[she knows he had been upset about alice, but it had seemed like they had worked past that -- as much as people could. she'll never forget the sight of that little cradle in the basement, the one he made himself and couldn't bear to throw away.
at the mention of dolls wynonna takes another drink. another one of the things she doesn't talk about but hangs around her neck like a noose. the photo he left for her of the gang is hanging up on the wall next to the one of her, willa and waverly as kids, a reminder to keep fighting, but sometimes she wonders if he bet on the right horse.]
If he comes here...is he dangerous? [she and doc might not have always gotten along, and they fight as well as they flirt, but the idea of him being an enemy....]
no subject
at the mention of dolls wynonna takes another drink. another one of the things she doesn't talk about but hangs around her neck like a noose. the photo he left for her of the gang is hanging up on the wall next to the one of her, willa and waverly as kids, a reminder to keep fighting, but sometimes she wonders if he bet on the right horse.]
If he comes here...is he dangerous? [she and doc might not have always gotten along, and they fight as well as they flirt, but the idea of him being an enemy....]
I have friends here. People I care about.