Bette pulled over on the side of the road to pull the sobbing Tina into a firm hug.

"Oh Aunt Tina," Christian said, his voice hoarse from crying, "I had no idea. I will announce my middle name proudly."

Tina looked back at him and smiled, "you know, you look a lot like him. You have the same eyes."

"And he has your hair," Bette said kissing Tina’s head right where her scar was, "you told me it was from an accident but I didn’t know…"

"Somethings are too painful to bring up," Tina said giving her wife a peck on the lips.

"I’m sorry about your brother mommy," Angelica said. She had been hugging Christian the whole time and she moved forward to hug Tina. Tina smiled and smothered her with kisses.

Bette smiled and continued the drive home, "oh I love my family."

+

Christian settled into Andy’s room quite well with Andy on the top bunk and him on the bottom. Angelica had retired to her room as well for the night.

Tina was laying on the bed lost in thought, with Bette lying next to her asleep.

She thought about her brother Louis, while she subconsciously rubbed the scar on her head.

Bette felt the movement and looked up at her. She sat up groggily and planted a gentle kiss on the scar.

Tina looked at her and smiled, "hey, sorry for waking you."

"Thinking about your brother?" Bette asked grabbing Tina’s hand.

"It’s been a while since I sat and actually remembered all the great times we had," Tina said, "Mary was so nice back then."

"So it was after your brother’s death that she became…bad?" Bette said.

"She did horrible, horrible things," Tina said, "I thought she was a heartless bitch."

"That bad?" Bette said with a fearful gulp.

"Very bad," Tina said.

Bette cleared her throat and said, "how so?"

Tina averted her gaze, "I’m too ashamed."

"You’re ashamed? But why? She’s the one who did it," Bette argued.

Tina sighed, "It took me a long time to get over what she did to me. I never told anyone. No one knows but me and well, her."

"You really never told anyone about it?" Bette asked, "not even a shrink?"

"Not even a shrink," Tina said.

"Wow," Bette said, "well baby I would never pressure you to tell me if you didn’t want to tell anyone about that. But I know from experience that keeping things bottled is not healthy."

"Well I’ve had it bottled in for over 20 years," Tina said.

"Yes, but only now with your nephew are you being forced to face it," Bette said, "and I’m sorry about that. If you need to talk, I’ll listen without judgement."

Tina broke into soft tears, "believe it or not you will judge."

"Tina, it’s not my right to judge," Bette said, "I promise I won’t."

"You won’t think any less of me?" Tina said.

"Never!" Bette said with conviction.

Tina sighed, "I guess I’m just surprised she gave her son our brother’s name. I guess she had a heart and I never knew it."

"Yeah, maybe having a son changed her," Bette said hopefully, "maybe enough for you to forgive her."

"You really want me to forgive her don’t ya?" Tina said, "well let’s see if you feel the same way once I tell you what she did to me."