"They just made everything make sense."

"They do that sometimes," Tina smiled, her world suddenly falling into place.

"So that's Alison."

"Uh huh."

"She's..."

"Annoying?"

"I was going to say scary." Bette admitted.

"She does that sometimes. She's worse with backup." Tina advised. "You got off light. Gabe's the good guy."

"That was getting off light?" Bette asked, a little scared.

Tina smiled weakly. "Welcome to my world, baby."

"So, um, what do you say?" Bette smiled cautiously. "Can I be here with you?"

Tina only looked at her, smiling, words failing her, but this time in a good way, as tears formed in her eyes.

"T?"

Tina looked away, fighting her tears, then gave up and turned back to Bette.

"T, please, don't cry." Bette said, closing the gap between them to hold Tina. Wrapping her arms around the blonde, Bette wondered why she waited for three years to come to this conclusion.

She heard Tina's voice, muffled and weak, and had to pull back to hear it. "You said something?"

"What took you so long?"

Bette smiled, and kissed her. When they parted, she gave her answer. "I had to work late."

"That has to change."

"I know, and since you're Miss Entertainment Executive, maybe you can support me. I can take some time off from work and start looking into a new career."

Tina lifted an eyebrow. "You're mocking me."

"I would never do that." Bette grinned.

"Bette. You have your gallery, and you're supposed to start construction, and you still have those consultation..." Tina let her voice trail off. "Seriously, Bette, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know yet, but there are still those job offers. We can divide our time. I don't really know. But right now the only thing I know is that you're fresh and clean and only a towel is keeping me from you." Bette smiled seductively, well aware that Tina now can only think about the same thing. "So, Miss Tina Kennard, you haven't given me an answer yet."

"Neither have you." Tina replied. "Tell me I deserve it."

"God, I love you when you're being bossy."

"You're gonna love me when I get a project's green light."

"Who said only red lights are sexy?" Bette teased, slowly leading Tina to her bedroom. "What do you say, T? Let's do it. Let's start over. The two of us, let's go through our past, our present. Give us ourselves a future. Here."

"A reprisal." Tina said, remembering something Shannen had said earlier. Jesus, had she really lost and been found by Bette in the span of a few hours?

"Pretty much." Bette knew from Tina's smile that Tina agreed with the suggestion. "LA has its history for us, I know, but what's history if we can't have the future?"

Tina looked up at Bette. "We're going to do this again. The whole thing?"

"Well, except for the part that led us here to New York." Bette shrugged. "You know, begin with one of us giving up everything she knows for this woman she's madly in love with--"

"Hey!" Tina protested.

"You know you wanted me." Bette reminded. "And, you know, the living together, the wanting to get married, the kid, the... everything. Wanting a future together."

"Well, I'm letting you move in." Tina said.

"So there's the living together part."

"But we are not having our kid yet."

"Fair enough."

"So I guess that leaves the wanting a future together part." Tina smiled at Bette, for the first time in a really long time actually seeing that future. "Baby?"

"Yeah, T?"

"I love you."

"I love you more." Bette grinned. "You still owe me chocolates and some groveling, by the way. Have I said the flowers were a nice touch?"