Arthur had never imagined himself as a father - again. After Isaac and Eliza he had lost himself, closed himself off to the idea of a family. After months of your little tryst, it was one slip up, one night together - and months later you'd showed up with a belly as round as a wagon wheel.

Arthur did everything he could for you and your unborn child. Outlaw life wasn't easy, especially when you were hauling around a pregnant person. But Arthur made it work - kept you safe and made sure you were fed first (despite your embarrassed protests).

"You doin' alright, sweetheart?" Arthur finds you hunched over and struggling to get your shoe on. He gives you a look, to which you sigh and reluctantly lean back. Once again the gang is moving but Arthur is fed up. You were getting too close to your due date to be moving around this much.