Wentworth Season Five: A Queen Will Rise - Episode Four.

From the Mind of Aunty Liz. Elizabeth Ragona (Facebook #AuntyLizWW) Rated M. This is a fan-fiction story that takes place after the events in Season Four, and after my other stories for Season Five, Episodes 1, 2 and 3. This is NOT an official story from the makers of Wentworth.

S5E4: Scene 1

The morning light gave a soft glow through the frosted window as the two women cuddled in bed. Allie was seated at the head of the bed with her back against the wall and Bea was seated Indian-style in front of her. The younger woman's hands were mindlessly braiding her lover's hair as she recited the story she had been writing in her head.

"So she's a red-haired, pirate queen who goes around stealing only from the rich." Bea clarified.

"Yeah. She and her crew travel along the coast robbing other tall ships: you know, frigates, schooners, the big ones with lots of sails. And then she meets a girl in a port and takes her away."

"And I reckon this girl happens to have blond hair?" Bea asked.

"But of course." Allie looked at the tips of Bea's curls. "Your red is fading. Do you want to color it today?"

Bea thought for a moment. "You know; I don't think I will. I think I'll let it go natural. I'm not that person anymore." Allie kissed her lover's shoulder and got a purr in return. "So your pirate has a consort?"

"A what?"

"A consort. In the old days, when two people couldn't marry but were partners and lovers, they were called consorts."

"Oh, I like that. Yes, the pirate queen and her consort sail the coast stealing from the rich like Robin Hood."

"So they give the money to the poor?"

"No, they keep it for themselves."

"Ah, like Robin Hood but… not," Bea deduced.

Bea reached behind her and snuck a hand underneath her lover's arm and found a ticklish spot on her waist. Allie squirmed and tried to get away from the perpetrator on her right side but when she moved left, another hand was there ready to tickle her on the left side. Allie found herself tickle-attacked from both sides and let out a series of squeals and laughter that only made Bea more eager.

"Oooh. I didn't know you did that!" Bea laughed evilly as she spun around to face her giggling partner. "Where else are you ticklish?"

"Nowhere," Allie insisted as she tried to catch Bea's dancing hands. When her hands proved too quick to catch, Allie wrapped her arms around the laughing woman and pulled her into a hug. "I've got you now!" Allie gloated.

The older woman stopped and found herself nose to nose with her lover. Looking into bright blue eyes, she could only agree with that conclusion. "Yes, my beautiful girl. Yes, you do," she said as she moved just a little and kissed Allie's smiling lips.

As their kiss deepened, she could feel Allie's grip relax and her hands began to caress Bea's back. Bea's hands moved under Allie's shirt and when her thumbs moved along the roundness of Allie's breasts, the younger woman was no longer worried about being tickled. She let out a moan that told Bea that she had found a sensitive spot. As Bea's mouth moved from Allie's lips and down her neck, she could feel her lover's breathing get more rapid. Allie reached down to Bea's hips and pulled her closer.

A sharp knock on the door made Bea jump out of the bed and straighten her clothes and hair as Allie looked on amused. A second knock made Bea realize that the person was waiting to be allowed in.

"C… come…in," Bea stammered and then shook her head when she realized she felt like she did when her mother caught her and Harry making out.

Liz tentatively opened the door and peeked in to make sure everyone was dressed. She smiled at Bea, whose cheeks were still flushed. "You have visitors, Luv," she announced.

Puzzled, Bea pulled Allie up from the bed and they walked hand-in-hand out of the cell and found a crowd of women standing in H1. Representatives from each of the different cell blocks moved forward and handed her small gifts and welcomed her back to life and back to Wentworth. A few of the older women even seemed to be teary-eyed and when Bea asked what was wrong, one of them explained that they were glad she was alive but they were sorry that she wasn't free.

Bea thought about that for a moment and found herself smiling. She WAS alive and she was happy being right here beside Allie. She wrapped her arm around Allie's waist and pulled her close beside her.

"I'm where I want to be," Bea said to the older woman, who smiled at her and said a silent prayer for the two lovers.

As the women continued to bring gifts, they were piled on the table and the women of H1 and H3 were amazed at the bounty. Allie watched as Bea welcomed each person and thanked them for their gift and she saw just how much the women of Wentworth had really appreciated their Queen Bea.

Once all of the visitors had left, the H1 and H3 residents started to sort through the pile. A cough made them all turn around to find Sonia surrounded by Tina, Juice and several of Juice's crew.

"Hello, Bea," Sonia greeted her amicably. "How are you? I hope you are well."

"I'm alright," Bea answered cautiously.

"That is wonderful." Sonia came closer and put her hand out for Bea, who shivered from its coldness. "It is nice to know that your death was greatly exaggerated." Bea nodded. "I imagine that your friends have told you about the new community assistance program?"

"Do you mean the extortion for their money? Yes, I've heard about that."

"Now, now." Sonia looked around the room and shook her head with a frown. "Someone has misinterpreted the community assistance program. Everyone contributes and the taxes will be shared as appropriate."

"And who makes the decision about who gets a share?"

"I have been elected to that position, of course."

"Hmm. Of course." Bea didn't look impressed.

"Wonderful. Then I can assume your taxes will be paid up within the next twenty-four hours." Sonia looked at the pile of goods on the table, a jar of blueberry preserves made her mouth water.

"No," Bea said flatly.

Sonia turned, the look on her face was a barely contained threat. "Excuse me? I think I misunderstood you." She signaled two of the larger women to begin gathering the goods from the table.

"I said, 'No'," Bea spoke slowly and loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

The two women stopped as Boomer stepped forward and took a pack of Monte Carlo's from one of them. When she started to object, Boomer grabbed the woman by the throat and began to squeeze.

"Boomer, let her go," Bea ordered quietly.

The large woman crumbled to the floor as Boomer tossed her away.

"Take that," Bea pointed to the goods on the table. "And that's the last time you will get anything from us. Me, Allie…" Bea looked around at Kaz and her newly increased family. "In fact, all of H1 and H3 will no longer participate in your extortion program." She tightened her grip on Sonia's small hand until she felt a crack. She leaned in closely and whispered to the older woman, "And if I find out you were involved in Allie's bashing, I will kill you."

Sonia patted Bea's arm, unperturbed. "I am certain that will not be necessary."

"Good. Now take your 'tax' and get out of here. And if any of you ever step in here again, I will break your legs."

"Careful, Bea," Sonia warned. "Someone might think that you are challenging the Top Dog. Is that what you are doing?"

"Take it from me, Sonia. A smart Top Dog knows when to pick her battles," the former top dog suggested.

"Yes, well, it seems that your battles have nearly gotten Allie killed or sent her running back to the gear. You would not want her to do that again, would you?"

"You bitch!" Bea growled and moved toward the older woman just as the Governor walked into the suite.

"Bea! Is everything okay here?" Vera asked.

"Yes, Miss Bennett," Bea answered docilely. "Sonia was just welcoming me back."

"I see. That's very nice." She looked at Sonia, who nodded sweetly. Then she looked around the room at the agitated women. "Shouldn't you all be headed for work duty?"

"Yes, Miss Bennett." "Yes, ma'am." "Yes, Governor." She heard them say as they trailed out of H1, leaving her alone with Allie and Bea.

Vera stepped closer to Bea. "What's your plan here, Bea?"

"I don't know, Governor. What's yours?" Bea growled.

"I will NOT have a war here." Vera said sternly.

"And I will not have Allie beaten or threatened again. If your fucking guards can't protect her, I will."

"Remember who you are talking to, Smith. Be careful that you don't leave yourself vulnerable… and alone."

Bea looked into her eyes. Would she move Allie to another cell block? Or another prison?

Allie could see the flush of anger rising in her lover and she stepped between them in an attempt to diffuse the situation. "Yes, Miss Bennett. We… we understand. Right, Bea?" Her voice cracked with emotion and tears started to well up in her eyes. "Thank you so much for taking care of us and making sure that we BOTH got through all of this alive. I'm really grateful to you and Mr. Fletcher for bringing Bea back to me. And I'm sure we'll work this all out with Sonia." A tear escaped and slowly glided down the side of her cheek.

Vera's anger faded as her heart warmed and thoughts of Matt made her body feel warmer, as well. "Yes… Um… You're welcome… I'm sure you will too," the small woman said as she tried to collect her wandering thoughts. She reached out and gave Allie a comforting pat on the arm and then pulled down her jacket and walked out.

Allie watched as Vera turned the corner. "That bitch!" Allie swore under her breath.

Bea looked at her lover in shock and found Allie's face dry-eyed and angry.

The young woman turned to her. "If that bitch thinks she can threaten to separate us, she has another thing coming. If they aren't careful, I'll challenge that old hag myself and take on Top Dog, and then Little Miss Vera Vinegartits won't know what to do with this place."

Bea shook her head. "That? The tears? That was all an act?"

"Of course. We can't have you bashing the governor on your first day back, now can we?" She looked at the clock. "Shit, I have to go to yoga class." She held out her hand for her lover. "Wanna come?"

"Fuuck," Bea breathed as she allowed herself to be walked down the hall. "They need to give you a Logie."

"Sweet!" Allie said cheerfully.