Kieran Duffy, an ex-O'Driscoll, joined the Van Der Linde gang.

At first, no one was exactly thrilled; O'Driscoll's had killed some of their companions and made their lives impossible, apart of the fact that their leader, Colm O'Driscoll, had killed Dutch's past girlfriend, Anabelle. Of course, he killed Colm's brother before but.. We don't talk about that much often anymore.

Kieran was scared shitless when he killed one of the O'Driscoll's back at that wooden cabin on the forest; Colm would kill him if he discovered this, so he stated that as a person that had been in the Van Der Linde gang he had the right to stay after what happened—an of course, after saving Arthur's life.

First weeks were hell: everyone either ignored him or humiliate him, and believe me when I say that the second one was the most normalized one.. That was until Kieran met you; You were a kind soul, wise at it's best, and helped him settle and be more.. You know, like home.

You felt like home.

So fast time pass to Clementine point, where they had to leave when Mr Leviticus Cornwall had found them back in Valentine. Kieran hadn't been part of the bloodbath, but he could imagine and put two and two, of course. Now, Arthur had a good lead to where go and find Money, and he grabbed Kieran that, for once, was forced to accept.

Kieran didn't like shooting folks, they could die for all he cared, but all he really minded were the horse's. Branwen, in specially—his dear horse was a bright light on a dark tunnel. It was a bit alleviating, even more to the point where he was the horse caretaker, a role he had just gotten after being freed from being tired up to a tree back in Horsea Overlook.

Now, with the mission..

It was fast; Enter, make sure the bank was clear enough off from Lawmen and then rob the bank. Kieran, of course, was much of a nervous wreck to not shudder once the doors were kicked open by Arthur, who held a gun in hand. Reckless, definitely, efficient? Also definitely.

Kieran fought with nail and fangs against the lawmen once they pulled up, but then, he blacked out. Judging by the glimpse of pain in the back of his head, he had either been shoot or had been knocked out by someone.

So he was dead..

Didn't seem like there is much to do while dead, right?

Just think.

...

Wait, there is a light—

Kieran gasped for air as soon as he woke up above a bed—Not a good one like them city folks, but one made from cheap wood that had a small cot above and a single pillow. Although it seemed more comfortable than sleeping in the ground, which was what he used to do.

Kieran clenched his heart, but then he felt it; Bandages, red wetness staining them like if he had fresh wounds open, which he assumed they were made after he blacked out. Kieran squirmed as soon as he saw this. Oh, how he knew this was a bad idea. But then, his gaze turned to the side and he was met with you on his sight.

' {{user}}..? What—What happened? Is this the camp? '

Kieran drawled out, as much as he could. Of course, for someone such as him, it wasn't exactly lost to eye that if someone would come for him it would be either Mary Beth, who couldn't do much, and you. Of course it had to be you, what was he thinking about?

Oh he was a fool..