They were back on the road and the car feels quiet...too quiet. Wynonna doesn't know why exactly, but she feels different. The car feels different. She looks around and to the back seat when it hits her. Junior is not with them anymore. He's safe with Nina, but she can't help having this strange empty feeling inside. What's going on with me? Wynonna thinks to herself.
Doc has the Adele playlist going again and is softly humming along to the song currently playing. Wynonna looks over at the cowboy, observing his features. He seems relaxed, a lot more than she's use to, but he looks happy. Suddenly reality hits her. They are on the final stretch of road, no more stops. In a few hours they will pull up to Gus's house and they will see Alice. Desperate for a distraction from her rambling thoughts, she thinks of Waverly. Fuck, Waverly! I need to call her back. Wynonna grabs her phone and quickly presses the dial button.
Doc looks over at Wynonna briefly when her sudden movement catches his eye. What is she up to? Then again, it's Wynonna. Who knows? He thinks, shaking his head. When he sees her grabbing her phone and make a call, he turns his attention back to the road.
"Baby girl."
Mm she's calling Waverly, Doc thinks as he relaxes again. He knows that they haven't talked about anything that happened in the past 24 hours. It's a lot to process and he knows not to push Wynonna, she will talk when she's ready. But the reality of everything is a lot on the heart; when you find out that someone has been protecting your baby daughter from the evils of this world. Doc's mind drifts to Alice, imagining seeing his baby girl for the first time, taking her home, being a father...
"Yeah yeah Waves, I promise I will let you know when we get there....Yes, I'll tell Gus you love her and miss her, and she must come visit....Okay Baby girl, I got to go. Enjoy your evening with Haughtstuff. And Waves? I'm glad everything is working out with Nina. She's going to love you, I promise. Love you too. Bye, Waves."
When Wynonna puts the phone down, she looks over at Doc. They haven't spoken since they left Nina's house. It's the first time they are really alone since everything happened. Wynonna can't help but wonder how Doc feels about everything. But she also doesn't really know how to bring it up.
"So uhm, Waves is happy that Nina want to come visit. I think it's a big relief from her side, you know how she can get." Wynonna says breaking the silence between her and the cowboy.
"I believe Ms. Waverly will be very pleased when she meets those two. They are quite remarkable people." Doc says not taking his eyes of the road, which is fairly quiet as they are travelling between a couple of small country towns.
"Doc, you can really stop calling my sister 'Ms. Waverly'. It's been years." Wynonna says as she rolls her eyes, letting out a small chuckle. She knows very well that Doc will most probably never stop.
Just as Doc wants to answer, his eye catches a car pulled over on the side of the road with steam coming from the engine. Two young men are standing next to the car. He knows these roads are quiet and they most probably won't have another car passing by in hours. So, without thinking twice, he slows down and pulls the car over.
"What are you doing?" Wynonna asks, looking at Doc and then up to the two young men.
"I'm going to see if they require any assistance. These roads do not see much movement and they might be out here for hours." Doc says as he adjusts his hat and reaches for the door.
"What if this is a ruse and they are serial killers or something?" Wynonna ask in a serious tone as she reaches over to stop Doc.
"Well, we are the worst people they can pick as victims." Doc says, flashing his golden vampiric orbs for a second.
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Heart is the Key towards Home (Wynonna Earp)
FanfictionThis story is set 5 years after 406 of Wynonna Earp Waverly and Nicole set out to find their dream home and find themselves in the midst of a mystery. Doc and Wynonna finally hit the road to bring their daughter home, but this road trip ends up bein...
