Wynonna was sitting on the railing of porch, staring out at the open country. She couldn't believe the wheels that were turning in her mind. A few hours ago she had been trying to run from her "destiny" and now she was embracing it? Really?

Waverly came out and walked up to the railing, grabbing it with her hands and leaning. "Gus is getting discharged tomorrow. I put fresh flowers in her bedroom." They silent for a moment then Waverly sighed, "God! What happened to Wyatt Earp to make us...deserve this?"

Neither of them said anything, because neither of them knew the answer.

After a while Waverly finally said, "You're really staying this time, aren't you?"

"That's why they call it a curse." Wynonna replied.

Just then Sam's van pulled up.

"Well, looks like you're not the only one sticking around." Waverly observed.

"The one person who might be as screwed up as we are." Wynonna said.

"Great butt though." Waverly replied.

"Yep." Wynonna agreed.

"Hey, Wynonna," Sam said, "Is there anywhere we can go to talk?"

"Sure," Wynonna said, leaping over the railing, "Be back in a minute, Waves."

"So you're really doing this?" Sam asked, "You're really staying to fight the Revenants?"

"Why does everyone find that so hard to believe?" Wynonna asked.

"Because you were trying to flee just a day ago?" Sam pointed out.

"Yeah, well, I'm starting to think maybe you were right." Wynonna replied, "There's no running from this thing so I might as well face it head on."

"I actually have something that could help with that." Sam said, handing her a compact leather rectangle.

Wynonna opened it up, revealing a set of credentials with her picture on it. "Ah, Sam," She said, "When I did I become an U. S. Marshall?"

"When I made that badge for you." Sam replied giving her rather cheeky smile.

Wynonna smiled back, but she shook her head. "No. Sorry, just-no."

"Come on." Sam encouraged, "It'll be the only way to keep up with the crap these guys pull in town, it really opens doors." He then pulled Wynonna's necklace out of his coat, "Snuck this out of evidence for you."

"Thanks," Wynonna replied, taking the necklace and putting on, "Suppose, I was opened to this idea, which I'm not saying I am, how would we explain why we're here?"

"We are part of a special task force to help with the recent murders." Sam explained.

"Well, don't you have everything worked out?" Wynonna replied. She palled with the creditientials in her hands silently for a few moments before saying, "Sam thank you, for coming with me. You know, covering us from the trees."

"No problem." Sam replied, "So?"

"Sam, why are you doing this?" Wynonna asked.

"Doing what?" Sam asked.

"Helping us," Wynonna answered, "Coming with me to save Waverly, getting me this," She held up the badge, "Sticking around. I mean, you barely know us, you don't have any skin in this game. So, why?"

"You're not the only one who's family's cursed," Same replied, "We never really got a chance to move on from it, and now everyone's dead so...we never will. I just think you to deserve that chance. You both do."

Wynonna was quiet for a moment, taking it in. "Well then, pleasure working with you, Deputy Winchester."

"Actually, it's Deputy Jones, officially," Sam informed her, "But you, too, Deputy Earp."