"He was just here, he left on a bike a few minutes ago! Shit, I should have gotten up sooner, Nicole I froze!" Nicole hears Waverly's panic through the phone. She wishes she could be there to comfort her, but she can't very well tell Wynonna to turn around.
Nicole's instincts kick in and she's now in full cop mode, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"Why would Waverly be hurt?" Wynonna asks.
She points to the road ahead of them while looking Wynonna in the eyes, "Catch up to that bike!"
She nods and they lurch forward, knowing when Sheriff Haught-Stuff is serious.
It seems to settle an all too familiar seed of worry in Wynonna.
"You saw him?" Waverly asks in disbelief.
"I don't see why a bike would almost smash into the side of the truck if he wasn't running from something." Nicole presses.
"That guy attacked Waverly?" Wynonna yelled.
"Just, everybody hang on!" Nicole waved her hand to signal 'stop'. She cant think, her heart is racing and her senses are overloaded with a different conversation happening on each side of her.
She decides to put Waverly on speaker phone to explain what happened, rather than Nicole being the middle man.
They both listen as Waverly explains. She told them how he came out of nowhere, kicked down the front door and held her at knife point "Alice doesn't like her new home."
"He said he was looking for you, Wynonna." She ends quietly.
They were silent for a while. This day was supposed to be easy. A leisure day in bed while Waverly pretends to study, and does everything but. Even the prospect of baby shopping was a realm of normalcy that they could all handle.
Now they have to catch a bike with a pickup, Nicole wonders if that'll even be possible. Would it be better to try and catch them, or rally everyone up and figure out a plan?
Nicole notices that Wynonna's exterior has hardened, per usual. Her jaw, squared, but in spite of her unwavering glare, tears are freely falling.
"Damnit!" She slams the palm of her hand into the radio. The first blow causing the lights to flicker and the second kills the radio completely, re-opening her wound from the night before.
Wynonna exhales slowly and clears her throat, "You okay, baby girl?" She stiffens when Nicole grabs her hand to try and stop the bleeding.
"I'm okay. Follow him and I'll go to the station and let everyone know. There are only two revenants, I wouldn't be surprised if they're working together."
"Wave-"
"I'm fine, baby, I love you."
Wynonna floors the accelerator and Nicole searches the truck for a towel or rag, anything to stop the bleeding. Of all the days for the usually disheveled woman to have a spotless truck.
She pulls off her shoe and takes her sock off. Nicole rips it to shreds and uses the elastic material to wrap around Wynonna's hand and tightens.
It should have hurt, but Wynonna remains stoic.
Not even a snarky comment about Nicole's 'gross fucking foot towel.'
Wynonna thought she was keeping Alice safe by sending her away. How could anyone expect her to raise a child when the the most important decision she would ever make in their life, failed? How could she?
She feels the anger well up inside her, rage, she thought she'd done the right thing by sending Alice away. How did they even find her?
"Were you followed?" She asked suddenly.
"What?"
"How else would they know where she is? I don't even know, I don't even know where I'm fucking going!"
The truck slowed to a halt. They both knew that the odds of them catching up to that bike were nonexistent.
The strongest, most resilient, screwed up woman that Nicole has ever met, and she feels like a witness to her defeat. Wynonna has never backed down from a fight, but right now shes just about belly up.
Nicole wonders if she should tell her that they've been close this whole time. Everyone had assumed that since she was being sent away that it would be far, but it was the exact had actually worked to their advantage until now; Nicole could be there and back in a matter of a few hours and the cavalry thought nothing of it.
They weren't going to catch the bike, but she knows of another place that may help.
"Switch spots with me."
"Oh, what, Sheriff knock-your-socks-off Haught has a plan?" She bites, "Where was this plan this morning when my daughter was being kidnapped?"
Shes had it with this insanity. Nicole gets out of the truck and walks around to the drivers side. She opens the door and forces the mess of a woman over the the passengers seat then starts the truck.
She pulls the door shut with a little more force than necessary, "You're not the only one with a baby to protect."