A few days later and Tina is suffering from delayed shock. Bette suggests they go and see a counsellor together because Tina was at first reluctant when Bette broached the subject with her girlfriend.

Bette and Tina have just pulled up outside the building where they are to have their first therapy session so to speak.

‘Are you ready then babe?’ Bette asks Tina while reaching across to take Tina’s hand in hers while they were sat in the now stationary car.

‘As long as you’re with me, I’m ready for pretty much anything’ Tina smiled trying to convey her love and trust to Bette.

Bette noticed the fear in Tina’s eyes that she was trying to conceal with love.

Bette winked at her before releasing Tina’s hand and stepping out of the car and going round to the passenger door to help Tina out of the car and hold her hand to go inside.

Tina stepped out of the car and grabbed Bette’s extended hand to hold with a death grip as they walked through the automatic doors and up towards the reception desk.

‘Hello ladies, how can I help you both?’ a cheery middle aged woman asked from behind a pair of reading glasses that were slipping down her nose so she could not look through them properly.

‘Hey, I’m Bette Porter and this is Tina Kennard we have an appointment to see Dr Degeneres.’ Bette replied as she felt Tina squeeze her hand a little bit tighter than she thought possible.

‘That’s great, if you’d like to go and sit over there I’ll call you when she’s ready for you’ the lady smiled before returning to the paperwork that needed filing.

Bette guided Tina over to the chairs in the designated waiting area and they sat down.

They were the only people in the waiting room and after a few minutes of comfortable silence the receptionist called them through and directed them down the corridor to the room they needed to go to.

‘Hey, I’m Dr Degeneres but I prefer being called Ellen, it’s more friendly I think’ a slim blonde woman in her forties said as she gestured for Bette and Tina to sit down.