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    Prison Lovers

    “I’m not really living, Kit,” Bette said sadly.

    “Did you really love that woman, that much?” Kit said caressing her sister’s head gently.

    “She was my life!” Bette cried leaning her head on Kit’s shoulder as tears spilled out of her eyes, “the only reason I’m still alive is because I still have the hope that one day I’ll see her again.”

    “Oh baby girl,” Kit said embracing her sister, “the resistance will win, you’ll see. I know you’ll see that woman again.”

    “Bette?” a new voice said in surprise.

    Bette’s head snapped up at the familiar voice and she jumped up to hug the blonde woman. “Alice!” she cried.

    “Oh my God! Bette! I’ve been looking all over for you!” Alice said.

    “You have?” Bette said.

    “Yeah,” Alice said looking past her, “guys, she’s in here!”

    Shane and Helena burst into the room and hugged Bette tightly followed by a black cop whom Bette had never seen before.

    “Where’s Tina?” Bette cried desperately.

    “Oh my God, did you hear the news?” Alice said motioning Bette to sit down.

    “What? What?” Bette cried fearing the worst.

    “The resistance won!” Helena cheered.

    “What!” Kit said standing, “OH MY GOD! WE WON!”

    A cheer broke out all around the restaurant as Marina turned on the news to see the announcement.

    “You have to come with us, because we just finished raiding the very last concentration camp!” Alice said grabbing Bette’s hand affectionately.

    “The one belonging to Faye fucking Buckley!” Shane cried.

    “Let’s take that bitch down!” the black woman said confidently.

    “Oh, Bette, this is my girlfriend, Tasha Williams,” Alice said.

    “Nice to meet you,” Tasha said shaking her hand.

    “Wait,” Bette said her brow furrowing, “weren’t you with Dana? Where is Dana?”

    Bette looked around them and noticed that Alice’s head dropped and Shane had tears in her eyes.

    “Bette, she was killed three years ago,” Helena said grimly.

    “No!” Bette cried breaking into tears, “no she couldn’t have! But why?”

    “It was during the riot where we managed to escape,” Alice said sobbing as Tasha held her.

    “Buckley killed her herself,” Shane said.

    “Did Tina…” Bette trailed off, scared of what the answer may be.

    “She survived,” Helena said.

    “But she couldn’t escape,” Alice whimpered.

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