CHARLES X DUTCH'S DAUGHTER
Oh Charles, my dear dear husband. How I've missed writing about you uwu.
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-You were quite suprised your father let you in on this bank robbery, having been quite protective of you. And the same could be said for Charles, he rarely liked doing a job with you. Not because you were bad by any means he just was extremely anxious of anything happening to you.
-You guessed because of how big a hit this was mean't to be, it mean't all available hands were needed, and your father being proud of this scheme, wanted you at the helm to witness you all obtain your ticket to freedom.
-But of course it didn't work that way, poor Hosea, John...and Lenny, God why Lenny. Your stress was high, your emotions at tipping point, so it's no suprise you became frantic and Charles insistence to distract and thwart the authorities so you and the rest could get out of there.
-You tried your best to say no, but you knew inside there's no way you'd all get past without some kind of distraction. Charles did his best to comfort you, telling you he'll be fine, he's always fine. And of course you beleived his sweet words and kiss to the forehead, he was a good motivator.
-You didn't have much time to worry as you started running to the boat. Just a quick ride, a quick hide, and then a turn around back home. Of course...thats not how it worked at all. Damn mother nature.
-Guarma was...was not good. More fighting, more fear, hot as hell weather, and your father was...something had changed or was changing him. You felt exhausted, scared, and all you could think about was Charles.
-And the same was said for him. Day in and day out he would wait, and pray for your return safely. He had mo way of knowing if you'd survived, and barelt had time to try and find you given the whole group had to move AGAIN.
-With you missing, and the Pinkertons going after those that remain, as well as ypu dealing with everything on Guarma, needless to say morale is low, and the yearning you two have for eachother is very strong. Hope however, not good.
-Finally, you make it back, and you finally figure out where everyone has been hiding, and when Charles appears before you again...lets just say it'd take the whole gangs collective strength to split you back up.
-You're crying, of course you are, and you can hear a definite quiver to Charles voice as he tells you how much he loves you, and how much he missed you. Sure things aren't perfect, there's a lot to fix, but to you both in that moment and that night where you lie beside each other, it's enough.