This story has been set to a rating of PG. Age verification is required to proceed.
Tina looked down as she thought and noticed the time was off on her watch. She furrowed her brows and adjusted the hands. God she loved this woman, because she knew, bottom line, she meant just that. She was worried about her safety. ”I know, I am on a plane tomorrow.”
Tina watched the familiar yet unfamiliar landscape of Los Angeles as her driver traveled down an empty 110 Freeway heading towards Silver Lake. She told Bette she would be very late and not to wait up or bother picking her up. One of the perks of her new position was having a driver on call. Bette had been telling her over the last few days how California, especially Los Angeles was handling the Pandemic, but she was still surprised by the slowdown of the city. Los Angeles was fast paced and if you waited too long you got left behind. This was probably the biggest adjustment she had to make when she first moved to Los Angeles over 20 years ago. She would have never believed there was anything that could slow down Los Angeles, let alone for a week. Who would have ever thought the world could be shut down, but here she was moving through one of the biggest cities in the United States that had effectively been brought to a halt. The driver turned the corner and Tina could see that Bette had left the light on. Of course she did, Tina thought as the driver pulled up to the gate. She thanked the driver and gave him a large tip after he placed her two pieces of luggage and five boxes of books just inside the gate. It was his job, but it was late and they were in a Pandemic. A little extra was very appropriate, she thought. She looked up at the house, then grabbed one of the suitcases and headed towards the front door. As she reached the entryway, the door opened. There stood Bette with a hesitant smile and water rimmed eyes. She gave her a tired smile back as Bette approached her with opened arms. She sunk into the comfort of Bette’s arms with exhaustion.
Bette for her part, just stood there holding Tina with a sense of relief that she was finally home. Bette pulled back just far enough to give Tina a sweet kiss. She could see Tina’s exhaustion. Tina’s heart skipped as she felt a sense of balance with Bette’s gentle release. She couldn’t fight the tears that began to well in her eyes as she watched Bette without emotion or feeling head towards the gate to get Tina’s things grabbing a tarp from an outside storage bin along the way. Tina turned towards the house and could hear Bette’s feet crunch on the gravel path. She approached the door with her suitcase and entered their home with a tired sigh. She sat the case inside the door as she turned just in time to catch Bette secure the gate and throw the tarp over the five boxes. Tina followed Bette with her eyes as Bette walked back with the other suitcase. She came through the door placing it next to the other. She paused studying Tina for a second. Bette let out a long breath as if she had been holding it for a long time and then reached out for Tina’s hand that was already there waiting for her to grasp it. No words were exchanged on this odd home coming. Just a sense of relief that both women felt knowing that in this time of uncertainty, the other was safe and that their family was together.