Rosie's stay in Greece hadn't turned out exactly how she pictured it. She pictured it being relaxing with her best friends. She thought she would perform and then hook up with some hot Grecian man who would make her mixed drinks and feed her carbs she didn't need. She really thought it would be an island getaway and that she'd return to her home and start working on another cookbook.

However, her trip took a turn when she and Tanya got together. Rosie had always been curious about her friendship with Tanya. They were closer to each other than they were to Donna but they were close in a different way. Rosie had been thinking about the kiss they shared in their young and crazy days. It wasn't unusual for her to think of the kiss. She thought about it every time she was in Kalokairi. This trip took her back to it because she was sharing a room with Tanya rather than them having separate living spaces. She found herself staring off and wondering if Tanya remembered anything from that day. She felt dumb for wanting to know so badly but she was curious. Tanya had confessed a deep secret to her only to pretend like nothing happened the next day.

In all honesty, Rosie thought Tanya had just been doing it to make her feel better. She thought Tanya lied about the meaning behind the kiss. She thought she was unworthy of the affection. She spent many nights crying about it in her younger years. She often thought back to it each time she was rejected. Her mind told her it was a pity kiss despite how much Tanya insisted she wanted her.

"I've known I was beautiful since I was born. I've also known that you've been beautiful since the day I met you."

"Don't just say what I want to hear. I'm absolutely average looking and you know it."

"I'm not. You want me to tell you that you're average looking. I would never lie to you so I'm telling you exactly how I feel. I think you're amazing and beautiful. You have those beautiful blue eyes that twinkle on stage like little stars. You have the most gorgeous smile. Your nose crinkles when you laugh and it's the cutest thing I've ever seen. Your lips are so pouty and just.." she paused. Her voice softened. "just so kissable." She leaned forwards and Rosie could feel the warmth radiating off her. It made her all warm inside while her heart did back flips in her chest.

Rosie had spent many times wishing Tanya would say those things again. She wished she could feel Tanya's lips on hers again. She longed for the feeling of Tanya hovering over her, wanting her. Rosie mostly yearned for the knowledge of Tanya's feelings. She had never expressed them to her and Rosie had been too terrified to even bring it up.

So, when Tanya pretended that the kiss never happened Rosie was hurt by it. It shattered her to know the most special moment of her life had been thrown away by the person she shared it with. She kept pressing for Tanya to admit to it. She wanted to know that someone actually loved her at some point in her life.

"You wanna know if I meant what I said? Of course I did. I thought you were my soulmate after that and ever since then I've hoped for even the slightest chance of getting to love you again."

"You loved me?"

"Head over heels, baby."

Soulmates. She had been hearing that word from everyone lately. She truly believed that she belonged with Tanya. Tanya had waited for twenty years to love her again. Tanya had fallen for her when she was a young girl and they're still madly in love.

"She's your soulmate."

"She's your person."

"She's meant to be with you. Why else would 20 years not be too long for her to wait? She waited twenty years for you."

"Soulmates!"

Being with Tanya was like a dream to Rosie. It didn't feel real but it felt like everything was in place and she just had to find her place as well.

"Yes, I was in love with you but like I said, you wanted Bill and not me so I gave up on it. I liked you long before I kissed you. For a long time I thought I dreamed it.

She found her place in Tanya. Without Tanya, there's no Rosie. And Rosie knew that without Rosie there's no Tanya. As much as she depended on her, Tanya needed her as well. Tanya needed Rosie like she needed air. Rosie needed to feel needed. That's one thing she loved about Tanya. Tanya was the one person who would never stop loving her.

"When Tanya is in love she loves with her whole heart. You and I both know that. I can feel it radiating off her when she looks at you."

Rosie blushed, feeling her heart flutter from the statement. She knew it was true. She felt it too. "You think so?"

"She's got little blue hearts for eyes when she looks at you."

Everything seemed to fall into place. The love they had aged like a fine wine. A wine that Rosie didn't realize she had made.

"I waited for twenty years and I'll wait another twenty if I have to."

Rosie couldn't believe she almost lost that. She almost lost the person she cared about most. For what? Fear of commitment? Being a little hermit had been her goal for so long. That was when she thought she was unlovable. She felt like everything about her was wrong. She felt she was too much. Tanya thought she was more than enough. She felt right.

"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."

Rosie's breath hitched, remembering when she and Tanya had split. No matter how short lived the break up was it still made her heart ache to remember how much pain she had caused Tanya.

"Tanya, please."

"It's okay."

No matter how heartbroken she was Tanya would always take care of Rosie. Rosie adored that about her. She looked down at the sleeping woman next to her, amazed by her strength. She ran a hand through bangs that were starting to get too long. She thought it was cute when they were that length. Tanya would curl them to see or pin them back. Right now she didn't feel up to putting the effort in. Rosie was fond of the thick hair covering most of her face. Whenever Tanya looked up at her she could see large, adorable eyes staring at her and trying to peek through the bangs. It was especially cute with a sleepy Tanya.

"She's in love. That's who she is. She falls in love so quickly. She thinks she does but she was never actually in love until she fell for you."

Rosie saw Tanya beginning to stir and brushed her bangs back to kiss her forehead. "Good morning, my love."

"It's morning? How long did I sleep?"

"It's still the same morning you fell asleep during." She laughed softly at Tanya's confusion. "You didn't miss anything but breakfast."

"Ugh. I was hoping I could just skip to lunch. I'm not a breakfast person."

"I know you're not. Do you feel like eating?"

"Not really." Tanya mumbled as she settled onto her side. It was hard to do with a massive leg cast.

"Too bad. You have medicine to take and you need food to take it."

"Fuck the medicine." Tanya grumbled into Rosie's shoulder.

"Last time you said that it lasted an hour and ended with you crying because I didn't make you take it." She kissed her hair.

"I was weak then. I was younger."

"That was last night, Tanya."

She hated seeing Tanya in pain. She hated it especially when she could prevent it. Part of her was feeling trapped like she could self destruct at any minute and let Tanya out of the relationship again. She had to keep reminding herself that Tanya really did want her and the broken knee was proof enough.

"This is so fucked up."

"The best romances are fucked up."

"And now Tanya thinks she's fucked up, but I fucked up. I fucked her up. I fucked us up. I fucked with her heart and I fucked with the past when I should've just fucked someone and been fucking done with it but now I'm a fucking mess. I'm fucked."

Yet, the lingering feeling of hopelessness lingered in Rosie's chest. Was she cut out for a long lasting relationship? She had plenty of people like her in the past, some that she had a certain fondness of. Even Bill was one of her loves at one point. However, it never lasted. Being the little hermit became her thing. Being the lone wolf seemed to be her destiny. She suddenly felt anxious. Was this going to work or was she just fucking with Tanya again?

"Tanya, I need you tell me how you feel."

Tanya hadn't been expecting this at all so she furrowed her brows in confusion. "I'm sorry?"

"Tell me how you feel. Tell me if you think I'm worth it." Rosie had shifted away, almost afraid of touching Tanya.

"Of course I think you're worth it. I know you're worth it. I know that I want you and you're the only person for me. What brought this all on?"

"How could you possibly want me? I don't get it. I'm too much." She spoke softly. If she raised her tone she felt as if she may cry. The ache was beginning to settle in her chest.

Tanya felt her stomach churn at Rosie's distress. "You're too much? You're more than enough. You- Rosie, you can't just- Rosie I-." She closed her eyes trying to gather her thoughts.

"See, you can't even think of a good reason. You don't need me. You just want me. What happens when you realize we're better off as friends." Her chest felt like it was on fire when she said that. Had she really just threatened another break up?

"Rosie, I'm on so much medication right now. I can't think as clearly as I usually do." She explained. She rested a hand on Rosie's knee only to watch her move further away.

Rosie felt a lump in her throat. "I don't know if I can commit to you."

"You already have. What are you saying? Rosie, I swear if you break up with me again I'm taking the quickest flight back to the city- leg cast be damned- and I won't look back."

That almost excited Rosie. It was a way out. It was pain. Pain she felt she needed to feel. She had been in bliss for far too long. She smiled although her eyes were more worried than anything. She didn't actually want Tanya to go. She didn't want to break up but she didn't feel like she deserved it either.

This is too much." Rosie sighed.

"Tanya is too much."

"She's too much for you to lose. You can't let her go."

"Rosie! What the hell is wrong with you?" Tanya had been watching her think in silence for the last minute and a half. "What's wrong?" She was now more concerned and less angry with her for wanting to throw her for another loop.

"I just don't know."

"What don't you know?"

"I don't know if I could handle it if you ever decided you didn't want me. Nothing feels permanent. Everything feels temporary. Nothing is real." That ache was growing stronger. The lump in her throat was too big to swallow no matter how much she tried.

Tanya wanted to say 'Rosie, don't do this' but she knew saying such a thing would be toxic to her in this mindset. "I want you. I want you more than anything. Please, let's try. If you feel like you need to be free then I'll let you go but I don't want to."

"Hey, all you need in Hollywood is one good leg right?"

"I need you too."

Rosie took a few deep breaths trying to get a handle on herself and reel in her emotions. "I want this. I want you."

"Then have me."

"You love me." She stated.

"I do." Rosie confirmed. "I love you so much that before you decided to break your knee, I had decided I was going to move to New York to be with you."

"What if I don't want to move to New York?"

"Then don't. Go where your heart wants you to go."

"My heart wants you but my heart lives in England at the moment." Rosie admitted.

"Then stay there." Tanya had figured Rosie wouldn't want to move across the world just to be with her and she was content with that. She had already made her peace with it. "We'll figure it out."

"Long distance."

"That's fine. We'll do long distance and visit whenever we can."

"But I'm staying with you at least until your knee is healed enough for you to walk." Rosie said.

"I can manage on my own." Tanya said with a confident nod.

"I don't trust that. I trust you but not with a broken knee. Let me take care of you."

"Only if you let me take care of you as well."