“It must be the day for it, what is it?” asked Jo softly noticing that the car had slowed down considerably.  The driver was paying more attention to her than the road it seemed.

            “I um…  well, I guess I can wait…”

            “No, it can’t, come on, tell me…,” cooed Jo softly wondering what in the world could have happened in a few hours that made Bette feel the need to confess to her about it from 3,000 miles away.

            “I looked at your latest story,” began Bette, licking her lips and staring hard at the laptop that had beckoned her to do something she usually wouldn’t do.  Actually, it was something that she would have done, a long time ago, before Jo had come into her life. 

            “Ah, sweetness, that’s fine…  what is the big deal, if you want to read…”

            “Then I read your email…”

            The statement hung like an anvil over Jo, biting her lips, her fangs showing, feeling them pierce through the skin as her anger bubbled, then Jo slammed it down, easing into the seat, making sure that the detective didn’t see her face.  Licking the blood off them quickly, “Which one did you read, or ones?”

            Bette closed her eyes, hearing the hardness in her voice, hating herself for the insecurities that had made her read that email, “Jo…  I’m so sorry, I wasn’t thinking…”

            “How about we discuss this later?” said Jo, cutting off Bette with a stiff jolt, not wanting to hear the excuses, wanting to focus on something else all together now.

            “But…,” began Bette wanting to explain, but knowing that she couldn’t, there had been absolutely no reason for her to invade Jo’s privacy that way.  It had been childish, and Bette was more mature than that, at least, she should have been.  The thought of Amy Astin hovered over Bette often, making her think that Jo was going to go back to that one great true love, the love that transcended time, and life, and everything else. 

            “Listen, we are going to talk about this when I get back to LA, I’m at the station and I have to go, just…  I’ll see you later.”