#and when grace cant tell him if shes staying nearby he just hoists her onto boadicea and gently rides with her back to the gangs camp
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grace coming and going from the gang over the years, and every time she shows up she’s a little more hardened, a little more of her softness chipped away, until arthur stumbles upon her with a knife hilt-deep in a debt collectors stomach and blood staining her blonde hair crimson
#txt#her sister and father are dead#one of her brothers patrick ran off to england with all of their families savings#her remaining brother james is forced to work endless hours as a labourer just to feed their mother and youngest brother william#and it gets to a point where grace is Desperately trying to hold her family together but theyre living essentially on the streets#and her father's debtors are sniffing at their heels as grace tries to keep them one step ahead#until they catch up to her - and shes forced to use the lessons arthur and hosea taught her#arthur rounding a corner in this desolate little mountain town to see grace her knees covered in blood besides a still-gurgling corpse#and she is so far from the woman hes known all these years but the look she throws him over her shoulder is the same *#*as the day he met her when she was 17#and so he pulls her to her feet#wipes at the blood on her face and hands with a spare cloth from his bag#takes the knife and stashes it in his belt#and then just clutches her wrist in his hand until her breathing has evened out and the look of a scared animal has faded from her face#arthur heaving the body over his shoulder and dumping it around the corner and out of view from the street#and when grace cant tell him if shes staying nearby he just hoists her onto boadicea and gently rides with her back to the gangs camp#(anyway yeah this is when the gang is in montana like a year or so before rdr2 starts)#ch: grace beaufort#grace x arthur
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