Bette smiled, "Of course your ideas came out, T.  That house is our home.  Our home."

"Well, it’s going to be the same with this situation, then, Bette," Tina smiled.  "This is our life that’s being threatened.  Not just yours.  I know that you’ve mapped out a plan in that steel-trap brain of yours …."

Bette looked at her ruefully, and gave her another small smile.

"And you probably have something up your sleeve about Scott, to get him because of that whole surprise he sprang on me…"

Bette said nothing, a half-smile, half-frown on her face.

Tina shook her head, continuing, "Anyway, long-ago, Brom had warned me that he wasn’t going to share everything about what was going on in the surveillance, and would only report all things to you." Tina pursed her lips, adding  "I’d agreed under the condition that he made sure nothing.  Nothing.  Happens to you."

Bette pursed her lips also.  She hadn’t been aware of Tina’s condition and agreement with Brom.  I’ll have to talk to him about that, Bette thought.  Because the reverse is true, and Tina is my priority in all this.  I thought we had a crystal clear agreement about that, she thought.   

Tina continued, "And I don’t know … maybe there are some aspects to this that may work out best if I don’t know everything that’s happening.  May help me interact with everyone … the writers, the production team, Scott … more freely if I didn’t know everything."

Bette nodded, that had been exactly how she assessed it.  Tina needed to have a sense of mental freedom in all this.

"Tina, I’ll share everything that I can," Bette said.  "But …"

"I know, baby," Tina smiled, then kissed Bette’s hand.  They shared a knowing smile.

"First tweak I’d like in the plan, though," she added quickly.  "I’d like to talk to Scott here in San Francisco, instead of in LA as you all suggested."  

Bette raised her eyebrows.  She sat up slowly, and sat up next to Tina, facing her.

Tina kissed her softly, "So that you’ll be nearby.  I want to come back to you after I talk to him.  Assure you that I’m alright, and to let you see me how I am right after…"

Bette smiled, tearing up.   Tina continued, "Besides, I told the studio’s office in LA that I was going up to San Francisco on business to talk to a social media company.  And his agent was going to check with the studio today, so he’ll know that I’m here.  It won’t be a big deal if I ask to meet him here."

Bette twined her fingers around Tina’s blonde locks, cupping her hands around Tina’s head, pulling the blonde closer, "How did I get so lucky?"

She kissed Tina slowly, softly, massaging the nape of the blonde with one hand, guiding her mouth over the brunette’s lips.  "Under what scenario do I get to love you, marry you, have a child with you, build a life with you…?"

Tina smiled as she wrapped her arms around Bette, bracing the brunette’s back as she pushed her gently in order to get her to lie back down, "Same scenario where I get to love you, marry you, have a child with you, and take care of you.   Speaking of which … you’ve been doing all the kissing, baby…. and it’s my turn…"