For some reason, the blonde’s words managed to reach the angered brunette and she stood silent as Tina removed her jeans. She watched as Tina adjusted the knobs for the shower, her thoughts running a mile a minute and upsetting her all over again.

"I don’t want him seeing her" She replied with even more stubbornness.

Tina turned around and looked at her pleadingly, "Don’t do this. Please don’t"

"What?" Bette shrugged a shoulder as if she really hadn’t a clue, "What am I doing?"

"Don’t make me choose between you and him its not fair"

"Its entirely fair"

Tina gave the brunette a look, "Bette"

"Tina" A quick, still stubborn reply.

Tina ran yet another frustrated hand through her hair, sighing deeper than ever before.

"Look, I understand that you’re upset. Believe me, I am too but we can’t be selfish about this. What if we blow Angie’s only chance to get to know her dad and she hates us for it later? Don’t you think she deserves the chance to know where she came from? She might want that later in life"

Bette was not budging, "Yeah but what if he turns out to be this big prick we already know he is? Then what? You want him to hurt her the way he hurt you?"

Tina shook her head, "Of course not I just-

"You just what, Tina?"

Tina pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling an intense headache stab at her between her eyes, "I don’t know"

Bette shook her head, another laugh escaping her.

"Great. You don’t know"

It grew silent between them and Tina took that silence to remove her bra, reaching behind her to undo the clasp. It was then that Bette somehow stepped out of her trance, her stubborn anger returning full force.

"I don’t want him to see her Tina. I’m not bending on this"

Tina sighed at the argument just would not end, "You can’t do that Bette"

"Yes I can and I just did"

It was like something snapped inside the blonde and she found herself unable to hold back her words, they were out of her mouth before she even realized what she had said.