Fresno

"You don't have to be so nervous," Lena tells her girlfriend, who is clearly anxious as she clutches the steering wheel in a white knuckled grip. They had been on the road for four and a half hours - burning rubber between San Diego and Fresno. As the miles had ticked down, Stef had grown increasingly anxious.

"I have never met a significant other's parents before." Stef admits to her girlfriend. "I guess I've never really had someone as. . . significant as you in my life."

"I think that's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me," Lena chuckles, reaching for Stef's hand. She knew that the cop was more anxious about meeting her parents than barging into a crack house in the middle of the night.

"I just hope they like me," Stef worries aloud.

"There is nothing about you that isn't likeable." Lena tells her.

"That's not necessarily true." Stef replies. "A lot of people have issues with cops."

"My parents don't," Lena argues. "I've told them you're a cop. They don't care. They're just happy that I'm happy. And you make me so happy, Stephanie Foster."

"Are you always so sappy around the holidays?" Stef asks her girlfriend. Lena had practically cried as the couple ate their first, small Thanksgiving meal together. Unfortunately, Stef had had to work all day so they'd been unable to visit their family for the holiday. And, since December had rolled around, Lena was often watching sappy, Lifetime christmas movies when Stef came home from a late shift.

"I just really enjoy the holidays. And I am enjoying them extra this year with you." Lena replies, taking Stef's hand in hers as they continue the drive towards her parents' house.

After another hour of driving, Stef pulls her black Ford Explorer into the driveway of a light blue, ranch style house. The house is adorned with multi-colored twinkle lights and the front lawn is full of inflatable creatures from the North Pole. Stef's heart thunders in her chest as she swings their duffle bag over her shoulder, following behind Lena as she heads to the front door.

"Hello!" Lena calls, letting herself into the house. The ranch house opens right up to an open concept living/dining room and kitchen.

"Baby girl!" Lena's father exclaims, rushing over to the two women from behind the kitchen with his apron on.

"Hi, daddy!" Lena says as her father wraps her in a tight hug. "Dad, this is Stef, my girlfriend. Stef, this is my dad, Stewart."

"It's so nice to meet you, Stewart." Stef greets her girlfriend's father, holding her hand out for a handshake.

"I hope you don't mind, Stef, but I'm a hugger." Stewart tells Stef, embracing the blonde woman who had made his daughter so happy these last few months.

"I don't mind at all," Stef says with a smile.

"Your mother is just finishing her hair," Stewart informs them both. "She's very excited to meet you, Stef. Lena has told us so much about you." A deep pink blush crosses Stef's face.

"All good things," Lena promises, giving Stef a peck on her light pink cheek.

"My darling daughter!" Dana, Lena's mother, chimes as she comes down the hallway, her hair freshly straightened. "And you must be Stef." Dana embraces the blonde woman and then her daughter. "I'm so glad you both could make it up here for Christmas."

"We are too, mom." Lena replies. "Can we help you with anything, daddy?" Stewart is standing behind the island again, chopping up various vegetables.

"I've got it handled for now." Stewart replies. "Do you two ladies want to go and freshen up? I know how it feels to be cooped up in the car all day."

"You definitely make a point about that," Stef agrees. The two women excuse themselves and Lena leads them to her childhood bedroom.

The room now was much different than it had been when Lena was a child. Lena had been obsessed with the color purple for much of her childhood. When she had left for college, her mother had re-painted her room but she had left one of the walls the same lilac color that Lena had begged for for years. The queen sized bed was in the center of the room - instead of crammed in the corner - and the desk she had spent countless hours studying at had been replaced with a bookshelf that held a small flatscreen TV.

"Coming home is always weird," Lena says wistfully as Stef begins unpacking their shared duffle bag. "I always expect it to look the same way it did when I left for college, but it never does."

"With posters of half naked supermodels on the walls?" Stef asks jokingly, putting her hands on her girlfriend's hips and pulling Lena close to her.

"I was more into flipping through the underwear catalogs." Lena rolls her eyes, playing with the hem of Stef's t-shirt, slipping her fingers beneath the soft fabric.

"What are you doing?" Stef questions. "We're supposed to be freshening up for dinner."

"We could freshen up. . . together." Lena suggests, leaning into Stef and pressing her lips beneath the blonde woman's ear.

"Do you think you can be quiet enough for that?" Stef asks, eyes fluttering at the sensation of Lena's lips against her skin.

"I am not the one we have to worry about," Lena nibbles at her girlfriend's earlobe.

"Oh really?" Stef challenges.

The two women scurry into the bathroom attached to Lena's old bedroom, quickly stripping off their clothes. Under the hot water, steam collecting around them, the two women press their naked bodies together. Lena's hands explore Stef's body, toying with her wet nipples. Stef leans against the wall of the shower as her girlfriend's fingers travel down her body and gently caressing the outer lips of her pussy.

"You're already wet for me," Lena growls into Stef's ear, spreading the slick wetness around her pussy and circling her clit.

"You drive me crazy," Stef groans at the feeling of Lena's slender fingers exploring her sex. Stef's breath hitches in her throat as the caramel skinned woman thrusts two fingers into her pussy. Unsure if she'll be able to control her volume, Stef busies her mouth by kissing Lena passionately as her fingers move to her clitoris - circling around the swollen bundle of nerves. Stef's moans of pleasure are swallowed in their kiss as her orgasm overtakes her.

Slowly, Stef comes down from her pleasure high in Lena's arms, the hot water cascading around them. The blonde woman carefully kneels on the cool shower floor, her face lining up perfectly with Lena's delicious pussy. With her hands gripping the darker skinned woman's ass cheeks tightly, Stef brings her mouth to her pussy, flicking her tongue over her sensitive nub.

"Oh, fuck, Stef," Lena groans as Stef continues exploring her pussy with her mouth. Not stopping with her tongue, Stef inserts two fingers into Lena's dripping wet pussy. "Oh shit, Stef, I'm gonna come." Lena pants as pleasure continues to build inside her.

"Come for me, baby." Stef tells Lena, looking deeply into her eyes as she pumps her fingers in and out of her. Lena's eyes roll into the back of her head as her muscles contract and her orgasm rocks through her body.

The water having grown cold, the two women exit the shower and towel off - stopping every few minutes to kiss each other's lips and necks and chests. It was their first Christmas eve together and their emotions were running high. Lena just wanted to hold Stef as close as possible. Stef simply wanted to make sure that Lena felt happy and safe with her. A sudden knock at the door startles both women out of their make out session.

"As soon as you two are finished in there," Dana calls through the closed door, "dinner is ready."

A/N: Thanks to everyone for reading and reviewing! I really appreciate it!