What do you do when your girlfriend has fallen asleep in your arms and you're wide awake? You hold her of course. That's exactly what Rosie was doing. It was the wee hours of the morning. The sun was just starting to rise. A cast of pale blue light was shining in through the window.

Rosie had dozed off not too long after Tanya did, but she did wake up before her. Rosie would've liked to move to sleep in a more comfortable position but seeing Tanya asleep and innocent looking was too good a view to miss. A sleeping Tanya was the only type of Tanya that wasn't being a 'mischievous ass' as Rosie liked to call her. Rosie must've really worn her out because she didn't even flinch when Rosie sneezed.

Tanya had fallen asleep soon after Rosie made love to her. When she woke up she was wrapped up in warm arms with her head resting in the crook of Rosie's neck. Rosie found the feeling of her breaths so adorable. The way it tickled her skin made her heart ache to somehow express to Tanya how much she adored her.

Tanya let out a soft sound, not entirely sure how to form words since she had just woken up. "Rosie." She mumbled against her skin. Her lips brushed over the sensitive skin of her neck and Rosie's breath hitched. "That was amazing." She paused between each word to press kisses to her neck.

"Are you up for another round?" Tanya asked, breath hot on Rosie's neck. It drove her wild in the best way.

"Make love to me." Rosie replied.

Rosie was sitting up in bed watching Tanya sleep. They had made love for the second time that night/morning and Tanya had fallen asleep -again- quickly after. Rosie was admiring her features. Her face looked so soft and relaxed when she was asleep. Usually she held so much tension in her face, afraid to show the tiniest emotion. Her eyes wandered down to her lips, sighing softly, wishing she could kiss them. They were so soft and perfect. She loved the way Tanya's natural beauty was so exclusive to her. She was simply amazing and Rosie couldn't get over it. Her thoughts were interrupted by a low groan.

"Quit staring. It's waking me up." Tanya complained.

"I thought you didn't mind my staring."

"When I'm awake it's okay. I'm very not awake right now so please-" before she could finish Rosie had leaned down to press their lips together.

"Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?" She cheered as if they hadn't been talking before now.

Tanya felt the kiss lingering on her lips and it made her crave more. She slowly sat up and lazily pressed her lips to Rosie's. She missed a whole corner of her mouth but it was good enough for her.

Rosie giggled. "Wanna try that again?"

"Of course." Tanya mumbled. She still had her eyes closed from the last kiss. She tried again and melted when she had successfully kissed her girlfriend. She flopped face first onto the mattress rather dramatically and waited for sleep to take over again.

Rosie sighed as she watched her. She rubbed a hand over her bare back. She traced a finger down her spine before lightly scratching around her back. She knew Tanya liked that a lot. The first time she did it she heard Tanya purr. It was unusual but Rosie really liked it and had been trying to get her to do it again ever since. She took her nail and let it drag down her spine. She saw goosebumps rise on Tanya's skin.

Tanya let out a soft sound. "Don't tease me. It's too early."

Rosie retracted her hand and chuckled when Tanya whined. Sleepy Tanya was her favorite Tanya. She was just so pure. She was her truest self and not the cocky, hardass she portrays.

"I didn't say to stop." She lifted her head up to look at Rosie with a softest pout. Her messy hair was all over the place and Rosie lost her breath at the sight.

"Even with messy hair you're the cutest thing I've ever seen."

"I'm not cute. I'm hot." Tanya grumbled, mostly because sleep had made her voice thick.

Rosie rolled her eyes. "You're so endearing when you're half asleep." Sarcasm was dripping from her voice. "Your bed head is really cute."

"I know."

"We need to get up, love. It's almost noon and we have a show to get ready for."

"Rosie, I know we have this conversation a lot but you're staring at me."

"Do you see yourself right now? Who wouldn't stare at you?" Rosie looked down at Tanya who was on her back on the floor stretching her leg. She had seen her do this a handful of times but it always amazed her.

"Donna, you can push harder." Tanya instructed. Donna was kneeling next to her and guiding Tanya's leg up and by her head. Donna held onto her thigh and pushed down to help her stretch.

"I'm afraid of your hip popping again." The blonde admitted.

"If it does we'll just pop it back into place." Tanya said, like it was nothing.

"You only have one good leg. We can't risk hurting it."

"Wasn't it you that said all you need in Hollywood is one good leg?" Rosie asked.

"It was. It's not my fault I shattered my knee cap when we were younger." Tanya shrugged.

"It was entirely your fault. No one told you to dance like that on the bar." Donna countered.

"We were performing Mamma Mia. We danced on the bar every night. How was I supposed to know someone spilt beer right where I was standing? I think it was sabotage."

"Sabotage?" Rosie laughed.

"Yes, sabotage. I'm lucky I didn't break my talent."

There was a moment of silence before Donna and Rosie burst into laughter over Tanya's words. The best part was that she was completely serious about it.

"You really do have it all don't you?" Rosie teased.

"Now that I have you I do." Tanya smiled at her and threw her a wink.

Rosie faltered, clearly taken off guard by this flirty statement.

Donna could be heard high-fiving Tanya and laughing at Rosie's reaction.

"Rosie?" Donna called. She couldn't say she was surprised by Rosie's reaction. As dramatic as it was it was most definitely normal for Rosie to be head over heels for whichever person her heart chose. Tanya could've said anything and Rosie would've melted on the spot.

"Hm?" Rosie answered, with red cheeks.

"Where'd you go just now?"

"You don't wanna know but I'm sure Tanya does." Before Tanya could question it, Rosie bent down to Tanya's level and whispered something in her ear.

Tanya let out an intrigued hum and nodded. "I like the way you think."

"I heard that!" Donna exclaimed. "That's filthy, but you'll need this leg stretched if you're planning on doing all that in one night."

All three Dynamos shrieked with laughter.

Tanya popped out from under the blankets as Rosie was struggling to breathe normally again. "How was it?" Tanya asked. She knew it was good if Rosie's lack of breath was any indication.

Rosie just nodded as a response. "Amazing." She finally said after a long moment. "Perfect, really." She added. She placed a hand in Tanya's messy hair to smooth it down. She ruffled her bangs and put them back in place to frame her beautiful face.

Tanya grinned and pressed their lips together. Rosie moaned from the taste of herself on Tanya's lips.

"I didn't realize most of our relationship would be spent without clothing." Tanya noted as she pulled the blankets up over her and rested her head on Rosie's shoulder. She reached for one of her hands and intertwined their fingers.

"We're in our honeymoon phase. Clothes are for when we come back to the real world." Rosie replied.

"Speaking of, when we leave Greece where are we going? Are you coming back to New York with me or going home to the UK?" Tanya asked, though her expression wouldn't show it her heart fluttered at the thought of them parting ways.

Rosie took her time answering the question. Tanya resided in the states and Rosie was constantly traveling to promote her book but most often spending time in England. She and Tanya of course got to see each other frequently but it was nothing like when they were younger. When they were young they spent every waking moment together. As they got older those moments became just weeks at a time whenever one decided it was time for a visit. "Why didn't we think of this before we got together?"

Tanya felt her heart jump. Was Rosie starting to regret their relationship? "I guess we were too caught up in the romance to think about the logistics of our relationship."

"I'm not so sure it'll work out with us living in completely different countries."

"Rosie, we've been best friends for ages and have not once doubted that."

"Friendship and relationship are two different words, Tanya. We live in different worlds. I'm promoting my book, you're directing shows and doing business in the city. When will we have time to be a couple?"

"We'll just move in together." Tanya suggested.

"Where? America or England? Do you really want to leave your entire life behind? Or are you asking me to leave mine?"

"I'm not asking you to do anything." Tanya sighed. She stood up and started putting her clothes on.

"What are you doing? We're having a conversation. Are you leaving?"

"I'm getting dressed. I can't take you seriously in a bedsheet." She fumbled with the bra clasp behind her back until she had successfully snapped it on.

Rosie searched for her clothes and started to do the same.

"We could do long distance." Tanya offered.

"I don't like that. I won't be able to see you. I know you would rather have someone near you than be alone."

"Are you saying you don't trust me?"

"I'm not saying that at all, darling."

"You implied it. You don't trust me. You think I'm going to cheat on you."

"I'm not implying anything." Rosie explained. "You have a thirst for attention and if I can't give that to you then-"

Tanya cut her off. "Do you think I'm the same slut I was back in college?" Tanya's voice had softened to a quiet tremor, almost afraid of the answer to her question.

"Tanya, I didn't say that." Rosie sat on the bed and grabbed Tanya by the hands to pull her near.

"Then what are you saying?" Tanya quirked a brow.

"I'm saying that I know you hate long distances. Look at your last two marriages. You hated it. You crave the attention you get from relationships. I can't give that to you." Rosie took in a deep breath.

Tanya let go of her hands and took three steps back. "You don't have to do this."

"Tanya-"

"Just don't say it. If you don't say it then I won't replay it a million times in my head and try to dream of a different outcome." She blinked to keep any emotions away but refrained from closing her eyes. This was a moment she didn't want to be stained into her memories.

"I love-"

"No, don't say that either. Just a fling. Just a fling, nothing more. A Grecian romance that ends as soon as we step into the airport." She said, mostly to herself.

"We can make-"

"You've already expressed to me that this won't work." Tanya's emotionless expression haunted Rosie's aching heart. Nothing on her screamed any particular emotion at all. She was just bare, she looked almost frozen in the moment. Tears were threatening to spill over in her eyes but Tanya wouldn't allow her face to change in the slightest.

"Tanya, please."

"It's okay." Tanya whispered, afraid to speak any louder for fear of sobbing. Her hands shook so she held them together in front of her stomach. She wasn't even sure where the sudden rush of emotion came from. Was it because of how quickly things ended? Tanya was used to flings. She had them often and quite enjoyed them even after they were over. Was it because she could see the sadness in Rosie's eyes? Rosie was surprisingly unreadable. Usually she was bursting at the seams with emotion and expression and the need to share it. This time Rosie wasn't even shedding a tear. Was it because Rosie was the love of her life that she had waited for since 1979? That was the definite answer. Tanya had felt and expressed more love in the week she had been with Rosie than she had ever expressed in any of her marriages.

Rosie knew Tanya was hurting. For some reason it had completely escaped her mind that Tanya could be so emotional about a break up. She sighed as she watched Tanya struggle against the battle in her heart. She should've known. Each time Tanya went through a divorce it was devastating and each time had called for the Dynamos to get together to help her through it. This time though, how could Rosie mend the heart she had broken?

Guilt welled up inside her and bubbled over in a painstaking shard through Rosie's heart. She should've known better than to bring up their kiss. Tanya had admitted so much to her about heartbreak and her true feelings about her and Rosie still chose to fuck with her heart. Had she known she would be watching Tanya battle her emotions she never would've brought it up.

"Go to Donna." Rosie stated. "I can't help you on this one." She cleared her throat. Had she broken the Dynamos?

Tanya didn't have the voice to question Rosie so she just nodded and went off to find her friend. It took her awhile but she eventually found Donna fixing something up in the old goat house.

Donna heard footsteps and turned around. She took in the tall, thin figure and knew it was Tanya. "Hey, T." She greeted. She didn't hear a response so she looked up and as soon as her eyes focused on sad blue ones she knew something was wrong. Her heart sank. "What happened?" She asked, words laced with concern and dipped in worry.

"Rosie," she started. Her words were failing her. "She- we broke- she doesn't want me."

Even though it wasn't Donna's relationship the words still cut through her like a knife. She was always empathetic when it came to her best friends but knowing they had split hurt more than just them. It hurt Donna too. "You broke up?"

Tanya nodded as her face scrunched up. She began to cry. Her shoulders shook as they curved in towards her body. Her hands had started to cover her face but didn't quite make it there.

The part that scared Donna was most was the lack of sound coming from Tanya. She wrapped her arms around her and rubbed a soothing hand over her back. She didn't mind the tears soaking her shirt. She cared more about Tanya's lack of breathing. All she could hear were quick intakes of breath with no release. She could feel her body quivering in her arms.

"Tanya, you've got to breath." She instructed.

In all honesty, Tanya didn't think she would ever breathe again. She had forgotten how. She finally closed her eyes and released a her breath and loud cry rang out in the goat house.

Donna flinched from the sound but at least Tanya was breathing again. She took deep breaths to silently direct Tanya into doing the same. She really didn't know why Tanya was taking it so hard. The relationship had only lasted for a week and a half. Then she remembered the story of how they got together and everything clicked.

Tanya had loved Rosie for twenty years. She pushed everything away thinking it would never happen. Rosie couldn't love her, right? Well, she did. She and Rosie had fallen in love and Tanya had been vulnerable enough to let her feelings be known. As soon as she did she got her heart shattered into a million pieces. Tanya wished she had never told Rosie anything at all.

"This is so stupid." Tanya wept. "Why did I think this would work? Of course it won't. She's perfect and she wants someone who can be near her and I'm just some needy slut-"

"Tanya." Donna interjected. "You and I both know Rosie didn't say those things."

"She didn't have to."

Donna's heart cracked knowing Tanya had heard these words directed at her before. The sting behind them let her know Tanya firmly believed she was worthless. It doesn't matter how much confidence and grace exudes from her. Tanya couldn't shake those words. The very words her second husband had said to her on multiple occasions to make her weak, to knock her down from the pedestal she had created for herself and rightfully deserved. It didn't matter how much Tanya worked through her past. There were still times where it was brought back to her. Verbal abuse had left unseen scars that Tanya worked so hard to keep under wraps.

Donna fell silent, unsure of what to say to her. She squeezed Tanya until the tightest hug she could manage and didn't let go until Tanya had calmed down into soft whimpers and a sniffle here and there. "Let's get you to the house. We'll go the back way."

Tanya nodded and allowed herself to be lead to Donna's bedroom. After about an hour Tanya had finally calmed down enough to stop crying. Her face was tucked under Donna's head. Donna's arms were wrapped securely around her waist and back. They hadn't been in this position since the last divorce; the last time Tanya had her heart broken.

"You can sleep you know." Donna said gently.

Tanya shook her head. Swollen eyes stared off while a red nose was starting to drip. Donna handed her a tissue which Tanya used and tucked into the pocket of Donna's dungarees.

"Thanks." Donna deadpanned.

"Right. Thanks for the tissue." Tanya shook her head, laughing softly at what she just did. It didn't feel great to laugh but it felt a hell of a lot better than crying again.

Donna laughed as well. Tanya was still able to be herself and that was a win in her mind. "You know I hate it when you do that."

"The fact that this occurs often enough for you to say that is hilarious." Tanya laughed and wiped at her eyes. She sat up, head pounding and full of pressure and tension from her previous sobbing. "I didn't think we'd have to go through this again."

Donna nodded. "I always thought when we did this again we'd be celebrating the fifth divorce with a girls' trip like we always planned- Not that I was rooting for a fifth divorce."

Tanya shrugged. "A fifth divorce would make me feel better."

"If you wanna get divorced Bill proposes to everyone when he's drunk and he's still on the island." She smiled at Tanya, praying that would make her laugh.

It did. Tanya giggled at her joke and just the thought of marrying Bill just to divorce him. "Rosie would be so mad if I married Bill. That's like- that's like if Harry and Sam married each other. You would feel so weird."

"I mean yeah. My husband and my ex-lover getting married? That would really suck. Especially since I've only been married for a week."

"Do you think the Dynamos will ever be the same?" Tanya asked. She looked at Donna through damp eyelashes.

"I- that's really between you and her. I can't be caught in the middle of it. Only time will tell. Are you ready to see her and perform with her or do you want to end the Dynamos?"

"End the Dynamos? I always thought the Dynamos would live forever. I can't imagine ending it. The Dynamos wouldn't end over a break up. We would pause for healing and live on."

"Spoken like a true rock chick supremo!" Donna laughed.

"I don't feel like a rock chick right now. I feel like a sad sack of potatoes."

"The good news is that you don't look like one." Donna grinned.

Tanya was pulled out of her thoughts and spoke suddenly. "Donna, what if I'm a lesbian?"

"Okay, what if you are? What does that mean?"

"You don't know what a lesbian is?" Tanya exclaimed.

"I know what a lesbian is, you Sasquatch. What does it mean for you if you're lesbian?"

"It means I've wasted my life on useless dicks when I could've been with so many beautiful women."

"Such a wasted talent. Your impeccable flirting was used on boys when you could've been with so many girls. If I were gay I would have dated you."

"If you were gay we wouldn't have Sophie or her three dads."

"If I were gay you'd be Sophie's fourth dad."

Tanya snorted and started laughing at that. "What the fuck? Are you trying to say something Sheridan?"

Donna shrugged. "I'm just saying, if I had to pick a woman it would be you."

"What about Rosie?"

"Rosie would be a great dad but she's yours."

"Rosie is my dad?"

"Can your plastic surgeon do a brain transplant for you?" She shook her head, both of them laughing at this. "Rosie is yours. She's your person. Fight for her."

"Donna-"

"Tanya do you know who you are? If there's one thing you can do it's kick through the heart ache with that stretchy leg and fight to the death until you get what you want. Now, tell me what do you want?"

"Rosie."