watch_dogs / wynonna earp } { i been lost somewhere between heaven and hell

[stupetballs]

[The fog has been rolling in for weeks now. Curling up out of the trees, messing with people's minds, and while Waverly and Wynonna did go through a stretch of forgetting things, there's also things that she remembered too.

Things from somewhere else.

Things from Hell.

She doesn't know if Wynonna remembers, and she doesn't want to ask. She doesn't want to think that if for some reason she doesn't, her question is the thing that triggers the deluge of memories of the pain and suffering they spent there. So she keeps it to herself, toiling away with Jeremy and regular cases and hoping that one day, she'll be able to put it all behind them.

They get a call one day, about someone having been found in the fog. It's unsure how much of an affect it's had on him, but Jeremy manages to divert him back to Shorty's so they can get a better look at him. He doesn't have any ID, any phone, and he's definitely not one of the locals. But the moment they place him on the pool table to get a better look, Waverly almost drops the bottle of whiskey in her hand.]

Oh my god, Aiden.

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[the_vigilante]

[the sound of his name snaps him out of his barely consciousness, and immediately, reflexively his fingers go for his hip and the gun that's usually there. unfortunately, he's as unarmed as he is without identification, and that gets him to sit up a little more. he feels like he's going to be sick, moving just that little bit, but like fuck he's just going to sit here and take whatever bullshit Hell's drug him into, now]

[give him a minute to realize where he is, exactly]

[stupetballs]

Do you think you could point us in a general direction?

[Waverly stands in the middle of the forge, trying to go through Mattie's records. Greta on Waverly's phone is sitting on a table nearby, propped up against a stack of books.]

Your sister's filing system does ... not really make sense?

["Hard to really say if I don't know what you're looking for," Greta comments, dressed in her scrubs as she sits in her car in her break. "But you're not wrong. Mattie stored things to make sense to her, not anyone else."]