Nicole opened her eyes to a bright light, shining through curtains she didn't recognize. Thought she was barely awake she noticed she was in a bed she didn't recognize either. She sat up looking around the room, she saw posters of puppies and kittens, flower wallpaper, and an antique bookshelf. Looking at the bed she was seated in she noticed a note lying next to her. She picked it up feeling the smooth paper under her fingers. Hey Nicole, It's Waverly. If I'm not in the room when you wake up just come downstairs, I thought maybe we could have breakfast. The note was short, but at the end there was a lipstick mark in the shape of a kiss. Nicole put the note down and slid out of bed and towards her bag she noticed on the floor, neatly placed next to her shoes. As she opened the bag she noticed all her clothes here in there. I'm wearing Waverly's shirt! She thought, maybe she put it on before she went to sleep. The night before was a blur, the last thing she remembered was kissing Waverly on the field in the evening. Smiling at the memory, she stood up, leaving her clothes in the bag, and took the note down stairs.
Walking down the stairs Nicole heard Waverly grunt in pain and she jump the last four step and darted to the kitchen. She saw Waverly holding her own hand and swearing under her breath. Nicole stepped closer to Waverly, taking her hand and frantically looking around the kitchen for a towel. She saw a damp cloth resting on the faucet of a sink, she grabbed it and wrapped Waverly's hand to stop the bleeding. Nicole was so focused on tending to Waverly, she didn't notice that the girl she was tending to was laughing hysterically.
"Nicole, it's okay. It's a tiny cut, I'm not gonna die." Waverly stood on her tippy toes to kiss the taller girl. The two stayed there for a while, lips locked neither wanting to move. Waverly explored the surface of Nicole's mouth with her tongue. Knowing they were alone for the day, Waverly decided to break away, saving the pleasure for later.
Nicole sat down at the table, that Waverly had set. As Waverly brought the last of the food to the table she noticed Nicole waiting patiently, but clearly wanting to eat. Waverly washed her hands and sat down at the table gesturing for Nicole to eat. The two sat in silence, enjoying the breakfast that was now almost gone. Waverly didn't eat much, she sat there watching as an adorable deputy filled her stomach, thanking Waverly constantly for the food. This is how it could be, we could be together, she could eat the food I make her, and I would never get tired of making for her. Waverly knew she had only known the officer for a few days, but she could see years into her ideal future with Nicole. Waverly wanted kids, she wanted her own house (she wanted to live in the homestead, without Wynonna or Gus intruding in her personal life every five minutes), she now realized she wanted that with Nicole.
"Waves," Waverly didn't notice Nicole trying to tell her something. "Waverly, you there?"
"Yeah, sorry." Waverly stood up from her chair and walked around the table to stand behind Nicole. She wrapped her hands around Nicole neck and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "What?" Nicole turned around to face Waverly, looking her in the eye with a soft smile.
"Never mind." Nicole stood up breaking Waverly's grip. Nicole went in for another kiss, but she pulled away once again. "But I do have to go to work."
Smiling at Waverly she hoisted the small brunette into her waist. Waverly let out a surprised yelp. Nicole carried her to the couch, were she gave her one last kiss before walking up the stairs to change into her uniform.
After Nicole got changed she gave Waverly one last kiss before heading to work. When she reached the station she saw the Waverly's sister, Wynonna standing in the doorway to an office next to her own. "Hey, Wynonna!" Nicole waved at the girl as she walked towards her. Wynonna looked up from her work to see Nicole standing in front of her. She looked the red head up and down the grabbed her arm and dragged her into the nearest interrogation room. She turned the light on and lightly pushed Nicole into the chair opposite of her. As Wynonna sat down she began to ask Nicole questions about herself. Where are you from? Why are you here? Let me see your ID. Why did you cut your hair? How long have you been in Purgatory? Why are you a cop?
Wynonna was moving so fast, Nicole only caught about half of the questions, then suddenly Wynonna stopped and pulled out her phone. Nicole still confused as to why she was here, decided to speak. "Uh, why are we in here?"
Wynonna put down her phone, and looked up at Nicole. Wynonna's eyes fixed on Nicole's. The light tapping of Wynonna's fingernails against the table made Nicole uncomfortable. "I've been watching over my baby sister since she was born, I'm not gonna let some cop," the word came out of her mouth in a harsh tone, like she had a rough past with them. "Fool with my sister, before I know every detail about their life." Wynonna leaned forward, the legs of the old table groaning under her weight. Nicole was trying to keep it cool while she talked about her life to Wynonna. She talked about how she was in the coast guard for most of her time in law enforcement, and how she moved to Purgatory to get away from the sea. She told Wynonna about being hospitalised at 20 years old after her legs were almost blown off her body by an explosion on the coast. Though she was still uncomfortable with Waverly dating a cop, Wynonna was intrigued by Nicole's tales of the sea. The two talked for almost 30 minutes before Wynonna got a text from waverly.
"Oh, shit!" The older Earp exclaimed. The text read Sorry to bother you Wynonna, but I'm in the abandoned barn at the edge of our property, being held hostage by a freaky witch who looks like Mercedes! Waverly had a tendency to babble, even when it comes to text. "What?" asked Nicole. Standing up Wynonna gestured for Nicole to follow her out the door. "Waves is in trouble."