Safe Place ~ WayHaught

Haught As Hell, Sweeter Than Honey

~Waverly POV~

The whole ride over to Nicole's house is being spent in complete silence, but the truth is, I have never heard silence that is this loud. The lack of communication is telling me more than anything that Nicole could say. It tells me how bad this is, how dangerous, whatever Bobo told her, could be. I want to understand why she made me leave Wynonna, but I am terrified that once I do, maybe I won't be able to forgive her.

I hate feeling so left out about my own life. I trust Nicole, but it still gets to me when she won't tell me stuff. She loves me, I know she does, I just wish she would open up more. She's always been a private person. She hides it well, but I know her more than she thinks I do. She'll say what she's feeling, but she's always scared to tell me why she's feeling it.

We just pulled up to her house. She jumps out of the car faster than I have ever seen her move and runs around to open my door. I follow her lead and run inside with her. It feels like we're hiding from something, maybe we are. She tells C.J. to get my bags out of the car and bring them up to her room.

What did Bobo say to her? What did Wynonna not tell us?

After a few minutes, Nicole comes back into her room with a big piece of cardboard and some duct tape. She goes over to the window and tapes the cardboard up so nobody can see inside. C.J. walks in and takes my phone from me. She snaps the sim card and replaces it before giving me my phone back. The only explanation I can think of for this is that they don't want people to track my phone.

This whole time, nobody says a word to me. They rush around the house making various preparations that seem like something from a zombie apocalypse survival book. Blocking out windows, loading the shotguns, setting up traps. . . Why the f*ck are they so scared?

"Okay," Nicole sits down next to me on her bed. "We can talk now."

"Please, you're scaring me, Nicole." I don't try to hide my fear. Nicole takes a deep breath before telling me the truth.

"Ward Earp, was not your dad." She seems like she's waiting for a response, but I stay silent until she continues. "Your mama was having an affair. I don't know how to say this, I don't want to be too blunt, but it's the only way."

She grabs my hand and turns away from me. She can't look me in the eyes.

"Waverly, your father wasn't human." Holy shit. I'm a revenant, aren't I? "He was an angel. That's part of what Bobo told me, but it's not why I'm scared."

She takes a shaky breath and looks in my eyes.

"What is it, Nicole?"

"The revenants know. Other types of demons know." She whispers the next part. "They want you dead."

Holy shit. I'm an angel? I'm an angel who's probably about to die.

Sometimes, I laugh at really inappropriate times. Times when laughter makes the situation much worse. I don't know why it happens, but it does. Nicole knows. It happened when we finally beat Mictian. It happened when we were fighting last week. I laughed so hard I almost cried when Dolls died. And I'm laughing now.

I am curled up on Nicole's bed with my head in her lap. I am literally rolling around laughing and I can't stop. I think it's a defense mechanism. I don't want to cry, so I laugh. I can feel her arms pulling me close, trying to calm me down, but it doesn't work. We end up with Nicole cradling me in her arms like I'm a little kid and me breaking out in an uncontrollable coughing fit cause I laughed to much. I'm scared.

"What are we going to do?" I manage to ask in between coughs and giggles.

"I'm a close friend of Sheriff Nedley. I'm asking you first, of course, but me and C.J. think it would be a good idea to fake your death." She looks at me for confirmation. I nod, asking for the plan. "Sheriff Nedley would have a doctor collect some blood from you, just like if you were donating. He would stage it to look like we were driving back to the homestead when we were attacked. Our blood would be in my car, but we would be gone. We would leave Purgatory the night before. We can say our goodbyes, but we can't make it obvious that's what we're doing."

"Where will we go?" I ask. "How will we get there?"

"Your friend, Chrissy Nedley. The Sheriff's daughter." Nicole explains. "Nedley already talked to her and she wants to help us. She would drive us out to their cabin. It's in Seattle."

"Seattle? In America?" I don't know why I'm shocked. "We have to cross the border?"

"Only if you're okay with it. I think it would be the best option, but ultimately it's up to you."

I think for a while. This is all happening way too fast. I don't want any of this. I didn't ask to be an angel. I just want everything to go back to normal. I want to wake up and almost fall off the toilet cause it's too low to the ground. I want to smile at the taste of toothpaste when I brush my teeth. I want to watch Carmilla with Nicole for about the 100th time. I want to pump my shotgun and call Champ a shit ticket before threatening him if he doesn't leave me alone. I want everything. But if I don't do this now, I'll die before I have the chance to. I've made up my mind.

"Let's do this."