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Tina lay on a bed, in a cubical inside the ER in the nearest hospital. An IV in her arm. And oxygen tube up her nose. Her body shaking slightly. Bette sat to one side. Her mind racing. They couldn’t find what was wrong with Tina. They were running tests but her oxygen levels were low and her body was having some sort of reaction.
“I love you,” Tina whispered.
“I love you, God Ti, you’ve scared the shit out of me.”
“They don’t know yet babe,” Bette said softly.
“What?” Bette smiled slightly.
“Every time we try and get some us time I ruin it.”
“You’ve not ruined anything.” Bette took her wife’s hand and gently kissed her fingers.
“Well our romantic weekend in Yellowstone has yet again ended up with me sick,”
“If you’re sick you’re sick. I’m sure its something to do with the stress of air travel.”
“What do you mean?” Tina asked turning her head to look at her wife.
“Whenever we travel by air you get sick, even when we go to New York it takes you a day or so to calm down. I think it’s the stress of travelling does something to your system. It’s fine. You just scared the crap out of me.”
“My head went fussy and I got this burning pain in my head. I knew I had to get to you.” Tina remembered.
Before Bette could answer a doctor walked in.
“Hi, erm we’d like to do a CT and MRI scan.”
“Why?” Bette asked.
“I’m worried that the doctors in LA have missed something, please”
“Sure,” Tina said, laying back. “Do whatever.”
“No if this doctor wants to run tests, that I then have to pay for lets do this.”
“You do understand my wife has mental illness.”
“Illnesses from the look of her recorders.” The doctor said off hand.
“Fuck no, I want another doctor,”
“I don’t like you attuite.”
“B, it’s fine,” Tina said reaching out. knowing that Bette was just protecting her.
“It’s not Ti,”
“Bette, please.” Tina said, her fingers wrapping around Bette’s wrist. “Please.” She said again when Bette looked at her.
“Fine, do whatever.” Bette just took in her wife, wanting what was best for her, confusion raging. All she wanted right now was for her wife to be okay. But she had this horrible feeling it wasn’t going to be that easy.