"T" Bette reached out and wiped the tears from Tina’s eyes "I love you" she said softly, staring into her eyes.

"I love you too" Tina whispered in between sobs.

Bette held Tina’s gaze, silently praying that she’d made the right decision. One wrong move on her part and Tina would be dead.

"Well, isn’t this sweet. I’m sure the Agency would be interested to learn of your indiscretions, Agent Porter" Helena snarled.

"As you said, when you love someone you’d do anything for them because you don’t care about anything else" Bette responded, never taking her eyes off Tina.

"So you understand why I have to do what I’m about to do?" Helena asked.

"Yes, I understand" Bette replied softly, hoping that Tina would take the reassurance that her eyes were offering.

Slowly Bette slid her hand to Tina’s shoulder, which she squeezed gently.

"I’m sorry T" she whispered.

It all happened in a second. As Bette whispered her apology and Helena prepared to pull the trigger, Bette jerked her hand upwards, knocking the gun so that it was aiming at the ceiling. She grabbed Helena’s wrist and applied as much pressure as she could, causing the woman to cry out. Finally released from Helena’s grasp, Tina ran to the kitchen.

The two dark haired women continued to battle over the gun, and seemed evenly matched in both height and strength. It instead became a struggle of determination and intelligence.

Sensing that her pressure on Helena’s wrist would not be enough, Bette kicked her sharply in the shins, causing Helena to lose her balance. Tina came running back into the room holding a frying pan to witness Bette twisting the gun from Helena’s hand as she knocked her to the floor. She threw aside the gun and knelt down on Helena’s back, using the handcuffs from her belt to secure her arms.

"T, come here!" Bette instructed.

Tina stepped towards her nervously, not wanting to be anywhere near Helena, even if she was handcuffed.

"Please, take my radio from my belt and call for back up. I don’t want to move, I’m not taking any chances with her"

Tina nodded and shakily released the radio from its clip on Bette’s belt. She pushed the speak button and was overcome by nerves.

"I…Help, please…whoevers there…we’re at 45 Westfield and we’ve got Helena, please come quick" she stammered.

Helena continued to struggle under Bette, so she dug her knee sharply into the womans back, causing a yelp.

"Was that ok?" Tina asked quietly.

"It was fine baby. You might want to tell them I’m ok though, they’ll worry when they hear you on the radio and not me" Bette smiled at her.

"Where the hell’s Bette?" Shane’s voice came across the radio.

"She’s here, she’s fine. She’s just…err…she’s restraining the suspect" Tina seemed chuffed with her use of police language, which caused Bette to chuckle.

"We’ll be with you any second Tina, just hold tight ok?" Shane told her.

"Ok" Tina replied before setting down the radio.

A minute later the team piled into the house and Bette was able to get up as Alice and Dana dragged Helena to her feet. Standing either side of her, they turned her to face Bette.

"Will you do the honours, Bette?" Alice smiled at her.

"It would be my pleasure. Helena Peabody, I am arresting you for the attempted murder of Tina Kennard, and insighting murder by financial means. You do not have to say anything, but anything you do say may be given in evidence. Do you understand?" Bette asked.

Helena just glared at her.

"I’ll take that as a yes. Take her away"

As the team left the house with Helena firmly in custody, Bette turned to Tina and pulled her into a long overdue embrace.

"I meant what I said, you know" Bette said softly as she stroked Tina’s hair.

"What?" Tina looked up at her, still clinging on to her body.

"I love you. And today I realised just how much" she said, a single tear trickling down her cheek.

"I love you too" Tina whispered.

Slowly Bette leant down, not wanting to rush the moment. As her lips met Tina’s, she deepened the kiss, finally claiming what was hers.