(Bette’s eyes were filled with tears and she looked away from Tina, then she burst into tears. Tina went over to Bette and looked at her wife with sorrow and love at the same time. Bette’s tux was torn and her face was bruised and bloodied and stained with tears streaming down her face. Tina took Bette’s battered face in her hands and gazed at her.)

Tina (softly): Look at me, sweetheart. (Bette looked at Tina, crying and her eyes begging for Tina to love her. Tina softly kissed her on the lips, and then she took Bette in her arms and held her, that was when Bette fully came apart, her body racked with sobs.)

Tina (holding Bette tightly and stroking her hair): I am so sorry for overreacting; I was scared that she was going to kill you and that made me crazy!

(Bette still didn’t say a thing; she was still sobbing and holding onto Tina for dear life. Right now, she felt like a wounded animal that needed to be nurtured and cared for.)

Tina (softly) Shhhhh, everything will be okay. You won’t lose me again, I promise you that.

Bette (sobbed): I just wanted to defend your honor, not for you to hate me!

Tina: I do not hate you, baby. I love you very much and I just got scared.

Bette (still sobbing): I can’t help but feel the way that I do about you, I would kill anyone that harmed you.

Tina: So would I, honey. Now, let me take care of you tonight.

(Bette lifted her face from Tina’s shoulder and gazed at Tina with love.)

Bette: Can you please help me get out of these clothes?

Tina (smiled sweetly at her wife): Of course and I’ll take care of that beautiful face that bitch has tried to destroy. (Bette smiled weakly at Tina and Tina grabbed a robe and PJs for Bette to wear, then she led Bette by the hand into the restroom. First, Tina nursed Bette’s cuts and bruises with rubbing alcohol, which made Bette wince in pain. Tina softly kissed the cuts and bruises softly to lessen the pain. Bette sighed heavily and had a small smile across her face. Tina put a band aid on a severe cut on Bette’s right cheek and chin, and then when she was finished, Tina helped Bette out of her torn tux and into her PJs and robe. Tina stroked Bette’s dark brown hair and gazed at her sad wounded puppy eyes.)