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It was time for them to leave, to get to Bette’s appointment on time. They took Tina’s car and Angie got to drive. She loved driving. Bette and Tina got into the backseat. Tina was a little nervous about the checkup. Bette tried to reassure her that everything was okay. They held hands all the way to the hospital. Angie maneuvered the car brilliantly and got the high fives from both her mom’s about her driving when they parked outside the hospital.
Tina takes a hold of Bette’s hand again outside the car and they walk inside and take the elevator up to the third floor where she was told to go last time. Bette let the nurses station there know she was there and they took a seat. The first check was scans of the head, so Tina could not join her for the first 30 minutes. They were told at the nurses station.
After a few minutes, Bette’s name is called. She stands up. Tina stands with her and bring her into a big warm hug. “I’ll be waiting right here. I love you.” Tina whispers and then kisses her softly on the lips.
“I love you too. I want you both in with me when we talk to the doctor after the scans.” Bette says.
“We’ll be here. Tell them to come and get us.” Tina replies. Angie also stands up and gives her mama B a big hug.
“Love you mom.” Angie says while hugging her tight.
“Love you too sweetie.” Bette whispers back. She then follows the nurse down the corridor.
Tina put her arm around Angie’s waist and gives her a loving squeeze.
“She’ll be okay.” Tina whispers, trying to convince herself more than anything. She wouldn’t settle the concerned feeling until they got the results later today.
“Yeah.” Angie agrees.
“Sweetie, I have to make a quick phone call. Will you be okay here alone for a few minutes?” Tina asks, looking at Angie.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine.” Angie replies with a smile as she walks over to the chairs and takes a seat again.
“Ok, I’ll be right back.” Tina says and walks a bit down the corridor towards where the elevators where. She takes out her cell phone and look up a number she got from a colleague. A number to a therapist. It was about time she started to dig deep into what caused her to leave her family.