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Life Happens: America, F** Yeah
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“Sorry.” Bette murmured.
Helena shook her head, “No need to apologize. It’s fun seeing you so carefree. I just want to make sure that you’re sober for the next part of our evening.” This earned a grin from Bette, but it was followed by a grimace.
“oooook, we’ll just skip that part then.” Helena sighed. She brushed Bette’s hair away from her face and led her carefully to bed instead.
The next morning, Helena got up early to pack their things. It was 7am when her phone rang.
“Yes…yes mummy, we’ll be there…oh, Bette’s a little worse for wear, but she’ll survive…yep…oh…yes, I love you to…see you…” Helena held the phone away from her face incredulously. “Well, that’s new.”
“What’s new?” Bette cracked open one eye and grimaced. She held her hand to her head. “what time is it Helena? Can’t we sleep a bit longer?”
“No sweetheart, in fact you need to get up.” Helena glanced at her watch, and tugged the covers from over Bette. “and what’s new…my mother telling me she loves me after every conversation. Must be something that happens with age, though hopefully not guilt.”
Bette jumped in the shower while Helena double checked their tickets and lay out their passports.
“What about this place?” Bette came back in. Helena burst into laughter, shaking her head. “Whaaaa…?” Bette asked innocently. She wore nothing but a towel—on her head.
“I’m keeping the apartment. It’ll be here for us whenever we want to come back. Elaine has a friend who might rent it while we’re gone..”
“We…we…” Bette said, walking back into the bathroom.
“Parlez vous francais?” Helena asked. “Or ‘we’ as in you and I?”
“Well, what are we, as in you and I, doing here?” Bette asked, throwing on her clothes.
“I don’t know, what do you want to be doing?”
“I want you.” Bette’s eyes followed Helena around the room. “I want to be doing you.” She smirked as Helena threw a shirt at her. “But, I mean…shouldn’t we get a home together if we’re going to do this?” Bette asked, sitting heavily on the bed. Helena continued to pack, but looked up at her kindly.
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You gotta love a drunk, rowdy Bette! I’m glad the Bette-dumps-Jodi scene took place offstage; jealous Helena makes for much more entertaining subject matter. As for London vs. NY, it would take a far drearier locale (Sudbury, ON, perhaps) to extinguish the Belena hotness.
Okay, it’s taken me yonks, but I’ve *finally* caught up. Fabulous.
that is perfect!! please keep posting pleas…
Oh yeah …. ok lady, with 2 stories you’ve sufficiently guilted me into writing something, hmn … I don’t mind them being in NY I don’t think, at least Bette ditched Jodi, jealous Helena is kinda cute, darn it … they’re both cute :-D
Family, huh? Sounds like Bette didn’t need that much time or space. Jodie had been good to Bette? (And Tom was the problem? Actually the relationship between he and Jodi might have been interesting to explore.) I guess you’re doing it your way, which is fine by me, I much prefer it to IC’s nonsense. While I’m stating preferences, let me add that I’m all for B & H making a commitment, but I find wedding gowns icky. Faux princess for a day, yuck.
It was about f’n time!!!! lol..I’m just happy to see you back with one of my favorites!!! I love seeing Bette and Helena together–they are amazing together and they are made for each other. I can’t wait to see what happens next with these two ladies!!! PPS VERY SOON!!!!
OMG this chapter was really good, I already read it twice… I don’t have nothing against Jodi, if she had a relationship with Tina or Max I would probably like her… =) THANKS for this chapter helebette !!! I really loved it…