Wynonna Earp Season 2 is on!
Yeah, this chapter is late. So crazy late that the point of this story is technically kind of passed. Not that I mind. Ep. 1 and Eliza (Rachel Skarsten) were awesome. Even though I think Wynonna is best straight, their flirting and chemistry was hilarious and hot. Ep.2 was a little muddled. Either way, I'm going to stick with my original plot and outline, but a few elements from season 2 may slip in here and there.
Also, you should all look up the ratings. It lost 30% of its viewership as compared to season 1. Were looking at 0.09 viewer share. Enjoy the ride while it lasts folks.
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Waverly found herself back at the homestead alone.
"Not again." This time she was ready. "You're not going to sell me on more fake horrible memories. My sister loves me. She could not conceivably care less if I'm bi. She has no intention of killing me or abandoning me. You want me to scream it to the heavens? Fine."
"Hey!" She exaggeratedly shouted up at the ceiling. "I have a healthy loving relationship with my family! And you know what?" She returned to speaking in a calmer voice. "Yes, I may have been jealous of Willa, but I got over it. So go find someone else to do your dirty work."
The dream sat unchanging after her speech for a few moments. Then the form of Willa appeared in front of her. She was as she looked in the barn that day with Nicole.
"You're one of the… gays?" It said the same thing Willa had.
Waverly rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I think we've established that. You met my girlfriend, remember?"
"Do you truly believe that if Wynonna had wandered into that barn instead of Willa she would have reacted any better? She 'accepts' you because you're the only sister she has left. You heard what she and Willa were talking about in the barn, it was always them. You are just a poor man's Willa, and the moment she accepts that you're not her sister—her real sister—she will leave you again." The spirit taunted her.
She felt the sting of its words. It shouldn't have been surprising that something inside of her head was so adept at hitting her where it hurt, but that did little to prepare her. The truth was that Willa always had been Wynonna's real sister. Waverly was still far too young before Willa was taken, and they were never a real, complete family again afterwards anyway.
She was just living a dream. Bringing herself together with a sister she never really had.
The visage began to smile. It could sense her feelings, follow her train of thought at least partially.
"What are you smiling about? Sure, I'm making myself a dream family: Reliving a childhood that I never got to have because of demons like you. And I'm not ashamed of one single damned bit of that. I will have embarrassing late night confessions with my sister. I will do stupid, irresponsible things. I will be goaded into making uncomfortable confessions about my dating life. If she didn't see me as a sister before, then she will now, because I love her as one. And if she leaves, then I can live with that, because eventually sisters grow up and move away. God knows Wynonna needs to grow up eventually." She chuckled. "Maybe giving her the family she deserved will help do just that."
"If that is what you tell yourself." The mused. "But then, why did you kill her?"
Waverly looked around confused. Lying at her feet was her sister, a bullet hole in her head.
"Ah!"
Once again, she rolled out of bed with a scream. And once again, Wynonna burs into the room. This time she seemed more prepared, just exhaustedly scanning the room with the ridiculously long barrel of Peacemaker.
"Seriously? Again? I guess you couldn't arrange things with Nicole?" She shook her head.
"Uh, well… Let's just say there were some issues." The younger sister awkwardly confessed.
"Really? 'Issues'? Do I have to have a 'talk' with her?" Wynonna offered.
"No!" Waverly shouted flustered. "There will be absolutely no threatening talks with my girlfriend. At least beyond the bare minimum that I'm sure you will somehow find a way to do anyway. We're good, just encountering some… Well, issues."
Wynonna shook her head. "Whatever. I'll leave you two to those 'issues'. We've got to talk about this though. What's with the nightmares? You can't keep going on like this."
Waverly looked torn for a moment. After several seconds of stressed consideration, she spoke up.
"You're probably right. We should talk. Let's go down and grab breakfast."
The two sisters went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast. Once they had both sat down, Waverly was the first to broach the subject at hand.
"So, things have been… hard. Harder than expected."
She wasn't entirely sure what to say, without being able to address being possessed by a demon, but she did know that something had to be said. Wynonna would not give up trying to help anyway.
"I heard you and Willa talking in the barn before; about how it was just the two of you. And the truth is, she was right. We were never really sisters before you came back to town and started shooting up revenants. You coming back gave me the chance to have a real family. Now though, Willa's dead again, you have to run off and save Dolls, and I don't know how long this will last."
Wynonna looked shocked at the outpouring of confession. She walked over and gently placed her hand on Waverly's.
"Hey sis. Look, I can't tell you that you're wrong. I may only be here another month, another week; hell, even if I don't leave I could die tomorrow. Don't think that doesn't cross my mind every day. But no matter how this goes down, I love you: more than Doc, more than Dolls. Not like, in a weird way though." She quickly rushed out, causing Waverly to chuckle. "We're a family now, and you can be damn sure that if I leave you again, that I'm at least going to tell you."
Waverly was warmed by the sincerity in her words.
"She really is learning to care about people again. I'm glad she's in such a good place, since I'm killing her now."
"…"
"Screw you Sentinel."
"Thanks Wynonna." Waverly stood up and hugged her sister.
"No problem kid. Now seriously, are things okay with Haught? I want to know what kind of trouble I can expect to be in for." She smiled.
"It's good. There are just a lot of unexpected roadblocks when you and your girlfriend fight demonic terrors on the side." Waverly shrugged.
"Tell me about it." Wynonna did an exaggerated eye-roll.
"Oh, remember we're supposed to meet Victoria again today. She should be able to tell us where Dolls was taken." Waverly made certain to inform Wynonna before she left.
"Cool. That's totally not going to be awkward."
After breakfast, they both set out for the day. Waverly was finally starting to feel the effects of her recent unemployment from Shorty's/Bobo's/Abandoned ruin serving as an emergency hospital. At first it didn't matter all that much—the loss of bar tending, not Shorty-, things were a little busy. Now her days were empty enough that she was beginning to realize that she wasn't doing much. Continuing to investigate the unpleasant Sentinel phenomena and help Wynonna find Dolls yes, but that only takes up so much time. Also, it continued the distinctly dangerous trend of her not controlling much of her own life.
In the end, she visited Nicole's apartment. One aspect of dating a cop that she was learning to get used to was the long and odd hours. Whether Nicole was available in the morning, noon, or night could change without notice. Technically, shifts were supposed to change every two weeks, but the reality of early mornings and late nights left few predictable days.
"Hey Waverly!" She was greeted with a glowing smile by the tired officer. "I'm glad you made it."
"I wouldn't miss it for the world." She dove in and gave Nicole a kiss on the cheek. "You know I take every opportunity to see my girlfriend when not slaying demon cowboys seriously."
"Well that's good. Because I have something important to ask you." Nicole was clearly both eager and nervous.
Waverly cocked her head curiously. "What?"
"Waverly Earp." The redhead span her around by the shoulders so that she was standing in the middle of her living room. "Will you go on a date with me? Where nobody tries to kill us?"
The shorter woman felt like her heart could burst.
"Yes! Of course."
"Good. I was worried we had jumped the ship on the actual dating phase. Which would be awful. Think about it, if you loved seeing me in a dress, imagine how I must have felt seeing something as stunningly beautiful as you all dressed up." Nicole did that heartwarming, loving smile she was so good at.
"You say that like you don't know you're immensely hot. Which is funny when you knew very well you had me about two seconds after you first walked into a room with me." Waverly flirted with her girlfriend, another simple pleasure she was starting to enjoy.
Nicole laughed gently. "We, I don't like to brag. Anyway, if you're free day after tomorrow, then I can make it. I found a few great places in the big city we can do. Oh wait!"
She suddenly leered at Waverly teasingly and leaned forward to whisper in her ear.
"I forgot: The thing you want to do most is me." She jokingly referred to Waverly's interesting choice of romantic confession back when they first got together.
The Earp sister smacked her playfully.
"I admitted that my choice of words may have been… awkward. So there is no need to tease me about it." She could already tell by the redhead's smile that that would not be the case. "Now that you've ruined the moment maybe I don't feel like that date anymore."
"Really?" Nicole cocked her brow in amused skepticism.
"Fine." Waverly conceded. "Maybe you haven't ruined it that much."
She leaned in, much like Nicole just had, and caught the redhead's lips in a kiss.
"Maybe we can make another moment." She whispered while briefly pulling back from the kiss.
Nicole went along and allowed the make out to happen for a few minutes before gently pushing Waverly back.
"Sorry." She sadly smiled. "But no going farther while you're being spied on."
Waverly pouted, but seeing that Nicole wouldn't budge grudgingly agreed.
"Fine. It's going to be hard to wait until we can get this thing out of me though."
Nicole nodded understandingly.
"Anyway," She chose to change the topic to distract herself from the urge to take things further. "We should be able to start operation rescue Dolls today. Victoria will fill us in later."
"Nice. Still don't know how any of us are going to pull off an assault on a military prison." Nicole dryly observed.
"Hopefully we won't have to. She suggested she might have a plan to help us out." Waverly responded, referring to the bruja.
"That's a relief. Want some tea?"
They had started a sort of tradition of drinking tea at Nicole's place when she had free time. The simultaneous presence of tea and Nicole's cat made her feel a little bit like an old lady, but she wasn't one to let herself be judged by society's fear of old spinsters. Cats are adorable and tea with your girlfriend can be a precious simple pleasure in a complicated life.
Part way through their idle chatter she remembered a question she had been wanting to ask.
"Hey, now that we're officially together I think it's safe to ask personal questions."
The redhead looked amused. "Of course Waverly. I think you know you can ask anything you want."
"Is there any significance behind the green ring you were? I know just about everyone has wondered. Victoria seemed to think it was a wedding ring, which was all kinds of weird." She recounted.
"This?" Nicole lifted her hand showing off the silvery band ringed with round green stones. "It's a prayer ring. My parents were kind of spiritual, and I thought it looked nice."
Waverly smiled. "It does."
After their relaxing time together, Waverly went into the big city to stock up on supplies for the homestead while Nicole went to work. Eventually, the time for the meeting over where and how to locate Dolls approached, so she returned home to join Wynonna.
Strangely, when she got there she encountered a smiling Wynonna waiting for her.
"Hey, what's up Sis? I thought you would be dreading this meeting." Waverly inquired confusedly after she drove up.
"That? Oh yeah, I still hate the thought of seeing the witch again. I just had a pretty great day though, so that's tiding me over." Wynonna hopped in the pickup's passenger seat and signaled her to get driving.
"What, did a bus full of horny Calvin Klein models stop in town or something?" Waverly joked.
"Really?" Wynonna cocked a brow. "Keep practicing Wave's, your jokes are still just a little rusty."
"Okay, fine." The younger sister acknowledged. "What was it actually then? Not much happens around her other than demon attacks, and those are pretty boring by now."
"Oh, you know. Going around town, having a few drinks, chatting with Nicole." The elder Earp smiled widely and deviously.
"You didn't." Waverly nearly slammed the break in horror.
"Hell yeah I did." Wynonna responded with almost frightening enthusiasm. "I'm trying to be a good big sister now, and that includes making sure no weirdos or assholes get their hands on my baby sister."
"Actually, I can date who I want…" Waverly tried to explain.
"Well I'm expected to try. I did a pretty poor job getting rid of Champ, didn't I?"
With barely a moment's thought, Waverly did have to concede that point.
"Anyway, no need to worry about it. I just had a little chat with her. We got along great. Which shows just how much I care about my baby sis, that I would actually have a meeting with law enforcement end with no arrests or humiliating pranks done to either party."
"What did you talk about?" Waverly gritted her teeth and tried to stay cool and not kill her sister.
And this time it had nothing to do with the voice in her head.
"Well…" Wynonna started.
Wynonna was waiting on an empty street corner. Fortunately, just like everything else, there weren't a lot of streets in Purgatory. She knew roughly when Officer Haught would pass by.
And pass by she did. One of the towns only three police vehicles could be seen driving slowly down the street, surveying empty roads that should be peaceful, and yet—like everything on that corrupted town—were surprisingly violent.
Wynonna waved the car down the moment she was certain that Nedley wasn't in it (no need for that kind of awkwardness).
"Earp?" Haught leaned her head out the window and curiously asked. "You look like you're waiting for someone."
"Good detective work Haughtstuff, I'm waiting for you. We need to talk."
She walked straight up to the passenger side of the police car and tapped her foot until the redhead let her in. She seemed so confused that it looked for a moment like she might just drive away, before ultimately relenting and unlocking the door, allowing Wynonna to hop into the passenger seat.
"So, you're dating Waverly." She opened with a tone of caution. It was most definitely not phrased as a question.
"Yes. Me and Waverly are officially dating." Nicole replied. The question had at least clarified the reason for this visit.
"Cool." Wynonna pulled a bottle out of her coat and tossed it across the seat into Haught's lap. "There, might as well have a drink."
"I can't drink on duty." Wynonna nearly laughed at how incredulous the officer looked. "And wait… Do you keep beer in your coat?! Who the hell does that?"
"Only when I know I'm going to have to talk about serious shit. I don't do well with feelings when sober. Oh, and last time we got drunk you were on duty." She reminded her.
"I was on desk duty in the middle of the night." The redhead explained. "It was glorified building-sitting."
"Whatever, suit yourself." The Earp cracked open her own bottle and gulped from it.
"So how did you and Waverly get together?" She began the questioning. "She didn't exactly seem-"
"How would you know how she 'seemed'? You just came back after years long absence. I've known her as she is today as long as you have." Nicole pointedly remarked.
"Look you can go-" Wynonna wasted no time starting to give the officer a piece of her mind.
Nicole, however, quickly interrupted to placate her.
"No! God no, Wynonna. I wasn't trying to judge you." Her hands nervously shot up in a gesture of surrender. "I pretty much left my own family behind to come here. I understand that things can be… difficult. It's just that I'm not sure either of us fully understand Waverly yet, and I think we're both trying still."
"Yeah." Wynonna sighed. "You pretty much hit the nail on the head."
"So," She took another swig of her beer. "You never answered the question: How did it happen?"
Now it was Nicole's turn to sigh as she wistfully looked back over her time with Waverly.
"It started like a lot of other people's story I'm sure. I saw her one day and she just seemed special. More alive than everyone else around here. So I tried to… woo her for lack of a better word."
"It shouldn't have been hard. Not to inflate your ego, but you are miles ahead of anything else Waverly has dated." Wynonna plainly offered.
"Considering Champ, I can't even deny that myself." Nicole agreed.
"Now for the hard part." Wynonna said after another gulp of beer. "How do you plan to keep this without both of you getting hurt? Waverly has never been shy about the fact that she wants to leave this place behind. You're a cop, it's not so easy to just up and relocate."
"I don't know. It's not all going to be easy, neither of us are pretending that. Some bridges you just have to cross when you reach them." She shrugged. "Also, I'm not sure how much of this is your business."
Wynonna scoffed. "Protecting my little sister is my business. Plus, a cop might not be making my Christmas card list anytime soon, but I don't exactly want to see you heading straight for heartbreak either. You are vaguely like a friend."
Nicole felt a little warm inside at those words. She knew it was going to be a while until Wynonna warmed up to the idea of normal friends considering how much effort she put into running away from any kind of relationship.
"You too work out those relationship goals. I'm not going to interfere. Break up, make up, have lots of hot sex. I don't care what relationship drama happens. I'm only obligated to point out that if you do hurt Waverly—in any real way—I have a really big gun, it can kill anything, and I'm hella good with it by now."
Wynonna stared at her seriously for a few seconds making the redhead fell uncomfortable. Then she broke out laughing.
"I've always really wanted to embarrass Wave's by doing that. I feel crazy big-sisterly now. Good talk."
She then immediately hopped out of the car.
Wynonna basically recounted the whole experience to Waverly. Obviously, she left out a few parts and embellished a few others, but essentially the whole thing was told accurately.
"You did not." Waverly said for the third time. This one like a command while tightly gripping the steering wheel.
"I think we just established that I did." Wynonna grinned.
"You threatened my girlfriend and meddled in my personal life for fun." She nearly shouted.
"Exactly like a big sister should." The older Earp seemed very self-satisfied.
"I don't know why I continue helping to keep you alive." Waverly sighed.
"Probably because you love me." Wynonna jokingly kissed her on the cheek.
"Somehow, yes." Waverly conceded.
The two continued to drive towards Victoria's mostly in silence. When they got there, Nicole's police car was again waiting. Doc was also leaning on it this time. Both Earp sisters were quite surprised.
"What are you doing here?" Waverly sprinted up to the car's window and quizzically addressed her girlfriend inside.
"I can find an excuse to swing my job to let me in on my girlfriend's adventures." The redhead chuckled. "While I was at it I convinced Doc that he should hear what he's going to be dragged in on anyways."
"Ladies." The cowboy tipped his hat.
"Well if the gang is all here, let's do this." Wynonna declared as she ushered them all towards the door.
The group knocked on the door, and once again it was opened by the now familiar witch,
"Welcome. Please come in." She ushered them in, greeting each one with a nod. Except Wynonna, for whom she gently grabbed and kissed the back of her hand. The Earp was caught too off guard to pull it away. Rather than start another fight with the smiling witch, who was at least no longer directly harassing her (albeit only in revenge for her own harassment), she decided on a different approach to possibly get revenge on the bruja. With a wicked smile of her own she popped the top several buttons of her blouse, revealing more than a little of her chest to the woman. By standing carefully however, and using her leather jacket, none of her other companions noticed. Her smile grew when she for the first time saw Victoria caught off guard as her eyes suddenly widened.
Once they were all standing in the room, the host tried to collect her composure and addressed them.
"I have located Xavier Dolls. He is detained at a secret military facility approximately 92 miles southeast of here." She pulled a map out from a drawer at the bottom of the display case in the room and marked down a location.
"As I mentioned when I first accepted the job, the facility is heavily warded, both physically and magically. There is no way you could step onto the base undetected, even should you find some clever plan, their magical sensors would find you."
"So basically you're saying this was all a waste of time and we're back to my original plan of shoot our way in." Wynonna observed in frustration.
"No. Not unless you want to die and have your souls fed to their prisoners." The witch deadpanned. "No, I have found you a possible way in. Where such a collection of magical creatures as Purgatory exists, other magic is sure to cluster." She explained.
"Some magical objects were brought here by Bobo, others by Clootie or the Blacksmith. No matter the source though, many useful arcane artifacts litter the triangle. One such item is a brooch used to prevent magical detection. That particular object could allow you to infiltrate Black Badge."
"Well then, I do believe the only remaining question left to ask is where are we to find this piece of mystical couture?" Doc finally spoke up.
"There is a revenant-" She started.
"Of course there is." Wynonna mumbled.
"-with the ability to shapeshift. A card shark and fraudster in life, he uses the brooch to prevent anyone from seeing through his disguises." She finished.
"Why Johnny Ball you rat bastard. I wondered how that one was doing now. As cowardly as he ever was I see." Doc seemed more bemused than anything after immediately guessing the revenant's identity.
"So you can find him?" Wynonna asked, hoping his outburst meant he would already have a plan.
"I most definitely doubt that. Wyatt barely could, and he was always more the detective. Ball was so slippery he could sell snake oil to snakes. I will say this though: I'm dead certain he is squirming over being stuck in one place for longer than it takes to run the first scam."
"Obviously what I just told you means that I cannot track him for you." Victoria concluded. "From here it is up to you how to acquire this object, and to rescue your friend. Be wary though. In such places many unexpected dangers may come from without and within." She tore her eyes away from Wynonna long enough to subtly tilt her head towards Waverly. The younger Earp subtly cringed.
"Right. Shapechanging revenant. Mysterious object. We got this covered." Wynonna spoke up. "Thanks for the help." She pulled the bruja into a sincere hug.
"Really, thank you. I know I was a shitty customer, but you went beyond to help us. It takes a good person to do that. Witch or not." She thanked Victoria from the bottom of her heart.
She was elated after all; this was her chance to get Dolls back. They had a plan, a solid course of action to follow, and a real chance.
"You're welcome…" Victoria for her part was a little taken back. The fact Wynonna had not fixed her blouse yet meant that the hug she found herself in was a little bit distracting.
"Alright then. I guess I'll get researching this shapeshifter and see if I can't come up with anything." Waverly piped up as Wynonna let the bruja out of the hug.
"And I'll check the local criminal records." Nicole spoke for the first time since entering the house. "If he was a lifelong scam artist like you said, then he should have left a paper trail even, or especially, since becoming a revenant."
With the plan of action set, the group began to give their goodbyes and shuffle out. Once they were out of the house Waverly turned to her sister, who had subtly buttoned her shirt back up on the way out.
"Victoria seemed a little bit off today. Do you have any idea what might have been going on?"
"Beats me." Wynonna shrugged before turning away to hide a wicked smile.
Not much voice in the head this chapter. More teasing a queer witch than is healthy though. Also, anyone stoked for a Wayhaught date? We haven't actually gotten one in the show. Let's see if I can't fix that
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