Tina takes the phone and dials Bette’s number. "I can’t believe I’m doing this."

"Hello." Bette says.

"Hi Bette. It’s Tina…"

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"Hey…" Bette’s replies. "What’s wrong?" She asked, because, she wasn’t expecting a phone call from Tina. But, she wasn’t surprised to receive one. Tina had some explaining to do about last night. The dance to Bette seemed a bit close and personal. What did it mean? Bette thought.

"Nothing’s wrong." Tina replies.

"Are you sure?" Bette asked.

Tina disliked it when Bette treated her so gingerly. "Yes, Bette. I’m fine, okay." She smiles.

"Okay." Bette replies, as she inhales some fresh air. She slowly releases it and says, "the baby’s awake. Do you wanna speak to her?" Bette asked. She didn’t know of anything else to say.

"No…" Tina replies. She stands from her chair and exits across the room. She turns around, with her hand covering the phone. "I’ll be back." She whispers.

"Uh-huh. Like I said…kiss and make up. I’m tired of choosing sides." Alice says.

Tina blushes and closes the door. She steps out into the hall and walks towards her bedroom. She enters the room and gets into her bed, resting confortably on her back. "Hello…" Tina says.

"I’m here." Bette replies.

"Bette…" Tina says softy.

"Yes?" Bette asked tenderly.

"Do you remember the first time I saw you?" Tina asked.

The baby was sleeping in Bette’s arm. "T, can you hold on for a sec? I have to put the baby in her crib." Bette asked.

"Sure. Do what you have to do. I’ll wait." Tina replies.

Bette was lost for a second. Something’s different about Tina and she could sense it. The feeling was strong enough to make her body jitter. She puts the phone down and takes baby A whole into her hands, and carefully lays their beautiful creation down to sleep. Momentarily, after accomodating their daughter with her needful things, Bette then, grabs the phone and places it to her ear. With the stroke of her hand, she pushed her hair backwards, and sits down on the bed.

"I’m back." Bette says.

"Ok." Tina replies.

"So, you were asking about the first time we met?" Bette says.

"I was." Tina replies.