Bandits and Whiskey

Williow sighed as Colin and Timothy barged through the salon doors. Colin and Willow had slept together a handful of times but she thought he was an arrogant son of a bitch.

"Round of whiskey, Willow." He called as they sat at the bar. She said nothing but began to prepare the drinks. The men had been staying in the rooms upstairs. Colin watched her, they had just pulled off a great robbery.

Hannah glanced up from where she was sitting behind the bar, "You should've made him get it his damned self."

Willow rolled her eyes at Hannah, "Some of us are not lucky enough to have the sheriff as our daddy." Hannah rolled her eyes back and picked a piece of lint of her pants.

"Let me give the whiskey. I like that one." Hannah pointed at Timothy.

"His name is Timothy." Willow replied sourly. She liked Hannah but sometimes the girl got on her nerves.

"And I can't let you serve the whiskey. If the boss sees I'll be fired. So think of another way to talk to him." With that Willow walked down the bar gave the men their drinks.

Colin took the shot and looked at Willow. "Hey!" He said, reaching over the bar, grabbing her hand, and pulling her back to talk to him.

"What?" She spat.

"You're not going to ask me about my dad?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Fine, Colin. How was your day?" Willow sighed.

"Excellent. Pulled off a huge job. Want to help me celebrate?" He nudged his head upwards, motioning towards the rooms upstairs.

"How much you gonna pay?" Willow snapped.

*&*

Hannah glared a Willow for a moment before she walked over to Timothy.

"Hey. I'm Hannah." She said simply.

"You know I always take care of you, baby." Colin said in a husky voice. He called to the other barman, "John. Cover for Willow." And he stood up. John looked at Willow and she nodded. It was there symbol, as if she was saying "It's okay..."

*&*

"I know." Timothy took a swig of beer, "I'm Timothy."

John nodded. The two headed upstairs.

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"Mhm." She muttered, "So, you wanna go somewhere?"

Colin shut the door behind them and walked towards her. He looked in her eyes. This made her uncomfortable so she looked away but he turned her face towards him. He could tell she was pissed.

"Hey, I'm paying for it, ain't I? So save the attitude." Colin said.

"Fuck you." Willow snapped.

(*(

Timothy raised an eyebrow, "I just met you moments ago."

"I plan to." He snapped.

*&*

Hannah sighed, "Well...if you don't want to." She shrugged and walked off. Timothy jumped up and followed her out the saloon doors.

"You're such an arrogant asshole." Willow snapped.

*&*

"Change your mind?" She said when she heard him walking behind her but she didn't turn around.

He shrugged, "Like I said, I'm paying. I can be what I want."

(*(

"Your daddy lets you wear pants?" Timothy asked as he reached her side. He didn't noticed her glance at his gun holsters.

"My daddy lets me do what I want." She replied. Hannah kept walking.

"Let's just get it over with then." Willow said coldly.

*&*

"For some reason I find that hard to believe." Timothy said, he had heard about her father. Right now, he should be hiding from him.

He sighed inwardly.

**

She smirked, "To a point. Anyway, I've been watching you." She turned and they made their way down an alleyway.

Colin sat on the bed. "Come here." He said. Willow walked to him and he put his hands on her waist. He pulled her down so she had one knee on either side of him, sitting in his lap, facing him. Colin moved a piece of hair from her face.

*&*

"Why is that?" Timothy asked.

She leaned towards his fce and kissed him gently.

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Suddenly she pushed him against the wall, "I want to join your little group." She muttered as she kissed his neck. He pushed her away.

"You don't have what it takes."

"Oh yeah?" She replied as she held up his gun and smiled.

Colin worked at unlacing the back of her corset like dress bodice. He slid one hand up her short dress and nibbled on her neck. Willow couldn't help but moan. Colin may be an ass but he knew how to make her want him.


*&*

Timothy grabbed the gun out of her hand quickly. "Our gang is a democracy. Colin and I may be leaders but all major decisions are voted on."

"That's what I thought." He muttered softly as he made her melt in his hands.

*&*

Hannah smirked and pointed another gun at him. Again, it was his own, "I think you may need to add me to your group. I'm obviously a great asset." She handed him the gun and kissed his cheek, "Think bout it."

"Tell me you want me." Colin mumbled as he crawled on top of her, both naked now. She looked away. Again he gently grabbed her face and turned her to look at him, "Tell me you want me." He repeated.

"I want you..." She breathed, after all he was paying.


(*(

"Alright missy." Timothy nodded.

Timothy barged into the room "Colin, meeting. Now." He said before he turned back around and walked to where his horse was tied up.

"Not happening!" Colin called then slammed the door again. "Now where we were...?" He crawled back over to Willow.

"Maybe you should go..." Willow said.

"Nah, he'll wait. I believe you were just telling me you want me." Colin smirked and rolled on top of her.

"Sometimes I really hate you." She breathed, he kissed her neck.

"No you don't. But you do want me." Colin said proudly.

*&*

The other men assembled. Timothy start speaking, "It seems Colin is a bit "busy" with Willow." One of the younger men chuckled, "Anyway here's what I called you here to speak you..." He started to explain.

Willow chuckled and just gave in.

*&*

They were in their hidden cave, a few miles out of town.

Hannah walked into sight.

"Timmy, how can we trust her?" Arnold protested as he looked at the tall, thin woman.

Timothy smiled, "Because I trust her. But of course, we will make her prove her trustworthiness. Hannah will be our eyes within the walls of the sheriff's jail! Now let's take a vote! Arnold?"

"Aye." Arnold said with a small smile.

When he finished he kept Willow there for a bit, wrapping his arm around her. He noticed a bruise develop on her hip and he frowned. He might be an ass and sometimes he was rough but he didn't mean to hurt her. "Sorry love." Colin sighed, "Didn't mean to bruise you."

"It's okay..." Willow muttered.

*&*

Bernado thought, "Aye."

Jimmy was the most hesistant, "Well if we can't trust her we'll just kill her." He grumbled, "So aye."

George sighed, "Aye." He knew Colin would be pissed.

After a few minutes, she sighed, "I've gotta go to work. And so do you."

*&*

Timothy smirked. His plan had gone according to plan, "Shall we go to our shooting range? I'd like to see what Hannah can do. Col will meet us there."

Colin grumbled, "Yeah." He reached into his pockets then tossed a bag of money at her.

Willow opened it slightly then tossed it back to him, "That's too much don't be stupid."

He shook his head and walked over to her, "No. We did well today keep it." She was about to protest but he slipped the bag into the pocket of her dress and muttered, "Willow. Take the fucking money."

"Thank you." She whispered as she looked away. Something about looking into Colin's eyes made her so uncomfortable.

*&*

They road out and got started, knowing Colin would meet them in a bit.

"Hannah shot first." Timothy said.

He kissed her cheek and left. (pretend he dressed if he didn't already)

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She smirked and hit every target in a "kill zone". The men were impressed.

Colin arrived. "What the fuck is she doing her?" He said roughly.

"We voted her in." Timothy said.

"Excuse?" Colin snapped.

"This is a democracy. We voted her in. You chose not to pull your dick out of Willow and come vote." Timothy muttered. They were best friends, he had a two second rebound rate, he'd get over it.

***

"That guy is such a dick." John said when Willow came back downstairs.