Bette shook her head keeping her head down.

”ok..” Tina whispered in embarrassment.

The blonde moved back to adjust the pillow at the base of the bed while Bette tied the gown they had given her.

”you won’t have contrast and we don’t want to opt for a relaxant, it would cloud your brain and the images won’t be as clear as we want them to be….”

Bette’s eyes now met Tina’s, she was scared, a little deer lost in the woods. Tina just wanted to hug her and kiss her, but she held back.

”you heard me…do you think you can do it?”

Bette nodded without saying a word and helped by Tina she sat down, once again their eyes met.

”Any problem the microphone is open, don’t hesitate, it will only be twenty minutes ok?”

”yes…” Bette finally let out and then Tina pulled back pushing the button that inserted Bette’s bed into the white dome.

Tina stepped out to stand next to Amelia.

”I know she was a bitch before this happened to her… everyone feared her”

”I don’t know if that’s true, she has a particular character and has been through a lot.” Tina tried to sound as neutral as possible.

The minutes passed, Tina was fixated on the monitor that framed Bette’s brain, she really hoped that nothing would appear that would prevent her from having the surgery, if she ever wanted to do it. Bette was stubborn, that much was certain.

”what is that?” Amelia spoke

Tina came out of her tranche ”what? that what?”

”she’s getting agitated…” Amelia said softly without getting too upset, Tina caught her eye on the vital signs, the heart rate was rising, Bette was still Tina could see the still feet and nothing more, no voice coming from the microphone.

Tina dragged the chair back and left the monitoring room to enter Bette’s room with absurd speed. She touched Bette’s leg lightly, a light touch, almost imperceptible.

”Bette….”

After a few seconds of silence in which Tina could feel Bette’s breathing heavier Bette spoke.

”I’m trying…”

”Ok…ok” Tina whispered swallowing, this hurt terribly, luckily Bette couldn’t look her in the face.