From Zero to Her Hero

Chapter 12: I Really, Really Love...Spending Time With You

"You landed on my business," Wynonna looked at Nicole and ginned. "Pay up, bitch," she held her hand out, awaiting her payment.

"You really do get way into this game every single time we play this," Nicole shook her head and gave Wynonna what she was owed. "You know that, right?"

"This game is empowering," Wynonna shrugged.

"It's Monopoly," Waverly stated flatly.

"Oh, you're just moody because she took all of your money from you," Chrissy snorted.

"Those dice are fixed," the small brunette grumbled.

"No, you're just really bad at boardgames," Wynonna pointed out.

"Am not!" Waverly defended herself. "I'm just...better at more strategy based games. Games where you have to plan out your moves. I'm a – "

"Yes, we know," Chrissy gesticulated with her hands, "you're a planner," she concluded imitating her friend.

"Hey, leave her alone," Nicole wrapped an arm around Waverly's shoulders and pulled the smaller girl into her side. "Boardgames aren't everybody's thing."

"You suck at them, too, Haught," Wynonna said. "Nobody likes stupid strategy games like chess."

"Waverly would totally beat you at chess, Wynonna. That's a fact," Nicole gave an affirmative head nod and kissed the top of Waverly's head. "She kicked my ass three times within an hour."

"So blinded by love," Chrissy muttered.

"What was that, Chris?" Waverly lifted her head off of Nicole's shoulder.

"Hm? Oh! Uh, I was just...saying that we need some more snacks. Wynonna, mind coming to help me in the kitchen?"

"I can help you, Chrissy," Nicole said as she started to stand.

"No!" Chrissy yelled and cleared her throat. "No. I need Wynonna's help. She can reach the top shelf."

"Nicole is taller than Wynonna," Waverly pointed out.

"I know where Gus hides the good snacks," Wynonna stood up. "Come on, baby Nedley. Maybe while we're in there you can explain to me why you're acting so weird," she followed the blond into the kitchen. "What's your deal?"

"Nicole loves Waverly," Chrissy blurted out in a whisper.

"Yeah, no shit, sheriff's daughter. Waverly loves her, too."

"We need to get them to admit it to each other," Chrissy pulled Wynonna further into the kitchen. "They're both too stupid and too stubborn to do it on their own."

"Because they're scared to say it first," Wynonna rolled her eyes.

"Screw that," Chrissy waved a dismissive hand in the air. "I know you're all tough and shit, Wynonna, but you've got to admit here that those two girls deserve each other more than anyone else."

Wynonna was silent for a moment, staring at Nicole and Waverly from her spot near the kitchen table. She watched as they sat, Waverly had now moved from her spot on the floor to Nicole's lap, and laughed at what Wynonna assumed to be one of the redhead's terrible jokes. The way Waverly's hands were playing with the ends of Nicole's hair, the way Nicole's hands rested against Waverly's waist, forced a small smile on Wynonna's face. It was apparent how in love they were, and it was in that moment that Wynonna decided she would set aside her fears and let her protective guard down. She was willing to do whatever it took in order for her sister to get the happy ending she deserved.

"They do," Wynonna answered finally. "We need a plan."

"We could play truth or dare," Chrissy offered. "Pull it out of them."