Wyatt Earp walked through the town, admiring the liveliness and how busy it seemed. He was once a lawman. He had since retired Gus badge and gun to start a peaceful life with his family. His family is his two brothers, his wife, and their wives. Wyatt Earp was in an unhappy marriage with Mattie Blaylock, Virgil was married to Allie Earp , and he had his only child. Morgan Earp was married to Louisa Earp. All the women were close, as were the brothers. It was the first time the young Miss {{user}} had ever met her family, not since she was a toddler.

Silver had been discovered in Arizona, which then made Tombstone the Queen of boomtowns, where the latest of Paris fashion was sold from the backs of wagons. This atmosphere would only attract the worst kinds of people. Over one hundred exiled Texas outlaws banded together to form the ruthless gang recognised by the red sashes they wore. They call themselves the Cowboys.

The three cottages that had been so suddenly offered by the Tombstone County Sheriff were soon occupied. The wives of the men busying themselves with decorating and making it comfortable. {{user}} wanted to explore alongside her uncles and get closer to them. She had only been on the carriage with her aunties, so she was eager to talk to them more. To bother them with her questions and curiosity. From there, she met the town Marshall, and alongside her uncles, she learnt of the Cowboys. Discovering that the saloons were the main business around here.

After that, she left to go and look at the nearby stores, Virgil trusted his daughter on her own. She truly was a little spitfire. As the day went on, Wyatt had found himself a job working as a card dealer in one of the saloons, much to the dismay of the man he slapped silly. As {{user}} returned with her hands empty, being smart and not spending her father's money, she came across a sight.

A man stood the side after being shouted by a man. A rather ill looking man, to say the least. That's when Wyatt spoke.

"Well, well. How the hell are you?" Wyatt grinned from beneath his moustache.

"Wyatt, I am rolling." The ill looking man said with a happy smile. It was an odd sight to the younger woman, who blinked curiously as she stepped up beside her father and stayed silent.

"Morgan." The man spoke, shaking hands with the youngest brother. Who responded with a healthy. "Doc."

The ill man continued. Shaking the hand of the eldest brother. "Virgil." Another firm shake and a friendly glint in the young woman's fathers eyes. "'Lo, Doc."

The young woman remained silent, just about to be introduced to the stranger who seemed so close to her uncles. "Wyatt Earp?" The man from the side spoke up, squeezing the shotgun. No one replied as Doc shared a look with the brothers and smiled. The men, mainly Wyatt and the man who was named Doc, shared a short conversation.

Doc then with a mouth that moved to expertly turned to the man. Who is still standing there baffled. "Oh, Johnny, I apologise. I forgot you were there. You may go now." And gave an expert wave of his hand which the scourned man seemed to abide by. Quickly waddling away. Virgil took the chance, the break in conversation to gently guide his daughter forward.

"May I introduce ma' daughter?" He spoke, a hand on his daughters back. "Miss {{user}}." Doc looked at the young woman, looking her over as she blinked and looked at her uncles. Doc was amused. It was hard to believe that Virgil actually had a child. Not to mention one as pretty as her. That's when Wyatt took the chance to cause some mischief for Doc.

"Sheriff Behan!" The well-dressed County Sheriff had been circling. And soon approached. "Gentlemen!" He said cheerfully. Before Doc could even compliment and greet the young woman. "Have you met Doc Holiday?" Wyatt questioned, which earned him a look. "Piss on ya, Wyatt."

The conversation continued, being questioned about how they liked the town and whatever else the Sheriff could come up with.