(Quick note, there was a question from a reader asking if this story was based off of Bubblegum Crisis 2033 or 2040. Most of my BGC stories are based off of the 2040 series. So far the only hint in this story was Sylia's hair in the first chapter. Sylia from 2033 had bluish hair and Sylia from 2040 has silvery hair. Thanks for the reviews.)

Early in the evening Nene was sitting on her bed with the door closed talking to Linna about what was going on. Linna told her that she never wanted to see Priss again after what she had done last night.

"But Linna Priss is completely broken hearted." Nene said looking at her closed door. "Can't you give her another chance?"

"Why? So she can go after Sylia again?"

"Linna it was a mistake, Priss loves you everyone knows it."

Linna snorted on the other side of the phone before telling Nene that she wasn't going to give another chance to hurt her then hung up the phone. Nene sat on her bed shacking her head before heading out into the living room where Priss was still sleeping and sat down on the edge of the couch. She softly shook Priss' shoulder until Priss opened her eyes and sat up.

"Hey Priss, I just talked to Linna and she still seemed rather angry."

Priss nodded her head and looked at the clock that was hanging on the wall and asked Nene is she had to work. Nene nodded and told her that she was getting ready to leave but that she could stay as long as she needed to.

"Thanks Nene." Priss said standing up. "But I think I'll head back home, I need a drink."

Nene nodded and watched as Priss walked out of the door before shacking her head and went to get dressed for work.

When Priss walked through her trailer door she was relieved to see that Sylia was gone and headed to the fridge for a beer. She waded through the cans again and sat on her bed as she popped the top off the can and started drinking. When she went to set the beer down on the desk by the bed she saw a note leaning up against one of the old beer cans with her name elegantly written on it. She already knew who had left it but picked it up all the same.

Sweetie,

I don't know what's going on with you right now but I would like to see you tonight. I'll be waiting for you, clothes optional.

Your soon to be wife,

Sylia.

Priss shook her head as she ripped the note in half and tossed it to the floor. She reached for her beer again but changed her mind. Instead she grabbed her jacket and headed for her bike and headed for Linna's again. She stood outside Linna's apartment wondering if she should try and talk to her again seeing as how that last time went. Finally she knocked on the door and called out Linna's name.

"Go away Priss." Linna said from the other side of the door.

"Linna please I need to talk to you." Priss pleaded.

There was the sound of glass breaking on the other side of the door followed by liquid leaking out from under the door. Priss already knew that Linna had thrown another beer bottle at her only this time she was protected by the door but she still backed away. She shook her head and turned away and headed back outside to her bike. She didn't exactly know why she did it but soon Priss found herself standing outside Sylia's with her helmet in her hand. She took a deep breath before setting her helmet on her bike and walking towards Sylia's.

When she walked into the living room Priss found Sylia laying on the couch in the most reveling lingerie she had ever seen and that was saying something. She was sprawled out on the couch giving Priss a clear view of her body.

"Hi baby." Sylia said running her hand through her hair. "Finally came to me?"

"Sylia what exactly happened last night?" Priss asked sitting on the couch at Sylia's feet.

Sylia sat up and leaned against Priss and put her arms around her.

"Come here and I'll show you."

She pulled Priss down on top of her and began kissing her softly on the lips and neck as she began taking Priss' jacket off. Priss wanted to resist but lost all ability to do so when Sylia slid her hand into her pants. She gasped and leaned her head back allowing Sylia to kiss her neck more and more as her fingers danced between her legs.

Thirty minutes later Priss was laying back in Sylia's bed with Sylia running her hand up and down Priss' nude body both of them sweating lightly. A minute later Priss sat up and told Sylia that she was going to go get a beer and would be right back. Sylia pulled her down into a kiss before watching her walk out of the room.

"Oh shit." She though as she looked at the ring on her finger. "It wasn't supposed to go like this."

Priss came back in a few minutes later carrying tow beer and handed one of them to Sylia before startling her hips and kissing her. Sylia put her beer down on the nightstand by her bed and ran her hands along Priss' body until she came to her shoulders and gently pushed her off.

"Are you sure you want to do this Priss?" She asked looking right at Priss. "What about Linna?"

"She want's nothing to do with me." Priss said taking Sylia's hands off her shoulders and placing them on her breasts and leaned back in to kiss her.

Sylia knew it was wrong what she was doing but didn't care, she wanted Priss for herself and for now that is exactly what she had. Later that night as Priss lay sleeping peacefully Sylia removed the ring to allow blood to circulate to her finger and looked over at Priss and smiled.

"I love you Priss." She whispered softly then looked at the ring that was on the night stand, "Sorry Linna."