*STEF*
As I sit here with Lena in the lobby of the counselor she's been seeing, I have to admit to myself I want to be anywhere but here. I am holding her hand, and things have been okay since we talked. But we aren't fooling anyone when we say it was fixed overnight. There are some things we have to repair and fix in order to grow stronger and be able to move on for good.

"Mrs. Adams Fosters?" The red headed receptionist calls our names and we stand in unison as we head in to Dr. Sprawling's office.

I nervously look around at the furniture, plants pictures: yep, pretty much like every other therapist's office. Sitting on the long red couch, I take a deep breath as he greets us then sits opposite us in a larger chair. Of course, I notice his notepad and struggle not to smirk. Typical. He'll evaluate us with pen and paper then give feedback.

"So, I've heard quite a bit about you Stefanie. May I call you Stefanie?" He looks at me over his horn rimmed glasses.

"Uhhhh, just Stef is fine," I smile nervously.

"Stef." Clearing his throat, he sets down his pen and notepad and brings his fingertips together. "I would like to ask you both if you'll sit opposite each other. No hand holding. Each on her own end of the couch."

I try not to roll my eyes but do as he requests as I lick my lips and cross my legs. I nervously watch Lena and she looks a mess from where I'm sitting.

"My best bet is that you really don't wish to be here, Stef, but after working with Lena, I suggested she invite you at least once."

I laugh nervously, "Heard you're a real fixer, doc." I try to joke, but it falls flat as Lena plays with her fingers and he frowns at me.

"A jokester, too. This will be interesting." He clears his throat again which is starting to annoy me, and I cross my arms. "I see you two do have a great deal of physical chemistry. It's why I asked you to sit apart. I need you thinking with your heart and not with the passion and fire that burns between you."

At this, I do burst out laughing. Who is this guy? And where did Lena find him? Did he graduate from Dumbo University? This time both Lena and Dr. Sprawlings look at me with a frown, and I play it off. "Nothing better than a fire between two married people, am I right?"

Again, the joke falls flat, and Dr. Sprawlings picks up his notebook and begins scribbling something down. I look over at Lena and she's quietly wiping her eyes with a tissue. This makes me feel horrible, but I can't help but wonder why we're even here. I'd take her right now if she'd let me, but according to Dr. Sam Sprawlings over here, we aren't to be intimate until everything else is fixed.

I sigh as I uncross my legs and sit forward slightly, "So, doc, what do you have for us today?"

*LENA*

As we head towards the school, it's super quiet in our vehicle. Stef is dropping me off at work before she heads to the station. I couldn't be any angrier than I am right now at her. She made a complete fool out of us in our session, cracking jokes and making it seem as if it was some big game.

I look out the window as she drives, and refuse to look at her even when she speaks. "I'm sorry, ok? But you didn't warn me we'd be seeing some whack a doodle! What do you expect?"

I can feel my head begin to throb as I look at her with a scowl on my face. "Whack a doodle? Are you serious right now? Stef, that was everything to me...for..for you to actually show up and we begin to heal together?"

She keeps looking straight ahead, and I sigh. "Come on, Lena! Who does he think he is telling us no sex for at least a month? I bet he never gets laid! Did you see how uptight he was?" She giggles and turns to look at me as she's met with my furious temper which I'm struggling to keep in tact, but she is making it hard.

"Pull over!"

"What?!" She laughs softly.

"I said, pull over!" My voice raises a little bit more which makes her raise her eyebrows.

"Lena, we're almost there! I'm not making you walk!"

"Then I'll jump out of a moving vehicle!" I say irrationally. Nothing inside of me is rational at this point, and we both know it. She refuses to pull the vehicle over, and I reach over to grab the wheel which backfires because she lifts her elbow. In the process, her elbow whacks my jaw on accident, and I yelp.

Pulling over, she quickly slams on the breaks and puts the car in park. "What the hell, Lena!" She snaps as she unbuckled her seatbelt and tries to comfort me.

"Don't touch me! You've done enough damage already, Stef!" I angrily grab my bag and lunch bag as I open the car door and slam it. I have my pride. So I wipe my angry tears before straightening my dress and heading to the sidewalk to walk the rest of the way to the school.

It's almost 100 degrees here in San Diego today, but I don't care. I need to walk away from her before I say something I'll really regret. But she is insistent and begins to drive slowly alongside me as she rolls down her window.

"Lena, don't do this! Baby, I'm sorry! It's really hot out here! Let me drive you in!"

But I ignore her as I continue to look straight ahead as I walk, high heels and all. "Lena...please. Don't be stubborn." She tries to cut me off as I round the corner to the school. We are near the beach, and I sigh as she gets out of the car and stands in front of me. "Love, I shouldn't have made fun. I'm sorry, ok? I'm not so good at this whole baring my heart thing. That's you. I'm only open with you."

She brushes my hair behind my ear before running her fingers down my red, hot cheek. "Ya, well, it's too late. I'm calling him when I get to the office and cancelling our next session. I won't be made a fool of, Stef! This was important to me!" I choke back tears, and she sighs as she pulls her hand away shoving it in her pocket.

"I hear you. Ok. See you at dinner?" She pulls out her keys, and when I don't respond, she continues, "It'll be ok. We didn't need him anyway."

"No, it won't! It won't be ok, Stef! It just won't!" With this, I storm off before she can respond and power walk the rest of the way to the school.