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"Nicole, I'm fine. I just have a headache, okay? I'm not hearing things," Waverly sat slumped over on Nicole's couch, holding a bag of frozen peas against her forehead.
"Of course not. I just- I know you've been going through some things with your sister, and now that Willa's back- well- you've been a little agitated lately," Nicole set a cup of tea on the table in front of Waverly.
Waverly stared at the cup before nuzzling into Nicole.
"I'm just trying to understand why you would want to move in here with me. This isn't your home. I mean I only have two photos on the wall, one of them being of my cat. Waverly, I- I like you a lot. You know that, but I don't want to come in between you and your family," Nicole sighed, wrapping her arm around the tiny brunette.
Waverly lifted her head up, throwing the bag of peas on the coffee table. "You are my home, Nicole. I'm sorry I've been grumpy lately, but can you blame me? I lost my job. And my sister, who had been dead almost my entire life, comes back and I should be ecstatic. But she hates me. I can feel it in my bones that she wishes I was never born," Waverly starts to cry. The warm tears run freely down her face. She missed Wynonna so much. She missed helping with the revenants. Hell she even missed Doc and Dolls. But the few times she had sat in on meetings with them, Willa stared at her. Any suggestion Waverly had made, Willa shot it down. The worst part was, everyone let her.
Nicole wrapped her arms around Waverly, not caring that the back of her shirt was getting soaked from the tears.
"I thought-I thought we were a team, you know? Silly me. All I ever do when the situation goes to shit is run and hide. They are probably better off not having to always check up on me," Waverly clung to Nicole. She had never felt so alone in her life, yet at the same time so happy. Nicole was everything she had ever wanted, and so much more.
"Don't do this to yourself, Wave. You are the bravest person I know. You're my favorite Earp, if it's any consolation," Nicole kissed Waverly on her forehead. She had slowly began to sob a little less.
"When I first saw you, I knew you were the one. I mean I've been in a few serious relationships before, but in that first moment, I had never felt so at home with someone. All I knew was your name, and that you had an idiot boyfriend. I had heard about your smile, your kindness, your family's legacy. But in that first second, when our eyes met, when you smiled back at me, that was the first moment of my life. That was the first time I felt my heart leap out of my chest. Waverly Earp, I know your sisters love you. At least I know Wynonna does. I know because I- because I love you. And if you were ripped away from me, it would be as if the world would lose all color. I can't even-I won't think about that, because I can't. I can't imagine living a moment without you," Nicole turned away. Her eyes were red, trying to hold back tears. Her neck was quivering.
Waverly's hand slowly stroked Nicole's left cheek. Her fingers just lightly brushing against the skin, but it was enough to drive Nicole mad.
"Look at me," Waverly demanded. Her voice stern. She wasn't crying anymore.
Nicole obeyed.
"You are without doubt the only person I want to be with. For a half a second there, I thought you were proposing. Here's the crazy thing, Nicole. I lo-" Waverly's confession was interrupted by Nicole's phone going off.
It took Nicole a second to regain herself, before apologizing and seeing who was calling.
"Shit. Waverly, I have to take this. You don't move a muscle, we are going to finish that sentence in a second. Promise," Nicole kissed Waverly quickly on the lips.
She went into the next room to talk. Waverly could make out almost the entire conversation.
"Not now...Are you serious?....Ye..Ea...Waverly Ear...Dammit mom....Tomorrow then...Goodbye," Nicole finished her conversation. She hit the wall with her fist, but quickly apologized for it.
"So, what the hell was that about?" Waverly perked up, curious about what Nicole's mother wanted. She rarely talked about her.
"Can't we just go back to what you were saying, before that devil called me? Please?" Nicole stood, her arms on her hips. Waverly could tell she was tense.
"Yes, but you tell me first. What's tomorrow?" Waverly insisted.
Nicole let out a sigh and shook her head. "Alright, Waverly. My mother has cordially invited you and myself to her house for supper. She wants to know who this mysterious woman I've been dating is. It's such bull. It feels off. She only cares about getting to know you because-"
"Because I'm an Earp? I get it. I don't trust your mom either, but maybe she knows something about the curse. Maybe she can help us break it. I know you two aren't close, but I also know what it's like to not have a mother in my life. You won't be going alone, Nicole. I'll be with you. It's worth a shot, isn't it?" Waverly patted the cushion next to her, and Nicole rolled her eyes and let out a moan.
"Damn you Waverly. Fine then. Tomorrow, you and I will go. Don't let her kindness fool you. She is a wicked woman and she is up to no good," Nicole grudgingly sat down next to Waverly. Her mind was racing with all the possibilities about tomorrow.
"I think I'm going to head off to bed," Nicole started to get up, but Waverly pulled her down and crawled on top of her.
"Nicole, I love you. That's what I was going to say. I love you, my red-headed unicorn. You're the Ron to my Hermione," Waverly teased.
Nicole came to life at that jab. She pulled Waverly around so that now Nicole was on top.
"You did not just tell me you loved me in the same sentence that you compared me to Ronald Weasley. Oh, you're going to pay for that," Nicole ripped off her shirt.
"Make me," Waverly pulled herself up and wrapped her legs around Nicole. She wrapped her arms around Nicole's back, searching for the bra strap.
The two stripped down as quickly as they could. Waverly moaned as Nicole bit her neck, moving down her body with kisses.
Waverly clutched the couch, staring at the ceiling. A moan escaped her mouth. And another. This was the 23rd time they had slept together on the couch, but the first time since they had told each other the l word.
And, by far, it was the best sex Waverly had ever had.