Reaching across to pull Tori closer to her, Shane met nothing but cool sheets and as she looked around to try and find out where she had gone her eyes fell on the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.  Tori was sat by the window silhouetted by the rising sun behind her, framing her luscious body.  The sight took her breath away, it was like a physical representation of a poem or the stroke of an artists brush. it was perfection and beauty personified and all Shane wanted to do was to take Tori in her arms and hold her.  She knew that Tori was probably thinking about going home, it had been something that had been playing on her mind for a while now and Shane wasn’t sure why it seemed to affect her so much.  Maybe it was because she herself had never had a proper home and so did not know how much it hurt to see your home change so dramatically and spiral out of control, or how scary the thought of going back was.  Regardless of whether she understood or not she just wanted to be there for Tori, it was something that was new and scary for her but exciting at the same time.

Tori was so lost in thought that she didn’t notice that Shane had moved from the bed and was stood watching her.  Neither did she know how much she needed to feel Shane’s arms around her and be held by her until she felt the strong but fragile arms of the woman she loved encircle her in a tight embrace.  It was then that Tori understood what Tina meant when she said she felt ‘home’ in Bette’s arms.  Tori just leaned back into Shane’s embrace and both women stood there staring out the window, holding each other.