Just as he said, Will brought Mary Beth to Valentine the following morning. They woke up at Sunrise and set out immediately for the cattle town. They reached there in a few minutes, and Will rider right up to the doctor's office. Will swung off his beautiful gray-coated Turkoman and helped Mary Beth off the large horse's back. They went arm and arm to the doctor's door, but she saw Will's look of hesitation right before they were going to walk in.

"You don't have to come in, Will. Thanks for bringing me but I can handle it from here if you'd like."

"No, no, no. If you're pregnant I'm the one who knocked you up. Let's go in and find this out together." He smiled at her.

How did his smile make her feel so warm. Most of the time he smiled, or at least he smiled when passing anybody, from a complete stranger to his closest friend. But it always made Mary Beth feel so warm and safe. He looked away to open the door to the doctor's. As they walked in, the doctor looked up from whatever book of purchases or whatever it was he was looking at.

"What can I do for y'all folks?"

"I just want to get tested for something," Mary Beth said.

"That is, Miss?"

"Pregnancy."

"That's quite huge," the doctor exclaimed, "Well come and sit in this chair here and I'll run some tests. Check your heart and breathing, those'll be different if you're pregnant."

So he ran the tests. Mary Beth waited thirty minutes for him to decide, then one hour, and so on. She had sent Will to get a drink. He seemed really stressed.

"Miss I got your decision."

"Well?"

"You're not pregnant. Just had a little stomach bug. Recommend you take these," he said handing her a bottle, "and as for the late period you spoke of, it might just be unusually late."

"Well that's…ok—thank you doctor."

"It's no problem."

She got up and walked out the office, walking towards Smithfield's Saloon. She was upset—not that she wasn't pregnant, but because she had been mentally preparing herself to be ready if she was. And during that preparation time she convinced herself that she was ready. She opened the door to the saloon and walked in. A couple of the men around the saloon looked at her, but quickly looked back at what they were doing when she started looking around. She saw Will standing at the bar, chatting with the bartender, and walked over to him.

"Hey, Mary Beth," he said, seemingly happy, "You get the verdict from the doctor?"

"Yes, I did. Can you order me a whiskey, please? I need to sit down."

"I didn't think you drink," then his eyes opened as if he had noticed something, "oh…yes, I'll get that for you."

She went and sat down at a nearby table.

"Hey, pretty girl, how much do you cost?" It was some random ruffian in the saloon. If it were any other day she would just correct him but she was already on a bad mood.

"I'm not a working girl, you goddamn idiot. Now back off before this gets messy." It was probably stupid to antagonize him but she didn't care at this point.

"Sorry m-ma'am. Didn't mean to offend. I'll be leavin' now."

"No, listen here you pig of a man, it would make women's lives a whole lot easier if idiots like you didn't go 'round assuming any woman who's sitting alone is a fucking whore." She pulled the gold-plated Schofield that Will had gifted her from the holster hidden inside her coat and pulled back the hammer as she pushed it towards the man's head.

"M-ma'am, please just let me walk away. I swear I won't bother you no more."

She was nearly crying. Everything recently had been so confusing, and it was stressing her out.

Will had made his way back and grabbed the barrel of her revolver, pulling it away from the man's face. He pulled it out of her hand with no resistance, and held her in his arms, trying to calm her.

"I'm sorry, sir," he said, "she's just a little upset."

"She's goddamn crazy, sir. You should get away from her quick. She's insane."

"Don't talk about her like that," Will snapped, "just having a tough time that's all. Please understand and back off."

The man was a little scared after Will snapped at him. But he looked directly at Will and said, "Okay, sir, I get you. I'll just be off now." Then he backed to the door and left the saloon.

Will turned his attention to Mary Beth. "You're goin' to be okay. Let's head towards camp, but we won't go all the way back yet. We need some time to talk, just the two of us."

"Okay," she said, still half sobbing.

Will walked her out of the saloon and returned her revolver to her leather. He looked at her face, still covered in tears, and wiped them from the her face, kissing her gently before mounting the horse. They rode for a little, ending up at a small patch of woods South of camp. He set up the tent and unpacked some rations from his saddle, then tied his Turkoman to a tree.

"What's wrong, Mary Beth? You're drinking which I assume means the doctor said you wasn't pregnant. I would like you to talk to me. Before though, do you need a cigarette?"

She nodded. She needed to calm her nerves if they were going to talk about this. Will put a cigarette in her mouth then lit it for her, and then did the same for himself. He took a drag.

"What's wrong," he asked again.

She signaled to him that she needed a minute, and took a few drags from her cigarette. "I'm not pregnant, Will. You're right about that. And for what's wrong: I'm not entirely sure. When I thought I was pregnant I was first scared and then thought about the future. Us leaving the gang, buying some homestead somewhere North or West. I thought of a little one growing up, us just living a normal life. I guess it sounded nice. When I found out I wasn't I guess all of those nice thoughts slipped away and I felt horrible."

"I understand you. It's all good. I was also thinking 'bout that. We may not be doin' any of that now, but we will, someday. I promise you that. Just cause it isn't happening now doesn't mean it won't eventually."

"You promise," she asked, taking his hand in her's.

"I do. I promise it'll be like that someday."

She smiled a little, then an idea popped in her head. She pulled Will in, she started to hug and kiss his lips, and then set herself on his lap, slowly sliding back and forth. He let out a sound of pleasure and slipped his hands up her blouse and chemise, following her lead. She started undoing his shirt, and he started on her blouse. A few minutes later they had gotten bare, and she was signaling for him to enter her. He did as she asked and made a slow push, entering into her sex. She moaned loudly. He started pushing back and forth, and felt her throbbing around his package. He slid in and out, again and again, and she was letting out moans, louder and louder each time. Will felt her hit her first climax and kept going. It wasn't but a minute later when he started to tense up, and he went to pull out, but Mary Beth held his waist, and when he looked her eyes he saw wanting, but also a little sorrow.

"Will, I'm sorry to make you do this, I don't what to force you, but I really want this. Please." She looked desperate. Will looked down thoughtfully. He tried to avoid it before because he thought they weren't ready for this. The only reason he did it was because Mary Beth wanted her first time to be special. He still wasn't sure if they were ready, but it's what she wanted. But he had a say too but he sure wasn't ready.

"Let me finish outside this time," he said, "I have something to tell ya after that may change your mind. Please just wait. If it doesn't then I'll do what you say next time. 's that okay?"

She nodded. Will went a little longer then pulled out and set his member on her chest. He spent, and his fluid covered her chest and lower face. She licked the little she could off her face, then licked what she could off her chest. "Did I get it all?"

Will was trying hard not to giggle. All she did and was spread it a bit, so now her face was obviously covered in his spend.

"Mostly," he said, trying his best to cover up his wide smile. "Let me get the rest off." He grabbed a piece of cloth out of his tent and wiped the remaining liquid off her face. She laughed as he tickled her while he cleaned, and she used her hands to be extra playful on his bare body. He closed his eyes for a moment and sighed at her playing with him, then finished cleaning her off. Then he leaned back and whispered in her ear that he needed her to clean him off. She smiled eagerly, then out her mouth on his package. She moved her mouth up and down even though he didn't ask her to, and she used her tongue to lick what little drip was left off of his member. After it was cleaned she kept sucking on it, but he told her he wasn't ready again yet, so she pulled back with a look of disappointment.

"Before you finished, you told me you had something to tell me that might change my mind about the children matter. Id like to hear it."

"Sit down, it's a pretty heavy story." They sat down, and Will pulled a blanket over to cover up their bare bodies. He gave Mary Beth a little extra to cover her breasts, but she had to sit on his lap for it to cover both of them. Neither of them were bothered by it. Then Will began his story.