I'm so sorry for the wait! Work has been nuts and promotions mean more paperwork(yuck). I hope you guys are ready for more chapters! I can't wait to get the story going again.
No I don't own Wynonna Earp or any music or ... you know, all those beautiful things. Love me some Emily Andras and our shit-show!
Ok, enough of all that. Let's get back into the story shall we?
Chapter 6 : Doughnuts and Debriefing
"Motherfuckingpieceofshitkickingsonofabi-" Wynonna is cut off by a amused Dolls standing in the doorway of their shared hotel room, arms crossed, watching her struggle with her locked gun safe he insisted they have,"What are you looking at all tall dark and smirky?"
He shakes his head, "You know, I think if you put in the combination, or use the backup key I gave you, it just may work better than yelling profanities at it."
She scoffs, "Yeah like you'd know. Why the hell do I need to put my gun in the damn safe anyway? I haven't this whole damn time we've been working."
He sighs and takes a couple steps forward, unlocking the safe easily as she mutters under her breath, "Showoff."
He puts his finger on his chin then points towards her, "Well, if you remember correctly, when we were in the tent for surveillance and you had it under your pillow, you went to adjust your pillow and discharged it into that gentleman's leg-"
She sets the gun on the bed and glares at him, waving her hand in his direction as she pulls the holster off the bedpost, "Oh please, that was one time. It barely grazed his mountain-man ass and he was too scared of me to press charges."
"Not the point Wynonna." Shaking his head, he pulls out his own firearms, sliding them into their holsters, "I mean you do want to still keep working and putting away these lowlifes correct?"
Grumbling as she straps on her holster, she rolls her eyes, "Obviously. Ok. I get it. Follow at least a couple rules or I'm back to waiting tables or stripping. Got it brotato chip."
Turning to grab the doughnut she had been eating before her struggle with the safe, she takes a bite, "So do you want to go over the intel I got? Or would you rather dad-lecture me first."
Dolls takes a donut out of the bag and sits at the small table in the room where they have there pictures and case files laid out, pulling out his pen, "Let's have it."
She sits opposite him and moans into another bite of doughnut, "Ok. So remember I went to that sketchy ass biker bar on the outskirts of town and by the edge of the woods?"
He nods so she continues, "So one of my good ol' CIs from back in the day is bartending there and still an absolute smoke show B-T-dubbs. Anyway, so Rosita says that there has been a new influx of different patrons coming in lately."
Getting up, she grabs the bottle of whiskey off the table and pours herself a glass, coming back over to sit down, pulling out another doughnut and taking a bite. After washing down the doughnut with a swig of whiskey, she continues, "So there's like 3 different people that come and sit at the same table for the majority of the night. Like they're on a rotation or something." Taking another bite, she swallows, "So they sit there all night and only order drinks, no food. Which is balls because their bar food is bomb."
Dolls stops writing and looks up at her pointedly, "yeah yeah. I know but I figured it was pertinent so calm your tits. Ok, so they sit there and these random new patrons come in, sit down for a couple minutes, exchange what she thinks is money for a small card, like the size of a business card, then get up and leave."
After she takes another healthy gulp of whiskey, she runs her hand through her hair, "I guess towards the end of the night, they head out without a word and leave a bitchin' tip of like 100 bucks. They are cleaned up nice, on their phones the majority of the time, and always sit at the same table. It's almost like the owner might be getting a cut of whatever is going on because Rosita says how weird it is they always seem to get the same table."
He gets done writing and taps his pen on the notebook, "And this Rosita, she doesn't think this is any of Bobo's crew?"
Wiping the newly acquired powdered sugar off the front of her shirt, she shakes her head, "Nope. She says they aren't anyone she knows to be associated with Bobo and that they aren't that type of creep. More uptown creep with a misplaced superiority complex. Oh and the woman that sits there is a major uppity bitch that is particularly snobbish when it comes to her drinks."
He nods, writing more down before setting down his pen, "You trust everything she's telling you? You don't think she's just messing with you because you're out there fishing?"
Rolling her eyes, she continues to eat, "She's smart and she knows everything that goes on in that place. Trust me, she definitely is a good source. I never had anything she told me come back false. Plus, she still owes me from back in the day when I got a bunch of charges thrown out."
He nods, standing with the notebook, "Sounds like we will be spending some time out there then. Good work Earp."
She gasps theatrically, "Oh my heavens! Did I just get a compliment from the boss-man? Goodness me I just may faint from shock!"
Holding back his smirk, he shakes his head, "Don't get used to it Earp. We will head out tonight at 2200."
She stands quickly and mock-salutes him, "sir yes sir! 2200 sharp! Tits and ass at attention and ready to go sir!"
As he closes the door with a huff, she laughs, sitting back in her chair, finishing up the last doughnut and the remainder of the glass of whiskey.
After a few minutes, she taps her fingers on the table and looks at her phone, "Looks like I've got all day to myself then."
Picking up the bottle of whiskey, she thinks to herself for a few seconds before setting it back down, "Time to take this hot piece of ass on the road."
She gets up and changes quick, pulling out her phone, texting Waverly, 'Hey babygirl! You up to hang today or are you doing some sort of charity work?'
Her phone lights up and when she opens the screen, she sees her sister's quick response, 'Hey Nonna! I totally would but I am going to help a friend move today from the city. Maybe later after we get back? Or tomorrow?'
"I see how it is, bitch at me for ditching you all this time and now it's payback. Ugh." She runs her hand through her hair before she smirks, 'Hot date huh? What does Chump think of that?' 'Oh and is the cowboy at shorty's today orrrrrrr?'
After a few seconds, her phone goes off multiple times, 'Date?' 'Who said it was a date?' 'Did you talk to Doc?' 'Just helping her out.' 'Oh and yes your mustached booty-call is there today.'
Laughing, she grabs her keys and walks out to her bike, swinging her leg over, 'Wow. HER Huh? When is the wedding? Who is this mystery woman that you're all flustered about?'
There's a long pause and the indicator showing she is typing, then erasing, then typing. Wynonna raises her eyebrows, "Well I guess I called that one. Good for you baby sis. Didn't know she was into girls."
The messages finally come through and she smiles, 'OMG NONNA STAAAAP!' 'She is just a friend. And seems really nice.' 'And is Nedley's new deputy.'
Starting the bike, she laughs, 'Wow. So you do like her. And you're going to ride out to the city with her?! Get it girl!' 'Wait. Is it Haught-stuff?'
'OMG Wynonna.' 'Please don't say anything!' 'Idk if I do or not.' 'Plus I'm in a relationship.'
She scoffs, 'Fuck that. Chump is a POS and you know it.' 'I'm headed into town and taking the bike but let me know how the date goes!' 'Oh and spare me the gory details of your clam diving please.'
'NONNA OMG. I'll ttyl. You're being ridiculous.' 'Love you jerk.'
'Love you too babygirl!'
She slides her phone in her pocket and heads toward town, easily maneuvering the bike into town and parking out front of Shorty's.
Hopping off the bike, she fixes her hair and adjusts herself looking down at her cleavage, "Alright ladies. Time for mamma to have a little fun."
There's the new chapter guys! Love me some feisty Wynonna. Lol.
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