Part IV: A Second of Serenity
"Waverly, let me check your bandage," Nicole spoke quietly as to not disrupt another one of Wynonna and Dolls' arguments. Waverly nodded as the police officer took a look under the old bandage she had on Waverly's face. Waverly's eyes were unusually bright, probably from the pain, she was trying to conceal, Nicole figured. Dolls looked…green? Maybe not, but he certainly looked queasy for some reason.
That reason revealed herself by phasing through the interrogation room wall and into their presence. "So, Agent Dolls." Seras said looking the man up and down appreciatively, "Wanna confirm your worst fears to them?" she asked. The two Earps and Officer Haught react like normal people, taking a step backwards. Or, in Waverly and Nicole's position, clutching onto each other tighter. Dolls however put his arms out to stop Wynonna from making any rash decisions.
Dolls looked at Seras, "So, you're her, huh?" Seras looked at him for a minute and simply nodded. The other girls were a smidge confused, and it was apparent in Wynonna's slightly drunken "?" expression, so he prepared to elaborate.
Not fast enough, "Dolls is scared of me cause he's been brought up through Black Badge Division on the legend of my violence," the vampire stated plainly, much less mirth in her eyes this time. Seras realized her preamble was super vague, and also threatening, so she elaborated further, "So you know Black Badge dropped nuclear ordinance on a town several years back?"
Wynonna and Waverly both nodded cautiously, Nicole was a different story, "Nuked a town?" She looked at Waverly, who quickly took her police girl by the arm and lead her out of the room.
"I'm telling her Dolls, and you can't stop me this time." She hissed at Dolls as she almost comically lead the significantly taller woman out the door.
A couple minutes later, they were out back in the alley. Before Waverly lost control of herself like the time bomb she was right now, Nicole looked up and down the alley to confirm their solitude, check. Waverly was basically bouncing up and down with nerves, and when she spoke, it was several miles per second, "Ok, so I know I should have told you everything much sooner," Waverly got out in a rush. Nicole was making 'breathe' motions with her hands. "My family is cursed, and our family gun is magical, Wynonna shoots resurrected baddies from Wyatt's time like a hundred something years ago, they're called revenants, and, and…"
At this point, Nicole firmly grasped both of Waverly's arms so that the ball of nervous energy was somewhat contained. "It's all true, Nicole," Waverly's eyes pleaded with this woman who meant so much to her, "The revenants took our sister Willa when we were kids, and then Wynonna accidentally shot daddy when the revenants were dragging him away. And part of why I didn't tell you everything after we ah, did the thing, was that Dolls threatened that Black Badge was going to blow up Purgatory if too many people knew that there was paranormal shenanigans going on here, he showed us a crater that used to be that town Scarlett-eyed Kitty Pryde in there mentioned, but the bigger part of why I didn't bring you into the circle was because I was so scared you'd stay away from such a twisted family, and me, and, well judging from your expression right now, I think I may have been wrong to worry, and, Nicole, can you–" Nicole didn't give her a chance to finish before bending down and silencing Waverly with her kiss.
Waverly automatically went to her tippy toes, meeting Nicole half way, well a quarter of the way, cause Nicole was actually tall, but returned the intensity of Officer Haught's compassion.
Waverly's fears about holding these secrets for the last couple months were fought away by a single caress of her cheek, the single moment of serenity she enjoyed when Nicole's lips parted hers, but all shadow of doubt her fear was cast away with Nicole Haught's next word. "Waverly." Nicole breathed, after a solid couple minutes, as if her name was the only thing in her world that truly mattered… 'Waverly' actually was the only thing in Nicole Haught's world that truly and inseparably mattered.
The folks inside the precinct could wait.
