"Will you excuse me, I just have to make a call?" Bette focused the question entirely in Tina’s direction.

"Of course" Tina furrowed her brow in slight concern.

Taking a quick glance at Marina first to check that she wasn’t looking, Bette blew a kiss at Tina to reassure her, and was rewarded by a beaming smile.

Bette moved down the corridor to make sure that she wouldn’t be overheard before selecting Shane’s number from her speed dial.

"Shane? Can you talk?" Bette asked quietly.

"Make it quick and we should be ok" came the reply in an even lower tone than Shane’s usual voice.

"Has Lara Perkins left the office at all this morning?"

"She left once, to deliver some files to….Miss Peabody I think. Why do you ask?"

"Thanks, that’s all I needed to know. Tina’s received a threatening note and I’m trying to narrow down the potential suspects. Unfortunately it seems I can’t" Bette clenched her fist in frustration.

"Sorry I can’t be more help Bette" Shane offered.

"It’s ok. We’ll get the bastard, whoever he or she is"

"I know you will"

"We will"

"Ok Bette. I gotta go. Bye"

"Bye" Bette swung her arm round in frustration as she hung up the phone and almost hit a young man round the face "Sorry" she apologised quickly.

"Don’t worry" he muttered as he scurried away.

Bette cursed as she made her way back to the office and plastered her face with a fake smile to get herself through the rest of the working day.

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That evening Bette and Tina sat on the sofa of the safe house having eaten a chinese takeaway.

"My God I’m so full" Tina groaned, laying back and swinging her legs up onto the sofa so that they were bent over Bette’s lap.

"It was worth it though" Bette pointed out.

"Mmmm yeah. Chinese always was my favourite" Tina said, closing her eyes as Bette began to rub her feet.

"Mine too" Bette grinned as she found yet another connection between her and Tina, however trivial it was.

"Babe that feels so nice"

"Good" Bette continued to work her magic on Tina’s feet, feeling the tension slip out of them.

She looked over and grinned again at the contented smile on Tina’s face. Unable to help herself, she moved on hand so that it was gently running up and down Tina’s thigh while the other continued to massage her foot. Tina sighed lightly, and Bette couldn’t take her eyes off her peaceful face. Increasing the pressure that she was applying on Tina’s thigh, she let out a breath that she hadn’t realised she’d been holding. At this sound Tina opened her eyes and at once felt like she was staring into Bette’s soul. They maintained the intense eye contact as Bette moved one hand to rub Tina’s calf underneath her trousers while slowing down the movement of her hand on her thigh. Tina’s lips parted slightly as she tried and failed to keep her breathing in check.