Safe In My Arms

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

It had been one hell of a day. Or past few days rather. This was the first time in what felt like a long one, that they could finally breathe. But each breath, felt pained. As reality was starting to sit in, and Doc was having a moment or two to process recent events. His time in hell suddenly felt as if it was on the surface, met with the knowledge of their daughter departing.

He understood it; it was safest for her. But that made it no easier to cope with. The drive back to the Homestead was quiet. Doc had requested Waverly to give them some time alone, so she was with Nicole. But assured her he would call once he left so that Wynonna didn't have to be alone tonight. Truth was, Doc didn't even know what to say. What could he say? He followed her inside, the kitchen being one of the first rooms upon entrance. "Do you, need anythin'?" He asked, not even sure what he could offer her right now. Apart from his company, if it was even so desired.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

She always had a smile. She always had a sassy comment. A dirty joke. A snort. This day wasn't the day for any of that. She hurt. Her heart was broken, and she hurt. Alice was gone. She'd gotten just a short time with her before Wav took her away, with Wynonna staying behind to make sure they got away. It had been the best and hardest and worst thing she had ever done. This shit curse had brought her to this and she hated it. Hated it so much.

Doc asked her if she needed anything and she almost asked for something. Just as a way to get him to go away--but then she knew that was the last thing she wanted. Yes she wanted to be alone, but if anyone understood even a ounce of what she was going through--it was him. Besides, she had kept it from him too, like Wav, so not to break his heart any sooner then she had too.

So instead of asking for anything that would send him away, she numbly and silently walked into his chest and rested her face there.

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Doc liked to think he knew Wynonna well, and he was quite aware of the fact that her silence . . . was not a good sign. But what else could be expected of the circumstances that currently befell them. They were forced to give up a child. Their child. The first feelings of parenthood either of them had experienced. An instant love and a just as instant love lost.

His eyes were off to the side, though as she began to approach him, crossing the distance between them, his arms instinctively moved with her, her face against his chest and his arms slowly -- almost hesitantly -- wrapping around her. In a delicate nature, one to match the current mood. The gentle touch turned more into a hug, into just holding her against him. Yeah. This felt about right. Words were not needed between them, but so much was felt. Maybe, that was all she needed tonight. Besides, for once, Doc didn't know what words of wisdom or advice he could give to make this better. Truth was, there was none.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

He held her. He held her and she felt like crying which was stupid because she didn't cry! But here she was, with hot tears falling over her cheeks and wetting his shirt. Her heart hurt, her vagina hurt, her body hurt. Part of her blamed him but the other part knew this wasn't him. This was just life. Life as an Earp.

Her arms went around him, as her face buried into his shirt and she cried. Holding him tightly. She knew that right now she needed his strengthen. She needed him to hold her in one peace because she felt broken. And apart of her knew he felt it too. Which was why her arms tightened around him, to hold him in one peace too. "Stay." Here. Tonight. For as long as he could.

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Doc closed his eyes as he felt the slight tremble of her shoulders. Damn it, he hated to see her cry. It made him feel as if his heart was breaking all over again. It made his own eyes moisten moisten as a tear slid down his cheek. As if that was not enough, she spoke one single word that encompassed so much. Stay. She never needed to ask him twice.

He was always here for her, and though he may long for something more than just as friends, right now . . . he would be whatever she needed him to be. If that was a pillar to hold her up, he would be that. If it was simply a shoulder to cry on, he would be that too. As he once answered when someone had asked Who's Wynonna . . . she is everything. "Always," he told her in a low, sincere voice, lightly brushing his lips on the side of her head in a light kiss.

Time passed, and he remained holding her until he lost track of the moments. Until realization dawned on him that she needed to rest. Drawing his head back, but keeping his arms around her. he looked at her. "Why don't you head on upstairs. I'll be there shortly," he assured her, one hand moving to her cheek to gently brush away a couple days, letting his thumb linger against her soft skin. She needed to lie down. She needed to rest.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

His words "Always," meant so much to her right now. "Always." She said softly back to him. A promise, spoken without words. He was hurting too, and she knew that. They would always be there for each other when it came to this. It was something no one else would imagine, or share. They would always be linked by Alice. Always be there for her. Always be her parents. Always be there for each other. Always.

Doc told her that she should go on up stairs and she felt tired. Had he not said he would join her she might not have gone. Pulling back she kissed his cheek, "Don't be long." Wynonna told him, giving his hand a squeeze she walked to her bedroom. Changing into an over size shirt, and shorts she sat on the bed. Reaching to the bed side table she picked up the rattle and slowly turned it in her fingers. Alice. This rattle was all she had right now for a baby. A sign that she had thought about this for a while.

Hearing Doc on the steps, she pushed the rattle under the pillow and looked up. Patting the place beside her, Wynonna wordlessly asked him to join her. "You ok?"

OWL

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Doc watched her go up the stairs after telling him not to be too long. He just . . . needed a moment. He knew now more than ever he needed to be strong for her. She had sent their baby away to protect her and Doc needed to hold that in his mind. With other recent events, other realizations . . . this right now, just added to the list of events to process. Devastating ones. Only this, was necessary. As much as it hurt him, he knew it hurt her too. And being upset about anything, was not an option. Allowing his emotions out of control, was not an option.

He took a slow breath, thinking of what he should bring to her and just settled on a glass of water. Making his way up the stairs he walked over and put the water on the bedside table, before taking off his gunbelt and setting it there too. Indication, that he would stay as long as she wanted him to. With that, he sat next to the spot that she had indicated, nodding his head when she asked him if he was ok. How he hated lying to her. "Why don't you lie down," he softly suggested. She must be tired -- to say the least. Both physically and emotionally exhausted.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

Doc sat the water down, and then rested beside her. She gave a little tug on him, and helped him move to lie down so she could curl into him. Resting her head on his strong shoulder, and her body pressed to his. Normally this would lead somewhere, but after giving birth, and loosing her daughter--she knew this was comfort. They both just needed to be held right now.

He'd lied to her when he told her was ok. She knew it, and he had to know that she knew he lied. "I'm ok too." She whispered, rubbing her face against his shirt, seeking out the comfort of his heart beat. "If by ok we mean not really ok at all." But they were together. Coping, and doing this together. While it wasn't a lot--it was everything.

OWL

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

He moved as directed, kicking his boots of on the way, lying down next to her, one arm going around her as he held her close to him, nestled against his chest. His heart that still beat and yet, felt broken at the same time. Ok. No, she was right. Neither of them were ok. And neither of them need lie about this. Not to each other.

"I guess, it is ok not to be ok," he thought out loud, holding her closer. This would always be something between only the two of them; something that only the other person truly understood the depth of. While it went beyond this that plagued his mind and heart . . . processing the loss of their child, was the foremost emotional pain. "We should go to the doctor tomorrow," he told her. We. As in if she would let him, he would take her. She needed to get checked out after giving birth on a pool table.