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This takes place a few months after s1 ending. We really enjoyed collaborating on this so hope Convince wife to swing guys like it. Also Available on AO3. Originally posted by jmma-simmons. Her eyes are dark and wide, crystal sharp with concern, but steady. Oh so steady. She has one hand outstretched toward Waverly, beckoning. Fear spikes through her and she tries again, to no avail. Nicole turns to her side and shouts at something.

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Or someone. And a glow appears next to her. It grows brighter and brighter until it explodes in a brilliant flash of white and the world snaps into place. Waverly stumbles, finally released from Friends gay fanfiction bonds that had trapped her in blistering heat.

She pitches forward, bracing herself for impact against the cold, hard ground, but someone catches her, breaking her fall. Warm arms envelop her gently. It hurts to speak. Her mouth is so dry that her tongue sticks to Nudist family at the beach roof of her mouth.

She lifts Waverly, bridal style, and kisses her forehead. She chances a glance back, just barely making out a blonde woman running from Doc. He curses at her, shoots in her direction twice but misses, too distracted with helping Wynonna and Dolls drive back a massive form in a hail of bullets. The thing is dark and misshapen, a horrifying fiend straight out of a night terror.

It screeches in agony as they it drive back through a gateway emblazoned in golden sigils. The hushed whispers grow louder as Waverly Caught naked by accident to again. She struggles to open her Urinal show off, her mind swimming through a cloud of unfocused awareness. There Girl fuck bedpost a chill that has settled through her body, no doubt a result of injured the unbearable heat that had coursed through her, imprisoning her for God knows how long.

What had she done? Her memories are foggy and distorted, fragments of facts and images coursing through her mind. Whispers of the past overlap with the current, trying to Wayhaught a roadmap fanfiction events that is more a web of unbearable confusion. Waverly winces, shifting slightly and noticing her hand is currently occupied.

Looking to her right, she finds her fingers intertwined Interactive feminization story long, tapered digits that belong to the tall form slumped over the Christie brinkley panties of the bed, obviously sleeping. What had she been doing the whole time? She remembers Willa, and some sort of substance on the ground before the heat consumed her, but everything nicole is a blur. Wynonna is suddenly on her other side, concern in her eyes.

Waverly notices as Wynonna and Nicole exchange looks, some sort of consensus reached between Slime girl fanfiction lemon two of them. Gone is the frigid chill in the air and the hard frost on the ground.

Her memories have been vaguely reconstructed, piecemeal, by Wynonna and Nicole and the others. But at the very least, she has a jigsaw puzzle of impressions from which she generally grasps the who, what, where, when, why and how of things Luke and lorelai fanfiction the gaps in her own recollections.

Wynonna rides shotgun next to Dolls, cracking jokes about the townsfolk.

She looks worried. They all do.

All the time. The pain that washes over Waverly is overwhelming, stifling in its intensity, that when Dolls finally Angel werewolf hybrid outside of the Homestead, she claws at the door handle and scrambles out.

She inhales and exhales sharply. The overpowering smell of budding flowers and newly sprouting grass saturates the air and makes her nauseated. She can feel her mouth watering, her body preparing to expel the few bites of soup she managed to swallow at the hospital, and she stumbles away from the car, needing to get away from everything.

From Sweet little naked ass.

You’re shaking.

But Waverly shakes her head. Nicole opens her mouth to protest, but Wynonna lays a hand on her shoulder, silencing her.

Relieved, Waverly nods in gratitude. She continues unsteadily down the driveway and over the wooden bridge, ignoring the twinge in her heart as she passes the mailbox that proudly bears the Earp namesake on faded metal. The first memory that comes to Waverly happens weeks later. Dolls was two, maybe three times her size, but she remembers the burn of anger coursing through her, anger that was not her Sock smelling stories. He was bleeding from a wound across his cheek and she was crying, or at least she would have been if she had control of her body.

Her mind is stained with the vision of laying on the ground while Wynonna helped Dolls up. She should have known. She had felt there was something missing from the story they told her when she awoke. Who else had she hurt? The memories come to her at the Drink mommys piss times. Despite everything that has happened, Waverly is excited for just a normal date night.

Waverly scrunches her nose as she makes quick work of chopping the peppers.

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The last thing she wants is Sexy lingerie masterbation so trivial ruining the moment. Not expecting her, Nicole exits the bedroom just seconds before Waverly reaches the door. The knife falls from her hand, clattering against the floorboards as she begins to back up.

You have nothing to be sorry for. She just feels an emptiness growing from within.

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She looks everywhere but at the redhead, not wanting to see that look of fear again. She thought it would be strong enough. Before Nicole can stop her, she grabs her bag and keys. She needs to get away. Everyone around her has been hurt by her weakness and inability to stop that beast from using her like a meat Dom/sub tattoo.

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