Good luck today and tomorrow Rose. You’ll do great. Listen out for those boot heels following you. We’re all there, hands resting on your shoulders. Take it easy tomorrow for the op, the docs and nurses are wonderful and it’ll be done before you know you’ve even shut your eyes. I’m pretty sure we won’t have to poke them in the ribs even once. 
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“Ok, let’s go find this rider,” said Blackjack. “Water, blankets and medical stuff in the wagon?”
“Yup,” confirmed Calam, “All there, let’s move out.”
With Calam and Riviera on the wagon, and the rest on horseback, the riders pulled away from the Old One’s place and headed for the mountain pass. It was a good day, the sun already hot in this early morning. The fields around the Old One’s were green with new crops growing, and the priarie grass blew gently under the light breeze.
“Hey look, the storm dogs are coming with us,” said Red nodding her head back towards Determination. Sure enough four of them were loping along behind, catching up to the wagon with pink tongues lolling out. “Anybody know if that’s a good sign or not?”
Everybody shrugged. The Storm Dogs and Topaz knew their business, but the Storm Riders were still learning what that was going to be.
Twenty minutes out Mule pointed forward. “There’s somebody riding in, just ahead.” She was right, about a mile out a figure on horseback was coming in fast. She raised her hand for everyone to pull up. The wagon came trundling to a stop and the horses reined in next to it. “Stay ready just in case,” she warned, and the riders made sure their guns were free. Riviera glanced down at the dogs who were focussed on the incoming rider.
The stranger pulled in just ahead of them, dust settling round her horse’s hooves. She put down the reins and lifted her hands. “No trouble,” she shouted over, “I need help. I was coming through the pass and I found someone down out there. She’s too weak to sit a horse. Can you bring that wagon and help.” Her horse startled slightly and she dropped her hands to grab the reins as the storm dogs took off at a run, past the wagon, past the stranger and headed directly for the pass.
“Hey, what’s with the dogs?” she said, looking worried.
“They’ll be fine,” said Blackjack riding over to the stranger, “And sure we’ll help, that’s what we’re heading out here for. By the way, what’s your name?”
The stranger held out her hand, “Booby,” she said shaking Blackjack’s hand, “This here is Lucky, and my dog Diamond is back there watching out for Rose. That’s her name, don’t know anything else about her. I was just worried in case your dogs set on mine.”
Cariad brought Mule up alongside Booby and Mule looked her straight in the eyes. “Where you come from Booby?” she asked.
Booby straightened in the saddle, guessing she was having to prove something here, and all of a sudden overcome with a feeling that she wanted these women to accept her.
“The desert,” she said. “Been travelling for a while, and it’s not been easy. I heard about Determination and had feeling that’s where I should be headed. Don’t know why, but I feel drawn here. That’s it up ahead I know.”
“And your dog’ll stay with Rose till we get there, you know that for a fact?”
“Diamond doesn’t seem to need telling,” said Booby. “He fell in alongside me about a week ago, just woke up one morning to find him sitting a few yards out staring at me, a jack rabbit lying next to him. Lucky wasn’t in the least bit bothered, so I took that as a good sign. A very good sign. We had that jack rabbit for breakfast and it was the first meal I’d had in two days.”
The storm riders allowed themselves small smiles and Calam nudged Riviera on the wagon seat.
Mule put out her hand and grinned broadly. “Booby, lead on. We’ll bring you and Rose back in and get you sorted.”
Booby breathed a sigh of relief, wheeled Lucky round, and they headed the last mile or so out to the pass.