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Tina carefully stood up from the couch and tested her knee to see if she could put her full weight on it. Walking next door to Shane’s was a good idea.
Tina hadn’t told Bette yet but there had been a couple messages on her cell phone from reporters wanting to talk about Jodie, both from highly respected news outlets. Whatever Shane had in her home could be more trouble for Jodie as the rumors continued to swirl about her true abilities.
She glanced at Bette, who was watching her nervously, one hand outstretched in case Tina needed the extra support.
“I think it’s better, I can stand.” Tina declared, happy to be upright and making progress.
The combination of around the clock ibuprofen and frequent ice had helped with the swelling and she was able to walk slowly to their door. She felt better the longer she walked and made it up the few steps to Shane’s door without help. Bette stayed close but Tina appeared to be moving better, albeit carefully.
Tina grinned triumphantly at Bette as they rang the doorbell and entered Shane’s house.
Shane was sitting on the kitchen counter talking with Carmen, who was standing between her legs sharing a beer as music blared from the stereo on the bookshelf in the dining room.
They looked over to see Bette and Tina walk in and Carmen flew to their side in an instant, pulling Tina into a tight hug and exclaiming over her injuries.
Shane hopped down and hugged them both to her, clearly happy to see Tina moving and amused at the cautious hovering Bette was doing.
“You did good Bette, she looks better…”
“God Shane, I was so scared…”
All three women looked at Bette, Tina smiling softly at the way her wife was so open with her friends about how she felt.
“You did great Honey…”
Shane handed Bette and Tina a beer and walked slowly with them to the outdoor studio where Elena had set up a studio of sorts to “tinker”, as she referred to it. She had to scrounge for metal and spare parts, Shane explained, and the blowtorches and tools were purchased one at a time as she earned money from the job she held with Tina’s studio.