“Then we will fight.” Rosita said, nodding her dark eyes intense. She was up for a fight, and they’d better be up for one too.

*****

            Bette was sitting in the Peggy Peabody Museum; Peggy had died last year in a car accident leaving Bette with a lifetime contract with the museum, and as far as Bette was concerned she would stay here forever. Her phone rang and she picked it up, beating

James to it and she heard him yelling to her.

            “That’s not nice boss lady.” She chuckled, being in a good mood even though things were a bit in turmoil with Jesse’s situation.

            “Hey babe, are you going to be home for supper?” Tina asked before Bette could say Hi, and Bette said sarcastically.

            “Hello to you too. I will be home for supper, will you be home is the question at hand?”  Bette said back, softly. Tina had been putting in insane hours at work, leaving Bette alone at night until late, and she wasn’t sure she liked the turning of the tables. Bette had resigned herself to dealing with it in an adult manner.

            “Yeah and so will Kelly.” Tina said with reproach, waiting for the loud ‘OH NO’ that was about to come flying from Bette’s pretty lips.

            “As in Kelly your sister Kelly? Why? No, I told you she is not staying with us. She’s scary, all those tattoos and piercing, aren’t we supposed to go see Sam and Shane

tonight?” Bette begged, pleaded. Kelly gave her the creeps, and she had hit on Bette

once, and that had really thrown Bette for the hugest loop of her life.

            “Oh I ***** forgot! ***** me. Damn it babe, she’s my sister ok? I put up with Kit and the drinking, you can put up with my Goth Sister.” Tina blasted and Bette closed her eyes to the out lash.

            “Ok, ok. But we are going to S&S. They need us Tee. Shane is having a coronary over this losing Jesse thing.” Tina relented on the other end of the phone, pushing back her golden hair from her face, sighing ever so softly.