Bridget had spent her second week off in much the same way as she had the first; spending time with Franky and Emily, and just generally relaxing. It was their last day off together, and they'd taken her niece to school already.
The brunette was sitting on the couch with her laptop, once again studying the screen. It had become a familiar sight over the past few days. She had opted to take an online small business course instead of attending one in person, to give her more flexibility to fit it in around her schedule.
The blonde usually left her alone, but she always found it hot when Franky was totally engrossed in whatever she was doing. She walked over, and sat down on the couch beside the younger woman, tucking her legs beneath her so she could lean against her.
"What are you studying today, baby?" Bridget asked, resting her chin on the brunette's shoulder.
"How to secure a small business loan." A smile played at the corner of Franky's lips.
"Hm, and what's the first step?" She watched as the brunette turned her head so she could see her, and saw Franky's eyes flick down to her lips, then back up to meet hers.
"Establish your business identity." The younger woman could feel Bridget's fingers moving across the backs of her shoulders.
"And the second?" The blonde could tell that her actions were having the intended effect.
"Learn how lenders assess you." The brunette reached up, and placed her hand on the back of Bridget's head, pulling her into a kiss. She was vaguely aware of the older woman reaching down and closing her laptop, then placing it on the coffee table.
Bridget felt herself being pulled onto Franky's lap, and smiled against the other woman's lips. The brunette didn't stop there, however, and held onto her tightly as she flipped her onto her back on the couch.
The blonde sighed as Franky settled on top of her. She wrapped her legs around the brunette's waist, and let out a small moan as the younger woman pushed her hips forward. When she opened her eyes, she saw the other woman studying her with an amused look on her face.
"I'm too easy, aren't I?" Bridget giggled. She knew she wasn't capable of even pretending to put up any resistance to Franky's advances.
"No," the brunette shook her head. "You're perfect." She placed a kiss on the side of the blonde's neck, and this time it was Bridget's turn to push herself against the younger woman. "And horny," Franky said, making them both laugh.
"I just really really like what you do to me." The blonde pulled the other woman in for a kiss.
"Good, because I really really like what I do to you, too." Franky smiled as she reached down between them, and untied Bridget's pants.
The blonde pulled her down again, so that their mouths were just a millimeter apart. Franky could feel the exhale from Bridget's sigh of content against her lips as she slid her hand into the older woman's underwear. She reached her fingers just low enough to gather some wetness, then pulled them back up to draw patterns over the blonde's clit.
"Oh, god." The blonde couldn't help but moan as Franky applied a bit more pressure with her fingers.
"Not god, but close," the brunette said, as she gently scraped her teeth over Bridget's earlobe. She heard the older woman chuckle softly at her joke.
The blonde raised her hips, and felt Franky's fingers slide down towards her opening. She tried to push herself down onto them, but the brunette pulled her hand back just enough to make that impossible.
"Please." Bridget's plea turned into a groan as Franky once again applied more pressure on her clit.
The brunette could feel more wetness under her fingers, as she caressed the older woman's neck with her lips.
"Franky, please." The blonde tried once again to push her hips forward.
"Patience, babe," Franky mumbled against Bridget's collarbone before running her tongue up the length of her neck.
The brunette lifted her head, and connected their lips again. She felt a small tremor run through the older woman's body, and decided that she shouldn't make her wait much longer. She let the tips of her fingers dip just barely in between Bridget's folds a couple of times before she concentrated her efforts back on the blonde's clit.
"Baby." Bridget lightly bit Franky's bottom lip.
The brunette took the bite as a playful warning. The older woman was more than turned on by this point, and was done waiting. Franky slid her fingers down, and then inside the blonde, who let out a moan.
"Fuck."
The brunette heard Bridget, and smiled to herself. Whether the blonde knew it or not, she was definitely louder when she knew they were alone in the house. Franky braced her foot against the end of the couch to give herself some more leverage as she pushed her fingers deep inside her wife.
"Oh my god." Bridget wasn't expecting it when the brunette hit the spot inside her that made her toes curl, and she tightened her arms around the other woman. Franky must have sensed what she'd done because the blonde felt her hit that spot over and over. She had been impatient for the younger woman to fuck her, but she didn't want it to be over quickly. "Baby...just.."
Bridget's words were whispered quietly next to the brunette's ear, as Franky had her head buried in the crook of the other woman's neck.
"Slow it down?" the brunette asked, as she kissed the side of Bridget's neck. She felt the blonde nod, and slowed her pace.
She reached deep inside, still hitting that spot, but instead of lingering there, she pulled her fingers almost all the way out, applying pressure the whole way, before pushing them back in. She could still feel Bridget tightening around her, but the blonde's breathing had evened out a bit.
"That feels so good." The blonde reached down, and found the hem of Franky's loose t-shirt. She slipped her hands underneath, and ran them over the brunette's smooth skin. She knew that the younger woman loved having her back touched, and she felt her shiver almost immediately.
Franky lifted her head, and smiled at the blonde before she connected their lips.
Bridget tried to concentrate more on the kiss than what Franky's hand was doing at that moment. She focused on the brunette's soft lips, and her warm tongue caressing hers. It wasn't helping though, and she knew she wouldn't last much longer.
The brunette sensed that Bridget was close, and broke their kiss so she could see her better. She loved watching the blonde when she came. The older woman had her eyes closed tightly, and Franky placed small kisses along her jaw until she reached her lips. She took the blonde's lip between her teeth and gently pulled on it, before soothing it with another kiss. That was all it took for Bridget's orgasm to wash over her. Franky kept up the pace with her fingers until the blonde's body started to calm down.
Even after her body was completely still, Bridget could still feel the brunette's fingers inside of her, moving slowly and gently. She was sensitive, and Franky's small movements brought a sensation of warmth through her body.
The blonde opened her eyes to see Franky smiling at her.
"I love you," the brunette said as she placed a soft kiss on her lips.
"I love you, too." Bridget pushed a strand of hair out of Franky's face before she pulled the younger woman's head down to rest against her shoulder. "So what's the third?"
"Request vendor credit," Franky mumbled. It may not be an effective way to study, but she figured it was probably the most fun.
"Have we had sex in every room of the house?" Franky asked quietly as she and Bridget waited in the kitchen for Emily to finish changing her clothes. They were going to the Melbourne Museum to see the dinosaurs like the brunette had promised.
"No, not in Em's room, or the guest room." The blonde looked around the living area, thinking she'd missed something. "What made you think of that now?"
"It just popped into my mind." Franky shrugged. "I'd say we should complete the list, but Em's room is…" She searched for the right word.
"Weird." Bridget finished the sentence for her.
"Yeah, and the guest room is…" She trailed off again.
"Boring." The blonde helped her out once again.
"Hey," Franky said softly. She waited until she had Bridget's full attention before she continued. "We haven't done it in your office either." She wiggled her eyebrows, which made the older woman smile.
"I forgot about the office." Bridget glanced in the direction of the room.
"Maybe sometime I might be in need of a private therapy session." The brunette gave her a half grin.
"I might be able to fit you in after hours." Bridget stretched up and gave her wife a quick kiss.
"I'm ready." Emily had planned her outfit complete with dinosaur socks for the occasion.
When they arrived at the museum, Franky handed in the paper she had printed off when she'd bought their passes in advance earlier that week, and they were each given a bracelet to wear for the day.
"It doesn't have dinosaurs on it," Emily said as she held out her wrist so the brunette could fasten her bracelet.
"There's more stuff here than just dinosaurs. This is a pass for the whole museum," Franky explained.
"But you promise there's dinosaurs?" The young girl gave her a serious look.
"Oh yeah." The brunette put on her own bracelet.
"I'm guessing you guys would be interested in the one hundred tiny dinosaurs challenge?" the young man behind the desk asked with a smile. He already had the booklet in his hand to give to them.
"Oh yes. That's why we're here at 9AM. They're determined to find all of them, even if it takes all day." Bridget smiled at her wife and niece. She really didn't mind getting there early, or spending the whole day there, but she hoped it was a fairly easy challenge to complete, or she'd be going home with two very disappointed people.
"Excellent! So here's the booklet you'll need with all the instructions, and a map of the museum." He handed it to Emily. "There are three levels to the challenge. The first one is finding all eighty-eight of the standard dinosaurs. The second level is finding the eleven golden dinosaurs. If you do that, and unscramble the letters you'll find around each of their necks, you'll get a special prize. The third level is finding the diamond dinosaur. If you find that one, just tell any of the staff members where you found it and they'll give you a code word to redeem an extra special prize."
"There's prizes?!" The young girl looked up at him with a huge smile on her face.
"Absolutely!" He was clearly used to this reaction, but played along nonetheless.
"We have to find them all!" Emily said, turning to Franky, and her aunt.
"Yeah, that's the plan, bub. Come on, let's get started!" The brunette reached down and took the young girl's hand as they started into the exhibits.
"Alright, so it says the dinosaurs are hidden throughout the whole museum, not just in the prehistoric section, so we'll have to keep an eye out for them." Bridget read from the guide book.
"There's one!" Emily had spotted one after just the first few steps.
"Oh, nice catch!" Franky looked where the girl was pointing and saw one of the plastic figures standing on the soil of a potted plant. She probably would have walked right by it, and made a note to be more observant. "Mark it off on the map. We're right here." The brunette pointed to their location. "Just put a little 'x'."
"So according to the guide, this is the 'Darwin to DNA' exhibit." Bridget looked around, taking in the various displays of animals, and even skeletons of early man.
"What's DNA?" Emily asked.
The first answer that popped into Franky's head was 'the shit that almost got me locked away for years'. It didn't escape her how lucky she'd been that Kim had changed her mind. The cops had enough evidence to charge her, even though it was wrong. Without Kim's word, she would have been screwed. She didn't think that was an appropriate answer though, so she let the blonde handle it this time.
"DNA is what makes us who we are. It determines what we look like, things like the color of our hair and eyes. And everyones is different." Bridget gave her the most basic explanation she could think of.
"Everyones is different?" She looked at Franky and her aunt.
"Yeah. They can take a sample of someone's DNA and compare it to someone else's and it would be different. Now, people can have some parts of their DNA in common if they are related. You and I would share some parts because your dad and myself have the same parents." The blonde was trying not to make it too complicated. She loved that her niece was curious, and she didn't want to discourage her by giving an answer she wouldn't understand.
"He was your brother." Emily stated. "Because you had the same parents."
"That's right." Bridget wasn't sure where the young girl was going with this.
"I won't have a brother or sister." She didn't say it in a sad way, but just as a matter of fact.
Franky and Bridget exchanged looks. If everything went according to plan, Emily would have a brother or sister. Not just in the sense that they would be raised together as such, but they would also have the same father. They would have that conversation with her at some point, but today was not the day.
In the end, the two women made a silent agreement to say nothing, and Franky simply squeezed the young girl's shoulder, as they took in the display in front of them.
"Ooo, this is "Bugs Alive!'." Bridget had become their unofficial tour guide. The blonde looked up to find that Emily had wandered up ahead a bit, while Franky was trailing behind, walking slowly with her arms crossed, almost hugging herself. She walked the few steps back to join the brunette. "You alright, baby?" She could read Franky's body language, and right now everything screamed that she was definitely not alright.
"Yeah, all good." She glanced around quickly. "Are there spiders in this exhibit?"
"Yeah, there's insects, spiders, snails, and other invertebrates." The blonde scanned through the description. "It says they have 'rare living examples of exotic tarantulas, and local spiders, like redbacks and orbweavers'." She saw the brunette hug herself a bit tighter. "Baby," she whispered. "Are you scared of spiders?"
"I'll be fine." Franky didn't confirm or deny her fear.
"Okay." Bridget reached out and gently tugged on the brunette's arm, encouraging her to let go of herself. She took Franky's hand in hers and laced their fingers together. "Let's catch up with Em."
The young girl had turned out to be very good at spotting the small dinosaurs, and found ones that both of the adults had missed. Her booklet was quickly filling up.
When they got to the tarantula display, the blonde felt Franky's grip on her hand tighten.
"Does this mean I have to be the one to get rid of spiders in the house?" she asked softly as she placed a kiss on the brunette's cheek. She was hoping a joke would help ease her wife.
"No, I can get rid of them. I'll just use a flamethrower, and burn the whole house down in the process." Franky made a face as one of the spiders crawled across in the tank in front of them.
"Definitely my job," Bridget said, giving her another kiss on the cheek.
"How's the dinosaur hunting going?" Franky asked Emily, eager to talk about anything besides the spiders.
"Good! I found five in here already." She held up the booklet to show the brunette where she had marked them on the map. "And I've got four of the golden ones so far."
"What? When did you find those?" Franky hadn't remembered seeing any of them yet.
"There were two in the DNA place, one in the hallway, and one in here. Up there." Emily pointed to a small, golden dinosaur perched on top of one of the signs mounted on the wall; almost to the ceiling.
"Damn." It hadn't even occurred to the brunette that they would be that well hidden. "Nice job."
After the insect exhibit, they decided to head to the cafeteria to get some lunch. They all decided to get one of the freshly made sandwiches, and as they were standing in line, waiting to tell the worker what they wanted for toppings, Emily tugged on Franky's arm.
"Look!" the young girl whispered excitedly, and giggled. "There's a dinosaur in there!"
Franky found where Emily was looking and sure enough, there was a small golden dinosaur standing beside the container of shredded lettuce.
"Ah, I see you've spotted Sammy." The worker smiled at her. "Do you know why he likes to hang out here?"
The young girl shook her head.
"He's a diplodocus, which means he's a herbivore. He's come here for a snack just like you have." The worker smiled when Emily laughed. "What can I get for you guys today?" He turned his attention from Emily, to the two women.
As they ate their lunch, the young girl took them through what they'd found so far, and what they still needed to look for. They still needed a bunch of the regular dinosaurs, six of the golden ones, and of course, the diamond one. There were lots of exhibits yet for them to explore. They hadn't yet been to the Milarri Garden Trail, Wild, First Peoples, Forest Secrets, The Melbourne Story, Dynamic Earth, Marine Life, or the Dinosaur Walk ones.
After their meal, they had gone through the rest of the exhibits, saving the dinosaur one for last, figuring that Emily would want to spend some extra time there. They had 6 regular dinosaurs, one golden, and the diamond one still to find.
"We missed it, didn't we?" Emily asked when her aunt told her they only had one more exhibit to go through.
"I don't think so. I've got a good feeling about it." Bridget really hoped that she was right, because she could picture them spending the day here tomorrow as well if they didn't find it on this trip.
"Me too, it makes sense that the most special dinosaur would be in the dinosaur area." Franky really did believe that it had to be in here, They'd all been looking very carefully for the small figures all day, and she was confident they would have seen it.
"Whoa!" Emily had stopped walking, and was standing with her head tilted back, looking at one of the large skeletons. "Are these real? They were really this big?"
"Yeah, love, they're real." Bridget smiled, she loved seeing her niece excited about things like this. "Remember how your books said some were as big as houses?" She saw Emily nod. "It's different seeing them up close though, isn't it?"
"It's awesome!" The young girl still had her head back, staring up not at the models of the flying dinosaurs suspended from the high ceiling.
Franky stepped beside the blonde, and put her arm around her.
"She loves it," the brunette said, placing a kiss on Bridget's cheek. "I'm glad we brought her."
"Me too." The older woman smiled up at her.
"Look! Franky, Auntie Bridge, look!" Emily pointed up towards the large skeleton of the T-Rex.
"Yeah, that's Rex from your movie." Bridget rested her hand against the young girl's back.
"No, look! His arm!" She pointed again.
Franky stepped back and to the side a bit, and immediately saw what she was talking about.
"Shit, good eyes, Em!" Resting in the crook of the dinosaur's arm, the brunette spotted what had made Emily so excited. The diamond dinosaur. "See it, Gidge?" She stepped to the side so that the blonde could take her spot, and have the same viewing angle.
"Ooo, very nice! Well done, love!" Bridget looked around. "There's an employee, go tell them where you found it, and get the code word."
The two watched while Emily went over and told the employee where they'd found the dinosaur.
She hurried back and motioned for them to lean down closer. "Pterodactyl," she whispered quietly. "That's the code word."
"Got it." Franky nodded, trying to match the young girl's seriousness.
When they finished up with the last exhibit, they made their way back to the desk where they had checked in when they started. Emily had insisted that she wanted to tell the young man they'd first spoken to, that they'd been successful and found all but five of the regular dinosaurs, all the golden ones, and of course the diamond one.
"Here, let's sit for a minute. We need to unscramble the word for the golden dinosaur prize." Franky took off the small backpack that she'd been carrying with their snacks and water in it, and sat it on the floor between her feet, as she sat down on the bench. "Any ideas?" She held out the booklet so that Emily and Bridget could see it as well.
The young girl shook her head.
"Do you think it might be the name of a dinosaur?" The blonde thought she may have worked it out, but she wanted Emily to be the one to come up with it.
"Maybe it's one that's on your pyjamas?" Franky prompted when the young girl remained quiet. "Let's go through those ones. List them off."
"Velociraptor" Emily shook her head. "No 'V'. It's not Tyrannosaurus Rex; no 'X'."
"Okay so that's two off the list. What were the other ones?" Bridget looked at the brunette and gave her a small smile while the young girl thought about her answer.
"Triceratops. T...R...I...there's no 'I'." She studied the letters again. "Stegosaurus? S-T-E-G-O-S-A-U-R-U-S. Stegosaurus!"
"Excellent, bub!. Let's go get your prizes." Franky stood, and picked up her backpack, then followed Emily to the desk.
"We found them!" The young girl placed the booklet onto the desk.
"You found them all? No way!" It was rare that people found all of them, so the young man was surprised that they'd done it in a fairly short time.
"All but five of the regular ones!" Emily bounced on her feet.
"Wow! Okay, let's have a look." He began flipping through the pages. "Very nice! Oh, you've got the golden word right. So that means…" He disappeared behind the desk for a second. "You get the activity pack. There's some books, a coloring book, activity sheets, stickers, fact cards, little toy dinosaurs. Lots of cool stuff!"
"Thanks!" The young girl took the prize pack from him. "I know the diamond word too."
"Are you sure?" He gave her a skeptical look.
"Yeah!" Emily nodded. "It's pterodactyl."
"Nice! Well in that case, I have something very special." He reached under the counter again. "I have a gift card to the shop here worth seventy-five dollars, plus a family pass good for five people, unlimited visits for a whole year!"
"Can we go to the shop?" The young girl asked the two women.
"Yeah, sure!" Franky no sooner had the words out of her mouth, and Emily was on her way across the lobby. "Thanks for playing along with her." She gave the young man a smile.
"My pleasure." He returned her smile. "Oh, here." He handed her back the booklet. "Keep it for a souvenir."
"Thanks." She tucked it into her bag as she and Bridget followed behind Emily.
"That thing is huge," the brunette said as they walked through the parking lot to Bridget's car.
Emily had chosen a stuffed T-Rex toy, that was so large, she had to make an effort to look around it to see where she was going.
"It is." Bridget gave a small laugh. "But she loves it."
"Next time we go, can we bring Shayne?" the young girl asked from the back seat of the car on the drive home.
"Shayne?" Franky was confused as to why she'd bring him up.
"Yeah, the guy on your team. He seemed nice. Can he come with us next time?" She watched the brunette, waiting for an answer.
"Uh, Shayne probably has his own friends that he does things with, bub." Franky did want to keep in touch with the young man she'd met on the show, even though she'd jokingly told him she didn't. But so much had happened since she'd left that she hadn't made contact with him yet, and she wasn't sure his idea of fun would be hanging out with them at a museum.
"Oh." Emily went back to looking at her prize pack.
"I have something to tell you before I read you a story," Bridget said as she sat down in the chair beside Emily's bed. "Franky's birthday is next week. I'd like to do something nice for her, and I thought you might like to get her a present or a card."
The young girl was quiet for a moment. "Can I make something for her?"
"Yeah, of course." The blonde wondered what her niece had in mind. "Do you need me to buy anything for it?"
"No." Emily gave her a smile. "Can we look at these instead of a story tonight?" She held out the flashcards that had been in her prize pack from the museum.
"I'm not sure those will help you relax and fall asleep." Bridget took them, and placed them on the bedside table. "Let's do the story tonight, then we can look at those tomorrow, okay?"
Emily had agreed to the story, but the whole time the blonde was reading, she could see the young girl glancing at the cards on the table. When she came to the end of the story, she put the book back on the shelf.
"Goodnight, love." Bridget gave her a kiss on the forehead, and turned off the small lamp beside her bed. She was almost out the door when she saw, out of the corner of her eye, Emily reach for the cards.
The blonde turned, and went back toward the bed.
"I'm going to take these with me for tonight. We can all look at them tomorrow." She sensed that the young girl was about to protest, so she quickly gave her another kiss on the cheek, and made her way out.
Bridget came into the bedroom, and set the stack of flashcards on the dresser before she climbed into bed beside the brunette.
"I had to take those, or I think she would have stayed up all night looking at them," the blonde said in response to Franky's questioning look. Emily had been quoting facts from the cards ever since they'd gotten home, so it didn't surprise Bridget that she'd tried to take them to bed with her.
"I'm glad she had fun today. I did, too," the brunette said, placing a soft kiss on the older woman's lips.
"Me too." Bridget smiled at her. "I was thinking about what Em asked earlier. You know, maybe it would be nice to ask Shayne if he'd like to do something with us. You guys really bonded on the show." She could tell that it had helped Franky a lot to have his friendship while they were filming.
"I don't know, Gidge. He's pretty young. He definitely has his own stuff going on." Franky knew though that the blonde was right that they had formed a relationship that she didn't want to lose.
"You told me once that he reminded you a lot of yourself when you were his age," she said quietly.
"Yeah, he does." The brunette sighed as she felt Bridget rub her back.
"And what did you have that he doesn't?" The blonde wanted Franky to put the pieces together for herself.
"Liz." The younger woman settled in against Bridget. "Fine. I'll get in touch with him."
"I love you," the blonde said, pulling her closer.
"I love you, too, babe," she mumbled against the older woman's shoulder.