1 New Start?

This book is based off of the TV show Wynonna Earp, if you have not watched the show, I highly recommend you do to understand the characters more, and just to enjoy it! ~Gabby

Chapter 1

Snow. That was all that I could see for miles. It covered the trees, the road, my legs when I slipped and fell while walking to the car (we don't need to talk about that). The stuff was annoying. I was never able to plant my feet correctly to chase someone, so they were sure as hell going to get away now.

"This place is shit, I don't know why you chose to even come out here. You could have done way better than this, Lyons, why you chose this over working corporate security with the Division is beyond me."

The driver had waited all of 20 minutes to tell me about the bad decision I was making by doing this. I wanted to drown out his rant, tell him 'it was the best thing for me to do at the moment', but no one would truly understand why I had decided to be placed in Purgatory.

"Can you stop talking so I can think about the awful decision I have made for myself? Are you capable of shutting up for the rest of the car ride? Is that something you have the capacity to accomplish, Stevens?" I shot back, not wanting to hear his rant, or a rant from any man at this rate.

The man next to me scoffed and shook his head, continuing to drive towards the town I would be stationed at until the mission was either completed or terminated, whichever comes first.

"Have you at least packed everything you're going to need? Holster, baton, vest, gun-"

"I'm going to stop you right there, Stevens, I've never liked you, we both know that. We both know you're going to feel nothing but joy when you drop me off at the Sheriff's Office and head back to base assuming that you're now the director's favorite. So, right now, and this is the final time I am going to stress this, stop talking to me like I am one of the helpless secretaries at the office that fall on their knees to please you. I am not one of them, nor will I ever be. I don't need you making sure the weak new female agent has everything she needs before going on her first mission. I was raised in Black Badge, I know it better than you ever will."

I looked over at his face to gauge his reaction to my words. His eyes furrowed in frustration as his jaw set in a tight clench, his hand now gripping the steering wheel as he took a turn, the Purgatory sign now behind us. He swallowed, allowing my words to soak in as I turned to look straight ahead, shaking my head as irritation filled me.

I had been with Stevens for three years now, working random cases with him- which really consisted of me fixing whatever he decided to fuck up.

I ran my fingers over my black skinny jeans, trying to pick off the random pieces of lint that had managed to bury themselves into the fabric of my jeans. I grew frustrated, the lint not coming out as I sighed and closed my eyes to calm myself, running my hand through my short hair to fix what had fallen over my forehead. My appearance was something I really valued about myself, it's the first thing a person sees, so I needed to look good for everyone.

I had short brown hair that was cut into a men's haircut, short on the sides longer on the top, styling it back with a little bit of hair gel so the top wouldn't fall into my eyes. Tattoo's were littered all over both of my arms, all of them fully healed. My height was on the shorter side, but that didn't change the fact that I could and would kick anyone's ass if they even had the tiniest thought they could beat me.

"Well, welcome to Purgatory then, Agent Lyons."

The car came to a stop in front of a small police department, only two squad cars parked in front of the building. I opened the door of the black SUV I had been escorted in, the cold slapping me in the face again. I took a deep breath to remind my body to continue working, my body instantly wanting to shut down from the insanely cold temperatures.

My black boots hit the snow covered road, my breath puffing out in front of me as I grabbed my one suitcase with all of my belongings, shutting the door behind me. Without so much as a goodbye, the SUV drove off, leaving me alone in the middle of the street.

I gripped the suitcase tight in my gloved hand, looking around the small and sleepy town. There were no cars driving in the street, they were all parked at the restaurants and bars that filled the main street. People were hurrying around, not bothering to look up and greet the random stranger in the street wearing a thick winter coat that was thicker than her entire body.

I was not made for this cold.

Dolls was supposed to greet me in front of the department, warming me up to everyone before I met them, but I guess that wasn't the plan anymore. I forced my body to move towards the entrance, my eyes scanning absolutely everything they could. I was trying to find all the exits and corners of the building before I had even set my foot inside of it. After years of training, everything I did was second nature at this point.

Before I could place my hand on the door handle to open the door, the door swung open, a deputy hurrying out to one of the squad cars, speeding off towards the other side of town. As the door started to swing shut, I placed my hand on the glass to stop it, allowing myself into the department. There was a long hallway, which lead off to an office area and a door on the other side of the hallway.

I could hear multiple people screaming at each other, not being able to tell exactly how many people were present at the argument. I could hear a very loud female voice overpowering all of the other voices, but I did not know who owned the voice.

I made sure there was no ice on my boots before I stepped off of the carpeted area, walking slowly towards the sound of the raised voices. I tried to decipher what I was hearing, but I truly did not understand it.

"How about you just sit your asses down and let me shoot them, problem solved!"

"That's not how it works."

"Why are none of you on my side with this?"

I was standing in the middle of the open area now, I was able to see two females leaning against the desks the deputies used, along with Dolls across the room, leaning against the wall. They all stopped yelling once Dolls caught site of me, holding up his hand to silence the screaming female.

"Agent? Agent Lyons?"

The large man allowed a rare smile to fill his face, crossing the room to stand directly in front of me. He opened his arms for a hug which I quickly refused, holding my hand up for him to shake.

"Agent Dolls, it's been years."

"Ummmm, Dolls? Care to explain why there's a super hot chick you're excited to see that isn't me?"

The woman who had been yelling asked, stepping forward to lean against the main desk. The smaller woman also followed suit, giving me a sweet smile.

"Everyone, this is Black Badge's most elite agent, Agent Lyons. Lyons, this is Waverly and Wynonna Earp."

"Hi, I'm Waverly, it's really nice to meet you!"

The smaller woman ran around the desk to be directly in front of me, shaking my hand vigorously. I couldn't help but chuckle, seeing her features light up as she saw me smile. She was cute, I'll give her that.

Wynonna smiled at me, still looking slightly skeptical.

"So you're the brainwashed agent the BBD was able to raise as their own prize possession?"

The woman asked, my mouth lifting slightly into a smirk as Dolls reeled around to glare at Wynonna.

"I called her in to assist in our investigation, be nice."

Wynonna scoffed and visibly rolled her eyes, placing her hands on the desk.

"Fine, Hi, I'm Wynonna. The one with the badass gun."

I raised my eyebrow at her odd greeting, nodding my head slowly, not sure how to react to that.

"Well, I'm sure you're tired and want to see your new apartment-"

"Excuse me? I'm getting an apartment?"

"Yes, fully furnished. The department wanted you to feel as comfortable as possible."

I rolled my eyes at how annoying the Division could be. I was the one that was able to achieve all that I have, not them, but since I was raised by them, they were able to gloat.

I watched as Dolls crossed the room to the office in the corner of the room, knocking on the door loudly. The door opened a crack, hearing a mans voice speak with Dolls. The door opened fully, a large man stepping out fully to greet me.

"Hi there Agent Lyons, I'm Sheriff Nedley, It's nice to meet you. Nicole, get out here and greet the newest addition to the team!"

My eyes darted back to the office I thought had been vacated once Sheriff Nedley had come out to greet me. I watched as a beautiful young woman stepped out of the office in a deputy uniform. She stopped and looked at me for a second like a deer in headlights before she smiled softly and crossed the room towards me. She pushed her short red hair out of her face as she appeared to be flustered, looking at the floor then at me.

"Hi, I'm Deputy Nicole Haught"

She extended her hand towards me, my eyes examining her pale hand as it floated in the air between us. I realized I was being rude, pulling myself out of the trance I was in with a slight shake of my head. I looked down at my gloved hand and pulled the glove off, taking Deputy Haught's hand in mine to shake. I could feel her hand begin to warm mine as she continued to smile and look directly into my eyes.

I felt myself grow uncomfortable with how much contact we were having, pulling my hand away from her's slowly. My heart was racing, my breathing hitched as I started to feel nervous, completely aware that everyone was waiting for me to say something.

My eyes shot up as Wynonna hit her hands together, grabbing everyone's attention. "Well, now that those awkward hello's are over with, why don't we all go track a case as Lyons and Haught head to her apartment."

I didn't have any say in the plans she had set, everyone agreeing as Haught looked around with surprise all over her face.

"Wait.... I thought Dolls was taking her?"

Dolls quickly shook his head, Waverly nodding her head just as fast to agree with Dolls.

"Nope, we had agreed you would take her, you must have missed that conversation."

Waverly quickly explained, winking at Deputy Haught as I started to grow tired of this conversation. I really just wanted to see the apartment at this point. To finally get some sleep after hours and hours of meetings and approvals.

Deputy Haught grabbed my suitcase before I could take it back from her, walking towards the door. I could only quickly pull my glove back over my hand to protect it from the cold. My hands were extremely sensitive to the cold, if they got too cold it would give me so much pain my body would almost force itself to cry.

I followed behind the deputy, trying but failing to keep my eyes from her ass as she led me to her squad car. I shook my head and sat in the passenger seat, her body filling the seat next to me as she started the car and went in an unknown direction.

"So Deputy Haught-"

"You can call me Nicole."

"Nicole, how big is this town?"

She chuckled, the sound easing my nerves as I closed my eyes. "There's the big city, which you live near, but we usually don't handle calls there."

She kept her eyes on the road, seeming so professional and controlled. She was attractive, I'm not going to lie. I had always been attracted to women, so this attraction was nothing new to me. I had been able to maintain relationships while working at the Division, it just wasn't something I was fond of.

"Is this suitcase all you brought?"

The deputy brought me out of my thoughts, my eyes scanning the trees covered in snow to the right of me.

"Yes, the Division likes to have us carry light."

"Well, you may need more winter clothing then, your nose is bright red already!"

Before I could reply to her comment, her squad car pulled in front of a nice apartment building, rolling my eyes at how grand it all looked. There were balconies for all of the rooms it seemed like, the entrance to the building looking as nice and inviting as a hotel.

I followed the deputy up the stairs of the building onto the second floor, stopping as she stood in front of a beige door.

"Well, this is you."

She set the suitcase down and handed me the keys to the place, smiling softly at me.

"You can stay for a little bit if you'd like, deputy."

The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them, my nerves getting the best of me as my heart began to race. The red head's face filled with surprise as she cocked her head to the side and smiled at me.

"Sure, but only for a few minutes, I'm still on the clock."

I took the keys from her and unlocked the door, grabbing my suitcase before stepping through the door frame, the grandness of the apartment coming to light.

"Holy shit, they must really love you."

"I'm their pet, that is all."

She didn't respond to my comment, opting to unzip her uniform jacket and place it on the chair closest to her. I was able to see the curves of her body now, my eyes instantly glued to her.

Her body was slim yet athletic, her uniform hugging her in all the right places. My eyes finally landed on her firearm, noticing her holster was not very secure.

"Your holster, it doesn't have a safety lock?"

Her eyes shot down to her holster then back up at me, the question catching her off guard.

"Well no, this is a small town, we don't have people fighting us for our guns. So no, it's just easier to pull it out this way."

I nodded, not having the energy to argue with her about firearm safety along with the importance of holster safety.

I sighed and unzipped my heavy coat, opening what I had assumed to be the closet to place my coat in. I looked over at Deputy Haught to find she had been staring at me, her mouth wide open as her eyes took in all of my features. I cleared my throat, not liking that I was being made the center of attention.

She quickly closed her mouth, her face turning red as she looked all around the apartment, moving into the kitchen as my hands smoothed out the white button up I was wearing. I looked down to make sure my gun was securely in the holster before following her into the kitchen.

She was opening some of the cabinets, looking at the contents. "So, how do you know Dolls? He's not really the kind of person to have a lot of friends."

I actually laughed at that, remembering how I had known Dolls.

"We worked together at BBD for years. He obviously came in later than I did, but we grew close. He started getting cases out of the country so they gave me a new partner."

She nodded, leaning against the counter, drawing my eyes to her body. She just seemed so soft and inviting, yet the uniform hardened her outer appearance. Silence filled the room as we both looked at each other, not bothering to fill the air with awkward conversation.

Her hand slid across the counter before she handed me a envelope that had been laying on top of it, my eyes not finding the envelope before. My hand reached for the letter, my fingers sliding over hers before the envelope was transferred to mine. She was about to speak, her mouth opening to form words as her radio crackled to life, the dispatcher calling out her name.

She froze, looking at me before turning her head to speak into the radio.

"This is Haught."

"You're needed to assist a traffic accident on the south side of town."

"10-4, I'm headed there now." She smiled at me softly before she excused herself from the kitchen, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I looked down at the letter, knowing exactly who it would be from: The woman I had called 'mother' for years, but only after my birth mother had been killed; by me.