What if PT2 – Chapter one –end:

She had waited all night to tell Bette and meant to say it in a more romantic setting but she was frankly exhausted.

“Bette I’m ovulating.” She whispered into her chest.

Bette gasped with her mouth open not saying a word.  

The room was pitch dark, and silent. All she could hear was her life breathing against her chest. No doubt Tina could probably hear her heart pounding, thud, thud, thud, if sleep hadn’t taken her so quickly. The day’s stress, exhaustion, and the pain in her body, suddenly lifted off from her shoulders. Just from those simple, yet powerful words from her Tina. She could see her future so vividly emblazoned in her mind that it brought tears to her eyes. Bette held onto Tina tight, wrapping her arms around her and intertwining their legs. If there was a way to get any closer she would’ve.

It had ended all too quickly. Our first seven years meant the world to me, she thought. I can’t think of anything else that I could’ve or we could’ve done to have made it better. What’s done is done. Bette rested her head on Tina’s and let a new set of tears fall onto Tina’s skin. These weren’t tears brought from fear. These tears that fell onto her sweet Tina were messengers of unspeakable love. This was a new beginning.

Chapter two:

“Bette!” Tina screamed from the bathroom. She had woken up remembering faintly that she had told Bette that she was ovulating just before falling asleep. Seconds later she had woke a sleeping Bette for sex. She needed to feel close to her- to make love. Bette surprised herself- with her stamina when they had made love well into the morning hours. The night before she was sure she was going to need to call out.

Bette ran to the bathroom out of breath. Tina was ovulating! Finally ovulating! Bette was nervous more than ever. She was beside Tina in seconds. She had promised to attend every single one of the doctor’s appointments. This time around she would wait on her hand and foot, making sure Tina was well rested and had everything she needed or wanted.