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Wynonna smiled as Alice grabbed hold of her hair, her bright blue eyes shining.
“you are gonna be such trouble when you are a teenager” Wynonna whispered to her daughter “the boys are going to fight over you” she stroked the downy black hair which covered her tiny head.
Waverly leant towards her, the thought of losing her daughter made Wynonna feel sick. The heir looked up with tears in her eyes.
“I can’t, I don’t want to” Wynonna sobbed as Waverly gently picked up the child, she blinked and it was no longer Waverly cradling the infant but Bobo. His yellow teeth glinting in the muted light as he smiled down at the baby.
“Bulshar will be pleased” the revenant growled. She struggled but labor had made her weak and she found herself unable to move.
“No Bobo No. Give her back!” he turned towards the door
“ALICE! NO!” she screamed.
She jolted into consciousness panting as the dream left her. Doc burst through her door his piercing blue eyes a mirror of his daughters Wynonna had seen only moments before.
He searched the room for potential threats, hand firmly gripping his gun. Satisfied there was no imminent danger he stared down at the mother of his child. Her entire body shook and tears steadily ran down her face.
“is everything alright darlin’?” he asked gently as he wiped the tears from her cheeks. All she could manage was a small shake of the head in dissent a small sob escaping.
All it took was a look and Doc knew exactly the cause of her distress, he had the same dreams replaying the moment his daughter disappeared into the distance and the heartbreak he felt every second she was not in his arms.
There were no words needed between them as Doc brought her close, letting her tears soak into his shirt. Stroking her hair Doc dropped a soft kiss against the top of Wynonna’s head, looking up he saw Waverly standing in the doorway.
“she ok?” Waverly whispered taking a step into the room before pausing unwilling to interrupt the tender moment between the two.
“I got this, don’t you worry. She’s safe with me” nodding Waverly left the couple to their grief.
Doc laid down on the bed bringing Wynona with him her head resting on his chest and his arms wrapped tightly around her. While his heart ached for Alice the steady warmth of Wynonna in his arms was a balm, soothing and sweet lulling him to sleep.
~*~
The circumstances which brought Doc to her bed always felt natural, it was the morning after which caused problems. That initial sleepy enjoyment of a lovers embrace quickly turned into awkward silence, the unsaid words hung heavily between them.
He stays in my bed so many nights he might as well move in. Wynonna thought absently.
“I'm sorry for waking you up last night” she croaked, rolling out of bed gave her an excuse not to look into Doc's eyes.
“I don’t mind sweetheart, it's worse when you don’t and I have to listen to your snorin’” he joked trying to lighten the dark atmosphere.
I would listen to you snore for the rest of my days if it meant I could stay beside you.
“I do not snore!” she retorted,
“You snore like dynamite clearing a mine shaft” Doc said as he stretched out on the bed.
He enjoyed their easy camaraderie it reminded him of before the baby, when they had spent long dark nights alone together joking and … doing other things.
Wynonna turned to her draw to get dressed, she hesitated to look back at Doc. They hadn’t had sex since just after Alice had been conceived, for some reason, the thought of undressing in front of him made her nervous.
I’m nervous because I do not know I could stop myself if Doc wanted me too.
She was still too raw, too open to let him back in. He had left her for a revenant, her last memory of Rosita still made her rage internally.
A little part of herself blamed Doc for bringing her into their lives, but a bigger part knew it was her own actions which drove the revenant to steal a newborn from its mother.
Doc sensed Wynonna’s hesitance to disrobe in front of him, the lack of nudity since the conception of their child was infinitely telling. Truth be told he did miss the sex but it was the intimacy which followed which he craved the most.
“I best be rousing my aching bones, Shorties aint’ gonna’ clean itself” rolling out of bed he left without another word.
Wynonna let her head drop when it was just physical things were so simple. After Alice, anything romantic between them could never be simple.
~*~
Across town.
“nearly ready, nearly there, going to get them” the revenant whispered in a sing-song voice. He ran his hand across the glass tubes which littered his desk. Giggling he collected a few drops of his latest concoction
“you-oooooh you’re going to like this one” he swirled the white liquid holding it up to the light. Across the room, Eustace Underfield struggled against his bonds a muzzle kept him from crying out. Leaning down the revenant pried open the mouth of his latest victim and poured the potion in.
Across the room, Eustace Underfield struggled against his bonds a muzzle kept him from crying out. Leaning down the revenant pried open the mouth of his latest victim and poured the potion in.
Leaning down the revenant pried open the mouth of his latest victim and poured the potion in.
“Now remember to be a good boy” the revenant cackled.
Eustace slumped in the chair momentarily before a scream racked his body.
“and don’t forget to recommend me to your friends!”