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azombiewritesTitle: A Dark Past
Second story in 'The Continuing Ezra Standish Saga'
Rating: PG
Warnings: Bad writing ahead!
Fandom: The Magnificent Seven
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Summary: The seven hired lawmen are asked to escort a stagecoach and witness to Rock Falls. Amongst the passengers is Ezra's Uncle who has a dark past.
Main Characters: Ezra Standish and the rest of the seven
Disclaimers: The guys are owned by CBS, MGM, Trilogy Entertainment Group, and The Mirisch Corp.
Beta: Not betaed – written in the early days when I didn’t know what the words grammar and edit meant. *shamed*
Notes: Second story in the ‘Continuing Ezra Standish Saga’.
Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 19,173
Part Four
Jack had watched as Ezra had taken complete control of the situation. He thought that he had done a stupid thing risking his own life like that. It was just the sort of thing that his father would have done. He had hated his brother for being the family favourite, always the brave one, the smart one, the handsome one while he was always the opposite and he had always resented his brother for that. He now hated Ezra because he was just like his father. He sat quietly and watched Langton as he lay on the other seat thinking to himself that he may be able to use this man to get back at Ezra. After what Ezra had just done to him, he would be easy to convince. Ezra had humiliated him, made him look like a coward - just like he had always felt while he was around his brother - and he was sure that Langton would want to get his revenge. He would help the man escape when the opportunity arose. This would be sooner than he thinks.
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"Mr. Jackson, as you can see I’m not going to fall off my horse so I don’t need you to keep me company," Ezra told Nathan in a tone that was not very friendly.
Nathan ignored him. "You know you could have gotten yourself killed back there, Ezra." They all knew that Ezra took risks when he didn’t really have to. Nathan thought that it had something to do with his personal defences as Ezra would always either do something or make a smart remark when he knew that his life was in danger or some else's for that matter. This usually resulted in some sort of physical injury to his person. He always took this punishment as though he was used to it. Sometimes the person on the other end just stood there not knowing what to say or do as Langton had done.
"I’m getting very tired of everyone's concern. None of you have left me alone for the last six weeks. Anyone would think that I was a child who couldn’t take care of himself." Ezra looked at Nathan with a sudden sadness in his eyes.
"I’ve had enough of it."
"I'm sorry, Ezra, I didn't know that you felt that way. You should have told us sooner. We were and still are worried about you. You’re not yourself at the moment and we know that there’s something seriously wrong." Nathan couldn’t help but notice that he was also becoming more pale which would be due to the gunshot wound and the loss of blood that he suffered from. He needed rest but for some reason had refused to ride in the coach.
Ezra scowled at the look of concern on Nathan's face. It was as though what he just said had been ignored.
"Nathan, would you PLEASE leave me alone!" Ezra was becoming very angry.
Nathan knew that he was reaching breaking point by the use of his first name. He decided to let him be, pulled his horse away from him, and moved off to join Chris.
"How's he doing?" asked Chris.
"He said that he has had enough of us worrying about him and he's becoming very angry about it. Maybe that is what his problem is. He’s right; we haven't left him alone since we got him away from Hanley. Said that he’s sick of all the concern that we’re showing." Nathan glanced over at Ezra. "He's not use to this sort of friendship, maybe we have pushed it far too quick, and we haven't given him time to adjust to it all."
Chris raised his eyebrows. "And you think that's the problem?" He still wasn't so sure that it didn’t have anything to do with his Uncle. It was just too much of a coincidence to him.
"Could have a lot to do with it."
"We better give him some space and time then." It was going to be hard to break through Ezra's defences now.
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The other six outlaws sat behind a group of rocks that they intended to use as cover when the coach arrived which would be shortly as they could see the dust that it was causing as it headed their way. They had chosen this place because of the cover that it gave. Once the coach arrived, the lawmen would seek their own cover not knowing that the remaining outlaws would be behind them if there were any left that was. That's what they hoped anyway. The coach was still coming because the others had failed.
They prepared themselves and took aim with their rifles. Each putting a lawman in their sights but before the coach got within range it had stopped. Five of the men had gotten down off their horses and moved towards the rocks keeping themselves down so it was harder to get a shot at them. They must have known that they were there.
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Buck had pulled the coach to a stop on Chris's order.
"If they had been waiting at the pass and saw us go around then they may have sent some ahead to wait for us. Buck, JD you stay with the coach and keep an eye on Forster and Ezra's Uncle." he looked at Ezra as he said this but Ezra was looking in another direction. "The rest of us will go on ahead on foot to see if there’s anything up front.”
As they crept, closer Vin saw a reflection off something that was metal. "There are guns up ahead." he nodded.
No one questioned him, as they knew that he would be correct in what he saw. They all got down behind the rocks. The members of the DeAblo saw this and one of them fired off a shot thinking that he could get one of them before they got behind cover but he was wrong. All he did was confirm that they were there. The hired gunmen returned fire. Two of the outlaws fell instantly. Vin felt a piece of rock cut his forehead as it ricochet off the rock that he was behind. He wiped the blood out of his eye and continued to return fire. Ezra was firing with one gun instead of his usual two.
Buck and JD watched from the coach wanting to get involved in the fight but also knowing that they had to stay with the passengers. While in the coach, Langton had come to his senses and knew that the gang were trying again. He looked across at Standish and saw the smile on his face. Jack turned to Forster and told him that they were best leaving the coach as a stray bullet might come through one of the windows. Forster believed him and nodded in agreement. He left the coach and Jack followed him but not before cutting the ropes of the prisoner with a small knife that, he kept in his boot. He then gave him the knife.
"You owe me one for this and I want payback," he growled at him.
Langton nodded at him and began to pull the loose ropes from his hands and then cut the rope from his feet. Standish and Forster moved behind the coach so the other man would not see Langton leave. JD saw movement from out of the corner of his eye and saw Langton running behind one of the rocks.
"Buck, Langton just went behind one of those rocks," JD informed him.
"How the hell did he get out of those ropes?" Buck was confused. He had tied those ropes himself and knew that he would not be able to wiggle out of them. He must have had a knife. They had searched him for any weapons and found none.
"Chris, Langton just got away," he yelled.
Chris turned around and saw JD point in the direction of the rocks to their right. The area was open between them and him and he knew that if he sent one of them after him they would only be shot. The gunfight continued around him and he turned back to it knowing that there was nothing he could do about Langton. Another three of the gunmen had fallen during this time and it left only one. That one was determined to survive all of this. He snuck away heading towards his horse knowing that there were enough rocks around to keep him covered. The lawmen got up as they heard the horse gallop off with the remaining gunman.
"Vin, Josiah, go and see if you can find Langton, he got away. And don't ask me how, I don't know."
They moved off in the direction that Chris had pointed at. Nathan went towards Ezra to check on him but remembered what he had said and decided against it. Chris went to the coach to find out what happened. He knew that it was not Buck or JD's fault as he told them to stay with the other passengers and their protection of the witness came first. He went up to Forster and Jack.
"What happened?" he asked them.
"Don't know?" said Forster. "We thought it would be safer if we went behind the coach. We left Langton inside. He was still tied up."
This was the first time that Forster had a lot to say about something. He had hardly said a word since they left Four Corners.
"Are you sure?" he asked again looking at them both with a cold stare.
"Yes, we’re sure," agreed Jack.
Chris left it at that. He was not sure how he had gotten away. Maybe he had kept a knife in the coach. Vin and Josiah returned then saying that they couldn’t find him as the rocks had covered his tracks and it would take more time than they actually had to find him. Chris told Vin to have Nathan have a look at the cut on his forehead, which Nathan quickly cleaned, and put a bit of balm on it.
"Okay, we'd better keep moving then," growled Chris becoming frustrated that they couldn’t get the answers that they wanted now that Langton had gotten away. They left the five dead gunmen where they were intending to send some men back to get them once they reached Rock Falls.
As they moved away, Langton watched from above. He had to keep moving because they sent two men after him.
Now that they were gone, he stopped and watched them move out. "Getting this witness is becoming a lot harder than we thought." he said to himself.
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DeAblo and his remaining men had reached the area of the gunfight and found the five dead gunmen.
"Shit," he said to himself again.
He looked around and saw Langton heading towards him with a look of disgust on his face.
"They’re still headed towards Rock Falls with the witness. We have to deal with them in town now. There’s no other choice," Langton said as he drew closer to DeAblo.
"What are you doing here and not riding with the coach like you’re supposed to be," he questioned Langton.
"I drew a gun on them but one of them got the better of me. But one of the other passengers helped me escape which now tells me who the witness is." A look of hatred crossed his face at the thought of how the man named Standish had done that and he then thought of the other man also called Standish that had allowed him to escape.
"How long ago was this?"
"About twenty minutes ago."
"We’re going to have to come up with another plan then aren't we," He was becoming more angry. He knew it would be difficult but the seven lawmen were starting to make fools of them and he didn’t like this.
"Maybe the one who helped me get away can help us. We should find him when we get to town."
DeAblo smiled at this. Maybe they had another chance after all.
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The rest of the afternoon was uneventful. There were no more attacks by the gunmen. They didn’t assume that they had given up. They made camp out in the open so that no one could sneak up on them. Nathan had checked Vin's head wound again stating that it was just a scratch and that he would be fine apart from the headache that had developed. He also checked Ezra's arm, cleaned it again and re-bandaged it. Ezra was quiet the whole time. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t even look Nathan in the eye. This concerned Nathan. As he sat there looking at Ezra he realised what the thought was that would not come to him earlier.
"Ezra, I want you to have something to eat tonight. You’ll need it after the amount of blood that you have lost. Okay?"
Ezra nodded still not saying anything. Even his facial expression didn’t give anything away.
Nathan moved away from him and he looked for Chris wanting to discuss the thought that had just occurred to him.
He found him with Buck taking care of the horses.
"Chris, something has just occurred to me about the injury that Ezra received last night." before Chris said what Nathan knew he would say he continued. "I don't think he got them both in a fall."
Both Chris and Buck looked confused. "What do you mean Nathan?" asked Chris.
"Neither his head wound or the bruise is on the same side of his face. I knew that there was something about it but I couldn’t put my finger on it. If he fell the bruise on his jaw and the cut on his forehead would be on the same side."
"Are you saying that he didn't fall?" asked Buck.
"I think that he got the head wound in a fall but I don't think that the fall caused the bruise on his jaw. I think someone hit him and that made him fall and that is where he hit his head."
They all had the same thought at the same time. Ezra's Uncle.
"Are we going to talk to Ezra about this?" asked Buck.
"Not yet. We'll reach Rock Falls tomorrow afternoon, we’ll talk to him then. I don't want to do it out here because we don't know how he will react," answered Chris.
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They watched Ezra pick at his food in silence. Both he and Vin went to bed early. Vin because of his headache and Ezra because he didn’t want any company. They had all become very concerned about him. He hadn’t said a word since the gunfight that afternoon. They saw that his Uncle didn’t seem concerned about the way Ezra was behaving. They knew that he didn’t know him very well as it had been a long time since they had seen each other. Ezra had separate injuries, he didn’t speak to anyone and he hardly ate. Even a complete stranger would ask if there was something wrong. But not Jack Standish. They had decided that Ezra's Uncle was the problem. They also decided to keep him far away from Ezra. At least until they found out what was going on? They would corner Ezra tomorrow and then not leave him until he told them everything. They took turns at keeping guard noticing Ezra's restless sleep as they changed shifts. It was just like before.
There was no trouble during the night from the men that were chasing them. Ezra again was the last to get up that morning. He helped himself to coffee, went, and sat on his own. He wanted to add some of his whiskey to it but if Chris saw him, he would have something to say about it and Ezra wanted to speak to no one. He didn’t want to look anybody in the eye, as he knew that every emotion that he was feeling was showing on his face. He was completely confused and he had no idea what to do. His emotions were out of control. He was angry at everyone because they wouldn't leave him alone, they may not be sitting with him but their eyes were always watching him. He was angry at himself for not standing up to his Uncle. It also made him feel ashamed and a coward. He faced Langton yesterday without any fear and he had a gun pointed at his head. The only weapon his Uncle had was his fists and for some reason he was scared of him. This really confused him. He didn’t know how the others would react if they knew what was going. That had thought him to be a coward once and he didn’t want them to think it again. For the first time he actually wished that, his mother was here. He felt for some reason that he would be able to talk to Maude about this.
He was jerked from his thoughts as he heard someone call his name.
"Ezra, were moving out now," called Nathan. He watched Ezra. He still looked very tired but that was to be expected after the night that he had. They knew that he was having nightmares again but they were not sure if they were the same ones. He still looked pale. He didn’t care what Ezra had said the day before; he was going to stay close to him for the rest of the day. Whatever was causing the emotional stress was also affecting his health. He didn’t want Ezra to be sick again.
Ezra nodded in acknowledgement and got up. He walked past Nathan not looking up at him. Nathan saw his eyes and saw that the haunted look had returned to them.
"If Jack Standish is responsible for this then he’s going to pay," thought Nathan.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five
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Second story in 'The Continuing Ezra Standish Saga'
Rating: PG
Warnings: Bad writing ahead!
Fandom: The Magnificent Seven
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Summary: The seven hired lawmen are asked to escort a stagecoach and witness to Rock Falls. Amongst the passengers is Ezra's Uncle who has a dark past.
Main Characters: Ezra Standish and the rest of the seven
Disclaimers: The guys are owned by CBS, MGM, Trilogy Entertainment Group, and The Mirisch Corp.
Beta: Not betaed – written in the early days when I didn’t know what the words grammar and edit meant. *shamed*
Notes: Second story in the ‘Continuing Ezra Standish Saga’.
Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 19,173
Part Four
Jack had watched as Ezra had taken complete control of the situation. He thought that he had done a stupid thing risking his own life like that. It was just the sort of thing that his father would have done. He had hated his brother for being the family favourite, always the brave one, the smart one, the handsome one while he was always the opposite and he had always resented his brother for that. He now hated Ezra because he was just like his father. He sat quietly and watched Langton as he lay on the other seat thinking to himself that he may be able to use this man to get back at Ezra. After what Ezra had just done to him, he would be easy to convince. Ezra had humiliated him, made him look like a coward - just like he had always felt while he was around his brother - and he was sure that Langton would want to get his revenge. He would help the man escape when the opportunity arose. This would be sooner than he thinks.
"Mr. Jackson, as you can see I’m not going to fall off my horse so I don’t need you to keep me company," Ezra told Nathan in a tone that was not very friendly.
Nathan ignored him. "You know you could have gotten yourself killed back there, Ezra." They all knew that Ezra took risks when he didn’t really have to. Nathan thought that it had something to do with his personal defences as Ezra would always either do something or make a smart remark when he knew that his life was in danger or some else's for that matter. This usually resulted in some sort of physical injury to his person. He always took this punishment as though he was used to it. Sometimes the person on the other end just stood there not knowing what to say or do as Langton had done.
"I’m getting very tired of everyone's concern. None of you have left me alone for the last six weeks. Anyone would think that I was a child who couldn’t take care of himself." Ezra looked at Nathan with a sudden sadness in his eyes.
"I’ve had enough of it."
"I'm sorry, Ezra, I didn't know that you felt that way. You should have told us sooner. We were and still are worried about you. You’re not yourself at the moment and we know that there’s something seriously wrong." Nathan couldn’t help but notice that he was also becoming more pale which would be due to the gunshot wound and the loss of blood that he suffered from. He needed rest but for some reason had refused to ride in the coach.
Ezra scowled at the look of concern on Nathan's face. It was as though what he just said had been ignored.
"Nathan, would you PLEASE leave me alone!" Ezra was becoming very angry.
Nathan knew that he was reaching breaking point by the use of his first name. He decided to let him be, pulled his horse away from him, and moved off to join Chris.
"How's he doing?" asked Chris.
"He said that he has had enough of us worrying about him and he's becoming very angry about it. Maybe that is what his problem is. He’s right; we haven't left him alone since we got him away from Hanley. Said that he’s sick of all the concern that we’re showing." Nathan glanced over at Ezra. "He's not use to this sort of friendship, maybe we have pushed it far too quick, and we haven't given him time to adjust to it all."
Chris raised his eyebrows. "And you think that's the problem?" He still wasn't so sure that it didn’t have anything to do with his Uncle. It was just too much of a coincidence to him.
"Could have a lot to do with it."
"We better give him some space and time then." It was going to be hard to break through Ezra's defences now.
The other six outlaws sat behind a group of rocks that they intended to use as cover when the coach arrived which would be shortly as they could see the dust that it was causing as it headed their way. They had chosen this place because of the cover that it gave. Once the coach arrived, the lawmen would seek their own cover not knowing that the remaining outlaws would be behind them if there were any left that was. That's what they hoped anyway. The coach was still coming because the others had failed.
They prepared themselves and took aim with their rifles. Each putting a lawman in their sights but before the coach got within range it had stopped. Five of the men had gotten down off their horses and moved towards the rocks keeping themselves down so it was harder to get a shot at them. They must have known that they were there.
Buck had pulled the coach to a stop on Chris's order.
"If they had been waiting at the pass and saw us go around then they may have sent some ahead to wait for us. Buck, JD you stay with the coach and keep an eye on Forster and Ezra's Uncle." he looked at Ezra as he said this but Ezra was looking in another direction. "The rest of us will go on ahead on foot to see if there’s anything up front.”
As they crept, closer Vin saw a reflection off something that was metal. "There are guns up ahead." he nodded.
No one questioned him, as they knew that he would be correct in what he saw. They all got down behind the rocks. The members of the DeAblo saw this and one of them fired off a shot thinking that he could get one of them before they got behind cover but he was wrong. All he did was confirm that they were there. The hired gunmen returned fire. Two of the outlaws fell instantly. Vin felt a piece of rock cut his forehead as it ricochet off the rock that he was behind. He wiped the blood out of his eye and continued to return fire. Ezra was firing with one gun instead of his usual two.
Buck and JD watched from the coach wanting to get involved in the fight but also knowing that they had to stay with the passengers. While in the coach, Langton had come to his senses and knew that the gang were trying again. He looked across at Standish and saw the smile on his face. Jack turned to Forster and told him that they were best leaving the coach as a stray bullet might come through one of the windows. Forster believed him and nodded in agreement. He left the coach and Jack followed him but not before cutting the ropes of the prisoner with a small knife that, he kept in his boot. He then gave him the knife.
"You owe me one for this and I want payback," he growled at him.
Langton nodded at him and began to pull the loose ropes from his hands and then cut the rope from his feet. Standish and Forster moved behind the coach so the other man would not see Langton leave. JD saw movement from out of the corner of his eye and saw Langton running behind one of the rocks.
"Buck, Langton just went behind one of those rocks," JD informed him.
"How the hell did he get out of those ropes?" Buck was confused. He had tied those ropes himself and knew that he would not be able to wiggle out of them. He must have had a knife. They had searched him for any weapons and found none.
"Chris, Langton just got away," he yelled.
Chris turned around and saw JD point in the direction of the rocks to their right. The area was open between them and him and he knew that if he sent one of them after him they would only be shot. The gunfight continued around him and he turned back to it knowing that there was nothing he could do about Langton. Another three of the gunmen had fallen during this time and it left only one. That one was determined to survive all of this. He snuck away heading towards his horse knowing that there were enough rocks around to keep him covered. The lawmen got up as they heard the horse gallop off with the remaining gunman.
"Vin, Josiah, go and see if you can find Langton, he got away. And don't ask me how, I don't know."
They moved off in the direction that Chris had pointed at. Nathan went towards Ezra to check on him but remembered what he had said and decided against it. Chris went to the coach to find out what happened. He knew that it was not Buck or JD's fault as he told them to stay with the other passengers and their protection of the witness came first. He went up to Forster and Jack.
"What happened?" he asked them.
"Don't know?" said Forster. "We thought it would be safer if we went behind the coach. We left Langton inside. He was still tied up."
This was the first time that Forster had a lot to say about something. He had hardly said a word since they left Four Corners.
"Are you sure?" he asked again looking at them both with a cold stare.
"Yes, we’re sure," agreed Jack.
Chris left it at that. He was not sure how he had gotten away. Maybe he had kept a knife in the coach. Vin and Josiah returned then saying that they couldn’t find him as the rocks had covered his tracks and it would take more time than they actually had to find him. Chris told Vin to have Nathan have a look at the cut on his forehead, which Nathan quickly cleaned, and put a bit of balm on it.
"Okay, we'd better keep moving then," growled Chris becoming frustrated that they couldn’t get the answers that they wanted now that Langton had gotten away. They left the five dead gunmen where they were intending to send some men back to get them once they reached Rock Falls.
As they moved away, Langton watched from above. He had to keep moving because they sent two men after him.
Now that they were gone, he stopped and watched them move out. "Getting this witness is becoming a lot harder than we thought." he said to himself.
DeAblo and his remaining men had reached the area of the gunfight and found the five dead gunmen.
"Shit," he said to himself again.
He looked around and saw Langton heading towards him with a look of disgust on his face.
"They’re still headed towards Rock Falls with the witness. We have to deal with them in town now. There’s no other choice," Langton said as he drew closer to DeAblo.
"What are you doing here and not riding with the coach like you’re supposed to be," he questioned Langton.
"I drew a gun on them but one of them got the better of me. But one of the other passengers helped me escape which now tells me who the witness is." A look of hatred crossed his face at the thought of how the man named Standish had done that and he then thought of the other man also called Standish that had allowed him to escape.
"How long ago was this?"
"About twenty minutes ago."
"We’re going to have to come up with another plan then aren't we," He was becoming more angry. He knew it would be difficult but the seven lawmen were starting to make fools of them and he didn’t like this.
"Maybe the one who helped me get away can help us. We should find him when we get to town."
DeAblo smiled at this. Maybe they had another chance after all.
The rest of the afternoon was uneventful. There were no more attacks by the gunmen. They didn’t assume that they had given up. They made camp out in the open so that no one could sneak up on them. Nathan had checked Vin's head wound again stating that it was just a scratch and that he would be fine apart from the headache that had developed. He also checked Ezra's arm, cleaned it again and re-bandaged it. Ezra was quiet the whole time. He didn’t say a word. He didn’t even look Nathan in the eye. This concerned Nathan. As he sat there looking at Ezra he realised what the thought was that would not come to him earlier.
"Ezra, I want you to have something to eat tonight. You’ll need it after the amount of blood that you have lost. Okay?"
Ezra nodded still not saying anything. Even his facial expression didn’t give anything away.
Nathan moved away from him and he looked for Chris wanting to discuss the thought that had just occurred to him.
He found him with Buck taking care of the horses.
"Chris, something has just occurred to me about the injury that Ezra received last night." before Chris said what Nathan knew he would say he continued. "I don't think he got them both in a fall."
Both Chris and Buck looked confused. "What do you mean Nathan?" asked Chris.
"Neither his head wound or the bruise is on the same side of his face. I knew that there was something about it but I couldn’t put my finger on it. If he fell the bruise on his jaw and the cut on his forehead would be on the same side."
"Are you saying that he didn't fall?" asked Buck.
"I think that he got the head wound in a fall but I don't think that the fall caused the bruise on his jaw. I think someone hit him and that made him fall and that is where he hit his head."
They all had the same thought at the same time. Ezra's Uncle.
"Are we going to talk to Ezra about this?" asked Buck.
"Not yet. We'll reach Rock Falls tomorrow afternoon, we’ll talk to him then. I don't want to do it out here because we don't know how he will react," answered Chris.
They watched Ezra pick at his food in silence. Both he and Vin went to bed early. Vin because of his headache and Ezra because he didn’t want any company. They had all become very concerned about him. He hadn’t said a word since the gunfight that afternoon. They saw that his Uncle didn’t seem concerned about the way Ezra was behaving. They knew that he didn’t know him very well as it had been a long time since they had seen each other. Ezra had separate injuries, he didn’t speak to anyone and he hardly ate. Even a complete stranger would ask if there was something wrong. But not Jack Standish. They had decided that Ezra's Uncle was the problem. They also decided to keep him far away from Ezra. At least until they found out what was going on? They would corner Ezra tomorrow and then not leave him until he told them everything. They took turns at keeping guard noticing Ezra's restless sleep as they changed shifts. It was just like before.
There was no trouble during the night from the men that were chasing them. Ezra again was the last to get up that morning. He helped himself to coffee, went, and sat on his own. He wanted to add some of his whiskey to it but if Chris saw him, he would have something to say about it and Ezra wanted to speak to no one. He didn’t want to look anybody in the eye, as he knew that every emotion that he was feeling was showing on his face. He was completely confused and he had no idea what to do. His emotions were out of control. He was angry at everyone because they wouldn't leave him alone, they may not be sitting with him but their eyes were always watching him. He was angry at himself for not standing up to his Uncle. It also made him feel ashamed and a coward. He faced Langton yesterday without any fear and he had a gun pointed at his head. The only weapon his Uncle had was his fists and for some reason he was scared of him. This really confused him. He didn’t know how the others would react if they knew what was going. That had thought him to be a coward once and he didn’t want them to think it again. For the first time he actually wished that, his mother was here. He felt for some reason that he would be able to talk to Maude about this.
He was jerked from his thoughts as he heard someone call his name.
"Ezra, were moving out now," called Nathan. He watched Ezra. He still looked very tired but that was to be expected after the night that he had. They knew that he was having nightmares again but they were not sure if they were the same ones. He still looked pale. He didn’t care what Ezra had said the day before; he was going to stay close to him for the rest of the day. Whatever was causing the emotional stress was also affecting his health. He didn’t want Ezra to be sick again.
Ezra nodded in acknowledgement and got up. He walked past Nathan not looking up at him. Nathan saw his eyes and saw that the haunted look had returned to them.
"If Jack Standish is responsible for this then he’s going to pay," thought Nathan.
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