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Chapter 14

Serena's head was resting on Bernie's chest as had become her habit. And it was a habit they both enjoyed immeasurably. Bernie's hand was lazily tracing shapes on her back and she was relaxing under her touch.

"What are we going to do?" she whispered into her skin.

"Not think about it," Bernie said firmly

"Anyway, you're not paying attention. Most unlike you Serena" she added with a raised eyebrow.

"What am I supposed to be paying attention to?" she asked confused.

"This." Bernie resumed tracing patterns on her back and she suddenly realised she wasn't drawing patterns, she was writing letters. She closed her eyes and focused on what she was doing. She was going so slowly that she struggled to make out what words she was forming. After the third time she gasped and shuffled to face her.

"Are you serious?" Serena asked her eyes alight.

"Depends on what you think," Bernie said. "I don't do well with rejection. Twice."

"Just let me think for a few minutes," she said as her mind started racing. Bernie became silent and let her brain work for as long as she needed. She was not going to rush her this time. She had been quiet for so long she wondered if she had fallen asleep when she leant on her elbows to look her in the eye.

"Yes," she said with a smile. "With one small proviso."

"Which is?" Bernie asked, trying to hold her happiness back for the time being.

"That we do it quickly," she said with a truly happy smile.

A week or two later…

"Right," Serena said to Ric with a sigh. "Everything is there all ready for you and I am leaving."

"What's the rush?" Ric asked. In the entire time she'd been working with Serena he had never seen her leave this early.

"I am going to dinner with Bernie and I want time to get ready," she said honestly allowing herself a small smile.

Ric glanced at her and says" I thought she was away on a course in America and she couldn't come back while doing it"

"She is," Serena said. "But we never really pay attention to those petty rules."

"Serena!" Ric said shocked.

"Calm down," she replied quickly. "I married her last week."

"I'm sorry?" Ric said completely bewildered.

"I married her," she repeated. "And no one is going to stop me from having dinner with my wife. Goodnight." Serena left the hospital happily and ignored the look of anger she was getting from Bernie's temporary replacement. It was none of his business that she had married her co-lead. The door closed after her and she allowed herself to look forward to what the evening would hold.