The Man from Stockton (by Wild West Chick)

Synopsis:  What happened next for Man from Nowhere.

Category:  The Big Valley
Genre:  Western
Rating:  G
Word Count:  625


Heath Barkley knocked lightly on the study door and opened it. “Nick said you wanted to see me?”

“Come in, come in, brother,” Jarrod waved Heath in. The lawyer was sitting behind his desk, paper piled everywhere.

The blonde sat down and crossed his legs.

‘It’s about Rockville.” Jarrod looked straight at Heath, pain in his eyes.

“There’s nothing to talk about Rockville, Jarrod. You didn’t know who you were. I would’ve done the same thing.” The blonde looked into Jarrod’s tired eyes.

“No, Heath, I saw the fear in your eyes; Nick’s too when he came in.”

Heath looked at the lawyer intently. “Jarrod, we were all happy to find you alive is all. The Matthews twisted you all around. If you want to be mad at someone, be mad at them, not yourself.”

“How can I not be mad at myself Heath? I almost killed you. I had a gun pointed at you with so much hatred I didn’t even know it. But your gun, the one I gave you for your birthday, made the difference.”

The blonde stood up and walked over to Jarrod. “You know that’s one thing I can’t figure out.”


“Well, we seem to get all fired up for no good reason and we punish ourselves real bad. Now Nick, I’ve seen him madder than a hornet’s nest and the next thing he crying like a baby.”

“Who’s crying like a baby?” Nick’s voice boomed, “What lies is little brother Heath spreading about me now?”

“Well, you weren’t invited, Nick,” Jarrod glared at Nick.

“Well pappy, in case you forgot, I was there too. You were taking pot shots at me. I should be mad at you.” Nick stood there his hands on his hips.

“Mad at me? I didn’t even know who you were until Heath and you came barreling your way into the house. Then I tackle Heath, he fights right back and then I grab his gun.” Jarrod stated as a matter of fact. “The one I gave him for a birthday present.”

“Yeah, Jarrod you grabbed Heath’s gun and then you looked at me and everything was back to normal. All we need is a thank you for saving your life and we can call it even,” Nick stated. “Don’t you think so Heath?”

“Call it even? “ Jarrod’s voice raised an octave or two.

“Boy howdy, I do think you’re right, brother. I mean, we go to all the trouble to find him and what does he do? Man takes a gun to us. You know with family like that, who needs enemies, right Nick?” The blonde patted Nick on the back and a small smile formed on his lips.

“Heath, you do have point there. I think we should just leave Jarrod alone since he doesn’t want our company anymore.” Nick headed out of the study.

“You wait just one minute. All right, I’m sorry I apologize for my loss of memory and your stupidity,” Jarrod stated, his frustration and anger reflected in every word.

”Why Nick, I just think we’ve been insulted. Feel like a game of pool?” Heath started to walk out of the study with a big smile on his face.

“No you don’t. I’m going to play a little eight ball with you boys and you better watch out.”

“Ah Nick, I do think we have a pigeon.” Heath rubbed his hands together.

All three men laughed at they headed to the pool room.


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