Fricking Interruptions
P.O.V Waverly Earp
A few days had passed since the attack. Apparently, calmness in Purgatory only persists for a few days. The young Earp had woken up early. She stopped by Shortys to buy tea and chatted a little with Rosita. Her friend had frown when the brunette ordered a Caffe Mocha in addition to her comforting tea. Waverly had adverted her gaze and focused on a magazine laying over the wood counter. With her beverages at hand, she drove to the police station. She was beaming and humming happily when she passed the entrance.
Her happiness vanished at the sight of Tucker Gardner and his fricking new camera. Sighing heavily, the brunette tried to loosen her bad humor. She was not a fan of Tucker; he was annoying as hell. With the fakest smile, Earp walked toward the man, who smiled at the sight of her. Waverly noticed the movement of his camera and rolled her eyes. She was sure the kid had photos of her in that apparatus.
"Good morning. You need something, Tucker?" queried the brunette landing her beverages over the nearer table.
"Morning, Waverly, you look lovely." greeted him before glancing behind the brunette. Waverly looked over her shoulder, and her hazel eyes collided with Nicole's subtle gaze.
Awww, look at that serious look.
The redhead clearly doesn't like to see her talking with Tucker.
She hates it too.
"She is possessive. Maybe you should put a restriction order against her. My family…" Gardner was talking, and suddenly, Waverly realized she wasn't giving any attention to the guy.
"Tucker, who are you looking for? The Sheriff?" queried the young Earp.
"Actually, I was looking for Xavier Dolls." responded him.
"Dolls is not here, but I am. Follow me." Wynonna sudden appearance cannot be more welcomed.
"See you later, Waves." said Tucker before chasing her sister.
Turning around swiftly, Waverly faced Nicole. The redhead was glancing down to a pile of papers. She was dress in her uniform, with her hair was comb in her usual French braid. The brunette missed the free and cute natural curls. Breathing deeply, the young Earp walked straight to the officer's desk. Nicole lifted her gaze when she was three steps away. When their eyes met, butterflies moved inside her stomach. They have a party in Earp's belly.
"Officer Haught, I bought you coffee." announced the brunette with a smile while placing the cup on the desk. The chocolate eyes of the officer softened. Waverly knew she was staring at her with love eyes. The redhead glanced down and blushed. And for the brunette, it was the cutest thing she had ever seen.
"Thanks, you don't have to." said Haught with her dimples on full display. The sight made Waverly's heart pounded quicker, butterflies began to swing and dance in her stomach, and her smile became bigger.
"So…What did Tucker want?" queried the redhead after sipping her hot beverage. Waverly seated at the edge of the officer's desk and shrugged while distractedly sliding her fingertips over a sphere.
"He said he wants to talk to Dolls. Wynonna took charge." responded the brunette, raising her gaze to meet molten chocolate eyes. The succubus was staring at her with her 'puppy gaze'. At that moment, the yearning and caring in those beautiful pools of chocolate warmed Waverly's chest.
"That kid is annoying." commented the redhead. When their eyes meet, Nicole glanced down, and the corner of Earp's mouth curved. The officer tried to conceal it, but in her tone was clear how much she dislikes witnessing her talking to Gardner.
"Agree." mumbled Waverly smiling.
"He is obsessed with you." distractedly stated Nicole while harshly moving papers from the desk to a drawer. The nervousness in her movement didn't pass unnoticed.
Stretching her arm, the brunette gripped the redhead's hand. The officer halted all her movement at the mere touch of their skins. The succubus' hand was warm and smooth. She was creamy everywhere. Earp stared at the skin not covered by the button-up shirt. The redhead's clavicles were exposed from under the clumsily buttoned shirt. She loves when the officer has her shirt perfectly button up, but she also loves to witness Nicole's creamy skin: tempting and teasing her eyes.
The succubus aura touched hers, and the angel felt the spark of desire in it. But, as she stares into her chocolate eyes, she perceived more than lust. She distinguished affection, sweetness, and love. The succubus called at her, like a friend wishing to play. She ignored it and focused only on the redhead's tender feelings. They had time for everything. She likes every part of Nicole Haught. From her kindness and loyal side to that hidden part: dark and lewd. The redhead was good at hiding it, but she had seen it. In every obscure gaze, in every time the officer had licked her lips while staring at Waverly.
"I have something to ask you…" stated the brunette while caressing the backhand of the officer. Nicole glanced down to their hands with wide-open puppy eyes. Waverly grinned. She loves to see Haught nervous for her. It was new and refreshing. Unusual.
"What…"
"Come one baby girl! We have to visit or friend Bobo del Rey!"
Waverly cannot believe Wynonna's timing.
"I should go…" she mumbled before caressing the officer's backhand one last time. The succubus stared at her with her gentle eyes all the time. The brunette craves to kiss her. She wants to jump over the desk, drag Nicole by the neck, and savor her soft lips.
But, instead, she followed her sister.
"What took you so much time?" queried the heir when Waverly reached the truck.
"You interrupt us" accused the younger. The chestnut woman smirked devilishly while igniting the car's motor.
As the car began to move, she buckled up and sighed.
"What happened? Why we have to visit Bobo?" questioned the brunette scowling.
"Tucker said he saw a suspicious man near Bobo's truck. Apparently, a man well-arm." answered the older Earp.
Well, maybe Gardner wasn't useless after all.
They had been walking and walking around Bobo's trailer for plentiful minutes. Nothing and no one were in sight. Waverly was dragging her legs behind her sister while analyzing how much time they would lose here. She lost her gold opportunity to ask her officer out. Tucker probably had taken drugs or something before running toward the station to sell them lies. Distractedly glancing at the ground, the brunette bumped against her sister's back.
"Wynonna move." she said glancing up. Nonna was staring straight at a bunch of litter stained with blood.
"This is not fresh blood." mumbled the chestnut woman while kneeling beside the litter. Waverly glanced around, trying to find something abnormal, but all she could perceive were trees, birds, and silence.
"That could've been done by anyone." commented the younger sister. Wynonna stood and shook off the dirt from her knees.
"Your right, coming here was stupid." commented her sister walking back.
Waverly glanced around one more time before following her. They walked casually this time, looking around for another patch of blood, and stopping to stare at Bobo's trailer. They witnessed him talking with one of his revenants. Somehow, Bobo noticed their presence and stared straight at them.
"That man put a radar on us." mumbled the younger Earp hiding behind her sister.
"He thinks he's intelligent." whispered Wynonna, coolly looking back at her mightiest enemy.
"I think he is." admitted the brunette. Wynonna gazed at her over her shoulder. The older didn't say anything, but her eyes scolded the younger.
"Let's go. I'll give this blood to Dolls for examination." ordered Wynonna while walking to the truck. The younger followed her closely.
When they arrived at the station, the chestnut woman hurried toward the BBD office. Waverly was held at the entrance by Jeremy. His best friend was talking about a man he was chatting with. She wasn't attentively listening to him, her mind kept wandering toward certain officer: Nicole and how much she craves to ask her out. Also, she is afraid. She hadn't asked anyone out ever. Champs had requested her to be his girlfriend. She just said yes. Their relationship was not an enjoyable experience.
But now she really likes someone.
She likes Nicole, and she wants her to be her girlfriend.
She wishes to introduce her that way.
She is Nicole Haught, my girlfriend.
It sounds perfect in her mind.
"Hey, are you listening, Waves?" questioned Jeremy snapping his fingers in front of her.
"Yeah, totally listening. I…can you give me a minute?" queried the brunette escaping him and rushing toward the redhead's desk.
Waverly Earp was going to ask Nicole to go on a date with her.
She may die of nervousness, but she will not die been a coward.
She bumped against officer Haught, who grabbed her by the shoulders, stopping her from tumbling toward the ground. Waverly's hands flew to Nicole's elbow, seeking balance. Their eyes encountered, and butterflies batted their wings inside the shorter's stomach. She needs ask. Deep inside, the brunette knew the answer. It's writing in the caring and tender eyes of her officer. She was about to open her mouth when Haught let go of her and stepped away.
"Sorry for that, cutie. I need to go, see you later." mumbled the succubus while running toward the exit.
Waverly observed her go while sighing heavily. Where is she going? Why the hurry? Curious about the redhead's destiny, she walked to Neddley's office. The man was seated behind his desk, gawking at a box of donuts. She had always wondered how the Sheriff kept Purgatory out of trouble if he is always eating and drinking. The man was prodigious. Without stepping inside, the angel knocked three times; the Sheriff turned around at the sound and grinned at her.
"Waverly, what can I do for you?" he questioned while closing the donuts box. Obviously, the donuts were out of the proposal.
"I was just wondering, where did officer Haught head to? She seemed in a hurry." questioned Earp caressing the door's handle.
"I send her to Pussy Willows. You know, succubi needed physical touches sometimes. Red is stubborn, but, at the end, she agreed." explained the sheriff.
Instantaneously, the brunette's smile disappeared. She felt anger bubbled up in her petite body with the force of a storm. Turning around, she mumbled a goodbye and walked straight to the BBD office. She craved to scream and punch. Images of Nicole in the strip-club made her fisted her hands. Why did she need a stripper? Why did she need physical touches from a stripper? Shoving the door open, she followed a bee line toward a hang punching bag near the end of the room. The groan leaving her mouth when her fist connected with the bag wasn't human; it wasn't either angelic.
"Hey, sister." had greeted Wynonna.
Her words got lost in the rain of grunts and hits escaping the brunette's mouth.
"You should use protection." stated the older while closing the space between them.
The shorter was spinning around to meet her sister's eyes when Wynonna threw a pair of gloves to her. Out of reflex, she caught them. Her breathing had grown heavy and sweat was beginning to form on her face. Nonna stepped closer, bracing the hanging bag for her while she puts the gloves on. She noticed her sister's gaze fixed on her but decided to ignore it. She wasn't in the mood. She was angry.
"Why are you so grouchy?" queried Nonna, lifting both eyebrows.
Waverly groaned and punched the bag. She imagined the face of a hottie stripper in the punching bag. The brunette imagined Nicole, smiling smugly at some woman while chewing her soft and delicious lower lip. The same lip the brunette hadn't been able to bury her teeth on.
"Nicole left to Pussy Willows." she grumbled between difficult inhalations.
Wynonna gawked.
"What? I'll punch that horny succubus!" announced the chestnut woman letting go of the bag and walking to a table.
Waverly rolled her eyes before concentrating once again on the punching bag. The red material only made her blood boil even hotter. Nicole touching a stripper. Nicole's soft and compassionate gaze glued to the body of another woman. Nicole's eyes, dark pools of molten chocolate, dilatated and needy…and not because of her. She groaned and kicked the bag harder. The worst part of all is that Waverly has no right to be angry at the woman. That knowledge made her blood run faster through her veins, and her heart pounded harder against her ribcage. She was ready to fight any witch, revenant, or monster that step in front of her. Why monsters don't attack when they should attack?
"Why are you still there, sis? You're not going to do anything? We must go there and bring her back. That is not a place for our succubus." Wynonna's voice was coming from the door. The brunette spun around; had she heard worriedness in her sister's tone?
"What?"
"What?" queried Wynonna lifting her eyebrows.
Waverly's chest grew warm as the realization kicked her body. Her sister cares about Nicole. She likes her officer. That was weird because Nonna usually hates lawman. Although, the succubus was a law woman. Semantics. At the end, it was the same stuff. The point is: her older sister likes her future girlfriend.
"You care for her." whispered the angel, and a soft smile lifted her mouth. Her chest expands with happiness and pride. This was the first time Nonna approves and likes the person she wishes to date. Her sister had hated Champ with all her soul.
"What? I don't care about Red. She is not even a friend. It's just a mere acquaintance." rambled her sister nervously. She was adverting her gaze. Waverly's smirk only became brighter and bigger.
Wynonna's eyes met hers. The older groaned and turned around to force the door open.
"Whatever! There is a succubi hunter out there. Pussy Willows is a dangerous place full of revenants and aggressive creatures." stated the chestnut woman as the younger sister shed off the gloves and launched them over a table.
"You're right let's go and get her." agreed the younger brunette.
The afternoon was slowly and steadily covering the town. Asthey jump inside the truck, the sun was dimly signaling the way. There was something about Purgatory that always send chills through her spinal cord. Since a child, she knew there was a different and special aura in this town. After all, it's called Purgatory for a reason. Surprisingly, Waverly treasures this place; she loves its people and its mysteries. Normality is overrated.
As the truck moves closer and closer to Pussy Willows' location, the brunette chewed her lower lip. What if Nicole was already with a stripper? What if she gets mad with them? What if she gets mad with Waverly? The redhead had never been angry with her. She was always kind and polite. Always smiling sweetly and talking softly to Waverly.
"Hey…" called Wynonna snapping her fingers two times in front of her face.
There was Pussy Willows' sign. Taking a deep breath, Waverly faced her sister's gaze. Nonna turned off the car's engine, and they jumped out of the truck. The brunette felt a little intimidated when she walked beyond the entrance threshold. But surprisingly, Pussy Willows looks like a normal bar. Well, almost normal, the brunette caught a glance of two dance pools in different corners of the place.
"I hope no one remembers me…" mumbled her sister. The brunette tried to hide her simper. She had forgotten her sister had worked in this place. Although, Wynonna never talks about that adventure. At least, not with Waverly.
"There she is." whispered the brunette signaling the large bar counter. Nicole was seated on a stool smiling at the barmaid while fiddling with a beer.
"With a hottie." mumbled Wynonna.
The hints of disproval in her voice didn't pass unnoticed to Waverly. Having Nonna as back up is amazing. Her chest filled with pride and warmness. She also felt terrified when the chestnut woman walked straight toward the officer. As they moved closer, the younger Earp noticed Nicole had change clothes. She looks softer and kinder without the officer's uniform. The brunette wants to hug her. She was dress in a white blouse with black lines and dark jeans. The half-angel noticed the butterflies winging in her stomach.
We're mad with her. She scolded at her little friends, but they swing their wings even faster as the redhead let her head fall back with laughter. Oh, she looks even prettier when laughing that way. Waverly loves to watch her laugh and smile. The barmaid provoking Nicole's laugh has a big smile on her face. The woman had dark skin and big dove eyes.
"Grab your things Red, we're leaving." announced Wynonna patting Nicole's shoulder. The redhead winced while turning around. Her eyes filled with alertness, but at the sight of them, she relaxed. Relaxation only lasted a second. Nicole frowned and stood from her chair.
"What are both you doing here?" the redhead queried using her lowest tone. Waverly loves it when she whispers.
"Preventing you from betraying our not-friendly relationship by sleeping with a revenant." accused Nonna. The younger Earp tried to intervene, but Nicole's offended gasp stop her.
"What?" her chocolate eyes had widened. She gawked at them, confused and annoyed.
"Red, you don't need to come to this place. You have us…" started to explain Nonna. Nicole raised both eyebrows.
"I'm not understanding what you're talking about…" stated the officer, but Nonna interrupted her again.
"Waverly here is available to satiate your sexual needs. I can pat your back."
The younger brunette nodded before understanding her sister's words. Waverly glared at her sister and elbowed her in the ribs.
"What?! I came here for a massage. My back is killing me." Mumbled the redhead. That scowled looks beautiful in her. Waverly quickly noticed her 'worry wrinkle' appearing. She was a little distracted by Nicole's beautiful face. When she internalized the redhead's words, Waverly's eyes stretch, and all angriness disappeared.
"Oh! I didn't know Pussy Willows offered massages!"
Nicole opened her mouth to answer, but her eyes were not on the sisters. Chocolate eyes wandered behind them. Frowning by her silence, the brunette gazed over her shoulder. She searched whatever the officer was glancing at. Her sister used another technique.
"What are you looking at, Haughtpants?" queried Wynonna while passing an arm over the succubus shoulder and pulling her closer to her body. When Waverly stared back at them, she envied her sister. How can Nonna so relaxedly hug the redhead? The younger Earp feels goosebumps and butterflies every time she stands in front of Nicole.
"That guy looks familiar." stated the redhead and her worry wrinkle became more pronounced than earlier. Waverly's fingertips ache to caress between her eyebrows and dissipate that cute line. She was ready and eager to caress every part of the succubus body. To memorize every taste of her.
"I saw him at the other bar the night of the attack. He was seat alone in a corner." mumbled Nicole. Her chocolate eyes subtle followed the man's actions. The man was talking to Jones, another barman.
"Let's see what he is doing here…" muttered Wynonna, and the officer grabbed her elbow to stop her.
"It's coming." whispered the redhead. Waverly tried to remain immovable as the man walked behind her.
"It's going to the massage rooms." muttered the officer, her eyes fix on their backs.
"Hey…watch his tattoo. Looks cool." commented Nonna while grabbing the beer Nicole had been drinking.
Waverly stared at the man's upper arm. The mention tattoo was a naked woman with short and sharp horns protruding from her head. A red X was written over her empty face. It was a weird art, and somehow it feels familiar. Like she had already seen that same image, but where? It was a vague memory in the back of her head. She tried to remember, but nothing come to her consciousness.
"That tattoo seems familiar." mumbled Nicole stealing the brunette's words.
"It seems familiar to me too. I'm sure it has to be in one of my research carpets." stated Waverly meeting the chocolate eyes of her succubus.
"Okay girls. You two can do the research tomorrow. I'm exhausted." declared Wynonna finishing Nicole's beer.
"You'll pay for that. I just sipped a little." stated the redhead while pointing at the beer before walking toward the exit.
"Hey, Red, don't be like that! This was your booze!" screamed Nonna before rushing behind the officer
Waverly stared at them, and with a smile, hurried to follow her favorite pair.
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