"Yes, I need an ambulance. My friend is in labor . . ."

Tina tuned everything else out and focused on Bette who was still beside her, a worried expression on her beautiful mocha face. She kept her gaze on the brunette, concentrating on each and every feature in an attempt to keep her mind off the pain she felt. Through it all Bette never left her side, soothing her fears and helping with her Lamaze breathing exercises that she had suddenly forgotten all about.

It was as if their fight didn’t matter or better yet, as if it had never happened at all. They stood close together with Tina not wanting to be away from the brunette, finding more comfort in Bette than she had ever found in anyone else. She even leaned on Bette as they rode to the hospital, the tender fingers that ran through her hair and over her eyebrows distracted her from the immense pain she felt.

"Something’s wrong" Tina whispered shakily as Shane hit a small bump on the road, squeezing her eyes shut and hissing in pain.

Bette had tried to wait for the ambulance she really did but a few minutes into the wait, Tina’s cries of pain became too much for her to bear. The brunette hated to see the blonde suffering and was worried for her well-being beyond belief.

"What do you mean?" Bette asked with even more worry than she had been showing if that was at all possible, leaning forward and angling her head in an attempt to catch the blonde’s gaze.

"I don’t know" Tina whispered brokenly as she held onto her swollen belly, "Just . . feels weird"

Bette immediately looked up to Shane with sheer panic in her voice, "Shane, go faster!"

The next five minutes passed so excruciatingly slow that Bette nearly broke the Jeep door when she got out, pushing it open with a force she didn’t recognize. She slipped out of the backseat quickly and then gently helped Tina out as well, the blonde’s wince in pain urging her to lift Tina up into her arms.