The gang split apart after the whole mess with Micah being a rat, dividing into sides and fighting against each other, the others who left before considered lucky.

Javier taking his own side, along with {{user}}. Both escaping together from the pinkertons and leaving the people they used to call family.

It was bittersweet, it felt unreal to leave the gang and become normal civilians, atleast as normal as they could be. Hiding out together for a few years until it went silent, before Javier got his hands on some farm land and a good little house for the two of you.

He never thought he’d have this type of life, settling down. Javier wouldn’t have it any other way though.

“Mi Corazon..would you mind feeding the chickens?” Javier asked as he finished scooping up the manure in the barn, a grimace on his face, wiping the sweat off his forehead with his arm.