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A strange phone call

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Studying and research for hours on end would bore most people. But Waverly Earp was not like most people. She particularly enjoyed doing her studying. Especially when it was for a case. Waverly was spending quite a lot of time with her studies. She occasionally checked the clock, waiting for it to be noon so that she could have a nice lunch with her beautiful wife.

She really enjoyed her lunches with Nicole. With Chrissy, Wynonna, and Doc gone and Nicole reinstated as Sheriff, she hadn't had the opportunity to hang out with anyone. Rachel and Billy were out of town with Nedley, and Jeremy was busy at Black Badge. So, Waverly was a bit disappointed that she had nothing else to do at the present moment. Not that she was upset. She knew how important Nicole's job was to her. Nicole spent a long time hiding in the Homestead, both ashamed of her selling out Doc, and embarrassed of the Chicken Kicker Incident. 

But after Nicole gave her speech at Shorty's and got her job back, she seemed to slowly but surely regain her confidence. And since becoming the Angel's Shield, she seemed more confident than ever before. She still dealt with PTSD, but the support of her loved ones, as well as the therapist that Nicole had recently started seeing, helped out a great deal. Nicole was the best sheriff Purgatory could ask for, and Waverly couldn't be more proud of her wife.

She was just about to get back to her research when her cell phone went off. Checking it, she saw that it was an unknown number. Accepting the call, she brought the phone to her ear.  

"Hello?" she answered. 

"Is this Waverly Earp?" a deep male voice said.

"Yes, this is her."

"My name is Officer Tom Freeman. I'm calling to inform you that there is an arrest warrant out for you." 

Waverly was shocked to hear this. She'd lived in Purgatory her whole life and never once knew a cop by that name. Yes, she'd been out of town for a year and a half, but why would they be calling her on the phone? It didn't make sense.

"What do you mean?" Waverly asked. "I haven't committed any crime!"

"Miss Earp," Freeman started. "We have irrefutable evidence that you've been dealing in drugs over the past year. If you do not pay $1000 in bail today, I'm afraid you will be sent to jail."

Waverly was incredulous. How could she have possibly been committing a crime when she'd been gone for a year and a half? It didn't add up. And who would ask to pay money in bail with the threat of being arrested? 

Waverly angrily said, "This is ridiculous! I've been gone for over a year! There's no way I could've been dealing in drugs!"

"Miss Earp," Freeman calmly said. "I'm gonna have to ask you to be calm, or I will have you arrested. The evidence is right on our computers. The judge has already issued the warrant, and the Sheriff has already put out an AMBER alert."

Waverly was even more outraged. Nicole would never order an arrest on her, or anyone for that matter, without strong evidence. And there can't be evidence if she's done nothing. Even if she did commit a crime, Nicole would be legally required to recuse herself. 

Still, she had to be cautious. A lot might've changed in the time she's been gone. So, after taking a deep breath, she spoke again. 

"I'm sorry, Officer. How can I pay the bail?"

"I'll need you to issue a payment via bitcoin."

"Bitcoin?" Waverly asked suspiciously. "I don't even use that. I can't do that. Can't we just meet in person?"

"Let me talk with my supervisor," Freeman replied. After a few minutes of silence, he got back on the phone "Alright, where would you like to meet?"

Two hours later...

Waverly sat at the coffee shop, waiting patiently for Freeman to arrive. She felt nervous. She knew she was taking a dangerous risk, but she had to do it. It was the only way. 

Just then, a middle-aged man looking to be in his forties, entered the coffee shop. He saw Waverly and walked over to her. 

"Waverly Earp?" he asked.

"Yes, that's me," she replied.

"I'm Officer Freeman" he extended a hand to shake. She reluctantly accepted. She couldn't believe that he was a cop. His black hair was messy and dirty, and no self-respecting cop would be wearing a dirty shirt and jeans. But she still tried to be polite.

"So, do you have the money?" he asked.

Waverly took a deep breath. She knew that she was treading on thin ice, but she remained calm, and carefully handed over the envelope. 

"Here it is," she replied. "Now, about my arrest warrant?"

"Don't worry," Tom said. "It will be cleared as soon as I take it back to the station. Have a pleasant day." He was just about to get up when Waverly's voice stopped him. 

"Hold on," she said. "Are you really a cop? Where's your badge?"

"I'm undercover," he said. "I can't raise suspicion." 

"But even undercover cops carry badges," she said. "And shouldn't there be paperwork to fill out?"

"The Sheriff will take care of that," he said as he stood up. "Now, I need to get this to the station."

"Right, about that," Waverly started. "Do you even know the Sheriff's name?"

"Of course I do," he replied with a little annoyance. "It's Nicole Haught."

"Right," she said. "And do you know her hair color? Eye color? Badge number? Do you even know her immediate family?"

"Why is that important?" he asked getting more annoyed.

"Open that envelope," she said.

"Why?" he asked.

"Just open it," she insisted.

He opened the envelope and saw not a wad of money, but a photo of Waverly and Nicole. 

"What's going on?" he said. "Who's this?" 

"That's me and my wife," she said. "AKA the Sheriff of this town."

Freeman's face instantly turned white. Panicking, he dropped the envelope and photo and quickly ran out of the coffee shop, only to be greeted by Nicole and two other officers pointing guns at him.

"On your knees with your hands in the air!" Nicole screamed.

Tom Freeman immediately got on his knees with his hands up. The cops holstered their guns and one came around to handcuff Freeman.

"You're under arrest for impersonating a police officer," One officer said as Freeman was handcuffed.

When Waverly exited the coffee shop, Nicole immediately ran over to hug her.

"Waves!" Nicole said as she pulled away to look at her. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Nicole," she reassured. "He never hurt me."

Though she was on duty, the other cops didn't seem to care about their informality, considering the circumstances.

"You stupid bitch!" Freeman yelled. "You'll pay for this!"

"I don't think so," Waverly smugly replied. "Not only are there cameras all over the coffee shop, but the moment you said you were a police officer, I recorded our entire conversation. Also, when I called my wife to tell her of this, she said that she's been getting reports of police scams for a while now. You're going away for a long time."

"Dammit," Freeman yelled, as the cops rose him to his feet.

"Take him away boys," Nicole ordered.

As the cops took Freeman away, Nicole turned to Waverly and asked, "So, once I'm done here, would you care for lunch?"

"I'd be delighted," Waverly said. The two shared a quick kiss before Nicole went to her police car.



The End