"That would be murder," Jenny corrected her, before choking for air once again. "Ughhhhh …."

Bette finally intervened, separating the two women from each other. "Let’s think before we do anything … ludicrous, okay?"

Tina was seething with anger.

"Tina?"

She was staring into Jenny’s eyes with pure rage.

"I think we should all just try to … get along," Jodi proposed, putting her hands out to try and feel the situation out. Danger was among them.

Jenny scoffed, "As if I could be friends with this slut?"

"Wow wow wow," Bette started, immediately putting herself between Jenny and Tina. With her back to Jenny, she turned and spoke to her. "I think you need to make fewer enemies in a situation like this."

"We’re going back," Bette stated to everyone, trying to keep a handle on the anger racing through all of them. "We’re taking this van back. Right now. Not only am I pissed at this childish scheme, but I also have an article to write, and now I have even less time to do the impossible. Jodi – get your ass in the driver’s seat. Jenny – I don’t trust you back here with Tina, so I’ll stay back here with you. Tina – in the front with Jodi."

Everyone nodded slowly in agreement, listening on.

Then Bette turned and pointed to Jenny and Jodi. "And as for you two. The only reason I’m not calling the police is because that would mean Helena would be out two writers, and she would most definitely take that out on me. Personally. However, if Tina wishes to do so, she will, so I’d keep your hands to yourself and fucking behave. One more wrong move – one misstep – and that’s it. Understood?"

The van was silent as Bette turned to Tina.

"T? You okay?" Bette asked, looking over to the blond.

Tina brought her eyes up and understood that Bette was seriously wondering about her. And that nickname – T? Since when did Bette ever call her that?

Meanwhile, Bette was freaking out. Had she really just spoken that aloud? The name that would dreamily cross her mind from time to time. Maybe when she was fantasizing about a particularly sensual body, and captivating legs. Well, she didn’t like acknowledging her attraction to Tina – especially because she wasn’t sure of Tina’s own sexuality – but it was there. It was just easier to hate her, or pretend she hated Tina, than to be honest with herself.

"I’m fine," Tina said, in almost a whisper.

"Okay, now move."

Bette taking such command gave Tina a new appreciation for the brunette, but her stare was cut short with a ringing. They all turned to Jenny, who looked down to her phone. No one quite knew how to react or what Jenny would do until she reached for her phone and brought it to her ear.

They could only hold their breaths with confusion.

"Hello?"