Patience Mount was positively bored. She had one of Trixie's magazines poised on her knee, and she was reading the articles at a leisurely pace; willing the phone to ring so she could simply have something to do. She glanced at the phone yet again, and sighed. All was quiet in Poplar that night.
She was about to lazily flip the page of the magazine yet again when someone sat on it. she looked up in surprise; until she was looking into the eyes of Delia Busby. ''Hello Cariad." The brunette was smiling down at her redheaded girlfriend, who was fighting the urge to smile back.
"Deels what are you doing someone could walk in and see." she tried to shift her off her lap, but Delia would not budge, and in fact she moved closer, leaned down, and captured the red painted lips with her own. they kissed gently for a moment, and the moment that Delia felt Patsy trying to deepen the kiss she pulled back, "Pats I looked at the board, and I knew where everyone was please give me a little credit love."
Patsy sighed, "Your right I'm sorry. You know how overly cautious I am."
"Me too Cariad, but we are quite alone, and your lap is quite comfy so lets just take a moment and..." She trailed off, and once again locked lips with the midwife. Delia felt Patsy grin against her lips, and deepen the kiss, and this time Delia let her. Patsy began to relax, and melt more into her girlfriend. she reached up, and buried her hands in the brunette's hair knocking off her nurses hat. While Delia placed one hand on Patsy's chest just above her breast. Patsy broke away from her girlfriend's lips, and began to trail kissed along her jawline, and down the column of her throat, prompting Delia to groan and say, "Oh Cariad please don't start something you can't finish." She felt the redhead huff out a chuckle against her throat, and then bite down not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough for Delia to shudder above her.
Both women so intensely lot in one another that neither heard the front door open, Trixie Franklin walk in, and announce, "Mrs Jones ha once again given birth to another bouncing baby bo- Oh my god." CRASH. It was the sound of the blonde dropping her medical bag, and most likely breaking several of the glass instruments inside it, judging by the cracking noised the bag made as well, that jolted the two women apart. Delia sprang from Patsy's lap, and the other woman leapt up from her chair, and pushed the other woman behind her as if to protect her from Trixie who simply seemed to just be saying "Oh my God" over and over.
"Trixie" Patsy said her voice was merely a whisper, but it was enough to snap the short blonde midwife out of her apoplectic state. Trixie stared at each nurse in turn with hands on hips, and a stern expression on her face. The two women who were caught under the blonde's scrutiny both had faces burning in a bush, and Patsy was shaking slightly.
"Trixie this isn't what it looks like I we-" Patsy quickly stopped talking because she knew there was no lie convincing enough to explain the compromising position the blonde had found them in.
"'Not what it looks like' don;t turn me into a fool Patience Mount what she tripped, and fell into your lap, and you simply had to check her pulse with your teeth."
"Trixie please don't tell anyone please." Patsy pleaded her voice trembling with the rest of her body, and she felt Delia shaking behind her as well, and she realized not only she might loose everything she'd earned, but Delia would too, so she tried to stop her trembling, and put on a proud face even as a single tear escaped, and fell down her face.
The harsh look in Trixie's eyes softened, and she dropped her hands to her side, and sighed before saying, "Of course I won't tell I need Honestly I need one friend who isn't a nun." She smiled as her friends visibly sagged in relief as they clung together for a moment. Then Delia rushed at Trixie, and gathered the smaller woman into a hug.
After Delia released the blonde, and went back to standing next to Patsy she turned back to Patsy, and looked at each woman in turn. "Now what were you two thinking. It could have been anyone at that door Sister Jullienne or worse Sister Winifred." she said her hands going back to her hips, and both women have the decency to look a bit sheepish, and their faces lit up in matching blushes. then a wicked grin spread across her face, and she said "I want details."
The blush that was on Patsy's face faded quite quickly, while the blush on Delia's face deepened, and she had a similar grin to match Trixie's. "What?" Patsy choked out.
"Please Pats I've been after you for years about your dalliances, just because they're with women instead of men doesn't mean I'm not curious. Now I must simply know everything your first date, kiss, night of passion everything."
"Technically that was all the same night."
"Delia"
"Oh how scandalous. come up to my room, I must know every intsy detail."
"Trix I'm on call, and I'd really like to curb the 'scandalous bits' of the tale." she said eyeing the brunette, who was smirking at her ginger girlfriend.
"Pats have you looked at the Rolodex that you and Nurse crane nearly worship as much as the nuns and their bibles. Mrs. Jones was the last woman due for the next several weeks, now please come upstairs, and if it makes you feel better we'll not turn on the music, leave the door open, and stop talking about it when we hear the front door open."
"Oh come on Cariad please I want to talk you up a bit, and I've never gotten to do that." Then the shorter nurse grabbed the midwife's hand, and hurried up the stairs, and Patsy had to admit that her girlfriend's enthusiasm was infectious.