Bittersweet Memories

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Doc's eyes shot open as he quickly staggered to his feet. Being on the ground unconscious was never a good thing . . . but neither was his current circumstance. He was in the middle of a wooded area and . . . had no gun. Or hat! Dammit! This was indeed terrible. Taking a few moments, he tried to think of what he last remembered. Where he last was. Everything was hazy; he felt . . . hazy. Blinking a few times, he knew that waiting here just made him a sitting duck. He needed to find Wyatt. Yes! Wyatt. That was the last memorable conversation that entered his mind: Wyatt riding for Purgatory and . . . Doc was too sick to join him. Well, that certainly changed now!

Looking around to gain his bearings, he started walking. Noticing what he was wearing and trying to pay it no mind. Clearly someone -- or something -- was messing with him. And once he located his guns, he was going to get them back. He saw a clearing a up ahead where there seemed to be a . . . road of some sorts. But, not the kind he was used to. It wasn't dusty, wasn't full of dirt. And where were all the horses?! Doc had been so confused and distracted, everything spinning around him, that the loud sound had not alerted him enough in time. He spun around to suddenly get hit with something, and damn, it hit him hard. He fell to the ground, hitting his head on it while hearing a voice shout out his name. An unfamiliar voice but he could not see the face. It just became a blur . . . as everything went dark again.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

Wynonna stood over the bed and looked down at the sleeping man. "You hit him with your car?!!!??" She asked again, in an angry tone. Jeremy--who had got excited after seeing Doc after so long and had SPED UP rather then slow down--tried to explain everything. After making sure Doc was alive, they had even left Jeremy there and gone looking for Waverly. After hours, nothing. Where Doc had gone, and why he was back were questions that wouldn't be answered any time soon. Everyone ended up going home.

Wynonna sat on the bed and looked down at the man she loved. She should have told him. She should made sure he knew before he went after her sister. After so many months of nothing, they had begun to give up. Reaching out to touch his face, Wynonna felt the emotions coming up. Blinking back the warm tears in her eyes she inhaled deeply. He was here. Home. Not dead!

Alice. Alice would get the chance to know her father. And Doc was a clue to finding Waverly. Alice could get to know both. After months and months of nothing, Wynonna had finally brought Alice home. No cruse meant no threat to her. Alice was safe here, and now . . . so was her Papa.

OWL

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

This ease into consciousness was different than the last. The last time, he had abruptly opened his eyes and shot right up onto his feet. This time, there was more of a lull. He felt awake before opening his eyes, though the throbbing in his head certainly didn't help either. And when he did manage to open them, things were blurry; bright. Too bright. He squinted, his nose wrinkling a little at the discomfort. Once again, he found himself trying to piece together recent events.

He felt a soft surface under him, indicating he was no longer on the ground . . . and then he saw a blurry figure. The silhoutte of them revealing it was a woman. He blinked a few times, trying to clear his vision so he could see her properly. But when her face actually cleared, it made it no easier to understand. So much for the ease into consciousness. He jerked up, only able to move to an upright position out of the shock and confusion. "What happened?!" He question, eyes darting around the room. The very . . . VERY strange room! And there was a strange woman here too!

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

Doc began to move, and her heart sped up. "Hey," she whispered, reaching for him as he sat up. "You hit your head. Take it easy." Her fingers moved up to brush over the bump where he'd been hit by Jeremy's car. Then her fingers tailed down to his face, lingering there before falling to his shoulder to help steady him.

Doc was back! She never would forget seeing him stand up after Waverly floated into to door, and the feeling of her body falling as he dropped his gun belt. She told him not too, he wasn't mortal and it wouldn't let him--but it did. Which meant the holy water rope had been pointless. He had walked right in! Telling her he was a weapon, and going after her sister. She knew he loved Waverly too, and she had lost them both right then and there. At first she planned to get them back, but then hadn't known how. The moon thing was 120 years away. The steps were ones she couldn't see. Jeremy and Nicole, and Robin even--all couldn't find a way to get in there or even more information about the garden. As the months went on and one, she began to loose hope.

And now it was back! She wanted to hug him! So she did!

OWL

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

He hit his head. He . . . yes. He remembered that. But it wasn't that piece of information had left him still in place. She was touching him. Intimately. Or at least, he felt there was something intimate about it. She did not appear to be a physician checking on a patient. And she spoke to him as if she knew him. Yet the more she did, the more he looked at her . . . the more unfamiliar she was. And Doc Holliday never forgot a pretty face. Surely, he would not have forgotten hers. The attempt to process all this had him frozen in place and then . . . she hugged him. His hands did not return the embrace but rather, just stood numbly where they were. He took the opportunity to look around the area.

It was a strange room. One he had never seen the likes of before. Where the hell was he?! His hands went to her upper arms and began to carefully pull her off. "Ma'am, I appreciate you . . . taking in a wounded man." Yes. He had to at least appear grateful . . . hoping this was an act of kindness and not one of, kidnapping. Once he moved her off of him enough, he swung his legs over the bed so that they were on the ground. "But I really must be going." Where was his stuff?! His pistols? His hat? His regular clothes?! He sure as hell wasn't going to find it sitting around, so he rose to his feet, ignoring the pounding on his head. "You haven't happened to see my pistols, have you?" Did she, somehow take them? She seemed to know him . . . what was this ploy?!

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

Ma'am? "Ma'am?" Ma'am! " . . . . Ma'am??" How dare he call her Ma'am! She was too young to be a Ma'am! She was 'love'! He'd always called her love! Well, he called her Ma'am once before when they met but that was then and this was now! Maybe he hit his head really hard. "I'm gonna kill Jeremy." She mutter VERY low under her breath, and then louder. "Doc, stop. Where are you going?"

He was talking to her like a stranger, and she didn't like it! He was worried about his pistols? "I still have them. They're by the bed." She didn't wear them everywhere she went any more. There was no need. Everything was calm. At peace for once. "Just slow down a second!" She needed to ask him what happened and where her sister was. But something in her mannerism gave her pause. Something was wrong here, but she could place it. After a silent minute she moved to stand before him and look in his eyes. "I just . . . . " Shit. "I missed you!" With that she stepped forward and kissed the hell out of him.

OWL