Bette was sitting in the living room, reading an article titled ‘The Coalition Headed By Fae Buckley Tackles The M.O.N.A.’. Bette underlines ‘Fae Buckley’ with her pen, this woman is a piece of work she thought as she read this article. She had been texting James the last few days about Fae Buckley. She has yet to show herself, and Bette was already prepped for anything Fae had to say. This bitch is crazy. Loud laughter brought Bette out of her reverie. It was Tina and Bex; they were sitting on the floor playing with little Bex’s princess dolls. All day Bette had been watching Tina’s interaction with Bex and feeling proud that she was the mother of her child. Bette smiled as she watched her wife play with the little one. Bette and Tina felt that this was a perfect opportunity to practice their parenting skills, they welcomed Bex’s presence at anytime. She got up and walked to the kitchen and started making them some lunch, Bex was due for a nap in about an hour. As Bette made their lunch she thought about the baby growing inside Tina, what would he or she look like? Would their baby be happy? Would it be healthy? Tina brought her from her thoughts.

“Ok babe,” Tina asked.

“I’m sorry Tee, I spaced out, what did you say?”

“I said, Jenny’s coming over to do some writing by the pool. She needed a change of scenery.”

“Oh,” Bette chuckled, “that’s cool. Lunch is almost ready. I can see little Bexie in there rubbing her eyes. She’s almost ready for naptime, after she gets some lunch, she’ll knock out for sure.”

“Sounds good babe. What do you think about going to dinner with Helena and Marina tonight?”

“Oh, um,” Bette said, apprehension setting in her face, “I guess that would be fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes babe, that’s fine.”

“Cool,” Tina said, grinning from ear to ear, “I’m going to text Marina back and let her know we’ll be there.”

“Ok,” Bette replied. She didn’t much like the idea of going to dinner with Helena Peabody. Marina was a dear friend; she always enjoyed an intellectual conversation with her. But with all the things she knows about Helena Peabody, she didn’t feel comfortable with Tina working so closely with her. Hopefully Helena will live up to part of her reputation and just have her name backing the company and not work a single hour. They all sat down and enjoyed their lunch and as Bette predicted, Bex barely made it through lunch before she fell asleep. Bette cleaned her little face and hands and picked her up, and she immediately found comfort in the space between Bette’s neck and shoulder. Bette rocked her back and forth while rubbing her back as Tina made a make shift bed in her playpen. Bette placed Bex gently down into the playpen they left her in peace. They ventured to the living room to clean up a little.