Close your eyes.

Let me tell you all the reasons why

Think you're one of a kind

"Hey honey" Naya said as she entered the apartment and saw Heather working in the living room in her computer.

"Hi" Heather replied and Naya pecked her lips. She sat on the couch opposite to where Heather was working and relaxed after a hard long day at work.

"Joey and Sophie?" She asked.

"They're already asleep. It's late, Naya" Heather replied flatly.

Naya checked the clock on her phone and saw that it was past 11 o'clock. "Those meetings lasted longer than I expected."

"How did they go?" Heather asked while seeing her computer.

"Ok, I guess" she shrugged.

"Did you come up with a deadline?"

"Umm, no. Not yet."

"Again?" Heather said irritated.

"Well, it's a big decision. We can't rush into anything." Naya replied calmly.

Things between the two had been weird lately and by this point Naya just wanted to avoid a fight. "We? You have been the one who's pushing the deadlines further and further apart" Heather said closing her laptop.

"Yeah, but because I don't know what to do yet" she replied.

"Why can't you decide, Naya. Take this opportunity."

"But I don't want to leave you guys" Naya answered quietly.

"Oh god, again with the same excuse. We've talked about this! I feel like this isn't even about us, it's about you and your career" the blonde alleged.

"It's both, but it's mostly that I don't want to not see you every day."

"Oh Naya please, you're barely even here. All you do is go to films, or shows or dinners with people I don't even know" Heather accused.

"It's my work Heather. You should understand, you once did this."

"Oh are you saying that I don't work now?"

"No, that's not what I meant-"

"Because I do work. And taking care of our kids is work too." Heather interrupted.

"Hemo, I know. I'm not saying that. We used to have periods where you worked and I was here and vice versa. But lately I'm the one who's been working the most" Naya explained herself.

"Well, because work offers don't come to me all the time. And I much rather be here taking care of our kids."

Naya narrowed her eyes and looked at her understanding that tone all too well. "You think that I don't want to be here, don't you?"

"I didn't say that but if you're thinking it like that, it's because of something" Heather said dismissively.

"Oh my god I can't believe this" Naya said losing her patience, "You have no idea how much I miss all of you, while I'm at work or when I'm in a trip. Do you think it's easy? Because it's not".

"It must be pretty hard partying all day" Heather said and looked down afraid she might have said too much.

There was a silence. Naya counted to three in her head trying to avoid a mayor disaster. "I can't keep having the same fight with you, Hemo. I'm getting tired. I won't apologize for what I do, because you of all people understand that I love what I do, but that I don't love what comes with the job. I'm older, and I don't like to party anymore. I'd much rather be here playing a board game with you guys than out trying to be nice to people I don't give two cents for, just because they might help me later."

"Well, you don't seem to be doing a lot to avoid it."

"I just told you, it's my job. What am I supposed to do?" Said Naya raising her voice since she was running out of patience.

"At least try to make decisions of your job, by your own and not put us three in the middle" said Heather standing up from her chair.

"I'm not putting you guys in the middle of anything. And I haven't decided anything because it's pretty damn hard to make a decision concerning our future" said Naya a bit out of breath.

"Why is it so hard? What is there to think about? It's a television show!" Heather gestured with her hands.

"Yes but it's in LA! Across the country from my family." Naya answered standing up as well.

"It's not like you can't travel whenever you want. You have your own damn private plane." Heather paced around.

Naya sighed not really believing what Heather was saying. "What are you even saying? That plane is for the family." Heather remained silent. "What is this even about Heather? Why are you making so big a deal about what we own, or what I do regarding the job? I thought this was about the TV show."

"It is!"

"Then why are you adding all those things?"

By now they were practically shouting and this caused Sophie and Joey to wake up. Sophie went running to Joey's room to find him already awake, obviously because of the fight. When he heard the door open he lifted his head from the pillow and saw who it was. He scooted over and let his little sister climb to his bed.

"They woke you up too, huh?" Sophie just nodded, her bottom lip sticking out. "Come here. It's all alright. Soon they will stop, just as every other night" he sighed and hugged Sophie tighter. It wasn't like they were strangers to marital disputes, but lately it seemed to be increasing in tone and volume. Joey wanted to be strong for his nine year old sister, but he was just twelve after all, what was he supposed to do?

"They've been fighting way too much." Sophie said quietly behind all the yelling.

"Yeah, but they will be all right. They're mama and mommy." Joey replied. But the truth was that he wasn't so sure anymore.

The fight seemed to be getting worse and after a while of just listening to them yell; he noticed that Sophie was crying. "Hey, don't cry" he cooed. "It's all right, it will be over soon. Go to sleep Soph."

"I can't. I don't like the yelling or them fighting, why do we need to listen to it?" The little girl said and wiped her tear stained cheeks with the back of her hand.

Joey looked at her and despite the room's darkness; he could see his sister's blue eyes filled with worry and sadness. "You're right" he said and ran his hand through his dark brown hair. "We don't need to be listening to this." He exhaled thinking about what he had to do, but he had no other option, he couldn't stand to see Sophie like this.

"I'll call Aunt Lea."

Heather remained silent with an upset expression.

"Well?" Naya demanded.

"Because you're losing yourself!" Heather finally gave up.

"What?" Naya asked confused.

"You always told me that I was the one who made your feet stay in the ground, and lately I'm not so sure!"

"How am I losing myself?!" Naya said agitated.

"You're never here! And when you are is like you aren't. You're always working and suddenly you can't even make up your freaking mind on a work decision? No! You can't do this!"

Naya was about to reply when the doorbell rang.

They stopped because it was unexpected and with a really bad timing. Naya exhaled frustrated but went to the door while Heather crossed her arms trying to regain herself. The door was opened and standing there was Lea.

"Lea, what are you doing here?" Naya asked.

"Judging by the screaming, I guess they were right" she said with an annoyed look.

"Who?"

"Your kids" she replied.

"What?"

"We called her" Joey entered the room with Sophie holding his hand. They were dressed and with a backpack on their shoulders.

"What's going on Joe?" Heather asked walking towards them.

"I'm sorry mom, but we're getting tired of this. We understand you have your problems as any other parents do, but why should we suffer through it when we didn't do anything" Joey explained bravely.

"So you called your aunt Lea?" Naya asked trying to get things straight.

"I think it's best if I take them to my house for the weekend, until you get your things settled" Lea joined in. Naya wanted to say something but she knew she was right, their fight was getting out of hand.

"There's nothing to be settled, it was just a fight, we're ok" Heather tried to help.

"You will be, we know, but just right now, as Aunt Lea said, it's better for you to figure things out" Joey said quietly.

"Sophie, why don't you go call the elevator to get your things in the car. It's parked downstairs" Lea said sensing that the sooner they left the better it would be. The tanned skin girl went and hugged her mothers and walked out the door with misty eyes.

Joey started to leave too, when Naya said, "Joe..." But stopped. She and he had always been really close, not that she wasn't with Sophie too, but Joey and her understood each other and were almost always in agreement. She was so disappointed with herself that she had let it come to this. How could they be so careless in seeing that when they fought like that, it was not just about them, it concerned their children too.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I wish it hadn't come up to this, but you're not seeing what your fighting is doing to us. I'm older, but Sophie is just a kid, and heck, I am too. I love you both a lot, but this has got to stop. And until you figure that out on your own, I think it's best if Sophie and I aren't around for a while" he sighed and looked at his moms and then at Lea who nodded making him understand that he should go downstairs too.

"Don't worry about us, we'll be fine with Aunt Lea, Uncle Cory, Jake and Annie" he started walking and turned around, "Bye". And with that he was gone.

Heather ran a hand through her hair not believing what was happening.

"I don't know what the hell is going on with you" Lea said upset. "But do you think I like getting calls at one in the morning from your son, telling me to please come and pick them up because you can't stop fighting? And that Sophie is crying because she doesn't know what to do?"

Heather and Naya's stomach twirled from hearing out what it had caused their kids.

"What's happening to you? You were always so strong and united, and formed this beautiful family. After you guys got back together I thought this would never happen, because you had it all under control, but now I can't see that anymore" Lea crossed her arms. "You've been married for fourteen years. And I understand what being married is like; it's not always a pretty picture. But you make it work, you always do. I don't understand what's going on, but by the looks of it, it's more complicated than I imagined." She stopped to gather her thoughts while Naya changed her weight to her other foot and Heather remained looking down.

"I'm not who to tell you how to solve your problems, but when your son calls me up and asks for my help, I feel like I should do something. They are more than welcome to stay at my house, but remember I have a family too. And as much as I love you both, you need to see that with this fight, you're not only hurting you, but Joey and Sophie as well." She sighed and realized that she should wrap it up because Joey and Sophie were downstairs waiting and it was late. She wanted to get this over with and go back home because otherwise she knew Cory would be worried.

"You two have a relationship that most people envy and love each other with so much passion. And I want you to think about how hard you worked to get to where you are today, and that whatever this fight is about, it's not worth all the pain is causing you and your family. So just please work it out. I promise Cory and I will take care of your kids as if they were ours. And you should do the same and take care of your marriage."

She ended and looked at the two women standing before her and saw that they had nothing to say, so she left and closed the door.

There was silence for a moment which was broken by Naya sitting down on the couch and letting out a breath she didn't know she was keeping.

"What are we doing?" Asked Naya feeling exhausted.

"I don't know" Heather replied barely audible. A moment passed and Heather went to sit on the couch opposite of Naya. Naya stood up and walked to where Heather was and kneeled down so she was looking up at her.

"I don't want to do this anymore. It's killing me that it's causing Joey and Sophie so much pain, but even worse that I didn't even realize it." Heather scoffed and Naya decided to let it go. "I know you think, that I'm never here. And I accept that I should be less absent, but you can't tell me that I don't care about my kids or that I don't pay attention to what goes around them."

"Oh really?" Heather asked "When was the last time you went to a teacher parent conference? Or that you went to a dance lesson with Sophie. You missed Joey's piano recital, because you were working, and I knew- I knew how disappointed he was. But that he didn't say anything because he's just like you, he keeps it all bottled up."

Naya stood up when she didn't feel her legs and paced around feeling even worse.

"You're never here. And when you are, you have your head somewhere else. When was the last time you took a day off? Or that we went on vacation all together?"

"Well what do you want me to do?" Naya lost her patience, "You want me to stop working all together?"

"Don't be stupid Naya" Heather said reacting to Naya's change of volume. "Of course I'm not saying that."

"Then I don't get what do you want me to do!" Naya said throwing her hands up in the air in frustration.

"To be here with us, with me. But to be really here!" Heather's voice rose.

Here's to you

The one that always pulls us through

You always do what you gotta do

You're one of a kind

Thank god you're mine

Naya understood something suddenly. "You don't want me to go."

"Of course I don't want you to go! God!" Heather yelled after Naya's comment.

"Then why did you tell me otherwise?"

"Because you don't get anything anymore! You think that I want to wake up every day alone, and only see you on weekends? Do you think that I want to handle everything on my own when you're gone?" Heather breathed heavily. "Of course not! Naya, you're my wife and I love you more than anything!" The next part she said it much more softer, "But, it's your job and I get that you need to take certain opportunities to make your career grow. But of course I don't like it."

"Then why didn't you say anything?" Naya said kindly rushing to her side when she saw Hemo had tears in her eyes. "All I needed was for you to say something and I'll say no."

"But that's not the point." The blonde said and wiped the wetness of her cheeks with her fingers. "I can't tell you to not go. You need to decide it on your own, if you want to go or not. It's your career."

"But it's our future. And you're my family" said Naya persistently.

You're an angel dressed in armor

You're the fear in every fight

You're my life and my safe harbor

When the sun sets every night

And if my love is blind I don't wanna see the light

Heather took a deep breath and sniffled because she felt that this was going nowhere. "Look, Naya, if you don't know by now what your answer should be, then I don't know how to help you."

Naya felt that Heather was changing her mind way too much and she was trying to be patient but she was pretty sure that very soon she would not be able to.

"Well I don't know! Ok?! I don't know! And I can't possible take even the time to think because every time I come here with the intention of talking about it, you act like this! And it's so frustrating Heather! We can't talk about anything anymore because you always get so damn defensive and take everything so personal! And I try to be patient, I really do, but I can't all the time if you don't cooperate with me!" Naya said out of breath and slowly regretting her words, especially after Heather's silence and stare. She knew what was coming; they had fought too many times over the years to not know what was coming. After every silence came the outburst.

"Oh you did not just do that" Heather said through gritted teeth. "Now it's all my fault! Of course that's what you would think! Oh god, the frustrating one is you! How the hell do you expect me to have a conversation with you if you never start it and if you do it's freaking three in the morning because that's the least late you arrive every day!"

Naya stood up from her chair and paced around, her hand running through her hair.

"When will you get that this isn't about me, or the kids even. It's about you! And the fact that you're not capable of deciding anything for yourself! What damn difference does it make if I help you decide, you will still turn around and do whatever you like!"

Naya stepped in but was interrupted, "That's why I'm asking you-".

"When have I ever interfered with what you decide at work! It's a TV show! Just take the damn offer and let's be done with this!"

"What do you want from me!" Naya yelled louder than before. "Nothing that I do, agrees with you! If you do not want me to go, just say it! And I'll make the call, but stop sending me mixed signals!"

Naya took a breath and laughed awkwardly, "This isn't about the job anymore, and the problem is that, I don't even know what it is about."

It's your beauty that betrays you

Your smile gives you away

Cause you're made of strength and mercy

And my soul is yours to save

I know this much is true

When my world was dark and blue

I know the only one who rescued me was you

Heather stared at the floor and after a minute she said, "It's about our marriage falling apart".

Her words echoed in the room and it seemed that no matter how much time passed they still lingered.

"You don't mean that." Naya whispered scared.

"Sadly, I do" Hemo said emotionless. "We used to work, Naya, you used to come home from work and I would light up because I had missed you so much. But now... if I even have the chance to be awake when you come home, it's all so...ordinary" Heather sighed looking for the right word.

Naya tried holding back the tears that were threatening to leave her eyes. "I can't believe you're saying this. It hasn't been paradise lately, but we're not falling apart" Naya shook her head trying to convince herself more.

"Oh we aren't?" Hemo asked. "When was the last time we had a deep conversation, or that we just stayed talking all night? When was the last time we talked about anything other than the kids going to the doctor or about what after school classes they should take?" Naya remained silent. "When was the last time we did anything other than the kiss you give me when you come home from work? We haven't done anything for months, Naya. Our conversations are boring, there's no passion left, or intimacy, just, fondness."

"Fondness?!" Naya asked agitated, "You speak like if the only thing you felt for me was puppy love".

"Well, that's how it feels sometimes."

Naya shook her head in disbelief, "What are you even talking about?! I'm the love of your life, Heather! Your wife!"

"Love isn't forever, Naya" Heather replied simply. Naya couldn't believe that just a minute ago, she was telling her that she didn't want her to go because she loved her, and now, here she was, saying that love wasn't forever.

"It is with us! Of course we don't feel like when we were twenty-six, but it's part of growing up, the passion decreases but the love persists." Naya stared at Heather trying to find an explication to why she was feeling like this, but she couldn't figure it out.

"I'm not sure it is enough, Naya. Marriage, it's not for everyone" she said quietly.

She felt her chest tighten and the brunette realized that she was terrified. "You promised to love me forever and that you would spend the rest of your life with me! You promised it in your vows!" Naya shouted more accusatory than she intended.

"You promised that you would never make me feel lonely again, and yet here we are. For years now, I've felt lonely. You're here, but you're not with me, and I'm getting tired of it" Heather shot back leaving Naya quiet for a few seconds.

"Are you- are you saying that you're leaving me?" Naya said her voice sounding like it was breaking into a million pieces. She couldn't understand how everything had got to this point, she was starting to relive those moments years ago when they had broken up. But Heather couldn't seriously be thinking it, she couldn't, they were married. They had kids.

Close your eyes,

Let me tell you all the reasons why

You'll never gonna have to cry

Because you're one of a kind

Yeah, here's to you

The one that always pulls us through

You always do what you gotta do, baby

Because you're one of a kind

Heather closed her eyes, because if truth be told, she didn't know what she was doing. Of course she didn't want to leave Naya, Sophie and Joey were on the line too. They were older; there were other implications to consider. But she felt so hopeless, so out of love. She used to remember the way Naya looked at her, as if she was the only good thing in the world, and now her gaze was always so distant. She missed her. She missed feeling light headed because of the way Naya was kissing her. She missed feeling that rush of excitement whenever she heard keys dangling in the hall, because she was home and would watch a movie with the kids and her, all tangled up in a blanket in the couch. And later, when the kids were asleep, she would make her feel like no one else ever did. She missed Naya's tired eyes just a few inches from her face, her fingers tracing her skin, running through her hair, her whisper being so quiet due to pure exhaustion, telling her how beautiful she was and how much she loved her. She would say goodnight and drift off to sleep with a small smile on her mouth, and Heather would just look at her thinking how lucky she was, until she herself fell asleep too. And now, Naya would say goodnight, turn the light off and fall asleep, her back facing Heather.

Of course she still loved her, but was love enough to keep a marriage alive? Was it even still love, or just the faded feeling of love? That with the passing of time became just a routine. "I'm not saying anything, but maybe we should consider thinking where are we going, if it is worth it." Heather replied her thumb and middle finger rubbing over her temples.

"If our marriage is worth it?!" Naya asked outraged. "Of course it is worth it! Heather, what are you even saying?!" Naya paced around feeling sick to her stomach. "I know that this fight has been the worst one yet, but you can't be serious! You can't just walk away!"

Heather's face rose from her hands and she suddenly gained a little perspective. Maybe that was it; maybe she needed to walk away for a while. "We need to cool off, spend some time apart" she said standing up from the couch.

"No. We are finishing this now!" Naya said angry.

"I don't think that's a good idea, if we stay here we will just keep fighting, we need to stay apart for a while, gain perspective, alone."

"You leave now, you'll leave forever, and I am not going to let you do that!" Naya shouted frustrated.

But Heather had already made up her mind. She was walking towards the coat closet and putting on her jacket. "We need to think things, and we can't do that fighting" Heather stubbornly said.

"No! You're not going to do this again! I may have gotten scared before when things got serious, but all your life you run away from fights because you can't deal with them!"

Naya's mind drifted to seventeen years before; she was standing in the living room, her eyes burning from all the tears.

I thought I meant more to you, I thought you loved me, I thought you had the guts to fight for us. But I see now that you don't.

The words echoed in her mind as she remembered the exact same thing she had said that night. When she had said she loved her for the first time, and Heather, had walked away to be with Taylor. Seventeen years had passed but the feelings were the same. And the attitudes and actions were also the same.

Heather stopped because she obviously knew what she was talking about. "I run away from fights, but you ran away from me, for good" Heather said with her back against Naya.

"I'm not running. I swore to you that I would never do that again, and I keep my promises."

Heather nodded dismissively. "I think it's too late for that."

"It's not. We can work this out."

"Some things aren't meant to last forever."

Despite Naya's blinding fear that Heather was being serious, she knew she had to fight for this, for them.

"We are." She said firmly and grabbed Heather's wrist and made her turn around.

"Naya stop." Heather said in a voice that suggested she was almost begging.

"No Heather, I won't. I love you and I'm sorry if I haven't been the best wife, the wife I promised you I was going to be. But this, you and I, can't be forgotten that easily."

Heather was now sobbing because she didn't know what to do and she was scared. "Don't- don't give up on us. I now you are not a quitter, you're a fighter, Heather. Fight for us. Let's make it work" Naya said firmly despite the tears that were running down her face.

"I can't Naya, you've hurt me too many times, and I can't do this anymore" Heather cried.

"We can move past this, we can-"

"No, let me go, Naya, please. Let me go" Heather said desperately and managed to get her wrist out of Naya's grip and turned towards the door again but this time opening it and walking out.

Naya froze because she couldn't believe that she was losing Heather again. Not after all the heartache and all the hard work they had done to fix them, to get to where they were today. She felt like when she had said no to her, she felt to powerless, so useless because she couldn't fix Heather's broken heart, even though she was the reason. But she had let her go once, and she was not going to do that again.

Heather walked out and felt the cold rain start to hit her body. She had managed to get down the elevator and out into the street while Naya remained frozen. She was having a myriad of emotions and flashbacks because it all felt like they had been there before. The look in Naya's face and the pleading in her voice was the same as when she had run off to Taylor and left her alone. She accepted that she should have stayed that time, but her heart wasn't broken like at that moment. The feeling of wanting to throw up because not even her body was strong enough to hold on to the pain. The not knowing what to do, but run away from it, felt all too familiar from that December night at the beach where she had discovered that her heart could be shattered into pieces.

She kept walking not knowing what to do and wishing that the cold rain would wash her tears and pain away. She couldn't do it anymore, she needed to breathe.

"Heather, stop!"

When your love pulls down on me

I know I'm finally free

So I tell you gratefully

Every single beat in my heart

Is yours to keep

She froze hearing her voice.

"Heather, please, please stop." Naya walked out and got immediately soaked from the pouring rain.

"Don't go. I need you. Sophie and Joey need you. I can't live without you. I tried once, and I couldn't. I was not made to be separated from you. And I know that you feel like you need to run away because frankly, I haven't given you any reasons to stay. But I love you, more than anyone else will ever love you. I need you more than I need the air to breathe. I-" Naya stopped not being able to express all her emotions.

"You can't just say things and expect me to stay!" Heather shouted turning around. "You haven't been my wife for how long, and now you just expect me to be okay with all of it, just because you love me? No! You can't do that!"

Heather continued crying even if the rain was so hard that there wasn't a limit between tears and rain drops. "It's been too long, and I can't take it anymore. Maybe you should just take the TV show offer and let us have time apart."

"I don't want that" Naya shook her head. "Can't you see that I can't thrive if I'm not with you? Can't you see that I love doing what I do, because I met you doing it? Can't you see that my life has no purpose, no drive if I'm not with you? I'm nothing without you. And I accept that I forgot that, but I will never forget that I love you above everything, that you are my happiness, my meaning, my goals, my whole being."

Naya inhaled rapidly, trying to catch her breath. "You are the reason why I exist, and even a fight like this one, can't erase the fact that there is no place for me other than by your side."

Heather was sobbing and was having a hard time catching her breath. "Then where were you all this time? When I needed you. You weren't here!"

"I was lost. You weren't wrong when you said that I was losing myself." She took a step towards Heather. "I was losing you. And that means that I was losing myself too. I took for granted that you were my wife and that you'll always be there, and I didn't realize how much pain my distance was causing you. I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry."

"Sorry isn't enough! Words mean nothing anymore! How can I know that we won't go back to the same, to this unhappiness and empty feeling. Words are just meant to be broken promises!" Heather shouted, her hand brushing back her soaked hair.

"Because we'll work together. Together we will fix our problems and never fall back into how it's become." Naya kept reaching out for the blonde but his time Heather wasn't taking steps back.

"I can't keep having to tell you that it's rough or that I'm lonely for you to realize it! I'm tired Naya."

"Heather, baby, I need you. I need you more than anything because you're my everything, and I know this is not over. I know how much you love me and I also know how much I've screwed up, how much we've screwed up. But it's no one's fault. Not anymore, no. I promise that we will never have to be in this situation again. I've loved you for 19 years and I'm not going to stop, ever" Naya said with sincerity.

Heather sobbed because no matter how much Naya managed to hurt her, she could also make her stronger walls come crashing down. "Naya- I-" Heather stuttered from all the crying.

"Don't say anything, shh. Just give me another chance, give us a chance. I know you have given me many, and that I have abused this, but, as you know, I only realize how much I need things once they are gone. And with you, it was the same. I let you go when I should have stayed and I tried to convince myself that I didn't need you, but I couldn't." Heather gasped for air as her crying was turning into uncontrollable.

"Because I love you. As simple as that. And I always try to make things complicated, but when it comes to you, it's all so simple. I love you. I shouldn't have turned to this, but Heather, you need to tell me when I'm losing myself, you're the only person I listen to. And I know I should have figured it out on my own, but I need you to tell me when I'm letting you down, because I never, ever want to do that." Naya was now just a step away from Heather, and despite the blinding rain, she could see how mortified she was. She reached over and took her hand, and was actually surprised when Heather didn't recoil.

So close your eyes

Let me tell you all the reasons why

You'll never gonna have to cry, baby

Because you're one of a kind

"Can't you see that no matter how much I want to run away, I can't? Because it's you, you drag me in like a magnet. And because no matter how much you always hurt me and that my head tells me to learn from my mistakes, my heart needs you, because I love you in a way that it shouldn't be possible. I thought my life was turning into a routine because you just didn't care anymore, but here we are, with so much drama that it doesn't look like anything is normal anymore" Heather said with a sad chuckle.

"It's you and me, and that doesn't break apart so easily. Nonetheless, you keep pushing it, and I don't know- I don't know if the chord will be able to resist another pull. You managed to make me believe that you don't care enough, and when I say to you that maybe we should spend some time apart, you show me you care. And make me see that our love is too intense for our own good." She sighed while Naya looked at her intently, not even bothering to wipe her tears because at this point she didn't know if it was the rain or her feelings.

"Naya, I've spent 17 years by your side, even when we broke up I was with you. And in that time I haven't been able to understand you. To understand why you seem to care and be able to show that you do, but then become so distant after being years together. How come you were the first to say 'I love you' and tell me that you wanted to be with me despite it all, but then run away when things got serious. How you seemed to be more than fine being alone, but the moment you saw me again, you wanted me back. How you fought for me so hard and when you got me, waited a year and a half to propose. How you pour all your feelings into your music and your art, but to the outside world you appear as so guarded. How you take all the blame when maybe it's my fault too. But you don't say it; you fight for me, after I push you away. How it seems that we're always saying that we run away and yet no one ever stops running. How you seem to know all your flaws but you keep doing some of them. How you're so imperfectly perfect."

"You say you don't understand me, but the truth is that you're actually the only person that does. All you said is true. I have my flaws but I don't have the maturity to not stumble on the same pebble again. I only realize how lucky I am, until I get unlucky. I fly high and want to keep climbing, until I crash and come back down. I try to hold my pose and make the world see that I am confident when I know that it only takes a word to break me. Because it's just easier to play a strong part than to accept that I can be hurting too. That Naya Rivera also makes mistakes and sometimes doesn't mend them." Naya said with an air of disdain. "I live on impulses but then I realize that I should calm down and think things over. Which makes me stop and take too much time deciding crucial things although I know that the right answer is always the easiest." She paused for a second.

"We run away because we care too much, and if we share something, it is that we never know when the ticking bomb will come off, so it's better to escape while we can than to accept fate or whatever it is. I've always cared, I just have a hard time showing it because when I know something is wrong, or that I'm doing something wrong, I just pretend that it isn't, even though that makes me numb to everything else." There was another short pause.

"The fact that you say that I'm imperfectly perfect only proves to me that we are the perfect match. Because we fit like a jigsaw puzzle. I complement your flaws and take the blame, and you give me a reality check whenever I doze off. Your mistakes are mine, as well as mine are yours. Because we work together, sometimes in a better rhythm than now, but the truth is that we needed this to happen to be able to see that we need each other. This was a wakeup call that we don't want this to happen. Because I know you're scared, and that that makes you want to run away. But I also know that you don't want to."

She took the final step and placed her hand on Heather's cheek. Heather had to breathe noisily and almost hiccup to regain her breath from all the crying. Naya had never seen her cry with so much feeling, not even that December night. That time it had been anger and feeling misunderstood, and now it was pure emotion. And it was making her cry too.

"Please, don't- please stop crying. It breaks my heart to see you like this" Naya cried and brought her other hand up to her other cheek.

"I can't, it hurts too much" Heather sobbed, her blue eyes now completely filled with sorrow.

"Hemo, baby can't you see how much I love you and want you to be happy. And all I ask from you is to say you love me too. We will be fine, I promise, come on. You know it, babe..." Naya insisted trying to get her wife back.

Heather was really trying to give in because what Naya was saying was true, but it was just so hard. She didn't want to go back to how it was. And the truth was that Heather had always had trouble letting go, because it all seemed to leave after a while; or at least not last forever.

But Naya did.

Yeah, here's to you

You're the one that always pulls us through

You always do what you gotta do, babe

Because you're one of a kind

It suddenly hit her, Naya always stayed or found a way back into her life. Right now, here she was, without a coat or shoes in the bloody rain, fighting for her, refusing to let her leave. And that meant more than something to Heather.

"All my life I've only known goodbye; my father, me leaving Taylor, my mother. But you have been the only one who hasn't left, because that night at the beach, it was me who told you to leave. But you came back."

"And I'd do it a thousand times again. I'm not leaving, ever. I'm staying forever with you. Right here, Heather, I'm not going anywhere." She said, every little bit quieter than before until it was only above a whisper.

Heather was overwhelmed with everything that Naya was. She had been absent, yes, but one of her qualities was that she was always willing to fix it, and she always did. And it only took Naya to be told once for her to understand that she needed to change. She had been scared, but very slowly she started to feel she could trust Naya again and forgive her. Because she loved her and she would always be her constant craving.

"You promise?"

"I promise." Brown eyes locked onto blue and they were so sincere that Heather could do nothing but give in.

"I love you" Heather said.

"I love you more, and I'm sorry" Naya answered and wrapped her arm around her.

"I'm sorry too."

Heather said and felt herself melt into Naya's embrace. Naya pulled her head off the top of Heather's head, so she could see her eyes. Hemo lifted her head off Naya's neck and returned the gaze. The brunette leaned in and firmly kissed the blonde. Heather wedged her arms out, that were previously stuck by her sides, and wrapped them around Naya's waist pulling them impossibly close. Naya lifted her hand to cup her wife's cheek while the other one went and found her hair, tugging her even closer.

They didn't know if it was the rain that was making them shiver or the fact that their firm lip lock was making their breaths fasten. For some bizarre reason, the famous rain scene from 'The Notebook' entered Naya's mind while she kept kissing Heather and she thought that it was the most romantic thing ever, that matched the situation. So in the middle of the New York street at almost four in the morning, with pouring rain, Naya gripped Heather's waist and lifted her suddenly off the ground, making her jump and wrap her legs around Naya's waist. She carried her inside the building without losing contact of their lips and managed to climb up the elevator, across the hallway and into their room.

Impressed with Naya's strength, but knowing that maybe she was overdoing it, she unwrapped her legs from Naya and touched the ground. She stood there standing with her breathing hitched and looked straight into Naya's eyes. She took a step forward and slowly she started unbuttoning Naya's blouse. Naya took Heather's drenched coat off and it touched the floor with a damp thud. She did the same with her shirt and kissed her in the meantime. They removed each other's pants and when it was only their underwear in their humid bodies from the rain, Heather's hands stilled and fell down to her sides.

Her chest was rising and falling rather quickly and the way her wet hair fell down on the sides of her face, made Naya think about how sublime Heather's beauty was. She had to admit that her forties were really suiting her, because she was still stunning, and she couldn't know why she had been so distant when this woman was hers. Naya waited silent admiring her wife whilst she had the same adoring look in her eyes which made Naya's stomach be filled with butterflies. Despite it all, it still felt like the first time.

"You're so damn beautiful" Naya said quietly.

Heather took her hands and guided Naya into their bed, slowly putting Naya down against the comforter and her legs straddled the brunette's hips.

"I could never be more beautiful than you" Heather replied just above a whisper, with her face inches from Naya's.

She kissed her which made Heather's head lift a bit due to the intensity of the kiss. Heather let out a soft moan and kissed her back, putting her hands besides Naya's face, against the mattress and pulling Naya back down again. Meanwhile Naya rested hers in Hemo's hips and stroked her soft damp pale skin softly. They kept kissing and Heather lifted Naya's waist and unclasped her bra. Just after, Naya did the same and pulled her wife's underwear first. Heather kicked it off and stood on her knees to gaze back at her. Very slowly, and without losing eye contact, she took Naya's grey underwear off and leaned down and kissed her tenderly.

Despite their kisses being frantic in the street and in the elevator, Heather's kiss now had been slow and soft. Because no matter the situation, every physical encounter Naya and Heather had, was not about the physical or the dominance, it was about showing their everlasting love. And in this case, their forgiveness.

Naya broke away first and said, "I need you. I will always need you. And it will never come up to this again, ok?"

"Ok" Heather whispered smiling just before she met their lips again. She finally relaxed her arms making their chests meet. "I love you so much" Heather said with restrain.

"I love you too, always" she replied breathlessly. They kissed again, and when they broke apart, the soft rocking of their hips already leaving them out of breath, a whisper was heard.

"Heath" the blonde looked up to the sweet name calling that only her wife used.

"Nay?"

"Make love to me". It wasn't a question, it was a statement. A statement filled with sweetness and intimacy, because no matter how many times they said it, it would have the same effect. It was a way for them to know that after everything they went through, they were worth it, their marriage was worth it. Their love was worth it.

As Heather's kisses moved down her neck and her hand traveled further south, Naya let herself be fully submerged into her wife's sincere touches. Heather knew that maybe things would be hard again, and that it would take hard work. But she also knew that when the morning came, and she was lying in Naya's protective arms, everything would be all right. She would feel safe, loved and special. Because she was, they were.

It was their worst fight, yes. But they worked it out. They went for their kids and spent a whole weekend away together, as the happy family they were. Heather told her when something was bothering her and Naya was always there to listen. Naya called the producers and declined the offer; she never went to LA. She stayed in New York with her beautiful wife and their amazing kids.

Marriage can be hard, it takes guts to work for it. But when the love shared is as powerful as Naya and Heather's was, it is an inevitability that everything works out fine.

You're the reason why I'm breathing

With the little look my way

You're the reason that I'm feeling

It's finally safe to stay.

Hey! Sorry for the angsty chapter, but I think that some of fics out there never address this, and it's very real. Marriage can be tough but as long as you work for it, everything will work out. I'm sorry if the lyrics were kind of confusing. It was my way of telling how pure and significant their love is, especially in a situation like that one, while it clashed with the desperate feelings of wanting to fix something but not knowing how. The song is 'Close your eyes' by the fabulous Michael Bublé. Hope you liked it, and brace yourselves for the Glee season finale, although we all know it's going to suck regardless. See you next time!