Lying in bed, still naked, looking at each other, just thinking about it was putting goose pumps on Bettes skin.

Tina was asleep at her side, peacefully, with a smile on her face. Looking at her, removing one rebel lock of hair from her face Bette remember how easily they were talking these days. Just thinking about their conversation just an hour ago as they came back from the bathroom made her giggles with happiness.

Sharing a big towel they run back to their bedroom, still dripping bubbled water from the tub, laughing like teenagers.

They lied in bed looking ate each other, smiling, teasing each other with their eyes. Bette taking the towel started drying Tinas body, slowly, carefully caressing her curves, enjoy the loving look on her eyes, the relaxing look on her face as exhaustion was getting into her, as lusty tiredness was showing her ***** face on her lips as her beautiful smile was drifting, falling down, closing her eyes.
But as Bette was caressing her, Tina opened her eyes and then, taking Bettes hand she noticed something. Looking at Bette, rising her eyebrow she asked, confused,

“Where is your cast?”
Taking Bettes other hand Tina was looking at Bettes hands and then back at her.

“Glad you noticed Bette chuckled.
“What happened, are you ok? Tina asked, sitting on the bed, looking at Bette, caressing her wounded, bit purple fragile hand.

“Yeah, I was getting tired of it so Alice took it out Bette proudly said.
What you mean? Alice? Tina could not believe was she was hearing. since when does she know about that?

Its ok Tee, I called Dr Wilson, asked her if she thought Id do it, she said it was ok Bette was loving the concerned look on Tinas face…”will have an x-ray tomorrow, ok?”

Looking at Bette in silence for a few seconds Tina was realizing everything.

God (she chuckled, blushing)..she must think we are some kind of pervertswhen did you call her?
Yesterday smiled Bette
God, and I called her today, asking her about ***** god Tina, blushing was covering her face.

Its ok Bug, am sure she think is great Bettes face could not hide the big smile that was growing.

Nodding, smiling, caressing Bettes purple thin fingers, Tina added,

How did Alice take it off?
You know how she is Mc Gyver I dont know she has so many tools she brought some kind of scissors and then cut it off nonchalantly answered Bette, knitting her fingers with Tinas it took you some time to noticed eh? she teased, tightening Tinas hand.

Well, you kept me occupied, I wasnt focusing you know blushed Tina again, smiling.

Oh, you were focusing just fine Tee kissed Bette, whispering.

Remembering the conversation, Tinas blushing, looking at her now was, was filling Bettes wounded heart.
With each new day she was feeling her life back, her future setting, her hopes staying, growing.

After kissing Tina lightly on the cheek Bette jumped off the bed to take a t-shirt from the drawer and then to close the windows, as it was getting bit cooler.

As she walked towards the windows she noticed Tinas laptop on the floor, at her side of the bed. Kneeling down to close it she noticed it was on, so touching it to turn it off she saw what Tina has been writing, she didnt intent to read it but as her conscience was closing her eyes, telling her to turn it off some words she saw accidentally were dancing in her mind, calling, waking her senses, her curiosity.

Sitting on the floor, her back leaning on the bed, listening, feeling Tinas sleeping breathing on her neck Bette opened the lap top wider and scrolling the page up she started reading, words dancing in front of her



Julesjust a name, but now with so many meanings, so many hopes, so many promises just writing it down makes me smile, its a boy our boy…and it already has a story waiting for him it already has a smile glued to each an every letter of it, has a meaning for so many people already Bette am glad she agreed on this I guess I didnt leave her any option once I told her Shanes story and its meaning…its just happiness saying it out loud puts a smile on my face, listening to it, thinking about it, remembering the look on Shanes face when I told her it puts a smile on my face is this happiness?…I dont know what the word means it changes, but now, here, as I write all this no sense down it has many different meanings Happiness ….waking up in her arms, feeling her warm body besides mine, opening my eyes to see her sleeping peacefully, looking at her, caressing her soft body in her sleep, noticing her shivering from my touch, covering her with the sheet watching the sun rise, feeling the warm breeze caress my senses while I touch my belly, feeling life growing inside thinking about the joy that these new lives are bringing not just to me but to Bette and all of our friends our family Bettes laughter, hearing her laughing with the girls when she thinks am sleeping here, noticing her non threaten body relax when she looks at me, when she touches my belly when she thinks am sleeping smelling the grass in the morning, still wet, walking barefoot by the pool, knowing that Bette is still sleeping, knowing that she will wake up looking for me Happiness is such a weak word but so full of hopes, of promises its strength is in the idea, the feeling that it comes with the knowledge that is comes in minutes, in seconds, that travels light but always bringing heavy luggage Im happy to know that my luggage is getting heavier, so many memories, so many mistakes, so many kisses but at the end, what happiness brings is light, is timeless, endless Bettes smile, Alices big heart, Shanes shy wisdom, Danas generosity Bettes hands, how much they say about her, how little she knows about the power her hands have how comforting her touch can be, how ***** too her lips, so honest, so soft, so tender but passionate and then her embrace how scare she is to let it go, to fully feel it but how hard she tries she doesnt know how much I love her guilt, I hate that she still feels guilty but is so comforting, so hopeful I love that she can talk with the girls now, that she let them tease her, that she let them see her true self, I feel happy to share the real Bette with them is so good, so precious Happiness is so rare, so precious, seconds that last hours, minutes that last days, hours that last yearsa touch, a smile, a tear so many tastes, so many memories but in the end am scare to even write it, Happiness has just one meaning, it travels light but with so many luggageBette

Feeling the fat warm tears rolling down her face Bette closed her eyes, shivering, wanting to sob, to cry, to wake Tina up, promising her the moon, the stars, everything in the universe, but was unable to move her eyes from the screen.

Tinas words dancing, showing her true love, her confidence, her forgiveness, her pain saving the document, placing the laptop back on the floor, under the night stand Bette walked back to the bed. Lying down, she carefully move closer to Tina, adjusting her body to hers, covering her nudeness with her body, her arm around Tinas waits, ducking her face on her neck, smelling her scent, kissing her shoulder Feeling Tinas body sleeping, breathing, peacefully resting, Bette knew that no matter what or how she was going to wake up every day thanking god for that woman, for the babies she was carrying, for the life she gave her back, for the memories she carried, for the pain she forgot, for the promises she made whispering Tinas name Bette fall asleep caressing her future.