Tina looked over at Angie and the mess her baby girl was making all on her own. Plastic spoon in hand, she was banging away on the small pink plastic bowl sitting in front of her and further splattering the bit of pancake batter inside. Tina’s heart swelled upon seeing the fact that Bette had included Angie in her attempt to make breakfast even though the gesture only ended up creating a bigger mess in the kitchen.

Bette picked up the bowl and fork before getting to her feet and Tina quickly ducked behind the wall, not wanting to give herself away. She remained there for several moments longer and listened as Bette lovingly cooed to Angie, her smile widening when the 5 month old responded in her own way. Tina covered her smile as she listened to the series of babbles coming from her baby girl’s mouth, no doubt further wrapping Bette around her tiny finger.

Tina shook her head affectionately, admiring the bond between Bette and Angelica. From the very first moment they laid eyes on each other, Tina had been able to see the connection between the two. They were so incredibly taken with each other, like love at first sight.

Satisfied with the knowledge that Angie was in more than capable hands, Tina decided to go wash up and left the girls to their task of making breakfast. On her way back to the bedroom, Tina thought back to the night before and ended up sitting on the edge of her bed to process all that had happened.

Most of the night was all a big blur but Tina did remember Bette driving her home and relieving the babysitter. She remembered feeling jealous over Melissa and the countless shots that followed. Tina nearly gagged, the memory of all the tequila she had consumed brought back a wave of nausea. She made a silent promise to herself never to drink like that again, especially after the scare she had concerning Angie.

Tina rubbed her queasy stomach as she remembered the vague details of her argument with Bette. She recalled the brunette trying to walk away and what she had done to stop that from happening, a smile tugging at her lips.