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Sleep
She wondered what Bette was doing now. Tina looked at her watch. It was around lunchtime in New York. How she had loved having lunch with Bette, just the two of them in the middle of the working day. An hour, maybe two of talking and laughing, and if she was especially lucky they would steal a moment of privacy and kiss, gently, expressing things that words could never say. Tina got up from the bed and replaced the pillow in its rightful place. This was doing her no good at all. She had only come to the house to get a toy that Angelica couldn’t seem to live without. She didn’t want these trips down memory lane, they hurt way too much. If she couldn’t have Bette now then why did she have to remember all the things that she had given up?
Tina grabbed the phone from the bed and went into the nursery that Bette had lovingly crafted before Angelica had been born. She had to smile at the pile of toys that were threatening to overtake the whole room. Tina wondered where she should start. She had left Angelica with Shane, next door, saying that she would only be a few minutes. That she just had to pick up a stuffed, fluffy rabbit that Angelica had told her that she needed to cuddle to get to sleep. Tina knew that she couldn’t resist helping Angelica with her request and so had risked this trip into Bette’s house alone. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the rabbit in question. Smiling that she didn’t have to root through the pile of toys to find it.
Tina walked back into the living room. She took one last look around. All the memories came flooding back. All the times that she had spent her with Bette, on their own and with their friends. All of those times were so precious to her. Maybe it was wrong to want to forget about them. Was there never going to be any respite from the damage in her heart that she had brought on herself. It was only when she was sleeping that she ever got any peace from it.
It was then that she heard the door open behind her. She looked around, her heart racing at the sudden intrusion into her thoughts. Then she recognised the woman standing in front of her. The woman that had filled her heart and this house with love. The woman that she, one day, hoped would do that again. She looked into Bette’s eyes, searching for a sign that she was home, for good. Bette said nothing. All she did was walk forward and take Tina in her arms. Tina remembered something that Bette had told her many years ago. Actions speak louder than words.
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Oh to be in the mind of Tina Kennard, we just found out what its like and more, as only you can write it mate!
So happy to see your back!!! I can not beleave you left us hanging like that. TEASE!!!! Thanks PPS I know you are only here for a short time. But I so love this story!
welcome back!
It was about time girl… :D
Excellent. Thanks for this post, and putting a smile on my face today, cg.
It’s great to have you back, even if for a short visit. Loved the story. Please come again!
thanks for this wonderful glimpse of tibette hope
Hey cityg, good to see you here! Great post as always. : )
Happy to see a story from you. Happy retirement but please come out and play again soon.
Such an unexpected but welcome surprise to see you back! Loved this chapter. Thanks.
One can retire from retirement, temporarily, occasionally, even permanently.
Welcome back! I’ll read whatever you write. I hope your muse strikes again. You have been missed. Thanks for sharing!
Thank you for taking a break out of your retirement and for giving Tina a voice. There seems to be more fans of Bette than any other character on the show but there are a few of us who Tina has stolen our hearts. You have given her a voice in most all of your stories and I appreciate that.
I hope ‘someone important’ asks for more. Thanks for the post.
excellent asalways. Hopefully you will stop by for another visit soon. Thanls for taking the time
Beautiful, as always. Heart-wrenching and beautiful. Also a pleasure to read your work, no matter how infrequently you post. :)
That was great!
Welcome back if only for a short time! Hope that you are doing well :o)
“Still in retirement…” Please feel free to come out again anytime!
Thank you for this. =) It must be nice to escape from things while sleeping. I can’t because I know the drama will just continue when I wake up so I don’t try to run away.
1st brb
Thank you – this was a wonderful dreamy snapshot and a great retirement present for us. Write when you feel like it – we will always be ready to read.
It seems retirement fits you,and thank you for this special treat.and feel free anytime you see fit its well worth the wait lady. thxs again
Thanks for this! I’ve missed your stories and was happy to see that you’ve given us this treat! Lin
Some writers just got “it”. And you’re one of them. Please return.
Beautiful. Lovely. Delightful. I hope you will decide you are way too young to retire and come back to us. I miss your writing. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks for the beautiful post.
Would love to see you continue this story. Great writing.
Hey CityGal, That was wondrous and exactly what a short story should be. There was such a maelstrom of emotions as Tina revisited the house and her memories of her relationship with Bette. This was a maudling sense of lost which was surprisely snubbed out by the finale. Tina in Bette’s arms is just the perfect ending to a fabulous fan fiction. My one regret was that it was too short and leaves the door open for a sequel showing the gals rebuild their weather beaten relationship. More please is my one call to you. many thanks from Your Loyal Fan.
This is great!!!! Welcome back
Whenever you write it, we’ll read it!
Great chapter! I so hope that’s what had happened in the show~ Thank you for sharing with us.
dare i hope for more? thanks for this.
These feelings Tina had were so strong and the words you used to describe them werd evenly strong..Thnk u for that
Beautiful and amazing!!
Good things come to those who wait, good tina didnt call