Arriving home Debbie took her mum's bags in, leaving her mama to help the redhead out of the car and into the house. She knew how frustrated her mum was, and asking for help wasn't something that came easy to her, so she thought that if it was just Allie she wouldn't feel quite so helpless. The first thing she noticed when she walked into the house was that it was spotless. Her mum was a bit of a neat freak anyway, but the blonde had gone above and beyond to make sure it would be nice for her. It was the little things like this that made her love Allie more and more. She was so thoughtful, the complete opposite of Harry, and she loved how happy she made her mum.
Reaching out, Allie helped her fiancé out of the car. Slipping her arm around the older woman's waist she led her into the house and over to one of the sofa's, making sure she was comfortable and surrounded by a few cushions to support her. "Is there anything you need?" she asked, brushing her thumb over the redhead's jaw, smiling when Bea leaned into her touch.
"Just you and Deb" Bea replied, tugging on the blonde's arm and bringing her down on to the sofa beside her.
Once Allie was settled Bea moved in closer, resting her head on the younger woman's shoulder as she felt her fiancé's finger running through her hair. She loved moments like this, and cuddling on the sofa with her girl was one of her favourite pastimes. A few minutes later Debbie came wandering in, handing them both a coffee before sitting down on the other side of her mum. Slipping her arm loosely around the redhead she cuddled into her, careful not to hurt her. Bea couldn't help but smile. That day at the prison she didn't think that she would ever see either of them again, but here she was surrounded by her family, and she couldn't be happier.
They spent the next hour chatting, Debbie filling her parents in on all the messages she had been getting from her friends at university when they heard about Allie topping the charts. She was so animated as she spoke, and the pride in her voice was evident. Allie was struggling to get her head around all of this. It still hadn't sunk in properly, despite the blonde's phone blowing up with messages of congratulations. She had posted a couple of pictures from the previous day on her Instagram, the one of the three of them together on Bea's hospital bed getting the most likes. She had picked up a few hundred followers since appearing on the radio too, and was hoping she hadn't posted anything too embarrassing over the past couple of years. But it was a little bit late now, even if she did take them down they would have already been shared. Realising that she would need to be a bit more careful about what she shared in the future, she pushed all thoughts of social media to the back of her mind, concentrating on the woman in her arms instead.
Noticing that her fiancé had gone quiet a short while later Allie brushed the curls from her face, seeing that she had fallen asleep. She looked so peaceful, and she knew that the redhead had found it hard to sleep in the hospital, not that she could blame her. There was always someone wandering around, and the constant noises from the machines were hard to ignore. Although she was so grateful to those machines for keeping the older woman alive. Slipping out from beside her, she grabbed Bea's favourite red blanket and draped it over her before heading through into the kitchen to make a start on dinner. The redhead had lost weight while she'd been in the hospital, but looking at some of the things they served up at meal times it was no wonder. But she was home now, and the blonde was determined to look after her.
Allie was taking some of the ingredients out of the fridge when Deb walked into the kitchen, asking what she was making. She wasn't entirely sure, and while she could get by in the kitchen she was nowhere near as good as Bea. After making a suggestion Debbie offered to help out, wanting the blonde to try and relax a little as well. She had been there for her mum every step of the way since the accident, and was here with them when she could be out celebrating with her record label. She admired her so much, and couldn't wish for a better second mum. She would be heading back to university in a few days, but wanted to help out any way she could before she left.
They had been cooking for about fifteen minutes and Deb had been quieter than usual. After cleaning the chopping board Allie turned around, laying her hand on top of her daughter's before speaking. "Is everything ok, you seem a little preoccupied?"
Shaking her head Debbie too a step back before crossing the room and opening one of the drawers in the cabinet. Taking out an envelope she walked back over to Allie and handed it over. "This came through the other day, I didn't want to say anything in front of mum, but I don't know what to do about it"
Sitting down at the table the blonde looked at Deb briefly before taking the letter out and reading it. It was from Harry's solicitor, and they wanted her to attend the reading of his will. The envelope also contained detail of his funeral, and after glancing over at the calendar Allie saw that it was the following week. Placing the letter down on the table she looked over to Debbie again, the brunette biting her lip nervously. "If you want to go and see the solicitor one of us will come with you. And don't worry about the funeral. I know he was a shit but if you want to go your mum won't be upset. He was your dad after all"
"No he wasn't, he was just some bastard that hurt my mum. I'm not going to lie, there's a small part of me that wants to go to both, how screwed up is that. I guess I'm just curious as to why they want me at the will reading, it's not like we got on. And the only reason I would want to go to the funeral is to make sure the bastard really is dead"
"It's not screwed up Deb, it makes perfect sense. You still need closure, no matter what he's done. Why don't you talk to your mum about it, she might be able to help"
"I don't want to hurt her. She almost died because of him, I should have just thrown this away when it arrived" Debbie said, wiping a stray tear from her cheek. She felt guilty that she hadn't just thrown the letter straight in the bin. He was a monster, and didn't deserve any of their time.
"Hey, don't cry. She'll understand Deb, I know that she will. Your mum would never judge anyone, especially not you. Look how much shit I had going on in my life when we first met, and she didn't judge me, not once. Why don't you let me talk to her? I'll fill her in on what's happened and then the two of you can sit down together and discus it. Would that make it easier for you?"
"You…you'd do that for me?"
"Of course I would. We're a family, and we stick together. No matter what" Allie said as she stood up and walked over to the young brunette, ruffling her hair affectionately.
"Thanks mama" Debbie replied, hugging the blonde. She was so lucky to have Allie in her life. Her mum had been incredible over the years, but having the blonde there made everything perfect. Plus she loved seeing her mum's eyes light up whenever her mama walked into the room. She took such good care of her, and they really were perfect for each other.
Bea had woken with a start, finding herself on the sofa. She'd had a nightmare, and despite knowing that it was just a dream she couldn't shake the feeling it had left her with. She had surprised the blonde in her dream by going to one of her gigs, only to find her in a rather compromising position in her dressing room with a fan. She knew that Allie would never do that to her, but it felt so real, and it really hurt. Shaking her head to clear the thoughts running through it she reached out, finding the space where her fiancé had been was empty and cold. Opening her eyes she glanced around the room, seeing that she was alone. Pushing the blanket off, she stood up, steadying herself before following the sound of her daughter's voice. She was moving slowly, but felt a lot more stable than she had that morning. It took longer than it should, but she eventually made it to the kitchen.
Leaning against the door frame she watched her fiancé and daughter chatting away as they cooked dinner together. The redhead was usually pretty good at keeping her emotions in check, but there was something about the way Deb nudged Allie playfully as they spoke. The bond between them was stronger than ever, and Bea didn't know if it was a result of her accident, or because Harry was finally out of the picture. Whatever the reason it didn't matter. They both looked so happy and relaxed, and it made her heart swell. Deciding to make her presence known, she took a step forward, holding on to the edge of the counter as she spoke. "Something smells good"
Spinning around at the sound of her fiancé's husky tones, Allie placed the knife that she was holding down on the chopping board before crossing the room. Slipping her arms around the older woman she pulled her into a hug, taking in the scent that was uniquely Bea. "I thought you were meant to be resting"
"I'm standing up Alliecat, it's not exactly swinging from the rafters is it"
"I know, I just worry. Now that I've got you back home I don't want to let you go again"
"I'm not going anywhere, I promise" Bea replied, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her fiancé's ear as their eyes locked. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
Kissing the redhead on the lips softly Allie took her hand and led her over to the table, pulling a chair out for her. "Just sit there and look beautiful. We've got it covered babe"
"What are you making?" the redhead asked, her eyes never leaving her fiancé. Allie's tight pants were playing havoc with her hormones, and while she was glad to be home, she knew the next few weeks were going to be tough.
"It's a surprise. How are you feeling now mum?" Deb asked, hoping the little nap had helped. It was so good to have her home, and she was looking forward to spending a few days with her parents before heading back to university. She had offered to stay at Shayne's flat that night, wanting to give them some privacy. But her mama had dismissed the idea instantly, wanting the three of them to spend some quality time together after the madness of the past couple of weeks.
Half an hour later they sat down to a delicious meal. Allie and Deb made a really good team, and Bea couldn't keep the smile off of her face as she listened to the playful banter between her girls. She still had to pinch herself sometimes to remind her that it wasn't a dream. She never thought that she would ever have this, have someone as loving and supportive as Allie in her life. Someone who would love and treat her daughter as if she was her own. Smiling at the blonde she joined in with the teasing of their daughter, Allie commenting on how much cheaper the food bill would be once she had gone back.
Bea spent her first night out of hospital on the sofa wrapped up in her fiancé's arms. Debbie was sprawled out on the sofa and they were watching Allie's favourite movies, Pretty Woman, for what felt like the millionth time. Not that the redhead minded. She was pretty sure the blonde could quote it line by line, but her eyes still lit up during certain scenes, and the smile on her face was electrifying.
"What is it about that movie that you love so much?" the redhead asked when they were lying in bed later that night.
"I don't know. I guess I just like that she got her fairy tale, despite her circumstances. The first time I saw it I was at the shelter. I'd been there for a few nights after I got bashed up pretty badly by a new client. There wasn't much to do at night there, it was watch movies or stay holed up in my tiny room. I was going through a rough patch at the time, and hated my own company so I decided to stay downstairs. I guess I just like that other than that one argument he didn't judge her. And she got her fairy tale ending, despite her circumstances. It gave me hope that a better life was out there somewhere"
"It's all make believe, just some big con to make us feel shit about our own lives. That and to sell tickets at the movies. These things don't happen to real people you know"
"Yeah they do. I got my fairy tale, I got you" Allie said, brushing her thumb over the older woman's bottom lip.
"And I didn't even have to climb a fire escape and rescue you?"
"What you did was so much harder. You treated me like a person, not some object. And you loved me, despite my circumstances"
"Loving you is the easiest thing in the world" Bea replied, leaning forward and capturing the younger woman's lips in a soft, slow kiss. "I wish I could show you how much I love you" she added after they broken apart slightly, her hand slipping under the blonde's shirt and resting on her stomach. "This is killing me, I just want to be close to you"
"Me too baby. But we have to wait, I don't want you hurting yourself"
"What if we just go really slowly, I'll be careful I promise. I just need to feel you"
"I know, and I'd love nothing more than to kiss every inch of that perfect body of yours. But you've only been out of hospital for a few hours, and look what happened last time we got a little carried away"
"But it's been over two weeks" Bea replied, giving her fiancé her best puppy dog eyes. She needed Allie like she needed air, and she wasn't above begging if that's what it would take.
"And you were unconscious for a week of that" Allie joked, loving this side of Bea, but frustrated that she couldn't act on it. She would give anything to be able to touch her right now, but it wasn't the right time.
"Conscious or not, you were still on my mind"
"Bea, we can't, you need time to heal properly. You're recovering from surgery, and I don't want you to end up back in the hospital because I can't control myself. Believe me, this is as hard for me as it is for you"
"Fine" Bea huffed, removing her hand from under her fiancé's shirt and turning away from her. She knew she was being unfair, but right now she needed to feel the blonde's touch. The dream from earlier had felt so real. And while she knew that it wasn't, it didn't stop her from feeling insecure.
"Don't make me sing that song to you again…" Allie said, moving in close behind the older woman and wrapping her arm around her. "I love you, even when you are being grumpy" she added before kissing Bea's neck.
"I love you too, and I'm sorry for being a grouch. I just missed you"
"I missed you too baby, so much that it hurts. Now try and get some sleep, I want to take you somewhere tomorrow" the blonde replied, burying her head in Bea's soft curls. It felt like heaven having her so close again, and now that she was back where she belonged she had no intention of letting her go.
Bea woke up early the next morning from the best sleep she'd had in a long time. She had woken up during the night, finding Allie holding her so close that it make her heart skip a beat. It also made her feel extremely guilty for how she had behaved last night. She knew it wasn't the blonde's fault, and she shouldn't have taken it out on her. But the whole sexual frustration thing was still new to her, and it was playing havoc with her emotions. She was so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't realised that her fiancé had woken up until she heard her speak.
"Sorry, can't help it. You're so beautiful"
"Such a charmer"
"Only for you" Bea said, her voice a little deeper than usual. Brushing her thumb over the blonde's cheek she kissed her softly, her eyes closing as she felt her fiancé's soft lips move against her own.
"I should bloody hope so. You know how much I hate sharing" Allie replied, kissing the older woman again. "How are you feeling this morning?"
"Better" Bea replied, snuggling up closer to the blonde. "I'm sorry about last night, I shouldn't have taken my frustrations out on you" she added, tucking her head in the crook of her fiancé's neck. She was embarrassed by her behaviour and knew she had acted like a brat.
Pulling back slightly, Allie lifted the older woman's chin, her eyes locking with timid brown ones. "It's ok, I get it. This is difficult for me as well, trust me. But right now we both have to concentrate on getting you better. And if that means I have to take a cold shower every day for the next month then I'll do it. I hate seeing you hurt in any way, and I wish there was more that I could do to help"
"Just being here with you helps"
"Speaking of being here, I need to nip out for a couple of hours this morning. But when I get back I want to take you somewhere, you and Debbie. I thought it would be nice to spend some time together before Deb goes back to uni, just the three of us. If you're up for it that is"
"I'd like that, thank you"
"You don't have to thank me babe, I'm where I want to be. We should probably get up though"
"Five more minutes" Bea replied, laying her head on the blonde's chest. She loved mornings like this, when there was no rush and they could just enjoy being together. Listening to the steady beat of her fiancé's heart she closed her eyes again, feeling safe and content in Allie's arms.
They were still laid there half an hour later and Allie decided to broach the subject of Harry's funeral, and the reading of the will. Deb had asked before they went to bed the previous night if she'd had a chance to speak to her mum, and after reassuring the young brunette that she would do it as soon as possible, decided that now was as good a time as any. Not that discussing anything Harry related was ever good. She was trying to think of the best way to start the conversation, and hadn't realised that she had drifted off until she felt her fiancé's fingers running through her hair.
"Come on, out with it. I know something's on your mind" Bea said, a look of concern on her face as she studied the blonde.
"It's Deb, she got a letter a couple of days ago from Harry's solicitor. They want her to go in for the reading of the will, and they sent her the details of the funeral too. She wanted to tell you, but didn't want you getting upset"
"Is she going?"
"She hasn't decided yet, I think she wanted to speak to you first but didn't know how to raise the subject, especially with everything else going on. I said I would talk to you, thought the two of you could sit down and talk it through"
"That was sweet of you, but the three of us should sit down and talk it through" the redhead said, slipping her arm around the younger woman and holding her tight.
"It's a family thing, I don't want to intrude"
"It is a family thing, and that's why you should be there. You're as much a part of this family as I am, as Deb is, and I don't want you to ever think otherwise" Bea replied, her voice taking on a more serious tone as she tried to get through to her fiancé. Allie was her family, in the same way that Debbie was, and she didn't want the blonde to ever think differently.
They managed to drag themselves out of bed an hour later. Every time Allie made a move to get up, Bea pulled her back down again, and after the third time she gave up completely. It was the smell of pancakes coming up from the kitchen that finally dragged Bea from their warm bed, the loud rumble coming from her stomach reminding her just how hungry she was. She hadn't eaten a great deal in the hospital. Both Deb and Franky had brought food in for her whenever possible, but the stuff they served up generally was questionable to say the least.
They had just finished breakfast when Edith and Mickey arrived, Debbie making another batch of pancakes for her aunt and gam gam. They had to go over to the police station with Edith's passport but wanted to check in to see how Bea was doing beforehand. With the house suddenly full of people Allie kissed her girlfriend on the cheek and told her she wouldn't be long, before slipping gout of the door. She was glad that Bea's family had turned up when they had. She didn't want to lie to her fiancé, but knew she would try and talk her out of going if she had any idea as to what she had planned.
Allie had spoken to Franky the previous day, needing her help with something. Luckily the tattooed brunette had agreed, so after leaving the house she called her friend, letting her know that she was on her way over to pick her up. She had no idea if this would even work, but she had to try. Despite what both Bea and Mickey had said to her, she still couldn't help but blame herself for Edith's current predicament, not that the older woman seemed that concerned about it. But if there was a chance that she could help in any way, then she had to try. This was her family, and she loved how protective they were of each other. But it worked both ways, and she was determined to do whatever she could to protect them as well.
After picking Franky up they headed over to the head office of the newspaper, hoping the guy Edith had supposedly assaulted would be there. If they could play dirty then so could she. She just hoped that Bea wouldn't be mad at her, but the one consolation was that she couldn't be put on a sex ban right now. And once the redhead was feeling better there was no way she'd do it then, especially if last night was anything to go by. It had taken every ounce of willpower Allie possessed to stop things from going any further. But she knew if she hadn't then Bea would have only hurt herself even more. She was frustrated enough at not being able to do certain things for herself. And Allie knew that the longer this went on, the worse she would be.
Pulling up outside the offices Allie looked over to Franky, needing some reassurance from the brunette that she was doing the right thing. After receiving the confirmation she needed she jumped out of the car, waiting for her friend before walking towards the main entrance. She was nervous, her stomach churning and she was a little worried that her breakfast would make an appearance. She had to be strong, she was doing this for her family, for Bea, and she wasn't about to let a little thing like nerves stand in her way. Pushing the door open she walked into the reception, the look of disgust that was thrown her way letting her know that the woman behind the desk clearly recognised her. It wasn't the first time that someone had looked at her like she was scum, and she knew that it wouldn't be the last, but it still hurt a little. People were so quick to judge, but how do they know how they would react if their circumstances were different.
As expected the receptionist was less than helpful, and Allie was just about to channel her inner Boomer when Franky stepped in. They had talked about this briefly in the car on the way over, and the blonde had thought that she was joking. Given the way Franky was practically charming the pants off of the plastic bitch behind the desk, she had clearly been deadly serious. A couple of minutes passed before the brunette threw a slight nod her way, and if they had been here under different circumstances she could have happily watched Doyle in action for hours. As much as Allie hated to admit it, she was good, and it didn't take long for the receptionist to give in and escort them to one of the meeting rooms. After slipping Franky her number, which Allie was glad to see went straight into the bin as soon as she left the room, she told them to wait while she contacted the relevant person. She had been watching the brunette closely during her interactions with the plastic bitch, and found it all rather fascinating. People watching was something she would spend hours doing while she was living on the streets, it wasn't like there was much else to do, and it would often alert her to any signs of potential danger. She hadn't even realised that she was staring until she felt an elbow in her ribs. "Fuck sake Franky, what was that for?" she said, clutching at her side. She hadn't hit her hard, but she wasn't expecting it, so it had come as a bit of a surprise.
"You were drooling blondie, I know I'm irresistible but I'm also married"
"Fuck you, and I wasn't drooling" the blonde replied, slapping her friend on the arm.
"Whatever you say princess, but we both know the truth"
"I was just curious, wanted to see what all the fuss is about"
"And now you know. You want me don't you…?" Franky said, throwing a wink the blonde's way as her eyes dropped to her chest briefly before locking with irritated looking blue ones. She loved winding Novak up. It was a lot harder to get a rise out of her than Bea, but she knew that if she pushed her enough she would bite eventually. The brunette also knew that Allie would never do anything to hurt Bea, nor would she even think about looking at another woman. When it came to Smith, she definitely had tunnel vision.
"No offence Francesca, but you're really not my type. I already have the hottest woman in the world in my bed, so why would I settle for second best" Allie threw back, and she meant every word. She could see why women were drawn to the tattooed brunette, she certainly had a charm about her, but she didn't come close to Bea. The redhead was the most beautiful woman she had ever met, both inside and out, and everyone else just faded into the background.
"Ouch…you wound me. Just give me half an hour and I'm sure I could change your…" Franky replied, stopping mid-sentence when someone walked into the room. And judging by the state of his face she presumed he was the guy that had foolishly tried to take on Edith.
Watching on as he crossed the room and took a seat on the opposite side of the table, Allie studied him. There was something familiar about him, but she couldn't place where she had seen him before. Pushing the thoughts to the back of her mind she focussed on the task at hand, getting Edith's charges dropped.
"I don't have long, so if we can keep this as brief as possible that would be appreciated. I'm guessing you want something from me, so let's get straight down to business shall we" he said, staring at the two of them, although he was struggling to make eye contact with Allie.
"I wanted to come and speak to you about what happened the other day with my fiancé's gran. I appreciate that things didn't exactly go to plan, but she was only looking out for her family. I'm sorry that things turned out the way they did, and that was never her intention. But she's ninety two, do you really think it's necessary to press charges, especially given the circumstances"
"Yes I do. She had no right coming into my place of work and assaulting me like that"
"And you had no right publishing that bullshit, but that didn't stop you did it. Can we not just call it quits, you drop the charges against Edith, and I'll forget the lies you wrote about me, twice"
"That's not going to happen. I don't care how old she is, no one comes into my office and treats me like that. That woman is an animal, and she needs to be punished" he replied, his voice rising along with his temper.
Taking the letter from Franky, Allie slid it over the desk, watching him closely as he picked it up. She could see the anger in his eyes, his face reddening as he continued to read. Franky had done an excellent job in getting the letter in the first place, and although Allie had no intention of suing them, they didn't need to know that. Her main aim was to get Edith's charges dropped, and if she could convince them to print a public apology, then that would be a bonus. "I didn't want to have to do this, but you leave me no choice in the matter" she said, biting the inside of her lip to stop herself from smiling when she saw the smirk fall from his face as he read the last paragraph.
"You…you can't do this. I won't allow it"
"I think you'll find that I can, and I will. This is the second time your newspaper has printed lies about me. And while I admit that parts of the first article were true, this latest one is nothing but a bunch of fabricated bullshit. Clearly your newspaper doesn't worry about a little think called facts, and I will not have you publically attacking my family in this way, or any way for that matter"
"I'm sure we can come to some sort of an agreement. This Edith woman's ninety two did you say?" he asked, suddenly a lot keener to cooperate than he had been a few minutes ago. "I guess there's no point in putting her under any unnecessary stress. How about I drop the charges against her and we forget all about this" he added, holding the letter up.
He had caved in a lot easier than Allie expected, and with that in mind, she decided to push a little further. "I'm afraid it's not that simple. It wasn't just Edith that your article hurt. Have you got any idea how you made my fiancé feel? She's recovering from a major operation having almost been crushed to death in a burning building. And now she's blaming herself because of what your staff wrote. And our daughter, she got enough hassle at university the last time round. Do you honestly think this is going to be any different?"
"What's done is done, there's not exactly much I can do about that now is there" he spat back, smirking at her as he spoke.
Allie hated how smug he was. Something was definitely off with him, and he wouldn't make eye contact with her. It was bugging her, she couldn't shake the feeling that she knew him from somewhere, but when he started to nervously fiddle with his tie it hit her like a bolt of lightning. He was an ex-client, with a particularly unusual fetish.
"Would it help if I let you call me mummy?" the blonde asked, holding back the laughter as she watched the colour drain from his face. She could feel Franky's eyes on her, the brunette clearly confused by her random comment. Throwing her a look to let her know she would explain later, she fixed her gaze on the squirming man opposite. "You were so keen to print a pack of lies about me, how about you print the truth for once. I want you to print an apology to my family for the trouble you've caused. And drop the charges against Edith. If you do that I will forget all about this, as well as the other thing" the blonde said, pointing to the letter on the desk. "If not, I'll make sure that everyone knows what kind of operation you are running here. It won't just the newspaper I'll be suing, it will be you as well. And I'm sure your staff would love to hear what you get up to in your spare time as well". Standing up, Allie walked towards the door, Franky a few steps behind. "I'll give you a day or two to think about it. Don't take too long though, I may change my mind" she added, smiling at the brunette as he jumped out of his chair and ran towards her.
"There's no need, it seems like a fair deal to me. I'll speak to one of the journalists and get them to draft something up. I'm guessing that you'll want to see it before it goes to press?"
"I do. No offence, but you haven't exactly filled me with confidence so far. I'll give you my email. Send it through to me and I'll take a look. If I'm happy with it then I want it in tomorrow's paper. And this stands until I know for definite that all charges against Edith have been dropped" Allie said, grabbing the letter and slipping it into her pocket. Grabbing the notepad from the table she wrote her email address down before holding out her hand. "It was a pleasure doing business with you" she said as he shook her hand, unable to make eye contact with her once again.
Neither of them spoke as they headed back out of the offices, the receptionist calling out to Franky as they left, asking her to call her soon. Allie couldn't help but laugh, the stuck up judgemental bitch reduced to nothing more than a love struck teenager. Jumping in the car, Allie set off in the direction of the brunette's house, thanking her for helping out at such short notice.
"It's ok, was rather entertaining actually. And holy fuck Novak, that was hot back there. There's no wonder Red's jumped on board the big rainbow bus. If only I wasn't married…" Franky said, throwing the blonde one of her trademark winks and laughing when she rolled her eyes.
"In your dreams Doyle. And how many more times do I have to tell you that you're not my type"
"Come on, everybody wants a bit of the Frankster. You can be honest with me, I won't tell Smith"
"I don't care who you tell, it's never going to happen. Bea's the only one I want, and that will never change. But I'm sure Bridget would love to hear all about this little conversation"
"You wouldn't dare"
"Try me" Allie threw back, laughing at the look on her friend's face. "Not so confident now are we" she added, nudging Franky's shoulder playfully. She loved how easily the banter flowed with the tattooed brunette, and since Bea's accident she had grown closer to both Franky and Bridget. She loved how protective the fiery brunette was of her fiancé, and she was glad that Bea had so many good people looking out for her.
"So what was all that about back there? You clearly know him from somewhere" Franky asked, dying to know what it was all about. Whatever it was must be pretty major to get him to change his mind like that.
"I recognised him from my previous life. He liked to wear a nappy and call me mummy"
"Fuck off! No way, the kinky little shit" Franky replied, laughing loudly as the image filled her mind. "There's no wonder he changed his mind so quickly"
"Yeah, I doubt he'd want that making the front page"
"This is absolute gold. You do realise that he'll never print a bad word about you again after that. And if he does…"
"Then I'll be paying one of his competitors a visit" the blonde replied, happy that everything seemed to have gone to plan. Recognising him was an added bonus, and she knew she would be able to use it to her advantage if necessary. Although she would much rather just close the door on that chapter of her life. It was in the past, and the only thing she wanted to focus on was her family and friends, and their future together.
After Allie dropped her off at home Franky called Bea quickly, running through her plans for the party the following day. She had spoken to Isla the day Bea had been released from hospital, knowing that she wanted to do something to celebrate blondie getting the number one slot. She was a little concerned that it was too soon for Bea, but the redhead had assured her that she was fine and would take it easy. Franky knew that her friend felt guilty that Allie had put her celebrations on hold, not that Novak seemed to care. As long as she was with Red, she was perfectly happy.
Isla had said that the label would cover the cost of the party, but Franky had asked if she could organise it. She knew that Novak wouldn't want anything fancy, and what better place to celebrate than where it all started. Plus it would be really good for the bar, and once word got around she was sure that it would increase their trade.
Arriving home Allie found both Bea and Deb relaxing in the garden. After packing a few light snacks in the hamper she loaded the car before rounding up her girls. She wasn't sure how long Bea would want to stay at the beach, and knew that Debbie would get hungry at some point during the afternoon. Her fiancé was planning on speaking to the young brunette about Harry that evening, and had suggested that they get a takeaway so she didn't want to bring too much food. But hungry Deb was grouchy Deb, and that was the last thing she wanted.
They had been on the beach for just over an hour when Allie received an email from one of the journalists at the newspaper. She was pleasantly surprised by what they had written, and other than a slight change to some of the wording, she was happy with it. It wasn't as long as the article they made up about her, but so far they had stuck to their end of the bargain. The main thing was that Edith's charges were dropped, this was just a bonus, and hopefully after all of this they would think twice before messing with her family again. After replying to their email outlining the changes required, she tucked her phone back into her pocked and turned her attention back to her family.
Although they didn't do a great deal, Bea was just happy to be out in the fresh air. While it felt so good to be back home with her family, she still felt a little bit like a prisoner. It wasn't anyone's fault, she just hated feeling so useless. Allie had been great as always, making sure she had everything she needed, and that she was comfortable. But the redhead was fiercely independent, a trait she had quickly come to adopt after marrying Harry. For most of their marriage it felt like she had two children to look after, not one, although Debbie was an angel compared to him. Because of this she had learnt to do everything herself, not wanting to rely on someone only to be let down all over again. Accepting help didn't come easy to her, and while she was frustrated that she couldn't do certain thing for herself, she loved it when Allie fussed over her.
Debbie had gone for a swim a while later, wanting her parents to have a bit of alone time together. She had offered to stay home for the afternoon, but her mama had once again told her that it wasn't necessary. She knew that they would have plenty of time to themselves once she was back at university, but it was still nice that the blonde wanted her to be a part of everything. Things had been so crazy over the past few weeks that it was good to get some time out and just relax. Her mum looked so much better already, and while she still needed time to recover fully, being home with the blonde was clearly the best medicine of all.
Allie was laid on the blanket, Bea beside her, her head resting on the younger woman's chest. The afternoon turned out to be a lot warmer than they had expected, and she loved just lying there and feeling the sun on her face. Despite not doing anything particularly special, Bea couldn't help but feel like the luckiest woman in the world right now. She didn't want much from life, just someone who would love and accept her for who she was. And for so long that seemed impossible. It was something that she saw her family and friends experiencing, but never her. Harry had filled her head with so much shit over the years that she genuinely thought that there was something wrong with her. But then Allie had come crashing into her life when she least expected it, and turned everything around.
Bea hadn't realised it at the time, but by helping the blonde get her life back on track, she had also helped herself. She knew that she was guarded, and to some would come over as cold or abrasive. It wasn't intentional, she just found it really difficult to talk to people that she didn't know. Harry hated her voice, said it was manly and was constantly telling her to shut up. Not that she said a lot to him in the first place. Every time she did he would shoot her down anyway, call her stupid. So after a while she stopped talking to him. She was even quieter with her friends for a while, something that Franky called her on after a few months. It was different at work though. That was the one part of her life that he didn't have control over. She was good at her job, enjoyed the variety of it as well as the challenge, and it was something that he couldn't take away. Although he had taken pretty much everything else.
But the blonde was different, her beautiful, loving Alliecat, who looked at her like she was the most precious thing in the world. Who loved hearing what she had to say, and would always put her first. Allie had taken her walls down one brick at a time, and she had been so gentle with her that she hadn't even realised that she was doing it. She felt so much stronger with the blonde by her side, and that was something that she would never take for granted. Lifting her head she locked eyes with the younger woman, her heart skipping a beat when Allie smiled at her. "Thank you for bringing me here, it feels so good to be by the sea again. Especially here, I have so many good memories with you" she said, playing with a lock of blonde hair.
"You don't have to thank me, I just want you to be happy" the blonde replied. She knew that Bea was frustrated, and thought that by bringing her to the place they got engaged it would remind her of happier times. And hopefully give her the strength she needed to recover.
"I'm always happy when I'm with you. You've given me so much Allie, more than I ever thought possible. I wish I could repay you in some way"
"You don't need to, just being here with you is all I need. Although I wouldn't say no to a kiss"
"Now that I can do" the redhead said, moving closer to her fiancé. "I love you to the moon and back" she added before capturing Allie's lips in a long, slow kiss, her fingers running through her soft blonde locks.
"I love you too, so much" Allie replied as they broke apart slightly, her eyes filled with tears as she gazed at the woman who meant more to her than anything. "I'm so glad that you're ok. I was so scared Bea, I thought that I'd lost you that day. When the roof caved in I kept calling out to you, but you didn't answer me. I thought I'd lost everything, and I didn't know how I was supposed to live without you"
"Hey, it's ok" Bea said, brushing the tears from the younger woman's cheek before kissing her again. "I'm ok, and I'm not going anywhere so please stop worrying. I could never leave you behind"
"I promise, you're stuck with me. Seahorses remember" the older woman said, holding out her little finger and smiling when she heard a soft giggle fall from the blonde's lips.
"I remember, always" Allie replied, wrapping her pinkie around Bea's before kissing her again.
Debbie had been watching them for a while. She was about to head back over when she saw her mum brush her thumb over the blonde's cheek. It looked like her mama was crying, and not wanting to intrude on a private moment she headed back into the sea for a while. Hoping that whatever it was it could easily be fixed. A short while later she saw them cuddled up together laughing at something on the blonde's phone. Sensing that whatever it was had been dealt with, she came out of the water and made her way over to her parents.
They both looked so happy, and Deb couldn't wait until their little family could be made official. They had been discussing the wedding again the previous evening, and while her mama was out earlier she had received the confirmation that she need for one part of her surprise. The second part would take longer, and be more difficult. But it wasn't impossible, and she was determined to make it happen. Assuming that was what the blonde wanted that is.
A/N: I've been even more slack than usual this week, so apologies for that. I had a touch of the writer's block after being outed to the lovely Kate on Saturday. Thanks guys, you know who you are… ;)
Anyway to make up for the absence of an update I've made this one a little longer. Enjoy. Oh and Jenko is the sweetest person, and so easy to talk to. All I have to do now is figure out how to stop myself from turning into Chandler from Friends if I'm lucky enough to meet Danielle again :)