Training & Angry

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

They had just finished raiding yet another bar, and still had no information on this big bad sheriff demon that was supposed to come and take over everything. What was he waiting for?! She hated the waiting! It put her on edge. She wanted to to something and powerhouse through this! . . . . maybe even end this. For Alice. Always for Alice.

"Come on!" She yelled, trying to taunt him. Him being Doc. She knew loosing Alice had been hard for him, but she also knew there was something more. He died and it had shaken him. Made him realize he was mortal maybe. Made him realize that he would die one day. Well, they ALL were. With any luck it wouldn't be today! "Hit me!" That didn't explain why he was pulling away from her! Why he didn't want to spend time with her. Flirt like they used too. TALK like they used too!

She missed him and he was 3 feet in front of her.

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

The past little while had been difficult, to say the least. It was not just losing their daughter which had only cut wounds deeper in him. It was odd. How he could lose someone he'd only met once and be so impacted by it. While it fuelled the need to break the curse and defeat Bulshar, it was not the only thing that kept Doc up at night. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw it. Felt it. The fires of hell. The endless torture. Now knowing what Revenants endured; now knowing that he was just like them. No better, perhaps worse.

That he was now mortal and with their dangerous line of work, any day he could die and be subject to this torturous fate. Yes. It made it hard to close his eyes. It made it hard to talk to anyone. So when these training sessions arose, all night . . . Doc welcomed it. A way to distract his body and mind. He took a large chug of the bottle of whiskey sitting on the side of the barn.

Clad in a sleeveless shirt, not having changed his bandage for days. His hand was still healing, but it hardly stopped him. There were far more painful things in this life, and after it. He raised his hands in front of him, taking a swing at Wynonna though she managed to swiftly move out of the way. He tried again and she easily dodged that one too. Weaponless combat was not his strong suit but he was learning, and would hopefully continue to do so.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

He didn't reply to her but she was getting used to that! He didn't often reply to her taunts unless she made it really angry. Which she tried to walk the line of pissing him off and not making him so mad he left. He moved a few times to try to hit her but she was a little bit more quicker in a fight thanks to training with about everyone over the years. Dolls. Waverly. Him. He could hit harder though. Which was one reasons he learned to move faster.

Needing to touch him she jumped at him, putter her shoulder just under his ribs while wrapping her arms around his middle and using her weight to pull him down. Rolling over on him she put him between her legs and knelled there looking down at him. There. She'd done it. Got him where they used to love being so much. Before Alice. Before she broke his heart. "Got ya,"

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

He was missing, and he knew he shouldn't be surprised by it. Ever since facing off with Dolls in the fighting arena . . . he knew the man was well trained. That Wynonna was the same, hell better even. His strengths were not in this, but he saw the benefits of learning. Besides, it was a good outlet; something productive to stay focused on. Something to work his body to exhaustion so that he could at least catch a few moments of sleep before he went completely insane.

Once she got a hold of him, he knew there was no release. He put his hand on her arm to try to pull her off but she was fast enough to quickly pin him to the floor. His body between both her knees as she practically had him pinned. The moment begged for a suggestive, flirtatious comment. It begged for a lot of things. But with his mindset, with all that was happening . . . all he could do was turn his head a little to the side, his eyes lowered so not to meet hers. "Well, that's that." Not the most eloquent thing to say, but his way of admitting defeat. In so many ways.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

He didn't look at her. She wanted him to look at her! She wanted him to be in her face, yell at her, and then let them get over this! She wanted them to be ok, and she didn't know how to fix this! Ever since Alice he had not been as close to her as he once was. She wanted that back, and worked this hard to feel close to him. To spend time with him.

"Maybe if you tried to hit instead of letting me hit you, you could win." She snapped at him, frustrated and wanting him to react to something, or at least hit her hard enough that her outside felt worse then her inside! Then she could have something to focus on rather then this empty hurt! She hated it. Pushing to a stand she got up and in fighting stance. "Now, get up and hit me!"

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Win. She spoke of winning. There was no winning, in any of this. In this life, nor the next. What was the point? Every futile step towards redemption. Every attempt made to take the moral high ground. It was all for not. Because either way, he was going to the same place she sent murderous, vile creatures. He felt, defeated.

So no, there was no win. Not in any situation. When she moved to a stand and told him to hit her, he dragged himself up and went over to where there was a bottle of whiskey, taking several gulps of it. Turning his head to glance at her, seeing that she was in position . . . he wasn't sure he had any more training left in him. "Why? Not like I can." He was not one to carry a defeatist attitude. Hell, he was usually the one encouraging Wynonna. But right now, every just felt utterly pointless. So instead of trying to hit her, he just took another swig of the drink.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

He got up and went for a drink. Wynonna lowered her hands and put them on her hips. He was giving up. DAMN IT! She wasn't ready to watch him walk away. "It's not like you don't want too!" She told him, trying to be the annoying bitch. She was also angry. She knew he was mad at her and she didn't know how to deal with this low anger. If he came at ehr in a rage--she could deal with it! If he cried even, she could deal with it! But this . . . she didn't know how to deal with this!

"You don't talk to me unless you're angry. You don't touch me unless you're training. You're pissed. Come hit me and get over it!" Then they could get over this and go back to how things were! She was tired of watching him kill himself over this. SHe wanted Alice back too, and was working her ass off for it but it would be a damn bit easier of she had Doc by her-side the way things were!

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

She was pushing him. She knew it. He knew it. Trying to get a reaction out of him and if anyone knew how . . . it would be her. They knew how to push each other's buttons a little too well. But instead of walking towards her and doing so -- not that he even considered it -- he turned away again and took another long drink. Yes. He was angry. Yes, he didn't talk unless he was . . . and didn't touch her unless they were here. The fact that she noticed these things didn't surprise him.

But, he also didn't know how to resolve it. The one person that he always wanted to be near, and now . . . someone he in a way, was trying to avoid. Not because he wanted to either. "And what do you think that is going to achieve?" Hitting her wasn't going to get him out of hell. It wasn't going to bring their daughter back. No. Hitting her would not solve a damn thing nor did he have the desire to do so. He needed to leave. Because if she kept provoking him, everything was going to boil over to the surface. "We are done." For today. And with that, he put the whiskey bottle back on the shelf and going to grab his shirt.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

He was so damn calm! HOW DARE HE BE CALM WHEN SHE WAS ANGRY! That made her look emotional! SHE WAS NOT EMOTIONAL! Then he said they were done and she paniced. "The hell we are!" They weren't done! They might never be done and she was damn well not about to let him walk out of here right now because 'done' sounded final! Stepping forward she grabbed his shirt before he did and tossed it behind her. "Where's your quick hands?" She taunted him.

Standing there staring at him, she held her arms out as if to tell him to come at her, then dropped them down. "You can't keep preteding that you're not pissed at me. Don't you dare lie to me about it." She was hurt too. Alice was her daughter too! She had carried her for . . . a few months! She had protected her, and fed her int he belly and felt her kick! "I love her too." He didn't get to pretend he was the only one hurting.

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

She was pushing it and pushing it and . . . she tossed his shirt behind her, taunting him. Normally, he would have welcomed the taunts and returned them. Normally when they were this heated, they would argue. Walk away and then know that everything was ok. But this time, he knew his mind was unstable. Too unstable to have this conversation right now. He didn't even know what the conversation to be had was.

She brought up Alice it and felt the sting of it . . . not that it was ever truly gone. A constant throbbing, knowing she must feel the same way about the departure of their daughter. Lie about it. He had to lie about this, all of it? What good would telling the truth be other than getting sympathetic looks from the others. Sad gazes of remorse and pity. He did not want that. He needed to leave. "Get out of my way," he demanded, his voice unnervingly calm. The calm before the storm. But it was her last words that had him snap a little more . . . closing to that brink of breaking. "Damn it woman, get the hell out of my way." She needed to move, or he would move her. Shirt or no shirt.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

She knew he was getting angry but damn it so was she! "Stop being pissed and just be pissed!" She told him, not moving out of his way, and if he tried to walk around her then she was ready to step back in his way too! If he tried to move her then they'd fight! Either way they would be touching! Moving past this in their own sick twisted way!

"You show up help out, but you're not here! Ever since I sent Alice away you're done this!" She didn't understand! They'd supported each other at first but them he'd pulled away! It pissed her off! She was hurting too! Everyone was hurting but he wasn't leaning in her and letting her lean on him! "It's time to get over it or go to hell!" Go to hell was an expression. It didn't actually mean what it said it meant, but more of a fuck you statement. He wanted to pretend he was in his own personal hell then he could do it.

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

She continued to provoke him. Continued to push him. In ways that he did not want to be pushed right now. He hated that he knew her so well . . . and loved it at the same time. To let himself be known to another, to the woman he loved . . . usually, it was a good feeling. But in this moment, it was backfiring. He didn't want her to know about what had happened. But there was only so long he could continue on this path before she got it out of him.

Little did he realize, that that time would be now. For she had said the words that caused him to break. Words that he knew was a casual insult to another, but ones quite literal to him. The triggering point of where he had been, what he had endured. She thought this about Alice. It wasn't. Not entirely. It was about the very place that she told him to go to . . . and that broke him. He sharply turned, his hand waving to the few bottles of drink aggressively enough to have them smash against the other side of the wall. He didn't even feel the pain it inevitably caused in his wounded hand.

"Well then it's a good thing that I have already been there!" He snapped in the less of a second after smashing the bottles. No. He hadn't meant to say it. He hadn't wanted her to know at all. He'd been carrying this quiet for all this time . . . but now that the words were out there, he could not take them back.He had gone to hell, he thought numbly, his chest slowly heaving from the emotion, fighting back the fear, and avoiding eye contact with her. "So I guess I won't be getting over it." The latter words bitter, as he attempted to side step her again and go for his shirt.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

He had already been there. Wynonna felt shocked for a moment, and confusion made her freeze. His outburst with the drinks forgotten under the weight of his words. What? He was able to step around her this time because she she wasn't able to react to anything but his words. After a few seconds she turned to look at him. "What do you mean, you've already been there?" She asked, and even reached out to stop him from putting it on, but not by force. Her hand more rested over it, asking him to stop rather then making him.

He had said that he died when she was 'missing' for that cruse thing, but he had told her he went north, not south. He'd lied. To keep her from knowing? He remembered it. Did Dolls? Was this why he was pulling away from everything? She was now more determined to stop him from leaving, but not with anger. "Doc?" lifting her hand from the shirt to his arm she stepped closer. "What happened?"

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

The entire mood shifted and . . . not in an unwelcome way. Just, in a way that he wasn't sure how to talk about this. He seldom was able to when it came to deep conflicts and inner struggles. But when she reached out and touched him, he stilled. His hand limply holding his shirt as he made no move to put it on. His eyes upon it, not even really looking at it. She was asking for more and he needed to give that to her. Because . . . this would not be the last of it if he didn't explain it now.

After several moments of silence, still avoiding eye contact with her, he continued. "When the wish was made with the trophy and we were all trapped in a world without you . . . I died." That much was no surprise. That was oddly enough, the easy part to explain. He slowly brought his gaze to her, knowing there was more emotion in his eyes than he would have liked. But the traumatic memories, the images that kept him up at night and the fear that one day, he would return there . . . was impossible to contain in this moment. "I went to hell, Wynonna." His voice a bit unstable, hating pity and yet there was no other way to deliver this information.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

That was bull shit! Why? She didn't see how he could end up there when he'd been fighting for everyone. That was so damn stupid! Was it because of the immortality thing? She'd deal with the why later. She'd deal with the changing that later too. Right now she noticed that he hadn't looked at her and when he did it was a look at said so much more then his anger did.

Lifting her hand up to touch his face, she stepped even closer, before lowering it to wrap both arms around his middle. At lest she knew now why he was hurting and what he was so distant. She hated that he didn't tell her but to be fair she knew she might not have shared either. So she wouldn't hold that blame over him. "For how long?" Instead she just hugged him for a minute, while her mind sped with so many thoughts about what this meant.

And how to fix it.

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