Waverly sighed as she sat down and ran her fingers through her hair. It had been two months since she had told Nicole the truth about Rosita. The kiss that never should have happened. She remembered it so vividly, even as Wynonna tried to fill her in on the latest BBD investigation . "Please, Nicole, please say something," Waverly cried out, reaching out to desperately grab her girlfriends wrist. Nicole flinched away, standing up as she turned from Waverly. "I need some space, I can't do this right now," Nicole spoke barely above a whisper. Even with her voice so weak, Waverly could hear how broken she sounded. "Please tell me this isn't the end," Waverly pleaded. Nicole didn't look at her. "I think we need a break," Nicole said, ignoring Waverly's sob at her words. Without another word, Nicole walked out of the room, leaving Waverly by herself in the kitchen of the homestead. Waverly ran a hand over the counter where Nicole had stood that night. She had fucked up and she had done it in the worst way possible. "Earth to Waves," Wynonna called out, breaking Waverly's train of thought. "Sorry, what were we talking about," Waverly asked, finally making eye contact with her sister. Wynonna eyed her for a moment before sighing. "Okay, enough baby girl, it is way past time for you to focus on something other than Haughtpants," Wynonna said, sitting her bottle of whiskey down before walking over to Waverly. "What, that's not…," Waverly started to argue, until Wynonna wrapped her into a hug. Within seconds, Waverly finally broke. "I know its hard baby girl," Wynonna tried to comfort her sister, running her hand up and down Waverly's back. The moment was ruined quickly, as Wynonna's phone rang. "Ah fuck, it's Dolls, I gotta answer," Wynonna groaned, before stepping out of the room. Waverly wiped her eyes and pulled out her phone. She perked up a bit to see a text notification from Chrissy Nedley. Ever since the engagement party that turned into a zombie rave, her and Chrissy had become close again. Waverly smiled as she read the text about her friends work day. She shot back a reply as Wynonna walked back in, groaning loudly. "We gotta go, apparently someone important is showing up today to help us on the wayward witch case," Wynonna huffed, before grabbing her keys off the table.
Nicole silently cursed to herself as Jeremy filled her ear to the brim with information on the witch case. He hadn't stop talking since she walked into the BBD office, making her want to walk right back out. "We have been searching BBD files on this type of witch for a week now, but we haven't found a single clue to indicate what kind of witch she is, she's definitely way more powerful than the witches found here," Jeremy stated, his voice holding an excited tone. "All though, we have only just brushed the surface of her abilities, so there's definitely no way to know exactly how powerful she truly is," Jeremy added, when Nicole didn't respond. "We know she can throw an estimated ten cars into a building at one time," Dolls stated, glancing up from some files he had been studying. Nicole and Jeremy nodded, looking at the photograph on the desk in front of them. The door to the BBD office popped open revealing Waverly and Wynonna, making Nicole tense. Sure, they had seen each other since the break up, they had even had a couple pleasant conversations, but Nicole still held pain in her heart and seeing the younger Earp made the pain that much worse. "God, who died," Wynonna asked, looking at all of the glum faces in the room. "Great, you're finally here, we can go over more about the guest arriving tonight from London," Dolls spoke, standing up from the desk he had been sitting on. Everyone looked at him, except Wynonna, who had spotted the box of donuts on the table. "Earp, can you focus," Dolls barked, earning a glare from the hungry woman. "I can multitask," Wynonna argued, moaning in delight as she opened the box to find a powdered donut. "Our guest is a very famous leader of supernatural investigation, she has been around a long time offering the knowledge and skills we need to bring this witch down," Dolls said, earning a groan from Wynonna. "Another woman, there's already too much estrogen in this town," Wynonna said, before resuming her donut defiling. "I can guarantee you, you will absolutely love this one, you share a lot in common," Jeremy gushed, a smile gracing his features. Before Dolls could continue further, the BBD door opened once again to reveal Nedley poking a head through. "I know I'm supposed to knock but your company is here and she's intimidating," Nedley spoke in a rush, opening the door more to reveal a very beautiful woman, with long brown hair that hung in waves down to her breasts. She was wearing all black, from her jacket to her boots. "Miss Lehane," Dolls greeted with a stern smile. "Call me Faith," Faith spoke, looking around the room.
Hours after filling Faith in on all the details, the group had somehow ended up at Shorty's, sharing a drink together. Faith fit right in, quickly befriending Wynonna as Jeremy watched the two laugh and throw back shots together. Nicole sat between Wynonna and Dolls, leaving Jeremy, Doc, and Waverly across from her. "So Officer, when do you loosen up a bit and throw caution to the wind," Faith asked, looking over at Nicole. "Haught, throwing caution to the wind," Wynonna asked with a laugh, giving Faith a "yeah right" look. Nicole pushed the older Earp playfully, but Wynonna was right, she didn't really have fun like the others did. Not unless you mean binge watching shows on Netflix with Calamity Jane on a Saturday night. Hell, the only time she had ever gotten drunk was with Wynonna at the strip club she had been dragged to. "Haughtshot doesn't do wild fun, she's more of the wake up at eight thirty in the morning and iron her pants type of gal. Faith chuckled before chugging the rest of her beer. "Well then come with me," Faith stated, taking Nicole's wrist and leaving no room for argument. "Oh I have got to see this," Wynonna said, amusement in her tone as she followed them. Waverly took in Faith's hand on Nicole's shoulder as they made it to the bar. She hated the way she was feeling at that moment, her stomach twisting and turning as she watched Nicole laugh at something the new woman had said. "I need fifteen shots of whiskey," Faith stated nonchalantly, looking over as Nicole gasped. "What, five for you, five for me, five for Wynonna," Faith said with a smile as Wynonna expressed her love for their new found friendship. Doc's new bartender filled up the shots with a quickness, before writing a tab down. "Ready," Faith asked, a wide smirk on her face as she handed Nicole a shot glass. Nicole gulped slightly but nodded nonetheless, throwing the shot back after the slayer counted to three. All three girls sat down their respective glasses at the same time, letting out a very flammable gush of air. They repeated the process until all the whiskey was gone. Nicole felt as if she couldn't breathe, her lungs on fire. "Another round," Wynonna asked, looking over at the two. Waverly stood up at that question, making her way over to the two bad influences and a peer pressured Nicole. "I don't think that's a good idea, Faith is our guest for one, so we shouldn't spend her hard earned money, and for two, we have a lot of investigating to do tomorrow," Waverly said, watching as Nicole swayed a bit, already feeling the effects of the alcohol. "Waves, we are grown ass women, we can handle a night of fun," Wynonna said, ordering another round of shots. "I also have a lot of money to spend for such occasions," Faith smiled. Waverly looked to Nicole for help. If anyone out of the three in front of her that would see reason, it'd be Nicole. Tipsy or not. Nicole frowned at Waverly, her eyes trained on her in thought. "Let's do this," Nicole finally slurred, before picking up the next set of shots and downing them quickly. Nicole knew it was childish. She knew of the responsibilities she had tomorrow, yet she still downed the shots, feeling a release of tension she desperately hoped never came back. "This place got any upbeat music," Faith asked Wynonna, earning a smile from the intoxicated woman. Wynonna scurried around the bar and out of view, leaving Waverly, Nicole, and Faith alone. Waverly looked as if she was about to say something to Nicole, until she was cut off by a really loud, bass heavy song. Wynonna danced her way back over to the girls, running her hands through her hair. "Now that's what I'm talking about," Faith gushed, before taking Nicole and Wynonna by the wrists out into the middle of the bar to dance.
Waverly would be lying if she said she was okay with this. Watching her Nicole dancing with this outsider that just so happened to be the exact opposite of Waverly. It didn't help that the dance was very, very seductive. "Wow, nice moves Haughtstuff," Faith purred, taking Nicole's hands and putting them onto her hips. Nicole was by far too intoxicated to make her own decisions now. Nicole held tight onto Faith's hips as the girl swayed to the roaring music. Waverly dug her nails into her palms at the sight of Nicole's hands on Faith's hips. She tried her hardest not to notice the small smirk that was plastered on Nicole's face and the way Faith's hand reached up to hold the back Nicole's neck. She tried, but she failed. Her heart was breaking more and more by the second and she wanted nothing more than to run over and push them apart. She wanted to hug Nicole close to her and never let go. The song finally ended, changing to another upbeat song. Waverly recognized it as the song she did her cheer routine for Nicole to. Nicole stopped abruptly, glancing around, searching for someone. "Wynonna," Nicole called, pushing the Earp as she found her. "Can you change this," Nicole asked, destroying whatever heart Waverly had left. Waverly turned away from the scene and ran back to her seat, grabbing her small, silver, purse. "Waverly, are you okay," Dolls asked, looking her over, deep concern in his voice. Waverly couldn't answer as she fought back tears. "Come on, lets get you home," Dolls said barely above a whisper as he put a hand on Waverly's shoulder. They walked out together, the doors to Shorty's closing behind them. "Do you ever regret something so much, you wanna puke," Waverly asked after a moment. Dolls looked down at her, his eyes soft. "All the time," he stated. "Oh shoot, who's gonna take them home," Waverly asked, looking over her shoulder at the bar. Dolls couldn't help but smile at the small girl. Even with all of this heart break, she was worried about other people, including the one breaking her heart. "I'll come back for them," Dolls said, guiding Waverly to continue to walk away from Shorty's. Waverly followed suit, trying her hardest to get Nicole off of her mind. It didn't work though, not even after she was curled up in bed awaiting sleep.