Thirteen knew there wasn't going to be anywhere to park near her intended destination so she parked a few blocks away and got out to walk. She pulled her jacket around herself. It wasn't completely spring yet and still cold and gusty. Her hair rose and whipped around her head with the latest blast of chilling air. She was glad she had the time to thoroughly dry out her hair before leaving her apartment.
She passed a long line of small shops that line the bottom floor of an apartment building. She walked another block before turning into a darkened parking lot. It seemed creepy to her as the shadows guarded whatever secrets were hiding between the cars and in the bushes.
The slam of a door alerted Thirteen to someone's presence. She smiled a smile of relief with she saw it was Spencer getting out of her dark colored car.
"What took you so long?" Spencer smirked walking over with her hands in the pockets of her brown leather jacket, "I was beginning to think you backed out."
"Me?" Thirteen smiled wider, "Never."
Spencer jerked her head toward the building before them and asked, "Shall we?"
Thirteen nodded and followed Spencer to the front door. Spencer held it open and walking in after Thirteen. They both let out a sight of relief that it was warm inside. They walked right up to the counter and the man in the green apron asked them, "What can I get you?"
Spencer gestured for Thirteen to go first. Thirteen looked at the man, "I'll take a Grande Chai Latte."
The man feverishly wrote on the cup and then looked at Spencer.
"Grande vanilla latte with an extra espresso shot," Spencer told him.
The man wrote and then rung up their total. Spencer reached into her pocket up Thirteen handed the man money first.
"I was going to-" Spencer started, but Thirteen interrupted her.
"I was the one that dragged you out in the middle of the night for coffee. It's only fair I pay for it," Thirteen smiled.
Spencer shrugged, "Alright."
Once they sat down as a tiny round table with two wooden chairs on either side, Spencer sipped her latte, studying Thirteen. "So what makes you call a practical stranger up in the middle of the night for coffee?"
"You're not a stranger," Thirteen stated.
"I said practically a stranger," Spencer lifted a finger from her coffee cup to emphasize her point.
"I know you way better than any stranger," Thirteen offered a small smile.
Spencer nodded, "You're right. We're not strangers."
Thirteen let out a long thoughtful breath before looking up at Spencer. She looked over at Spencer after a brief chuckle from the shorter woman. Spencer smiled, "That look means woman problems."
Bewildered as to how Spencer could tell she just nodded, "Yeah."
"Girlfriend?" Spencer asked.
Thirteen nodded.
Spencer thoughtfully sipped her coffee and watched Thirteen stare into her cup. After a few minutes of silence, Spencer added, "Tell her."
Thirteen was again bewildered, "What?…How?…Tell her what?"
"Whatever you're thinking so hard about," Spencer explained, "Tell her you want a dog, or she snores too loud, or you want her to move in or out, or that you're allergic to her perfume, or whatever. If she loves you like you love her she'll understand."
It just clicked to Thirteen that that was the answer. She'd thought about it before, but it didn't make much sense until Spencer stated it so simply. "How do you know I love her?" Thirteen asked, although it was definitely true.
"You wouldn't be thinking so hard if you didn't," Spencer answered, readjusting herself in the chair, "Now I'm in the mood for dessert and I know a place three doors down that makes the world's best cheesecake. Would you like to join me?"
Thirteen grinned, "I'd love to."
They both stood and exited the coffee shop together, carrying their coffee.
As they walked Spencer looked around at the lights, the car on the street and the people walking by, while Thirteen was watching the pavement fly by under her feet. She finally looked up at Spencer and said, "I really can't thank you enough."
Spencer shrugged, "What are friends for?"
"What happened to practically strangers?" Thirteen teased.
Spencer chuckled and opened the door for Thirteen to the place with the world's best cheesecake. The café was a dimly lit and covered with dark woods. The booth that they sat in with made of wood with deep wine red cushions.
"Hey Spence!" a guy called from the kitchen.
Spencer smiled and waved.
"The usual?" her asked.
She nodded, "That would be great."
He nodded and got to work.
"You come here often?" Thirteen asked.
"No one has asked me that in a while," Spencer laughed.
Thirteen caught on to the joke and laughed, "You know what I mean."
Spencer nodded, "I do. Way too much in fact."
"Well it's hard to find good cheesecake these days," Thirteen stated as the man walked over with two slices of cheesecake.
"Might I interest you ladies in some grappa tonight?" he asked.
"What's that?" Thirteen asked.
"A shot that will knock you out cold," Spencer explained, "I'll have a glass of the '02 Riesling."
The waiter looked expectantly at Thirteen. She nodded, "I'll have the same."
He nodded and walked off.
Thirteen looked at Spencer asking the silent question.
"I dated a woman who's family owned a vineyard and winery in upstate New York," Spencer explained.
"Had a lot of serious girlfriends?" Thirteen asked.
Spencer shook her head, "Only a few. The rest are not serious or they thought it was serious and I didn't," Spencer exhaled. "But feel free to hook me up with that blonde ER doctor."
Thirteen raised an eyebrow with a small smirk, "Oh bad news. She just moved to Boston."
"Oh," Spencer chuckled, "Well, I guess not her then."
Thirteen laughed fully for the first time since she saw Cameron last.
"Thanks for tonight," Thirteen smiled after their cheesecake was long gone and the wine was polished off, "I needed it."
"You can call me anytime and we can hang out," Spencer offered, "You're a pretty fun person."
Thirteen smiled, "You're pretty fun too."
After a few more minutes, Spencer insisted on paying and walking Thirteen to her car. They stopped next to Thirteen's car and Spencer gave her a goodbye smile, "I guess I'll see you around."
Thirteen pulled Spencer into a hug, "Thanks again."
"Anytime," Spencer added and hugged Thirteen back.
They both pulled away at the same time. Spencer started to walk off, but called back over herself, "Call me and let me know how it goes with your hot ER doctor."
Thirteen grinned and nodded, "I will." She got in her car and watched Spencer disappear around the corner. Then she smiled to herself as the pulled out of the parking space and drove off toward her apartment.
