"Morning Bea, Allie" Maxine chirped on Monday morning as the two lovers exited their cell hand in hand, lost in a conversation that was being whispered secretly between them as their eyes flirted with each other. It really was so nice to see Bea looking so happy and healthy despite her health issues and the recent return of the Freak. She was just thankful that the monster was locked away tightly in the protection unit, far away from them all and unable to pop Bea and Allies loved up bubble.

"Morning Maxi" Bea grinned as she pecked Allie on the lips and they separated, Bea making her way to Maxi as Allie made her way out of the unit to find a screw to lead her for her counselling session with Miss Westfall.

"You look happy love" Maxine beamed at her friend.

"I feel it, I cant stop smiling, I feel like a complete idiot" Bea giggled as she sat down next to her friend.

"So I see, Allie must be doing something right to have you smiling like this, your almost blinding me" Maxi smirked, she watched as Bea blushed a little. Her face trying to straighten out and remove to grin, but instantly falling back into an even bigger grin, they both laughed softly at her attempt.

"We barely saw the two of you this weekend... I was starting to wonder if the two of you had broken out and not told us" Maxi smirked, the two women had been locked in their cell since Friday night, only emerging to go to the showers or one emerging to collect some food from the canteen for them both, before returning to their cell with a faraway dreamlike look on their faces.

"We err... were just spending some time getting to know each other again, I cant remember much about myself or Allie, so she was filling me in" Bea blushed, knowing her lame excuse wouldn't get far.

"I bet she was filling something in" Maxi grinned as she watched Bea's blush heighten before the redhead punched her softly on the shoulder.

"We weren't too obvious were we?" Bea asked eventually, after her embarrassment had died down a little.

"Obvious yes! Loud no, if that's what your asking" Maxi guessed at what Bea meant and was happy to tell the little white lie on behalf of all the women, she loved seeing this new side to her friend and didn't want her feeling uncomfortable or embarrassed around her family. She just hoped Boomer would be able to keep her big mouth shut and not give away that they had spent most of the weekend trying to distract themselves from the noises erupting from Bea's cell. None of them having the heart to burst the bubble filling the room despite the awkwardness of being locked in listening to the two women going at it like rabbits, Boomers words of course.

"We are all just glad to see you so happy Bea" Maxi promised, the twinkle in her eyes still evident."What are your plans for today?"

"Well Allie's with Brid... Miss Westfall at the moment, after she's done were going to be doing some work, the doc has signed me off for light duties unless I have any problems, then later on I have another appointment with Miss Westfall. And then its dinner and bed... nothing really changes around here" Bea sighed with a frown.

"Hey come on, don't let that glow leave your face... you are much more beautiful with it" Maxi smiled cheekily, hoping to cheer her friend up.

"Can I tell you something, but you called tell Allie, I don't want her to know anything until I know its going ahead?" Bea asked out of the blue.

"Yeah of course" Maxi grinned, wondering what Bea was up to.

"I have asked Frankie to review my sentences, see if there is anyway I could ever get out of this place that's not in a coffin" Bea stated shyly.

"Oh Bea, that's fantastic... but why don't you want Allie to know?"

"Because what happens if Frankie finds out its iron clad, that I'm stuck in here and have no chance of ever getting out. Allie has ten years, that's ten years together, then she gets out and I have to let her go... I cant ask her to stay with me, and visit me once a week in this place where we get to hug and kiss twice and hold hands the rest of the time. She doesn't deserve that, she deserves to be happy, and have someone that can look after her, and love her, and be with her, and take her nice places... if I am stuck in this place, then I will never be able to give her any of those things" Bea frowned, her heart was breaking just at the thought of it.

"Hey... Hey... Look at me" Maxi ordered softly, waiting until Bea's watery eyes lifted and met her own, "Everything you just said, without needing to hear her say it I can tell you that Allie feels the same. But you have to remember that you're in this together, you cant just make decisions that when Allie gets released your going to let her go, you respect her more than that and she deserves to be a part of that decision. And you don't need to worry about that for a very long time yet, just focus on getting yourself better, getting your memory back, and keeping your nose clean and not getting into anymore fights. As for the other thing, its our secret... but if there is anything I can do to help, you just let me know, if you need a character witness, I have plenty of stories I can tell the courts to show them exactly what a beautiful person you are in your heart. Just don't focus on Allie getting out of here and leaving you ok, you need your strength to heal right now" Bea nodded at Maxi's 'telling off'.

"Your right... I just cant help but think of the future. You know the other day she mentioned kids... I just felt like I couldn't breathe at the time, I was so scared. And I already feel like a terrible person and mother because I cant remember my Debbie... but I had this dream the other night, and Allie was pregnant, and we were on the outside, and we were so happy, so so happy. And since then it's all I can think about... is getting out of this place, building a life with Allie, and starting a family with her, getting jobs to pay the bills and hanging out in front of the tv with a takeaway. Massaging her sore feet whilst I read to her bump... I just... in my heart, I want it so badly, and I'm so scared that I'm never going to be able to experience that with her, I'm never going to be able to make that dream come true, and I cant tell her about it because it will just upset her knowing that I want to have a child with her too but will never be able to because I'm stuck in here" Bea wiped a lone tear furiously, the frustration evident in her body.

"Well, you have Frankie on the case right. Lets just focus on that for now, yeah? Lets get you better, then get you a chance to be released... and then you can focus on making babies" Maxi's smile warmed Bea back up.

"Your right... as usual" Bea grinned.

"Come on... lets get a cup of tea and you can tell me all about your weekend away" Maxi grinned as Bea blushed furiously.

"G'day Bea" Bridget grinned happily as a woman she now thought of as a friend entered the room.

"Hey... you look happy" Bea smiled.

"I could say the same for you, you have... a glow about you" Bridget grinned knowingly, she had spoken to Allie in their session earlier, and although she couldn't divulge what Allie had discussed with her, she knew all about the amazing weekend the two women had partaken in, Allie could barely contain herself as she expressed over and over how amazing it had been. And how they had just made love, then spoken for hours before making love again, then talking further, and so it went on and on all weekend.

"Allie?" Bea asked knowingly, she shook her head in amusement when Bridget did nothing but smirk.

"She seemed to have a glow about her too" Bridget grinned, knowing her answer would say everything it needed to without her breaking any confidentiality rules.

"It was good" Bea finally confessed, she enjoyed speaking to Bridget, felt an equal to her, but she couldn't refrain the shyness that built up within her when speaking from the heart, especially when it involved Allie. "We spent a lot of time getting to know each other again, mentally and physically" Bea confided as she glanced anywhere but at Bridget.

"Does it embarrass you to discuss this with me?" Bridget asked seriously.

"Kind of... its not talking to you about it, its just talking about it in general. I guess I'm just shy about it. I don't want to feel like a complete idiot because i cant wipe this giant smirk off my face because I'm thinking about all the times we... well you know what I mean" Bea cut herself off.

"You don't need to worry about or fear any judgement from me, I'm just happy that your happy. I like seeing you smiling, I like seeing you happy. being in love suits you" Bridget confided honestly.

"Thanks... I guess its something that I'm just going to need to work on" Bea admitted.

"Well, your talking to the right person then. That is definitely something I can help you with" Bridget grinned.

"Right now, before we start I have something I need to discuss with you... its kind of a request from Frankie. She has been doing some work on your case and thinks it may be wise for us to start a diary of sorts of our sessions with the thought that we may be able to use it if she can get your case to trial down the track. She's going to come and visit you on Friday to discuss this with you further, but I was thinking the best thing to do would be to start voice recording our sessions if you would be comfortable with it, that way we can use these recordings as evidence down the track if you wanted to... do you think you would be comfortable with that, or would you rather we not do that?" Bridget asked, watching Bea's face intently for any sign of discomfort or worry.

"Nah that should be fine. Its probably a really good idea. All I ask is that you don't leave them here at Wentworth. From past experience I don't exactly trust them to not fall into the wrong hands, I would feel much better if they were on the outside with you" Bea asked, hoping her request wouldn't put Bridget in any tight spots.

"Well, considering my wonderful girlfriend just had this huge safe installed in my spare bedroom to keep all the files on your case safe, that shouldn't be a problem" Bridget rolled her eyes in mock annoyance.

"A safe? Really? Is she crazy?" Bea asked with a slight amount of amusement in her tone at how over protective Frankie was being here.

"Yep, and when I say a safe, I don't mean one of those small ones you find in hotels to keep your jewelry in, this thing is bloody huge, it takes up one full half of the wardrobe in the spare room... where she has now set up a desk and has wall papered the walls with newspaper clippings and documents. Its almost like we have a shrine of you in our house" Bridget laughed honestly. "I had to ask her the other day if I needed to worry about her trying to make a move on you" Bridget grinned, showing Bea that she was playing.

"She's taking it pretty seriously by the sound of it" Bea asked nervously.

"Oh yes. We spent the weekend shopping for a safe, getting it installed, shopping for office furniture, and me listening to her making phone calls and sending emails" Bea laughed at the idea of Frankie being so obsessive over this.

"Sorry, it kind of sounds like I have stolen your girlfriend" Bea confessed with a smile.

"Oh don't worry, it got to Sunday afternoon and I banned her from anything Bea related" Bridget smirked, much to Bea's amusement.

"I'm guessing that's why your glowing then" Bea asked cheekily and was rewarded with a light blush and smirk from her friend.

"Anyways... on with the session. Any more memories?" Bridget asked, hoping to turn the conversation away from her sex life before she spent the next hour happily gushing about Frankie.

Bridget finally walked through her front door at seven that evening after a long day at the office, she had ended up being dragged into a meeting with the officers just before her shift finished, and then Vera had convinced her to do another psych analysis of Ferguson before she left. She was exhausted, and needed a shower to wash away the feeling of Ferguson from her skin. She could hear Frankie chatting away seriously on the phone, and made her way to let her know she was home.

Frankie held up a finger, telling Bridget that she couldn't be disturbed, and so Bridget kissed her quietly on the temple and made her way to the shower, determined to wash the reminder of Ferguson off her. Half an hour later she entered the kitchen to find Frankie typing furiously on her laptop whilst the oven released a beautiful aroma into the air.

"Hey Baby" Bridget announced. She watched as Frankie typed a few more words, click the mouse, then close the screen and turned her undivided attention to her partner.

"Hey Beautiful, your late today" Frankie asked, noticing the tired expression in her partners eyes.

"I'm surprised you noticed" Bridget smirked cheekily, then sighed as Frankie approached her and hugged her tightly.

"I always notice when your not around babe, its like the sun isn't as bright when your not next to me" Frankie stated as she led Bridget to a chair at the kitchen island, sat her down in it, and began to expertly massage the blondes shoulders.

"Who knew you were such an old sap" Bridget finally announced with her eyes closed.

"Your the only one who will ever know that, no one else can find out" Frankie grinned as she bent low and kissed Bridget's bare shoulder. Bridget couldn't help but be glad that she had decided to throw on one of Frankie's tank tops and expose her neck and shoulders to her skilled lover.

"Too late honey, I'm pretty sure everyone now knows your not as hard as you made out... even Vera was asking after you today, wondering how you were getting on with your job and if you were coping ok with your parole" Bridget announced, turning to face Frankie when she felt the hands massaging her shoulders stop.

"Your kidding... is she worried that she will need to save a bed for me or something?" Frankie asked with a giggle after the shock had worn off.

"Not at all. she asked us over for dinner this Saturday. I hope you don't mind but I mentioned that you were looking into Bea's case and looking to see if there was a way to reduce the life without parole part... she seemed really relieved actually, offered to help in whatever way she could... even said if you wanted to pick her brains about anything, you could do it on Saturday night. I said we would be there, you don't mind do you?" Bridget finally finished her ramble.

"Nah that's cool babe, don't tell everyone though yeah, I don't want anyone sinister catching wind of it and trying to put a spanner in the works for Bea. Its on a need to know basis for now ok. But I was actually going to ask you for Vera's number so I could call her to set up a meeting to discuss a few things with her, so you've actually done me a favor" Frankie smiled. "Plus, it will be nice to go out for dinner with you, as a couple, we haven't really done that yet" Frankie confessed shyly.

"I said I would get you to make a desert though, Vera actually seemed excited about sampling some more of your cooking... she is a bit worried that her cooking wont be up to scratch for you though, so please be gentle and polite with her" Bridget grinned at Frankie's shocked expression, the fact that she slightly intimidated the governor unintended in a non violent way.

"hey I'm always polite... I cant say I'm always gentle though" Frankie grinned suggestively.

"If you start that, we are going to miss dinner again, and I'm starving!" Bridget admonished, though her eyes told Frankie that she loved the playful banter.

"It will be ready in about 5 minutes... then after dinner we are going to bed, you, Miss Westfall, look like you need a naked massage from a hot woman who is happy to give you a happy finish" Frankie grinned as she kissed Bridget, then moved off to get the plates and cutlery ready. She poured them both a glass of wine, knowing from the tiredness in Bridget's eyes that she had faced a tough day at work and needed to unwind a bit.

"So tell me, what held you back so late tonight? Off to see your secret lover were you?" Frankie winked mischievously.

"Oh yes... only if you can consider the freak my secret lover" Bridget grimaced as she remembered the interview that just wouldn't end.

"oh god... oh no... Gidge, I know you were joking but Jesus, please don't ever put those images in my head ever again... seriously... I think you have just ruined my appetite for sex ever again" Frankie frowned causing Bridget to laugh.

"Don't think about it then" Bridget rolled her eyes.

"Yeah but you said she was your secret lover, and now all I can see is you on your back and the freak between your legs, oh god I think I'm going to throw up" Frankie threw a couple of dramatic heaves into the air as she pulled a pout.

"Oh Frankie... now you've put that image in my mind... oh Jesus that's disgusting!" Bridget complained.

"Yeah well if I have to visualize it, so do you" Frankie grinned at the idiocy of their conversation, but was just happy to see the weight lift a little off Gidge's shoulders.

"Your seriously fucked up for imagining that right" Bridget stated half seriously much to Frankie's amusement.

"You already knew I was fucked up... now talking of fucked up... why were you with..." Frankie faked another dramatic dry heave "The Freak"

Bridget rolled her eyes at Frankie's attempts to make light of the situation. "There have been some allegations that someone inside Wentworth was under her 'employment' and Vera is on the war path to find out who was helping her, why and how... she asked me to interview her to see if I could obtain any information from her" Bridget sighed as she watched Frankie serving up some lasagna.

"Let me guess... you couldn't get shit from the psycho?" Frankie asked.

"Oh I got something from her... just nothing that helps anyone or anything. She spent the entire time mocking me, trying to intimidate me, trying to threaten me without actually saying the words. She asked me about you, said she could smell you again and I must be happy to have you back home... Jesus she is such a... a..." Bridget struggled to find the word to describe her, but nodded in agreement when Frankie suggested the work 'Freak'.

"Well Gidge, you know she is just trying to get into your head, and you sitting here stressing over her is letting her win. You've gotta not let her get under your skin... she's not smarter than you... she's not, you have to just remember that when you deal with her. And even if she does know about us, so what, there's only 2 months left now until my parole is over, then we can do whatever the hell we want and what she says doesn't mean shit to anyone or anything... she cant fuck with us babe" Frankie said honestly.

"You're right, I know your right... it's just easier said than done" Bridget sighed.

"Look at us doing our little role reversal, you reckon I'd make a good psych babe?" Frankie asked with a smirk.

"Are you kidding... you realize you cant flirt with clients... so you would have to not flirt at all... with anyone" Bridget laughed.

"As long as your not my client, I can manage that... I only like flirting with you these days... oh and red sometimes, its hilarious watching her blush to the color of her hair" Frankie admitted honestly. Bridget watched her intently before nodding her approval at Frankie's answer.

"Talking of Red, did you catch up with her today? How's she going?" Frankie asked, ploughing into their dinner.

"Not too bad, it sounds like her and Allie made some real big steps this weekend, she's had a few more smaller memories, but no major breakthroughs, I spoke to her about recording the sessions and she agreed to it, as long as I agreed to keep the tapes locked up here... she thinks your nuts by the way, by getting that damn big safe and redecorating the spare room" Bridget grinned as Frankie rolled her eyes at Bridget's incessant nagging about the spare room.

"Gidge, I know you think I'm crazy, and paranoid... but down the track, someone who doesn't want Bea out of Wentworth is going to find out... and when they do it wont be hard for them to find out that its me doing all the digging... if, when they come to destroy the evidence or anything, I don't want them being able to, ok? Please stop thinking I'm crazy" Frankie begged.

"Ok, ok... I do think your being paranoid, but I trust you, and if you think you need to be extra protective of all of this stuff, then I support you on that ok? Just please, no more home 'improvements' for this case, deal?" Bridget grinned when Frankie nodded.