Fallen for the Bad Guy

Part 1

I pulled up outside Shorty's, it just gone 10.30pm i had been driving for 4hours and a beer is exactly what i needed. Turning off the engine i pulled down the visor to check my appearance. I had spent the last year in Mexico, my ice blue eyes were enhanced by my golden tan. My blonde hair I left in natural beach waves. Taking in a breath I gently ran gloss over my lips before grabbing my bag and stepping out of the car. God I hadn't missed the cold weather here. Maybe I should have worn something a little warmer, I placed my bag on top of the car while I jumped on the spot to keep warm as I pulled my denim jacket from the back of the car. I quickly pulled it on not that it made much difference. A white summer dress and wedges were not Purgatory weather.

I quickly grabbed my bag and made my way into Shortys. Opening the door and walking into the bar I visited almost daily, nothing much had changed it was like I was stepping back in time. 10.30 on a Wednesday and it was absolutely rammed, as I made my way to the bar heads turned I knew straight away they weren't all human.

"I'll take a tall ice cold beer" I said to the turned back as I placed my bag on the bar.

"Well I never" Shorty turned around with a smile on his face.

"Willa Baby!" He placed the rag down and moved quickly around the bar to wrap his arms around me.

" Oh Shorty I've missed you" I said as he placed a kiss on my cheek. Unwrapping his arms from around me he kept a hold of my hand spinning me around.

" now you are a sight for sore eyes, I swear you get more and more beautiful"he said smiling at me.

" aren't you supposed to be serving the beers not drinking them Shorty?" I said with a laugh as I slid onto a bar stool. He made he was back around the bar pouring me a beer sliding it across to me as he leant on the bar.

" now this I need" I said taking a large sip.
" I'm sorry about your uncle Willa"

" Thankyou, Gus contacted me the day after it happened. The way the found him it's just awful Shorty" I said glancing down catching a glimpse of my necklace, Uncle Curtis & Gus gave it to me when I was a little girl. Each of us Earp girls have gifts and at the same time we're cursed. I am blessed with powers the correct term is a white witch, the necklace helps me curb the magic as I got older the more powerful I became.

" I'll be at the wake tomorrow to pay my respects, are you staying at the homestead?" Before I could answer I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder.

"You could always stay with me in my trailer sexy" growled a voice, I turned to face the person to be met with a wave of stale smoke and whisky, a revenant.

" You have no idea who I am do you"I said pushing his arm off of me.

" No babe but I would love to get to know you" he sneered I smiled and flashed my white eyes at him making him jump back.

" Fucking e-arps!" He vanished before I could finish my beer as Shorty laughed.

" There are a lot more un familiar faces Shorty" I said turning to him.

" Yeah there's a large number of them you could say, be careful Willa" he said squeezing my hand before going to serve another customer. I carried on sipping my drink people watching, when my phone started to ring.

" Babbby Girl!!!!!!" Wynonna screamed down the phone making me laugh.

"Hey Sexy! Where are you? I'm in Shortys" I said pressing a finger over my ear so I could hear her.

" I'm over at the police station with Waverley"

" You haven't been arrested have you" I said with a smile.

" Noo I'm a black badge agent now baby! We have an office here. We're just finishing up with the guys why don't you come over to meet us then we can head home together"

" Ok Babe I'll see you soon" I took the last swing of my beer before placing some money on the bar and waving to Shorty before leaving.

When I got outside it was absolutely freezing and almost pitch black if not for the minimal lights from store windows. Wrapping my arms around myself I shuddered in the spot before running across the road towards the police station down the street.

Just as I was about to reach for the door of the police station it swung open and out walked a slender middle aged women with a blonde bob, in her red pencil skirt and black lace blouse she stopped with her back to me as a man walked out, I recognised him immediately.

" I'm not your lawyer Robert, you can't just call me when ever you need" she hissed as they both began to walk in the opposite direction. I stood frozen slightly as I held the door while I watched him walk away. I shook my head and made my way inside to the warmth 5years had passed much had changed.