[ She'd hated to leave Jopson, considering the shape he's in, but she'd heard what happened, and she can't— she has to see Kate, to find Little. Thomas is comfortable, recovering, when she leaves, and she swears to him she'll be back early the next day. He'll be all right. She hopes he'll be all right.
That was before the woman in furs, and her hand on Wynonna's chest. It was before the moment of pure peace that she wants to sink into, that brings tears springing to her eyes. It was before the scream.
And then, in the sudden wash of daylight, she finds a trail. Shuffled steps from someone trying to run through the snow. And up ahead, a familiar gleam of dark blonde hair. ]
Kate!
[ She's running now, too, heart thundering in her chest, fear buzzing under her skin. ]
one.
That was before the woman in furs, and her hand on Wynonna's chest. It was before the moment of pure peace that she wants to sink into, that brings tears springing to her eyes. It was before the scream.
And then, in the sudden wash of daylight, she finds a trail. Shuffled steps from someone trying to run through the snow. And up ahead, a familiar gleam of dark blonde hair. ]
Kate!
[ She's running now, too, heart thundering in her chest, fear buzzing under her skin. ]
Kate, stop!