[Center][b][color=ec008c]Shelby Jackson – S&W Weaponry/Home [/color][/b][/center]


“In all honesty Shelby I came to this town to die. I have a lifetime of pain and suffering behind me, people I’ve lost or left behind. I can’t live with that anymore, and I can’t escape it in a world filled with it.” Eliza was interrupted by the sounds of gunfire, instinct told her to spring onto her feet but her injuries stopped her dead in her tracks “Fuck! Where did I leave his gun!?”

Shelby held up her hands, “[i]Whoa there Hun [/i],” she helped Eliza get situated back down. “Look where you're at, you're in a gun shop.” Shelby grinned at her, “I'm pretty sure we can find you a gun,” she winked. She noticed that Eliza had took hold of a number of dog tags tied together and began to fan through them as she sat quietly for a second.

“You know, I have been through of world of shit too. I've done a lot of shit that I wish I could take back and I've suffered too. We have each other now, or again, however you want to look at it, it doesn't matter. We are here...together, for each other, try to relax. These are good people around here so far, and that little twit Brandy, you won't find a more goodie two shoes I guarantee you that.” Shelby took a drink of water.

“Shelby I’m sorry. I should be thankful for what I have left, not what I have lost. It means everything to me that you're back in my life."

Shelby smiled, “It means the world to me too.” she stood up and pulled a .44 mag from the wall display and handed it to Eliza before she turned around and rifled through some boxes of ammo. She found a box that had 11 cartridges in it, “Here, if I don't  make you feel safe enough. Told ya we could find a gun,” she laughed then pulled an AK-47 from the wall display and a full magazine for it from under the counter. “I'm not leaving, I'm just gonna pop my head out the door.”

She walked and looked outside up towards the diner and around, seeing no action she returned to Eliza's side and sat down, “Guess we'll just sit and wait. When we get you upstairs I'll make sure you have a nice scoped rifle, you can pick off assholes from my bedroom window.” Shelby just stares at Eliza, her hair was still damp and hanging free, she shook her head, “You know what? It was all worth it. Every last bit of it, all the shit Calypso put me through. Luckily I had Waylon, he rescued me, risking his own life for me. He helped me to heal my physical wounds and tried to help with my emotional ones too. He did everything that he could, and I'm grateful. I know you will like him, I saw the way you looked at him a couple of times. Honey, trust me when I say he is good people.”