NEVER STOP

Lena Adams & Stef Foster from 'The Fosters'

Lena walked into the bedroom with the laundry basket in her hands and Stef looks over her shoulder at her wife, a slightly puzzled expression on her face. "Isn't it Jesus' turn to help with the laundry?" She wondered.

Lena walked towards the bed. "Yeah, I told him not to bother. Last time he did it, my white linen pants came out of the dryer as pink capris." She said as she sat down on the bet and took out a pair of pants to start folding.

Her wife laughed at her comment. "Yeah…" She said as she took a pair of pants too and moved the basket towards her, to place what they would fold into it again.

Lena looked at Stef as she sat on her knees, deciding to bring up what Jenna had told her. Her friend's comment had kind of left Lena with an uncomfortable feeling, considering that they were heading in the same direction as Jenna and Kelly with their sex life. "So, Jenna told me that she and Kelly may be splitting up." She said, looking at Stef – who was still folding laundry – with a serious expression.

Stef looked up, surprised and seemingly shocked. Jenna and Kelly? They had always seemed like such a solid couple. "What? No way. What?" She asked, obviously not knowing how to really respond to the news. "You're kidding!" She exclaimed as Lena said 'I know' a few times because honestly, she had been just as shocked.

Lena looked at the wall. "Yeah, Jenna said they haven't had sex in over a year." Then, she looked back at Stef who looked a little surprised but also seemed like she was getting why this also worried Lena. It wasn't as if they were getting down and dirty every week…

"Oh, dear…" Stef murmured. "That is a… long time to let it go, isn't it?" She said, trying not to look as if she knew that they were heading in the same direction.

Lena was nodding. It seemed as if Stef was getting why she brought this up, but to make it clear to her wife, she asked: "How long has it been for us?"

Stef kept folding clothes and began to think. "Uh, well, it w-, it was last…" She said, not really knowing how to continue.

Lena nodded. Yeah, now Stef got it. "Yeah, if you have to think about it, it's been too long." She told Stef, worry in her eyes.

Stef sighed, a little bit of defeat in her voice. "Sweetheart, what do you expect?" She asked. "We have jobs and five kids and no cleaning person." She protested. It wasn't easy to find time. "You can't expect things to be the way they used to be." She said, and Lena could see that she too wished things were different.

Lena removed her hands from her own waist, which she had placed there as she listened to her wife. "But they shouldn't be this different." She argued as she moved closer until she was in front of Stef, who was standing next to the bed. "Let's have a date night," She suggested. "like we used to. With cocktails and dinner and other stuff." She said, dropping her voice a little lower.

Stef had been listening to her wife and while it sounded great, it didn't seem like it was possible. She laid the pants she had folded in the laundry basket and looked at Lena. "Uhum, do you think we have time for all of that?" She wondered and Lena, who was really just worried about the sex life thing – since that seemed to be the main reason her friends broke up – took a breath.

"Okay, how about just the other stuff part?" She said a bit rushed, her brown eyes wide open. She really, really wanted this to work out. Sex might not be everything in a relationship, but it was a very important part of it.

"I can handle that." Stef said as she turned to the bedside table. "Let me check my phone." She told her wife, as the other woman rolled onto her stomach and grabbed her phone as well, opening her agenda and waiting for her wife to join her on her stomach as well.

"Let me see…" Stef began, looking through what she had to do tomorrow.

"Oh, tomorrow is not great." Lena said shaking her head.

"Why?" Stef wondered, as she looked onto her wife's screen.

"Jude has his tutor and then you have to take Brandon to his dentist appointment." She told Stef who shook her head.

"No, no, no, I thought you were taking Brandon." She argued as she looked at her wife.

Lena turned her head to Stef. "No, I can't, I have to talk to the tutor about Jude's mid-terms." She told her and Stef sighed.

She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Okay, how about this: how about, uhm…" She thought for a second and Lena turned to her wife, her hand supporting her head. "you leave work early, I will take a late lunch, the house will be empty and there will be no kids to worry about." She told Lena who bit her lip and let out a sigh. Yeah, that sounded like a solid plan.

"Yeah?" Lena questioned, leaning a bit closer to Stef. The thought alone of having Stef at home tomorrow with nothing able to get in their way was turning her on. She stretched out her arms, fully ready to maybe practice their making out techniques a little more before going to sleep when her oh, so romantic wife ruined the arousal she felt.

"Do we have anymore antacids? Your chimichangas are killing me. Just, ugh…" Stef said and Lena looked at the wall in disbelief as Stef buried her head in the comforter. Well, that was a very sexy thing to say, she thought sarcastically.

"I don't know." She dryly replied as she sat up and waited until Stef had moved, so she could get under the covers. Stef looked a bit puzzled at her reaction.

"Okay… I'm gonna go look for those then." She said as she walked out of the bedroom, leaving a frustrated Lena behind.