When Nicole turned 14 and her parents started having problems, Nicole started to change. She no longer wanted to be a police officer, which had been her dream her entire life, and she started getting in trouble in school. Her grades kept getting worse and worse, and by 16 she had even spent a week or two in juvie. All until one day, she saw her grandfather working on his car in the garage. He had moved in with her and her father after his wife passed away. What interested Nicole was the way he seemed to actually be happy doing something that required so much work, so she sat and watched him for a while, tighting bolts and connecting wires, until finally she got closer, leaning against the side of the car beside him. Before she knew it, her leather jacket had come off, her sleeves rolled up, and she was getting her hands dirty helping him. She became hooked on fixing cars, hanging around local shops, learning anything she could about them. Before long, she was the best mechanic in the large neighborhood, and everyone was coming to her for everything from oil changes to complete engine changes. Now, here in Purgatory, she was glad for the peacefulness of this town, without all the hustle and bustle.

As she worked on yet another pickup truck from the 70's, she thought about Waverly and how she needed to be careful. She still doubted that Waverly was flirting at all, but she couldn't help but wonder... Nicole shook her head and wiped her brow. Waverly is straight. Thats all there is to it. Just last night she heard Wynonna, Waverlys sister, talking about some guy named Champ and how she was glad that Waverly broke things off with him. He sounded like a douchebag. What kind of a name is Champ anyways? But thats besides the point. Waverly is not into you like that, she probably is just being nice to the new girl in town.

Nicole stepped out of the shower, finally clean and smelling better too. She left the towel on the floor and walked to her room to decide what to wear. Even tho she hadn't known Waverly very long, Nicole knew she would probably be pretty dressed up, so Nicole didn't want to feel underdressed. She decided on her best looking jeans, ACDC shirt and black dress blazer. And for shoes it was either her dirty vans, or her cleanish vans, so she chose the ladder. Looking at herself in the mirror, she sighed. This isn't a date, calm down Haught. She then heard a knock on the door. Here we go.

Nicole opened the door, and there in front of her, stood Waverly Earp, looking absolutely perfect in a tiny skirt and as always a blouse that was cropped. Did this girl own anything that wasn't cropped? This is not a date, this is not a date, this is not a date, Nicole kept repeating silently.

"Hey there, you clean up nice," Waverly said with a little wave. "Are we taking your car?" she asked, starting for the front door of the shop.

"Sure, if you dont mind an old pickup," Nicole said, grabbing her keys on the way out the door.

"I may not look like one, but i am a country girl," Waverly replied, gesturing to herself and giggling. "So, where are we headed?"

"Like I said, I'd have to kill you if I told you," Nicole smirked, opening the truck door for Waverly then walking around to the driver side.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to wait, huh?"

"Yes, im afraid you will." Nicole laughed, starting the truck and putting it into gear.

They drove for a while, just talking about anything and everything, from music to dreams and everything in between. When they arrived at the bar, they both felt like they had known each other for years. The bar wasn't too crowded, which was nice, and Nicole watched as Waverly looked around. There were books and records and posters and comics lining all the walls, shelves and tables. It was dimly lit, and you could see people sitting on the couches and love seats on their computers or cuddled up together sipping on their drinks while soft 90's rock played in the background.

"Its not just a bar or lounge, you can actually buy these books and records. They also have a live music night. This is my kind of scene," Nicole said handing Waverly her drink and sitting down beside her.

"This is really cool Nic," Waverly said, trying out the nickname for the first time. Nicole liked the sound of it. Just then she noticed a girl coming toward her that was all too familiar.

"Oh God," Nicole said, trying to sink lower in the couch and hiding her face.

"What, whats wrong?" Waverly asked, placing a hand on Nicoles arm.

"A woman is about to come up to us, and I want to apologise ahead of time."

"Apologise? Apologise for what?" Waverly asked, now looking concerned. By that time the woman had noticed Nicole and was standing in front of them.

"Well, Nicole Haught. I thought you had moved to a nowhere town, I didn't think I would see you here again," the woman said, hand on hip.

"Hi there Shae, im surprised to see you here, seeing as you never liked this place. Im just showing a friend of mine where I used to come for a drink," Nicole motioned to Waverly. "Waverly, this is Shae, Shae, this is Waverly."

"Its nice to meet you Shae," Waverly said, holding out her hand for Shae to shake it. Shae just looked at it.

"Friend my ass Nicole, this is exactly what you did with me," she said. Then, leaning down to Waverly, she said, "Take my advice and stay clear away from this one, she's trouble." Then standing up, she took one last look at Nicole a walked off.

"I am so sorry, shes crazy, I shouldn't have brought you here," Nicole started rambling. Waverly put her hand back on Nicoles arm.

"Its ok, its ok," she laughed nervously. "What was that about though?"

"Ill tell you on the ride home, ok?" Nicole said nervously.

"Ok, lets finish our drinks and get out of here," Waverly said with a wink.