3w4dw drabble - 3:10 to Yuma
Apr. 28th, 2010 02:25 pmTitle: CSI Cowboys
Fandom: 3:10 to Yuma
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nope
Author's note: He's a cowboy, he's an outlaw - Together, they fight crime! For Three Weeks for Dreamwidth
They left the body there. Wade was quiet for once, which Dan appreciated, and it wasn't until they'd made camp that the outlaw finished his reflectings. "You ever hear about the Benders, Dan?"
"No."
"The Bloody Benders. From Kansas." When Dan shook his head, Wade continued, his voice low and musing, "It was a family of them. They killed at least twenty people, some say more. Never got caught, even though they sent the army after them."
Daylight was dying and night was taking over. Dan waited, but more of Wade's answer wasn't forthcoming. He resented having to beg for more, knowing that it was exactly what Wade wanted. "So? You saying that this family's running around doing this?"
"No. But maybe these ain't just from some gang."
It was just them and the campfire, the rest of the desert was blackness. "They aren't random killings?"
"Murders."
Dan shook his head, gave a chuckle that he had to force out and Wade made a scoffing noise. "It's not just semantics, Dan."
Dan leaned back on his elbows and studied the outlaw, wondering again what kind of past he'd come from. "Murders, not killings. All right. So that means what?"
"It means that William's in more trouble than I thought."
Fandom: 3:10 to Yuma
Rating: PG
Warnings: Nope
Author's note: He's a cowboy, he's an outlaw - Together, they fight crime! For Three Weeks for Dreamwidth
They left the body there. Wade was quiet for once, which Dan appreciated, and it wasn't until they'd made camp that the outlaw finished his reflectings. "You ever hear about the Benders, Dan?"
"No."
"The Bloody Benders. From Kansas." When Dan shook his head, Wade continued, his voice low and musing, "It was a family of them. They killed at least twenty people, some say more. Never got caught, even though they sent the army after them."
Daylight was dying and night was taking over. Dan waited, but more of Wade's answer wasn't forthcoming. He resented having to beg for more, knowing that it was exactly what Wade wanted. "So? You saying that this family's running around doing this?"
"No. But maybe these ain't just from some gang."
It was just them and the campfire, the rest of the desert was blackness. "They aren't random killings?"
"Murders."
Dan shook his head, gave a chuckle that he had to force out and Wade made a scoffing noise. "It's not just semantics, Dan."
Dan leaned back on his elbows and studied the outlaw, wondering again what kind of past he'd come from. "Murders, not killings. All right. So that means what?"
"It means that William's in more trouble than I thought."