That Which Could Never Be

The Dream

Wynonna opened her eyes to find herself on one knee in front of Haught looking up at the ginger goddess who had tears in her gorgeous eyes while she tried to contain her delighted gasp with her free hand. She looked around and recognized their location. They were at Nicole's former desk where they had their first heart to heart and their first shared drink. They were alone, but dressed to the nines as if out on a date, Wynonna in a tight floor length dress that was currently being rumples in her position half on the floor and Nicole was in a smart tight fitting suit and jacket ensemble with her long hair tied back in a neat braid down her back. She didn't remember the moments before. Only being in the barn when and Nicole coming to fetch wine for her and Waverly's dinner and then Bulshar was there, blowing some sort of dust in there faces. Next thing she knew, here she was proposing to her best friend, not that she'd ever told Haught that fact. But somehow it felt right, she had never had any problems with her sexuality and she would be lying if she said she didn't find Officer McHaughty attractive, but she had always been off limits. Waverly had staked her claim early and Wynonna had sacrificed more for Waverly than the small crush she had had on the redhead.

Now though, kneeling here memories of her sister were getting difficult to conjure up. Hell even Bulshar was far from her mind as she waited for Nicole to answer the question she must have asked. And an answer she did receive, which had her leaping up and grabbing Nicole in a huge hug, spinning the taller girl around in delight then settling her down and sweeping up her delighted grin with a kiss that put all her previous kisses with others to shame. The taste of Nicole Haught was the single most amazing thing she had experienced. There was no battle for dominance in their kiss that Wynonna was used to. But there was an intensity in their embrace, a promise for forever and a security that she had never felt before, with anyone.

As they broke apart she was graced with the most gorgeous smile as she spoke. "This is the happiest day of my life," she admitted in a quiet whisper against Wynonna's lips. "Thank you for make my dreams come true."

Wynonna pulled back to look at her in amazement. "I should be the one thanking you Nicole," she replied earnestly. "When I came back to Purgatory and found out that the curse was real and not something in my head like the doctors had said, I didn't really expect to survive," she shrugged as she avoided eye contact with her goddess. "There was no one here waiting for me, Dolls was a dick and Doc was, well Doc…" she smiled bitterly as the memories flooded back. "Mama had long ago taken Waverly and fled the country leaving me to deal with the fucking curse," some tears leaked out of the corner of her eyes that Nicole gently brushed away. "And thought, what better way to go down than fighting these fucking revenants till my dying breath, in a blaze of glory and all that. I thought if nothing else it would give the towns people something to talk about; the town fuck up taking out Bobo Del Rey and his ilk Kamakaze style." She shook her head at the crazy thoughts that had circled her head when she had come home and found that everyone had cut and run.

"But then I met you," she continued with a smile shining through her tears. "Nicole Delilah Haught…"

"Not my middle name but continue," she replied with a smile through her own tears. To which Wynonna just smirked at her.

"But you gave me hope and you loved me without asking for more. You let me fuck up with Doc and Dolls but then you went with me to confront one of my biggest mistakes of drunk sleeping with a revenant but you held no judgment in your eyes. You were the shoulder that was always there for me, even when I fucked up again and again. But you gave me the biggest gift of them all that they when I got the courage to ask you out and you said yes…"

"Well I said that it took you long enough, Earp but semantics…"

Wynonna nodded her agreement. "Yeah, it did take me too long but Nicole I needed to make those mistakes with them so that I wouldn't fuck up with you, because the gift that you gave me that day was the most precious thing you could have given me; What you gave me that day," she said reaching out to wipe away the smudged lipstick at the corner of her fiancés mouth, "Was hope for the future, it was something to fight for, something to live for and that has made me the person that you see here today. The person who finally ended the curse and the woman who now is no longer afraid of the future but excited for it."

Nicole smiled and wiped away her tears and closed their distance. "You seem to be under the delusion that this exchange is one sided. "Might I remind you, future Mrs Haught that I'm also who I am today because of you?" she grinned as she nudged her forehead with Wynonna's and watched as their breaths mingled as their lips remained inches apart.

"I wouldn't be Sheriff if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have had the closure I have had with my parents that I have today if you hadn't pushed me to confront them. I wouldn't have helped saved the world if it wasn't for you and lets not forget that I wouldn't be Golden Girls Trivia Champion if you hadn't come to bat for me that day at Shorty's." She finished with a laugh that Wynonna echoed.

"I'll take three fights with Bulshar over that torturous marathon any day of the week," she said with a grin as she finally closed their distance and swallowed whatever would have been Nicole's response. They stood there kissing for a while before pulling apart again and Nicole had to immediately frown at the mischievous look on Wynonna's face that look had been responsible for a lot of fun and a lot of trouble for them in the past.

"You know, I heard that the Sheriff won't be in tonight," she said with a cheeky smile that slowly got mirrored on her fiancés face. "Wanna break in Nedley's couch like we did so long ago?"

Nicole didn't answer but pulled on Wynonna's hand to drag her over to her office and only let her go to close the blinds. Before they knew it shirts were being unbuttoned and skirts were being hiked up and it was not long before they lost themselves in each other.


Two Weeks Later in the Dream

In shortys basement there was a soft glow that grew into a large ball before coalescing into a portal that spat out a diminutive blonde in a fur coat and knee high boots she shuffled up to her feet and checked herself for injuries. Once she determined that everything was inorder she collected herself and marched up the stairs. It was time to get the love of her life to wake back up.


Waverly jumped out of the pickup and waved back at the driver as he reversed out of the driveway and drove off kicking up snow in his wake. She turned back to the house and took deep breath. "Thank god Uber still works in this dream," she mutters to herself and trudges through the snow and up to the house smiling as she heard commotion and beaming as her sister opened the door and stepped out into the porch. She couldn't help but take a moment to study Wynonna and wondered at how free she looked, she was dressed comfortably in a sweater and jeans, her feet encased in fluffy slippers and a ready smile was present on her lips that she rarely saw, exactly what made Wynonna smile like that?

Said smile dropped a little as Wynonna got a glimpse of their visitor and Waverly was surprised that she wasn't immediately engulfed in her arms. It seemed to take a while for her sister to recognize her but even as she walked on closer and waved and she saw the dawning of realisation hit her it was not delight or relief that she saw expressed in her eyes. Indeed Wynonna seemed almost wary of her and yes the smile was completely wiped off.

Finally coming to a stop at the stoop of the homestead Waverly offered another wave with a smile and gave a cheery greeting of. "Hey Wynonna, ready to get out of here?"

But Wynonna didn't immediately jump to follow. Indeed she actually took a few steps back. "Waverly?" she asked as if dreading her answer.

"Well who else would I be, silly?" she asked with a little laugh hoping that Wynonna could invite her inside soon, she was freezing out here.

"What are you doing here?" she asked with none of the fondness that Wynonna usually held for her.

"I'm here to bring you guys back, of course," she explained hoping that Wynonna would catch on quickly.

"Back?" she asked in surprise. "Back where? Is Mama with you?" she asked looking behind her and up the drive.

"Mama?" Waverly inquired with her own surprise. "Mama left, didn't she? Don't you remember?"

"Left," she asked dispassionately. "She leave you too, did she?"

Waverly huffed, why was her sister being so dense, didn't she remember? "Yes, mama left us both, Wynonna," she said with not a little exasperation. "After Christmas remember?" finally getting fed up of freezing her ass off she spoke up. "Listen Wynonna, can we have this riveting conversation inside? Only I'm literally freezing out here."

At that Wynonna seemed to realize her predicament and stepped aside to let her in.

"Thanks so much," she started to say before she stopped at the doorstep. This wasn't the house that she remembered, sure the walls, rooms and stairs remained the same but there was new paint on the walls, the furniture had received an upgrade, there was an actual TV in the house and the mantelpiece seemed to have more photos on it than usual. A peek in the kitchen showed more appliances, a modern oven and microwave. This house seemed to have undergone an extreme makeover by someone who was definitely not Wynonna, it looked nice, homely and it kind of made her ache for Nicole which was confusing.

"So," spoke up Wynonna from behind her. "I would have sent you an invite if I knew where you were," she said a little guiltily.

Waverly frowned. "Invite," she asked in confusion. "Invite for what?"

Wynonna frowned back. "Isn't that why you're here? For the wedding? I'm assuming you saw the pictures we posted online."

Wedding? "What Wedding?" she asked hastily. Was Wynonna marrying someone in this reality? Was it Doc? Maybe that why she was so confused, Bulshar must have planted this fantasy in Wynonna's mind. "Wynonna you have to understand, this is not real."

"What's not real?" came a familiar voice that she had been dying to hear for so long. Turning she saw a sight for sore eyes in Nicole Haught in her most relaxed best but what came out of her mouth froze her in her spot. "Babe, who's this?" she asked but the endearment wasn't aimed at her and neither was the question.

As she turned to who Nicole seemed addressing Wynonna seemed to light up and trot up the stairs to meet her girlfriend halfway and clasping her hand brought her down to the landing. Waverly's breath hitched in her throat as she saw Wynonna lean up to give her girlfriend the most unreserved kiss she had ever seen her sister give to someone else, say good morning to her softly and turn back to her with that damned smile back on her face. Finally she saw the reason for that smile, and it was the reason the same smile was missing from her own face these past few days.

And the biggest gut punch of the day was still to come as Wynonna turned back to her with a beaming Nicole next to her and smiled. "Nicole, this is my little sister Waverly," she said freely swinging their entwined arms together as they stepped closer. "Waves, I'm sure you already know but just to make it official, this is Nicole Haught, my fiancé.


Being a serious Wayhaught shipper I couldn't really fathom shipping anyone else but the girls over at the Top Shelf Shenanigans podcast kind of got to me. Tell me what you think?