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"I want another one"
"Absolutely not!" Hosea stiffened where he sat on the log by their campfire.
"Do you not remember how sick you were with Arthur, or how with John, we got into a really bad gun fight and you fell of your horse?! I thought I'd lost both of you, Dutch..."
Dutch sat up properly, moving his head off of Hosea's shoulder, hanging it as he remembered how tough life had been when the boys were little and they were on the run, especially when they were babies and the pair had to burn themselves out trying to keep them from crying so that the law wouldn't catch them.
Sighing, Hosea rubbed his back. "I know...it'd be nice to have another kid around, but we're getting too old for babies." he soothed, "besides, little Johnny's only four, and you know he'll get jealous of any baby we have...maybe when he's older we'll kidnap a kid or something."
Dutch smiled a bit at that, "Yeah...you know he glares at the horses for getting more attention from Arthur than he does."
"Oh I've seen it, I've heard him call the Count a 'big stinky dumby' too. That boy is something else." Hosea kissed his husband's cheek, "Let's just try to keep our two little goblins under control for now, before we try to wrangle a third, okay?"
Dutch was still a little heartbroken at the denial of another child, but he couldn't resist Hosea's charm, no one could, so he agreed, "Okay, just for now."