”…You have a son?” Elisa asked softly.

”…Had. I… I had a son. He liked music… he could play…” She found herself unexpectedly shedding tears and she wiped the tears away and angrily backhanded her plate and glass of water off of the table in front of her, got up, knocking her chair over as she did, and walked away, bracing her hands on the kitchen counter. On the inside she was seething, mad at herself, mad at the world, but mostly just mad at nothing, because really, deep down, she knew, just by having lived with this for as long as she had, that there was nothing really that her anger over this could affect, nothing at all, that’s what made it as bad as it was.

It was in this state that she felt a soft hand on her shoulder. ”It… it’ll be okay.” Elisa’s soft voice said.

Somehow that set something off inside her and she spun around and grabbed the other woman by the shoulders and backed her up against the counter, growling at her as if she were still a gargoyle, the look in her eyes was unforgiving, but somehow she just felt powerless and hated it. And then she found herself kissing Elisa, roughly, as if she were demanding something from her.

Elisa was stiff against her, her body ridged at first, but then she relaxed and began to kiss her back.

Once she actually realized what she was doing, Dominique stopped and stepped back, looking into Elisa’s eyes with a surprised yet open honesty. ”I don’t know why I did that.” She told her with quiet candor, looking away from Elisa.

”…you like me.” Elisa said back simply as an explanation.

Dominique looked back up into her eyes at that.

”It’s generally the only explanation.” Elisa told her quietly. She wasn’t flirting or anything, she just said it because it was true. Honestly, she wasn’t at all sure how she felt about what had just happened. She couldn’t deny the attraction was definitely mutual though, or that she felt warm all over and that her body was telling her to just go with it, maybe kiss Dominique back. Of course, that wasn’t going to happen. For one thing, that was obviously the last thing the woman in front of her needed from her right now.