It’s a cold, early Saturday morning. Bette lays on her side of the bed shivering, covers held tight hoping to get warm; she looks over at Tina and sees her sleeping very peacefully. She looks back at the clock and sees that it’s now 5:46am. She’s had a very restless sleep so far. She turns over and then contemplates getting closer to Tina”Why can’t I?” she wonders to herself, “She’s been my baby for the past eight years now, but for some reason, I just feel her drifting further and further apart from me.” Bette musters up the courage to move over and drape an arm over Tina, doing so ever so gently so as to not wake her up. They laid that way for about five minutes before Tina wakes up just enough to realize that Bette has gotten closer and she subtly changes positions so that she was no longer underneath Bette’s arm, feeling slightly uncomfortable still from the feel of Bette. It had gotten to be like something foreign to her by now. Maybe Tina’s distance was a result of lacking the attraction that she once had for Bette or maybe it had to do with some guilt for the way that she had been acting lately, regardless of the reason, something wasn’t right whether she knew what it was or not. Tina sat up  

Bette: Hey, is everything okay? Did you hear the baby?

Tina: I’m good, I didn’t hear Angelica, I’m just going to go and get ready to run.

Bette: You’re going to go running now?

Tina: Is that my prerogative? I didn’t think that I had to give you a play by play of my life.

Bette: Yes you’re right and it is, I was just wondering, it just seemed like a random time that’s all, I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to sound controlling or anything like that. So do you want something to eat first or anything like that? If you can hold out for a few then I can make something or pick something up?

Tina: No, I don’t think so, I have to grab a shower anyway, that’ll put me behind if I do all of that, I also have a meeting later this morning.

Bette: (smiling like she doesn’t see the point,) You’re going to shower before you go running?

-Also knowing in the back of her mind that Tina was probably making up things to get in the way of them spending any real time together.

Tina: I’ll do the pump after I get out of the shower so that you can give Angelica her breakfast because I won’t have time to do it by the time I’m done showering after my run and when I need to get dressed for my meeting.

Bette: Will this meeting last very long, because you know I was thinking that maybe it would be nice just to go grab lunch somewhere and kind of sit down and talk. There are some things that I wanted to ask you about and everything and express to you that I haven’t really had a chance to in a while I think, without you being distracted by something else. I think it would be good for us.

Tina: We’ll see. Sometimes the whole brainstorming type meetings can run long because they’re not all that formal. I’ll call you but I can’t say for sure, okay? Okay well, I’m gonna go.

-Bette, obviously distraught because of the fact that it seems like she is completely and totally disconnected from Tina and that her life is spiraling out of control, plops back down on the bed and puts the pillow over her head and reluctantly falls back asleep in hopes that it would delay some of her worries for a while.