Training & Angry

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

She touched his face and he briefly closed his eyes, taking in the sensation. The past little while, he had limited any touches to strictly training. So to feel this, tender embrace . . . was soothing. So when she wrapped her arms around him, he felt it even more. He was used to the one comforting. Offering a hug, or his arms ready to embrace another when required. But now . . . she was comforting him. He knew he did not deserve it, but he had always been selfish in this regard.

She asked him how long. How long had he been in that place. "Long enough." It had felt like an eternity but in this world, might have only been a matter of hours, or even minutes. He did not know. For he had lost track of time and anything else. Focused only on the sheer torture that was inevitable. "The fight is fixed," he added on. And he didn't even have his immortality to prolong it. He had nothing to prolong it. The day would eventually come and it seemed nothing he did in this world would alter it. "And my fate is sealed." And that, was perhaps the most terrifying thing of all; that any actions in this life, would not redeem him for the next.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

Long enough. She imagined that any time there felt like long enough. Still, she wondered about how much time had passed. If he saw his enemies there. What they would have done to him in retaliation. For a man who hated being helpless in the dark, she imagined that there was new fears with that.

Well, fuck that! "Bull shit!" She pulled back enough to look at his face. "We've fought everything that came our way so far, and the he--eck we wont fight fight this too." They were a family! Jeremy would research something, Waverly would find obscure knowledge, Nicole . . . would do whatever it was she did; and then Wynonna would bitch slap something with her big ass boss gun! "You've never once left me hanging, Doc. I'm not about to let this happen." Did they need to save Dolls too? He had died as well.

OWL

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

He would be lying if he said he had thought the same. While he'd made poor choices before . . . bad choices, he'd thought that he was working towards redemption. But, it seemed that some deeds could not be undone. Some deeds, were unforgivable. "There is nothing we can do," he told her. Once again, he knew it was a defeatist attitude but the words held truth regardless.

"This is not up to either of us." He thought he could be better; do better . . . but his destiny was set in place. And with each passing day, that day where he would re-enter hell drew closer. "There are some things that can not be undone. Some things that are in fact, unforgivable." Perhaps this was part of the deal with Clootie; give him his immortality and he was destined for hell when his death eventually came. Or, perhaps it was just denial; exempting himself from any responsibility of the simple truth: he was not one of the good guys, no matter how hard he tried to be.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

He seemed to think of it as fate that he was going there and nothing would change it. Well that was bull shit and she wasn't going to just wait it out! "How do you know that the Doc that you were in that life time, and not this Doc in this life time was the one going to hell?" Nothing was final until the nails were in the coffin. Nothing.

"I'm not going to just give up and not try. There is still time to change that." She would die trying if she had too. Wynonna couldn't imagine not fighting for him. Ever. The fact that he was holding all this in and pulling away from her told her how much he had given up, and that sucked! She wasn't ready to see him give up. She'd fight hard enough for them both if need be. "I'm not going to give up on you."

OWL

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

How did he know that. He had considered it, but also knew that it was an attempt to . . . excuse it. To justify that perhaps, he was destined for better. "That world was not real," he told her. "Our actions of there were not the only ones accounted for." If they were accounted for at all. It was a world that showed what they were without Wynonna. And for him, the darkness had truly consumed him. When he had nothing . . . no one to fight for, that was the man he would become.

When he didn't have her to fight for. He looked at her as she said that she was not going to just give up; that they still had time. That she was not going to give up on him. It warmed his heart . . . but he had avoided telling her this for a reason. "This is not your fight," he told her. The words were not meant to be harsh nor were they short in his tone. They were simply, fact. "Our focus now, is to break this curse, and defeat Bulshar. That, is the fight we must fight." Not his. His, was futile. And he wanted her to know that despite his going to hell . . . he would keep on fighting, for her.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

Not her fight? Who did he think she was? She picked her fights with the upmost care! . . . and she picked ALL the fights! "The shit it's not!" She told him, not about to let him give up on himself. He made the choice to stick around and help out. He made the choice to be apart of this team. He made the choice to make her fall in . . . "I'm not going to loose you." Not to something she felt like she could help him fight.

"Why do you think you are fated to go there? What could have you have done that was unforgivable?" She asked, trying to see what she was up against. Her hand hadn't left his arm, but now it shifted as she stepped closer. The knowledge that she could loose him to this fight was upsetting, and she could only imagine how he felt. Her fingers drifted down to his wrist were she was trying to offer him comfort by slipping her fingers around his skin--but she felt the wound there and her face jerked down to look.

OWL