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Collision Course 4.86 – Beholder
Bette turned her head, meeting Tina’s dark eyed gaze, “You ok?” asked Bette.
“I am,” said Tina, with a small smile on her full lips. “I’m just anxious to hear about the twins, to hear about Shane, to know that everything is okay in our little world.”
“Me too,” said Bette, resting her head on Tina’s chest again, drifting back into thought. Thoughts of how thing were coming full circle. She, Bette Porter, had her family back. Tina was still in love with her, no, scratch that. Tina had fallen in love with her again, because after all they’d been through, their love had changed immensely. Taking twists and turns that had left each of them reeling, breathless and lost, but now they were found, and they’d found each other. How different was Tina now? Bette knew that she wasn’t the happy housewife anymore. She was an executive for a growing company, on the rise and Bette had to admit that she was much more than her equal. She didn’t need Bette’s money and she didn’t need Bette’s advice. Tina wanted her to be a part of her life, equals, just as they’d been when they’d met, but so much more now, mothers and lovers, friends and companions.
“Anyone want some coffee?” asked Rosita, standing and releasing Alice’s hand, which she’d been holding. They’d been in a whispery conference with one another, sneaking kisses, soft giggles and Rosita telling some sort of story because her hands never stopped moving.
“Let me help you,” said Bette quietly. Standing and feeling her legs uncramping as she stretched; Bette bent over and kissed Tina gently. “I’ll be right back; you want something sweet to snack on?”
“Just you,” teased Tina and Bette cocked a shapely eyebrow. They exchanged a heated look, and Alice rolled her eyes.
“Ahhhh, get a room!” snapped Alice and they all laughed, all worried that they hadn’t heard much from Shane or Lara in the last few hours.
Ro and Bette exited the room, going off down the street to find some coffee and some food, the night having changed slowly to day.
“So…,” said Alice with a grin once their women were gone. “I’m getting married.”
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I know that we as reader ask a lot from you writer. Please keep the three of them safe,and healthy. The whole gang really can’t stand another death. Slow down on your work habit and stay safe yourself. thanks bvh
Oi! No, JM! No Shane dying. My reality simply doesn’t allow it. I can just about bear Dana being gone, Kit, even Sam… Shane is a no-no. I choose to believe, that in the absence of La Rogue, all will be well, oui? Oui. Now that *that’s* all settled, I wanted to say that these last two chapters are fabulous, and I want more. Thanks, JM, do post when you can. Cheers!
Oy, the drama!! What a talent you have. Can’t wait for your next chapter!
Those babies need thier mom, Shane is strong she has to pull through.
Ahhh! You always do that! omg, can’t wait for the next one now, and I’m supposed to study for finals, thats gonna be fun. I’ll work around it, I want to know what happens to Shane! Since the babies are ok thats two less to worry about. As for the House thing, you got that kinda family feeling from 13 and House too? I’m still not too sure though. But yeah I sometimes catch myself calling her Alex, as she played Alex on the OC, that was the only season I really watched haha, but I cant decide if I like her as brunette or blonde better… she looks good either way.
jeez, Janet… happy thoughts, happy thoughts… the Rogue is on the loose and wreaking havoc!! Shane?? These spaced out posts are killing me. Always look forward to your posts…rogue or not! Great poem, so very fitting.
Dammit woman! I hate cliff hangers…but I love your story. Please update soon.
Noooo Yoda can’t die, is the drama going to be coming thick and fast, I trust you to make it right. Thank you.
At the end my thoughts were No Shane can’t die, then I remembered who I was reading and that anything is possible. In enjoying all your stories I have learned to expect the unexpected I think that is why I looking forward to your stories. and miss them whem they are not around. Thank You for want you do.