Tina had stood there, staring at the vision of beauty that lay there, her hair loose, a rare event for Rosita.  Stray strands cascading down over her face making her that much more attractive and stunning.  Her stomach bare, her shirt having ridden up as she’d slept, her mouth open slightly as she took in long slow breaths. Tina had sat on the floor, watching her for almost an hour, reveling in her luck and fortune to have found her.

            Tina looked up at her now, as they danced to a slow song, and Ro gave her an endearing look as Tina‘s memory played for her.

            “What is wrong bella?”  Rosita asked in a louder voice, the music drowning them out when they tried to speak.

            “Absolutely nothing.”  Tina answered with a wide grin on her face.

*****

            Bette sat at a table, watching the room with her dark as night eyes, seeing Lara with Shane at the bar.  A green and purple hue casting over them, making them seem rather alien like.  Sam out on the balcony by herself the doctor had been quiet and thoughtful since her return from – wherever.  Alice was in the corner, hitting on some woman she hadn’t talked to any of them tonight, Alice was acting as if they didn’t exist.  Then there was Kit and Ivan, seemingly back together again; Bette grimaced at the odd romancing of her sister, but she put it out of her mind for the moment.  Let Kit be happy, no matter with how, or why.  She finally concentrated on Tina and Rosita.

            On the plane, she’d resolved to win back Tina during their trip, but as the days progressed, she found herself holding back.  There was something about the way Tina acted now, she was more confident.  She saw how happy Tina was, how she spoke about Rosita and Bette couldn’t bring herself to stab Rosita in the back that way.  Tina had been her wife, past tense.  Because of her own actions, she’d lost her and now that Tina had something solid in her life, she wasn’t going to take that away from her. 

            Ro had been nothing but nice to her, more than she deserved or had a right to hope for.  Even when she hadn’t known her outside of the club the night she’d been with Candace, and the night that Ro and Tina had first met.  It had been like she had known what was going on, and had told her to back off.  Ro had been right, if she’d pushed, she and Tina wouldn’t be talking now.