FireFly & Cal.. The Creak of leather was the only sound made as FireFly eased off Rain, Her hand caressing down the tied holsters slung low at her hips. She watched the bird like man hop foot to foot under Cals scrutiny. A slow grin crossed her mouth, they would soon know who was riding the lame horse at Dag and Annies. As FireFly stepped into the dim stinking Saloon, She was aware of everyone inside in an instant. The guns were in her hands, cocked and loaded , aimed at the men whos chairs screech across the wooden floor revealed their rise to watch Cal and their Sheriff. Not yer rodeo FireFly drawled to the standing men. She was primed and ready. behind her, she could hear but not see Cals conversation. She watched the men before her slowly sink back into their seats, her guns adjusting to their lowering height. The image of Annie blew through her thoughts. Take yer time Cal,..Kill him slow. You Have him. The Owls called your name FireFly Muttered behind Cals back... All eyes watched the commotion of Cal and the Sheriff, All but FireFly, she watched the watchers. A Saloon gal moved slowly in her peripheral vision trying to see what was happening, She gained FireFlys attention and her swift fury. Sliding over her creamy expanse of exposed flesh was Annies turquoise necklace. Holding her colt level at the seated men she holstered her right hand gun in an instant and came up holding a blade, She slammed the woman back into the wall holding the knife at that soft spot beneath her throat where her lifeblood leaped. Her head swiveled back to the men, begging them move and jerk her hand at this womans neck...In a second she wrapped two fingers around the chain holding the beautiful blue stone Annies Mother had passed to her, and ripped it from the whores neck..Where did you get this? She hissed into the wide frightened eyes of the woman ...a trickle of blood crept down upon white skin. I, I, she stammered each swallow adding to the trickle, It was a gift!..FireFly narrowed her eyes ..Who gave you this! Her huge eyes darted to a man slowly sliding out his chair as to make no noise, as FireFlys gaze fell on him he froze. She saw the gun in his hand. They locked eyes..the gunshot was deafening in the enclosed space, because a silence had descended as all watched Cals movements, the large hole between his eyes looked like it surprised him, the men behind him more surprised as the back of his head exploded upon them, in a shower of blood, the splintered fragments of bone flew like daggers into the startled men. The body slipped hard to the floor out of the chair. FireFlys locked eyes with Cal ..pushing the screaming woman away, she held up the necklace for him to see...
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