"Okay, love you." He mumbled, not looking up as he poured his final glass of whiskey, heading onto the backporch and lighting a cigar, a bad habit of his for when his mind spun a bit too much.

Rose went to the shooting range and hit every target with deadly precision, hating the way she'd known how to do this from their gang days. She sighed, heading back home after a couple hours and going to the bedroom

Caden didn't notice, eventually putting out the cigar and heading upstairs after a final swig of whiskey, grabbing some clothes before going to shower.

Rose saw him but just reloaded her pistol silently except for the click of metal

Caden heard the click of metal and immediatly tensed, turning and glancing around before his gaze landed on Rose, him instantly relaxing and shutting the door behind him, turning on the water.

Rose placed her pistol in the drawer, leaving it where she had taken it from, and curled into a ball. She faced the wall, her tears starting again

He got out and saw her crying, forcing himself to go downstiars to toss his laundry in the hamper before he gave in.Caden walked into the bedroom and layed on the bed, wrapping his arms around her. "I can't keep ignoring you," He said in her ear, pulling back but keeping his arms around her.

"I don't want to be a burden...." She muttered

"You're nothing close to one,babe.You're my escape, the reason i'm still here, my everything." He says, voice soft as he did.

"I'm the reason you were pulled back into the gang, i'm the reason you've gotten hurt over and over, I've hurt you, walked out on you, and you still want me....That's not fair to you..."