I'm sorry for the major delay in the uploading of chapter two, I was having some issues with my computer and with the chapter, but I hope you like it!
Getting out of dodge
Raylan and Kate were on the floor, their backs to the walls with their guns drawn. Kate moved closer to the living room window where Raylan was and peered out carefully, checking for any signs of movement.
"Who would do this?" Raylan asked, looking at her.
"I don't know," came her reply as she re-positioned herself against the wall. "Whoever did this, I'm goin' to find them and kill them."
The tone of her voice told him she meant business. He lowered his weapon to reach for his cell phone to call for back-up. His fingers were about to press the first digit when something flew through the broken window, landing on the floor in front of them with a loud thud. The two stared at it for a moment before Kate bent forward, grabbing it with her free hand. "It has a note," she told him as she pulled the torn piece of paper off the rock and unfolded it." It says to get out of dodge before someone gets hurt."
"Some first warnin'"
"You're tellin' me," Kate agreed, tossing the paper down on the floor before looking outside again.
Raylan began dialing the number for back-up. "Maybe it's best to re-locate."
Kate looked at him with an expression that told him she didn't want to hear that. "You can forget it," she told him standing up, setting her gun down on the table beside her. "I'm not moving just because someone wants to start something with me."
Raylan stood up while putting his gun back in his holster. "They shot up your house, Kate."
"I don't give a shit. They can't scare me that easily, Raylan."
"Scare you? Shooting you looks more like it," he said pointing to the broken glass and bullets. "They don't care about scaring you, so you need to leave here before they come back."
"And go where? Do you honestly think I have a back-up house somewhere? Leaving will only give them the satisfaction, and I'm not giving them that."
He sighed. "Fine, but for tonight you should stay somewhere, it wouldn't be a good idea to stay."
"I have no place to go."
"I think I know a place."
The two stayed there until back-up got there before Raylan took her to the Motel.
Kate raised an eyebrow, turning her head to look at him once they reached the motel. "You stay here?"
"For now, yes," he replied, opening the car door and climbed out, now walking around the vehicle to her side.
Kate followed his lead, grabbing her bag from the back seat. "If you think I'm staying with you, you can forget it."
Raylan smirked. "I wouldn't dream of it," he said over his shoulder, walking to the front desk.
Kate stood there by the car, bag still in her hand as she watched him inside. Sighing, she looked around, wishing things had been different. She never imagined she would have to leave her home to stay at a Motel. "Where did I go wrong…" she muttered to herself, shaking her head in disbelieve and frustration.
"Room 14," Raylan said, holding up the key.
"I'll pay you back," she promised, grabbing the key before looking at each door to find Room 14. She found it on the far end, so she began walking to it.
Raylan stood there, his eyes on her. He noticed how she kept her brown hair up in a bun, and her clothes still looked as if she had walked out of a court house. He guessed she was around 5'8, in her mid to late thirties. His eyes rose up quickly when he heard her clear her throat.
Smirking, knowing she caught him checking her out. "By the way, what room are you in?"
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."
Raylan nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."
"Goodnight…" she said, opening her door. "Hey, Raylan?" she turned to face him again.
"Don't let anyone shoot up your place," she joked.
He laughed, "I'll try my best to not let that happen."
"Raylan, come here," Art called out from his office when he saw Raylan the next day.
Raylan stepped into the office, re-adjusting his hat.
Starring at him with confusion, he sat down.
"Paul Johnson called me this morning and told me you were with Kate Johnson last night-"
"I know what you're thinking, and it wasn't like that," Raylan interrupted him.
"I heard that one before," Art said, referring to when Raylan got with Ava Crowder.
"Yes, I was with her, but only to talk about her assignment she's on and nothing more."
"Alright," Art said, grabbing a folder and set it down in front of Raylan. "Here is the information on her case, in case she didn't tell you. Paul made it clear he doesn't want her on it."
Grabbing the folder, Raylan began reading it. "You gotta be kiddin' me…"
Kate opened the door when she heard a knock. "Come on in."
"Why didn't you tell me that the case involves a guy who blew up a building and beats woman?"
"Why does it matter?"
"This man has done more than I can count, and now you want to come face to face with him?" he said, stepping inside the room.
"Maybe because this asshole has hurt people I know," she answered, walking back to the table, grabbing the man's rap sheet, "Him not being in jail pisses me the hell off."
Raylan closed the door and took a seat. "This is personal, then."
"Those kinds of things never end well."
"Listen, I will talk to this guy, and save you the time."
"I'm going with or without you, so you can't stop me," she said seriously.
"I'm taking lead, then."
"Fine," she said, now standing up. "Let's go."
He stood up, following her out of the Motel room.
The two pulled up to a broken down, two-story house in Harlan. Raylan looked at the house, seeing that the paint was peeling off all over; the grass had gone brown and hadn't been cut in some time. They walked up the pathway leading to the front door.
"What the hell do you want?" the man asked once he opened the door.
"Shane, can we come in?" Kate asked, trying not to show him her true tone toward him.
"Hell no, bitch!" Shane snapped angrily, showing his dislike toward them.
Raylan stepped forward. "Call her a bitch again and you will have to answer to me."
"Alright, enough with this bullshit," Kate said, stepping past Raylan, pushing Shane back into the house.
"Get your damn hands off me!" Shane yelled.
"Shut the hell up!" Kate pushed him into a chair forcefully. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way."
Raylan stood there surprised by how she was acting toward him. "So much for me taking lead," he mumbled to himself, walking into the house.
Raylan opened his mouth to say something when he watched Kate get closer to Shane, her pistol now under his chin.
"Say one more thing like that again and I promise you I will pull the trigger," she warned him.
"Tell this woman to get the hell out of my face!" Shane snarled, looking at Raylan.
"If I were you, I would listen to her if you don't want to be dead."
"Tell me where Sean is," Kate said, referring to Shane's twin while staring at him, holding her gun firmly under his chin.
"Go to hell!"
Kate shook her head. "You just won't learn."
The three of them heard a gun cocking before a new voice chimed in.
Raylan reached for his pistol when the man pointed his at him. "Don't bother; the bullet will be through you before you can pull yours out of the holster."
"Are you going to bet your life on it?" Raylan asked.
Ignoring him, the man looked at Kate and Shane. "Back away from him or I will make you."
Kate lowered her weapon as she stepped backwards slowly.
"I'm going to say this once more; get the hell out or we will shoot you," Shane spoke standing up from the chair
Knowing they weren't going to get out of there alive if they continued the confrontation, so Kate placed her gun in her pants behind her back, as she glanced at Raylan, watching him starring at the two men. "Tell Sean I'm looking for him," she said to the two men in front of her.
"Oh, believe me I will," Shane assured her, his dislike of her still present in his voice.
Raylan and Kate walked to the car, glancing back toward the house in case the two men decided to do something while their backs were to them. Raylan grabbed Kate's arm, stopping her from taking another step. "What were you thinking?"
Kate glanced down at his hand before meeting his eyes. "Do you mind letting go?" she stepped back a bit, sighing, after he let go. "Look, you may not approve the way I handle things, but sometimes you have to show them who's the boss."
"Oh, so you think pulling out your firearm is the way to do it?" he shook his head. "You don't do that with these types of people, it will only piss them off even more. If you had done that with me not here, it probably would have ended with you in a body bag," he said truthfully.
"Well thank you Raylan for the newsflash, I didn't think of that," she said sarcastically, opening the passenger side door, climbing inside without another word.
"This isn't going to end well…" Raylan mumbled to himself, making his way to the driver's side. The car's engine roared to life and Raylan sped out of the driveway, wanting to get as far away as possible from the property.