{"id":3294,"date":"2008-09-23T10:15:56","date_gmt":"2008-09-23T14:15:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=3294"},"modified":"2025-02-27T12:13:42","modified_gmt":"2025-02-27T17:13:42","slug":"under-the-purple-sky","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=3294","title":{"rendered":"Under the Purple Sky (by iceangelmkx)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><span class=\"label\" style=\"color: #000000;\">Summary:\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\">A group of bandits hold up a saloon, and the Cartwrights find themselves caught in the middle. \u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><span class=\"label\" style=\"color: #000000;\">Rated:<\/span><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u00a0T\u00a0 (15,150 words)<br \/>\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Under the Purple Sky<\/strong><\/p>\n<div id=\"pagetitle\" style=\"color: #000000;\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"infobox\" style=\"color: #000000;\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"notes\" style=\"color: #000000;\">\n<div class=\"noteinfo\">\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><strong><em>One more day left.<\/em><\/strong>\u00a0That was the thought that ran through Joe Cartwright\u2019s head as he and his older brothers, Adam and Hoss, rode down the dirt streets on their horses. Along with their father Ben, they were here on business, buying horses from a rancher who lived on the outskirts of town.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"chapter\" style=\"color: #000000;\">\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Wadesville was the closest place from the ranch for miles around. For the past six days, the Cartwrights had been staying at the rancher\u2019s home, since he had insisted that they bunk at his place. Only twice, including now, had they entered this small town, which was a one-hour horseback ride to. The first time was yesterday morning, when Ben had offered to pick up some supplies for the rancher, getting them at the only general store there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Today, Ben had headed off to the bank to get the money that would be used to buy the horses they had picked out. He had the money deposited there for safe keeping until he made his purchases. While he did that, his three sons headed to the saloon down the street for a quick drink, where he would meet them once he was done at the bank. When he arrived there, however, there was a long line, and Ben realized that it would be a little while longer before he would meet up with his sons.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The brothers soon reached the hitching post closest to the building with a sign that simply read in gold color, \u2018Saloon.\u2019 As they dismounted from their horses, a large cloud above began to cover the bright, early afternoon sun, casting a shadow over the small town.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe was the first to speak as they hitched up their horses. \u201cOn a warm day like this, there would be nothing better than a cold beer.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThat is if they serve cold beer, little brother,\u201d mentioned Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe sighed a little, realizing that Hoss might be right. The last time they were out of town for business, the saloon they had visited served beer that was so warm, it was as though it had been under the sun all day. Joe swallowed at the though, and he found himself hoping that this saloon wouldn\u2019t be a repeat of last time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">At least it wouldn\u2019t be summer time for another month.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><em>One more day.<\/em>\u00a0Joe found himself thinking the same words he thought of just moments again.\u00a0<em>Then we\u2019ll be heading back.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The trip to Wadesville hasn\u2019t exactly been the most eventful since the Cartwright\u2019s arrival. One of the reasons the youngest Cartwright went on these trips was to explore the towns they were in. He liked to see what they had to offer, and to see, perhaps even meet, the young women who roamed those towns.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">However, Wadesville offered very little to explore. The town only made up of a few blocks, small enough that Joe was quite sure that everyone there knew each other by name, let alone noticing any strangers who came by. The people barely even looked at the Cartwrights, hardly ever greeting them. And for Joe, any of the young, pretty girls he did see already seemed to be hitched with another man.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As a matter of fact, now that Joe thought about it, there seemed to be more men than women in the town.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLet\u2019s try not to stay too long.\u201d Adam\u2019s deep voice broke through Joe\u2019s thoughts. \u201cJust long enough to wait for Pa, have a beer or two, then head back.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As Adam talked, Joe sensed the boredom in his voice. He figured that his oldest brother was also not enjoying his time in this town. Joe wouldn\u2019t be surprised if he was right. Already, Hoss had expressed his eagerness to return to the Ponderosa.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt\u2019s not like I appreciate ol\u2019 Hemming\u2019s hospitality,\u201d Hoss had said four nights ago, referring to the rancher they were buying horses from. \u201cBut dadburnit, he\u2019s a bad cook.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe had found himself smiling after hearing that. To Hoss, almost no one cooked a good meal as well as their cook, Hop Sing. The Cartwrights were all used to the Chinese man\u2019s culinary skills, so to try other people\u2019s cooking would sometimes catch them by surprise, mostly for the worst. Hemming wasn\u2019t that bad of a cook, in Joe\u2019s opinion, but he did miss Hop Sing\u2019s meals just as much as Hoss did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was funny\u2026 this was supposed to be a seven-day trip, yet Joe felt as though they were here for weeks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss\u2019 voice broke through Joe\u2019s thoughts this time. \u201cWhy the rush, big brother?\u201d he asked, referring to Adam\u2019s last comment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe decided to join in. \u201cYeah, older brother\u2026 why the rush? You weren\u2019t planning to meet a pretty gal behind our backs now, were you?\u201d He smiled playfully, making his green eyes beam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam stared at his brothers with his light brown eyes for a moment before letting out a quiet sigh. \u201cDo you really want to spend any more time in this town than you want to?\u201d He continued staring at his two brothers, and Joe noticed a hint of a smirk forming on his face. The youngest Cartwright found himself chuckling at this, realizing that he was right about his oldest brother\u2019s feelings about being here.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLet\u2019s go have that beer already,\u201d said Hoss as he began walking towards the saloon. \u201cI\u2019m darn thirsty.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Agreeing with him, Joe and Adam began following Hoss. Pushing the swinging doors, they entered the saloon. It was an average sized place with about a dozen tables. The main bar was placed in the back, the lone bartender, a short dark-haired man, cleaning out one of the countless glass cups with a cloth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The bartender looked up to see the Cartwrights walk in. He nodded to them, acknowledging their presence. \u201cThree beers,\u201d Adam said to him as the three began to sit down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe began to notice the saloon more. There was a piano, but no pianist. The only customers there were four men about four tables away talking amongst themselves, three card players in the opposite back corner, and the card dealer who was watching over the game.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cA bit quiet for a saloon,\u201d Hoss said after a few moments. \u201cEven at this time back in Virginia City, it was more rowdy than this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was then that the bartender came over with their beers. He had heard Hoss\u2019 words as he was walking towards the table. \u201cThat\u2019s Wadesville for you,\u201d he said. \u201cMaybe about every month or so, something interesting does happen, but it\u2019s mostly criminal trials.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat keeps you here?\u201d Adam asked curiously.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The bartender shrugged. \u201cI don\u2019t know. I guess I like to think of this place as peaceful compare to many other places around this territory. By the way, if you gentlemen are expecting any of our saloon girls, I\u2019m afraid that\u2019s going to have to wait until about five o\u2019clock. We have two ladies working for us, Jeannie and Maureen, but neither of them are able to come in until that time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe hadn\u2019t noticed until just now\u2026 there were no saloon girls in sight. That was a first for him. Even in other small towns, there was at least one girl lurking in even the only saloon there, so he found this very strange.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Then again, with the lack of customers at this hour, even on a Saturday, it was no surprise that Wadesville\u2019s only saloon girls didn\u2019t come in until the evening, when there is usually more business.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat brings you here?\u201d the bartender asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe smirked, knowing that the bartender was making conversation.\u00a0<em>Of course he would,<\/em>\u00a0he thought.\u00a0<em>He must get very bored at this hour<\/em>.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWe just bought some horses from Hemming\u2019s ranch,\u201d Joe answered. \u201cWe\u2019ve been here almost a week now, and we\u2019ll be leaving on Monday. We\u2019re from Virginia City.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou\u2019re a long way from home,\u201d the bartender said. \u201cMy name is Chad. If you gentlemen would like more beer, let me know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThank you,\u201d Adam said as he paid Chad for their current beer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Suddenly, a loud shriek was heard from the back corner. The noise startled everyone the room, and the Cartwrights quickly turned their heads to look for the source of the noise. They found themselves staring once they realized that the shriek came from one of the card players. This gave Joe the chance to get a better look at the people at the card table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The card dealer, an man who looked to be in his forties, wore a white shirt underneath a black vest, closed by it\u2019s buttons, and matching pants and shoes. He stared at the people around him with no emotion on his face. It was obvious that he had been dealing cards for quite a while.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The card players contained two men, both dressed in jeans and different colored plaid shirts, stared in disbelief at the fourth occupant of the table\u2026 a girl about Joe\u2019s age. A large smile played on her face as she began collecting the money that was on the table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt\u2019s about time I won this poker game!\u201d she called out. \u201cGuess today\u2019s my lucky day.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYeah,\u201d one of the men at the table said in annoyance. \u201cIt was only lucky.\u201d He began getting up from his chair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The smile disappeared from the girl\u2019s face as the man began walking away. \u201cWhere are you going?\u201d she said, sounding disappointed. \u201cThis is just beginning to be fun.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The man rolled his eyes. \u201cWalking through the desert with no water is more fun than this.\u201d He soon reached the swinging doors and exited the saloon.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The girl shook her head before looking back at the other man. \u201cDo you still want to play, Johnny?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNah, I\u2019m done for now,\u201d Johnny replied. \u201cI just blew half my pay for the week, and I\u2019m going to need the rest. Maybe next week.\u201d He then got up with his beer in hand, and walked over to the bar table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss turned his head to Chad. \u201cWho is she?\u201d he asked. It was a question that Chad was used to from all visitors. Few weren\u2019t used to a properly dressed girl in a place like this.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThat\u2019s Rachel Coddington,\u201d Chad said, keeping his voice low so that she didn\u2019t hear. \u201cShe comes in every Saturday around this time to play poker with anyone. I always keep an eye on her and make sure she leaves by mid-afternoon. After all, she is the mayor\u2019s daughter.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Cartwrights looked up at Chad. \u201cDoes her father know she comes here?\u201d Adam asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHe does,\u201d Chad answered. \u201cHe doesn\u2019t like it of course, but a busy man can\u2019t always stop her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t blame her for comin\u2019 here,\u201d Hoss said. \u201cIn a place like Wadesville, she must get bored half to death.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cShe is kind of cute though, don\u2019t you think?\u201d Joe suddenly said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam found himself rolling his eyes in amusement. It was almost typical to hear his brother say anything like that about any new girl they see.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cChad!\u201d Johnny called out. \u201cAnother beer!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIf you three want more beer, let me know,\u201d Chad said before leaving to attend to Johnny.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nearly at the same time, the Cartwrights sipped their beer. Not as cold as Joe hoped, but it was at least cool enough to make him grateful that it\u2019s not completely warm.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHey you three,\u201d Rachel\u2019s voice called out. Adam, Hoss, and Joe turned to where Rachel sat. She stared at them with her dark brown eyes. \u201cDo you want to play?\u201d she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Cartwrights gave Rachel a friendly smile. Adam spoke for the three of them. \u201cNo thanks,\u201d he replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019ll play,\u201d a deep voice said from behind. A tall man with a brown beard walked casually over to the table Rachel was sitting at. He was one of the four men who were sitting a few tables away from the Cartwrights.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The smile returned on Rachel\u2019s face. \u201cThat\u2019s wonderful.\u201d She was just beginning to take out some of the money she had just collected from her last game. \u201cLet\u2019s start playing before my new luck runs out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cUnder one condition,\u201d the man said, his voice suddenly void of emotion. This caused the Cartwrights to keep an eye on him, all three now getting a weird feeling about this stranger.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was then that the clicking sound of a gun\u2019s hammer being pulled back was heard\u2026 three to be exact. The Cartwrights turned their heads, their eyes meeting the other three men in the room, all with their guns pointed at them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cTake your guns out and put them on the table,\u201d one of them demanded. \u201cAnd don\u2019t pull any tricks.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It wasn\u2019t the first time that the Cartwrights found themselves caught in a situation like this. It was almost a routine. Knowing that it was best to listen now and deal with them later, the Cartwrights slowly stood up, removing their guns from their holsters before placing them on the table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNow, get behind the bar,\u201d the same man demanded, and the three followed orders, their calm eyes never leaving him. He then looked over at Johnny and Chad, both who already had their hands up. Chad was already behind the bar, so he pointed his gun at Johnny. \u201cYou too.\u201d With hesitation, he followed the gunman\u2019s orders.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The tall stranger, obviously the leader, pulled his gun out and pointed it at Rachel. The fear was already etched on her face. \u201cW\u2026 what do you want from us?\u201d she asked, her voice quivering.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The stranger tipped his brown hat back a bit, revealing his hazel eyes. \u201cJust like you, I want to play a game. A high stakes game.\u201d He stared at her more intently. \u201cThe bet is for your life.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was a half hour before Ben was able to get out of the bank. With the large amount of cash placed safely away in his wallet, he stepped outside, feeling the afternoon sun on his face. He stretched his arms out a bit, feeling glad to be out of the bank.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Now he would meet his sons over at the saloon. He remembered hearing Adam asking a stranger where the place was located, and the man had said it was down at the end of the street on a corner. He looked over in that direction, seeing that the street ended not too far from here.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The sky above was partly cloudy. As Ben unhitched his horse Buck, a cloud had maneuvered over the bright sun, casting a shadow over Wadesville. Ben looked up at the sky, suddenly getting a little feeling that he couldn\u2019t explain. He had these feelings before, and was once told that it was something called \u2018fatherly instincts.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben shrugged the feeling off, thinking he was being ridiculous.\u00a0<em>For all I know,\u00a0<\/em>he thought.\u00a0<em>Little Joe could be getting himself in trouble again in another poker game.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben began riding down the street on his horse. He was starting to think that he could be correct in his last thoughts. The silver-haired man began to expect himself to walk into the saloon and see at least Joe in a brawl. His youngest son seemed to find himself in more brawls than his brothers due to his short temper.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Even so, he knew that his youngest had a big heart. Ben knew that Joe loved his family, and would go as far putting himself in harms way to protect them. All four of them did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As he got closer to the end of the street, Ben noticed a small crowd gathering around, staring over at a sight across the street. Ben looked at that direction, his eyes laying on a blue, two story building that read \u2018Saloon.\u2019 Nearby, he noticed his sons\u2019 horses tied at a hitching post. He was just beginning to ride over to that spot when someone walked near him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIf you plan to get a drink at the saloon, you\u2019re going to have to wait,\u201d the person said. Ben gently pulled on the reins, whispering a \u2018whoa\u2019 to stop his horse from walking. He then looked at the person, a tall man dressed all in brown, except for a blue plaid shirt underneath his coat. A silver star badge with \u2018Sheriff\u2019 engraved on it was pinned on the left of that coat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat\u2019s the matter, Sheriff?\u201d Ben asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Sheriff shifted his feet a little, slowly placing his hands on his hips. \u201cThere\u2019s a hold up in the saloon. Just started about twenty minutes ago. Unfortunately, there are a few hostages inside. I suggest you run along\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben stopped listening to the sheriff as he continued speaking. He briefly looked at his surroundings, hoping that his sons were around. He frowned, feeling his heart sink when he couldn\u2019t find them. He had no doubt that Adam, Hoss, and Joe were amongst the hostages inside. In a town that they barely knew, where else could they have gone to?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Quickly, Ben dismounted from his horse. He then stared back at the Sheriff. \u201cMy sons are in there, and I am not leaving until they come out unharmed.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Sheriff was just beginning to open his mouth to reply when another voice from behind him spoke. \u201cLet him stay, Hansen.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Both Ben and Sheriff Hansen turned to the voice, noticing a man dressed in a semi-casual black jacket with matching slacks. Underneath his jacket was a gray, buttoned vest, which covered most of the white shirt underneath. He was perhaps a few years older than Ben with silver hair and a mustache. His dark eyes showed only worry.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The new stranger looked at Ben. \u201cI am a father too, also worried about the safety of my child. My daughter is one of the hostages.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben nodded to him, understanding how the man was feeling right now. He then asked, \u201cDoes anyone have any idea why there\u2019s a hold up?\u201d He then shook his head a little. \u201cA saloon of all places?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWe\u2019ve only gathered a few information,\u201d Hansen stated. He looked over at the man with them. \u201cThis is Henry Coddington, the Mayor of Wadesville. We believe that the bandits are holding his daughter and the other hostages for ransom money. We also have one witness who was just getting near the saloon as the hold up began. He was only able to briefly look over the doors, not wanting to stick around of course. He had noticed Rachel in there, along with Chad, the bartender, and a friend of his named Johnny. He also noticed three other men, all with their hands in the air, but he said that he never saw them before. He was only able to describe one of them to me, a big man with a tall hat.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMy sons\u2026\u201d Ben whispered. He took a deep, slow breath as he turned his head towards the saloon. \u201cHow much do they want?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThey haven\u2019t named their price yet,\u201d Henry said. \u201cHansen and I have only arrived here about ten minutes ago.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI was only able to talk to one of the bandits briefly,\u201d Hansen said. \u201cHe only said that there was three other with him, and that they were currently negotiating their demands. He gave us the warning that if we tried anything, he would kill all the hostages. This is all we know at the moment. Right now, we wait for their demands before we decide on how to put an end to this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben nodded, still staring over at the saloon. With the lives of his sons and three others at stake, he wished that he could quickly find a way to get them all out unharmed. One of the things he hated was to stand around and wait for something to happen., especially at a time like this.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben turned his head to Henry. \u201cI\u2019ll help anyway I can.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThank you,\u201d Henry replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben turned back towards the saloon, knowing that the wait was going to be a dreadful one.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Back in the saloon, the four bandits had spread themselves out through the saloon. They had the Cartwrights, Chad, Johnny, and the card dealer tied up by their wrists, their hands behind them, and were all placed in a line leaning against the bar table. Rachel was tied up in a chair, and the bandits had placed her in the middle of the room.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The hostages had learned about fifteen minutes ago that the leader of the bandits was Nate Edwards, the tall man with the beard. Johnny had uttered his name before he was told by Nate to keep quiet before they killed him. The room had been silent since.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate was the only one standing by the windows, their curtains closed, but only one window slightly opened enough to hear anything outside. Two of his men stood on either side of the hostages by the bar. His third man stood next to Rachel. All four had their guns drawn out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The silence seemed to go on for what seemed like an eternity before the bandit nearest to Rachel spoke. \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you tell them our demands yet?\u201d he asked with a bit of irritation in his voice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate sighed a bit. \u201cWe have plenty of time, Sam. There\u2019s no need to rush this just yet.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou want my Pa\u2019s money! Why else would you be here?\u201d Rachel yelled out in anger.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam found himself rolling his eyes. \u201cThank you for stating the obvious, Princess.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rachel fumed over Sam\u2019s sarcastic reply. \u201cWith my status, you won\u2019t get away with any of this as easily as you think!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam\u2019s patience suddenly grew thin. Before Rachel had time to say anything else, the bandit pulled back at\u2019s Rachel\u2019s dark hair, his tight grip causing her to let out a small yelp.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou\u2019re status will be \u2018dead\u2019 if you don\u2019t shut you mouth!\u201d Sam yelled out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Silence filled the room for a moment as Nate turned to the scene in the middle of the room. He briefly stared at Sam with no emotions in his eyes. Sam slowly let go of Rachel\u2019s hair soon after.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate moved his eyes to Rachel then, his eyes turning into curiosity. \u201cLet me ask you something\u2026 what\u2019s a gal like you doing in a place like this?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rachel glared at him. \u201cIt\u2019s none of your business.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Already without patience, Sam grabbed Rachel\u2019s hair again, this time pulling back harder, causing her to shriek. He then placed the barrel of his gun to her head. A terrified look appeared on Rachel\u2019s face upon feeling the cold metal against her temple.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI said to keep your mouth shut!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Behind them, the men were furious by the way Sam was treating Rachel, but it was Joe\u2019s nose that was flaring. \u201cLeave her alone!\u201d he suddenly demanded as though it was instinct.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Immediately, the other two bandits pointed their guns at Joe. Joe looked up at the two men, his lips now in a tight line.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLeave him be,\u201d Nate said to them. The two men to drew their guns away from him. He then looked at Sam. \u201cLet her go. The last thing we need for you to do is kill her.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam\u2019s nose flared in anger for a moment. He looked down at Rachel, the fear still written on her face. He then obeyed order, released his grip on her, and pulling the gun away. Nate knew that after that experience, Rachel wouldn\u2019t be talking, at least for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt\u2019s time to get business going,\u201d Nate suddenly announced. Everyone in the room watched as he pulled up the shade that covered the only open window.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSheriff!\u201d Nate called out. A brief pause lingered before they heard another man\u2019s voice from outside call back in reply.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWe\u2019re ready to list our demands!\u201d Nate looked back at the other three bandits as though he was giving them one last chance to list what they want before he made his announcement. When none of them said anything, Nate turned his head back to the window.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWe\u2019re listening!\u201d they heard the Sheriff say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate continued. \u201cWe want a wagon with a horse, and a twenty-four hour head start. We also want money from Coddington in exchange for the hostages\u2019 lives!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHow much?\u201d Sheriff Hansen asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">There was a brief pause before Nate answered. \u201cFive hundred thousand!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The eyes of all the hostages\u2019 widened in shock over the amount asked, and Rachel herself looked as though she was about to faint. The Cartwrights had heard of ransoms for ten thousand, thirty thousand, even only two thousand, but five hundred thousand?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The realization dawned in on every hostage in the room. For the bandits to want this much money, they had very good reason to do so, a reason they may most likely never find out even if they were saved after this was over.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThat\u2019s preposterous!\u201d they heard another man yell out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate continued, ignoring the other voice. \u201cYou have until sunset to meet our demands! If they are not met by then, all the hostages in the room will be dead!\u201d He then moved away from the window, pulling the shade down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sunset was about four hours away, and the hostages all wondered in their minds if the demands would be met in time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam and the other two bandits seemed to be amused and delighted by the situation upon looking in their eyes, as Adam noticed. He then looked over at Nate and saw something different. Nate\u2019s face seemed to look worn and tired, and Adam swore that there was even a hint of anger. For someone who may receive a hefty amount of money today, Nate didn\u2019t look as delighted as the other three.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It became obvious to Adam then that there was something different about Nate. It was as though this situation involved more than just money for him\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u2018<em>Five hundred thousand dollars?!<\/em>\u2019 Ben thought in shock. It was indeed a lot of money, and he knew just by looking at Henry Coddington\u2019s pale face that he thought the same thing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">After some silence, Henry managed to swallow a lump that suddenly developed in his throat. \u201cThis is absurd.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cDo you even have that kind of money, Mr. Coddington?\u201d Sheriff Hansen asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry took a deep, slow breath before turning his head to Hansen and Ben. \u201cI do\u2026 it\u2019s almost every penny I have\u2026 sure, I\u2019ll have some left over if I hand it over, but it\u2019s not enough for me to run this town.\u201d His eyebrows arched. \u201c\u2026 It\u2019s well known here in Wadesville that my daughter goes to play cards in the saloon every Saturday. These bandits\u2026 they have to have known that she was here when they could\u2019ve done this any time of the week. Someone had to have tipped them, telling them how much money I had in my name. It could\u2019ve been anyone, but that\u2019s not important right now\u2026 not until Rachel is safe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben nodded to him, agreeing with him over how important Henry\u2019s last sentence was. He and his sons have been in situations like this before, and he knew that he would go as far as giving up the Ponderosa. Ben had put his heart and soul on building that ranch, and if losing the Ponderosa meant saving the lives of his sons, then so be it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As he looked on at the saloon, Ben heard Hansen order one of his deputies to bring water to Henry as he helped him sit down on the boardwalk. Ben\u2019s mind began to wander off from the present as he began to feel dread and worry for his sons.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Questions ran through his head\u2026 were his sons all right? Were any of them hurt? How long will this go on before it\u2019s over?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">A while ago, Hansen had sent out another his deputies to retrieve a wagon and a horse, two of the demands from the bandits. Wadesville was quite a small town, and Ben wondered if even a spare horse was available at this very minute.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen\u2019s voice cut in then. \u201cHenry, I\u2019m very sorry that your daughter got caught up in his situation. Unfortunately, you may have to give them money if we don\u2019t come up with a solid plan.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI hope it doesn\u2019t come to that\u2026 that\u2019ll be the last resort,\u201d Henry sighed, his voice slightly shaking. He then looked up. \u201cBen? Have you figured any plans?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben blinked a couple of times as he hadn\u2019t expect to be spoken to right away. He shook his head a little. \u201cI wish I did, Henry.\u201d Ben then thought of something as he continued staring at the saloon. \u201cIs there a backdoor to this place? Perhaps the deputies could go around back-\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cUnfortunately, it doesn\u2019t,\u201d Hansen replied. \u201cThe only way out is the front door.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben sighed before turning to Henry and Hansen. \u201cI\u2019d do anything to save my sons, even give up my ranch. I\u2019m confident that we\u2019ll come up with something before the sun sets.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen stared at Ben with interest. \u201cA ranch? Where at?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNear Virginia City, Nevada Territory.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen nodded. \u201cWhat\u2019s a man like you doing out here in Wadesville.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben turned his head back towards the saloon, his worry for his sons back in his mind. \u201cBusiness, but does that matter now?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Silence fell between the three men afterwards.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">In the saloon, the only noise present was the chatter between Sam and the other two bandits. The hostages in the room had learned that the other two were named Charlie and Tim. Nate continued staring at the window, his six shooter in hand, and seemed to more care about what was going on outside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam, Charlie, and Tim had moved themselves to one of the tables right next to the tied-up Rachel, each one with a glass of beer in front of them. As they talked, their mood seemed cheerful for now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">For a while, the three discussed some of the saloon girls they met in the last town they\u2019ve been in, mostly laughing over the stories they told. Eventually, Charlie changed the subject. \u201cSay\u2026 with all the money that we\u2019re getting\u2026\u201d His eyes lit up as he grinned. \u201cHeck, I wouldn\u2019t even know what to do with all that money!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMe neither,\u201d agreed Tim. \u201cI\u2019d probably buy myself enough beer to last me a year.\u201d He looked at Sam. \u201cWhat about you, Sam? What are you gonna do with that money?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam seemed to look thoughtfully at his beer for a moment before he smirked. \u201cThe idea of buy enough beer for a year sounds nice\u2026 but I would really like to get me one of those mail order brides.\u201d He then turned over to Rachel. \u201cI\u2019d like to get one as pretty as this one.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam reached his hand over to Rachel. He barely brushed his dirty fingers against her cheek before she quickly pulled away. The three bandits laughed at her reaction, and Rachel could only narrow her eyes at them with anger in retaliation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss\u2019 nose flared upon seeing this. He spoke only low enough so that only his brothers (each one on either side of him) heard him. \u201cIt disgusts me what a man will do just for money.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAnd what they will do with it once they have their hands on it,\u201d Joe agreed. Briefly he looked at Rachel. Her tears from a while ago still stained her face, and he noted that she hadn\u2019t said a word since Sam had put his gun to her head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Which reminded him\u2026 Nate, the leader of his pack, had been quiet most of this time, mainly looking out the window. \u2018<em>For a man who\u2019s leading this whole thing, he sure doesn\u2019t speak much,<\/em>\u2019 the youngest Cartwright thought.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe turned his head to his left toward his brothers. Hoss looked at him as well, and Joe noted Adam observing the scene in front of him. Next to Adam, he noticed Johnny, the other customer, and Earl, the card dealer, both also observing the scene. The two looked weary, but they seemed to do well in staying calm.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe then turned to his right, his green eyes on Chad the bartender. He noted the pale look on the chubby man\u2019s face, and a sheen of sweat covered his forehead. Joe would have to keep watch on him. He knew from the couple of hours that he\u2019s known Chad that he was a decent fellow, and knew that he only meant well. Even so, his nervousness may cause this situation to grow worse if he makes the wrong move.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cTry to stay calm,\u201d Joe told him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chad found himself barely swallowing. For a while, he found it hard to breathe normally. \u201cIt\u2019s funny\u2026 I\u2019ve broken up brawls and kicked out many drunks\u2026 but here I am in a hold up and I\u2019m as nervous as a hunted jackrabbit. I\u2019ve never been in a hold up in all my life.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Chad\u2019s nervousness seemed to make him talk louder than he wanted. Sam, Charlie, and Tim had stopped their conversation, and even Nate had turned his attention to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Charlie pointed his gun at Chad. \u201cDidn\u2019t we tell ya to keep ya mouth shut?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLeave him alone, Charlie,\u201d Nate said as he walked away from the window. \u201cWhy don\u2019t you go keep a look out for a while.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Charlie took a quick drink before standing up. \u201cFine,\u201d he replied as he walked over to where Nate had been.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate walked over to the hostages, stopping in front of Chad. Chad\u2019s breath seemed to shorten even more, unsure of what was about to happen next.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cStand up and sit down at a table,\u201d Nate demanded. Without hesitation, Chad did as he was told. He got himself up, then moved over to the closest chair about two tables away from the other three bandits.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate went behind the bar table and grabbed one of the whiskey bottles. He then returned to the table where Chad was at before removing the cork on the bottle. \u201cDrink some of this. It\u2019ll calm you down.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The other hostages were surprised by the gesture. They watched as Nate offered the whiskey to Chad, who took the bottle in his tied up hands. Once he got a hold of it, Nate let go, and Chad took a small swig before gently placing it down on the table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell don\u2019t go wasting that now,\u201d Tim said. \u201cWe\u2019d like to have some of that too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate looked annoyed. \u201cThat beer you have is enough for now! We don\u2019t need you getting stinkin\u2019 drunk! Besides, I have a new plan.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam, Charlie, and Tim looked at Nate with interest. \u201cWhat would that be?\u201d asked Sam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate looked at the hostages. \u201cI don\u2019t think it\u2019s necessary to keep everyone here. I\u2019m willing to let two of them go.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The three bandits stared at him in surprise. \u201cYou\u2019re kidding us, right?\u201d asked Tim. \u201cWhat\u2019s the point?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThe point is that when we planned this, we were after one thing,\u201d he briefly looked at Rachel. \u201cWe never discussed what to do with any one else who gets involved, only to keep them hostage as well.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI told you we should have talked about it before we did this,\u201d mentioned Sam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate ignored him. \u201cHere\u2019s what we\u2019ll do\u2026 we\u2019ll only release two hostages, and keep the others.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIf we\u2019re going to do that,\u201d said Tim. \u201cLet\u2019s let the big guy loose.\u201d He stared at Hoss. \u201cWho knows what he\u2019ll do if these guys somehow were able to get out of those ropes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss narrowed his blue eyes at the bandits. \u201cYou can untie me, but I ain\u2019t leaving without my brothers.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate turned his attention to him. \u201cWhat\u2019s your name?\u201d he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHoss Cartwright.\u201d He nodded he head to each side as he continued speaking. \u201cThese are my brothers, Adam and Joe.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate rubbed his bearded chin with his fingers. \u201cCartwright\u2026 from the Ponderosa?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss nodded in reply. Nate only remembered the name because he had once stayed a night in Virginia City about a year ago. During his stay, he had mostly heard about the Cartwrights and their large ranch just nearby. Nate had forgotten all about it until now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">From there, Nate made his decision as he looked over at Johnny and Earl. \u201cYou two are free to go.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Johnny and Earl looked up in surprise. There was some relief in their faces, but at the same time, there seemed to also be some reluctance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate quickly pointed a gun at them. \u201cGo before I change my mind,\u201d he said as he pulled Earl up to his feet. Johnny got himself up as well. \u201cI\u2019m going to let you out with your hands tied. Let the sheriff cut them off for you when you get out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate pushed the two forward until he was behind them. Charlie chuckled as he watched. \u201cConsider yourselves lucky. If you had stayed, I\u2019m sure you would be dead like the others once the sun sets.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">His words were ignored. As the three passed Rachel, she looked up at Johnny. He returned the gesture, stopping just in front of her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cDon\u2019t worry, Rachel,\u201d he said to her. \u201cEverything will be fine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cGet moving,\u201d Nate demanded, his gun on Johnny\u2019s back. The young man followed orders, and the three walked towards the double doors.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben wasn\u2019t sure how long the silence lasted before he heard the click of the gun\u2019s hammer being pulled back. The noise caught his attentioned and he instinctively turned his head. Sheriff Hansen held his gun to chest level, his dark eyes focused on the scene in front of him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d Ben asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThere\u2019s movement at the window,\u201d Hansen informed him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry Coddington heard the statement and, like Ben, looked over at the window to the very right of the building. A hand held back the shade slightly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSheriff!\u201d a deep voice called out from it. It was the same voice that made the list of demands earlier. Which reminded Ben\u2026 the deputy sent out to retrieve the wagon and two horses hasn\u2019t arrived yet. How long ago has it been since he was sent out?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI hear you!\u201d Hansen called out, keeping his hand firm on his gun.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWe are releasing two hostages! Both are alive and unharmed!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">A sense of relief seemed to come over everyone who was witnessing the situation from outside the saloon. However, even with the two hostages being released, there were still more to worry about.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHowever,\u201d the voice from inside the saloon continued. \u201cIf you or anyone else tries anything to get in here, these two and everyone else inside will be killed!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen was quiet for a moment before answering. \u201cSend them out!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Briefly, Ben had held hope\u2026 hope that at least one of the hostages was his sons. However, that hope quickly faded as two strangers, both with their hands tied in front of them, emerged from the saloon. As soon as they were far enough from the doors, one of Hansen\u2019s other deputies began to lead them over to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cEarl and I are fine, Sheriff,\u201d the younger of the two said as the deputy began using a knife to cut the rope off from his wrists.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cGood to know, Johnny,\u201d Hansen replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHow are the others?\u201d Ben asked right away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Johnny turned his head to Ben. \u201cFor now, everyone\u2019s okay. Tied up, but okay.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAnd my Rachel?\u201d questioned a concerned Henry.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cShe\u2019s fine right now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat can you tell us?\u201d Hansen asked seriously.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Earl spoke up. \u201cWell, there are five hostages in there\u2026 Rachel, Chad the Bartender, and three brothers called The Cartwrights.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAnd the bandits?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Johnny continued for Earl. \u201cThere\u2019s four of them. I don\u2019t much about three of them, only that their names are Sam, Tim, and Charlie. But I know the leader from my travels\u2026 his name is Nate Edwards.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The awkward silence that immediately followed did not come unnoticed to Ben. Hansen became unusually silent. As for Henry, he had been quite pale since this all started, but now he seemed paler than before. For a moment, Ben thought that the Mayor of Wadesville was going to pass out right then and there.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The silence became unbearable then, so Ben spoke. \u201cSheriff\u2026 can\u2019t we try to make other negotiations with the bandits?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen immediately shook his head firmly. \u201cYou heard what they said\u2026 a wagon, two horses, and five hundred thousand dollars.\u201d His voice seemed voice of emotion or concern. \u201cOne should know by now that once criminals make up their minds about what they want, especially if they\u2019ve planned it for so long, they\u2019re not going to back down on it at this point. From my experiences as Sheriff, negotiations only cause more trouble than necessary. All we can do is follow through their orders. Once it\u2019s done, we\u2019ll move in to arrest them. I have my deputies close to the saloon incase one of the bandits try to escape.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Although Ben understood Hansen\u2019s point, it still let him frustrated. He wanted more to be done to insure the capture of the bandits and the safety of his sons and the two other hostages.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Briefly, Ben thought about his friend Roy Coffee, the Sheriff of Virginia City. He knew that his long time friend was good with trying to compromise with criminals, even if it does leave him frustrated at times. How would Roy have handled this if he was here?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As he thought of this, Ben noticed Henry again. He looked more sick than before. \u201cAre you all right?\u201d he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The worried man seemed to swallow a lump in his throat. \u201cI\u2026 I\u2019ll be a-all right,\u201d he stuttered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen turned to him then. \u201cHenry\u2026 the sun will be setting in less than an hour and thirty minutes. I suggest that you get the money that the bandits requested.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry looked astonished by the request, looking like he was ready to collapse. Ben stared at Hansen. He was beginning to question the way Hansen was handling the situation. Not only was he trying to come up with other ways to meet the bandits\u2019 demands, but his comments and request was distressing the man who\u2019s only daughter\u2019s life was currently at stake.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSheriff,\u201d Ben began, his voice stern. \u201cAre you sure there isn\u2019t any other way?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">He then noticed Henry raising a shaky hand before Hansen had the chance to reply. \u201cThere\u2019s no other way, Ben. Thank you for your concern. However\u2026 I\u2019ve come to realize that, with little time left, there is no other way around it. I\u2019m confident that Hansen and his deputies will do their jobs in capturing the bandits and returning the money\u2026 if they don\u2019t spend it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben noted the grim tone in Henry\u2019s voice, and didn\u2019t like it one bit. It was as though he had suddenly given up on everything he\u2019s lived for. He had mentioned before that, without the money, he couldn\u2019t continue running Wadesville.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019ll be heading to the bank, and I\u2019d like to go alone,\u201d Henry said. He began walking in the direction of the bank. As he passed Ben, he spoke once more. \u201cPlease make sure that my Rachel is okay\u2026 if it all ends before I make it back.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben could only watch as Henry walked towards the street that lead to the bank, the same bank he was in only a few hours before, the very same bank where he last spoke to his sons.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben frowned as he looked up towards the sky, it\u2019s color as blue as the lake, and the edges a yellow color from the sun. The clouds in the distant gave off a mostly purple color with a touch of pink.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The older man began to pray and hope, for not only his son\u2019s sake, but for the bartender, Rachel, and her father.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">For some time, the saloon had been mostly quiet. Sam, Charlie, and Tim would some times talk loudly amongst themselves as though no one else was in the room. Each other them were drinking a beer at the table just next to the hostages. At the next table over, Chad sat at one of the chairs, his eyes staring down at the wooden floor. By the window, Nate paced himself around, stilling keeping his eye out on the world outside. Rachel was still quiet since her life was threatened a few hours ago. The blank look on her face indicated that she was trying to pretend that she wasn\u2019t here being held up for ransom.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As the three bandits at the table engaged in conversation, a thought came to Hoss. Wanted to share it, he spoke low enough just for Adam and Joe to hear. \u201cHow do you figure Pa is feeling right now\u2026 with all three of us in here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was one of those questions that had an easy answer, but Hoss felt the need to ask anyway. The reply came from Adam. \u201cHe\u2019s most likely negotiating a plan with the sheriff\u2026 and that\u2019s if the sheriff is doing his job.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss noted the tone in his older brother\u2019s voice. He couldn\u2019t describe it precisely, but it was the type of tone where he knew that Adam was in one of his deep thoughts. It came as no surprise to the middle Cartwright.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat are you thinking in that head of yours?\u201d Hoss asked outright without much thought.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam observed the scene in front of them for a moment before answering. \u201cI just find it interesting that of all the places where we get caught in a hold up, it had to be a saloon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The corner of Hoss\u2019 lips curled up in a half smile. \u201cUsually when we get in trouble at a saloon, it\u2019s \u2018cause of a brawl,\u201d he said. Adam had to smile at that comment, knowing how true it was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI would go for a brawl over this anytime,\u201d Joe chimed in.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam thought about Hoss\u2019 last question to him and decided to proceed with what he\u2019s been thinking since the demands were announced. \u201cWhen you look at the bandits, it\u2019s quite interesting. With the amount of money at stake, I think that the bandits had good reason for this holdup.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The older Cartwright nodded his heads to his right. \u201cThose three at the table\u2026 they\u2019re very eager to get their hands on the money. It\u2019s almost all they\u2019ve been talking about since this whole thing started. However, I look at Nate. He\u2019s the one leading this, yet he is not as eager as the others. If my hunch is correct, the three are in it for the cash. However, Nate is in it for something else\u2026 his eyes give it away.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWhat do you reckon it could be?\u201d Hoss asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam could only shrug. \u201cThat\u2019s something I can\u2019t determine.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Cartwrights were soon interrupted by the sounds of heavy footsteps. They looked up over to the source of the sound and noticed Nate walking over to them. Joe briefly looked over to his right, noting that Chad and the three bandits had looked up at him as well.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate stopped just a few feet in front of the Cartwrights. \u201cJust so you know,\u201d he began. \u201cThere is only a half hour before sundown. I\u2019m just beginning to doubt that the demands will be met on time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">For the first time in hours, a female voice broke in. \u201cPlease\u2026 it was always me you wanted,\u201d she pleaded. \u201cThey have nothing to do with this. Please, let them go.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam looked over at the young woman, a smirk on his face. \u201cWon\u2019t be that easy, girly.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rachel\u2019s eyes widened as she turned her head to Sam. \u201cBut you let Johnny and Earl go!\u201d she reminded him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Irritated, Sam quickly raised his gun to her, pulling back the hammer with his thumb. \u201cBut that doesn\u2019t mean we have to let them all go.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPut the gun down, Sam,\u201d Nate demanded without turning around. \u201cThe next time you raise that gun to her, I\u2019ll kill you for disobeying orders.\u201d Sam muttered something that couldn\u2019t be heard clearly before moving his gun away from Rachel\u2019s direction.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was then that they heard a noise from outside the saloon and just down the street. Everyone in the room looked towards the direction of the door. The sounds of a pair horses galloping down the street was no mistake. The noise was accompanied by something rolling.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSounds like the wagon\u2019s here,\u201d Tim announced.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAbout time,\u201d Nate muttered as he walked over towards the window. He peaked out the window and looked down the street. It turned out Tim was correct. The wagon and horse team were coming towards the saloon.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate turned his head back towards the Cartwrights, Rachel, and Chad. \u201cConsider yourselves lucky for now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As Nate looked back out the window, Hoss turned his eyes to Adam. \u201cYou sure about your thoughts on Nate?\u201d he whispered to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam stared over at Nate. \u201cWe\u2019ll have to see and find out.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben felt a bit of relief upon seeing the wagon and horse team coming down the street. He watched silently as the driver pulled up and stopping just in front of the saloon. The position was in perfect view for the bandits to see clearly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Now the only matter left was the money. He found himself searching around for Henry. It\u2019s been over a half hour since he left to get the money. Where was he?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">That\u2019s when he heard the voice of one of the bandits. \u201cHave you got the money?\u201d he called out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sheriff Hansen, who was standing next to Ben, called out in reply, \u201cWe\u2019re still working on it!\u201d He then lowered his voice enough just for Ben to hear. \u201cHenry better get here soon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben turned his head to Hansen, irritated by what he just said. The tone of his voice was as though Henry\u2019s absence was more of a nuisance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben was just about to say something to him, but it was then that she spotted Henry turning a corner and began making his way back over to them. The Mayor of Wadesville held two black brief cases in each hand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Noting that Henry was walking slow, Ben decided to walk over to him, meeting half way.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry let out a small sigh once Ben reached him. \u201cSorry I\u2019m late. I didn\u2019t want to be, but an idea came to me on my way to the bank.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben\u2019s dark eyes seemed to lit up with hope. \u201cYou have? Tell me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry looked down at the suitcases again before returning his gaze to Ben. \u201cWell, before I entered the bank, I saw the undertaker on his porch reading the newspaper. An idea came to me then. I only took out two thousand dollars from the bank, then quickly returned home. I keep an old collection of newspapers since the day Wadesville became a town. My butler and I cut up the papers to look like bills. We had them tied together before placing them in the suitcase. I used the money I took out from the bank and placed them on top of them. I don\u2019t know how it will work, but I figured that the bandits wouldn\u2019t really go through the suitcase until after they get out of here. This way, not only will Rachel and the others will be released alive, but they will believe, for a while, that they received the five hundred thousand.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben frowned a bit after hearing this. He knew that Henry would do anything to see that his daughter was safe\u2026 but if he can\u2019t help but wonder what would happen if his hunch about the bandits not looking through the brief cases right away was wrong. What would happen then?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It wasn\u2019t the brightest idea, but with little time left before sunset, there was no other way around it now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt\u2019s risky,\u201d Ben said. \u201cBut we don\u2019t have much time now. Let\u2019s just hope that the bandits don\u2019t look through the brief cases before they release the hostages.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">At that moment, Sheriff Hansen joined them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI have the money, Sheriff,\u201d Henry said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen took one of the brief cases. He looked at Henry for a moment as he turned the case upward. The sheriff opened the brief case and looked inside for a moment before closing it again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben could only stare at him, unsure of what to think. It was as though Hansen didn\u2019t believe that the money was in there as Henry had said. Ben realized then that he was liking the sheriff less and less as each minute passed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen looked over at one of the deputies who stood nearby. \u201cBring these to the wagon,\u201d he asked. The deputy took the cases and walked them over to the wagon. Hansen waited until the deputy placed them in the wagon and stepped away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNate!\u201d the lawman called out. \u201cWe have your wagon with the horses and the five hundred thousand dollars! We have met your demands!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The silence that followed felt like an eternity as they awaited for a reply.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Inside the saloon, everyone listened as the announcement of the demands being met were heard. Sam, Charlie, and Tim looked at each other during that time. Once it was quiet, they turned their heads to Nate as though they were awaiting orders.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate motioned for them to get over to where he was. The bandits stood up on cue. One of the chairs was pushed a bit too far back to where it was less than a foot away from Joe. Unknown to anyone including his brothers, the younger Cartwright managed to get his hands free from the ropes about fifteen minutes ago, thanks to the sharp corner of the bar stand. He had spent the majority of the hold up trying to cut himself free. He was grateful that he managed to do so on time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Keeping his hands behind him, Joe found himself staring at the chair, and an idea came to his mind\u2026 he just had to wait for the right time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cShould we get ourselves out of here now?\u201d Charlie asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate shook his head before Charlie finished his question. \u201cNot yet. I want to make sure that our demands are met completely.\u201d He looked over at Sam. \u201cCheck the wagon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam placed his gun in his hollister. \u201cSure thing. I\u2019m getting tired of being coped up in here anyway.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate turned his attention back outside. \u201cSheriff!\u201d he called out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The sheriff\u2019s reply came right away. \u201cYeah?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019m sending out one of my men to inspect the wagon! If something happens to him, the hostages will die!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">A pause lingered before another call came. \u201cSend him out!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate nodded to Sam, signaling him to make his move. Sam nodded back before opening the door and stepping outside, placing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Sam took a moment to scan the walkway before exiting the saloon. Slowly, he walked over to the wagon. He wasn\u2019t worried about the crowd that gathered across the street, including the sheriff. The eerie silence was what actually made him uncomfortable.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Across the road, Ben looked on at the lone bandit. An uneasy feeling started to come over him. He felt as though something was about to happen. He only hoped that his feeling turned out to be nothing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As Sam reached the wagon, his instinctively took out his gun slowly from it\u2019s Hollister. Ben figured that the bandit do so. However, it never expected the loud, echoing sound of a gunshot to be heard.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Long after this would be over, Ben would later learn that one of the deputies, an inexperienced one, had took this as a threat and thought that he was going to shoot someone on the street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Before the sound faded, Sam\u2019s body froze as the bullet entered from his back and through his chest. A small cry escaped his lips before he fell to the ground, his life draining from him quickly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The onlookers immediately panicked, getting themselves away from the scene knowing that a shootout was about to take place. Remembering Nate\u2019s words moments before, Ben pulled out his own gun. He only took two steps towards the saloon before Hansen pulled him away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cGet back!\u201d he demanded. \u201cBehind the water trough!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou heard what Nate said!\u201d Ben yelled out frantically. \u201cThey would kill the hostages if something had happened to-\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI know, but we don\u2019t need any one else killed!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben clenched his teeth in frustration. \u201cIf something happens to my sons, so help me-\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Before he could finish, more gunshots were heard\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSam!\u201d Charlie yelled out as he watched Sam die before him. In retaliation, he charged over to the Cartwrights. Anger flashed in his eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cLooks like your luck ran out,\u201d Charlie said bitterly as he began to raise his gun towards Adam.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was Joe\u2019s chance. While Charlie wasn\u2019t looking, Joe quickly swung his hands forward before catching the chair with his hands. While jumping up, he pushed the chair forward, the force of it knocking Charlie sideways before crashing into some chairs and a table, his gun going off in the air.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">While that happened, Hoss finally had the chance to use his strength to break himself free from the ropes, which took him a few seconds to do. The youngest Cartwright witnessed his brother\u2019s arms pull apart from behind once the rope snapped.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe had to smile. \u201cI always knew your strength was good for something other than lifting hay stacks,\u201d he joked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss listened as he quickly untied Adam\u2019s wrists. \u201cWith all that silence we\u2019ve been hearin\u2019 all afternoon, I sure didn\u2019t mind-\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The gunshots coming from both inside and out cut Hoss mid-sentence. The Cartwrights saw that Charlie was slowly starting to get up from the floor, his gun a few feet away. Nate and Tim were focused on defending themselves from the shooters outside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe looked around and saw that Chad had already moved himself behind the bar counter, his hands still tied. He then saw Rachel, who not only was scared out of her wits from the sounds of gunshots, but she was very close to the bullets\u2019 paths.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Quickly, Joe grabbed the chair Rachel was still tied up to, not having time to untie her right now. She screamed at one point as a bullet whizzed by her and hit the bar counter. Joe stared at the spot briefly\u2026 his head had been there moments ago.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Shaking the thought out of his head, he managed to get Rachel safely behind the counter just as Hoss and Adam were standing up. \u201cI\u2019ll have you and Chad untied in a little while,\u201d Joe promised her before leaving to join his brothers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Charlie was just beginning to reach for his gun. Not wanting to give him a chance, Joe dived forward, knocking him back before that happened.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As they began their brawl, Adam and Hoss lunged forwards towards Nate and Tim. Adam managed to knock Tim into the wall, the surprise attack forcing Tim to lose his grip on his gun.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss wasn\u2019t as lucky as his brothers however. Nate had heard him coming and once he was close, he elbowed Hoss right in the ribs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The attack stunned Hoss for a moment, noting that Nate was nearly as strong as he was. However, when he saw Nate turning to him, Hoss backhanded the gun out of Nate\u2019s grip. Nate had not expect Hoss to make a move so quickly after beind elbowed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Behind the counter, Rachel and Chad could only watch as the Cartwrights took on the three remaining bandits. The sound of gunshots were gone, now replaced with fists hitting flesh, glass and furniture breaking, and grunts and cries from the six men who were brawling in the saloon. To Chad, it was like watching the usual saloon fights, but the bartender knew better.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It wasn\u2019t long before Adam and Joe were able to knock Tim and Charlie out cold, both nearly at the same time. However, the fight between Hoss and Nate continued a bit longer. Both strong men, they left behind the most damage not only in the saloon, but also on each other. Hoss knew he was guaranteed to have quite a few bruises by morning\u2026 that is if he makes it through this alive.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">For a moment after getting up, each one glared at their opponent, waiting for the other to make their next move as they tried to catch their breaths. Hoss and Nate eventually end up tackling each other at the same time. After a moment, Nate managed to overpower Hoss, knocking him back with a hard shove, but not before Hoss grabbed his jacket and took Nate along with him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">While on the floor, Nate spotted a gun just a foot away. He reached for it just as Hoss pushed him off of him. Hoss was only able to sit himself up before he found himself staring into the barrel of the gun that was now pointing towards his face. His eyes widened upon hearing the sound of the hammer being pulled back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">At the sound, Adam and Joe turned their attention to where and Hoss and Nate were. Their hearts froze upon seeing Nate holding a gun to their brother\u2019s face. They both held their breaths, preparing themselves for the worst.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">However, time passed and nothing happened\u2026 then enough of it passed before Hoss realized that Nate was hesitating. He looked up at the tall, bearded man, expecting to see no emotions in his eyes. However, Hoss managed to see the grim and bitterness in his eyes, the one that Adam had pointed out just earlier.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss soon was able to relax as Nate pulled the gun away, and he could hear the sigh of relief from his brothers. He sighed of relief too, not realizing that he had been holding his own breath.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Even if his life was spared, he couldn\u2019t help but wonder. Hoss looked up at Nate. \u201cWhat made you decide not to kill me?\u201d he asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate looked out at the window, noting that it was much darker outside now. \u201cFirst off, I don\u2019t like shooting unarmed men.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI find that hard to believe,\u201d Joe stated bitterly. \u201cYou were so eager to have us all killed.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cBelieve it or not,\u201d Nate continued. \u201cI never intended to have any of you killed. That was a way to make sure our demands were met.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYour one friend almost killed me,\u201d Adam reminded looking down at Charlie.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate sighed a little upon learning this. \u201cThat fool\u2026 he knew beforehand that wasn\u2019t part of the plan. Then again, he and Sam were brothers.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Cartwrights understood then, knowing that they may have been just as irrational if one of them were to die in front of their eyes. But why Charlie chose to turn his guns on the Cartwrights instead was something they couldn\u2019t understand.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI\u2019m only here to kill one person.\u201d Nate looked out the window again. \u201cHenry Coddington, the Mayor of this forsaken town.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The name caught Rachel\u2019s attention. \u201cWhat do you want with my father?\u201d she asked alarmed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate glared at Rachel. \u201cHas your father ever told you how he came to build this town?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rachel pondered over this for a moment, trying to recollect memories of stories her father had told her over the years. \u201cHe wanted to make a peaceful town where everyone can be happy,\u201d she finally said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate narrowed his eyes. \u201cDid he ever tell you that Wadesville was once a ranch? The ranch that once belonged to my father?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The new information caught everyone in the room by surprise. To Adam, it was starting to make sense. He watched as Nate turned his head to stare out the window. Meanwhile, Joe went over to the bar counter to help untie Rachel and Chad.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt happened twenty years ago,\u201d Nate proceeded. \u201cIt was just me and my father for quite a while at that time\u2026 I can hardly remember my mother before she died. He wanted to do something with his life. So when he received money from an uncle who passed away, he decided to start a ranch, right here where you stand now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHe worked hard from sun up to sundown, hardly ever taking a break. I helped around of course, even quitting school just to help bring in the money.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cOne day, when I was about ten years old, Henry Coddington showed up. A rich man who most likely never worked a single day in his life at the time, he wanted to buy land, and was very interested in my father\u2019s property and the area around it. Henry wanted it, but my father was too proud of his land. He wouldn\u2019t give it up for all the money in the world.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cFor a while, Henry pestered him for the land. One day, Pa had enough. I had been working on the fields when I heard them arguing. As I got closer, Pa pulled his gun. I knew he wouldn\u2019t shoot Henry\u2026 he only used his gun in an emergency or self defense. However, Henry took this as a threat, so he pulled his own gun out and shot my father to death, right in front of my eyes. I had been to frightened to face him then, but I still wish that I did to this day.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMy father didn\u2019t leave a will behind, and I had no other relatives. As you can imagine, I lived in an orphanage until I was eighteen. As for the land, Henry used his money to buy off the land and built this town. He never acknowledged the presence of the son of the man he had killed over this land. That should have been my land, not his.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSo to make this short\u2026 Wadesville was built upon greed, blood, and no remorse for the young man who had the right to this land. I know now that I can never get this land back. However, if I had the chance to kill Henry Coddington, I\u2019ll find my peace, and my father\u2019s soul can finally rest.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The absence of noise followed once Nate finished his story. Everyone in the room was lost for words, unsure of what to think of it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">It was Rachel who broke the silence. \u201cYou\u2019re lying!\u201d she exclaimed while choking back tears. \u201cMy father is a good, respectable man! He would never have done such a terrible thing!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMaybe now he wouldn\u2019t,\u201d Nate answered. \u201cBut even if he\u2019s changed, it still doesn\u2019t make up for what he did. The only way he could pay me back is with his own life.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss finally had to step in after doing nothing but shake his head. \u201cLook Nate\u2026 I\u2019m sorry that your Pa had to die for all this. But lemme ask you something\u2026 are you sure that you will find that peace when it\u2019s over? What happens after?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI don\u2019t care what happens,\u201d Nate said. \u201cAll I care about is seeing Henry dead.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss shook his head again. \u201cNate\u2026 if you kill Henry, I guarantee you that you won\u2019t receive that satisfaction you\u2019re looking for. If I remember right, when a man goes through with something like that, he ain\u2019t never satisfied. He becomes more bitter than he was before.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate lifts his gun then, no longer wanting to hear Hoss. \u201cGet yourselves on your feet and in front of me. You\u2019re all now feel. However, don\u2019t try anything.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">All five hostages obeyed and proceeded towards the door. Joe sighed to himself as he walked forward. They may have their freedom now, but something tells him that this situation was far from over\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Long after the bullets were fired, the smell of gun powered still lingered in the air, but all was quiet. Ben peered over at the water trough he had taken cover behind during the shootout. Everyone who was on the streets seemed to be unharmed since they, too, have taken cover like he has. The only damages that the bullets seemed to have left behind were holes in the windows and walls across the street from the saloon. The trough that Ben kneeled behind had a single hole and water was now leaking through it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben had straightened himself up once he realized that there would be no more shooting. He heard Sheriff Hansen yell out something to the bandits, but Ben\u2019s mind was focused on other matters.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">His heart sank as he remembered what one of the bandits had said to them moments ago\u2026 he swore that the hostages would be killed if something happened to one of his men while he inspected the wagon and briefcases.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">With the man lying dead from the bullet that began the shootout in the first place, Ben began to fear the worst. Was the shootout enough of a distraction for the bandits that they have yet to go through with their promise? Or did it give at least one of the bandits a chance to get the job done?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As Ben pondered through this in his mind, a soft creaking sound was heard from the saloon across the road from him. Ben looked up towards the sound, and was surprised to see the front door slowly opening. As a precaution, he lifted his gun in front of him, pointing towards the opening door.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">About a quarter way open, the door stopped. No sounds was made for a moment until someone from the saloon spoke. \u201cPa? Sheriff?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The female voice that called out from the saloon was almost music to everyone\u2019s ears. Henry and Hansen looked at each other for a moment before Hansen nodded to Henry. Henry faced the saloon again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cRachel? Is that you?\u201d he asked aloud.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYes!\u201d Rachel called in replied. \u201cWe\u2019re all okay in here!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hearing those words, Ben exhaled in relief, knowing that his sons were safe now. Henry continued. \u201cWhat happened in here?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThe other two bandits are unconscious. We have the other coming out with us.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cCome on out then!\u201d Hansen called out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The door opened wider and Ben saw a woman in a red dress walk out of the saloon. Then, a man Ben guessed was the bartender followed Rachel. He soon felt a weight he didn\u2019t know he had lift off his shoulder as he spotted Adam, Hoss, and Joe coming out after the bartender. Then, as Rachel ran over to her father, a tall man in a long brown coat stepped out.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen pulled out his gun upon seeing him. \u201cToss the gun, Nate!\u201d he ordered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben looked at Hansen oddly as Nate did as he was told. Ben just had to ask. \u201cSheriff\u2026 there were three men who were holding the hostages\u2026 how do you know this one is Nate?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Before Hansen could answer, Nate spoke. \u201cBefore you arrest me, Sheriff, there\u2019s something I want done.\u201d He looked at Henry, who had an arm around his daughter after sharing an embrace. \u201cDo you remember the name Edwards?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry swallowed. He had prepared for this ever since learning that Nate was one of the bandits. \u201cYou\u2019re Jeb\u2019s son,\u201d he replied.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cThen I believe you know what I am here for,\u201d Nate continued. \u201cI\u2019ve wanted to face you for a long time. I was only a boy when you killed my father and took this land to make this town\u2026 a town in which your daughter claims was to make people happy. You can\u2019t live a lie, Coddington. You know this town was built upon blood and greed.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt was never about greed,\u201d Henry replied. \u201cAll I wanted was a piece of land to build this place, and I found this land the best place to begin.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMaybe,\u201d Nate said. \u201cBut don\u2019t you forget, it took a single bullet to get your wish.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSo it is true, isn\u2019t it Pa?\u201d Rachel cut in suddenly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry briefly turned his attention to his only daughter, his heart breaking upon seeing the frightened look on her face. He knew that Nate Edwards would arrive in Wadesville one of these days\u2026 he just didn\u2019t expect it to happen so soon.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As Ben looked on, he was shocked upon learning the main possibly reason for this holdup\u2026 it was all about how Wadesville came to be. He then turned his head to the sound of footsteps to his right. His three sons had stopped walking once Nate and Henry began to exchange words, but were now moving again towards their father. Ben slowly met them halfway.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben placed one hand on Joe\u2019s shoulder, the other on Hoss\u2019, then looked straight at Adam. \u201cYou boys all right?\u201d he asked with concern.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">A small smile appeared on Joe\u2019s face. \u201cWe\u2019re fine, Pa,\u201d he said in reply.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry\u2019s voice cut in then. \u201cYes Rachel\u2026 it\u2019s all true. This land once belonged to Nate and his father.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry then retold the story to her, to Ben, to Sheriff Hansen. To the former hostages, it was almost a repeat of what Nate had told them, only that Henry believed Nate\u2019s father tried to pull a gun on him, and he shot him in self defense.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAnd since Nate was too young with no other relatives to claim the land,\u201d Henry continued. \u201cIt was auctioned off, and I took the opportunity. I never thought about the boy\u2019s feelings, and I was only thinking of myself, and my own vision. I realized my actions after Rachel was born and my wife died. I have been selfish in my actions.\u201d He looked at Nate. \u201cIf I could give you back the land, I could.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cToo much time has passed,\u201d Nate said. \u201cAnd I still cannot forgive you for your actions, even if you have changed. My father worked to the bone to make that land. The building of this town has destroyed his hard work. For years, I felt that it has dishonored his memory\u2026 and I still feel that way. All of the years of hard work seemed to disappear within moments.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate tipped his hat forward a bit. \u201cCoddington\u2026 after losing my father to your bullet, and losing his land which should have belonged to me, the only way you can repay the damages is with your life. I wish to have a duel, right here and now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry knew this was inevitable. He nodded to Nate. \u201cI accept.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rachel immediately began yelling. \u201cNo, Pa! You can\u2019t do this! Don\u2018t accept it, you\u2019ll die!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry unbuttoned his black jacket, his loaded derringer already placed underneath in it\u2018s inner pocket. \u201cDon\u2019t try to stop me, dear. I knew this day would come. I knew, after twenty years, he would return to Wadesville\u2026 to his land\u2026 and come after me for what I\u2019ve done here. It was always a big chip on my shoulder, once I realized what I\u2019ve done to Nate.\u201d He let out a shuddered sigh. \u201cIn a way, I\u2019m glad this day has finally arrived.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Then, without hesitating any longer, Henry moved forward, and Rachel found herself frozen in her place. Learning the truth of Wadesville and now the possibility of losing her father was too much to bare.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate stepped down from the stars leading to the saloon, slowly picking up the gun he threw. Knowing this would be a fair and legal duel, Hansen lowered his gun, but still kept his finger on the trigger just incase.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">A thought came to Ben. \u201cNate!\u201d he called out. Nate stopped in his tracks and looked over at Ben, waiting for what he had to say. Once he got his attention, Ben continued. \u201cWhy did it take you all these years to come back?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate shrugged a little. \u201cI\u2019ve been around\u2026 just went to jail a few times after I left the orphanage.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">A grim silence seemed to follow then as Nate and Henry began to take their spots on the street. Those watching got themselves out of the way, not wanting to be caught in the bullets\u2019 paths.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As this did, Adam happened to look over at Rachel, noting her emotionless face as she looked on at the scene before her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Standing only a couple of feet from her, Adam spoke. \u201cNow that you know the truth\u2026 you have to realize that you can\u2019t pretend that what you learned tonight didn\u2019t happen. His actions from the past lead up to this moment.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Rachel\u2019s stern but emotional voice cut him off. \u201cI\u2019m aware of that. But\u2026\u201d she quickly took a deep breath. \u201cEven if he did build this town on blood and greed\u2026 even if he didn\u2019t acknowledge a son\u2019s feelings and did what he did anyway, I still love him. And\u2026 I know he loves me too, even if I act like a spoiled child.\u201d She smiled a little. \u201cI know he only meant well when he built his land, but at least he knew what he did was a mistake, even if he realized it too late.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The silence came again. As Nate and Henry got themselves mentally ready for the duel, Ben found himself looking up at the sky once again. The sun was just beginning to finish setting in the west. The color of the sky itself was one Ben rarely saw as he noted it\u2019s purple hue, and the distant, parted clouds scattered around it. It was a rare beauty, but one Ben couldn\u2019t enjoy right now as he turned his head back to the scene on the street.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Before anyone knew it, Nate and Henry drew this guns out at the same time, both able to get this guns to point at one another. However, only one trigger was pulled\u2026 the only belonging to Nate.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The bullet hit Henry, who immediately froze for a moment as the pain began to spread. He dropped his derringer to the ground before falling forward in pain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cPa!\u201d Rachel called out after Henry collapsed. She ran over to her father, bending down to him. \u201cPa! Oh no, he\u2019s hurt!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Cartwrights joined Rachel, checking up on Henry, who moaned in pain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Henry managed to slowly raise his head up to see his daughter\u2019s face. \u201cI\u2019m all right, dear,\u201d he finally said reassuringly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben noted the wound then. He examined it for a moment without touching the area, noticing that it was an exit wound. \u201cHe\u2019s right, Rachel,\u201d he said. \u201cHe was shot in the shoulder. We\u2019ll have the doctor examine it just to be sure nothing shattered.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate placed his gun back in it\u2019s holster as the Cartwrights and Rachel helped Henry back on his feet, his face etched with pain from his shoulder. Now that it was over, they looked at Nate, wondering what he\u2019ll do next.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate noticed the group staring at him. \u201cLooks like I missed,\u201d he said. Although said without emotion, Nate turned his head to Hoss and nodded at him. Hoss exhaled in a bit of relief, realizing that Nate thought about what he said earlier inside the saloon. Hoss nodded back at him, glad to know that he changed his mind about killing Henry, perhaps realizing that there was no satisfaction to killing, even for vengeance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSheriff,\u201d Nate said, carefully eying Hansen. \u201cI\u2019m done. I wish to turn myself in.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen nodded at him. \u201cI could. However\u2026\u201d He suddenly pointed his gun at Nate. \u201cYou seem to have forgotten our deal.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen\u2019s statement caught the attention of everyone in ear-shot. With the gun pointing at Nate, the Cartwrights knew that he had no chance to get his gun out without being shot.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIt\u2019s over, Sheriff,\u201d Nate said to him. \u201cI don\u2019t want to be part of this anymore.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNo, Nate\u2026 it\u2019s not over. We had a deal. You and the boys were supposed to get the money, and have it delivered to me, and we were all going to split it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hansen\u2019s sudden revelation finally began to make sense for Ben, and he mentally cursed at himself for not noticing the signs\u2026 his impatience with Henry, his lack of planning to rescue the hostages, checking the briefcases before placing them in the wagon, and knowing Nate\u2019s name when he came out of the saloon. It all added up now\u2026 Nate and his boys may have gone through with the actual holdup, but it was Hansen who planned the whole thing!<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAnd also remember,\u201d Hansen continued, a maniacal grin forming on his face. \u201cIf you failed\u2026 you would die.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate only stared at Hansen, who turned to the Cartwrights and the Coddingtons. \u201cYou see\u2026 now that you know I planned all this, I guess I might as well tell you the rest! I hired Nate and his boys to do this job for me. They were to hold Rachel and anyone else in the saloon for ransom. A saloon\u2026 clever, isn\u2019t it? That is where Rachel goes every week, right? Once the money was retrieved, we were supposed to all meet up and split the money.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHowever\u2026 I was actually going to keep it all to myself, and kill Nate and the boys for it. I was then going to hide the money for a while, and make it look like I had hunted them down myself, making me the hero. The deputies and I were then going to \u2018search\u2019 for the money, but never find it. Once the excitement settles down, I was going to take the money and leave this stinkin\u2019 town.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate finally spoke up. \u201cEven if you did succeed, I never planned to meet up with you. I never cared about the money. I only cared to face Henry after all these years.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMaybe,\u201d Hansen continued. \u201cBut I would\u2019ve hunted you down anyway. And once I saw you, I would\u2019ve killed you on sight. Then I would\u2018ve had my hero status, and received the glory I\u2019ve always deserved! I\u2018ve been nothing but a sheriff in a town where hardly anything happens! It was about time that I truly lived up to my occupation.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNow it\u2019s time to forget it,\u201d Nate suddenly suggested. \u201cYou\u2019re plans have been ruined. It\u2019s over and done. I\u2019m going to turn myself in, with or without you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Nate began to turn and walk away then. Adam realized that Nate had made a mistake as Hansen raised his gun even more towards him, now with his back turned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNate!\u201d Adam called out in order to catch his attention. Nate turned around just in time to see Hansen beginning to pull the trigger.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam managed to push Nate out of the way just as the gun went off. The bullet barely whizzed past the two men. In retaliation, Adam raised his own gun and fired. The new bullet managed to hit Hansen in the chest, the force of it causing him to stumble back a bit before he collapsed to the ground. Once down, he no longer moved.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The group stared at Hansen for a moment. In the light of what happened in the last few minutes, they were still digesting everything in their minds. They were only just beginning to understand the story of Nate, Henry, and Wadesville. With the new information about Hansen\u2019s involvement and his reason, it was hard to understand why he would choose to do this\u2026 just to look like a hero?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">With the mastermind of the holdup now dead, Joe found himself sighing a bit. When he, his brothers, Rachel, and Chad we free to leave the saloon, he knew that the situation was long from finished. Now, it seemed like it truly was over.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Adam sighed as well. \u201cIt seems like, with the Sheriff, the supposed greed that Wadesville was built upon grew with it\u2019s citizens.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Ben let out a long exhale, glad that it was all over now. He once again looked up at the sky as he thanked God for his sons\u2019 safety. The sun had finished setting, and the purple hue that was there moments ago was now being replaced with it\u2019s normal dark blue color.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">***<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">One year later\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHey Joe\u2026 isn\u2019t Wadesville just up ahead?\u201d Hoss asked his younger brother as they rode their horses across and open field.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hearing Hoss, Joe scanned the field, looking as far as his eyes could see. About five miles away, he noticed some buildings up ahead.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cYou know, Hoss,\u201d he said. \u201cI think you may be right.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNever thought we\u2019d be anywhere near here again,\u201d Hoss spoke. \u201cAfter all that\u2019s happened last year.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe nodded in agreement. The brothers continued riding quiet for another minute or two before Hoss opened his mouth again. \u201cSay brother\u2026 I know our water supply is okay for the next day, but I was figuring\u2026 could we stop by and fill up, just incase we run into trouble?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe stared at Hoss, a single eyebrow raised. \u201cIs that your idea of stopping by Wadesville?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cNot really,\u201d Hoss answered. \u201cBut since we are going there now, I reckon it wouldn\u2019t hurt to see how the Coddington\u2019s are doing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cIf they\u2019re still there,\u201d Joe said with a small shrug.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Now it was Hoss\u2019 turn to look at Joe oddly. \u201cNow why do you reckon that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cWell,\u201d Joe began to reply. \u201cI was just thinking about what Adam said after we got back home after our time in Wadesville. He said Henry had this vision of creating a town where people can be happy. Before we were even involved in the hold-up, we Cartwrights all agreed that the people of that town were bored half to death\u2026 they were far from happy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cSomething might\u2019ve happen that prevented Henry from reaching his goal,\u201d Hoss wondered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cAdam had an idea,\u201d Joe continued. He let out a small sigh. \u201cHe thinks Henry realized his mistake a couple of years after taking the land. He most likely realized that he couldn\u2019t live his vision, not with the guilt hanging over his shoulder. It would be like living a lie. Although he continued to run the town, he didn\u2019t provide anything to make the town excited to be living there. Wadesville pretty much became the town where nothing happens.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss nodded. He and his family had discussed this the day they returned home a year ago, but it was never discussed again until now. Joe\u2019s words were more like a reminder to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cHoss,\u201d Joe began to say. \u201cWhen we get there\u2026 let\u2019s not stop at the saloon.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss smiled a little. He was amused by the fact that Joe didn\u2019t want to stop by a saloon for once. At the same time, he understood the reason. \u201cSure, little brother. We\u2019ll just get some water, maybe say hello to the Coddingtons, and leave.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As the brothers continued riding towards Wadesville, Hoss thought about what happened immediately following the events at the saloon. The Cartwrights had stayed for another week in Wadesville. Though it was much to their dismay, it was for a good reason\u2026 to attend the trial of the bandits involved in the holdup.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Charlie and Tim were sentenced to ten years in prison. Hoss remembered Charlie swearing to avenge his brother Sam\u2019s death once he got out, one way or the other.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As for Nate, he received ten years in prison. It would\u2019ve been fifteen had he not volunteered to turn himself in. He had also admitted to have been involved in a stage coach robbery in California, the only other crime he hadn\u2019t served time for.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As for the Coddingtons, and everyone else involved, the Cartwrights had not heard from them since. They had offered Rachel and Henry to come visit the Ponderosa anytime they wanted to, but they have yet to accept the invitation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">After a while of riding, Joe and Hoss finally reached the edge of Wadesville. The silence around it was expected.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">However, once they reached the streets, the signs of abandonment were there. Many of the buildings had \u2018closed\u2019 and \u2018out of business\u2019 signs pinned in front of the doors and windows. A rocking chair on a nearby porch creaked as the wind pushed it back and forth. Up ahead, a pair of tumble weeds rolled back and forth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Silently, Hoss and Joe rode through the empty town until they found a water trough with a water pipe by it. They slowly dismounted their horses.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss looked at the building that was once the bank. \u201cI reckon the folks here didn\u2019t want to stick around here any longer.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe nodded. \u201cDoesn\u2019t seem like that long ago either. Do you think it might have something to do with last year?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cMaybe,\u201d Hoss said as he reached for the pipe\u2019s handle. \u201cOr maybe the folks didn\u2019t want to stick around any longer and left.\u201d He pressed down on it a few times, and was surprised to see water spew out of it. \u201cYup\u2026 hasn\u2019t been that long since everyone split.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As Hoss filled their canteens, Joe looked up into the bright, blue sky. He remembered his Pa mentioning the sky being purple during the duel between Nate and Henry. Joe found it interesting when he first heard, since it was a rare part of nature, which seemed to have coincidentally take place during the duel&#8230; or was is a sign from nature as Hop Sing had put it?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">He wondered if they would see another purple sky tonight, but Joe was sure he would forget to look up just after sunset, which was when it happened.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u201cI guess it\u2019s one of those things we\u2019ll never know,\u201d Joe finally said after a long pause. \u201cI only wish the best for the Coddingtons.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Hoss nodded in agreement. \u201cCome on, let\u2019s get out of here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The Cartwrights mounted on their horses after hanging their canteens on the horn of the saddles.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">As they rode, Joe spotted the very saloon he and his brothers were held hostage last year. The front door slightly swayed with the wind, showing a bit of darkness inside from the lack of light from the lamps inside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">Joe knew it would the last time he would see that saloon, let alone the now-ghost town of Wadesville. Quietly, he and Hoss rode out back to the field, forever leaving behind what was once a quiet, boring little town which held grim memories of blood, greed, and regrets.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">The End<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"toplink\" style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n<div id=\"copyright\" style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-size: 12pt;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">Disclaimer:<\/span>\u00a0All publicly recognizable characters and settings are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No money is being made from this work. 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