I found this fic buried in my files and realized I never posted it so I dusted it off and fixed it up! There is a scene that might seem out of character for Vin and Chris but that is where the muse took me! Enjoy!

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True weaved her way through town being sure to hide the bottle of whiskey she'd taken as there were quite a few busybodies milling about. Josiah was on patrol so she headed towards the back of the church and called on Air to lift her up onto the roof. It was out of the way and not easily accessible so she figured this was the best place to go where no one would see her.

Straddling the peak of the roof, she pulled the electric blue pill from her pocket, popped it in her mouth, and swallowed it down with a swig of whiskey. Man she loved how she felt after taking that little pill. It was like floating on a cloud and eating your favorite pie all at once. The bottle was only a third full when she took it so she drank most of it then slid down the roof so she could push her feet against the eave and lay back on the incline. God she loved pie. After a few minutes, her whole body relaxed and she stared up into the sky. She didn't know how long she laid there before she heard something on the side of the church, but found she really didn't care enough to find out what it was.

"True?"

True craned her head to look down. "Hi Creed! C'mon up here an sit a spell."

His eyes widened when he saw the whiskey bottle. "Are you crazy!"

"Yep!" She giggled.

"C'mon over here and I'll help you down." He wasn't sure exactly how he was going to do that since she was so high up but he'd figure something out. There was no way he was going up there.

"Naaah. I'm staying riiiiight here." She slid a little and knocked a shingle off. "Oops."

"Dammit!" Creed growled. "Guess I'm going up there after all." He muttered to himself as he put a ladder Josiah had left outside against the church. It took all of his courage to climb up until he was level with the roof and crawl over to True. He grabbed hold of her arms and pulled her back up to the peak, doing his best to not look down.

True smiled and held out the bottle to him. "Want some?"

"NO! I swear True, if you don't come down with me now I'm gonna…" He paused when saw her eyes. It was obvious to him she'd done something more than drink whiskey. "What the hell…True, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothin. Absolutely positively nothin."

Creed didn't know what to do. He knew if he didn't get help she'd fall, but he didn't think he could climb down on his own now that he was up there. Despite knowing True was going to kill him when she was sober and the fact he was terrified, he leaned over the edge a bit and looked down to see if anyone was below them. "Mr. Josiah!"

Josiah was just heading inside after his patrol and was startled when he heard someone call his name. "Creed, what the Devil? True?"

"Mr. Josiah I need help. True's drinkin and she aint right. I cant get her ta go down."

"Shit." Josiah swore uncharacteristically. He ran towards the saloon, returning in minutes with Chris and Rhianna followed by Buck, Ezra and JD. Creed's father wasn't far behind.

Chris glared up at Creed. "What the hell were you two thinkin?"

"It werent me. I saw her up here and she didn't look right. I was afraid she was gonna get hurt so I came up here ta get her down. Now I cant get down."

Chris, knowing the boy was afraid of heights, waved JD over. "Go get a rope."

Rhianna was standing quietly, staring up at Creed. She had to admit she was quite impressed Creed climbed up there despite his fear. He was more like Canyon that she had realized. She could see real concern in his face and knew something must really be wrong with her cousin. She tried to read True's mind, but it was a jumbled mess of thoughts and emotions. It would take a little bit for her to piece it together.

JD returned and Chris took the rope, climbed the ladder and slowly made his way to Creed. "Put this around your waist. I'll help you climb down first." Creed quickly did as instructed. He didn't want to spend one minute more up here than necessary.

Chris helped him over to the ladder, the braced his feet and held the rope. "Go ahead and climb down. I've got the rope and will follow you, okay?"

With a nod, Creed climbed down. He was never so grateful then when his feet hit solid ground. He wasted no time in running to his father and throwing his arms around his waist. That was one of the most frightening things he'd ever done and he needed to feel the safety his fathers arms provided. The men watched for a moment then turned back to the matter at hand, leaving the boy alone so he could compose himself.

Meanwhile, Rhianna had worked out what was flying through True's head. "Holy mother of god!"

Chris looked up sharply. "What?"

"She is drunk…"

"Yes I know that!" He growled.

"No, you don't understand." Rhianna took a quick look to make sure Mr. Tucker was far enough away to not hear her. "She took Kyrloghe!"

"What?"

"Chris, aint that the stuff she took before, when she cut herself up to find that growth thing?" JD asked quietly.

"Was the pill blue?" Rhianna asked alarmed.

"Yes."

"Oh, no. We have an extremely large problem. She cannot take Kyrloghe and drink, Chris. She loses control of her powers! If she should start to fall, she will not be able to use her powers to catch herself."

"Ah hell." Chris quickly returned to the ladder and climbed up.

"Be careful! If she gets angry or upset things will not go well."

"What do you mean?"

"If she decides to fight and use one of her powers it may not do what it's supposed to. Something small could turn into a devastating catastrophe."

"She's that powerful?"

"Yes." None of the men knew what her cousin could really do but she did and it could go very badly if something set True off.

Chris swore and slid over to True. "Hey sweetheart."

"Hi Chris! Want some?" She offered the bottle.

Chris, realizing this would be his only chance to get the whiskey away from her, took the bottle. "Thanks." He took a swig to stead his nerves. They sat in silence for a few minutes before he spoke again. "What are you doing up here?"

"Relaxin." She looked at Chris. "Where's Vin?"

"Still at Netties."

"Figures." She reached to take the bottle back but Chris pulled it away. "Gimme some."

He was about to tell her no, when he noticed there was barely a swallow left. Remembering what Rhianna said, he relutantly handed it over.

True put the bottle to her lips, tilted it to take a swig and frowned when only a few drops fell into her mouth. "Well fuck." She laid her head back and closed her eyes. "Guess we'll have ta get more."

"Why don't we get down from here and get some?"

"In a minute." She reached up and rubbed the stubble on his cheek. To her, the coarse hair felt as soft as a powder puff. "I'm feeling reallllly good."

Chris took her hand. "I can see that."

"Do ya know when Vin's gonna come back?"

"I expect tomorrow."

"Ah, it don't matter anyway. He'll just go to Laurens. Maybe I should set that fuckin house on fire, then he wont have nothin ta work on." She slurred. "When are you an Mary gonna get married?" The drug and alcohol were really starting to affect her and she was having trouble stringing her thoughts together.

"When the time is right I suppose."

"Okay."

A few more silent moments passed. "True?" When she didn't answer, he sat up to get a better look at her face. Her eyes were open, but unfocused, and she had a little smile on her face. It appeared the full effect of the drug and whiskey were taking hold.

"Rhianna?" He called down.

She's floating in her own world now. You should be able to move her without her even noticing."

Chris carefully slid True towards the ladder and handed her over to Josiah, who had climbed up to meet him. "I'll get her inside." He carried her into the Church and back to his room, the rest of the group trailing behind him.

Rhianna hurried to her side, put her hand on True's forehead, and closed her eyes. After a few moments, she looked up at Chris. "She's down deep. We have to get as much of this out of her system as we can."

"JD! Go get Nathan."

Nathan returned in record time. Rhianna quickly explained what they needed to do, and Nathan administered an emetic. They sat her up to lean her over a bucket and within minutes, True was vomiting.

After an hour, Rhianna checked her again. "Better. I can hear her thoughts now. She will sleep a few hours but she should be fine…at least until I kill her!"

Chris sighed in relief. "Keep an eye on her. I'm gonna go get Vin."