middlefinger | IC Inbox for Penance

[After Fitz leaves and Waverly is left to ruminate on the things he said and eventually realizes that she's spiraling. She misses her sister living right next door, where she could knock on her door or flop on her bed.

But that doesn't mean she's above texting her.]

Can you come over?

(in truth, wynonna misses living near her sister too. living with ray and doc is well...complicated to say the least.)

of course. do you need anything?

See if you can find any Oreos?

[They're the one cookie she knows will be vegan.]

i'll do my best. i'll bring some whiskey too

(and soon enough she's at waverly's door, letting herself in.)

I come baring sugar and booze.

[She smiles as she pats the seat next to her.]

You're the best.

[And she's very happy to see her.]

Because we're gonna need both.

I'm glad someone finally sees that.

(she climbs into bed next to waverly, passing over the oreos as she begins to open the bottle of whiskey.)

So what's up?

I need to tell you about something.

[More like she needs to tell someone and she doesn't want Nicole to worry. She's still, even if it's subconsciously, trying to protect Nicole from the worst of Hell. And she certainly doesn't want to give her the details about what happened with the Veiled Order.

But someone needs to know, because if Fitz is right about any of this, things could go wrong very quickly. She pulls open the Oreos and picks one up, twisting the two halves of the cookie apart because she's not a heathen.]

When I was ... a guest of the order, they didn't just take my blood. They dug into my back and took feathers too. So I guess the answer is yes, I do have wings, but that's not the important thing.

(look wynonna selfishly is glad that sometimes, she's still the first person waverly wants to talk to, not nicole. she loves ginger spice and all but...sometimes she's still irrationally worried about losing her sister to her. especially after how long she got to have her without nicole around in hell.)

If that's not the important thing, what is?

[Waverly swallows hard, and can't quite make eye contact as she says:]

The feathers were black.

[Which means, in her mind, that maybe the side effects of being stuck in Hell weren't skipping over her as she originally thought.]

(well, that's worrisome. julian's wings had been white. why would waverly's be different...

the thought lingers in thee background of her mind as she sets aside the whiskey for now to gather waverly in her arms, rubbing the back.)

[Waverly shifts to lean into her, resting her head against Wynonna's shoulder as she tries to process her feelings on it, rather than worry about the facts.]

I guess I shouldn't be surprised that I'm changing too. I just thought it would be more ... overt, you know?

(she lets her fingers to come up and thread through waverly's hair.)

Does it scary you, that it was happening someplace tucked inside of you?

A little.

[It's something she doesn't have any control over, no matter what she does. She doesn't know if Hell is changing who she is for better or worse, and while she doesn't feel different, she knows she's made choices that she might not have made under normal circumstances.]

And Fitz thinks ... he says the line between demons and angels is really thin. So what if ... what if one day I'm suddenly not me anymore.

First of all, Fitz is a dick. Second of all, why are you talking to him about something like this before me?

(nicole she would grudgingly give some precedence to, but fitz? him?)

Third all, I don't think that's easy -- don't angels usually become demons out of choice. I think you still have plenty of those, baby girl.

Because Fitz has been studying these changes. Like ... biologically. I wanted to understand what was happening to me.

[But that's not the point, really. The truth is a lot closer to the fact that it's easier to say these things to Fitz and get answers that feel closer to honesty. Not sugar coated for her benefit.]

I'm just worried I don't know that I'm making those choices when I'm making them.

Yeah, I mean, I'd be lying if I said there isn't reason to be worried about that -- we don't know what triggers the demonic changes.

(all things considered, wynonna doesn't know why she hasn't had any of her own yet....but soon enough that'll change.)

But you, Waverly? You're a good person. The best. That I know no matter what.

[Waverly smiles up at her and nods, because she knows Wynonna's right. Or at least that she tries.]

I hope I stay that way.

[She picks up another Oreo.]

And thank you. For coming and bringing me cookies.

I know you will.

(or at least in wynonna's mind it's hard to picture waverly as anything else. she snags one of the oreos, biting into it because she is a heathen.)

Of course. Like I'm going to pass up cookies and Waverly time.

You always have my back.

[She looks up at her and smiles softly.]

I hope it feels like I always have yours.

It does. Sometimes I feel like I take advantage of it, honestly.

[She shakes her head.]

That's what sisters are for.

I know...but I also know I can be needy.

So can I.

[Waverly spent so much of her life waiting for Wynonna to come home.]

I think we manage each other's neediness pretty well.

I hope so.

(because waverly is her entire heart, without her she'd be really lost.)

[She settles in closer, picking up another Oreo with a sigh.]

Got somewhere to be?

[She could use some alone sister time, if Wynonna is available.]

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