, but I figure'd to save you all a deal a trouble,"

Marion was still inside the jailhouse and couldn't tell which Clanton spoke next other than the fact that it wasn't Tan Hat, and she only knew that because she could see him and his hat through the doorway just fine but couldn't see the folks who were speaking because of where she was standing.

"What makes you think it ain't him?"

"Well on account of Doc Holliday just bein' in the bar,"

"What? You're drunk!"

"If'n I'm drunk, your friend Seth Harper's still alive. Which he ain't,"

"What's that you say?"

"Holliday shot 'im clean as a whistle. Fastest thing I ever saw,"

"If'n you're lyin', Charlie, so help me God,"

"Why should I lie, Mister Clanton? I just want to stop you boys gettin' up against the law over nothin',"

A couple of the Clanton brothers, the ones who Marion assumed has been talking to Charlie, moved to the doorway of the jailhouse. Likely so that they could confront Wyatt Earp better.

"You knew that old guy in there weren't Holliday!"

Marion knew that this statement was directed towards Wyatt, but she still mouthed "I told you so," while standing behind the Marshall so that the brothers could see her doing so.

"This just about does it, Earp,"

Wyatt pulled out his gun and pointed it at the two men, daring them to come closer.

"Try callin' me Marshall, and rememberin' it too,"

"Well, Marshall, you got an answer?" said the brother with the lighter colored shirt.

"I don't need to answer to you," Wyatt shot back, "I'll answer to the committee if need be. Now get back to the ranch while you can still ride,"

"I don't take no orders from you,"

"Leave it, Billy. Earp won't be givin' any orders when Pa gets through with him. He'll lose that star so fast it'll burn a hole in his coat. Come on, Billy,"

"We'll be seein' ya, Earp," said the brother with a lighter colored shirt (who's name was Billy apparently).

Earp tipped his hat to them.

"My pleasure,"

The two men grumbled, turned, and left.

"Well," Marion said, "That wasn't nearly as unpleasant as it might've been. A+ everyone,"

"Well. We aren't going to give things a chance to get any worse. Yes, yes. Tomorrow we're leaving. Goodbye Mister Werp," the Doctor headed out the door with Marion and Steven close behind him.

"Oh, er, goodbye Doc,"

Marion, Steven, and the Doctor walked through the doors of the Last Chance Saloon just as the Clanton brothers and their father made their way out.

"Doctor," Steven continued what he had been saying as they wanted out, "before we can leave on the TARDIS, we need to get Dodo don't we?"

"Yes, Dodo. Well, my boy, presumably she spent the evening in her room,"

Marion realized that she forgot about something, but that thing was now coming back to her. Part of Marion considered that maybe she should've told Dodo to stay in her room, no matter what, but on the other hand, she had no real reason to believe that Dodo would do what she said. Matter of fact, she might've left the room solely because she'd been asked not to. Dodo was fine anyway, so it's not like it mattered much.

"So..." Marion began. Before she could say where Dodo actually was, Charlie came from behind the bar.

"Oh, pardon me, but, er, are you alludin' to your friend Miss Dodo Dupont?"

"Of course, of course," the Doctor confirmed.

"Well I'm sorry folks, but she ain't in her room no more,"

"Why, whatever for?" the Doctor asked.

"Well, on account she checked out a while back,"

"Checked out, but-"

"She lit out after the killin' with Doc Holliday. Was with him when he shot Seth Harper right where you're standin',"

"What, she was with Holliday?" Steven asked in shock.

"Surely was," Charlie confirmed, "Him, her 'n Kate lit out together, friendly as you please,"

"Look, surely she left a message of some sort?"

"Now Mister," Charlie shook his head like he was talking to a small child, "if'n you're involved in a killin', you don't leave no messages. You git,"

"Well, we've got to find her, fast," Steven looked at Marion as if to ask.

"Did you know about this?"

To which Marion responded with a sheepish shrug that said, "Kind of, but I had other things on my mind at the time,"

"Well, friend, you wanna find her, you find Doc Holliday,"

"Now don't be ridiculous. Doc Holliday's a great friend of mine. He gave me a-" whatever the Doctor had been going to say, he thought better of it, "He extracted my tooth. Good gracious me, what more do you want? Come along, boy. Come along, come along," the Doctor went up the stairs.

"Doctor, he's a...," the Doctor ignored Steven, "gunman,"

"Extracting your tooth while drunk CAN'T be where the-. Oh never mind," The Doctor wasn't listening to Steven or Marion and Marion had something far more important than that to talk about.

"Charlie," Marion said, stopping on the stairs.

"Yeah?"

"I know a lot of things that'd be impossible for most people to know, and sometimes, it's a matter of life and death,"

She turned on her heel to face the barman.

"I knew that they were sending Phineas to follow me and Steven and I knew that if they got us back to this here saloon, they were definitely going to threaten to hang Steven and may or may not've tried to hang me. I knew that Holliday was going to give the Doctor, my Doctor mind you, his gun to trick the Clanton brothers into thinking that he was him. I told the Doctor not to take the gun but well, you know how that went,"

Charlie looked confused. Probably, because, it seemed like her statement came right out of nowhere. Which from his perspective to be fair, it did.

"The point that I'm trying to make is that I know stuff. For example, I know that the Clanton brothers are hiring Ringo to replace Harper, and I know that you know that,"

"What're you trying to say," Charlie asked, defensively.

"I'm trying to say that if you show that you recognize Johnny Ringo or you even mention Wyatt Earp or Sheriff Bat in earshot of him, he is going to kill you,"

"Wha-,"

"If I were you, I'd leave. If you don't want to get gunned down I mean," Marion said, sharply. Charlie didn't seem like that bad a guy. More of a nervous wreck than anything.

"Now see here!"

"All I'm sayin'," Marion said, holding up her hands, "is that there ain't no reason for you to not close the bar a little earlier than normal and head on home for the evening,". Marion put her hands on Charlie's back and all but shoved through the saloon door and down the stairs.

"Don't worry Charlie, I'll clean up! Just Go Home!"

Marion walked back inside of the saloon and checked to make sure that Charlie hadn't changed his mind and decided that he, in fact, wasn't going to leave early, and got to work. Technically, she could just upstairs and go to sleep like she desperately wanted to do, but she figured that someone had to be here to greet Mr. Ringo and, let's face it, that person might as well be her.

Marion went behind the bar and found a washrag and a tin bucket filled with soapy water.

'Bingo,'

It wasn't that all different from cleaning up the cafe at closing time. Marion just had to dunk the rag in the water, squeeze it out, and started to wipe down the tables while humming "the Ballad of the Last Chance Saloon" to herself as she worked. There were a lot of them, and it took a bit, but Ringo still hadn't arrived.

Marion moved towards the bar and began to wipe it down. Just as Marion was beginning to be concerned that Ringo wasn't coming to the bar, had bumped into Charlie on the way here, and she was moments from hearing a distant gunshot, she saw movement out of the corner of her eyes. She glanced up briefly, and saw a figure dressed in black approach the door of the saloon.

Marion continued to wipe up the bar as the man walked through the door. Glancing up at him every now and then until he stood in front of the bar.

"Not that you care," she said, keeping her eyes on the bar, "but we're closed,"

"Is that so?"

The man leaned over the bar and lit his cigarette on one of the kerosine lamps.

"You can just open it up again,"

The tone of the man's voice was like every customer that insisted on being allowed to come in and start shopping despite the fact that the closed sign was on and it was past closing hours. Just because the lights were one and an employee was still inside, they believed that they were more than welcome to come on in. The only difference was that this one had a gun. Actually, come to think of it. There wasn't much of a difference.

Marion let out an exaggerated sigh, "The barman ain't here man. I'm just cleaning up after him. He went home early. Said he was tired or something, it's been a long day. I offered to wipe the tables down for him,"

Most of that sentence was true and that's all that really mattered.

The man looked away from his cigar and gave her a side-eye, "Don't see why you can't still grab me a drink,"

She let out another exaggerated sigh, "Sure. Why not? What'll it be?"

"Double straight,"

Marion grabbed this first bottle of whiskey that didn't look too expensive and poured it into a glass that she was reasonably sure was clean. She set it down in front of him and continued wiping down the bar. She wasn't ignoring Ringo, not quite but she was paying attention to his movements on the off chance he went for his gun. Luckily, it didn't take too long for him to finish his drink and go up the stairs without shooting anyone.

Marion followed him with her eyes and watched him walk into one of the vacant rooms. As long as it wasn't her room, she couldn't find it in her to care too much.

Marion cleaned the class Ringo had drunk out of and went upstairs to her room. She opened the door to her room that she'd forgotten to lock and discovered, to her relief that her room wasn't the one that Ringo had chosen to take as his own.

She locked the door behind her, just in case. She took off her skirt, waistcoat, and blouse, folded them neatly, and climbed into bed under the quilt. She closed her eyes and went to sleep.

She is angry.

"How dare they!'"she seethes.

She is in a room that she doesn't recognize and she is pacing.

She does not see the person she is shouting at, but she knows that they are there and they are listening, and they are just as angry as she is.

"She's only a little girl! It's not fair that they choose her!" she hears herself yell.

She is not envious. She is not any more envious of the little girl than she would have been of a lamb brought to the slaughter.

She is furious.

Marion woke up with the sun shining on her face and yawned loudly. The way the light shown into her eyes was likely the reason she had woken up and woken up in a poor mood. But, at the same time, it's not like there was any real reason to go back to sleep. A quick glance at her phone told her that it was about half-past-eleven. She didn't know if it was accurate you know since she'd traveled to different time zones and all. On the flip side, the weather widget on her lock screen informed her that she was in Tombstone, Arizona so maybe when Thirteen did whatever she did to her phone, she made it automatically sync to the time? Marion didn't know and didn't know how she'd go about finding out. She climbed out of bed and shimmied back into her folded clothes and stretched. She tapped the button on the side of the armband until it turned green.

She yawned once more, took her key and her bag off the side table, and unlocked the door with a "click". The Doctor and Steven were already awake it seemed. She could see them from over the railing.

"Well, as soon as we've had breakfast, my boy, I must check up with Mister Werp and ask him if he knows where they've all gone,"

"Shouldn't we wait for Marion to wake up,"

"I'm up! I'm up!" Marion walked down the stairs and stretched hard enough that she heard a clicky noise in her shoulder. "We're going off to look for Dodo now right?"

"The Doctor said we were going to get breakfast first," Steven rang the bell, "Where's the Barman,"

"Charlie?" Marion asked, "He seemed tired, so I recommended that he go home early. I cleaned up the bar, met this man," Marion pointed to the man dressed in all black with her thumb, "and then went to bed. No idea when he'll be back in!"

She hoped that the Doctor and Steven could read between the lines and understand what she was trying to hint at.

"Well then," said the Doctor, "I suppose that we must we must go off on our search for Holliday and we'll get something to eat in that town. Yes, yes, that is what we'll do,"

That got Ringo's attention.

"Y'all're lookin' for Holiday?"

"Yes," replied the Doctor, "We must find him,"

"Why is that?" the man got to his feet and moved closer to them.

"You see," the Doctor took off his hat and began to fidget with it. Marion wondered if he had realized who the man in black was. "a young lady of our acquaintance is with him,"

Steven and the Doctor began to stutter and trip over their words in a way that made it sound like their plan was to kill the man on sight and had no way of knowing if the person they were talking to was a cop.

"I, er, well we'll take her away from 'im and bring her back here of course," Steven said finally.

"Plannin' on gunnin' him down, eh?" Ringo said with a laugh.

"Of course not," Marion replied, "We just want to grab our friend and get outta dodge. No shooting or violence needed,"

"Now that I'd really like to see," The man walked away from the trio, adjusting his neckerchief as he left.

As soon as his back was turned, the Doctor grabbed Steven and Marion and pulled them aside.

"Do you know who that is?" the Doctor said in a harsh whisper.

"Johnny Ringo," Marion said with the same whispered tone.

"Who, that?"

"Why do you think I told Charlie to leave the bar and go home? You would've found the poor man slumped over the bar with a bullet in his chest,"

"Say boy!" said the man in question. Marion didn't think that he'd heard them.

"Yeah?" replied Steven.

"Seein' as you 'n me's got common cause gettin' Doc Holliday, supposin' I was to let you ride with me?"

"Well, you know where he is?"

"Reckon I do,"

The Doctor let out a little laugh, "Well, we'd be mighty grateful,"

"I'm sure you would, Pop," Ringo pushed the Doctor aside, clearly dismissing him and continued speaking to Steven, "There's just one thing. If you get between me and him, boy, don't go looking to me to hold my fire. I'd blast you down as soon as spit at ya!"

Steven wiped off something under his eye.

"Thanks,"

"Disgusting habit,"

Steven left with Ringo and Marion and the Doctor were left at the saloon.

"It's going to take a while for them to get to where Doc Holliday is," Marion said, trying to make conversation.

"Yes. Yes quite. Of course, if we had only known that Holliday was going to take off with Dodo, well this all could've been avoided. Couldn't it hmph,"

Marion could read between the lines.

"Well. I'll have you know that I was busy focusing on other things,"

"Oh? Such as?" the Doctor challenged? That wasn't quite the right word, but there was something in his tone that seemed like he doubted that she had been focused on anything important.

"Well, SOMEONE took a gun from a dentist despite having been told merely a minute or so earlier that doing so would be a bad idea. And that same someone got confused for said dentist who was, as it turned out, a known outlaw. I was more focused on making sure that person and his friends didn't get strung up than Dodo. Especially since I know that she's going to be fine,"

"I see. I see," replied the Doctor, "Are you sure that you didn't simply forget to mention it. Hmm?"

'Kind of' Marion thought.

"No," she said, "I was just busy focusing on other things. Preventing an attempted lynching and stopping the barman from being shot. That's where my mind was that. We can't all have the luxury of being able to process so much information that we feel comfortable with just turning part of our brain off now, can we? I do my best Doc,"

"How many times have I told you to not call me that girl,"

"No clue. Hasn't happened for me yet. I'm the furthest back in my timeline I've ever been,"

"What?"

"I never got a chance to say it but yeah. I mean, I've met future versions of you. Four of 'em actually. You've only met the Associate thus far. Sorry about that,"

The Doctor's demeanor changed at that.

"Does that mean that you haven't-"

"Ahhh," Marion cut the Doctor off.

"Spoilers! I don't want spoilers. I already know a whole bunch about everything, but it's not like I know everything about everything. We really ought to head to the Sheriff's office and let him know what's what visa vie Ringo. We can talk about this later right? Right." Marion stood up and walked quickly out of the bar and towards the jailhouse.

"Hello Marshall," Marion gave a tiny wave as she walked into the jailhouse. Something was off in the room. Something was off, and Marion couldn't quite put her finger on what. She was confident that she'd figure it out later. It probably wasn't that bad.

"Well if it isn't the Doctor and Ms. Bluebird. I thought y'all had left town,"

"Oh, Dodo you see. I mean, er, Miss Dupont has gone off with Doc Holliday, and young Steven is following up and we've got to wait," the Doctor explained.

"You mean Regret has gone after Holliday alone?"

"No. Not exactly," Marion leaned her forearms on the sheriff's desk, "He went off with Mister Johnny Ringo,"

"Ringo?"

"Ringo!"

"Yes, yes. You've got a photograph of him here, look," the Doctor held up a wanted poster that looked to have been pasted on some kind of foam board.

Wyatt looked at the board for a moment, and then took it from the Doctor and tossed it aside. It hit the ground with a loud thump.

"That's all we needed," Wyatt said with the low exasperated tone of a man who hadn't quite reached the point of saying "Screw it. This might as well happen," in response to every new inconvenience, no matter how absurd, but was most certainly reaching that point, "Boy, the hosts of Midian are sure on the prowl tonight,"

"Why," asked the Doctor, "is he a friend of the Clanton's?"

"Ringo is a friend of nobody," said Bat "Professional gunfighter, sells hisself to the highest bidder,"

"Yeah, and I reckon I know who that'll be,"

"The Clantons," Marion confirmed, "I thought I overheard the Clanton's talking about promising him 500 to help them as we were walking back to the Last Chance,"

"Did you now?"

"I thought I did," Marion said, "The door to the Saloon isn't exactly soundproof and the Clanton's weren't exactly whispering," Technically she wasn't lying. She did hear the Clantons talking about hiring Ringo. Of course, she heard it through a computer speaker and not through the saloon door, but it wasn't like that mattered much in the long run right? "No idea where they might be right now though. Probably somewhere waitin' for Ringo I suppose but that's what they're doing not where they are,"

"I think I might," said Wyatt under his breath.

"Well," Marion said, realizing that this conversation was basically over, "we'll be at the Last Chance Saloon until Steven comes back with Dodo so if you need us, that's where we'll be. Have a nice day,"

Marion stopped leaning on the desk and she and the Doctor left.

"Good Afternoon, Charlie. You're looking well," Marion gave a little wave to the still living barman. He was cleaning off a class with a cloth. He couldn't've have been there for more a half an hour.

"Miss Bluebird, Doctor," he greeted. He looked around, "Say, where's Regret gone off to,"

"Oh, Steven," said the Doctor, "He went off to look for Miss Dupoint,"

"Ain't she with Holliday?"

"Yes, yes, he went off to look for her with ah, Mr. Johnny Ringo was it?"

Charlie's stopped cleaning the glass abruptly.

"Ringo? Steven went off with Johnny Ringo!"

"Why yes, yes he did. He was in the bar when we came down for breakfast. Heard of him have you?"

"Heard of him? Everybody's heard about him at one point or another. I know Miss Bluebird has. She told me that he was going to come by and unless I was confident about mine being able to not say anything he didn't like; it was best that I'd go home a little bit early,"

"Ah well, it's good to listen to her. She doesn't say that kind of thing without a reason you know,"

Marion shrugged. Before she could say anything else, Wyatt Earp and Bat walked into the Saloon.

"...now, on the other hand, Bat, although the Clantons know he's not Doc Holliday, they did see him shoot a gun out of Seth Harper's hand," Wyatt said, continuing whatever thing he'd been talking with Bat about.

Well, not whatever, Marion knew what they were talking about. They were planning on getting the Doctor to be on their team for their duel. But it's not like there was a way that made sense for her to know what they were talking about. So, she tried to give herself an excuse to know.

"Who're you talking about, ?" she asked.

"Him," Wyatt pointed to the Doctor.

"Who? Me?"

"There anyone else in this Saloon the Clanton's think is capable of shootin' a gun out of their hand?"

"That was nothing to do with me,"

"Oh," Wyatt retorted, "but they think it was, and boy you had 'em lined up against that piana' like skittles in an alley. Why, you're gonna be a useful man to have around when the shootin' starts,"

The Doctor shook his head, "I certainly hope that I should not be here. When Steven and Dodo come back-"

"Oh you're gonna be here alright, Doctor,". The Marshall took something off of his lapel and pinned it to the Doctor's coat. "because I'm deputising ya right now,"

"Well. this is utterly absurd. Nothing will ever induce me to raise a gun in anger," the Doctor raised a hand to emphasize his point and Wyatt used that an opportunity to place a gun in the Doctor's hand.

"Well, maybe you won't have to," Wyatt reasoned, "But I mean with just Bat an' me an' Warren against the Clantons, you could sure shorten the odds some,"

"And I'll help shorten them some more," There was a voice that called from the Saloon entrance. It was one of the Earp brothers.

'Gosh, what's his name. Vincent? No, that doesn't sound correct,'

"Well, hallelujah!" Wyatt walked to the man and shook his hand, "This is my brother Virgil,"

"You got a drink for a thirsty man?" He said in lieu of a normal greeting. Actually, come to think of it, for all Marion knew, this was a normal greeting for the Earps. She was at least somewhat sure that the two of them drank a lot. Charlie seemed to recognize the man enough to start pouring him a drink.

"Well, I'd just about given up on you,"

"Hiya Bat," he greeted. Marion was positive that Bat was a nickname, but didn't think anyone had said the man's real name in earshot of her and she didn't know it.

Virgil got closer to the bar, dropped some money on the counter, and took the drink from Charlie.

"You don't know Bluebird or Pop, do ya?" Wyatt introduced.

"Howdy," Virgil tipped his hat.

"Howdy," Marion said with a wave, "You really can just call me Marion,"

"Howdy," The Doctor said with a nod to Virgil. To Wyatt he said, for at least the third time that day, "Would you mind not calling me Pop?"

"Well, let's get on back to the office. Come on, Bat. Warren's over there waiting for us but Morgan can't make it. I'll tell you about it on the way over,"

'Oh shit Warren,'

Marion stopped leaning on the bar and rushed to the saloon door. Marion didn't know how the timelines meshed up and there was a chance that she'd be able to save Warren.

'Why didn't I warn him that the Clantons were trying to break Phineas out!...Wait,'

Marion stopped running abruptly.

'Wait,' she realized, 'If I...then he didn't...then they...he didn't...He's NOT,"

Marion pumped a fist. "YES! HELL YES!"

"Goodness gracious what are you hollering on about Marion. Dearie me!" the Doctor called after her. Marion guessed that he had seen her dart off to the street and figured something was up.

"I forgot something!" she said. Unlike previous times when Marion had said or thought this, she was happy and excited about this.

"Why would you be excited about a thing like that?"

"No no no," Marion said, shaking her head, "It's a good thing!"

"What?"

"Well Doctor, you see, in the Omega Timeline, Steven got caught by the Clantons and they actually had someone to threaten you to leave with right?"

"I assumed,"

"Well, in the Omega Timeline, you see, Steven was still fine. Charlie told the Clanton's the truth. But that wasn't all that happened. Earp knocked the one of the brothers in the back of the head and arrested him. You know, for attempted lynching. Except that didn't happen this time, so he's not in jail!"

"And why my dear, is that something to celebrate,"

"Because Doctor," Marion didn't mean to take the tone she did. This was obvious to her true, but there was no reason for it to be equally as obvious to the Doctor. He had no way of knowing the things that she knew. "Their brother isn't in jail, and so they have no reason not to try and go break 'em out,"

"And what does that mean?"

"What does it mean? What does it mean? It means that I don't have to feel guilty about someone's death from my negligence! That's what it means! In the Omega Timeline, Warren Earp was killed while trying to stop the jailbreak. But guess what?" Marion took a step closer to the Doctor, bouncing on her toes.

"But guess what? There's no jailbreak!"

(Next Chapter: Change History (Actually, Don't))

The Doctor: Holliday took my tooth and gave me a gun. What is that if not friendship?

Marion: That can't be where your friendship standards are.

Alright so. I don't know who the historical advisors were for this episode were, but I hope they were fired. Here are just a few details they got wrong.

-Reuben Clanton doesn't exist. There were three Clanton brothers, Phineas, Billy, and Ike.

-Warren Earp died in 1900 after an argument, not in 1891 when confronted by the Clantons

-Wyatt's other brothers were eventually killed by the Clantons thought, just not Warren

-Charlie as far as I can see didn't exist.

-Speaking of not existing, Seth Harper

-Ringo was connected with the Clantons, Holliday and the Earps, but did not participate in the OK Corral fight.

-Phineas did not either.

-Ike and Billy did, but only Billy died.

-The Earp Brothers involved were Morgan, Virgil, and Wyatt. Warren was nowhere nearby.

Also, side note, apparently, Holliday saved Earp's life and that's why he was willing to break the law for him.

Remember to review. I'll see you next week! If there's a typo or something, let me know.