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Wynonna laughed, "Well it's a good thing I'm not into gentlemen." She joked, "And am instead into 100 year old gunslingers." Which he was. The little jab at his age was done in playfulness, and not something she hasn't done before. It was what made Doc who he was, and she loved that about him.

Joking about the evening ending with coitus was another way she was trying to act like this was their everyday. He was very chill about this date thing, but she felt coiled inside. Like at any moment she should jump him and kiss him to get it over with,a nd just proclaim they were a thing now. But no! She would do this like a normal person! A date. A kiss. A sex in his car. A goodnight. Then they could change their status on social media.

Alice said she looked line her Mama, and Wynonna broke from the hug a little to look down at her her daughter. "Except for your Papa's eyes. You thankfully got them from him." Doc too broke from the hug and told her the more scariest thing--Go on in with Alice! Her hand tightened on his arm. "It can wait. You can come in too." She wasn't ready to be alone with Alice--Since Alice was born at Shorties she had only need alone once with her. The night she put her in Doc's arms and watched him leave.

Keeping her death grip on his arm, Wynonna looked back down at Alice. "Would you like to come in? I have a room made for you." Wynonna almost lifted her hand out to Alice, but hesitated for a moment, before finally offering her hand to the little girl. She knew it was a risk, but she wasn't going to be upset if Alice wasn't ready.

He got her humor! That just one of the many reasons she used to remind herself that this would work! He understood that while everything she said was humorious, it wasn't always a joke. "Right! You never know when you might need to stab someone." She joked, looking over at him. Wynonna was trying to play it as if they did this every day. When in truth--they've never done this.

Reaching over she rested her hand on his arm for a moment, before dropping it back in her lap. "And after the date, if we don't have to go to jail for stabbing someone, we can make out in the car!" Like teenagers! She was joking, but the idea of climbing in his lap and riding him in the car was suddenly appealing! "It would be like a goodnight kiss but with orgasms!" Which made it better!

He looked nice. He had dressed up for this. She could tell he was excited for their date, and it made her feel better about moving forward. She loved him. She wanted him happy. She wanted to make him happy. She wanted him to make her feelt that too.

Doc complemented her look and it made her smile. "You should see me out of it." After opening her door, he got in. Where too. "Anatolia is the best Purgatory can offer." She teased, knowing that it wasn't much but it was sort of fitting for them. It was so fancy they would be out of place. Food was deliver to the table, so they didn't have to get it themselves. "They even have knives that look like little swords!" And bread-sticks!

Alice.

Wynonna heard the car and almost didn't get up. Moving like she was underwater, Wynonna walked slowly out on the porch and watched the car come to a stop. Watched Doc--Doc. He got out of the car and she felt her knees shake. He looked drifferent, but in all the good ways. A bread covering his face. Clothes looking like they were from this century. Time away from here did him good.

He got Alice out of the car, and Wynonna thought about throwing up over the rail. She felt so nervious about--Alice! About seeing her for the first time. So was so big! Walking on her own! Oh shit! She was going to talk too! Wynonna knew she should walk down the steps but she couldn't make her legs worked as Doc and Alice walked hand and hand. Doc said her name but for the moment couldn't look away from the most perfect little girl she'd ever seen. The hair, the face, and oh! The eyes! Perfect. How did this perfect child come from her?

She wanted to look at Doc and see him up close. See how five years treated him, but for the moment--there was only Alice. Not because her heart didn't love him but because--Alice. He had been the only one she trusted with the most important thing in this world. He'd done it. He'd kept her safe. Stepping down the steps slowly, trying not to trip, Wynonna knelt down in front of the little girl and offered the slightly scrunched up bunny with a wet spot on it's head--damn it! "Hi," She whispered, then cleared her through. "I'm---" Mama "I'm Wynonna."

Alice.

Wynonna sat on the steps and looked down at the bunny she had gotten her daughter. Alice was coming home. Alice and Doc. Five years ago she had sat right here on these steps and sent them away. Alice to save her life, and Doc to protect her. Protect him. Five years later, the cruse was broken. There was no more danger. No world ending chaos. No witches trying to raise a dead husband. No demons taking over bodies. She'd won. She was now the guardian of the garden, and there was nothing to fight against right now. Hadn't been for a little while. She'd waited to make sure nothing would come. That everything would be safe for them to return.

They were coming home today. Would be here any moment. Wynonna was waiting to hear the sounds of the car, and then she'd walked out there. Right now she was trying to imagine how different they might both be. Alice wouldn't have a clue who she was. She'd be so big now. Five years. She'd missed five years of her daughter's live. The first steps. first words. First so many things. Tears fell over her cheeks and she hugged the bunny to her, trying not to get it wet so it wouldn't be messy when Alice got here. This damn curse. The one she'd broken for her daughter. So Alice would never know this. It had cost her a price that was so high. Five years away from the two people she loved most.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to imagine what five years would do to Doc too. Would be still have that mustache? Did he still love his hat more then his boots? Did he still taste like whiskey and rye? Did his eyes still smile when he thought of her?

She'd also feared he'd moved on. Wynonna never kept in close touch. She hadn't wanted anything she was fighting to find a letter or hear a call and try to use it against her. She had often wondered if he'd find comfort with another. She wouldn't blame him. Five years was a long time to be along. She knew it because she'd not sought out another. When she'd tried it hadn't felt right. She'd missed Doc and ended up going home alone. Never tried again. No one was him.

During the month that she had waited to make sure nothing came, Wynonna had taken the time to decorate Waverly's old room for Alice. Jeremy had helped using something called feng shui, which she understood about as much as she did everything else he babbled about, but the room looked good. Soft purple twinkle lights hung over a new bed. The walls has been redone to make the room brighter. It has been hard taking down Waverly's room, but after so many years she knew Waverly would want Alice to have it.

Looking down at the bunny, Wynonna brushed some of it's fur, and kept waiting for Doc and Alice. The Hollidays.