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A couple of days later Kaz received the proof she needed, now all she needed to do was get it to Harry.  She couldn’t just post it with a letter, the guards would wonder why she was sending him photos of his ex-wife and another woman, but she knew exactly who to call to make it happen.  Grabbing her phone, she sent him a text asking him to meet her later that day.

Across town, Franky was pacing up and down nervously.  She had been called into Will Jackson’s office by his assistant, which only ever meant one thing, a bollocking.  She was racking her brains trying to think of anything she had done over the past few weeks that could have landed her in the shit again but was coming up blank.

A few minutes later she was told to go in.  Taking a deep breath she opening the door, and was surprised to find Bea sat at the desk, not Jackson.

“What’s going on Red?” she asked, taking a seat opposite the other woman

“I have a proposition for you”

“Don’t get me wrong, I think you’re hot, especially since you climbed aboard the big gay bus, but I love Bridget.  And I’m pretty sure Novak would claw my eyes out if she caught me anywhere near you” the brunette said, smirking at Bea

“Piss off, I didn’t mean that kind of proposition.  It’s actually work related”

“Sorry Red, couldn’t resist.  I’m all ears”

“Jackson’s just been awarded a promotion, he’s moving to head office and he’s put me forward to take over his role here.  I’ve got to pass the exam so it’s not a done deal yet, but if I pass it will leave teal watch without a Station Manager”

“Ok, so how do I come into this?”

“I want you to take over my job, lead the crew”

“Are you shitting me?”

“No, I’m deadly serious Franky”

“Why me?”

“I need someone I can trust in charge of the crew.  The guys are like family to me and I need to know they’re in good hands.  I’d still be here, but not all the time, and if anyone can guide them and keep them safe, it’s you.  It’s not guaranteed yet, I still have to pass my exam, and you’d need to do the same, but have a think about it, speak to Bridget, and let me know in a few days if it’s something you’d be interested in” Bea said.  When Will had discussed her position with her a few days ago, her first thought had been Franky.  She was the best firefighter on the crew, and knew she would rise to the challenge.

“Fucking hell.  When I got called in I was convinced it was for a bollocking, it usually is.  I’m seeing Gidge tonight so I’ll speak to her about it, but I’m definitely interested” Franky replied

“Excellent.  Right, we better get back before Vera comes looking for us.  Oh and Franky, this stays between us for now ok?” the redhead said as they both headed out of the office and back to the mess room and the rest of the crew.

 

 

The following day it was open mic night, and she had promised to play with the guys again.  Ash had bullied her into playing the second half of their set, as she had been absent for their past two performances.  Bea was staying over, and had promised to come down to the bar to watch her play, but she had her exam the following day, so would be upstairs most of the night preparing for it.  She had asked Allie to go and get her just before they were due on, and that’s where the blonde was currently heading.  Opening the door she found her girlfriend buried under a pile of notes, her head resting on the table as she tapped her pen in frustration.

“You look like you could use a break” Allie said, leaning down to kiss the redhead

“I could use a miracle, but a break will do me good.  You about ready to go on?”

“Just about.  And stop stressing, you’re a superhero remember, you’ll kick that exam’s arse”

“I wish I had your confidence” Bea said, standing up and wrapping her arms around the blonde.  Everything always seemed so much better when Allie was near.

“Come on then, take me away from all this.  I heard that someone was playing with the last band, and apparently she’s incredibly hot.  Wouldn’t want to miss out now would I” the redhead said, grabbing Allie’s hand and leading her down to the bar.

 

Allie had joined them on the stage half way through their set, and had played four out of the five songs.  Bea had been beside the stage the whole time, her eyes never leaving the blonde’s.  She had been nervous again, but one look into her girlfriend’s brown eyes and she instantly relaxed.  It still amazed her how easily it happened, a look, or touch and she could feel a calmness washing over her.

Ash had stepped up to his mic, thanking everyone for coming to see them play and letting them know it was their last song, before stepping back, and nodding to Allie.  As the music started to play she stepped forward, taking her place centre stage she started to sing, her eyes locking with Bea’s as the words flowed.

 

She was a fast machine

She kept her motor clean

She was the best damn woman that I had ever seen

She had the sightless eyes

Telling me no lire

Knockin’ me out with those American thighs

Taking more that her share

Had me fighting for air

She told me to come but I was already there

The earth was quaking

My mind was aching

And we were making it, and you

 

Shook me all night long

Yeah you shook me all night long

 

Working double time

On the seduction line

She was one of a kind, she’s just mine all mine

 

Allie sang the last line directly to her girlfriend.  As far as she was concerned Bea was it for her, she didn’t want anyone else

 

Wanted no applause

Just another course

Made a meal out of me and came back for more

Had to cool me down

Now I’m back in the ring to take another swing

‘Cause the walls were shaking

The earth was quaking

My mind was aching

And we were making it, and you

 

Shook me all night long

Yeah you shook me all night long

 

Bea’s breathing was labored.  The way Allie’s fingers were caressing the microphone stand was doing funny things to her body.  The heat cursing through her body made it feel like she was touching her, and it was making her crazy, and incredibly wet.

 

And knocked me out and then you

Shook me all night long

You had me shakin’ and you

Shook me all night long

Yeah you shook me

Well you took me

 

You really took me and you

Shook me all night long

Ooooh you

Shook me all night long

Yeah, yeah, you

Shook me all night long

Yeah you shook me, yeah you shook me

All night long

 

Thanking everyone again for watching, they stepped off the stage, Allie heading straight for her girlfriend, who pulled her close and crashed their lips together, not caring where they were.  Breaking apart a few minutes later, they took a step back, Bea taking the blonde’s hand in hers.

“I’m going back upstairs, don’t be long”

“I thought you needed to study?” Allie replied

“I need a distraction, and you…naked” the redhead whispered before heading back up to the flat, leaving behind a very flustered Allie.

After packing up her gear at lightning speed, she said goodnight to the guys and her friends before racing through into the back, not even caring about the cat calls Franky was directing her way.

 

 

The following morning Allie woke to find her girlfriend pacing up and down the room, mumbling to herself as she moved.  She had a stack of papers in her hand, and the rest were scattered over the table.  Climbing out of bed, she walked over to her, taking the papers and placing them down on the table before pulling the older woman into a hug.

“Relax, you’ll be fine ok.  You’re amazing, and there’s nothing you can’t do.  I believe in you baby”

“What if I screw it up?”

“Then you re-take it, it’s not the end of the world”

“I don’t want to let you down”

“You could never let me down.  I love you, no matter what.  Now go and have a shower”

“Only if you come with me” Bea said, taking the younger woman’s hand, pulling her towards the bathroom.

An hour and a half later Bea left for head office to sit her exam.  She had the written paper first, followed by a practical exam after lunch.  She knew the latter wouldn’t be an issue, it was the morning test that was worrying her.  She could do the job with her eyes closed, but when it came to written exams she choked.  Debbie had similar issues when she was doing her HSC, having once said that if she could draw what she was trying to say then there would be no issues.  She loved her job, and wouldn’t mind staying in her current role, but she hated feeling like a failure, especially in front of Allie.  Bea knew deep down that it wouldn’t make any difference to the blonde, and that she would still love her no matter what, but she was a proud person, and hated to fail.

It was late afternoon and she had just finished her practical exam, racing through it without a single issue.  The morning exam had gone better than expected too, and she couldn’t wait to tell Allie.  Picking her phone up she sent her a text, letting her know that she was grabbing a quick shower but would be home in about an hour, knowing the blonde would be at the house waiting for her.

 

 

Allie was just finishing dinner preparation when she heard a beep.  Checking her phone she found a text from Bea, letting her know she would be home in an hour.  She jumped in the shower quickly before dressing in the outfit she had laid out earlier that afternoon.  After fixing her hair and putting on a little make-up she headed back downstairs to wait for her girlfriend.

Pulling up onto the drive, she parked the car before heading inside, the smell of cooking invading her senses the second she opened the door.  Wandering through into the kitchen she found Allie checking on something in the oven, the blonde turning to face her as she closed the oven door.  Bea felt her heart skip a beat as she took in the sight before her.  Allie was wearing the shortest black shorts she had ever seen, topped with a tight sleeveless white shirt.

Turning around, Allie caught the look in her girlfriend’s eyes.  Luckily dinner would be another forty minutes, so they had a bit of time.  Walking towards the older woman she grabbed the front of her shirt, crashing their bodies together as their tongues battled for dominance.

“Fuck Allie, what are you doing to me?” Bea asked, her breathing labored following the intensity of their kiss

“Dinner will be a while, why don’t I show you exactly what I want to do to you” the younger woman said, unbuttoning her shirt as she let the redhead over to the sofa

Half an hour later they headed back towards the kitchen, Allie serving dinner as Bea poured them a glass of wine.  After they had eaten they moved back over to the sofa, Bea filling her girlfriend in on how the exam had gone.  Allie was glad it had gone well, knowing how worried the older woman had been that morning, although her plan to take her mind off it was still firmly in place.  She had never craved anyone like she did Bea, and in the beginning it had worried her that maybe she was a little bit too much for her less experienced girlfriend, but the redhead seemed to be having the same trouble.  And judging by the look she had just given her, she didn’t think they’d be getting much sleep again that night.

  

 

Jake had delivered.  Kaz had received a phone call from Harry a couple of hours ago letting her know that the photo’s had been left in his cell.  He had been quiet during the conversation, telling her they would talk more when she came to visit in a couple of weeks.  She knew she could rely on Jake Stewart.  It helped that he owed her one, and having someone in her debt that worked at the same prison where Harry was residing had made this so much easier.

She hadn’t been able to settle since the phone call though.  There was something in Harry’s tone that unsettled her, and lately she had been wondering if she was still in love with Bea.  She had thought that this was a good idea, hoping that once he saw that she had moved on, he would forget all about her once and for all.  But what if it didn’t play out that way?  This whole thing could blow up in her face, and she wasn’t sure that she could handle it if that turned out to be the case.

The photos were like the scene of a car accident, you knew you shouldn’t look, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away.  The first one was of them in a restaurant, Harry recognizing Franky Doyle instantly, but he had no idea about the two blonde’s, only that one of them was screwing his ex-wife.  The next picture was of Bea caressing the cheek of the younger blonde, and the way they were looking at each other told him all he needed to know, she was the girlfriend.  There were a few more from the restaurant, along with several of Bea and that woman in the park.  There were a few of them kissing, but the one that hit the hardest was the last one.  They were standing close together, and by the way that Bea was looking at the blonde, it was blindingly obvious that she was in love.  What bothered him the most was that she had never looked at him like that, not once, in the sixteen years they were together.

 

 

Two weeks later and they were on their way to the airport.  Allie was both nervous and excited, she had never been on a plane before, and was looking forward to the experience, but being that high up was making her feel uneasy.  They had been shopping the week before for a few holiday clothes, and when Allie had modelled her bikini when they got back to Bea’s house, the redhead had dragged her straight to bed.  Bea just hoped she could control herself a little bit more when they were on the beach.  Franky had joked a few days ago about how they were still in the honeymoon stage of their relationship, but Bea couldn’t imagine ever not being affected by the blonde in this way.  One look from the younger woman and she felt completely undone, and she loved it.

Once they had checked in they went to grab a late breakfast.  They had meant to eat at home but the minute Allie had stepped into her shower that morning, all plans had gone out of the window.  Bea was still packing her suitcase when the taxi had arrived.  Throwing the last few items in she had raced down the stairs and out to the car, finding her girlfriend already seated in the back, a smug grin on her face.  Allie loved how easy she could de-rail her girlfriend.  The older woman was usually so composed and in control, never losing her head in a difficult situation.  But one look, a gentle touch, or a few carefully selected words and she could reduce her to a raging pool of hormones, not that she was much better.  No one had ever loved her like Bea does, and she still had to pinch herself every day to make sure that she wasn’t dreaming.

Allie had been quiet over brunch.  Bea was aware that she had never flown before and was wondering if she was a little nervous.

“You ok Alliecat?” she asked, taking her girlfriend’s hand over the table

“Perfect.  I’m a bit worried about the flight though”

“I’ll be right beside you, don’t worry”

“Will you hold my hand?” the blonde asked

“Always”

A couple of hours later and they were seated and ready to go, Allie gripping the armrest as the plane taxied down the runway.  Bea had offered her the window seat but she had been quick to decline.  It was bad enough knowing how high up she was without seeing too.  She could hear the engines kicking in as the plane picked up speed, the front lifting a few seconds later.  With a slight judder the aircraft lifted of the ground, Allie closing her eyes as her fingers gripped tighter.  Glancing to her left Bea watched as Allie closed her eyes.  Leaning over she kissed her gently, smiling into the kiss as she felt the younger woman respond, her grip on the armrest loosening slightly.

A few minutes later and the aircraft had levelled out, Bea’s fingers running up and down the blonde’s thigh had calmed her down significantly.  It hadn’t been as bad as she was expecting, although they still had another three hours to go, and had to make it back down again.   Three and a half hours, and four miniature whiskeys later and their feet were firmly on the ground, Bea only teasing Allie slightly about how tight her hold had been on her arm as they landed.  After going through the security checks and collecting their luggage they headed for the rentals desk to pick up their car.

 

 

Arriving at the hotel they checked in, Allie grabbing a quick shower while Bea called her Gran to let her know she had arrived safely.  She hadn’t told her that Allie was with her.  She had mentioned her on the phone a few times but hadn’t gone into too much detail, wanting to tell her face to face instead.  They had agreed that Bea would visit her alone first, and depending on how that went, Allie would join her another day.  They would be there for two weeks, and were planning on doing plenty of sightseeing, but the redhead would be visiting her a few times during their stay.

After ending the call she headed for the bathroom, the blonde had just finished and was unpacking their luggage while Bea showered.  The older woman had wanted to take her out for dinner.  There was a restaurant that she had wanted to try the last few times she had been over but had never made it.  An hour later they left the hotel.  The restaurant was a twenty minute walk but it was a pleasant evening, and having spent a few hours sat on the plane, they wanted to stretch their legs a bit.

 

 

The following morning Bea had dropped the blonde off at the beach before driving to the residential home where her Gran now lived.  She had a fall six months ago and had decided it was time to move.  Not wanting to give up her independence completely, she had found an apartment within a residential complex, this way she would have her own place, but there was help there as and when she needed it.

Pulling up into the car park Bea took in the complex.  She was pleasantly surprised, when her gran told her about the move she had been expecting a typical run of the mill nursing home, everyone sitting around in a room, watching some god awful tv show and falling asleep, but this place actually looked really nice.

Walking into reception she let them know who she was there to see.  After signing in and receiving instructions on how to get to her Gran’s apartment, she set off through the grounds, admiring the views as she went.  Five minutes later and she was standing in front of her door.  The last time she had seen the old woman she had noticed a significant change in her.  She wasn’t stupid, her Gran was ninety two, and she knew she wouldn’t live forever, but she had aged considerably.

Knocking on the door she waited a few minutes, knowing it would take the old woman time to get to the door.  Eventually the door opened, a bright smile appearing on Edith’s face when she saw her granddaughter standing there.  Stumbling forward she pulled Bea into a hug, the redhead surprised by the strength she still had.

An hour later and Edith had filled Bea in on the goings on in her new accommodation, and of her budding friendship with Basil, who lived three doors down.  By the twinkle in her eyes Bea knew it was more than a friendship, and good luck to her, she deserved to be happy.

After grilling her on her job for the past thirty minutes, Edith’s attention turned to her granddaughter’s love life.  It had always been a topic that was off limits, but there was something different about the redhead this time, and she was determined to get to the bottom of it.

“So, what are your plans while you’re here?” she asked, testing the water

“We’re going to do a bit of sightseeing, maybe head over to Great Barrier Island for a couple of days” Bea replied, not realising she had slipped up

“We?”

“Err…Yeah.  Allie came over with me.  She’s never been out of Australia so I thought I’d show her around my home country”

“Is Allie the reason for the change in you?”

“What change, I’m still the same as I was”

“That’s bullshit Bea, and you know it.  You’ve sounded happier for months now, and you look better than you have done in years.  I just didn’t realize you were gay, not that I have a problem with that, we’ve all tried it at one point”

“Gran, really.  I don’t know if I’m gay, Allie’s different that’s all.  She makes me happy”

“Do you have a picture of her?” Edith asked, dying to get a glimpse of the woman who made her granddaughters eyes sparkle.

Grabbing the photo they took that day in the booth while they were sorting Allie’s passport out, she handed it over to her Gran.  Taking the photo, Edith studied it.  It was obvious just by looking at the two women that they were very much in love, and the blonde in the picture was stunning, but then so was Bea. She had never understood what she saw in Harry, and she had never liked the self-centered arsehole either.  She had only met him a handful of times, and had been polite for Bea’s sake, but as soon as she had laid eyes on him she had wanted to punch him, and that was before she knew how much he had hurt her Bea.

“Oh Bea, she’s beautiful.  Is she a firefighter too?”

“No, Allie works with Liz and Boomer at the bar.  She’s an event’s organiser, but she plays sometimes too.  You should hear her sing, she’s amazing Gran” Bea said, beaming with pride at the thought of the blonde

“You must bring her next time you visit, I need to make sure she’s good enough for you.  I don’t want a repeat of what happened with captain dickhead.  Does she know about any of that?  Just so I don’t put my foot in it that’s all”

“Allie’s incredible, and I’m lucky to have her by my side.  I’ll bring her along in a couple of days, just promise me you won’t scare her off.  I’ve got your temper remember, so I know what it’s like.  As for Harry, she knows everything, and she would never hurt me.  Debbie knows everything as well now.  We had a huge argument a few months ago, she had been visiting Harry and he’d been filling her head full of shit.  It all came to a head, but we’re better than ever now, and she gets on well with Allie, which is fantastic” Bea replied, unable to keep the smile off her face as she thought about her daughter and her girlfriend

“You really love her don’t you?” Edith asked, although she already knew the answer

“I do, so much.  She’s so patient and gentle with me, always putting me first.  I never knew a relationship could be like that”

They chatted for another hour before Bea left, letting her Gran know that she wanted to meet Basil before she left.  If she could interrogate Allie then Bea could give as good as she got too.  Plus she was curious to meet the man that made the great Edith blush like a schoolgirl.  Jumping in the car she headed back to the beach, calling Allie as she left to let her know she was on her way, hoping her girlfriend would be ok with meeting her Gran so soon.

Bea broached the subject of her Gran over lunch, letting Allie know that there was no pressure either way.  She told her that the Edith was happy for her, and that she had always thought that Harry was an insufferable arsehole, and that those had been her exact words on more than one occasion.  Allie could see how important her girlfriend’s Gran was to her, and she wanted to meet her, she just didn’t have a great track record when it came to families.

“I want to meet her, but what if she hates me”

“Please don’t worry Alliecat, she’ll love you, who wouldn’t”

“My Dad” the blonde replied, looking at the floor

“Yeah well, he’s a fucking arsehole” Bea said, earning a smile from her girlfriend.  Taking the younger woman’s hand over the table she ran her thumb over the back of it gently

“I love you Allie, and nothing or no one will ever change that.  I know my Gran, we’re very similar, and if I thought for one second that you were walking into a lion den, there’s no way I’d let you go there.  Please believe me when I tell you that she will love you, beautiful girl”

After lunch they headed back to the beach.  They had just come out of the sea and were laying side by side on their towels when Allie turned to face the older woman.

“I trust you, and I want to meet her the next time you go.  I can see how important she is to you, and I just want you to be happy”

“I’ve never been happier than I have since I met you, and as long as you’re by my side, that’s enough for me” the redhead replied, bringing Allie’s hand up and placing a soft kiss on it.