It was just after three when they arrived home. Allie had fallen asleep in the taxi, her head on Bea's shoulder. Shaking the sleeping blonde gently, Bea giggled when she started to protest at being woken up. Leaning in close, she whispered into her girlfriend's ear, "Come on Alliecat, I want you in our bed...naked"

Laughing again as Allie's eyes snapped open and she practically leapt out of the car, Bea paid the driver, took her girlfriend's hand and led her into the house, knowing that despite the blonde's new found burst of energy, she would be asleep again as soon as her head hit the pillow.

After helping her girlfriend up the stairs, Bea went back down to put some more food out for Cormack, hoping he wouldn't wake them up as early if he'd had an extra portion. Grabbing a couple of bottles of water from the fridge along with some painkillers she headed back up to their bedroom, thinking the blonde might need them at some point. Entering the room, she tripped over her girlfriend's discarded clothes. Picking them up, she glanced over to the bed, and as expected Allie was fast asleep. The blonde was flat out on her stomach, and had adopted the starfish position, leaving very little room for Bea.

Depositing Allie's clothed in the chair she nipped into the bathroom to brush her teeth before getting undressed. With the easy bit done, she set about trying to get into bed without disturbing her girlfriend. After four or five failed attempts, Bea knelt on the edge of the bed, running her fingers up and down the blonde's arm. When Allie failed to respond, or move, she leaned in closer, placing light kisses on the younger woman's exposed shoulder. Receiving no response again, Bea decided to up her game, running her hand up Allie's back and dipping down to caress the edge of her left breast, smiling to herself as she felt the blonde start to stir.

Rolling over onto her side, Allie opened her eyes before pulling Bea down beside her. "To far away" she mumbled as her hands started to wander over the redhead's body. As their lips connected Allie rolled them over, her fingers trailing a slow path down Bea's toned stomach. Leaning forward, she took her girlfriend's left nipple into her mouth, nipping and sucking as her hand moved lower, the older woman's soft moans igniting a fire within her.

Bea couldn't believe how quickly her girlfriend had gone from exhausted to aroused. One minute she was wondering if she'd even be able to get into bed, and the next she was flat on her back, Allie's lips and hands all over her. Arching her back as she felt the blonde's teeth graze her nipple, she threaded her fingers through the younger woman's hair, holding her close.

"I've been wanting to do this all night. Do you have any idea how wet I've been, thinking about touching you, tasting you" Allie said, her voice thick with arousal as she looked up at her girlfriend.

"All those people in that club, watching you. It made me so hot knowing I was going home with you" she added, her right hand running up the inside of Bea's thigh. "Knowing that I'd be the one doing things to you that on one else has, that my fingers would be deep inside you"

"Oh god Allie…" Bea moaned, throwing her head back as the blonde laid her head on her chest, the hand on her thigh moving far too slowly for the redhead's liking. She needed Allie's touch, needed to come for her, so much that it was almost painful.

"Allie? Allie…fuck sake" Bea said, her voice thick with frustration. She couldn't believe that Allie had fallen asleep on her, not when she was so worked up. It didn't help that the blonde's hand was dangerously close to her throbbing centre, her face pressed against her right breast.

It had been a long night. Allie was dead to the world, and every time Bea tried to move, it brought the blonde's hand closer and closer to where she needed her the most. She had tried to take her mind off of the throbbing sensation in her groin, but with one of her girlfriend's hands grazing the side of her breast, and the other practically cupping her centre, it was an impossible task. After what felt like hours, Allie moved in her sleep, her arm slipping around the older woman's waist, offering her temporary relief. It had been short lived though, and a few minutes later she felt the blonde move again, her leg slipping between Bea's.

She must have fallen asleep at some point, the sunlight coming in through the curtains waking her. They had moved again in their sleep, and Bea's arms were wrapped around the blonde, Allie's back pressed tight against her chest. Dropping a light kiss on the younger woman's exposed shoulder, she slipped out of bed and into the bathroom, the alcohol she consumed the previous night playing havoc with her bladder. After brushing her teeth, she wandered back into the bedroom, her eyes raking over the sleeping blonde, who looked like she would be out for hours.

Bea's head was a little fuzzy, and she was still worked up following her girlfriend's ill-timed nap. Deciding to go for a run, in the hope that it would at least calm her raging hormones, she got changed before heading downstairs to grab another bottle of water for Allie, along with some more painkillers. Writing her a brief note in case she woke up before she got home, Bea couldn't help but add a quick sketch to the bottom corner of the page, knowing it would make her girl smile. She really had turned into a love struck fool, and she couldn't be happier about it. Placing the bottle and note on the bedside table, she kissed Allie on the cheek before heading out. If this didn't work she'd definitely be taking a cold shower when she got back.

Allie woke just after ten the following morning, and it felt like someone was holding a jackhammer to her head. Reaching out, she was disappointed to find Bea's side of the bed empty. Sitting up, she held her head in her hands as she waited for the nauseous feeling to pass. Feeling her stomach settle slightly, she looked around the room, spotting a glass of water and two painkillers on the bedside table, a note from her girlfriend lying beside the glass.

After swallowing the pills and downing the water, she picked the note up, and read it, smiling to herself as she spotted the small sketch of two seahorses in the bottom corner

Gone for a run to try and shake the bitch of a hangover I woke up with. Remind me to kill Boomer the next time I see her…

Love you, B xx

Just the thought of running made Allie want to throw up. Either Bea had taken it easy last night, or she was turning into a lightweight, not that she cared. It had been fun, but it wasn't something she would want to do on a regular basis, preferring to spend her evenings with their friends in a nice bar, or at home with her girlfriend. She loved it when it was just the two of them, even if they weren't doing anything in particular. She loved getting to spend the evening curled up on the sofa watching a movie with Bea. Spending an evening at home was something that most people took for granted, but to Allie it was the best thing in the world.

As a kid she never felt comfortable in the family house, the place feeling more like a prison than a home. And although she had planned on leaving as soon as she finished school, she had expected to have a plan in place and money in her pocket first. The kid's shelter was fine, and it served its purpose, but it was so impersonal, and she never felt like she could truly relax there. After spending a year on the streets, the room she rented, although small, felt like a palace to her. The apartment she was in after that was very modern, all clean lines and sharp angles, but as beautiful as it was, it always felt a little cold to Allie. She loved the flat above the bar, and would always have a soft spot for the place, but being here at Bea's house, their house, was where she felt most at home. Grabbing her girlfriend's pillow, she held it tight, Bea's scent invading her senses, her thoughts full of red hair and brown eyes.

It was just before eleven when Bea arrived back home. The run had helped clear her head a little, and she was feeling slightly more human now, although she still felt like she could sleep for a week. And the burning desire to touch Allie was still there. Hopefully the blonde wouldn't feel too rough when she woke up, and they could pick up where they had left off. Unlocking the door, she wandered through the house, finding no sign of her girlfriend. Heading up the stairs she walked into their room, hearing water running in the en-suite. Grabbing a change of clothes, she headed for the other bathroom, hoping she would feel more awake after taking a shower.

It took Allie a while to shower and change, the pounding in her head making even the easiest of tasks seem complicated. She hadn't even realised her girlfriend had come back home until she opened the bedroom door, and was met with the smell of freshly brewed coffee. Wandering down the stairs and into the kitchen, she crossed the room, stopped behind Bea and slipped her arms around her, resting her head on her shoulder.

Bea could feel Allie's presence, even before she walked into the kitchen, and as she felt her girlfriend's arms slip around her waist, her heart skipped a beat.

"How are you feeling baby?" she asked the blonde, hoping her hangover wasn't too bad

"Feels like Ethan's playing the drums in my head, but better now you're home"

"Poor baby. You hungry?"

"Mmm" Allie mumbled, her tongue swiping over Bea's neck

"Behave. You want some breakfast?"

"I want you. But I'd love a bacon sandwich, might sop up some of that shit that Boomer was pouring down my throat"

"I'll be having words with her when I see her next" Bea said, unable to keep the smile off her face as her girlfriend giggled

"Yeah, her timing definitely sucked. Which reminds me…we never did finish what we started…more than once" Allie replied, spinning her girlfriend around and bringing her in for a long, slow kiss

Pulling away after a few minutes, Bea handed the blonde a coffee, before leading her over to the table, pushing her down into a chair. "You need to eat something first" she said, leaning in and taking Allie's ear lobe between her teeth, tugging gently as she heard her moan softly. "Then we can finish what we started. And I still can't believe you fell asleep on me" she added, pulling back when she heard the door open, Debbie and Shayne walking in a few seconds later. "We'll finish this later" she whispered before stepping away from Allie and turning to greet her daughter.

It seemed that Allie wasn't the only one suffering, and one look at the young brunette, Bea knew none of them would be doing much today. Shayne was the only one that didn't appear to be suffering, and Bea later found out that he's only had a couple of beers all night, wanting to make sure that he got Debbie home safe.

"You ok there Deb?" she asked as her daughter flopped down in the chair opposite Allie, her head resting on the table

"Never drinking again" the young Smith mumbled, sitting up slightly and resting her head on Shayne's shoulder, after he had taken a seat beside her. Wrapping his arm around her, he stroked her hair softly.

Looking up, his eyes locked with Bea's. Wondering if he was overstepping, he was about to pull back from Debbie when her mum smiled at him.

"I was just about to make this one some breakfast" Bea said, nodding towards Allie, "You guys hungry?"

"Starving" her daughter said, lifting her head slightly before smiling at Bea

""Nothing new there then" Allie chirped up, earning a scowl from the young brunette opposite her

"This is all your fault anyway" Debbie replied playfully. She loved the banter she had with Allie, the blonde was really sharp, and was always happy to play along.

"And how did you figure that one out? Didn't force you to drink all that shit Boomer kept buying"

Laughing at the two of them, Shayne stood up and followed Bea into the kitchen to help her with breakfast.

Bea had tried to usher him back into the dining room, claiming that he was a guest, so shouldn't have to help, but he was having none of it. The redhead looked tired as well, and Debbie had told him how demanding her new job. Plus he wanted to help, it made him feel useful. After putting the bacon on the grill, Bea turned to face him, a serious look on her face.

"Thank you for taking such good care of her. I know she's not a kid anymore, but that doesn't stop me from worrying about her" she said, smiling at him

"She's the most important thing to me, and I promise I'll keep always keep her safe. Assuming she wants me around that is"

"Of course she does. Her eyes light up when she talks about you, you must have noticed"

"I…things haven't always been easy for me, and it messed me up for a while. But Franky helped me, made me realise that I couldn't hold on to the past forever, otherwise I wouldn't have any real future. Most of the time I can deal with it, but sometimes it gets too much, it gets me down. And I know you guys have had a tough time as well. Debbie's told me a few things, and I'm pretty sure it was a lot worse for you. But she's so together, so perfect, and I can't help but think that it's all a dream. That she'll wake up one morning and wonder what the hell she's doing with someone like me" he said, his gaze fixed on the floor. He hated feeling like this, especially in front of his girlfriend's mum, who was always so together.

"It wasn't easy for her, and up until a year ago she didn't know half of what had happened between me and her dad. I still haven't told her everything, there are some things that she should never have to hear. And because of all that I build a wall, didn't want anyone getting too close. And then Allie came along and knocked it down, and I didn't even realise she was doing it at first. As determined as I was to keep everyone away, she worked her way in, and I'm so glad she did. It hasn't been easy for her, and we've both got things in our past that we wish we could change, but life's not like that. And sometimes I still get scared that someone else will come along, and she'll leave me. But being with her, having her in my life, it's worth any fear or doubt. Debbie would never let what happened in your past affect how she feels about you" the redhead replied, surprising Shayne by how open she was being with him.

"I know, and I'm not doubting her, I just feel like I'm not good enough for her. She's so smart, and I don't want to hold her back. And for the record, Allie loves you so much. It's blindingly obvious, and she couldn't hide it if she tried, not that she ever does"

"Debbie cares about you so much. I know my daughter, and she can't hide anything from me, as hard as she tries sometimes. You could never hold her back, please don't ever think that. And I know I wasn't exactly welcoming when the two of you first got together, but that had nothing to do with you. She's still my baby, and always will be. I was just afraid that she wouldn't need me anymore. I'm sorry I was such an arse, and I'm glad she's got you. I have no idea what you went through as a kid, Debbie's never said anything, and I'm not going to ask, that's none of my business. But family is what you make it, and I'm happy that you're part of mine" Bea replied, pulling him into a brief hug.

One breakfast was ready, Shayne took the food through, Bea following closely behind with a jug of freshly squeezed orange juice. Hopefully the vitamin C would bring Allie and Debbie back into the land of the living. Feeling someone's eyes on her, Bea looked up, her gaze locking with Allie's. The blonde had a bright smile on her face, and the love she saw in her eyes almost made her cry.

After they had eaten, Shayne helped Bea with the dishes while Debbie went to grab a shower and get changed. They had decided to head over to the beach to get a bit of fresh air, Debbie hoping it would help her kick the hangover. Despite her earlier banter with the blonde, she had really enjoyed spending the evening with Allie and her mum, and having Boomer and the others there as well, had made it all the more enjoyable. Shayne and her mum seemed to be getting on well too, and despite the fuzziness in her head, she hadn't missed the look that had passed between them when they had come back through from the kitchen after making breakfast.

Shayne had asked Allie if her and Bea wanted to join them, but the blonde was working that night, and wanted to try and get a bit more sleep. If she had planned ahead, she would have booked the evening off. She wasn't rostered on until five, and hopefully by then she would be feeling a little better.

They spent most of the afternoon lounging around watching movies. Bea was lying on her side, back against the sofa, her girlfriend in front of her, curled up in her arms. The blonde had fallen asleep about an hour ago, and Bea couldn't take her eyes off her. Despite the slight hangover and dark circles under her eyes from the lack of sleep, she was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.

Placing a light kiss on her girlfriend's cheek, she held her close, her thoughts drifting back to their conversation a couple of hours ago. The movie had been playing for about ten minutes when Allie had taken her hand in hers, the blonde's thumb stroking her hand gently.

"It was really sweet what you said to Shayne earlier" the blonde said, taking Bea by surprise

"You heard that?" Bea asked, not realising Allie had been there when she was talking to Shayne.

"I did. He's spoken to me a bit about his childhood, and while I don't know all of the details, he's had it rough. So I know how much it would mean to him, you accepting him like that" Allie replied, running her thumb over the redhead's bottom lip. "And for the record, no one could ever come close to you, so please stop worrying. I would never leave you…you're my seahorse"

Smiling at the thought of her girlfriend's words, Bea snuggled closer to the younger woman, loving how safe she felt when Allie was close. She had surprised herself, and hadn't expected to be so open with Shayne. But she had seen the way he looked at Debbie, and could tell that he was all in. She had her own insecurities, and knowing how difficult it had been for Allie, especially in the beginning, didn't want him and Debbie to have to go through the same thing. They were both so young, and should be enjoying their time together. The last thing she wanted was for him to feel inadequate in any way. She knew all about that, and it wasn't pleasant.

Allie was feeling a lot better than she had when she woke up that morning, but still had a bit of a headache. Her shift started at five, and as usual, she was a few minutes late, not that Liz minded. She knew that Allie always worked hard when she was there, and rarely finished on time. Plus she had dropped everything and come in at short notice to cover a shift on several occasions. And if it wasn't for her great ideas and dedication to seeing them through, the bar wouldn't be doing as well as it currently was. She had also spoken to Franky earlier, who was a little worse for wear, so expected the young blonde to be feeling a little bit delicate as well.

Liz had apologised to Allie as soon as she arrived. Shayne had booked the day off, meaning that Kim would be working until nine thirty. She had tried to switch shifts, but the raven haired woman had said that she had something arranged so couldn't work the early shift. They worked together quietly, Allie avoiding her whenever possible. But she had to interact with her at some point. Kim was the model employee, waiting until Liz had gone into the office before getting up close and personal with Allie. She was deliberately trying to make the blonde feel uncomfortable, and Allie was starting to wish that she had taken Bea up on her offer.

After Debbie and Shayne had left, Allie had gone for a lie down, still feeling a little groggy. Bea coming up to join her a few minutes later. She was frustrated with herself for not being more organised, and would love nothing more than to spend the evening wrapped up in her girlfriend's arms. Knowing Allie was still suffering, Bea had offered to come to the bar to give her some moral support, but the redhead was working early the next morning, so Allie wanted her to get some rest.

But with Kim hitting on her every chance she got, she was starting to regret her decision. At least if Bea was there, she would tone it down a bit. Allie was glad when nine thirty arrived and Kim headed home, making sure to run her hand over the blonde's arse as she stepped out from behind the bar. Unfortunately for Allie, Liz was across the room collecting glasses at the time, so once again, hadn't seen anything.

The remainder of her shift passed without incident, and Allie was glad when closing time came around. Arriving home just after midnight, she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge before heading up the stairs. After brushing her teeth she got undressed and climbed under the covers, Bea pulling her in closer and holding her tight, the blonde falling asleep within minutes.

The next week had passed without incident, and Bea had been thinking more and more about the possibility of marrying Allie. She was still unsure, and it would be a big step for her, but she loved the blonde more than life itself. Allie was her forever, and she wanted to spend the rest of her life with her. She needed to talk it through with someone, and Franky had always done right by her so far. Plus she knew that the tattooed brunette would be nothing but honest with her, sometimes brutally so, and right now, that's exactly what she needed.

The guys were coming over late morning to rehearse, so Bea had called Franky and arranged to go over to her place for lunch. Allie had tried to protest, claiming that she wouldn't be in the way, but Bea knew the studio were putting pressure on them, and the last thing she wanted to do was distract her girlfriend in any way. Plus, she really needed to talk this through with someone.

She arrived at Franky's just after twelve, hoping they would get chance to talk before lunch. Her stomach was in knots, and she wasn't sure that she'd be able to eat anything if not. Franky must have sensed something was bothering her, the tattooed brunette handing her a beer and leading her through into the lounge.

"So what's got your undies in a knot this time Red?" Franky asked, taking a seat beside her on the sofa

"I don't even know where to start"

"The beginning's usually a good place"

"No one likes a smart arse" Bea threw back, her friend grinning at her. "When both of our families were here a few weeks ago they all got on really well, like they'd known each other for years, despite gran's somewhat inappropriate behaviour. Allie made a comment about how it would make the seating arrangements at our wedding easier"

"You're getting married, fuck Red" the tattooed brunette replied in shock, almost choking on the mouthful of beer she'd just swallowed

"No…not yet…maybe…I…fuck"

"Woah, slow down ok. What's going on in that head of yours?"

"It got me thinking, what Allie said"

"About getting married?" Franky asked, genuinely surprised by her friend's response

"Yeah. After everything with Harry I never thought I'd even consider it…"

"But…?"

"I don't know. Since Allie mentioned it, I haven't been able to get the thought out of my head. And it's confusing the hell out of me"

"You love her right…" Franky said, already knowing the answer, but smiling when her friend nodded

"More than anything"

"And do you ever see yourself with anyone but blondie?"

"Fuck no. Allie's the only one I could ever love like that, the only one I want"

"Then stop overthinking things. You're practically married already, what difference will a bit of paper make?" Franky said. She loved Bea to bits, but sometimes she could be so blind.

"Things are so perfect right now, I don't want anything to change that"

"And how would getting married change things? You're living together, and she's it for you, right?"

"Yeah, I just. I don't know…it's hard to explain when I don't fully understand it myself"

"When did things start to turn to shit with captain dickhead?"

"About eight months after we got married, why?"

"Maybe you're associating him turning into a first class bastard with getting hitched. When really, underneath it all, he's just a cunt…and always has been. Allie loves you so much, it's so fucking obvious that it makes me want to spew most of the time, but it's true. And she would never hurt you like he did, or at all for that matter. I've never seen anyone so smitten" the brunette replied. As much as she loved to tease the redhead, she was so happy that she had found Allie

"I know she wouldn't, she's perfect. God Franky, I never thought that I'd ever feel like this. I want to spend the rest of my life with her" Bea said, smiling as the realisation set in. She craved Allie in every way possible, and more than anything, wanted to marry her

"Then stop creating problems that aren't there, and enjoy it. Fuck knows you deserve it"

"Thank you, for everything. I'm pretty sure I'd have driven myself crazy if it wasn't for you"

"Don't worry about it, I'm glad I could help. Plus you'll be returning the favour soon. Me and Gidge, we've set a date" Franky replied, her whole face lighting up when she spoke about her upcoming wedding.

Bea wanted that, she wanted everything with Allie. And suddenly everything that scared her didn't seem important anymore. The only thing that mattered was Allie, her cheeky, beautiful, perfect Alliecat. It was as though the fog had cleared, and for the first time since her girlfriend had mentioned it, she could see again. Bea knew that she needed to speak to Debbie too, see how she would feel about it. Although she was pretty sure her daughter would love to have Allie as her step-mum, she spent enough time jokingly telling Bea how much cooler than her the blonde was. And it didn't hurt that some of her friends thought the band was pretty awesome. But despite all that, they had grown really close over the past six months, and Bea can't honestly remember a time when Debbie bonded with Harry like she had Allie.

And Allie thought the world of Debbie. When the younger Smith was home she would spend hours with the blonde, either playing around with their guitars or hitting the shops. Fortunately for Debbie, her mum's girlfriend had the same passion for retail therapy as she did, something which Bea could never really understand. Allie and Debbie spoke on the phone as often as possible when the young brunette was back at university, and her daughter had even started going to Allie for advice. It had hurt Bea at first, not that she didn't want her girlfriend to be someone that Deb would go to.

Allie had sensed that something was bothering her, and had finally gotten her to open up about what had upset her. She had been embarrassed at first, not wanting her girlfriend to think she didn't want her talking to Debbie. But the blonde had taken it in her stride, a she always did, and explained to her that it wasn't that her daughter didn't want to talk to her. It was just sometimes harder to discuss certain things with someone you're closer to. A couple of days later Debbie had called Bea and filled her in on what was going on, telling her how great Allie had been.

Looking back, it was hard to believe that there was ever any doubt that her daughter wouldn't love the blonde. And both of their fears about telling Debbie seemed crazy now, especially given how close she was to Allie. But at the time it had the potential to ruin everything, not that Bea could have stayed away from Allie, no matter how hard she tried.

It was open mic night and Allie was really looking forward to playing, despite her girlfriend not being able to make it. She had been writing a lot more recently, and had only finished one of the tracks they were testing out at the bar that night a few days ago. The guys had come over for a few hours the previous day so they had been through it a few times at least. Ash would be taking lead vocal on this one, as she had written it with the three of them in mind. She had wanted to show the record label what they could do as a trio, as she wasn't sold on the whole record deal thing, if that's where this was even heading.

They'd had another session in the studio again, and it was clear that the record company were interested in them. They had arranged for them to play at one of the smaller music venues in the city, wanting to get a feel for how they would be received. The guys were in their element, and despite her initial reservations, Allie had really enjoyed it so far. It was tiring, and the days were long, but the sense of achievement she felt when they laid down a track, and were all happy with it, was worth the hard work. Especially when it was a song she had written.

They were trying out the new song that the blonde had written for the guys, as well as a couple of others, not wanting the first time they played them live to be in front of Isla and the others from the label. The bar was packed again, even more so than usual, and Allie couldn't help but feel nervous. It didn't help that Kim was working behind the bar either, although the raven haired woman had kept out of her way so far. The nerves were always worse when Bea wasn't around. The redhead had a way of calming her down like no one ever had, but then her girlfriend affected her in other ways that she'd never experienced before.

Shayne was helping her to keep everything on schedule again, and he had really taken to it. It was great to have someone there to take the pressure off a little, especially when she was playing as well. On the nights 11:11 weren't on the line-up, it was much easier, but on evenings like this it was hard to be in two places at once, although she usually managed somehow. Shayne got on well with the guys, and the other bands and artists seemed to like him. Making a mental note to speak to Liz about getting him more involved, she went through into the back to let the next band know they were due on in five minutes.

An hour and a half later and they were half way through their set. The first two new songs had gone down well, and it was time for the third. Taking a step back, Allie waited for Ash to take centre stage before nodding to Ethan and Dylan, the three of them starting to play a few seconds later, Ash following with the vocals.

I miss the taste of the sweet life
I miss the conversation
I'm searching for a song tonight
I'm changing all of the stations
I like to think that we had it all
We drew a map to a better place
But on that road I took a fall
Oh baby why did you run away?

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you
All the roads you took came back to me
So I'm following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following

I hear your voice in my sleep at night
Hard to resist temptation
'Cause something strange has come over me
Now I can't get over you
No I just can't get over you

I was there for you
In your darkest times
I was there for you
In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you
All the roads you took came back to me
So I'm following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you

Oh I was there for you
Oh In you darkest times
Oh I was there for you
Oh In your darkest nights

Oh I was there for you
Oh In you darkest times
Oh I was there for you
Oh In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you
When I was at my worst
Down on my knees
And you said you had my back
So I wonder where were you
All the roads you took came back to me
So I'm following the map that leads to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following to you
The map that leads to you
Ain't nothing I can do
The map that leads to you
Following, following, following

The song had gone down really well, and Allie was over the moon. As much fun as she'd been having in the studio with the guys, writing was her real passion. She hadn't said anything to them about her reservations yet, wanting to wait until after the gig the record label was putting on for them. She was happy as they were, just doing a few gigs now and then, but knew they wanted more, which was why she was trying to take a step back from lead vocals, and was writing more for them that herself. It was the least she could do, and genuinely hoped that everything worked out for them with the record label, they deserved it. But the more she thought about it, the more she knew it wasn't for her.

She was happy with her life, and genuinely enjoyed putting on events like the open mic night. And despite how time consuming it had been, and the awful circumstances surrounding it, organising the fundraising events had given her a real buzz. Music would always be important to her, it had gotten her through some very difficult times, and she didn't want to give it up, but she saw it as more of a hobby these days. As a kid it was all she wanted to do, but her priorities had changed.

The record label had been honest with them from the start, explaining that while they were interested in them as a band, it didn't necessarily mean they would make it. And none of them were stupid, they knew what a cutthroat industry it was. One minute you were on the top of your game, and the next taking part in a reality TV show, desperately trying to get your name back out there again. They had also explained what the next step would be, should the gig go well. They would be looking at a two to three month tour of the country playing small venues, and supporting more established acts.

This had been the deal breaker for Allie, not that she had let on yet. She couldn't, wouldn't leave Bea behind to go travelling around the country, no matter how big a break it could offer. She'd never tell her girlfriend that of course, knowing that she'd feel like she was holding her back. But to Allie, there wasn't even a choice to be made. They could offer her a million dollar record deal on the spot, but it wouldn't make a blind bit of difference. Bea would win every time. There was nothing better than falling asleep in her girlfriend's arms, and waking up to her beautiful smile, and the thought of not seeing her every day made her heart ache. She was exactly where she wanted to be, and nothing anyone could offer her would ever change that.

Allie knew she would have to talk to them about how she was feeling sooner rather than later, but all three of them were so happy with the direction things were going in that she didn't want to burst their bubble. Two songs later they finished their set, and as they were would be going over to Allie's place the following day to run through another few tracks, the blonde had suggested taking some of the gear back with her that night, saving them time in the morning. They stayed around until the bar had closed before loading Allie's car, Shayne helping them with their equipment. As Bea was working he had offered to follow Allie home and help her unload everything at the other end. Their house was on his way home anyway so it made sense, plus the instruments would be safer in the studio than the garage.

All in all it had been a good night, and Chang had hardly said a word to her all evening, which was an added bonus. As Allie and Shayne came back out with the last of the equipment she was surprised to see Kim standing beside the car, chatting to Ash. When she saw the blonde approaching, she said goodnight and headed off in the direction of her own car. Allie thought that it was a bit strange, and would warn Ash about her when they were over at the house tomorrow, but was glad the raven haired woman was leaving her alone, for now anyway.

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A/N: A big thank you to everyone that has taken the time to read this. All feedback is greatly appreciated, and thanks for the support :)

The lyrics are taken from 'Maps' by Maroon 5.