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The sun bore down onto their boat as Nicole dived into the sea. Waves lapped the side of the vessel as she swam deeper and deeper. Her oxygen tank completely full and ready for a large amount of time under water. The deeper she swam, the darker the surroundings were. She turned her flashlight on as she searched and searched for the tomb.
Her and her best friend, Wynonna Earp, had been searching for the lost city of gold, or El Dorado, since they had left university. They narrowed down possible locations and found the biggest link to the city in the southern parts of the North Atlantic Ocean.
Nicole swam deeper and deeper until she reached what she hoped would be the tomb she was after. After taking a small amount of time searching it, she decided that she had finally found it. The tomb that would contain a map to El Dorado. She used as much energy as she could to swim back up and grab a rope to tie around the tomb and lift it onto their boat.
“Waverly Earp here,” Wynonna’s younger sister, Waverly, was a young journalist who currently had her own television show on the History Channel, “And we have successfully uncovered the tomb of celebrated explorer Francis Drake who was rumoured to have known where El Dorado is located.” In the absence of a camera man, Waverly had to do it herself.
“Wynonna, come here.” Nicole ripped off her mask and tossed a crowbar at her friend, who caught it with ease, “Do the honours, Earp.”
Wynonna’s eyes lit up as she ploughed the crowbar into the tomb. After a few tugs, the lid popped and as Waverly filmed them, Wynonna and Nicole pushed it off. The tomb was empty except for one thing, a journal. The journal of Sir Francis Drake.
“It’s… It’s empty.” Waverly didn’t hide her disappointment as she lowered her camera.
Nicole grasped at the journal and rifled through the pages. Wynonna peered over the redhead’s shoulder and nearly foamed at the mouth.
“Why isn’t there a body in here?” Waverly asked her sister, “Let’s have a look at that journal.”
“Woah!”
“Eyes off, Earp!”
“Hey, no fair! I paid for this expedition, I have every legal right to see what’s in that journal.” Waverly huffed, camera still rolling.
“Actually, all you paid for was the tomb of Francis Drake,” Nicole shrugged, “Here it is, we filled our end of the bargain.”
“Hey, no-!” Waverly was silenced by Wynonna’s hand covering her mouth.
“Oh shit.” Nicole whispered before Wynonna pulled Waverly to the ground and pulled out the famous Earp gun, Peacemaker. Nicole grabbed the nearest gun she could find and began aiming at the pirates surrounding their boat.
Bullets rained through the air as the pirate’s sort to steal the last known belongings of Francis Drake.
“Why are they attacking? Shouldn’t we have some sort of navy assistance preventing these people from getting near us?” Waverly screamed over the noise of gunfire. “Why did we pay all that money for permits if they’re not going to protect us?”
Nicole glared at the back of Wynonna’s head, “Tell her why.”
“I didn’t pay the permits.” Wynonna grumbled as she managed to get a perfect headshot.
“YOU WHAT?” Waverly screamed, “My network gave you so much money. What the fuck did you spend it on?”
“Women and booze.” Wynonna shrugged.
One could actually see the calculations going on in Waverly’s mind, “But, you’re straight….?”
“Not for me.” Wynonna winked at Nicole, who in turn blushed nearly as red as her hair.
The pirates suddenly stopped coming. The three girls thought they were safe until a rocket came flying through the air, blowing up the helm and quickly sinking the ship.
“Well, shit.” Wynonna sighed as Nicole quickly grabbed a radio.
“Doc? Dolls? We have it but we’re being attacked, come get us!”
As the boat took on more and more water, a small stunt plane flew over them. A moustached man hung out the back of it, shooting as many people as he could to try and save the girls. It parked softly on top of the sea as the girls hurriedly swam towards it. Waverly clutched her camera as though it was a piece of El Dorado itself as Doc pulled her into the plane. As soon as the other two girls were safely inside, Dolls pulled on the throttle and flew them as far away as possible.
After stocking up in some illegal shop somewhere near the Brazilian coast, the five explorers made their way back to the port and used Waverly’s networks money to buy a new boat.
“Listen to me,” Waverly sighed down the phone, “They know where it is…. Yes, El Dorado…. It could be a breakthrough for my show…. I know the money is running out…. No trust me… Yes, I understand…. If I can just get some more…. Yes, I promise I will get you footage of El Dorado…. My sister and her friends…. No, I don’t know if any have criminal records…. Well, you’ll just have to trust me…. Really? Oh, thank you! I promise I won’t let you down! .... Yes, I will see you in a few weeks, and thanks again, sir!”
Waverly skipped onto the new boat and grinned happily at her sister, “Wynonna, I got us more money! Now you have to get me El Dorado.”
Three sets of eyes glanced straight at the Earp sisters and then back down to the ground. Wynonna rubbed her eyes, “Waverly, you’re not coming.”
The youngest Earp’s heart sank when her sister uttered those words to her. But, being the only persistent Earp currently in South America, she refused to take no for an answer, “I’m staying with you.”
“Waverly.” Nicole placed a hand on the brunettes’ shoulder. “This is very dangerous an-”
“Don’t.” Waverly forcibly removed Nicole’s hand and stood tall. “Listen to me you shit tickets. MY network paid for this. MY help was needed to find that journal and without MY help you are not going to get very far.”
“We’re professionals!” Wynonna laughed, “And besides, I need you to look after Alexandria while I’m away.”
“How about Lexa’s dad looks after her.” Waverly glared at Doc. “I’m staying whether you like it or not.”
“Gus isn’t going to like looking after baby Wynonna for another few weeks.” Dolls remarked to Nicole.
Wynonna sighed and turned to the father of her child, “She’s right.”
“Wynonna, you’re not suggesting that I abandon you?” Doc asked, eyes wide.
“I made Waverly grow up without parents, I won’t let Lexa go through the same as her.” Wynonna grasped Doc’s hand, “Go, be with her.”
Doc’s eyes filled with hot tears as he held back the pain in his heart.
“I’ll fly you.” Dolls offered, a small sympathetic smile playing at his lips.
Doc didn’t say another word. Instead he nodded and left slowly. The three girls waved goodbye to Dolls as he followed the gunslinger towards the location of their plane.
“Had to be done.” Wynonna’s voice was hard and harsh as she wiped a small tear away and slumped down onto the floor.
Waverly stroked the top of her sister’s head as Nicole bent over a table to mark a location on their map of the amazon. The youngest Earp seemed as though she was in a trance watching the muscles of Nicole’s back twitch and expand with every movement her arms did. Nicole read a few phrases in Francis Drake’s journal and added them to the map. After a few minutes, she managed to get an actual location on the whereabouts of El Dorado.
“Got it.” She triumphantly raised her hands in the air.
Waverly, still in a sort of trance, just smiled dreamily at the excited expression on her sisters’ friends’ face. Wynonna, however, leapt up and all but sprinted over to the redhead to examine her work. After being fully satisfied with Nicole’s findings, Wynonna headed over to the front of the boat and began to drive it away. Confirming that both Doc and Dolls were not going to accompany them on their travels. At least Lexa will get her dad back. Her loving and devoted dad.
“Hey.” Nicole sat down next to Waverly.
“Hey.” Waverly smiled sleepily back at the taller girl before letting out a yawn.
The redhead fiddled with her hands, “So, listen, Wynonna is going to be super on edge now that you’re coming along with us.” Nicole took one of Waverly’s hands into her own, “I want her to be stress free, so please, stay as close to me as you could possibly get.”
“I’ll like that.” Waverly grinned, “Staying with you? Sounds like heaven.”
“Yeah, but people may try to kill us, so not as heavenly as you might think.”
Waverly lay down along the small uncomfortable plastic sofa, but rested her head on a flushed Nicole Haught’s lap, “You’ve never seen my version of heaven.” Closing her eyes, the small Earp fell asleep almost instantly.
“Hey, Haught?” Wynonna called from the helm of the ship.
“Yeah?” Nicole was very aware of Waverly’s hands snuggling under her legs.
Wynonna turned round in a way that reminded Nicole of The Exorcist , “Screw with my sister and my little girl will lose her Aunty Haught.”