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Bette had never responded well to medicine and she threw up most prescriptions, and the nurse had warned Tina this may happen. Tamiflu was tough on the stomach and Bette had eaten nothing leading up to her first dose. She felt hot to the touch and was sweating under her t shirt, the throwing up making her groan and her limbs heavy. She was a puddle on the floor as she heaved into the toilet. Tina ran the water in the sink to wet a few washcloths and got down on her knees with her. They rode out the vomiting together, side by side on the floor in front of the commode, Tina holding Bette’s hair back. She was blazing hot.
When Bette started dry heaving, Tina cleaned her mouth in between heaves, rubbing her back and kissing her forehead. “Oh baby”, Tina said, now wanting to stay home. She reached for a damp washcloth and cleaned Bette’s face and neck, helped her rinse her mouth and brush her teeth. Bette sat on the now closed toilet seat lid and Tina lifted her top off to clean her with a new damp washcloth and then dry her off. She pulled a new shirt over her head and helped her stand, then did the same thing with her lower half, stripping her and re-dressing her. She checked her temp again and kept the dose of Motrin coming, keeping her panic under control.
She led Bette back to the bed and helped her lie down. Then she went to start a load of laundry. When Tina came back, Bette was crying again, weeping silently with big tears coming down her cheeks and her chin quivering. Tina’s heart did a flip at her sweet, miserable wife.
“What’s the matter, Baby?” said softly, kneeling in front of Bette and brushing her hair out of her eyes. Bette didn’t answer so Tina leaned in, forehead to forehead, and repeated that everything was going to be ok, that everyone was fine and that she just needed to sleep. She kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her cheeks over and over. They stayed this way for a long time, Bette’s hand clenching Tina’s free hand and her tears falling slowly down her cheeks. She was clearly overly exhausted and emotionally drained. Tina massaged Bette’s neck and rubbed her back, soothing and calming.
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My, my, I’m so delighted to see this new chapter of yours !!
Cannot wait to slowly, quietly savour it…
Thank you SO much – and all my very best and warmest thoughts :-)
A.
Hope you like it. I was stuck at an airport last week and had some extra time so it is a little longer than I intended. Let me know what you think!
Hi BK,
Glad to read you were stuck at the airport and got some extra time!
Fantastic story and chapter!!!
The love between Bette & Tina is like balm to my Tibette heart after that promo.
The way Tina cared for Bette when she had the flu, she was so sweet and loving with the way she demostrated her need to take care off Bette ❤️
What a snake that Kelly, trying to take advantage of Bette to get her own way. Glad that Tina saw through her and protected Bette before she signed the papers while sick.
I really hope you will punish and end Jodie, she is a piece off shit, first for humilating Bette and now also for stealing Elena’s work. I really hate and despise that woman.
Looking forward to the next chapter!!!
I am so glad you liked it. I was a little worry the sick part dragged on, no one likes a weak Bette Porter after all :)
It is coming for Jodie, she is my least favorite character but it will come apart slowly for her. I really do not envision Tina as a revengeful person so I am trying to stay with that thought and have her set things in motion but give Jodie enough rope to hang herself (not literally!)
thanks for reading and commenting
Excellent read! Appreciated
Tina slapping down Kelly and showing her who is the sole owner of Bette’s heart was delicious. Bette buying out Kelly will be icing on the cake. Looks like Tina will finally avenge Bette when she proves that Jodi is a thief.
Excellent chapter and so glad for the lenght (thank you to the plane delay… kidding … ).
Your description of a sick Bette was good and not too long, Tina was so tender it makes her absence in the new show even more difficult (but it is what it is !).
Your fic is really great and I hope to read you soon.
Thank you so much!
Hi! Thanks for the new part!
I like how Tina care for Bette, it was very tender moments.
Absolutely terrific, loved it!
More please:-)
SG
Oh, my, I really savoured all these pages, you know, for stories like this one are truly gifts during a dark tunnel like the one I’m crossing these last weeks…
But since today will be a very special challenge for me, I have to be able to write these words to you, my dear author – before to be perhaps unable to comment for a while…
What you achieve with this story – and so beautifully – for us, painfully hurted Tibette faithful lovers, is precisely what your wonderful Tina made for her beloved Bette : taking great care of her through endless tenderness or feverish passion, curing hurt and pain…
That’s true love, true and deep love.
Simple gestures are essential ones, for they offer, daily, as much proofs of true love one can show to the other, in a real and deep relationship – only to be achieved when two people truly know and respect each other,,,
True love indeed.
And for once, I will be totally selfish – sorry for that, it’s absolutely not my nature : please post your next chapter as soon as possible, for I will really need comfort these days…
I have always share many things with Bette, in my life, on the full-of-old-emotional-scars and not-so-well-hidden vulnerability point of view. So, yes, I can so easily – and painfully – feel more than ever in her skin.
Everybody should be lucky enough to have a Tina like the one you depict here !
My lifetime best friend helps me a lot during those kind of dark periods, she’s wonderful and so easily worried about me, that touches me a lot… That’s also the only person in this world to truly know me.
But if she truly is my Tina, I will never be her Bette. Alas…
That’s life ! Yes, c’est la vie…
All my gratefull thanks for your story, I mean it…
Take care of you !
A.
Thank you! Sounds like you are going through a rough patch or a busy time and if this story was a good distraction from that then I am happy to continue writing. Hoping to post the next chapter tomorrow and that you enjoy that as well. I appreciate your kind words, take care of YOU