"She named her after my mother." Doc doesn't actually remember telling Wynonna about Alice, but. He must have. Either that or she looked her up on the Wikipedia or sommin' - but Wynonna isn't the type to do that. Maybe Waverly would, or Jeremy. But not Wynonna.

Maybe she does love him after all. Or at least, acknowledge that he's going to be involved in her life, in some shape or form.

"When my mother had tuberculosis, nobody could be there for her. I sat in the dark, and in the dirt, streams of amber candlelight and hushed, desperate prayers pourin' down in between the floorboards, and I listened to her die, alone and afraid, forlorn and forsaken." Doc moves his hand from under Malcolm's, to pick up his whiskey and finish it. When he sets the empty tumbler back down he keeps his hand on it, thumb stroking the side of the glass.

"Maybe it's a cursed name." Maybe all Alices are destined for abandonment.