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“Uhm, yeah, maybe…” Bette answered.

“And does that need to be in the future?” Tina asked. She looked a little unsure of herself.

“What are you trying to say baby?”

“I was thinking last night… When Eric did… stuff… to me,” Tina began. “He didn’t use protection, I’m not on the pill either so, it could be that I’m pregnant. I’m not saying that I am, I will see if I get my period.”

“Wow that would be some heavy shit, babe”

“It would… What would you do if I was indeed pregnant?” Tina said while looking at the ground..

“If Eric didn’t accept the child and didn’t want parental rights, I would consider adopting it.” Bette said. Bette smiled at Tina who smiled back. “You, Bette Porter, are too good to be true.” Tina softly kissed Bette on the lips when there was a knock on the door and the doctor walked in.

“Hello” He said.

“Hello.” Bette and Tina said in union.

“I am here to take some more blood.” The doctor stated. “The reason that I’m going to do that is that there were a few blood samples mixed up the day we said you had HIV and we would like to run the test again, to see if it’s indeed true that you have HIV. I think there is a big chance you don’t have it, because normally we can’t even see that you have this if you aren’t having it for a few months. We will do the tests as fast as possible so you will get the results in the evening.”

Tina sat on the bed to give the doctor who was putting on gloves some more space. A few moments later the doctor was done and walked back out of the room.

“Please, let the results come back negative…” Tina said.

“Yeah… I want this shit to go away.” Bette commented. Tina smiled.

“What do you have with the word shit today?” she asked, smiling.

“I don’t know, I like to say shit.” Bette smiled back at her.

“Maybe we could watch some T.V., shit-lady, before Alice comes to bring the clothes.”

“Shit-lady? I don’t like that nickname.” Bette was mocking anger.