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Saloon Girl At Ten Paces	By : SisterWine Category: M through R > Magnificent Seven Views: 897 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Mirisch Corp. own The Magnificent Seven(1998). Rio Bravo (1959) was written by Jules Furthman, Leigh Brackett & B. H. McCampbell, directed by Howard Hawks. I make no moneys from or claim to Rio Bravo (film) or Magnificent Seven (TV show).

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Chapter Nine
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Six days later and fifty miles from town. Colorado sighed and sat down on a log, next to the campfire, to pour himself a cup of coffee. It was still early and the sun had yet to break the horizon. The faint light of day crept over the sky while displaying gentle hues of purple, red, orange and three different shades of blue in pastel strips. As the sun peaked up from the dusty distance, he sat there and watched the display, listening to the stillness of the morning. Several long, deep breaths and a sip or two of the cooling coffee, he glanced over at his left, to the man laying on his side, facing away from Colorado.
Dude stirred but only slightly, slowly coming out of his dream and becoming aware of his surroundings. The aroma of coffee hit his senses before he opened his eyes and he stiffly stretched before sitting up and turning to face his companion.
"Mornin. Coffee?" Colorado sat with his own coffee cup raised to take a sip while Dude scrubbed a hand over his own face before looking at his partner. He took a sip and lowered his cup as he swallowed, slowly looking around their camp for approaching visitors.
With a heavy sigh and another stiff stretch, Dude sat forward and reached for his cup he had stashed in his saddlebag, on the other side of his saddle, that he had used as a pillow. When he turned back, he found Colorado holding up the tin coffee pot, waiting to pour. Holding out his cup, he grunted a "thanks" before he raised it to his lips for a sip. "Rather have a beer." Dude shrugged.
With a small laugh, Colorado nodded. "Town's just a few hours up the road. We should be there by afternoon." Another sip and another glance around, he glanced over to the horses and found then standing by a tree they were tied to, casually grasing on tall grass around the trunk of the tree. Colorado sipped his coffee and closed his eyes as he swallowed, thinking of the nice soft bed they'd sleep in, tonight. He couldn't wait to get back to the hotel and pay for a bath before a meal and then bed.
After having something to eat and stuffing their utensils back into their packs and loading them onto the horses, Colorado doused the fire and climbed up, onto his horse to follow Dude to town. Their pace was a steady one as not to straggle too slowly or move too fast, to save the horses' energy. They chatted a bit and then fell silent for a long period of time, dwelling on the curses and spits of the prisoner they had delivered to Yuma before turning back. "You spose we have time for one more night in a bed?" Colorado's horse trotted beside Dude's, just as anxious as the men were to get back to civilisation.
"I'm just lookin' forward to the beer." Dude shrugged, gaining a subtle laugh from his companion.
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"How are you two enjoying your new home?" Mary asked as she handed Lyla the cup and saucer of tea before sitting down across from the young woman. Her eyes lowered to Lyla's hands as she held the tea cup and then to Lyla's belly, thinking about the young family to be and hoping their life in the home would be happier than her's had been. Looking around her surroundings, she had liked what Jesse and Lyla had done to the place, since moving in. They sat in the small kitchen, at the table, and chatted over tea and sandwiches Mary had brought from town.
Lyla sipped at her tea and smiled as she lowered the cup down to the saucer, on the table. "We love it. Jesse stays busy with the garden, getting it ready to plant and I have been learning my way around here. In the evenings, we sit on the porch and talk and listen to what's around us. Jesse can't wait to be a father. Thank you, again, Mrs. Travis, for giving us this home. It is a lovely place. And thank you all again for helping Jesse clear his name."
Mary blushed as she smiled. "You are welcome, Lyla. This place needs a new family to take care of it." She sipped at her tea and then turned to look at the small bassinet, behind her. "Have you two decided on any names, yet?" Turning back and asking before picking up a wedge of sandwich on her plate.
Shaking her head, Lyla cupped her hands aorund her tea cup and shifted in her seat. "Sadly, no. Jesse has a few ideas but we're waiting to know what it is, first. He wants a boy and I want a girl." Lyla rubbed the fingertips of her hand at her left temple and scrunched her eyes shut, as if in pain.
"Are you feeling alright?" Mary asked, concerned.
Nodding, Lyla focused on her breathing. "It's a headache that comes and goes. Perhaps, I should lie down for a while."
Mary stood and walked around to Lyla's side, helping her to stand up and guiding her to the bedroom, to lie down. "I'll stay with you, until Jesse gets back, alright? Just relax, Lyla." Helping the woman to lie down, she whispered in her ear before draping a blanket over her, to keep her warm while she rested. I'll be in the next room, if you need me." Walking to the door and pausing to turn back to the dozing woman, Mary quietly turned back and stepped out of the room, leaving the door open a crack, in case Lyla called to her. She finished her sandwich and tea before cleaning up and busying herself around the kitchen, washing the dishes and folding the linen that dried on the line, on the side of the house. Her mind took her back to a different time, when she and her husband and son lived there. As she swept the front porch, she remembered all that had happened and the fire that gutted their history. Yet, she smiled at the new house that stood in its place and the new family that inhabited it.
At an hour past, Mary stepped quietly over to the bedroom door and looked in on Lyla, softly moaning in agony. Stepping away to retrieve the wash basin of warm water and a clean cloth, Mary stepped into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed, next to Lyla. She placed the basin on the bedside table and wrung out the cloth before lightly applying it to Lyla's forehead, covering her eyes and nose, as well. "Sshh, this will help, Lyla. Just relax." She whispered. She stayed there, reapplying the compress until the water cooled. "I'll heat some more water, for you." Stepping out of the room, she glanced out the window and found JD riding up to the house. Setting the bowl down on the table, she stepped outside and held a finger to her lips, indicating to him to be quiet.
JD climbed down from his horse and looked confused. "Mrs. Lyla alright?"
"She's fine, JD. Just resting from a headache. Where's Jesse?" Mary stood a foot from him and patted the flank of the horse as they talked.
"He's helpin' Josiah with repairs to the church, after the storm a few nights ago." JD looked around her, to the house. "Should I go get him?" His expression changed to worry about Lyla and the baby but Mary had calmed his concerns, little.
Mary shook her head. "It's not serious, yet. Just to be safe, would you bring Nathan here? Perhaps, he has something that will ease her pain."
Nodding and climbing back up on his horse, JD snapped the reins and hurried back to town, returning a little while later with Nathan and Chris, who had tagged along out of concern and curiosity for the young mother-to-be's wellbeing.
Nathan hurried inside with a small leather bag of tinctures of herbs and dried tea leaves that might alleviate the pain and not harm the baby. Calming the young woman with his voice before approaching her, to let her know who it was. "Mrs. McCall, it's Nathan. Mrs. Travis sent for me to see if I can help you with your pain. Alright?" Easing himself to sit down beside her, he opened his bag and rummaged around, looking for the basil oil and peppermint oil tinctures. Dabbing a drop each into the fresh water, beside the bed and then wetting the cloth in the water, he gently placed the at her temples and dabbed at her neck. "These will help ease the pain. It'll be a little cool but the pain should go away, in a little while." Nathan draped the cloth over the side of the basin and turned back to finish examing her. "Any stomach pain at all?"
Softly moaning, Lyla shook her head. "No, just my head. My side hurt, yesterday."
"Which side, Lyla?" Mary, standing behind Nathan, asked.
Lyla placed her hand on her right side and jumped slightly as Nathan placed his hand over hers. She gasped in pain as Nathan gently applied pressure to the spot she had pointed to. With Nathan's help, she had rolled onto her left side and let him lift up her shirt to look for any bruising on her side before being carefully replaced to her flat position.
"Does Jesse know you were in pain?" Nathan asked calmly.
Again, Lyla shook her head. "I didn't want to upset him. This baby means so much to him. Please don't tell him." Lyla begged.
"I reckon you mean a lot more to him, right now, Lyla." Chris stepped into the room and knelt down beside bedside table, watching her with noticeable concern. "Anything happens to you or the baby, he deserves to know. I'll ride back to town and bring him back. He should be here with you." Chris stood up and turned to leave but stopped as Lyla sat up with a yelp of pain and tried to stop him.
"No, please. He's been through so much. I don't want to upset him." Lyla clutched Nathan's left shoulder and grimaced in pain.
Nathan eased her back to lie down. "No offense but, Jesse loves you more than that baby, right now. He wants to see you both, healthy and happy. Just rest, now."

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Chris hurried out of the house and off the porch to his horse, JD following behind him, ready to ride in a few short seconds. Hurrying back to town, Chris made his way over ot the church and found the roof was empty of the two men who had been working on it since dawn. "Jesse! Josiah!" Throwing his leg over the side and dropping down to the ground, Chris climbed the steps and shoved open the door to look for them. "Jesse!"
Jesse hurried into the room from the back, looking confused. "Somethin' wrong? Lyla alright?"
"Have you noticed Lyla not feelin' well, lately?" Chris didn't answer Jesse's questions but instead posed them back to him.
Jesse's brow furrowed with worry. "She said she had a stomach ache, yesterday, but said it was because she hadn't eaten. Why? What's wrong? Is the baby alright?"
Chris breathed. "Nathan's with her now. Get your horse. Josiah, we could use you too." Before another word from the stunned young gunslinger, Chris turned and hurried back out of the church. Climbing back up onto his horse and turning around, he spotted Vin and Ezra standing on the porch of the saloon, talking to Feathers. "Stay here." He called over his shoulder to JD, also waiting on his horse. Riding up to where the two men stood, Chris stopped his horse and shifted to get Vin's attention.
"Vin Tanner. By warrant of the Texas Marshalls and the great county of Presidio, my deputy and I are placing you under arrest." Dude called as he and Colorado rode up to the walk and stopped, with their guns drawn and pointed at Vin. "I got a handbill that says you're wanted in Tascosa, Texas, for murder."
Climbing down off of his horse and making his way up to where Vin and Ezra stood, Colorado removed his wrist shackles from his belt and proceeded to cuff the trapper. Turning to Chris, he added, "much obliged to use the jail, for the night."
Jesse and Josiah followed JD up to where Chris had stopped and paused to see what was going on. "Ryan?"
Colorado lead Vin between the horses and stopped in front of Jesse's horse. "Jess. Heard you were goin' to Yuma." He hadn't lost his cool, even with the itchy trigger fingers that surrounded him, and Dude, with unease. He hadn't wanted anything more than to just do his job and relax in a hot bath before a good night's sleep.
"Where're you takin' him?" Jesse asked and climbed down from his horse, walking up to his old friend.
Colorado shook Jesse's hand in friendship and then turned back to his prisoner. "This man's wanted for murder, in Texas. Don't tell me you knew about this."
"I didn't. He ain't no murderer, Ryan. He and his friends helped me clear my name for murderin' my pa. That ain't somethin' a murderer does." Jesse stared at Colorado in disbelief.
Shaking his head and shoving Vin forward, Colorado shrugged and offered his only answer. "Not for me to decide, Jess." He left Jesse to watch as he carted his friend away in cuffs. Marching Vin over to the jail and finding Buck guarding their one prisoner, a horse thief awaiting trial, he presented the handbill to Buck and asked for the keys to the cell. "This man's under arrest for murder in the state of Texas. Much obliged to house him here, until tomorrow morning."
Buck and Vin shared a look but remained silent, even as Buck begrudgingly removed the keys from the hook on the post and opened up the empty cell, watching Vin step inside and wait for Colorado to remove the shackles. "Anything else we can do for you, deputy?" Buck asked as he closed the door and locked it, replacing the key on the hook.
"Yea. Don't interfere with Texas law." Colorado nodded over to Vin and glanced back over to Buck, making his point before opened the door and walked back out to the street in time to see Jesse ride away with Josiah, Chris and JD.

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