As soon as Joan recovered from Vera's care, the women moved to the couch, covering themselves with a blanket to save the rest of their long gone dignity. They quickly drifted off to sleep laying in one another's arms. Neither of them was used to it but it seemed natural. The hedonistic atmosphere was broken early in the morning. Both, Governor and her deputy's phones went ringing around four. Vera, who was a light sleeper thanks to her mother never hesitating to call for her at any hour, woke up first. She put Joan's phone on silent mode, mostly because she didn't want to wake her for nothing. She then answered her own phone, being as silent as she could, still wrapped in the other woman's embrace.

"Vera Bennett," she was looking at Joan, waiting for a sign of her being awake. The caller went on. "What happened?" She made a sudden move, separating herself from the Governor, making the older woman hit the bed with her hair. "Shit" Vera told to herself but the person on the other side of the line heard it as well. "Oh, I meant, I'll be right there." She finished the call and looked over at half awake woman.

"Vera? Who was that?" She mumbled and managed to fully open her eyes. She covered her naked chest with the blanket and sat up.

The smaller woman gulped and looked down. Her breath was shorter and shallower than minutes before. "It's nothing, I, I better go." She stuttered and stood up, forgetting she was naked from waist down. "It was a nice evening, Joan." She said as she grabbed her panties and put them on.

Joan glared at the screen of her phone. There was a coming phone call from Wentworth. "Why did you silence my phone?" She asked.

"You were asleep." Vera stated, already dressed, only looking for her shoes." I didn't want to wake you."

Joan wrapped herself in a blanket like a burrito and approached the other woman. She looked down at her, deep into blue eyes. She wanted to force Vera with her look to give her the answer. "Were you on the phone with someone from Wentworth?" Her sight only intensified as Vera wasn't replying for a moment.

Finally, she gave in, not being able to stand the pressure. She took a step back. "Yes." She said. She looked around for her blazer but couldn't find it. Just when she noticed it thrown over the back of the couch, Joan extended her arm to stop her. Vera tried to fight her but she didn't have a chance to win with the taller woman. "What are you doing?" She hissed.

"It could be something important." She said and let go of her grip, making her blanket fall carelessly to the floor. She tried to cover herself but Vera stopped her, putting the smaller hands on the bigger ones.

"It's nothing I haven't seen." She stated.

Governor only turned around and crossed her arms on her chest. "Please, don't look at me now. Not when I'm vulnerable." She winced. "Tell me what was it. I'm needed there." She insisted.

Vera picked the blanket from the floor and made her way to the other woman, covering her arms with it. Joan flinched, only to bury herself into the fluffy fabric. "I'm not certain whether to tell you or not." She whispered and turned to her left to grab the last piece of her clothing. She headed towards the door and turned around after a few steps. "It's Anderson. She's giving birth now."

"Wait!" Joan screamed. She vividly made it through the living room to reach the other woman.

Vera raised her hand to stop her. "You need to get dressed. I'll wait." She said as the other woman was making her way up the stairs. Why would Joan want to be there so badly? The deputy had thoughts of Governor being close to that inmate, whatever her name was. She remembered a few women at Wentworth talking about it but it couldn't be truth, could it? Could Joan Ferguson risk her career for some pregnant girl? And what about Anderson? She well remembered that few times when the Governor gave her a special treatment. She brought Doreen ice cream in the middle of the night. She paid her a few visits in Anderson's cell. Why did she have a soft spot for her? Why did she bother to invite Vera over? Did she even care about her?

She didn't have much time to overthink all of it. The Governor was ready and making her way to the door. "Come on, Vera. We don't have all day."

They were in front of the prison in no time. Vera was silent, not wanting to startle the vexed woman. When they reached the parking lot, Vera told Joan to stay inside. She needed to find out if the woman really care about her or if she was using her. She took a deep breath. "Joan, during the riot I had a syringe to my throat. I have hepatitis." She confessed. The other woman didn't respond. She looked at her with her usual emotionless face and took off the car. Neither said a word until they entered a room with a shouting woman inside.

Doreen was certainly in labor.

Joan stormed inside the room and put on the rubber gloves, then stood next to the inmate. "Where the fuck is Nash?" Doreen screamed on the top of her lungs and grabbed Governor's hand, then squeezed it tightly. She was breathing heavily from her cramps.

"It's just pain, Doreen. It's just pain." Joan tried to reassure her. She was too focused on the woman in pain to hear anything the nurse said.

Just then, Vera entered the room. "The ambulance has been delayed. The traffic..."

"No. No. No! Get out. Get out! Now! Out! Now!" The Governor screamed. Vera turned on her heel and left immediately. She was walking the corridor with the tears going down her face. At that moment she was glad she didn't wear mascara. She went to the staff room and closed the door behind her. She leaned on the door and slid down until her bum reached the floor. She realized she couldn't breathe. She was trying to gasp for air but failed at every attempt. She moved away from the door and shifted but it only made it worse.

Someone entered the room and knelt beside her but she didn't know who it was. Vera's eyes closed and her hearing became dim. She only felt somebody's arm on her shoulder and a hand on top of her chest. It laid there as her breathing calmed. Then, someone put her head on their lap and caressed her hair. After what seemed like hours, she slightly opened her eyes. She noticed the Governor asleep, holding her in a caring grasp.

A/N : Tell me what you think ;)