In the warm saloon in Tombstone there was a young blonde playing a round of poker. Much like her father Doc Holliday, Caroline Holliday was her father's daughter. Her hat or rather Doc's hat was tilted to cover the young blonde's face. "Might as well raise the bet to two hundred dollars." She says to the man across the table from herself. She gave a look that would rattle most as she popped a cigar into her mouth and struck a match to the cigar and began smoking it. Most would call the young woman's actions rather ludicrous and very unladylike. To which the blonde simply did not care. Essentially, the blonde was undeniably a carbon copy of the gambler Doc Holliday. That of whom she had never met as a week after the legendary gambler's death Caroline Holliday was born.
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Huckleberry
FanfictionCaroline Holliday is the daughter of the legendary Doc Holliday and Kate Cummings. Raised by her godfather Wyatt Earp she becomes essentially Doc Holliday 2.0