A/N: I just can't win in life, can I? Anyway, hope you all enjoy this chapter.

After offering to stay behind to clean up after the art class so Abbie could go home to her wife, Serena finishes cleaning the last of the paint brushes before she deems herself done for the night. Packing up her things, she gives everything another once over before she takes the key and locks up.

Pulling her jacket tighter around herself, she can't shake the nagging feeling in the pit of her stomach that she is being watched, though she knows that such a thing probably isn't true. However, just to make sure, she checks around her surroundings only to find herself alone, save for the few people walking the streets.

Sure, she could have called a cab, but her apartment is all within walking distance and she really doesn't need to be spending the high abomination that is cab fare for all of a few blocks. She's been managing the walk every now and then on the time where she declined Abbie's ride home, but every time she walked she just can't help the tinge that travels down her neck.

As she gets about midway to her apartment, Serena swears she hears someone call out to her and she feels like she recognizes the voice. Her heart beings pounding heavily in her chest as she begins walking faster, a walk that soon turns into a jog and a jog that soon turns into a sprint.

Reaching her apartment, the petrified blonde storms through the door, taking care to lock each and every one of the numerous looks on her door. Making sure to double check the door locks and the locks on the windows, Serena makes sure to turn on the necessary amount of lighting around her house before she picks up a baseball bat and slowly heads to her bedroom, planning to use it as extra security to the revolver in her end table should the situation prove necessary.

"Abbie I wish you would tell me what my surprise is. You know I'm not too good with surprises." Alex practically whines as she finishes slipping her last earring through her ear. All she knows about whatever surprise this is, is that Abbie told her that they would have to dress nice. If she's being completely honest with herself, deep down, she's kind of afraid to see what Abbie's definition of nice is. Or maybe she already knows and she's now unconsciously comparing her wife to the style of another.

Abbie steps into the living room with both of their coats draped over her arm and a wide smile on her face. "You sure are persistent when it comes to ruining surprises." She chuckles as she helps her wife into her coat just before they leave for what she has already dubbed to be their special evening.

"That's right." Alex quips back, her smile widening as they get into the car. "So, will you tell me where we're going?"

"I don't know Alex, I really don't want to ruin the surprise."

"Pretty please?"

Abbie winces at Alex's ultimate secret weapon; the puppy dog stare. The ultimate puppy dog stare that breaks every single resolve that she has and it practically turns her mind to mush, ultimately resulting in the blonde getting whatever she wants. It's not a look that has failed yet in their time of knowing each other.

"Oh alright. If you really must ruin the surprise. I'm taking you to Angelo's."

Alex's face falls immediately for a split second before she smiles once again, only this time it is much more forced and nervous and all she can do is hope that her wife doesn't pick up on it. "Abbie I…what? How…how are we going to Angelo's?"

Abbie simply shrugs as she turns her attention back to the road. "I…I found a way. I really wanted to make up for everything that's happened lately and well…I thought I could start by taking you out to a place that you really wanted to go. I haven't really been able to take you out to a nice dinner so I thought this would be a good chance to do so. Please let's…let's just enjoy this evening."

Twenty minutes later, Alex feels as if the forces of nature are out to taunt her as she finds herself sitting at the very same table that she sat at when she came to Angelo's with Casey. The thought brings up a sickening feeling of pleasure and guilt that she forces herself to will away as she realizes that Abbie is still talking about something and has been talking since probably the past ten minutes or so; Alex has only been listening for three.

"Alex?" Abbie pauses when she realizes that the blonde hasn't said anything for the better part of ten minutes. "Are you okay? You've been staring at the table for quite a while…"

"Oh, no, I'm fine." Alex responds, shaking her head before she narrows her eyes and folds her hands in her lap. "Actually…Abbie…I appreciate this, I really do, but where did you ever get the money to pay for all of this? I mean, there was no way either of us could afford to come here at the given time right."

Abbie blushes as she absentmindedly begins rubbing at the back of her neck. "I know…I just…I really wanted to take you somewhere special." She murmurs, sighing heavily when Alex gives her a look that silently tells her she still wishes to know how she managed to get the money. "I asked Kim for the money alright. I didn't…I didn't feel good about it, but I knew if I was ever going to have enough to bring you here that I would have to get it from somewhere."

"Abbie…"

"I know, I know…and believe me, she wasn't thrilled about it either, but I need to get it from somewhere Alex."

Closing her mouth, Alex nods her head as her facial expressions show that she truly isn't upset or anything, she's just thoroughly surprised that Abbie would swallow her pride long enough to borrow money; and from Kim of all people.

"Abbie, there's something I need to talk to you about." Alex says once their food arrives and they settle into a comfortable eating silence. She struggles to find words for a brief moment before she just decides to come out with it. "I'm going out of town for a little while…"

"What?" Abbie responds, tilting her head in ultimate curiosity.

"Liz is sending me out of town to help one of her broker's with a business deal. I may be gone for only a week or so. It shouldn't be too long. I just…I just thought you should know ahead of time."

"I understand." Abbie nods with a smile as she reaches across the table and takes her wife's hand. "I understand that you have to work, and I understand that your work is a stepping stone for you to become a marriage counselor. I think when you finally do become a marriage counselor, you'll be the best one this city has ever seen. And when you're famous for helping people, I'll be able to say 'you see that woman? Helping change people's lives, that's my wife."

"Yeah…" Alex nods, a sad smile crossing her lips as Abbie places a gentle kiss to the back of her hand while guilt covers her like a cocoon.

Later that night at home, Alex is in the shower preparing for bed. She continues to wash her hair, she feels the shower open and she thinks nothing of it when arms slowly slide around her waist. Subconsciously, she closes her eyes, and leans back into the embrace while hands gently caress the lower parts of her stomach, and lips slowly begin placing gentle, lingering kisses to the side of her neck.

"Oh god…" she murmurs, a surge of wetness immediately springing to her center as she recalls the nights spent in Casey's bathroom. Lit candles, scented bubble bath, warm water, bodies moving in sync with one another; it's all enough to make her want to cum right then and there. "Please…"

The hand slowly moves down her wet stomach and fingers slip through her damp folds, causing her to groan in response. While those skilled lips she loves so much work on her neck, those blessed fingers rub gentle circles around her clit, causing her to jerk against them with need. "Please. More."

Complying to the whimpered request, said fingers then continue to descend until they slip into her only to be met with a slick wetness that has nothing to do with the shower. Her inner walls clench around the digits, pulling them in as she automatically begins thrusting against the fingers, trying to gain her released.

With her eyes screwed shut, Alex drops her head back against her lover's shoulder and her mouth falls open as the fingers begin to pump in and out of her at a pleasurable pace. "Yes!" she half screams half hisses as each thrust seems to become deeper and deeper. "Please, yes, I'm so close."

When she reaches her climax, Alex lets out a scream that is probably going to rouse the neighbors. Her walls convulse repeatedly as the fingers come to a much slower place, milking every last second of her orgasm. A breath escapes her lips and her lover's name is about to fall from her lips when a voice speaks, causing the words to die on her lips.

"I don't think I've ever heard you scream like that before." Abbie purse huskily, leaning in to where she pulls her wife's earlobe between her teeth.

Alex's eyes fly open at hearing Abbie's voice and immediately her sense of bliss is once again replaced by guilt. As Abbie continues to hold her close in their shower, she is thankful that the water is pouring down over them, that way the drops of the waters mix unidentifiably with her tears.


Towards the end of the week, Alex finds herself met with another surprise only this time said surprise's owner is much more stable than the last. "I can't believe you've had me on a plane for nearly five hours and you still won't tell me where we're going." She rants, continuing to pace the length of the cabin.

Casey simply smirks; running a hand through her hair as she eagerly watches the blonde pace back and forth like a fearless caged animal. To say that such a sight is a turn on would be a complete understatement. "Well, in my defense, I did keep you busy for three of those five hours."

"That's true." Alex hums, taking a seat next to the redhead when the 'seatbelts on' sign comes on as the plane begins to descend. She leans into Casey, clutching her arm and sighing happily as she rests her head on her shoulder. "I'm really excited you know, about spending this much time with you."

"I know you are." Casey hums in response, gently lifting Alex's chin with her finger before claiming her lips in a deep kiss. A deep kiss that soon escalates but is then soon jostled by the slight bump of the plane toughing down with the ground. "We're here sweetheart."

"Mmm, but now I don't wanna leave." Alex mumbles, wrapping her arms tighter around Casey's neck as she pulls her in closer.

"I know you don't but we have to." Casey replies, smirking when she gives the blonde a last peck on the lips. "But I promise you that there will be plenty of that later."

Huffing, Alex accepts Casey's hand before she straightens out her hair and they exit the plane. Walking out onto the runway, Alex spots a waiting car along with a chauffeur while the pilots set about unloading their luggage.

"Bonjour Mademoiselles," the man with a heavy French accent greats as he gives a half bow to them both. "Welcome, to Paris."

"Merci Monsieur," Casey responds with a polite nod.

Alex on the other hand practically squeals in excitement and practically knocks Casey over with her attack hug. "Oh my god, I can't believe you actually flew me to Paris. Casey you…you are the most amazing woman on this earth."

"Anything for you, Mon Ami." Casey purrs as she takes Alex's hand a places a loving kiss to the back of it. "Now come on. Let me show you all the magical things that came happen between two lovers in the City of Love."

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