Notes: Might not be able to update for a few days so I wrote another chapter today. Enjoy :)

Laird Park

"What the hell are you doing here?" Office Nicole Haught whispered, lowering her hand from Wynonna's mouth.

"We could ask you the same thing," Wynonna whispered back.

"Official police business," Nicole whispered.

"Then why are you whispering?" Wynonna smugly asked. Nicole look taken aback at the question.

"She has a point," Waverly whispered, supporting Wynonna, her hands resting on Wynonna's shoulders. Nicole looked at her with raised eyebrows as though she were saying seriously with her face. Waverly shrugged her shoulders.

"Look, nobody can know that we're here," Nicole said glancing around her and still whispering. "Meet me back at the station in half an hour. And don't let anyone see you." Nicole crouched low and slowly moved through the darkness away from both women. Her patrol car was parked a short distance away from Laird Park as well, hidden from view, and she quickly worked her way back towards it.

"What did we get ourselves into?" Waverly whispered to Wynonna.

"I have no idea," Wynonna whispered back as they turned and made their way around the trailers and through the brush back towards Raby Road.

Purgatory Sheriff Department

About thirty minutes later, they walked into the police station and saw Nicole standing by her desk, and she wasn't alone. Paul, another officer on duty was at the front desk and greeted them as they walked in.

"Well well, what brings the Earp girls into the station this late?" Paul asked. Nicole's attention snapped to them and she shook her head, hoping that they wouldn't say a word about the trailer park.

"Well…" Waverly started to say, but Nicole jumped in and cut her off.

"They came to help me with something," Nicole replied, gathering a folder and her notepad before moving towards the swinging gate off to the left of Paul. "Uh, girl stuff." She walked around the Earps and ushered them to follow her as they all moved away from Paul.

"Ugh, say no more," Paul said, whipping out his cell phone and continuing the game that the girls had interrupted.

"Purgatory tax dollars hard at work, I see," Wynonna joked as she and Waverly moved down the hall following Nicole.

"In here," Nicole said as she led them through the doors. Wynonna's stomach sank as she realized Nicole was leading them into the former Black Badge office. "It's an old conference room we don't really use any more." They walked through the door and Wynonna looked all around, seeing how the room had changed. None of the BBD files, computers, or any of the equipment were anywhere in sight. All that was there were old filing cabinets stacked against the wall, a giant conference table, and a giant white board.

"Hey, you okay?" Waverly asked as they set their coats down on the chairs at the conference table.

"Yeah," Wynonna said, looking around one more time. "This used to be BBD," she whispered to Waverly.

"Aw," Waverly said, understanding Wynonna's nostalgia. Nicole closed the door behind them and took a seat at the conference table as both Earp sisters sat down too.

"So, you want to tell me what you both were doing out at Laird Park?" she asked, sounding very much like a police officer as she stared at both of the women in front of her.

"We could ask you the same thing," Wynonna replied while Waverly looked scared.

"Surveillance," Nicole said.

"Well that's what we were doing," Wynonna answered.

"Who exactly were you surveying?" Nicole asked, eyebrows raised, her eyes shifting between Wynonna and Waverly. Wynonna stared back at Nicole.

"Steven," Waverly quickly blurted out.

"Hey," Wynonna said, jabbing her.

"Ow. She's smart, she probably already knows," Waverly replied. Nicole looked at Waverly and smiled before she pulled out her notepad and clicked her pen to take some notes.

"Were you following us?" Wynonna asked Nicole.

"No, although it would've been easy," she answered, chuckling. "I saw Waverly carrying that bat from a mile away."

"See I told you it was a stupid weapon," Wynonna remarked, turning towards Waverly.

"Sorry, next time I'll bring my flamethrower," Waverly replied.

"As long as you've got a permit for it," Nicole said seriously before winking at Waverly and giving her a small smile to let her know she was joking. Waverly started to blush as she smiled back at Nicole. Nicole turned her eyes back towards Wynonna. "What do you know about Steven's connection to the trailer park?" Wynonna took a deep breath. She looked at Waverly who reassured her with her eyes that talking to Nicole was probably the right thing to do. She wasn't going to just forget that they had been at the trailer park, and having her support and police records would be helpful.

"We know his name is on the title for the property," Wynonna said, turning her attention to Nicole, "But we're not sure what he's doing out there. Or if he's running some sort of…operation?" Nicole scribbled a few things down on her notepad as Wynonna spoke. "We were trying to figure out more tonight since Willa said he's out of town on a hunting trip." Nicole made another note and then looked at the sisters.

"So you're not aware of any of his activities out there?" Nicole asked, staring at Wynonna.

"Not yet," Wynonna replied.

"We do know he rents out some of the trailers, but we're not sure to whom," Waverly said. Nicole scribbled down some more notes.

"Hmmm," Nicole said, looking at her paper.

"Can you tell us why you have surveillance on the trailer park?" Waverly asked tentatively. Nicole stopped writing and looked up at her. Nicole leaned forward on her elbows and looked back and forth between both women.

"Look, Nedley's going to kill me if he finds out I saw you both at the trailer park," she said. "I can't say much more because it's a conflict of interest. He's your brother-in-law."

"You think we're going to tell him the police are watching his property?" Wynonna asked.

"Aren't you?" Nicole asked.

"No, we just want to know what he's doing out there and make sure it doesn't involve our sister," Wynonna answered. "If we were trying to hide his activities, we wouldn't have been investigating them ourselves. And we could really use your help." Nicole looked hesitant about trusting either of them to keep the police surveillance to themselves. She was still cursing herself that they had seen her earlier that night, but she had to confront them at the trailer park and get them to leave before someone saw Waverly carrying that ridiculous bat.

"You can trust us, Nicole," Waverly said, looking at Nicole. Waverly gave her a small smile when their eyes met and Nicole noticed her cheeks got slightly red. This was one of a few times that Waverly had called her Nicole and not Officer. She found herself reddening a little too and couldn't help but smile.

"Alright," Nicole said, straightening up in her chair and pushing the notepad off the file. She slid the file over to in front of the Earp sisters. "As Nedley would say, it's called a long game and I've been playing it for awhile." They both looked down and saw a tag that said 'Steven Miller' on the front of the folder. Waverly opened it to see an array of documents, photos, and hand-written notes. "I'm only doing this because I owe you one, Wynonna."

"You…you do?" Wynonna asked, surprised that Nicole would owe her anything.

"Yeah, I told you I'd make it up to you after my truck broke down on you in the city a few weeks ago," Nicole replied. Both Waverly and Wynonna looked at each other and then back at Nicole. "You don't remember this?"

"She's been having some memory loss issues," Waverly said, turning to Wynonna. "Why would you take Nicole's truck to the city?"

"How should I know?" Wynonna replied.

"You were worried someone would recognize your SUV while you were at your appointment," Nicole said.

"Do you know where my appointment was? Or what it was for?" Wynonna desperately asked Nicole.

"No, you didn't say, but you seemed pretty upset about it a few nights before when I found you stumbling around town with a whiskey bottle in your hand," Nicole said. "Said you didn't want anyone to know where you were going or why so I told you that you could take my truck if you let me take you home." Both Waverly and Wynonna's eyebrows arched at the end of Nicole's statement. "Take you home as in drive you back…to the homestead…not sleep with you." Nicole stumbled over her words. "Seriously, you two need to get your mind out of the gutter."

"It's okay, Officer, you can admit you have a thing for me," Wynonna said, trying to lighten the mood while Nicole smiled and shook her head. Meanwhile, Waverly huffed and looked a little jealous as Wynonna smirked.

"Can we get back to talking about Steven?" she asked as Nicole looked her over suspiciously.

"Sure, Waves," Nicole said, getting serious. "Everything I've collected on him so far is in that folder. Even after we got a search warrant and raided the place, we couldn't find anything worth charging him with."

"Do you think he's doing something illegal?"

"Yes," Nicole replied, "but I just don't have the evidence yet." There was a knock on the door which caused all the women to jump. Nicole got up and opened the door to see Paul standing there.

"Sorry to interrupt, Haught, but just got a call about a possible drunk driver in a souped-up black dodge pickup with a dent in the back."

"Dammit, Champ," Waverly mumbled, shaking her head, as Nicole looked at her briefly before back at Paul.

"I need you to go check it out," Paul said.

"I'll be right out," she said, watching Paul leave. She turned back towards the sisters who were both watching her. "Look over the file and let me know if you can add anything. You can leave it on my desk when you're done. Maybe we can chat about it tomorrow…or rather, later today."

"Thank you," Wynonna said, turning back to the file.

"Yeah, thanks, Nicole," Waverly said softly, a big smile on her face as their eye contact lingered.

"Sure," Nicole said, smiling at her in return before leaving the room and closing the door behind her. The sisters turned back to the file. Waverly reached across the table and grabbed Nicole's notepad, hoping to write down some of her own notes as they went through the file. Her eyes briefly looked over the ones Nicole had taken this evening only to spot that by Waverly's name, she had made a tiny heart that was barely noticeable. Waverly giggled.

"What's so funny?" Wynonna asked.

"Nothing," Waverly replied, flipping the page on the notepad. Maybe Wynonna's other life version of reality didn't seem so far-fetched after all.