Notes: Thank you everyone for the comments. I've GOT to get this story done so I can get some actual work done. Only 1 or 2 chapters left. We'll see how it shakes out :)

Purgatory Sheriff Department

"This place stinks," Stevey said, his voice echoing down the hall from one of the holding cells.

"How about you zip it, Stevey," Wynonna yelled down the hall. All of Steven's men had been put into one holding cell one room over as Waverly and Wynonna were thrown into another. "If it wasn't for you all, we wouldn't be in this mess."

"You're one to talk, Earp," another of Steven's men grumbled loudly. Waverly sat in the cell leaning against the cold wall as Nicole walked into the holding area.

"Well, I really didn't think I'd be arresting you two tonight," Nicole said stiffly, glaring at both of the Earp sisters which Waverly definitely noticed. "Want to tell me what the hell's going on?"

"They went berserk," Stevey yelled from down the hall.

"Shut up," both Nicole and Wynonna yelled which echoed against the cement.

"Haught," Wynonna whispered moving close to the bars. "You need to keep us here."

"What?" Nicole whispered back.

"Convince Nedley to make an example out of us. Don't let Steven bail them out. I think they were following me and may know we're on to them."

"What did you find in the city?" Nicole whispered.

"Everything," Wynonna whispered back. "Do you have a piece of paper?"

"Uh yeah," Nicole went out the room for a second then walked back up to the cell.

"Hey, when do I get my phone call?" Stevey yelled from the cell.

"Zip it, Stevey," Nicole yelled back as she heard several of Steven's men grumble from the next room over. "Here." She handed the notebook and a pen to Wynonna. Thankful that she had remembered it, Wynonna scribbled down Dolls' cell number and handed it back to Nicole.

"Call Deputy Marshall Dolls. He'll confirm everything," Wynonna whispered back. "But make sure they can't hear you."

"Okay," Nicole whispered. "You two sit tight." Nicole glanced briefly over at Waverly who gave her an embarrassed smile as she left the room.

The Homestead

"I thought you told me that you took care of her?" Steven asked, standing in front of Willa.

"I did. I gave her the serum just like you said," Willa replied. "And it definitely worked. The morning after I gave it to her, she couldn't even remember who David was."

"Then why is she still having meetings with the cops?" Steven asked. "One of my boys saw her there with Waverly earlier today."

"I don't know," Willa replied. "I've been watching her every move and she hasn't even seen or talked to Waverly in a couple of days."

"They're communicating in some other way," Steven said, pacing the kitchen. "You hid that cell phone in the box, right?"

"Yeah a couple of weeks ago," Willa replied.

"The redhead, that cop, what's her name? She knows something," Steven replied. "Took a little effort, but I got that Sims kid to break and tell me where she was spending her Thursday nights."

"I thought you said she wasn't on the water tower last week?"

"She wasn't or we would've taken her out."

"You need to shut things down for awhile," Willa replied in a scared tone.

"We have that major buyer coming tomorrow," Steven answered. "After that, we'll shut it down." He moved towards Willa, putting his hands on her shoulders. "Everything's going to work out." A ring from his cell phone caused them both to jump.

"What?" Steven yelled into the phone. He paused as he listened to the man on the other line. "They what?!" Steven turned to Willa with a look of anger as he balled his fists. "I'll be right there." He hung up the phone. "Dammit."

"What's going on?"

"A couple of the boys jumped your sisters at Shorty's," Steven replied.

"What? That is not keeping a low profile."

"You're telling me. Stay here in case Wynonna calls you to come bail her out. I'll take care of the boys." He grabbed his keys and slammed the door as he raced out of the house and made his way to the sheriff's department.

Purgatory Sheriff Department

"I can't believe you got me into this," Waverly said, rubbing her arms as they sat on the cold stone bench against the cell wall.

"Aw we've been in worse situations," Wynonna said, nudging Waverly. "Remember that time your hand got chopped off?"

"What?!" Waverly yelled in disbelief.

"Oh right…other life," Wynonna said, forgetting for a moment where she was.

"I only have one hand in that reality?"

"No you were kind of…well, possessed by a tentacle demon," Wynonna replied, knowing how ridiculous it sounded. "So it grew back." Waverly just stared at her in disbelief. "What? I got the demon out of you and then you were fine."

"Sounds like we had a lot of adventures in our other life," Waverly softly said.

"That we do, baby girl," Wynonna replied. "Or…did?" They got quiet for a moment and Waverly saw Wynonna's hand move over her stomach, patting the area as though something was missing. She had noticed her do this several times before, but had never said anything as Wynonna looked very solemn.

"Did Tim tell you anything?" Waverly asked quietly.

"Um," Wynonna said as she took a deep breath. She talked softly, not wanting Steven's men in the cell over to hear her. "Yeah he did. I had another meeting before I met with Eliza."

"What kind of meeting?"

"A doctor's appointment," Wynonna replied. "That's why I was upset. The um…the doctor told me that I…" she stopped to take a deep breath as a swirl of emotions started to hit her. "I can't have children." Waverly looked at her in shock. "With everything about to happen with Willa and then not being able to give him kids, I felt guilty about the wedding."

"Why did you tell Tim? About the not having children thing?" she asked softly, quietly wondering why Wynonna hadn't confided in her that night at Uncle Curtis'.

"Because apparently, when we were dating before I left for Europe, I miscarried," Wynonna said. Waverly looked at her in shock, her eyebrows raised and her mouth dropped open.

"You never said anything," Waverly replied.

"Tim said I was drunk one night and had a nasty fall. When he took me to the doctor, they told me I had miscarried but I hadn't even known I was pregnant. A fall down the stairs doesn't help out a baby much." Wynonna replied, wiping quickly at the tears that fell inadvertently from her eyes. "The crazy part is, I was pregnant…in our other life…and I wasn't even happy about it." Waverly wrapped her arms around Wynonna as the slow sobs started to consume the older woman. She laid her head down into Waverly's lap, laying on the bench as Waverly held her close. Wynonna thought of the baby, possibly Doc's baby, as Waverly comforted her in their cold jail cell.

A short while later, Steven's voice echoed through the sheriff's department startling both Earp girls.

"What's going on here?" Steven yelled as he made his way to the holding cells. "Why are these men being held?"

"I'll ask the questions around here. You want to tell me why one of your men jumped Wynonna Earp at Shorty's?" Nedley asked, staring Steven down. Steven took a deep breath.

"A bit too much whiskey and bravado," Steven replied. "They made a bad decision. And now, they're no longer men I want to associate myself with."

"But boss…" Stevey started to say, staring up at Steven.

"Zip it," Steven replied. "You can sit here and rot for all I care. And don't even think about coming back to work tomorrow. You're fired, all of you." A large commotion filled the jail cell as Steven's men started protesting, but he didn't listen.

"So I take it you won't be posting bail?" Nedley asked.

"Definitely not for them," Steven replied as he moved towards the cell where the Earp sisters were being held. He looked at both of them as affectionately as possible. "I would like to bail them out."

"What?" Wynonna asked, getting to her feet with Waverly standing behind her.

"My men made a big mistake causing trouble with my wife's sisters," Steven told Nedley. "I think it was all just a big misunderstanding. She'd be a lot happier if they were home safe tonight."

"Well, I agree with you there, Steven, but I think these girls need to spend a night here," Nedley said, shooting a wink at Wynonna when Steven turned his head.

"But Nedley, you old hard ass," Wynonna protested. "You can't hold us just because we're nicer to look at than the usual people you've got locked up in here."

"Actually, as sheriff, I can and I will," Nedley replied. "And let this be a lesson to all of you," he yelled so everyone in the jail could hear him. "Bar brawls have big consequences. Now, you're all going to spend the night here and then go over to Shorty's in the morning and fix all the damage that you've done. And I don't want any complaints."

"But Nedley…" came a commotion of voices as both the Earp sisters and all of Steven's men tried to protest the arrangement, but Nedley just walked off, ignoring all of them. Steven glared at Wynonna and Waverly before he huffed and walked out of the holding area. Wynonna turned back to Waverly.

"Better get comfy, baby girl, it's going to be a long, cold night," she said. Waverly sighed, rubbing her arms as her Shorty's shirt was definitely not enough layering for the cold cell…

Waverly groaned as she stood, leaning her back against the jail cell bars with her arms folded. She had been sprawled out with Wynonna on the stone bench, but her shivering and teeth chattering kept her from sleep as the hours slowly drifted by. All of her belongings had been taken when she got there so she couldn't even keep herself busy with her phone as the night slowly passed. She listened as the phone occasionally rang, some Purgatorian needing assistance with a lost animal or a car stuck in the snow. And the voices of the few remaining deputies on duty filled the air as they filed paperwork and answered the phone. But for the most part, the entire department was quiet.

Waverly felt jealous as she listened to the sound of Steven's men snoring in the next cell over. How they hell can they be sleeping so well? she wondered as there had to be at least eight of them in that cell. Granted, it was a larger holding area, but there's no way that they fit comfortably. In her cell, Wynonna was curled up on the bench, lightly snoring as well, but she kept shifting in her sleep, probably going numb from both the cold and the stiffness of the bench. Waverly rubbed her hands over her arms again, trying to chase away the goosebumps.

"Hey," she heard a soft voice behind her. She turned to see Nicole standing in front of the cell. "Thought you might be cold," she quietly said as she handed Waverly a couple of blankets.

"Oh my god, you are an angel," Waverly replied, grabbing the blankets from her as Nicole chuckled. Waverly walked over and laid one over Wynonna before wrapping the other blanket around her shoulders and standing back by the bars in front of Nicole.

"It gets a little cold in here," Nicole said.

"A little?" Waverly asked. "I think my toes are going to fall off."

"Aw well we can't have that," Nicole replied which made Waverly smile. "That's why I brought this too." She handed her a cup of hot tea in a paper cup through the bars and both women blushed as their fingers grazed.

"Thank you, Officer," Waverly said, cupping the warm cup with her cold hands, taking a whiff of the tea which was now warming her nose. Her eyes moved back to Nicole who was smiling at her. "Well, this is not how I pictured another night with you going." She saw Nicole's breath catch as she looked at the brunette in surprise, her eyes moving all over Waverly's face, both women blushing. Waverly ducked her head and took a drink of her tea.

"You definitely wouldn't be cold," Nicole whispered seductively. Waverly choked on her tea and looked up to see the redhead staring at her with a smirk on her mouth. She'd seen this sultry look from Nicole before and it was definitely helping her warm up. Wynonna stirred behind them causing Waverly to turn and look at her. She mumbled in her sleep before rolling over and snuggling up with the blanket. Waverly turned back to Nicole.

"I verified everything with Deputy Marshall Dolls," Nicole whispered, shifting the conversation away from the tension between them which Waverly was a little thankful for. "Based on all the information Wynonna gave him, they may have a warrant by tomorrow to seize the trailer park."

"That's good news, right?" Waverly asked as Nicole looked nervous.

"It is, but we need to keep you two safe until then," Nicole said, placing her hands on the bars. "There's no telling what Steven or his men might do."

"Aw shucks, Officer, starting to like us a little?" Waverly joked, smiling up at the redhead, and placing her right hand over Nicole's on the bars.

"Yes," Nicole said seriously. Waverly's smile disappeared as Nicole stared back at her with such an intense gaze that it took Waverly's breath away. Waverly's forehead scrunched as she looked at Nicole questioningly, but it was short-lived as she felt a shift in Nicole whose gaze suddenly turned to the floor. "Um…you should know that Champ stopped by."

"Oh," Waverly said, remembering her boyfriend, and removing her hand from Nicole's. "What did he want?" Nicole's gaze moved back to Waverly's only there was a distance there now.

"To see if you were okay," Nicole replied flatly, her hands moving back down to her sides. "I told him you and Wynonna would be released in the morning."

"Thank-thanks," Waverly replied.

"No problem," Nicole replied almost sadly. "Get some rest." She turned to leave but Waverly's voice caught her.

"Nicole…" Waverly said softly. When the redhead turned back towards her and those brown eyes fell back on her face, Waverly suddenly got a little tongue-tied. She wanted to tell her to wait just a little bit longer and that they could finally have that talk that they were overdue for. THE TALK…about them. Together. That was scary, but also exciting at the same time. Them. Feeling Nicole staring at her, Waverly forced herself to come up with words. "Um, thank you. For the tea and the blanket."

"You're welcome, Waverly," Nicole said, giving her a small smile as she turned and walked away.

Shorty's

The next morning came quickly as Wynonna, Waverly, and all of Steven's men were led down to Shorty's by Nedley who annoyingly had a nice night's sleep while the rest of them froze in those holding cells. Waverly didn't see Nicole again after she had brought her some tea and was told by Paul that she was sent home to get a few hours sleep before they went out on a big assignment. Both Wynonna and Waverly knew what that big assignment was as Nedley led them down the street, making an example of them for the entire town.

"Alright, think you're done putting on a show yet?" Wynonna muttered to Nedley as they trudged down the street.

"You said to make an example out of you lot. That's what's being done, Earp," Nedley muttered. "Move it along!" He yelled to the rest of them as they all stumbled in a line to Shorty's. Sims followed up the rear helping nudge all of the people along. This of course got the attention of several people in town as they saw the line of rule-breakers trudging back to Shorty's. Once inside, Waverly looked shyly up at Shorty.

"You," Shorty yelled, pointing at Waverly. "Get over here. I want a word."

"Hold tough," Wynonna yelled to Waverly as she looked at Wynonna anxiously. Disappointing Shorty was definitely not something she did often, and she felt ashamed thinking about what a mess they had made of the bar. While Waverly was getting lectured by Shorty about the many reasons why she shouldn't use Wynonna as an example to live up to, Nedley and Sims got the rest of them to work on cleaning up all the broken glass and piling the broken wood pieces into the back of Shorty's truck out front to be hauled off to the dump.

After a couple hours, they had the place looking like new as Waverly went back to work behind the bar to get setup for the day for when Shorty re-opened the bar. Nedley dismissed all of Steven's men and warned them about causing a ruckus again. They glared at Wynonna as they made their way out of Shorty's.

"Aw no group hug or round of Kumbaya before we all leave?" Wynonna yelled at them. "No? And here I thought we were bonding."

"Don't push your luck, Earp," Nedley said. He looked to make sure all of Steven's men were gone before he leaned in close to Wynonna and Waverly. "You two stay here and away from that trailer park for the next few hours, alright? I've got a deputy out front watching the doors until this all goes down."

"Will do," they replied.

"Thanks, Sheriff," Waverly threw in as Nedley put his hat back on his head and headed off out the door.

"Well you two certainly know how to make a mess," Shorty said. "You want to tell me what the hell you did to piss off Steven's boys?"

"Sorry, Shorty," Wynonna replied.

"Yeah we're really sorry, Shorty," Waverly said, apologizing for the millionth time.

"We found out something, but we can't talk about it yet," Wynonna said. Shorty just rolled his eyes and muttered, Earps before he went back to getting the kitchen ready to open.

"Pssst, Wynonna," Tim said as he ducked into the bar from the back door.

"Tim," Wynonna said moving towards him.

"Sorry to run off like that last night," Tim replied.

"No, I asked you to," Wynonna answered.

"Always looking out for me," Tim said, giving her a smile. She didn't know if she really deserved it since she couldn't really remember her history with Tim, but she gave him a partial smile anyways. "Here's your purse," he said, thrusting the item at her. "No one's touched it all night."

"Thank you," Wynonna said.

"Of course," Tim said, turning to go upstairs to get freshened up. "And hey, if things don't work out with David, you have my number."

"I'll keep that in mind," Wynonna said, giving him a small smile as he went up the stairs. She opened up her purse and quickly pulled out the cell phone from Dolls. There were two missed calls and a voicemail. She quickly checked the voicemail, thanking that there was no passcode since she had no idea what it was. It was a short message from Dolls:

Earp, we're good to go. Call me if you get this and want to tag along.

Tag along? He was going to let her go too? Yes, she thought as she quickly dialed his number as Waverly looked at questioningly.

"Dolls, it's Wynonna. I'm in!" she yelled into the phone.