The next day, (y/n) was watching Jack and Annebeth play with the new dog, a Catahoula Cur, that had just showed up at camp as she sits in a chair by the table. The kids had found him as he wandered up to the camp and both kids were curious but also excited to see the dog.

Dutch had saw them with the dog and approached them. They discussed about the dog and that's when Dutch told the kids that they were keeping the dog and then gave the lost creature a name, Cain. That's when Annebeth ran to go find (y/n) and tell her about the dog.

Both (y/n) and Arthur still felt a bit embarrassed for almost getting caught in the predicament they were in but since Annebeth didn't ask questions; they figured she didn't see anything, which they were thankful for. 

As she watches the kids, (y/n) pulls out her notebook and started to sketch the scene of the two kids playing with Cain. But as she did this, her mind wandered back to that intimate moment between her and Arthur. Just thinking about it made her heart race, her face starts to heat up and she felt like butterflies were in her stomach. She hadn't felt that way in a long time, not since Annebeth's father...Oliver.

But then she started to doubt herself. If that moment and time ever did come between them, would she be good enough. She stops drawing as she thinks this and thoughts ran through her head. What if I'm not experienced enough for him? I mean, I've only been with one man, he's been with a few women already. She thought before she shakes her head.

Why am I doubting myself? She asked herself. Because you're afraid of getting your heartbroken again. A voice said in her head. You need to let go of the past. You can't keep Annebeth from looking up to someone. She, at least, needs a father figure.

(Y/n) sighs at this and runs her hands over her face then looks down at her notebook to see an almost finished sketch. She closes her book and tucks it away, thinking she'll just finish it later, just as she heard footsteps behind her. She looks to the side and sees Mary-Beth, Karen and Tilly walking up to her and take the seats by her.

"Morning, (y/n)." Mary-Beth greets as her and Tilly sit down. "Morning." (Y/n) greets as the girls take the respective seats. "Whatchu girls up to?" (Y/n) asked them. "Trying not to be in Grimshaw's way." Tilly replied which made (y/n). "Yeah, we saw you here by yourself, thought you'd might like some company." Mary-Beth said and (y/n) smiles at them.

"Well, that's very kind of ya." (Y/n) said and they smile. "By the way, Mary-Beth, I noticed you were reading a book yesterday. What were you reading?" She asked the young girl. "Oh, just some silly romance." Mary-Beth replied. "Aren't all romances silly?" Tilly asked and (y/n) chuckled.

"Yes but this one is particularly silly. I know you and Karen laugh at me for reading this stuff." Mary-Beth said to her, annoyed. "Course we do. But then we read them ourselves." Tilly said and Mary-Beth lightens up at this. "Do you?" She asked, curiously. "Sometimes." Tilly said then she looks over at (y/n). 

"What about you, (y/n)?" She asked and (y/n) shrugs. "I agree, they are silly. I mean, they can give you a good laugh." She said and the girls giggle.

"What is it about this nonsense?" Mary-Beth asked with a chuckle. "I don't know. It makes you feel happy, even as it makes you feel sad and driving you mad for being so stupid." Tilly replied. "I know! Oh, this one I'm reading is particularly...particularly idiotic. About a Scottish Lord and a princess who was raised as a peasant but his noble blood shines through." Mary-Beth said as she smiles.

"Good grief." Tilly said as she lightly slaps Mary-Beth's arm as (y/n) laughs. "That does sound pretty idiotic." (Y/n) said. "I know." giggles Mary-Beth and Tilly looks down then back towards her. "Can I read it? Once you're done?" Tilly asked Mary-Beth. "Of course. Your secret’s safe with me." Mary-Beth said and Tilly smiles. "Same here." (Y/n) said.

"Although, sometimes...I think I can do better in my sleep." Mary-Beth said as some footsteps approach them. "Do better at what?" Karen's voice asked as she takes the last seat. "Writing a romance book." Mary-Beth said. "Then why don't you?" Tilly asked her. "Because she was born poor..." Karen said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"She was born poor, but maybe she don't die poor." Tilly said. "We're all gonna die poor, maybe we can have some fun in the meantime." Karen said. "I disagree, I ain't gonna die poor. I know that." said Tilly. "Good luck to you, missy." Karen said, rolling her eyes.

"The world is changing for women." Tilly said to her and Karen scoffs. "No it ain't. The world is a place for men to do what they want with us and we try to survive." Karen said, a bit harshly. "Only if you let it." Tilly said. "You let 'em." Karen said. "I ran away from them boys." Tilly said, firmly, referring to this old gang she had been with before she joined the Van Der Linde gang.

"And join these fine gentlemen?" Karen asked her as she gestures around her. "They're okay...and we're gonna be okay...if you'd only see that." Tilly said then she turns to (y/n). "What do you think, Miss (y/n)?" She asked her and (y/n) let's out sigh.

"I honestly don't think there's much difference between women and men. There are some awful men and there are some awful women...." (y/n) said and then her mind goes to Arthur and she gives a small smile, thinking about him. "But there's a few...worth loving and dying for...if they'll let you." She said and Tilly and Mary-Beth smile, brightly, as Karen scoffs. "Whatever." Karen said and (y/n) rolls her eyes as she shakes her head.

"That's really romantic, (y/n)." Mary-Beth said and (y/n) blushes a bit. "Sounded like you were thinking of someone when you said that." Tilly points out and (y/n) looks down, embarrassed. "Maybe..." she said, starting to smile, as she rubs the back of her neck and the girls started to giggle. "Wouldn't happen to be a certain gunslinger, would it?" Tilly asked and (y/n) couldn't hide the smile anymore. The other girls started to giggle harder.

"Maybe..." (y/n) said again but the blush on her cheeks were obvious. “Don’t get all denial. We've seen the way you two look at each other.” Karen said and (y/n) shrugs. “If you say so.” she said and Mary-Beth, playfully, roll her eyes.

"It’s quite obvious. You two are meant to be. You don’t think you could, at least, have a happy ending of your own with him?” Mary-Beth asked and (y/n) chuckles. "Now you're sounding like your silly romance books, Mary-Beth." (Y/n) said and Karen and Tilly cackle at this.

At that moment, they heard someone walking up to them and they all turn to see Molly, who looked angry and she was glaring at (y/n). She stomped towards her and stood a few feet in front of (y/n), who was still sitting in her chair. "I heard what you said about me." Molly said to (y/n), in a firm and threatening voice. "What?" (Y/n) asked her, confused. "I said I heard what you said about me." She repeated.

(Y/n) looks over at the girls and they had the same confused faces as she did. "What are you talking about?" (Y/n) asked Molly as she looks back at her. "I don't think it's very fair." She said, angrily, ignoring her question. "Okay, good for you." (Y/n) said, shrugging. "You know, you're not so high and mighty and above everyone than you think you are." Molly yells. "Whatever you say." (Y/n) said, shrugging.

"He bloody well loves me, d'you know? He bloody well does!" Molly shouts. "Of course, he does. What exactly are we talking about?" (Y/n) asked her but Molly didn't seem to want to be civil about it. "Miss O'Shea, please calm down!" Tilly pleads but Molly wouldn't hear it.

"What is your problem, you little strumpet?" Molly asked (y/n) as she points an accusing finger at her. "I don't have a problem." (Y/n) said, starting to get annoyed. "What's your problem with me?" Molly asked her as she gestures to herself. "Molly, I don't have a problem with you. I've got more important things to worry about than you or...whatever's going on between you and Dutch." (Y/n) said and Molly continues to glare at her.

"Just go away, Molly." Karen said to her, annoyed, but Molly still didn't want to let things go. "Ah, shut up, you trollop!" Molly yelled at Karen, who glares at her. "Excuse me?" Karen said, offended, but Molly turns back to (y/n).

"Just who do you think you are saying them things about me? You think just because you have a child and you're sleeping with Mr Morgan, you can get away with anything?!" Molly said and (y/n) stands up to Molly and gets in her face.

"What happens between me and Arthur is none of your concern, but don't you dare drag my daughter into this!" (Y/n) yelled and, in a quick movement, Molly slaps (y/n) across the face, which knocked her down. Tilly and Mary-Beth gasped at this while Karen stands up, angrily.

"Damn you!" Karen shouts and she punches Molly in the face, which makes Molly stumble back and place her hands over her nose. "And you be careful before you hit her again or anybody else in this camp, you damn moron! Dutch or no Dutch, you'll be up there with the angels playing harp before sunset. You hear me?!" Karen threatened as Molly runs off while Tilly and Mary-Beth go over to check on (y/n).

"You okay, Miss (l/n)?" Tilly asked her as (y/n) places a hand over the cheek Molly struck. "Y-Yeah...I'm...I'm fine." (Y/n) said, shakily. "You sure?" Karen asked as she walks up to her while Mary-Beth places an arm around (y/n)'s shoulder. "Yeah, just...surprised is all." (Y/n) replied and she heard hurried little feet running towards her.

"Momma! You okay?" Annebeth asked, worried, and (y/n) smiles at her. "I'm okay, sweetie." She said as she gets up on her knees. "Why did Aunt Molly hit you?" Annebeth asked and (y/n) frowns. "Just uh...a disagreement is all." (Y/n) said and Annebeth frowns for a moment before she has this look on her face like she was thinking of something then she smiles.

"I know how to make it better!" She exclaims and (y/n) raises an eyebrow at this until Annebeth goes and kisses her cheek. The girls awed at this and Annebeth smiles, brightly. "There should feel better!" She said and (y/n) couldn't help but smile at this. "Thank you, Annebeth. You are the sweetest daughter a mother could ever ask." She said and she kisses the top of her head then she goes to stand up.

"Now you go and play with Jack. I'm okay." She tells her and Annebeth runs odd back towards Jack while the smile fades from (y/n)'s lips. "You sure you're doing okay?" Mary-Beth asked her and (y/n) shrugs. "I just need a minute." (Y/n) said and she walks away from the girls and heads towards the shoreline. The three girls all give each other worry looks.

Sometime later, Dutch and Arthur decided to race each other after completing their first tasks as newly deputized lawmen, which was to stop the Braithwaite moonshiners. Arthur was the one who made it first to the camp, Dutch closely behind him. 

"I never knew you were quite so good…at running away, Arthur." Dutch said as he comes up next to Arthur. "Well, I never knew age…had slowed you down quite so much." Arthur teased and Dutch chuckles as the two dismount from their respective horses.

"Well, time is a bastard. When you get to be my age…well, you’ll know that better than anything. Be well. I had fun with you today." Dutch said and he touches Arthur’s shoulder. "You’re…I was gonna say you’re like a son to me…but you’re more than that." He said and he pats Arthur’s shoulder and walks back to his tent.

Arthur smiles then starts to walk into camp when Tilly comes up to him. "Hey, Arthur." She said. "Miss Tilly." Arthur greets but he noticed that she had a worried look on her face. "What's wrong?" He asked her. "It's (y/n)." Tilly said and now Arthur was getting worried.

"What happened?" Arthur asked. "Well...her and Molly got into an argument and...Molly hit her." Tilly explained and Arthur's eyes widen for a moment then he let's out a heavy sigh. "Where is she? (Y/n), I mean." Arthur asked her. "She walked off towards the shore." Tilly said as she points towards the water and Arthur nods his appreciation to her and goes over towards the water.

He looks around until he saw her standing on the little dock, nearby, as she was skipping rocks across the water. The look on her face, he could tell, was full of anger that he had never seen before. He could also see the red mark Molly must've left forming on her left cheek.

Every fiber in him wanted to go and have a talk with Molly but he decided that (y/n) was the main priority right now and he just wanted to make sure she was okay.

He cautiously walks up behind her and says. "You're pretty good at that." She turns to him and gives a forced smile to him. "Hey, Arthur." She said in a tone that didn't match with the smile she tried to put on. Arthur knew that the smile wasn't genuine, he's seen her smile hundreds of times as it always gave him butterflies in his stomach. But this smile didn't.

"What's wrong?" He asked her and her smile fades. "What do you mean?" She asked. "You know what I mean." He said, the tone in his voice turned into a soft timber. She frowns and looks down before she sighs. "You already know. I'm sure the girls told ya." She said. "Yes, but I wanna hear from you. Make sure you're okay." He said and she looks at him before she let's put a sigh.

"I don't even know what happened. One moment, the girls and I were just talking and the next...Molly just charges at me and accuses me of saying some things about her." (Y/n) explains. "I told I didn't know what she was talking about but she wouldn't hear it. Then she said something that pissed me off and I stood up for myself and she slapped me." She added and Arthur sighs and shakes his head at this.

"But...you're okay, right?" He asked and she nods. "Yeah, I'll be fine." She said and she looks him over then looks down a bit and noticed a badge on his chest. She raises an eyebrow at this, points at it then said. "Is that what I think it is?"

Arthur looks down at his shirt and sees the badge. "Yeah..." he said and she covers her mouth as she starts to giggle. "What?" He asked and she tries to hold back her laugh. "Nothing at all....Deputy Morgan." She said, stifling a laugh, and he rolls his eyes but was glad she was smiling for real this time.

"Yeah, Dutch was able to get Sheriff Gray to deputized him, me and Bill." He replied and (y/n) laughs a bit louder at this. "Bill Williamson as a Lawman...God, help us." She said and bother her and Arthur start to laugh.

Once the laughter died down, the duo share a look and both of them give soft smile to each other. Then Arthur clears his throat and then said. "Well...Dutch had asked me to go to Caliga Hall, to find out anything about the Grays. You wanna come with me? You know...to get out of the camp for a bit." Arthur suggests and (y/n) smiles. "Sure, I'll come along. Let me go tell Annebeth and I'll be ready." She said and Arthur nods and they walk into camp and towards the kids.

"Momma! You feeling better?" Annebeth asked and (y/n) smiles as she kneels down to her. "Yes, I am. Now, Arthur and I are gonna go out and do a job, okay?" She said and Annebeth nods. "Okay, please be careful." said Annebeth and Arthur kneels down as well. "Don't you worry, Annebeth. As long as she's with me, you're momma'll be safe." He said and Annebeth smiles, brightly, at him. "Okay! Thank you, Uncle Arthur!" She said then she hugs him.

(Y/n) smiles as she watches Arthur being taken aback by this but he smiles and hugs her back. "You're welcome, sweetheart." He said and they break the hug and the two adults stand up and start to head out.

"Take my horse?" Arthur asked (y/n).

"Sure." She said and Arthur mounts his horse then holds a hand out to her and helps her up on the horse behind him. Then he flicks the regins and the horse starts to take off just as (y/n) wraps her arms around his waist. Then Arthur smirks to himself as he thinks of something.

He tugs on the reigns and his horse nieghs a bit as it goes to stand up on its back legs. (Y/n) let's out a yelp and she tightly holds onto his waist and he chuckles at this. "You bastard!" (Y/n) exclaims and Arthur laughs a bit harder. "Sorry, was just too tempting." He said as the horses settles back down and starts to trot off. 

"Look, just cause you're a Deputy now, doesn't mean you get to cause harm to me." (Y/n) said and Arthur continues to laugh. "Fair enough." He said and (y/n) shakes her head at this.

"So, why does Dutch want you to look around at the Grays?" (Y/n) asked him.
"There’s apparently some sort've feud going on between two families, the Grays and the Braithwaites. Supposedly, they're fighting over gold." Arthur explained. "Ah, the magic word." (Y/n) said. "Yeah...so he just wanted me to get an idea on the Grays while Hosea is dealing with the Braithwaites." Arthur said. "Alright. Let's hope this goes better than Valentine." (Y/n) said and Arthur nods. "That makes two of us." Arthur said and (y/n) chuckles.

Eventually, they come up to a mansion which had two guards with rifles at the main gate. "What you want, boy? This is private property, interlopers are not permitted." One of the guards said. "This here the Gray plantation?" Arthur asked. "Yup. Caliga Hall. And that’s as close as you’re getting to it." the first guard said, firmly.

"Sheriff’s orders. He wanted me to have a word with some folk on the property. I’m recently deputized, you see." Arthur said as he shows his badge to them. "Deputized? And I suppose Leigh was drunk when he did it…" the guard said then he noticed (y/n). "And the girl?" He asked. "She's my partner." Arthur replied and the guard looks between them, thinks for a moment then sighs.

"Fine...look, you can come in, but you ain’t talking with me." the guard said. "Obliged." Arthur said and he rides on the Grays property and come up to the front of the mansion, where there was a man sweeping the porch.

"Hey, can you talk?" Arthur asked him. "I look like I can talk? You want a talker, try Beau Gray. Out by the store houses. Man won’t lift a hand, but sure can move his lips." the man said and Arthur nods then dismounts his horse. He turns and helps (y/n) down off of the horse.

"Thank you." She said and the two walk over to the aide and towards one of the store houses. There they see a young man with a mop of curly brown hair, who was reading a book.

"I see you at the Sheriff’s Office?" Arthur asked as he and (y/n) walk up to him. The young man, Beau, looks up at the two, in surprise. "Excuse me, friends." He said, politely. "We friends?" Arthur asked him. "Not yet, but here’s hoping." Beau said. "I guess." Arthur and (y/n) said. "We don’t get a lot of traveling men here…then suddenly there’s a whole phalanx of mysterious…but strangely helpful Yankees about the place." Beau said.

"Is there?" (Y/n) said, feigning ignorance, and Beau turns to them. "What’re you two doing here?" he asked them. "We're just looking for work." Arthur said. "Well, looking for something. Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me." Beau said. "What secret?" (y/n) asked him but Beau continues on.

"I’ve got a secret of my own." He said as he looks out towards his home. "Are you secretly normal?" Arthur asked, sarcastically, and (y/n) snorts out a laugh while Beau turns to them. "Excuse me?" Beau asked, confused. "Never mind." Arthur said.

"The thing is…I don’t care if you kill the whole lot of us…and the Braithwaites." Beau said as he takes a few steps away and looks out towards his land again. "We don’t wanna kill anyone." (Y/n) said and Beau turns back to them. "I love her, you know." Beau said. "Love who?" Arthur asked. "Penelope. But it’s impossible…" Beau said. "Well, love tends to be complicated." Arthur said.

"She’s a Braithwaite. I’m Beau Gray, son of Tavish Gray…nephew of Leigh Gray the sheriff…grandson of old Murdo Gray. We Grays have been loyal to the State…and murderers to the Braithwaites for so long now…no one can even quite explain why. Beyond blind loyalty…and stupidity. I’m supposed to be loyal to some nonsense, while she…She’s amazing. She’s like a woman from the future. She’s like…tomorrow, if tomorrow turns out fine." Beau explains while Arthur and (y/n) exchange a look before she shrugs. "Well, we're sorry for your predicament." (y/n) said and Beau turns to them again.

"Would you help?" He asked. "We don’t wanna get involved in gang feuds…it seems unseemly." Arthur said. "I’ll pay…I’ve got money. We Grays, we’ve always got money…no brains, mind, but money. Well, in that case…I know she loves to sit out in the gazebo…on the edge of the Braithwaite property." Beau said then he holds up a letter and hands it to Arthur. "Take her this letter…and this bracelet. Please." He said as he also hands a box to them. 

"Look out for their guards…they’re worse with strangers than ours are! So long. And good luck." Beau said and Arthur sighs, puts the letter and box in his satchel then gestures for (y/n) follow him. They mount Arthur’s horse and they take off.

"Oooh, so we become the messengers for Romeo and Juliet. So exciting!" (Y/n) jokes and Arthur laughs. "I know but at least we're getting paid." He said. "I guess you're right." She said, shrugging, as they get to the Braithwaites'.

They make it to this mansion that was lined with trees on either side of the little road that lead to the mansion. But they go off to the side of the property and dismount the horse. "Alright, he said she'd be at the gazebo." (Y/n) said. "Yeah, let's just do this quietly." Arthur whispers and they quietly sneak around the property.

Minutes later, they find the gazebo and see a young girl with blonde hair and wearing a white dress sitting inside. "Are you Penelope Braithwaite?" Arthur asked her as they come to the gazebo. "Why yes, I am." she replied. "We’ve got a letter for you….and a gift." Arthur said as he hands her the items.

"A letter and a gift? Well we don’t even know each other." Penelope said, chucking a bit. "Well, it’s not from me, it’s from err…" Arthur said and Penelope's eyes widen. "From Beau!" she said and Arthur and (y/n) nods. Penelope goes and opens the letter and reads it.

"Oh, he is so…" she said, dreamily, before Arthur speaks up. "Strange?" He suggests and (y/n) elbows his side. "Well, yes, he’s a little strange…but also, so human. The rest of our families are stuck in the Dark Ages, or…well, I don’t know…cave people, perhaps." Penelope said as she pours a couple of cups of teas and hands it to the couple, who accept it.

"Beau’s different, but if they find out…they’ll kill him, and send me to live someplace awful like…Ohio. Have either of you ever been to Ohio?" She asked them. "No." Arthur and (y/n) said, in unison. "Well, neither have I, but my uncle has a factory there. He was sort of the black sheep, on account of having left…but now they tolerate him, because he’s a vicious snob. Families are…are…they’re something else! Have you two got a family?" she asked. "I have a daughter." (Y/n) said and Arthur shrugs.

"Well, they tolerate him, because of the money…but me, with my ideas above my station, they can’t stand it." Penelope said. "That sounds pretty complicated, I….I don’t know quite what to say." Arthur said. "Well nothing to say, except I hope they all rot." Penelope said, a bit harshly, then she gives a look like she kinda regrets that.
 
"I-I don’t…well…maybe a bit…but here…if you see Beau again, will you give this to him?" She asked as she hands them her letter. "Sure." Arthur said and he and (y/n) sneak off the land, quickly, and get back on Arthur’s horse and head back to the Grays.

They make it back to the Grays' mansion and ride up to thr guards. "You know us, we're on official business, for the family." said Arthur. "Alright, come on." the guard said and they make their way into the grounds and come up to the stables, where Beau was hanging around.

They dismount the horse then walk up to the stable that Beau was in, taking care of a horse. "You got our money?" Arthur asked and Beau turns to them. "Sure." Beau said and he gives them a couple of coins. "Did she give anything…for me?" Beau asked. "Yes." (y/n) said.

"Might I have it?" Beau asked. "Sure…but it’ll cost you." Arthur said and Beau looked a bit taken aback but Arthur smiles then let's out a sigh. "Oh, I can’t be bothered. Here, take it." Arthur said as he hands the letter to Beau. "Thank you…you’re…Thank you." Beau said as he takes the letter, steps out of the stables and begins to read the letter, eagerly.

Arthur and (y/n) turn to the horse and both of them start to pet the horse. "My God…what a woman. She’s…" Beau said, dreamily, then he stops and reads the rest of the letter. "This’ll get her killed for sure." He said and the duo turn to him. "What?" They asked. "Women’s suffrage. Round here, they don’t even like men voting. They’d bring back the monarchy given half the chance. Progress is a dirty word in these parts…unlike incest." Beau said and that takes Arthur and (y/n) off guard.

"Excuse me?" Arthur said.

"I'm sorry?" (Y/n) said and Beau becomes frantic.

"I don’t wanna marry my cousin Mathilda. I wanna marry Penelope. But they’re gonna…They’ll kill her at one of those rallies they’re holding. They’ve done it before. You two gotta help." Beau pleads, worriedly. "No, I’m afraid we don’t want no part of it." Arthur said as (y/n) nods. "I’ll pay. My family, we’ve still got some money." said Beau and Arthur sighs then looks at (y/n).

She shrugs and said. "Up to you, boss." Arthur looks down then said. "Fine. Just no more running round with letters."

"Thank you. Come on, we’d better get going." Beau said and he runs over to his horse just as Arthur and (y/n) get on their horse. "Follow me to Rhodes. Come on, come on. Heya!" Beau said and they take off. "We’ll go around the property and take the road to town." He said, panicked and worried, and he gallops off, Arthur and (y/n) right behind him.

"Easy, boy. Calm down." Arthur tries to assure him as they make it off the Grays property and out on the road. "I can’t be calm! If we don’t get there in time, my true love may be shot…" Beau said. "If she wants to rally, you got to let her rally." (y/n) tells him. "Good as the cause is, I can’t let her become a martyr to it. I want to marry a flesh and blood woman, not a statue in her honor." Beau said. "I’m sure they know what they’re doing." Arthur assures as they come up a hill and see a group of women, holding signs and standing near a wagon.

"There! There they are." Beau said as they ride up to the crowd. They dismount their horses and comes up just as Penelope looks over and notices them. "Beau, what are you doing here?" she asked him, shocked but also worried. "I cannot let you go through with this…you’ll be killed." Beau said as he comes up to her. "I’m prepared to die for the cause, Beau. You know that." Penelope said and she a few other women started to shout some phrases about their rights.

Beau, meanwhile, turns to Arthur and (y/n). "Do something, please." he begs them. "Do what? Fight this mob?" Arthur said as he gestures to the women. "They’d eat us alive." (y/n) said. "This is no laughing matter, sir and madam. They need protecting from certain elements. Mostly my family." Beau said then he turns to his love again.

"Penelope, I beg you." he pleads and she looks at him then to the women before she looks over at the couple. "I’ll tell you what…your friend here can drive the wagon for us. It’ll allow us to shout all the louder." Penelope said as she gestures to Arthur. He and (y/n) exchange another look before (y/n) nods. "Sure." he said and Penelope smiles and goes up to an older woman, who was the leader of this.

"Ms. Calhoon…my friend here says he can drive the wagon." Penelope said as she points towards Arthur. The older woman walks up to Arthur and (y/n) and smiles. "Olive Calhoon. Normally, I like to drive myself…but today, I feel like a man joining us…sends the right message." Ms Calhoon said as she gets up on the wagon.

"Well, my partner and I ain’t never been in a protest march before, madam." Arthur said, gesturing towards (y/n), as he gets up on the wagon. "Well, just treat us like the sheep…and the folks attacking us like the wolves…and I’m sure you’ll feel right at home. Shall we go?" Ms Calhoon said then Arthur looks down at (y/n), who nods and shows him her gun that was holstered. Obviously,  showing that she'll use it when she has to.

"Alright." Arthur said after he nods at (y/n). "Alright, ladies. We know our song is a good one…and we know our cause is a pure one." Ms Calhoon said and Arthur whips the horses with the reins and the carriage begins to move. The women in the wagon sing merrily, holding up posters of "Votes for Women," "We Worth More," and "Respect Your Worker".

"Now, now. Take us down Main Street, right through town to the steps of the Bank of Rhodes, Mr…what was your name?" Ms Calhoon asked Arthur. "Arthur Morgan." replied Arthur. "Very good, Mr. Morgan. Not too quick and not too slow. We need them to hear our voice." Ms Calhoon said. "They will hear it alright." Arthur said.

"Very good. Very good. Mr. Morgan are you and your partner old friends of the Movement?" Ms Calhoon asked him. "I’m just a driver, Mrs. Calhoon. And maybe we are shotgun messenger if it comes to it…but I hope it won’t." Arthur explains as they drive into Rhodes.

"Our message will be delivered peaceably, Mr. Morgan. You and your partner can keep your shotgun to yourselves. Stay on Main Street. It’s a left up here, Mr. Morgan." She said as men and women come out of the buildings to see all the commotion. "Look at these people. It’s about to get exciting…I can feel it." Ms Calhoon said just as the men started to yell at the women. "I believe you might be right." Arthur said and Calhoon noticed the Sheriff on the porch of his office.

"Good day, Sheriff! I trust you’ll make sure it’s a peaceful assembly?" She asked. "Easy there…" Arthur mutters to her while (y/n) looks around her as the men run out in the street and start booing or heckling the girls as the girls sang their songs. This started to worry (y/n) a bit but she walks up to the front of the wagon, feeling safer in Arthur’s presence.

"Head home! Head home!" One man shouted. "Oh, do give it a rest. You sorry fool!" Calhoon shouted at the man then turns to Arthur. "Mr. Morgan, I give you the male of the species." She said. "That’s a pretty dumb specimen, I grant it." Arthur agreed and (y/n) smiles at this. "A little further please. Stop just past the bank." Calhoon said and Arthur does as he's told. 

"This spot is fine, sir…" Ms Calhoon said and Arthur stops and she turns to the women that were sitting in the wagon. "Ladies, get down." she said and they get off of the wagon and continued singing their songs while a bunch of men come out and shout things at them.

"Come on, boys. It looks like the circus is in town."

"Go home!"

"You shut your mouth. What you doing here?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Oh my God. Whatever you say… you don’t even know what you’re saying."

"Come on, get outta here. You should be with your children."

Ms Calhoon gets off of the wagon and walks up on the top steps of the bank while Arthur gets off of the wagon as well then walks over to (y/n) to stand by her, Penelope standing next to them. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is a great day for all of us. For today is the day we begin to live as equals." Ms Calhoon said.

"Equals? Ha!" One man spat.

"Yes, equals, sir. Fair and equal." said Calhoon.

"This is unnatural…this is nonsense." Another man shouts.

"Fair, equal and free…just as the Founding Fathers intended." Calhoon said. "Founding Fathers, not Founding Mothers… you silly old goat." the second man shouts while a different man noticed Beau and walks up to him.

"Hey! What the hell you doing here, boy?" he asked. "Hello, darling cousin…" Beau said, nervously. "Don’t you ever speak to me like that! What are you doing here?" his cousin asked. "Listening, I suppose…" Beau said, shrugging, and Penelope watches them, nervously, then she turns to Arthur and (y/n).

"Go help Beau…his cousin is a moron…and stop them from ruining the speech." She pleads. "Sure." Arthur said and he and (y/n) walk towards Beau and his cousin. "You’ll learn yourself some manners, cousin." Beau's cousin threatens. "Haven’t you got anything better to do?" Beau asked him.

"You always was a…cocky little…" the cousin growls until Arthur and (y/n) come up to Beau. "Beau. Weren’t we just leaving?" Arthur asked and his cousin turns to them. "Who the hell is this?" he asked. "Follow me around here." Arthur said and they come around the corner of the bank.

"Come on, Beau. Let’s go. Quick now." (y/n) said and they head to the horses while Arthur turns to the cousins. "I’m sorry, friend…let the women speak! Your silly cousin, he meant no harm…look at him!" Arthur tells them then he starts to walk away while Beau gets on his horse. "Who the hell are you?" Scott asked but Arthur mounts his horse, helps (y/n) up and they start to gallop away.

"Oh Lord. Follow me, I know a place. It’s an old battlefield no one goes to." Beau said. "You don’t want to go back and hear the speeches? I ain’t voted before…but I’m kinda getting hot for voting rights." Arthur said and (y/n) rolls her eyes. "I don’t know whether to take you seriously, Mr. Morgan. My cousins are my primary concern right now…if everyone knows about Penelope and me…" Beau explains.

"Everyone knows about Penelope and you. We know about Penelope and you and we've been here all of ten minutes. Sooner it’s out, sooner it’s resolved." (Y/n) said. "The sooner it’s dealt with, you mean…We’re dealt with. Our families, the Grays and the Braithwaites, we bury our secrets and we bury them deep." Beau explain.

"Your secrets and your treasure…" said Arthur. "Catherine Braithwaite’s got a daughter…no one’s seen her in years…she weren’t right and Penelope said…" Beau started to say but Arthur shakes his head. "I ain’t heard about daughters, I heard about gold…" he said.

"The Yankee gold? I fear that’s just a story, Mr. Morgan. I don’t know." Beau said just as they come up to some destroyed buildings and stopped. "This is awful." Beau said, dramatically. "Nobody died…ain’t that awful." Arthur said.

"My brothers are vindictive bastards…my cousins are worse." Beau said. "They started it." (y/n) said. "I know, but…" Beau started to say but Arthur talks over him. "You should leave." he said. "I will, as soon as I have enough money…when my family…We have money, but I don’t." Beau said as he dismounts his horse and digs into his satchel.

"Is your family very rich?" (Y/n) asked. "Yes, well, I believe so…but, uh…they keep me out of the discussions. I have more of a…artistic temperament, so…" Beau started to say as Arthur nods. "Oh, is that what they call it?" he asked with sarcasm and (y/n) giggles a bit. "Yes. Oh, you made a joke." Beau said and Arthur gets off of his horse as Beau walks up to him.

"I really love her…do." He said. "Well, stick around…maybe you can die for her as well." said Arthur. "I thought you were trying to make me feel better?" Beau asked and Arthur laughs. "We gotta go." Arthur said as he gestures between him and (y/n). "Me too. Oh, damn, I’m gonna be late. My uncle is quite as bad as you would imagine. Here, your payment." Beau said as he hands the money to Arthur.

"Thank you." Arthur said as he counts the money. "Excuse me." Beau said and he gets on his horse and takes off. "Well, that was fun." (Y/n) said as Arthur mounts his horse. "It was a bit amusing." Arthur said, chuckling, and he gets the horse to gallop off.

"From a retelling of Romeo and Juliet to voting rights for women....today has been one hell of a day." (Y/n) said. "You're telling me." Arthur said, chuckling. "But...I do appreciate you asking me to come along. I really did need to get out of camp for a bit." (Y/n) said as she places a hand on his arm. "My pleasure, Miss (y/n)." He said and (y/n) smiles then wraps her arms around his waist and hugs him, which made Arthur blush.

They make their way back to the camp, the sun now fully set and the moon rising, and they dismount the horse just as they see Javier, Uncle and Sean near the campfire while everyone else was either eating, sleeping or talking amongst each other.

"Momma!" Annebeth said and she runs up to (y/n). (Y/n) smiles as she kneels down and picks her up. "Hello, sweetie." She said as Annebeth hugs her. "You're okay!" Annebeth exclaimed. "See, I told ya I'd keep her safe." Arthur said and Annebeth smiles at him.

Arthur smiled at her then ruffles her hair, making her giggle. Then they hear Javier starting to play his guitar. "C'mon, let’s go listen." (Y/n) said and her, Annebeth and Arthur go to sit on a log as Sean and Uncle begin to sing. Annebeth ended up sitting on (y/n)'s lap while Arthur sat next to her.

Mollie, O Mollie, it is for your sake alone
That I leave my old parents, my house and my home,
That I leave my old parents, you caused me to roam,--
I am a rabble soldier and Dixie is my home.

Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds,
I know you of old,
You've robbed my poor pockets
Of silver and gold.

Whiskey, you villain,
You've been my downfall,
You've kicked me, you've cuffed me,
But I love you for all.

Annebeth looks over at Arthur, smiles at him then she gets off of (y/n)'s lap and walks up to Arthur. (Y/n) looks over at her as the little girl looks up at the man. Arthur looks down and noticed her standing in front of him. "What is it, sweetheart?" He asked. Annebeth smile again then holds her arms out to him. He smirks a bit then picks her up and places her on his lap.

(Y/n)'s smile grew bigger as Annebeth leans her head against his chest. Arthur looks over at (y/n) and the two share a smile as Sean and Uncle continue to sing.

It's beefsteak when I'm hungry,
And whiskey when I'm dry,
Greenbacks when I'm hard up,
And hell when I die.

Rye whiskey, rye whiskey,
Rye whiskey I cry,
If I don't get rye whiskey,
I surely will die.

O Baby, O Baby, I've told you before,
Do make me a pallet, I'll lie on the floor.

Arthur sung along with them and (y/n) sways her head to the music. 

If the ocean was whiskey,
And I was a duck,

And right when they sang that last line, Arthur then pokes Annebeth's belly, lightly, twice just as he said. "Quack, quack." Annebeth giggled, Arthur laughing as well, as the men continued to sing.

I'd dive to the bottom
To get one sweet sup;

But the ocean ain't whiskey,
And I ain't a duck,

So I'll play Jack o' diamonds
And then we'll get drunk.

O Baby, O Baby, I've told you before,
Do make me a pallet, I'll lie on the floor.

As (y/n) watches Arthur and Annebeth, she starts thinking to herself maybe I was wrong after all. Arthur and Anne seemed to have a connection all along and I just didn’t see it till now. Here she was worrying that Arthur wouldn't want to do anything with Annebeth, but now seeing them interact with each other.

She realized that Arthur is the best thing that’s ever happened in their lives. He really does show some affection towards her and her daughter. It was right there the whole time and she was just worried over nothing. And that's when she knew, she had fallen more in love with him.