A fic idea that popped into my head in numerous forms so became a 5 times one!

Jesus Christ!

Serena closed her eyes slowly, filling her presence with a soothing darkness for just. One. Moment. Her shoulders sagged as she exhaled, a long drawn breath through gritted teeth, holding on to the short lapse of reality.

"I love you, Berenice, I really do, but would it kill you to pay attention for once!" Serena started calmly but her voice grew with frustration, chucking the jeans over the bathside and swinging the door violently, it bouncing with a thump against the wall.

"What now?" Bernie all but mumbled, rolling over from lying flat on her front on top of the bed, eyes flitting to the window Serena now blocked the light from, hands on her hips, stern expression to her face.

Oh, shit.

"What did we do last Thursday, Bernie?" Serena slowly asked, her heightened pitch one of curiosity, one that made Bernie glance quickly to the door, planning how many moves it would take to get out-4 leaps, including a bounce from the bed- you know, just in case it called for that.

"Uh," Bernie scattered her fingers through her hair, casting briefly over the last week.

Thursday- the first day her and Serena had off together in eons. The first day both consultants had been truly free from the ward, which they'd both anticipated for weeks before, since the rota had worked that far in advance. Usually, the closest the couple got to time together was one coming into the house long after a bold darkness fell to the skies, and the other being compelled to report to AAU after a later breakfast together the following morning, as the early morning mist was finally burning off in the rising sun.

"We went to the beach…" She finally responded.

Well, gone for a walk and ended up on the beach. Bernie had woken that morning, Serena wrapped around her as they often ended up, knowing exactly where she wanted to take her for the day. From the open curtain (she'd forgotten to close last night), Bernie could see the vibrant, cloudless skies dropping behind dense woodland, the deep evergreens lighting in the strong rays of the early sun. Her attention had been drawn back to Serena, who mumbled something resembling a 'good morning' and snuggled into her again, warming Bernie's heart greater than any sunshine could.

"And what is at the beach, Ms Wolfe?" Serena briefly smirked, stalking closer to the bed.

Bernie paused for a moment, biting back her obvious answer, trying to figure out what Serena was really on about…

"The sea?" She closed on eye from the harsh streak of sunlight bouncing from the glittered window, bracing herself for Serena retort- but seriously, she had no idea where this was going.

"True," Serena nodded, eyes widened in accepting the point. "But not exactly what I was thinking."

"Sun."

"Nope."

"Shells."

"No."

"Ice cream?"

"Not exactly the beach, more the car park."

"Rocks."

"Close…"

Bernie leaned forward, smiling up to Serena before pulling a puzzled expression.

"Sand Bernie! Blood sand!" she threw her hands up into the air, before letting them fall pathetically, falling into her. "Except, half of the bloody beach is still in my jeans!"

Bernie dived back down into the pillow, arms over her head, before perking up again to defense.

"Why is that my fault?! They're your jeans! You were wearing them!" She refrained from laughing, purely because of the sincere look on her girlfriend's face and, though so trivial, it was beginning to whip up an anger in Bernie too. Why was this her fault too?

"Ah," Serena held her hand up, "We came back and I ran for a shower. You took my jeans and I specifically said 'Don't forget to unroll the bottoms because the sand will stay in them' and you replied saying you'd done it! And now, I have a beach for a bathroom and have to wash those again!" She swiped her hand across in the direction of the bathroom door, before turning her attention back to a quiet Bernie, who now sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, a challenged look on her face.

"I thought you said-" Bernie stopped, stalled, gave up on realising she couldn't make anything credible up in the time, as Serena raised her eyebrows, unconvinced. It was pointless trying to dig herself from this one.

"So?" Serena prompted, hand back to her hips. Her face fell as she saw Bernie's grin and then heard her giggle soon afterwards. "Oh, I'm glad it amuses you!" She crashed down next to Bernie, who had let go of any hope in concealing the hilarity.

"Do you have any idea how ridiculous that sounded?" Bernie wiped a tear from her eye and moved closer to put an arm around Serena.

"Sod off," Serena spat back, but a grin curled on her lips at the utterance, before dissolving into chortles of laughter too.