Quin grabbed the pale blue blanket
at the foot of the bed, pulling it up over them.  Alice kissed her as she lay next to her,
nuzzling into her, smelling Quin’s skin that held the scent of her too
now.  There was nothing she wouldn’t do
for Quin, nothing on earth that could pull them apart.

            “What did you just do to me?”  Alice asked, every muscle shaking and she
couldn’t move.  Her mind was wonderfully
blurry as she kissed Quin’s bare shoulder. 
Quin moved her arm under Alice‘s head, tugging her closer as they
smiled softly at each other.

            “Made love to you?”  Quin asked in a thick voice, kissing Alice softly. 
Alice tried to move, but her body didn’t
respond to her, the abundance of champagne and the earth shaking ***** had
sent her into a sleepy state.

            “I can’t move.”  Alice lamented and Quin smiled, pulling her
closer and she could feel Alice slipping into sleep as Quin’s fingers
pushed back Alice‘s hair from her face.  Quin let her, her mind swimming in the
realization that Helena had felt guilt over Ham’s death all
these years.  She thought back to their
mother’s attempted murder, a poisoning that had been the only reason Quin had
come home.  Perhaps it wasn’t Helena at all, but someone else that had been
at the heart of it all.  Quin studied the
ceiling, licking her lips and listening to Alice‘s steady breathing.

            Twenty minutes later, Alice‘s eyes popped open, licking her lips and
staring up into Quin’s brilliant green eyes that were studying the
ceiling.  She felt totally at home there,
she smiled shyly, not having wanted to fall asleep on her girlfriend, but her
body had rebelled. 

            “That wasn’t fair.”  Alice muttered, pouting and Quin shrugged her
nose wrinkling as she lay there, quiet. 
She wasn’t sure that she wanted Alice to please her right now.  She wanted everything to stay inside for the
moment, not release to just allow the world to simmer inside of her.

            “You needed that, so did
I.  I just wanted you to be
pleased…”  Quin smiled, reaching over
and caressing her cheek, Alice smiled at the sweetness of the
touch.  She was lost in Quin, not wanting
to ever be one moment without her.

            “Your mom never touched your
room, but she changed the sheets.”  Alice said with a chuckle.  Leave it to Peggy to keep fresh sheets in her house it was
cute and she realized how long she had been without Quin in her life.  This room had been kept exactly as it had
been when she’d been a teenager.  The
last remnant of both her children that she’d lost at virtually the same time.