“It was incredibly hard but Bette is faint hearted and someone had to hold it together” Tina hugged Alice back tightly, deeply touched by her friend’s concern and support.

“Don’t worry, we’re here for you now. Right Dana?”

“Right” Dana answered automatically, wondering if she should bother pulling Alice off Tina’s lap or if her wife would just find her way back there.

Bette was flabbergasted. She looked to Shane for some support but her girlfriend already had her pocket sized notebook open, no doubt inspired by the bizarre scene unfolding before her. Who knew a simple interview would lead to this, hell she didn’t even make it to the interview.

“So are you nervous about your upcoming match with Sam Stosur?”

Bette was startled by the unexpected question and took her time answering. “No”

“Helena is a journalist” Tina explained as she leaned closer to check Bette’s wound.

Bette closed her eyes against the warm touch of Tina’s fingers on her ear. “Shane!” she called nervously just as the doctor walked in and called for her.

“I’m ready to see you now Bette” His gaze shifted around the room and finally settled on her again. “Unfortunately you can only bring one person in with you”

Shane strutted towards her and kissed her on the cheek. “Baby I can’t, I’m in the zone. You know I can’t afford to lose my thought process”

Bette nodded understandingly.

“In the zone? You’re in the zone? Your girlfriend is bleeding and you’re in the zone?” Tina was furious at how inconsiderate the lanky brunette was and Bette’s sudden nonchalant manner was mind-boggling.

 Shane snorted derisively. “It’s merely a blood covered scratch.”

“Really it isn’t a big deal Tina” Bette affirmed as everyone in the waiting room watched on silently.

“Bette understands” Shane said in a tone that sounded astoundingly like that of an obscenely patient baker or priest. Tina decided she didn’t like the tone or the woman.

Standing swiftly she made her way to Bette. Thankfully Dana was close enough to catch her wife before she hit the ground.  

“Lets go, we need to discuss your negligence claim anyway, we might as well do it while I hold your hand” Tina yanked Bette towards the path her doctor had taken.

The waiting room remained quiet but for the sound of Shane’s scribbles.

“That was awkward” Helena exclaimed.

“Wasn’t it” Monica glared at Shane and found herself wondering for the millionth time what Bette saw in her. Must be the sex, she thought.

“What do you say we go fog your windows?” Alice whispered into her wife’s intact right ear. 

Dana grinned and pulled out her car keys. “Yes! Helena call us when Tina gets out”