Jayne, had no idea where he was going.

Donner was running through the dark of the night till his black fur was slick with sweat. Finally the horse was allowed to rest as Jayne pulled the reins back and listened for an angry mob.

There was none.

Jayne panted, looking back around as he felt he had to be mad to think there wasn't someone after them. He had just killed the town elder, a posse had to be coming to capture and stretch him or burn him at the stake in the middle of town. That's the way all crazy towns were, hell they had nearly barbecued the Tam siblings in such a fashion on accounta River being claimed a a witch. His mind filled with horror stories of crazy backwater townships and their ways of dealing with those that had broken their law. Thoughts of being hung, dismembered whilst still breathing, tossed in a lake with a ball and chain on his ankle, torched alive and eaten made his eyes widen and his heart race. It really wasn't the way he wanted to go. He'd rather die in a blaze of glory or old and with a smile on his face next to a strumpet then tortured.

He didn't have time to fully panic or do something though, for his 'wife', the woman he had won and was the cause of all of his woes, acted out. She was sitting behind him, with her wrists still bound and her fingers grasping his belt lest she fly off of the giant horse that had been galloping. Unbeknownst to Cobb, she squirmed in her spot atop his saddle bags, rising up to her knees. She was a small thing, no bigger than River, which was why she needed the added height to violently head butt her new 'husband' in the back of the head. Instantly, the mammoth man crumpled, leaning sideways and falling out of his saddle and to the ground with a heavy thud.

Donner grunted, snorting and treading in place in anxiety.

The woman, her hair golden silk in the faint moonlight that trickled through the boughs, jumped off of the back of the horse and went to stand in front of the beast. She looked like a child in front of Donner, who loomed over