Saloon Girl-Closed

[Rocket1010]

Throughout the day, Jackson got a feel for the ranch, asking questions of Oldin's gang about different buildings. One eager gang member showed him a small building away from any other structure, telling him Henry Oldin stored some guns, rifles, and dynamite. Jackson committed all the information to memory in the event he needed later.

Late in the afternoon, Oldin came out of the big house and told his boys to mount up. "We're gonna take a ride into town. I want to see what Jackson did to the bitch myself."

Jackson mounted Midnight, feeling that Oldin had something else up his sleeve. Whatever it was, he was not going to reveal it to him. He counted seven men and wondered where the last gang member was. It didn't take long to find out. As they were riding, the missing gang member came riding toward them.

"Boss, looks like ole Jackson here stirred up a hornets nest. There are a lot of men toting guns in town."

"Is that a fact?" Oldin smiled and looked at Jackson riding next to him. "Boys," he shouted in a loud voice. "You all be on your best behavior and if there is any shooting, make sure you shoot him first."

Jackson felt a shiver run up his spine and the hair on the back of his head stood up. He had been in trouble places before but not where he would be the main target.

They rode in silence and when they arrived, the sheriff was sitting on a stool in front of the jail. Oldin smiled at the old man who was on his payroll. "Afternoon Jess. I hear tell that there are a lot of guns out and about."

The old sheriff looked at Jackson, disdain written all over his face. "That there man beat up and raped Ms. Ginger and not too many people are taking kindly to that."

Jackson remained silent, knowing he was in a marked man by Oldin's gang and by the townspeople. He wondered if Ginger had turned on him as Oldin told the sheriff that they only wanted to get a drink at the Silver Lace.

"I wouldn't cause no trouble if I were you," he said as Oldin kicked his horse to move on.

Tying there horses at the hitching post, Jackson had a bad feeling. When they walked into the saloon, every head turned and a murmur filled the room. A large table, near the door was filled with men who instantly got up and scattered, knowing it was Oldin's favorite place to sit.

Jackson saw the bartender grab a shotgun and Oldin smiled at him. "No need for that. I'm here to pay my respects to the pretty lady who runs this place. I here tell this gent beat her up last night. Where is that pretty saloon owner."

Jackson looked over the crowd of patrons, not seeing Ginger. Raven and Candice, who were sitting on some men's laps, got up and walked to the office. Jackson could feel his sweaty palms, wondering what Oldin had up his sleeve.

 

[Perplexia]

One of the girls came in Gingers room and told her that Oldin, Jackson and his crew were downstairs. With the girls help she rose from her bed and placed a robe on. Handing the girl a shotgun, she placed a pistol in each hand and opened the door walking the length of the top balcony to look down on them. She scowled and glared at them pointing their guns.

"You and your men are no longer welcome here Oldin, get out now or i'll personally put a bullet in your head with a Saloon full of people that will testify its self defense. It is a proprietors right to serve or not. I choose not. So leave now."

There was no shakiness in her tone only hate and anger. As Ginger cocked her guns, so did most of the rest of the Saloon. "The only one I want left alive is Jackson, so I can kill him myself" she announced in a seething tone. She had a plan in mind to get Jackson out of the situation he was in because of her. But first it would require Oldin dead.

 

[Rocket1010]

When Raven and Candice came out of Ginger's office, Jackson expected to see Ginger. But they were alone and then he heard her voice coming from balcony. It seemed she had venom in her eyes as she told Oldin he wasn't welcome in her saloon.

Oldin didn't seem too concerned, sitting in the chair, looking up at her. He barley flinched when the only sound in the saloon was the cocking of pistols. Jackson looked around at the patrons and knew if someone started shooting innocent men and the girls would be caught in a deadly cross-fire.

Turning to Oldin, he watched Oldin's reaction when she told him she only wanted Jackson alive so she could kill him herself. Jackson noted that he was remaining very calm under the circumstances. "I was just making a house call Ms. Ginger. There is no need to git down right nasty with me and my men. We will be on our way now that I see you are alright," he said in a rather calm voice.

When Oldin got up Jackson remained seated looking up at Ginger. He felt something press against the back of his neck and he knew it was a pistol. "Get up real slow Jackson. I don't plan to leave you here so she can kill you and if she wants to kill me, she'll have to shoot you first," he said pressing the pistol harder against his neck.

Oldin was smart, sitting at a table near the entrance. He and his men had their backs to the exterior walls so no one could ambush them from behind. Jackson got up and moved slowly, knowing that any sudden move could provoke a gun fight.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw one of Oldin's men grab Candice, using her for a shield. She let out a startled scream that was quickly muffled by the man's hand over her mouth.

"She's the one I came for anyway," he whispered in Jackson's ear. To everyone else he said in a rather loud voice, "Bring her with us boys as a hostage to make sure Ms. Ginger and her gang don't get trigger happy."

When they were outside, Jackson felt the muzzle leave his neck. "Ok boys let's git back to the ranch," he said. Jackson ran to Candice who was struggling with the man.

"I'll take care of this one," he said pulling her away from him. "Get on my horse and I promise nothing will happen to you," he whispered. She stopped struggling and when Jackson helped her onto Midnight, he slid behind her. "Everything will be ok," he whispered as he kicked Midnight in the hind quarters.

Jackson had a feeling Ginger was going to be coming to the ranch and he wanted to be ready to fight Oldin when she arrived.

 

[Perplexia]

Ginger watched helplessly while they took Candice. This was enough. She wanted more then anything to shoot Oldin in the skull. After they had left she spoke to the room.

"Townfolks and Patrons, Thank you for your support in coming out this evening to stand against the Tyranny that is Oldin. I ask you once again to stand with me and place an end to this once and for all. First and foremost our sheriff isn't going to be off assistance he's on Oldins payroll."

She looked around at the nodding heads.

"I'm tired of him targeting our lively hoods for his gangs. He has taken one of my girls against their will, he has threatened and forced you and your neighbors to sell against their will I have heard cases of where he has stolen livestock, as well has allowed his men to defile peoples innocent daughters causing them such shame they sold and left. I say we end this tonight. It is time Oldin be brought to trial by the people since the law isn't going to stand up for us. All volunteers i'll need to gather outside with your horses and guns loaded with ammunition. We'll head out in an hour. They will be expecting it. Be smart and stay low."

Everyone nodded and went about getting their things ready. Ginger went upstairs to change and get ready. There was two things that she knew. One she was coming home w/ Jackson and Candice, and two she was going to kill Oldin herself.

 

[Rocket1010]

He wasn't sure everything would be ok when they got to Oldin's ranch. Thinking of Oldin's words when his man grabbed Candice. If he could have Ginger, Jackson realized Oldin was using him as a pawn by Oldin to get Candice. Oldin wanted to see how he reacted to Ginger and abducting Candice. So far he was able to convince him he was with his gang but he knew that wouldn't last much longer. Instead of him taking things in his own good time, he had to protect Candice.

When they arrived at the ranch, Jackson sensed fear welling up inside Candice. "I'll do whatever I can to protect you," he said as they pulled up to the stable.

Jackson knew Ginger would be coming soon but would she arrive in time. And how would she convince the posse she was bringing with her that Jackson was innocent of hitting and raping her. He looked out at the entrance where he and Ginger had spied on the complex, knowing that there was only way in and Oldin was sure to have his men situated on the high ground.

Sure enough as soon as they dismounted, Oldin gave orders for his men to take positions on the high ground. "You stay with me and the girl," he said grabbing Candice and pulling her toward the big house.

"Sure boss," Jackson said following him but at the same time watching to see where his men were taking up positions. He looked at Candice who was weeping as she tried to pull away from the big man.

"Come on whore you remember how we used to have a good time at the saloon. Well now I don't have to pay you," he laughed.
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"NO .... NO ..... you are a disgusting pig," she yelled.

"We'll see about that whore," he said hitting her hard across the face.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Jackson yelled.

"I know you and that fucking whore still like each other. I can see it in your eyes and I saw the way she looked at you in the saloon tonight." Pulling his gun from his holster, he aimed it at Jackson.

Candice knocked his arm, causing the bullet to miss his head by inches. Oldin's reaction was swift and sure as he brought the butt of the gun down on the side of Candice's head causing her to black out.

Jackson pulled his gun out but as he did he felt a searing pain in his shoulder as Oldin's next shot didn't miss him but grazed his shoulder. Oldin was still using Candice as a shield as he pulled her to the house not waiting to take on Jackson.

Jackson pulled his gun out of his holster as he ran for cover as some of the others began to shoot at him. Hiding behind one of the buildings, he started returning their fire. He watched helplessly as Oldin dragged the unconscious Candice into the big house.

He shot two of the men but there were at least six or seven more. He wondered how long it was going to take Ginger to arrive at the ranch. Putting his hand on his shoulder, he saw some blood on his fingers but it was only a graze his and ignoring the pain, he made a plan to get to the building where Oldin had dynamite stored.

 

[Perplexia]

He's going to have men up high on the ridge, take the west wall of the cannon there's a crack that runs through to the rear of it. You can climb up and take them from surprise." she dispatched a 10 of the villagers for that task. The rest of them hid the horses and made their way slowly from each side of the ridge. There was a shooting commotion going on with in which allowed them entry. "Do Not Shoot Jackson" she commanded "he's undercover". The look of confusion went across some faces but they nodded and continued to move forward shooting each of his men they came in contact with.

"Come on out Oldin, it's time for your trial" Ginger called.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson made his way to the building where he was told Oldin stored ammunition, guns, and dynamite. Opening the door, he was amazed at how large an arsenal he had acquired. It seemed to Jackson that Oldin was ready to wage a small war.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure approaching from his right. Without hesitating he turned and shot the man, who grunted and then fell to the ground. Jackson saw he was the one who told him about the ammunition building.

The sound of more gun fire caused him to look up on the ridge, seeing men shooting at each other. He knew he was going to be caught in a crossfire and he needed to get out of there. Picking up a stick of dynamite, he planned to destroy the arsenal and then go after Oldin.

Lighting the fuse, he ran toward the big house seeing Oldin out on the porch with Candice as a shield and Ginger along with several men standing outside. He couldn't hear what was being said and then in a instant there was a huge explosion behind him. The ammunition building blew up, sending wood splinters everywhere.

As he turned to look at Ginger, he felt a thud in his upper shoulder that threw him to the ground. He looked up to see Ginger and Oldin talking and then a shadow came over him. Looking up it was the old sheriff.

"You sure caused a lot of ruckus young man. You never should have come to town."

Jackson looked at the old man and smiled as he pulled the trigger, shooting the man in the head and watching as he feel dead. Jackson knew he had to get out of there, not knowing who was friend or foe. For all he knew the townsfolk blamed him for what supposedly happened to Ginger. Whistling for Midnight, his trusty stallion came galloping toward him. Jackson hauled himself up into the saddle and then slumped over, urging Midnight to get him away.

As he rode away, he glimpsed Ginger and Oldin arguing and he hoped that she could get Candice away from him. Riding away he heard gunshots and then everything went black.

 

[Perplexia]

She heard the shot and then Midnight, as Oldin changed his focus she shot him in the head. If by some reason he wasn't dead, she knew Candice would finish Oldin off.

Turning on her heals she ran like she never had run before till she finally got to Jacksons fallen body. The doc had followed them out there and stayed out of sight until the shooting stopped. He was now running over to them.

"Hold on for me Jackson" she cried stroking his face with her thumb. Luckily according to what the Doc was saying is that the bullet got logged in his rib. If it had gone through his tissue he would have died. Just another quarter of an inch more and he would have been gone.

Though he was unconscious for a few days Ginger hardly ever left her side. She had explained to all the rouse so to speak of Jackson's twist in personality and their plan. Oldin's property was put up for auction and the properties he stole were returned to the people they belonged to. Any left over funds went to help the families he had robbed of their husbands or wives.

A new sheriff was nominated and elected in, and the town finally seemed to have a new breath of hope. Ginger had Candice running things while she tended to Jackson, and was impressed that the girl took no slack.

"Hey there cowboy, don't move or you'll rip your sutures out. How are you feeling?"
Ginger lightly kissed his forehead as he came to

 

[Rocket1010]

Shadows bending over him, voices talking, trying to open his eyes but unable to keep them open. Dreams of demons, fighting, soft hands touching him, cool wash cloths on his forehead. Jackson tried to make sense of everything but all he wanted to do was sleep.

Light, darkness, and then light again. A soothing voice talking to him and then consciousness. His eyes fluttered open, this time staying open and seeing the smiling face of Ginger glowing down at him.

"I feel like a freight train hit me," he murmured, closing his eyes, remembering what had happened to him. He knew he had killed the sheriff. Opening his eyes he looked into her angelic face. "You look like an angel," he said lifting his hand and running it through her long red locks.

"What happened to Candice? Is she ok? And what about Oldin? Did you kill him? Who saved me?"

Jackson closed his eyes again glad to be alive and happy that when he woke up, Ginger was looking down at him.

 

[Perplexia]

"It's ok cowboy" she cooed softly to him. "Candice is fine, Doc followed us out there and got you patched up, and I shot Oldin. It's all over now. We're free of him and his terror on the town that he was responsible for. But you got to stay still so you don't rip open your wounds."

Very carefully she climbed into bed with him and wrapped her arms lightly around him as to not to irritate any of his wounds. "Candice is watching over the Saloon, so you have me here to take care of you till you can get back on your feet. You gave us quite a scare."

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson opened his eyes again seeing her soft smile as she answered his questions. He was glad to hear the Candice was not harmed by Oldin and that Oldin was dead. Ginger had avenged the wrongs done to her and others. Maybe this town could grow and prosper.

When she climbed into bed with him, he winced a little from the pain but also from the realization that his job was over. Listening to her tell him about Candice running the saloon and she was going to take care of him, made him smile. There was no reason for him to stay except for one very important reason, her.

"I'm glad I have you to take care of me," he whispered kissing her forehead. "I think these wounds are pretty bad and it may take me weeks or months to get better," he laughed and then winced as the sutures stretched. "Do you think you are up to getting me healthy," he chuckled pulling her closer and running his hand through her long red curls as he kissed her.

 

[Perplexia]

Ginger smiled enjoying the soft sensation of his lips and the familiar dance of their tongues mingling together in their familiar steps and swirls. "Oh I suppose if I have to take care of a broken cowboy while he heals I can find the time to do it." she teased back. Despite her attempt at strength the tears still welled in her eyes at the relief that he was on the mend and home with her once again.
"You are welcome to stay as long as you wish" she said softly.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson looked into her eyes, seeing them water up as he mulled her words in his brain. There was no place he had to be now that this job was complete here. "I might just have to take you up on the Ms. Ginger," he smirked pulling her lips back to his.

The kiss was long and filled with loving desire for her. His tongue slipped over hers, sliding seductively from one side to the other, feeling hers come to join in the sensual teasing. One thing was certain, while he was mending from the bullet in his back, there was nothing wrong with his groin muscle. As his lips teased hers, his hand slid down her delicious curves and when he found her ass cheeks, he pulled her closer, letting her feel his desire for her.

"You may regret telling me I can stay as long as I like Ginger. You may never get back to running your saloon," chuckled pushing his lips firmly against hers, moaning as his tongue slipped into her mouth.

 

[Perplexia]

If it was one thing Ginger knew it was that she enjoyed the feeling of his arms around her and his lips on hers. His tongue had a magical way of digging into her soul and combining it with his.

Her body lay half on his and half on the bed. She could feel his erection growing as Jackson pulled her even closer. His mouth lulled her into a deeper kiss as his hand seduced her backside.

Slowly she broke their kiss and looked into his eyes with her fingers tracing over his stubble. "Take it easy cowboy you just woke up. I'm not going to risk having to have doc resew you up."

Her eyes danced at the new thought that entered her mind. "How would you feel about a nice hot bath and a shave?" she questioned wanting to feel his flesh beneath her fingers. As a bonus she would give him a hand job in the tub.

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson laughed when she told him to take it easy. That was the last thing he wanted to do with her. If he had his way, he would take her right there but he knew she was right about tearing the sutures.

"A nice hot bath would be great," he said with a grin. He couldn't remember the last time he had a nice relaxing bath and shave. When she left and called for hot water, he watched her and two young girls fill the steel tub that was large enough for two with steaming hot water.

She ushered the young girls out of the room, and Jackson heard their giggles when they got out into the hallway. Getting up slowly, he walked slowly to where Ginger was bending over the steel tub. He grabbed her hips, pushing his semi-erect pole against her ass. "Are you ready?" he said in such a erotic tone that she could not mistake what was on his mind.

 

[Perplexia]

Ginger let out a grunt as he gripped her hips and pressed his semi hard erection against her ass. "I am ready for you to behave" she said somewhat sternly although her voice was laced heavily with desire. "This is the first time you've been out of bed. You aren't fit for any extreme exercise. You need to get in this tub and allow me to take care of you for a bit. I promise if you're good I'll reward you."

 

[Rocket1010]

Jackson laughed at Ginger's fake stern voice, telling him to behave. He knew if he was better she would be climbing all over him but she was right, it was the first time he had been out of bed in a few days.

Like an obedient child, he climbed into the steel tub, feeling the hot water soothe his aching body. As he lowered his body further into the hot water he saw her eyes roaming up and down his torso.

"I promise to be a good cowboy and let you take care of me," he chuckled and then let out a soft moan as the warm water seeped into his pores. "I can't wait to see what reward you have for me," he added reaching out to massage one of her breasts as she bent over the edge of the tub.