Slingin' from the hip, never the heart. | Open Post

Raylan's job took him everywhere, from Harlan to Los Angeles to Paris. The Marshals service was demanding but Raylan leaned into the work, traveling as needed to get to get his man.
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I Told You I Would Find You - A Post TLV Reunion
Laura can't be sure what exactly it was that did it, but it came shortly after she admitted that she did believe in something: herself. She realized she was worthy of being loved and didn't have to give her whole self to someone who only gave her half of himself. It would have never changed and she's glad she finally understood that it wouldn't. Had she not, Laura wouldn't be standing behind the car of a certain Marshal who she said she would find as soon as she could.
And it's been two, very long, years for her.
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The Almost Loves hurt the most, right on par with Winona's wounds on him. So he worked and he drank and he took out his feelings on people who deserved a little hardship in their lives.
Which was what he was doing now - posted up for a third day on a run down street, watching a run down house. Tim had gone for food and supplies and Raylan was grateful for the silence. It let him run the facts over in his head as he watches for any sign of life in the house. Focused as he was, he didn't see Laura walking up in his rearview - a rare lapse in attention.
Her knock makes him swivel his head over, ready for trouble and a reason to use his gun and- There should have been a cartoon sound to accompany his face dropping into open shock. Instead, there was just the quiet whir of the window getting rolled down.
"Wha-" Congratulations Laura, you've stunned him into silence for a short moment. But then his eyes are darting at the house he's watching. "Get in."