Serena had been hoping to spend some time away from the hospital with Bernie, so when the blonde had asked her out for a meal and 'a surprise'. Despite the fact that she didn't do well with surprises for the most part, she trusted Bernie and she didn't care what they were doing as long as they were together.

"So, where are we going?" The brunette asked curiously as the two of them headed out of the Wyvern Wing doors and walked towards Bernie's car.

"I told you! It's a surprise, you're not going to get it out of me now! You'll find out when we get there, and not a moment sooner!" Bernie teased as she unlocked the car and opened her door, climbing in.

In a comfortable silence, the two women drove to the four star restaurant Bernie had booked a table for two at, Serena hid her astonishment as they stepped out of the car and she saw the well-decorated interior of the place. Internally, she thanked herself for wearing a nice shirt today and felt relieved that she had dressed at least semi-appropriately for the evening.

"This is beautiful, Bern'." Serena uttered calmly as she took the other woman's arm in hers and the two of them started to walk towards the door.

"I'm glad you like it." Bernie responded happily, getting to the door and stating her reservation details for the waiter who then guided them to a small table near the back of the restaurant. "This is lovely, thank you."

Serena sat down, looking across the table at Bernie with so much love in her eyes it seemed odd that the people at the tables around them couldn't sense it. The two held a softened gaze, simply lavishing in the presence of one another quietly until the waiter came back with menus for the pair of them. Looking down at it, Serena skimmed over it before arching an eyebrow and holding back her laughter as she made eye contact with the blonde.

"I have no idea what any of these dishes are - I am way too common to be here, Bern'." The consultant whispered, laughing softly as she pursed her lips together in shame. "I can't believe you picked somewhere so fancy!"

"Oi! It was beautiful a minute ago!" Bernie joked, holding in her own giggles as she set down her menu. "Would you like me to order for the both of us, you uncultured swine?"

Bernie did, indeed, order for Serena, and for the rest of the meal - the two of them held back laughter as they enjoyed great food and greater company. Neither of the women was really there for the food, they wouldn't have cared if they'd gone somewhere ridiculously cheap but Bernie had wanted to show that she could make the effort when she wanted to. There was nothing that Serena cared about more than being with her - not fancy food, or expensive gifts…just her.

It got to about eight o'clock and Bernie asked for the bill, waving Serena away as she offered to split it. This was her night to treat Serena as well as she could, there were so many days she had missed and she felt a need to make up for all the time she had missed. She was unsure as to whether Serena was going to take the next aspect of the evening very well but all she cared about was that they would be spending the rest of the evening together.

"So, where are we headed Ms Wolfe?" Serena asked smugly, determined to get an answer from her as the two of them left the restaurant and headed back towards the car. As Bernie opened her own door, she felt Serena close behind her and turned to find the brunette only inches away from her. "Tell me Bern', you know you want to."

"I'm not telling." Bernie teased as Serena leant in to her and kissed her, baiting her to give in. The blonde couldn't help but groan as Serena's knee nudged between her legs and pinned her against the side of the car - there were people around but Serena had no qualms about what she was doing, and Bernie was in no position to argue. Bernie couldn't help but kiss back, slipping her fingers under the waistline of Serena's trousers and tugging her closer by her hips. Serena took the blonde's lips between her teeth, waiting for her take the bait and then pulled away swiftly, rounding the car to sit in the passenger seat as Bernie huffed, flopping in to the car and grumbling before putting her keys in the ignition.

Serena couldn't help but feel curious, Bernie had done well in keeping their plans a secret from her considering her natural tendency to give away everything accidentally, and she just wanted to get to wherever they were going so she was no longer in the dark. As they pulled in to the bowling alley, Serena had to nip the insides of her cheeks between her teeth to keep from laughing, this was certainly not what she had been expecting but in her mind, she could not have been more pleasantly surprised.

"I'm not a very competitive person - but I'm just saying that I expect a prize when I win." Serena hinted flirtatiously as she hopped out of the car enthusiastically, eager to get inside and win the game…and to reap the rewards of her victory. "I hope all those years in the army taught you how to take a loss graciously."

"Oh it is on, Miss Campbell!" Bernie retorted vehemently as the top of them walked, arm in arm, towards the door of the bowling alley and headed straight for the pre-booked lane that Bernie had organised. "Get ready to lose!"

After only a couple of shots of 'warming up', it became rather apparent that Serena - especially in her tipsy, post-dinner state - couldn't bowl to save her life, and Bernie decided that it was only fair and just to help her out a little. As Serena lifted a ball, quite obviously too heavy for her, the blonde came up behind her and grabbed a 12 ball before handing it over to Serena and guiding her towards the lane. Serena couldn't help but feel this was some ploy to make her fail even more dramatically in an attempt to embarrass her, but eventually gave in to Bernie's silent demand and let the more skilled of the two women guide her towards a strike. Even after the ball had hit the pins, the two women stood there for a moment longer - Bernie so close behind the brunette that her breath could be felt on the back of her neck, fingers still grasped around her forearm tenderly.

The game lasted for less than an hour and Bernie came out on top unsurprisingly, though thanks to careful guidance, the gap between the two scores narrowed considerably over the course of the game. Serena didn't say of word of congratulations, nor did Bernie make any snide remarks…mainly in protection of her dignity, and sexual wellbeing. As the two women left the bowling alley, they returned to the car in silence and headed back to Serena's - the brunette had promised her nephew that she would be at home when he left for work and knowing the importance of her words, had insisted that they head back to hers.

Pulling up outside of the house, Bernie looked across the car towards Serena with a mischievous look in her eye - there was no way that she was going to bed without receiving her prize. The soldier was rather glad to have the agility she had formed over her years in the army, moving in to take the mouth of the brunette brusquely against her own and reaching down to the hem of her shirt, slipping cool fingers underneath to touch the bare skin of her lover's midriff. Her hand weaved its way up to settle against her ribs while Serena's flew up to rest in thick, blonde hair and pull their two bodies closer together.

Bernie started to unbutton Serena's shirt, skilfully, starting at the top and making her way down. As the cool air of the poorly heated car hit Serena's chest, she felt goosebumps rise upon her flesh and her nipples start to harden. She drew back from the kiss momentarily to take a breath before nimbly unbuttoning Bernie's blouse and forcing it over her shoulders, yanking down her bra straps as she accelerated herself up and hooked her leg, first over the handbrake, and then over Bernie. Readjusting so she was mounting her comfortably, she returned her attention to the blonde's lips - tasting the sweet remnants of wine against her own rouged mouth and edging her tongue inside to delve further within her lover, tasting her as she let herself be tasted.

"Backseat?" The blonde suggested strategically, hoisting the brunette easily and nudging her between the two seats to fall against the cushioned interior of the car once again. As Bernie unclipped her bra, Serena bit her lip eagerly as the blonde took her breasts - one in each hand - and started to squeeze them, pinching already flushed nipples wantonly. Bernie kissed her neck, nipping at her taught flesh, and then moved the attention of her lips further down towards her lover's chest. Serena slipped her arm down in between them and edged underneath the waistline of her trousers with deft fingers, reaching down to find her already wet.

Slipping between her folds, Serena edged inside of her with eager fingers curling against her. Bernie arched her back, tensing against her desperately as she continued to watch the brunette writhe beneath her as she avidly handled her ample chest. Serena's fingers were thrusting inside of Bernie, filling her as her nimble digits flexed against warm flesh and listening to her earnest humming as she swallowed down moans. A ball of tension was building up inside of her and it would take very little to send her over the edge.

Serena slipped a third finger inside of her, delving deeper inside while resting her thumb against her clit and bringing her to climax with one, abrupt stroke. She came gloriously, moaning loudly though it fell on deaf ears - neither of them conscious of the fact that they were in a less than soundproof vehicle late at night.

Bernie had her prize, but in her post-coital bliss she was feeling rather generous, and she was going to make sure that Serena didn't go to bed feeling too saddened by her loss.