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You had known Connor for almost a year and you kept giving him the information he needed. You looked outside your shop and saw the afternoon crowd going to and from places. You were filling out your record book when the bell attached to the door rang you looked up to see none other than Jonathan Fisher. You cursed under your breath and put the quill down and straightened up. He leaned over the counter, and placed a sack on the counter. “I have some items to sell.”
John wasn’t unattractive, most girls wished he would fawn over them like this. His selfishness and lack of respect made him unattractive well to you anyway. You opened the bag and saw pelts and other hunting goods. “The best thing in there is the bear pelt, came off a huge beast! I took it down in one shot right between the eyes.”
You took it out and examined it shaking your head. It was damaged you were relieved you wouldn’t have to give him your money. “Well I’ll tell you now you won’t get as much as you wanted for it.” His smile faded a bit. “For one you shot it that already makes it worth less, second I’ve seen better cutting from children. All of these cuts are jagged and sloppy.”
“Can’t you give me a break, (Y/N)? Surely you can give me a better deal.” He brushed his finger against your face and down your neck. You backed up and grabbed your chest of money and started counting it out giving him what he deserved. You put the chest back and saw he was not happy. “What is this.”
“Your money.”
“You're trying to rip me off.” He grabbed your arm and you showed him you weren't afraid. “You are going to give me what I should get.” The door to the store opened and you looked over to see Connor standing just inside the door.
“What are you staring at half breed?” John’s tone made me angry
“You need to leave.” you snarled
“What are you going to do if I don’t?”
“Not much but I have a feeling he’ll do more.”
You gestured over to Connor and John gave you a strange look.
“Leave here, and leave the lady alone.” Connor’s voice was low
“I said this is none of your concern.” He let go of you and turned to Connor
You ran out from behind the counter and stood in between them. “John leave now.”
“This is a new low for you (Y/N).” He shot Connor a glare, collected his money and marched out.
“I’m sorry about him.”
“You shouldn’t apologize for him.” Connor put a hand on my shoulder. “You alright?”
“Yes I’m fine, he’s just another low life pig.”
You walked back to the Counter gathering up the hunting goods and storing them in the back room. Connor was standing by the Counter and you knew what he was looking for.
“I didn’t find much but I did intercept a large payment, they might be noticing late arrivals of documents.”
“You should stop intercepting this information for now we can’t risk you getting exposed or hurt.”
“You don’t need to worry about me, I’ve slowed down the work and it can’t be traced back to me.” You put the large coin purse on the counter with the templar cross embroidered into it. “There’s no specification to where it was going, or what it was for.”
“(Y/N) please stop the intercepting and thieving for now. We can’t risk you being detected.”
“Fine.” You mumbled
You hid the pouch and walked out from behind the counter and flipped the sign on the door to closed. Connor had his hood down and everytime he had it down you would take in his glorious features. His skin was a flawless tan color even the slight scar on his cheek fit in perfectly, His eyes were a chocolate brown that if he looked at you a certain way you’d start to melt, and his muscular frame that made him look so strong. Connor wasn't like all the other men that you had met, He was truly kind, thankful, and caring. You really enjoyed having him come to your shop or your home, it wasn’t all business you chatted about your lives and other events. You two had become very close friends and you hoped that he would still come to visit you even if you weren't gathering information. “(Y/N), you alright.”
You realized you had been staring at him. “Yea I’m fine.”
You moved towards him. “Listen Connor, I can take care of myself I’ve been taking care of myself for years now. I know you are trying to protect me, I’ll stop for now but I’ll still keep an ear out.”
“I have no doubt.” He sighed
“How is your current mission going?”
“Slow, there is nothing on Pitcairn. The only thing I have on him is the letter I found on Johnson and the document you gave to me.”
“You’ll find him I know you will.”
“I have to go, (Y/N). I’ll be back at the end of the week.”
“See you then, Connor.”
He nodded and you watched him walk out the door, Always in such a hurry did he ever take a break?
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Connor walked the streets of Boston, it had been nearly a week since he had seen you. He turned the corner and began to walk towards your shop, he realized something was off. As he got closer he could see the glittering of broken glass on the ground outside. The window were broken and the door had been kicked in. He carefully pushed open the door and unsheathed his tomahawk. Papers, books, furs, and other materials were scattered across the floor, things were broken and nothing was left untouched. “(Y/N).” He whispered moving forward. Some of the broken glass crunched under his feet, It was completely quiet. “(Y/N).” He made himself louder, there was no answer just the same silence. He checked the back room only to find the same scene. He sheathed his tomahawk and looked around, He thought that it it was possible you didn’t know of the vandalism done to your shop. He examined the evidence around him, realizing that this looked more like it was set up to look like a robbery, all the money she had left in the shop had been taken but none of the priceless furs or other products. Connor hurried out of your shop and down the street, he could feel that something wasn’t right. He dodged some of the late night pedestrians as he made his way down an alley. As he got closer to your street the smell of smoke filled the air. He turned the corner and saw the bright flames licking at the night sky, he quickly counted the houses. The fourth house down. Your house was up in flames. He quickly ran towards the crowd that had formed around your house. The flames flickered and cracked as your home began to cave in. Many people kept trying to pour water on the flames but they needed more people to pitch in if they wanted it out anytime soon. There was one conversation that caught Connor’s ear, between a man and a women. Connor got closer and listened in.
“Is that (Y/N)’s home?”
“Yea, It’s sad I heard her store was ransacked as well.”
“Unfortunate, Where is she now?”
“Dead. Her neighbor said he heard commotion outside, went to the window saw a couple of people broke some of the windows and threw some torches in. I also heard they boarded up the door and the house was a blaze in minutes. No one ever came out someone even went in and tried to get up the stairs but they were blocked by the flames. The poor girl, so young, so kind and giving.”
“A terrible way to go, surely she’s at rest with her Mother and Father now.”
“I hope so.”
Connor was shocked, you had been figured out and targeted. He turned and was bumped into by a fast moving figure. Connor looked down at his belt and saw his coin purse missing, He ran after them and just as they were about to turn a corner he grabbed them around the neck. The soft click of the hidden blade being engaged didn’t seem to frighten them.
“Return what you’ve stolen.”
“Certainly.”
They turned around pulling off their hood to reveal your face. You handed him his money pouch, he gently took it from you.
“How did you get out?”
“I’ve a few tricks up my sleeve.” You smiled “Listen I need your help, I need to get out of Boston before the Templars realize I’m still alive it could mean trouble. I was thinking New York, not as nice as Boston but I can find a place.”
“No, you can come stay at my home in the frontier. You’d be more comfortable there.”
“I accept, and thank you.” You looked around and back at Connor. “We must go now.”
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Connor helped you off the horse and you straightened out your dress, It was one of your mother’s and you're glad you had worn it. It was a nice red and it showed off your shoulders although it had sleeves that came down just above your elbows. “I’ll start a fire.” Connor spoke calmly. You took the oil lamp that hung from the horse gently placing it on the ground, it didn’t give off much light but it helped. You took off your cloak laying it down and then your bag. Moments later Connor returned with a bundle of wood, he got to work right away. In seconds he had a fire going and the area around you was lit. He sat on the other side of the fire from you, He was watching the fire almost staring into it. It swayed and crackled trying to reach up into the night, the quiet made you uncomfortable. You stared down at your hands the glow from the fire danced across your skin. You looked up to find Connor looking at you, His brown eyes staring into your (e/c) ones. It felt as though he was staring into your very being, you wanted to look away but you couldn’t. The contact was broken when he spoke up. “I wished you wouldn’t have kept digging into the Templars, If you had just stopped for awhile you would still have your home and your business.”
“Connor, I did I told my informants that I still had to lay off and they were, the only thing they could do was leave their ears open. Besides it’s what I signed up for, losing things. It was nothing important anyway, it can all be replaced.”
His eyes were softer now as if he felt bad for you, You reached for your bag and held it up.
“I grabbed what I thought I needed and threw them in here.” Your voice was soft.
You were upset that your home was reduced to a pile of ash, that was the house you were born in, the one you grew up in, and the one your parents died in. In a way you were glad it was gone you wouldn’t have to be reminded of it every morning. It pained your soul just thinking about it, the way they were killed and yu were spared made you furious. You felt tears welling up in your eyes, You stood up and turned your back trying to blink away the tears. You just stared into the darkness of the woods, you felt Connor’s warm hand on your shoulder. His touch sent shivers up your spine, you turned to face him, you felt safe with him. You found his eyes again and took a step closer to him so that you were inches apart. He looked unsure at first but as you pressed your lips to his. The feeling of him so close to you was so comforting, he wrapped his arms around your waist. You placed your hands on the sides of his face, This is what you needed, someone to hold you someone to be close to. You just wished it didn’t have to end.