“Oh my.” She said nervously.

“Grrrrr….” Helena tossed Bette over her shoulder, carrying her outside again. Bette started laughing as Helena struggled to carry her. “Dammit, I’m strong enough, its just…this leg is so uneven!”

“Hey, hun…” Bette rested her face against Helena’s lower back as she walked. She drummed her hands on Helena’s ass, holding back a giggle.  She didn’t mean anything by what she was about to say, it just popped into her head.  “Helena?  Maybe we can figure out how to get you your leg back again?”

Helena stopped. Then she dropped Bette and stared at her. “You want me to just…grow back my leg. Aren’t you attracted to me the way I am?”

Bette had said the ‘wrong thing.’

“Ummmm…yes, absolutely. I guess it was just a suggestion.” Bette held up her hands in surrender. “I didn’t mean anything by it.”

Helena was quiet for a long time. Then she shrugged. Truth be told, she never did like that nonsense about putting partners into dog houses.  “Ok, let’s talk to the evil doctor about it tomorrow.” She missed running, and getting back her leg would allow her to take up her old hobby. Plus, it would help her in the pursuit of the infected.

“So, wheeere are we going?” Bette asked cheerfully, happy that her little suggestion had not been taken badly.

“This way.” Helena led them outside into the scorching sun and then to a small, empty cabin.  No doubt a high ranking officer had once used these private accommodations.

Inside, Bette was astounded by the things Helena had done to liven up the place.  Pieces of drift wood held candles all around the room; bottles of wine and a box of chocolates waited for them. 

Helena closed the door gently while Bette looked around. The bed even had a new set of sheets, which looked cool and inviting.

“Wow.” Bette said, almost shyly. She looked around some more, stalling what was to come. 

“mmhmmm…” Helena smirked, reaching into Bette’s pockets and brushing her inner thighs in the process. “We’ve got food, and wine, and a whole day to ourselves…what ever shall we do with it?” She took out the restraints, dangling them in front of Bette’s eyes. “Do you want…”