Chapter Eight

Melinda and Emma's relationship not only continued through out the beginning of the school year, but also grew in strength and passion. They spent all of their time together when not at school, and were all but living together. They gardened together, hunted for antiques, and just hung out at Emma's house. There had been no actual discussion about moving in together, and the words "I love you" had not been uttered by either one of them. For some reason they both were avoiding any discussion about their commitment to each other, afraid of harming what they had. But the love was there unspoken, full, and deeply embedded in both of their hearts.

There were only two days until the Christmas break and ten days of uninterrupted time together. Both Emma and Melinda were excited about the plans they'd made. Melinda was moving into Emma's home for the duration. The tree was decorated, the presents were wrapped, and a small Christmas Eve party was planned with their friends. Melinda had left for work early, and Emma was just heading in. Grumbling with irritation, Emma scraped the ice off her windshield, angry with herself for not allowing more time. It was very cold and icy out and Emma didn't want to be late for school. The sky was a colorless white and the air was sharp with cold and wind. Emma hated driving in this kind of icy winter. She loved snow, but not when she had to drive in it. And snow was in the forecast. Her breath frosted around her face as she started her car to warm it up. She slapped her hands together to keep them from hurting from the cold. Her whole body shivered from the icy wind. She was going to be late, damn it!

Melinda meanwhile, was sitting in a very early school board meeting. It had started at seven and was scheduled to last until eleven in the morning. Many of the agenda items were routine, except for their discussion of the possibility of snow. Snow in the Seattle area could paralyze the transportation system over-night. Everyone was hoping the snow would hold off until after Christmas break started. Snow would play havoc with the school schedule.

"Pardon me, Ms. Newcastle, but you have an emergency telephone call." Melinda excused herself and left the room, following the young woman to the telephone. She couldn't imagine what kind of emergency it could be.

"Hello?"

"Melinda, this is Chuck. We just received an emergency call at the school."

"Chuck, what is it?"

"It's Emma, she's been in a car accident."

Melinda felt like she had been punched in the chest, the pain took her breath away. Emma couldn't be hurt, she just couldn't be. "Is she okay?"

"We don't know how bad she is. The police called here. She's at Harborview in the emergency room."

"I'm on my way."

"Melinda..."

"Chuck, I'll call as soon as I know how she is."

"Good, she means a lot to me."

"Chuck, she means the world to me." Melinda angrily responded. To hell with what people thought. She loved Emma and she didn't care who knew it! She had to get to the hospital. Melinda fumbled with her briefcase, pulling out her day timer. Tearing a page from it, she scribbled a note as her heart pounded loudly in her chest.

"Would you take this message into the board? I've got to leave." Melinda shoved it at the young woman seated at her desk.

"Yes, Ms. Newcastle." But Melinda hadn't heard her. The woman stared as Melinda ran down the hall of the education association building before she got up to deliver Melinda's note.

Melinda's drive to the hospital did nothing but increase her anxiety. Driving anywhere in Seattle during peak traffic was extremely difficult. Her hands shook and her stomach rolled as her mind ran through everything that could be wrong.

"God damn it!" Melinda swore as traffic moved sluggishly through the icy streets. She wanted to scream. "God, please let Emma be okay." Melinda prayed as she slowly traveled in the direction of the hospital. Melinda pulled into the nearest parking spot and sprinted into the emergency entrance.

"Excuse me, I need to find Emma Sharp," She demanded of the woman at the information desk, gasping for breath.

"She's being looked at in emergency room four, please have a seat. I'll have someone come talk to you as soon as possible."

"Is she okay?" Melinda was panicked. She needed to see Emma.

"I don't know her status, but I promise you, as soon as I know something I'll let you know." The nurse kindly responded, moving on to help the next person.

Melinda mumbled a brief thank you, and sat down in the waiting room. She'd been taking her relationship with Emma for granted. She'd kept it quiet, never telling Emma how deeply she loved her. Her job and career were important, but not if she lost Emma. Nothing was as important to her as Emma. Melinda sat down on an empty chair in the waiting room and looked around her. It was full of people waiting for loved ones or for medical attention, but Melinda didn't care. The crowded room made her feel lost and alone as she slumped in the chair. She felt numb as she waited, and was having difficulty breathing. Her eyes caught the eyes of an elderly woman who sat across from her. Her old, gnarled fingers moved over the beads of a rosary as she prayed. Melinda started to cry and pray silently. It was the only thing she could do.

"Excuse me, are you here for Emma Sharp?"

"Yes."

"Are you a relative?"

"I'm her partner. Please, is she okay?" Melinda looked up into the exhausted eyes of a young doctor, wearing wrinkled scrubs, a stethoscope hanging around his neck.

"I'm the intern that worked on her, and she's going to be fine. She's not in critical condition. She hit the steering wheel with her arm fracturing her wrist. She also hit her forehead on the windshield, cutting it deeply. She has a laceration across the top of her head requiring several stitches, and several other lacerations on her shoulders and chest, that we are closing up. When we get her sewn up you can go in and see her. We're going to put a cast on her wrist as soon as I've had a chance to check the x-rays. Then we'll move her into a room for the night. We want to keep an eye on her for the next twenty-four hours and make sure she doesn't have any internal injuries or complications from her concussion. She's going to be bruised and extremely sore." The young man watched Melinda as he spoke, his voice sympathetic as he saw the raw anguish on her face.

"Please, can I see her?" Melinda's eyes filled with tears as she pleaded with the doctor.

"Just as soon as we get a cast on her wrist." The young intern patted Melinda on the arm. "I promise you, it won't be long."

"Thank you."

"You're very welcome. She's extremely lucky."

Melinda slumped onto the chair, her breath coming in gasps. My God, she could have been killed! The pain in Melinda's chest staggered her. She needed to talk to someone. She needed to call Tia and Chuck. Pulling her cell phone out of her purse, Melinda stepped out of the lobby and dialed Tia's number. Over the last couple of months she had gotten to know Tia quite well and liked her very much. And she needed someone to be there with her. She was scared to death.

"Hello."

"Tia?"

"Yes?"

"This is Melinda."

Melinda heard Tia's voice say "Hello."

"Tia, Emma's been in a car accident. She's going to be fine. She's at Harborview in the emergency room." Melinda blurted out.

"I'm on my way. I'll call Anna and Van." Tia didn't hesitate she could hear the fear in Melinda's voice.

"Good, I'll meet you in the emergency waiting room. I'm already here."

Quickly Melinda disconnected and dialed the school number. "Grace, Melinda."

"Melinda, how's Emma?"

"She's not critical. She has several cuts and a broken wrist. That's all I know, except she's going to be staying overnight. Grace, I'm staying here. I'll keep my telephone on in case you need me. Cancel everything for today and tomorrow." Melinda was all business. She wasn't budging from the hospital without Emma.

"I'll do that. And Melinda, give her a hug from all of us."

"I will, Grace. Thanks."

"No problem, boss." Grace may never have actually been told Melinda and Emma were a couple, but Grace had figured it out months earlier. She genuinely respected and admired Melinda and thought she was a wonderful principal. And Grace new Emma very well, she was one of those people you couldn't help but care for. Grace was very good at her own job, as executive secretary to the principal. She pulled out Melinda's schedule and followed her boss's instructions. She could feel the prick of tears as she thought about how she'd feel if her husband of ten years had been in an accident. Picking up the telephone she dialed his number at work.

"Bill Sherman here."

"Hi, honey."

"Hi, what's up?"

"I just called to tell you I love you."

"I love you too." Grace's husband was a little perplexed by his wife. He wondered if he'd missed a special date or something.

"Have a good day."

"You too." As quickly as Grace had called him, she hung up. Now she could complete her tasks.

Melinda took her seat once again and waited for the young doctor to return. She had some things to think about. She and Emma would never be separated again. She wanted Emma in her life for as long as they both lived. Now, all she had to do was convince Emma. She mulled over all the ways she could talk her into it. She wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"You can come in now."

Melinda followed the intern as he pushed back the curtain and entered one of the rooms. Emma was laying flat on her back, her head surrounded by a large bandage at the top, and several smaller bandages were on her cheeks and chin. Her left arm was supported in a sling hanging from a pole and it had a cast and bandages from the tips of he fingers up to her elbow. She was alert, because her eyes followed Melinda as soon as she entered the fully equipped emergency room and approached the bed. Melinda's eyes filled with tears as she gazed at her bruised and battered girlfriend, a woman that she loved beyond life. Her face was pale and sweaty, but Melinda thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

"Melinda." Emma whispered, a slight smile on her face.

"Don't talk, honey." Melinda bent over and kissed Emma softly on her lips. "I'm so glad you're going to be okay. I love you, Emma."

"I love you." Despite Emma's painful injuries, she tried to smile. Finally she could say out loud what she had been feeling for months.

"Good, now let's get you better real soon because we have lots to talk about."

"Like what?" Emma held Melinda close to her with her good arm.

"Like living together for the rest of our lives."

"Really?"

"Really." Melinda tucked her face against Emma's to reassure her.

"You could move in with me right now."

"I plan on it."

"I love you, Melinda."

"Emma, I love you." Melinda was hardly aware of the room around her. Several nurses were putting things away and bustling around the crowded emergency room. It was an intimidating place, full of life saving equipment.

"We need to ask you to wait in the hall. We're going to get her ready to move upstairs." Two nurses stood next to Melinda, waiting patiently. They needed to clear the emergency room. They were swamped with patients.

Melinda kissed Emma once more and then left the room to wait in the hall. She was not going anywhere as long as Emma was in the hospital. Nurses, doctors, and patients passed back and forth in front of Melinda but she hardly noticed, she was so caught up in her thoughts.

"Melinda, how is she?" Tia rushed up to her and hugged her tightly.

"She's okay, Tia. She's pretty banged up, but she's going to be okay." Melinda couldn't hold it together any longer and she burst into tears. "My God, Tia, she could have been killed. I could have lost her." She sobbed on Tia's shoulder as her emotions just poured out of her.

"It's okay, Melinda. She'll be fine. We'll make sure, honey." Tia held Melinda in a tight hug, her own face awash with tears.

"I don't know what I'd do if something happened to Emma." Melinda continued to cry as Tia comforted her. "I love her, Tia. I can't lose her."

"I know you do. And you won't lose Emma. She loves you." Tia had to smile. It was about time Melinda and Emma told each other how they felt. Everyone else knew how much they loved each other. It was so obvious. "Melinda, Emma will be fine. We'll make sure of it."

"Thanks, Tia." Melinda hugged Tia tightly, tears glistening in her eyes.

"You're welcome, honey. Now, when are they going to move her?"

"They're getting her ready right now."

It was another twenty minutes before they finally moved Emma out of emergency and by that time Anna and Van had joined them. Melinda and Tia hugged and cried with them as the four women realized how close they'd come to losing Emma. When the nurses brought Emma out on the gurney Melinda held her hand, while the other three women followed her down the hall. The four women protectively surrounded their friend and loved one.

Once in her room, the nurse asked them to leave while she got Emma settled. It was a small room with two beds currently empty. There was a television in the room and not much else. It was very sterile and frightening. While they waited with Melinda, the threesome divided up some of the chores that needed to be taken care of. Van was going lo take care of Emma's car and make sure it got in for repair. Anna was going to contact Emma's parents. Tia was going to go to Emma's house and pick up some clothes and things for her and Melinda. Melinda was staying with Emma. Nothing would have made her leave.

"She's all settled now. You can go in to see her. But only two at a time, please?" The young nurse assigned to Emma smiled at the group milling outside the room. All four were well dressed professionals, who clustered together hugging often. You could see the love they had for each other and the injured woman in the hospital bed. The nurse wondered if they were a family. She would have been right in her assessment. They were a family in the best sense of the word.

"Thank you." Melinda smiled at the nurse. "Anna and Van, why don't the two of you go in first?"

While the two of them entered the room, Tia and Melinda talked. "Tia, I'm moving in with Emma immediately but I will need some help."

"You got it, Melinda. What can I do?"

"Thank God Christmas break starts on Wednesday. I'll have a lot of time off. But if she gets out of the hospital by tomorrow, would you come and stay with her on Wednesday? I need to go to the afternoon assembly, and close school for the Christmas break."

"Of course I will, honey. Don't you worry about it."

"Thanks, Tia. I really can't tell you enough how much I appreciate you being here for Emma."

"Melinda, I'm here for you too. You're my friend also."

"Thanks. I value your friendship very much." Melinda was close to crying again.

"Melinda, Tia, go on in. Anna and I are going to leave. We want to get everything taken care of. We'll call you later tonight, Melinda." Van touched her on the arm, her eyes glassy with tears.

"Van, Anna, thanks very much. I know Emma appreciates your help, and so do I."

"No problem, we love her too."

Melinda and Tia hugged Van and Anna goodbye and then quietly entered Emma's room. Melinda hung back letting Tia hug and kiss Emma, who lay quietly in her bed, her arm suspended in a cradle.

"Hey, doll. How're you doing?"

"Pretty good, considering."

"Are you hurting?"

"Not too bad now. They put me on pain medication and it seems to be working."

"I'm glad you're okay, sweetie."

"So am I Tia. Hey, did Melinda tell you she's moving in with me?" The grin on Emma's bandaged face made both Tia and Melinda smile.

"She did. All I have to say is, it's about time."

"She loves me, Tia." Emma whispered as Melinda bent down to kiss her.

"And you love me."

"Yes, I do." They shared a soft, gentle kiss.

Tia's eyes filled with tears of happiness for her best friend. "Well, ladies, I'm going to get out of here and go pick up some things for the two of you from your house. Let's make a list of what you need."

Within minutes Tia had left and Melinda and Emma where alone. "My car is a mess." Melinda sat next to Emma on the bed, holding her hand.

"Honey, I could care less about your car. We'll get you another one. I'm just grateful and very happy that you're alive. That's all I care about."

"I gave the policeman all my information, so my insurance should handle everything. The officer told me that the car that hit me slid on the ice and smashed into me. I was stopped at a light waiting for it to change."

"Emma, honey, Van has your insurance information, and the police officer's name. She will call me as soon as she finds out what's going on. Please don't worry." Melinda squeezed Emma's uninjured right hand. "Anna is calling your parents so they know what has happened. Don't worry about anything except resting right now. The nurse said you should try and go to sleep."

"Will you stay?"

"Honey, nothing could move me from this spot."

"I love you, Melinda."

"I love you. Now, close your eyes. I'll be right here."

Emma was struggling to keep her eyes open her face was pale with pain. "Okay, honey. Love you."

Melinda sat down in the chair next to Emma's bed still holding her hand. Within minutes, Emma was sound asleep. Melinda couldn't keep the tears from sliding down her face as she watched Emma slumber. Even with the bandages and the bruises, Emma's beauty was apparent to anyone who looked at her. Melinda tightened her grasp on Emma's hand as she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. She thanked God and promised to take care of Emma. Within minutes Melinda drifted off to sleep, leaning against Emma's bed, holding her hand.

Tia arrived several hours later to find Melinda awake, doing paperwork in her chair, still holding onto Emma's hand. She looked up when Tia entered the room, dark circles under her eyes.

"How's she doing?"

"She's been sleeping on and off all afternoon. The doctor stopped by a little bit earlier to check on her, and he said it's normal for her to sleep. He says she's doing just fine."

"Good. How are you doing?"

"Fine, I just need to find out about Emma's car. Every time she wakes up she asks me about it."

"Van is taking care of it. According to the police, Emma was stopped at an intersection waiting for the light to change when she was hit. Her insurance agent has already gotten the process started to get her car repaired. He's going to call Van as soon as he has all the details. Who ever hit her will have to pay all of her medical, too."

"Good."

"Anna called Emma's parents and they should be here soon."

"I'm glad. I think Emma is lucky she has such wonderful friends."

"I think our Emma is well loved. She found her soul mate."

"I did." Emma's hoarse voice made them both smile and glance her way.

"How are you, doll?" Tia hugged her gently. Emma's face was dark with bruising and very swollen. She looked exhausted and in pain.

"Tired, I can't seem to stay awake." Emma started to sit up.

"Here, let us help you."

"Melinda, did you tell Tia I get to go home tomorrow?"

"She just got here, honey. I haven't had a chance."

"Are you sure you should go home?" Tia was very concerned.

"Tia, quit being a mom, please."

"On that note, I am going to give Melinda your things and get out of here. I think you need to go to sleep. Call me later if you need me. I'm glad you get to go home, honey. And I'm very happy you are going to be okay."

"Thanks, Tia. I love you."

"I love you, doll." Tia hugged her goodbye. "Melinda, make sure she behaves.'

"I will, Tia."

"Emma, your parents are on the way and your car is in for repair. Melinda, I threw in a little of everything, so I hope I got what you needed."

"I'm sure you did. Thanks, Tia."

"Melinda, honey, you're very welcome." Tia and Melinda hugged tightly. "Call me if you need anything else."

"We will."

Tia slipped out of the hospital room with a smile and a wave.

"Melinda?"

"Yes, honey?"

"Would you come here and kiss me?"

"It would be my pleasure." Melinda bent over and kissed Emma slowly, savoring the taste and the love she felt at that moment.

"Emma?" An older couple entered the room.

"Mom and Dad, come on in." Emma smiled up at the older couple.

"Hi honey, how are you feeling?" The woman approached the bed with tears in her eyes. The resemblance to Emma was in her face. She had the same eyes and smile as her daughter.

"I'm okay, Mom." Emma's mother began to cry as she looked at her injured daughter. "Hi Dad."

"How are you feeling, Emma?" He was tall and slender, with the same dark hair as his daughter, showing little signs of age. The look on his face was full of love and concern as he covered her hand with his.

"Not too bad. Mom and Dad, this is Melinda. I told you about her."

"Hello, Melinda. It's nice to finally meet you." Emma's father shook her hand.

"I wish it was under better circumstances, but it's nice to meet you both."

"Emma, tell us what the doctor said." Both Emma's mother and father hugged and kissed their daughter.

"Melinda can tell you what he said. Everything is a little fuzzy right now."

"She has a concussion and a pretty good sized cut on her forehead with quite a few stitches. She has several more cuts on her face and chest. The doctor assured me they wouldn't scar. She also broke her wrist and has to wear a cast for six to eight weeks. She's extremely bruised and battered and is very lucky to be alive."

"Honey, we're so glad you're okay."

"So am I, Mom."

Emma's parents sat down and visited with their daughter after Melinda went and located another chair. Emma held tightly to Melinda's hand while they talked as Melinda sat next to Emma's father. Her mother sat beside her daughter on the hospital bed. They talked for over an hour, until Emma's dinner arrived.

"Mom and Dad, would you do me a favor? Will you take Melinda to the cafeteria and eat dinner with her? She hasn't eaten all day."

"Emma, I am fine." Melinda blushed with embarrassment.

"You need to eat, honey. I know you haven't taken the time."

"Emma, we'll all go to the cafeteria and eat. Come on, Melinda. Emma's dad is going to spring for dinner." Emma's mother grinned at her and Melinda could see the same grin that she had seen many times on Emma's face. It made her smile.

"Okay, Emma. We'll be back in an hour or so." Melinda squeezed Emma's hand as she stood up.

"Melinda?" Emma whispered. "Can I have a kiss?"

"Of course." Melinda bent over and kissed Emma gently. "Love you."

"Love you, too."

Dinner was pleasant and quick. Considering Melinda had only met Emma's parents for the very first time that afternoon, they were very much at ease with each other. They visited comfortably for over an hour and then headed back upstairs to Emma's room. Emma's parents stayed for another hour, talking about work with Emma then left when her eyes started to droop with exhaustion. Both of them kissed their daughter goodbye, hugged Melinda, and made her promise to call them with updates.

"You have nice parents, Emma."

"They liked you. I could tell."

"It's a good thing since I'm going to be living with their daughter." Melinda reminded her.

"Yes, it is." Emma smiled as her eyes slid closed.

Emma slept fitfully for awhile and then woke up to find Melinda seated by her side, her head bent as she worked. Emma's heart filled with love as she watched her.

"I love you, Melinda."

"I love you. How are you feeling?"

"A little sick to my stomach."

"Do you want me to get the nurse to get you something?"

"No, I think I just need to sleep. Could you give me a kiss?"

"Of course, sweetie."

Emma and Melinda were sharing a long leisurely goodnight kiss when the door to the hospital room opened and Chuck and another teacher from the school entered the room. Melinda froze with shock when she realized what they had seen. She stepped away from the bed, a smile frozen on her face. It was too late to do anything else.

Chuck and Amanda, a science teacher, hid their reactions well, as they cheerfully greeted Emma and Melinda. They'd brought balloons and a gift from the school for Emma and visited with her for over thirty minutes before leaving. Not once did they act in anyway uncomfortable, both were friendly and concerned. Nevertheless, Melinda knew by tomorrow morning everyone at school would know about her and Emma. It was only a matter of time, and Melinda couldn't keep the sinking feeling from filling her heart. Once the school board found out about her relationship with Emma, her job was in jeopardy, and possibly Emma's. They could ask her to leave.

"Melinda, I am so sorry." Emma gazed at her obviously distraught lover.

"Emma, it's nothing, don't worry about it. Let's get you comfortable."

"Melinda, look at me, please." Emma pleaded, as she took Melinda's hand in her own. "I know what you're thinking. This isn't the same thing. You won't lose your job because of our relationship, sweetie. I promise you."

"I'm not worried." Melinda would not let Emma know how terribly concerned she was. All Emma should concentrate on was healing. "Now, I want you to close your eyes and sleep."

"Melinda, I'm really sorry." Emma could have sobbed she felt so bad for Melinda.

"Honey, please, it's nothing to worry about." Melinda hugged Emma tightly and kissed her. "Go to sleep, please."

Emma didn't argue any longer as her eyes slid shut. She was exhausted and in pain. Melinda held tightly to Emma's hand as she fell asleep. Melinda was not worried about her love for Emma and she knew Emma loved her. She also loved her job. What if they made her choose between Emma and her job? What would she do?

Melinda sat down in the chair next to Emma's bed and covered herself with an extra blanket as she thought about the fallout. She wasn't prepared for another scandal. She drifted into a restless sleep as she worried about what would happen at school once they found out about her and Emma. She couldn't lose Emma or her job.

"Melinda, honey, the nurses brought a cart for you to sleep on." Melinda responded to Emma's voice and opened her eyes. Emma looked even more bruised and battered than she had earlier.

"Okay sweetie." Melinda stood up and stretched to shake out the kinks in her shoulders and neck from sleeping in the chair. Checking her watch, she was amazed that it was after midnight. "How are you feeling, honey?"

"Pretty good, my wrist aches a little, and my chest is pretty sore. Considering what happened to me today, I shouldn't complain. The nurse just gave me another pain pill."

"I'm just glad you're going to be okay."

"So if I hadn't been injured in a car accident how long do you think it would have taken for us to tell each other how we feel?"

"I don't know. I think we would have figured it out eventually."

"Will you move in with me? I've never had anyone else in my house but you." Emma held Melinda's hand tightly in her own, her eyes watching Melinda carefully.

"I would love to live with you. And right now you and I are going to be living together like we planned for the Christmas break. We'll deal with the rest of our lives after you've had a chance to recuperate. I promise you. We will be together for the rest of our lives."

"I love you, Melinda."

"I love you, Emma." Melinda kissed her gently. "Now, go to sleep."

"Are you going to?"

"I am, as soon as I change my clothes into something more comfortable. Tia brought a change of clothes for me."

Once again, Melinda and Emma both settled down and went to sleep, Emma in her hospital bed, and Melinda right beside her on the cot. Melinda's hand rested on Emma's leg as they both succumbed to exhaustion. Even the nurse's frequent visits to check on Emma didn't disturb them.

"Emma, I will send you home this morning as long as you stay in bed for the rest of the week," her doctor requested, standing next to her bed after finishing his examination.

"I will. I promise."

"Okay, I'll sign your release papers. The nurse will come in and remove your IV and change your bandages before you leave."

"Thank you, doctor."

"You're very welcome. Take care of yourself. I'm going to have the nurse get your pain medication. I'll give you enough to last you until you visit your regular doctor next week. Take it, as you need to, but no more then one every four hours. The nurse will give you some fresh bandages for your head. I don't want you to get those stitches wet until after your doctor sees you."

"Okay." Emma nodded in agreement.

It took another hour and a half before Emma and Melinda were finally on their way home. Emma was uncharacteristically silent on the drive and she held tightly to Melinda's hand. It would be a while before Emma felt comfortable riding in a car, her breathing uneven as Melinda carefully made the trip home in the winter ice.

"Emma, are you okay, sweetie?

"Yes, I'm just thinking that I am very, very, lucky to be alive."

"I'm very lucky too. I mean it when I say I love you. I'm committed to you for the rest of our lives. I don't want to waste one moment with you."

"I love you. But, I think you need to stay away from me." Emma's heart ached as she spoke the words she had been rehearsing in her head all morning.

"Why?" Melinda's heart pounded in her chest.

"Because of your job, you can't take a chance with it."

Melinda pulled the car up in front of Emma's house and shut the engine off. "Emma, look at me." Melinda turned to face Emma.

Emma turned to look at Melinda, fear evident on her face. Her hand shook in Melinda's as she stared at her, very close to tears.

"Honey, I won't stay away from you unless you tell me you don't love me. No job is worth my losing you." Melinda held on tightly to Emma's hand. "When I found out you were in a car accident I prayed to God that you would be okay so that I could tell you I love you and that I want to be with you. Now, it's up to you, honey. If you don't feel the same way, just tell me."

Emma's face was streaked with tears. "I feel the same way. I think I fell in love with you the first day I met you. I want to be with you forever."

"Then, it's settled." Melinda smiled at her bruised and battered lover. "We're officially a couple."

"So do you want to move in with me this week?" Emma grinned at Melinda.

"Honey, I am all but moved." Melinda kissed her softly.

"People at school are going to talk. But we will get through it together, I promise."

"I know we will. I can deal with anything as long as you're with me."

"Always." Emma kissed her gently, her heart full of love.

"Now, can we get you inside? The doctor said to put you to bed."

"Will you join me?" Emma's eyes twinkled as she grinned at her.

"Honey, it would be my pleasure, as soon as you have had a chance to do a little healing." Melinda chuckled as she responded. "Let me help you in to the house."

"I'm not crippled, I can walk."

"Humor me, please."

Melinda assisted Emma into the house and straight into the bedroom. Despite Emma's teasing, she was a little unsteady and barely made it to her bed.

"I'll go get our things and then fix you some lunch."

"Don't you have to go to school?"

"No, I'm not going in until tomorrow. Tia's going to stay with you for the day."

"I don't need anyone to stay with me." Emma impatiently responded, as she crawled under the covers.

"It will make Tia feel better if she stays with you. Besides, it will make me feel better to have her here."

Emma grumbled and then lay back in her bed. She was exhausted, unhappy, and unwilling to argue. She didn't like being taken care of.

"Honey, rest." Melinda kissed Emma and gazed at her for a few more moments before turning out the light and leaving the room.

It was over two hours before Emma woke from her nap. Melinda checked on her frequently as she caught up with her office. Melinda had been on the telephone to her assistant principal twice while she finished some of her waiting paperwork at the dining room table. She hadn't even wakened Emma for lunch. She needed her sleep.

"Good afternoon, how are you feeling?"

"Okay."

"How about you take another pain pill?"

"I think that would be a good idea. I'm not feeling so hot." Emma's face was pale, her eyes all but closed as she tried to ignore the pain.

"I want you to eat some chicken noodle soup and toast. It might make you feel a little better.

"That sounds okay."

The rest of the afternoon Emma dozed on the couch in Melinda's arms while Melinda worked. They both needed to be close. It was after seven that evening, right after Emma crawled into bed, when Phil Armstrong, the assistant principal, called Melinda again.

"Melinda, Art Miller called this afternoon. He asked for a seven-thirty meeting with you tomorrow morning."

Melinda sighed loudly. She'd been expecting the call. "I'll be there. Did he say why?"

"No. But Melinda, the gossip mill is very busy right now."

"That bad?"

"Pretty bad. You know you have my full support, and I appreciate your telling me everything. I know how hard it was for you."

"Phil, if the school board makes me choose between Emma and my job, you need to know I will choose Emma."

"Melinda, I won't let them do that. You and Emma have done nothing wrong. You're both professionals at work, and Emma doesn't report to you. It shouldn't be a problem."

"You know that won't make a difference."

"It will." Phil tried to sound reassuring but he knew the school board wasn't very open-minded.

"I hope you're right." But Melinda knew differently.

"I'll be there tomorrow morning in case you need me." He would support Melinda. He respected her as a principal and as a person.

"I'll always need you, Phil. Thank you."

"You're very welcome. I enjoy working with you. And you're one hell of a principal. Now, tell me, how's Emma doing?"

"She's sleeping again. She's in a lot of pain, especially her wrist. I'm afraid she's going to hurt for a couple of more days. She's pretty badly banged up."

"Tell her I wish her a speedy recovery."

"I will, Phil."

"You take care, Melinda. And don't worry we'll get through this together."

"Thanks, Phil."

"Goodnight."

After making a quick telephone call to Tia and Emma's parents, Melinda took a shower, and crawled into bed with the now sound asleep Emma. She hadn't any more then laid down when Emma rolled over and slid her good arm around Melinda's waist. Melinda slid her arm around Emma and pulled her tightly against her. She needed to hold her close. She was still reeling with the fact that she'd almost lost her.

"Melinda, I love you." Emma's husky voice reassured her.

"I love you."

The two drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, and stayed that way all night. Emma slept comfortably, and Melinda woke her up only once to give her a pain pill. Melinda was up and ready for work by six in the morning while

Emma remained sound asleep. Melinda was pleased that she appeared to be over the worst of her pain. Tia arrived right at six-thirty and Melinda let her in. They quietly visited over a cup of coffee in the kitchen for fifteen minutes before she prepared to leave.

"Tia, Emma's pain pills are on her bedside stand. She needs to take one by eight o'clock."

"Got it."

"She also should keep her wrist up on a pillow. And you might want to suggest she use an ice bag."

"Okay. Now, go kiss your girlfriend goodbye, and get out of here."

"I'll do that." Melinda smiled. She headed down the hall and hesitated in the doorway of the bedroom. Emma slept peacefully on her side, her bandages hidden by her hair. The only evidence of her injuries was the cast on her wrist. Melinda's heart swelled with happiness as she looked at her girlfriend. She approached the bed and bent down to place a kiss on Emma's cheek. Emma's eyes fluttered open after Melinda kissed her.

"Good morning, how are you feeling?" Melinda sat down next to her on the bed, her fingers touching her lover's cheek with all the love she had in her heart.

"Not too bad. Can I get one more kiss before you leave?"

"You sure can." Melinda kissed Emma deeply, savoring the pleasure and love she felt for Emma that just grew bigger and better every day.

"Have a good day."

"You too, honey. I'll call you later. Don't give Tia too hard a time."

"Ha, funny, go on, get out of here."

"Love you."

"I love you."

Melinda left for work and Tia joined Emma in bed with a cup of coffee. They quietly visited about Emma's accident and more importantly, her feelings for Melinda. At eight-thirty Emma called the school to talk to her assistant. After a ten minute conversation, Emma joined Tia in the kitchen. She was very angry.

"Melinda had a meeting with the head of the school board this morning. It's all over the school that Melinda and I are involved. She didn't tell me about the meeting." Emma was more than angry, she was furious.

"Emma, you were just in a car accident. Of course she wouldn't tell you."

"Tia, it's just exactly like what happened to her in Portland. She must be scared to death."

Tia was very aware of the terrible situation Melinda dealt with and how painful the whole thing had been for her. "Emma, she'll tell you all about it. She just didn't want you to worry."

"But she's going though this all alone." Emma began to cry.

"She is not, honey. She has you and me, Anna, and Van. We won't let her do anything alone. Now, you need to stop crying. Melinda would kill me if she saw you like this."

Emma tried to settle down and she went back to bed to wait for Melinda's call. She was too upset to sleep but lay on the bed with an ice bag on her arm. She finally fell into restless sleep and Tia sat in the living room working, periodically checking on her. When the telephone rang she picked it up on the first ring trying to keep from waking Emma.

"Hello."

"Tia, it's Melinda."

"Hi, how was your meeting this morning?" Emma had been pretty hot when her assistant had told her about the school board meeting. It was spreading through the school like wildfire.

"Emma knows?"

"Yes, and she's very angry that you didn't tell her what was going on."

Melinda was silent for a few moments before she responded. "I should have."

"What happened?"

"I have an emergency board meeting at five to answer their questions."

"Where's the meeting?"

"Here at school, in the gymnasium."

"Emma will demand to be there."

"I know." Melinda sighed, her emotions very close to the surface.

"I'll help her get ready and bring her."

"Thanks, Tia."

"No thanks needed, you're a friend of mine."

"A very special friend, could I speak to Emma?"

"Certainly, let me tell her you're on the telephone."

Melinda and Emma spoke for several minutes and then Emma came out of her bedroom to join Tia in the living room. "Melinda said you're bringing me to the meeting."

"I wouldn't miss it."

"We've got some telephone calls to make before this afternoon."

"Tell me what to do. Also, Van will be here at two. She's meeting a police detective here, a Detective Rhodes. She needs to talk to you about the accident."

"Okay. Could you do me a favor? I'm going to take a bath and I'll need your help with my hair. I can't get my cast or my bandages wet, and I can't use a hair dryer by myself."

"Sure, I can help. Now, what's your plan?"

Two hours later Emma's plan had been put into motion, and she and Tia were seated in the living room waiting for the detective and Van to arrive.

"Knock, knock, where are you Emma?" Van burst through the front door.

"In the living room, Van."

"Hey doll, how're you feeling?" Van was full of energy as she breezed into the living room. Her white blond hair stylish and her outfit caught their eye.

"I feel fine. Wow, you look terrific!"

"Thanks, I had a meeting with a client earlier." Van was wearing a lemon yellow jacket and matching short skirt. "I'm serious, Em. How're you really feeling, and why are you dressed, and out of bed?"

"I'm feeling better, and I'm going to a school board meeting tonight. Melinda's being questioned about our relationship and I have to be there."

"Oh, Emma, I'm so sorry. Can I go with you?"

"I think Melinda would like that. Thanks, Van."

"I love you, Em. And I love Melinda."

"I love you, too."

The doorbell rang interrupting them and Tia went to answer it. She introduced Detective Rhodes to Emma.

"Hello Ms. Sharp, how are you feeling?"

"Fine, thank you. Please, have a seat." Emma smiled at the woman detective. Van had not mentioned to her how young, and how beautiful she was. Actually, Van had neglected to tell them a lot. The young detective was wearing tan slacks and a yellow silk shirt, her brown leather jacket was worn, but made her very appealing.

"Thanks."

Tia raised her eyebrows at Van as she blushed while she looked at the detective. Tia couldn't help the chuckle that threatened to escape. Van rarely reacted to a woman especially the last couple of years, but she obviously was responding to Detective Rhodes. It made Tia grin.

"Can we get you something to drink?" Tia inquired. "Emma?"

"Thanks, Tia. A glass of water would be nice."

"Nothing for me."

"Van, come help me in the kitchen." Tia looked emphatically at Van. Van glared at her but trailed after Tia into the other room. Emma grinned as she watched Detective Rhodes' eyes follow Van's figure as she left the room.

"Okay, Van, confess. What's going on between you and Detective Rhodes?"

"Nothing, I met her yesterday at the police precinct. She was very helpful with the paperwork and getting the car released." Van answered innocently.

"And she's gorgeous. Is she gay?"

"I don't know, the question never came up."

"Don't be smart with me." Tia poked her. "You blushed when she came in the room."

"I told you she was very nice."

"Isn't it unusual for a detective to be talking care of an accident?"

"She volunteered to help me at the police station after another police officer tried to hit on me." Van blushed again. "She was the one who suggested she come over here to confirm things with Emma. She asked me if I was going to be here."

"Ah ha, does she know you're gay?" Tia continued to question her as she grabbed a glass of water for Emma.

"She could, considering what I said to the cop who got in my face at the station." Van colored again.

"What did you say?" Tia groaned as she looked at Van. Van was not known for her tact. In fact, her directness tended to land her in a lot of trouble.

"I asked him to leave me alone, twice. And when he wouldn't take a hint I might have told him I'd rather date his sister."

"Geez, Van, in the police department?"

"Well, he was a pig."

"I think Detective Rhodes is interested in little old Van."

"She's a doll, isn't she?" Van grinned at Tia.

"She is. Now, let's go join the two of them." Tia suggested. "And Van, try to keep your tongue in your mouth."

"Really, Tia." Van grumbled as they headed back in to the living room.

Emma and Detective Rhodes were sharing a laugh. "Hey ladies, Cara knows Anna, isn't it a small world?"

"How do you know Anna?"

"I know a woman who works with her and Anna came to a party I attended."

Tin grinned at Emma as Cara responded to Van. Her dark eyes flashed as she spoke directly to her. Her gaze locked on Van's face. Van's attention was focused directly on the beautiful woman. It was very obvious that the two of them were interested in each other.

"Cara, I appreciate your help with all of this stuff."

"No problem, Emma. You have my number. I'm just glad you're going to be okay. Just leave everything to your insurance and don't worry." She stood up and smiled. "Well, I'd better leave and let you get some rest."

"Thank you, again. Van said you were very nice to her when she was at the station."

"It was nothing. I'm sorry that Detective Handel gave her a bad time. He's a jerk."

"Thanks for getting him to back off." Van smiled at Cara and her bright blue eyes sparkled. Cara just grinned in return, her eyes locked on Van's.

Cara headed for the door. "Well, I'd better get going."

"Van, why don't you walk Detective Rhodes to her car?" Emma suggested, trying hard not to laugh.

While Van happily walked Cara out, Emma and Tia spied on them through the front window blinds. Cara and Van stood next to Cara's Four-Runner talking. It was a good twenty minutes before Cara drove away and Van re-entered Emma's house.

"Well?" Tia and Emma watched Van expectantly.

"Well, what?" Van grinned slyly at her friends. She knew what they wanted to know, but she was going to draw it out.

"Van!"

"Okay, we're going out tomorrow night. We're going to dinner at Jazz Alley."

"Congratulations, I'm glad you got up the nerve."

"I didn't. She asked me out." Van blushed shyly. It wasn't often that Van was shy.

"Very cool, girlfriend."

"Enough of that, tell me what's going on at the school board meeting. And please, tell me why Melinda should have to explain to anyone about her relationship with you!" Van's anger was apparent in her voice and her face. She didn't understand why anyone would object to Melinda and Emma's relationship. Her unwavering loyalty to her friends was one of her most endearing qualities.

"When I was in the hospital two teachers Melinda and I work with stopped in to see me. They caught Melinda and me kissing and I'm sure told everyone at school. She met with the school board president this morning and he told her he was calling a special meeting for this evening. She will have to answer questions about our relationship."

"Why would they care about you and Melinda?"

"They want to make sure we haven't acted inappropriately at school."

"Anyone who knows the two of you wouldn't even ask such a question." Tia reassured Emma. "Why does it have to be public?"

"Because the school board requested that it is an open meeting. I think it's to embarrass Melinda."

"What time does it start?"

"It begins at five."

"I'm going to call Anna. She'd want to go." Van headed for the telephone.

"Well, what do you think? Emma whispered to Tia.

"I think Van got bitten by the love bug." Tia giggled as she grinned at Emma.

"So do I and I can't wait to see how she handles it. Van needs an earth shaking love affair." Emma chuckled.

"She's going to fall apart."

Emma, Tia, Van, and Anna entered the school auditorium at quarter to five. The room was already filling up with students, teachers, and parents. Emma's telephone calls had done the trick. Melinda was seated in the front row along with Phil, the vice-principal, right next to her. Emma and her friends found seats several rows behind her. Melinda turned and smiled at her lover and Emma smiled back, praying that this whole proceeding would be painless to Melinda. She knew it wouldn't be. Melinda didn't deserve to be treated this way. Emma would have done anything to prevent this meeting.

While they waited for the meeting to begin several students, teachers, and parents approached Emma and welcomed her back, wishing her a rapid recovery. Not one person acted the least bit uncomfortable or embarrassed and that reassured Emma that she had done the right thing in calling everyone.

"Excuse me. Can we get started, please?" The president of the school board called out. "This meeting is called to order. The purpose of this meeting is to answer some questions brought to the school board's attention yesterday. Mrs. Lourde, would you like to proceed?"

"Yes. Ms. Newcastle, it has come to the board's attention that you and Ms. Sharp are involved in an intimate relationship. Is this true?" Her opinion of the relationship was evident in her body language and the look on her face. She didn't like it one bit.

"Yes, it is."

"Our concern is that this relationship is unacceptable with the two of you working together. Could you respond to this?"

Melinda felt slapped by the question but she kept her feelings well hidden as she responded. "I would be happy to. Ms. Sharp and I are in a committed, loving relationship and plan to remain in one for the rest of our lives. We do not allow our relationship to interfere with our work anymore then Mr. Dunn and his wife Irene do. We have never behaved inappropriately at school. If you have a problem with the way I do my job, please let me know. What I do in my private life is my own business, and I plan on keeping it private."

"Excuse me, Ms. Newcastle, there is no question as to the quality of the work you do. We are not here to discuss your job."

"If I am doing a good job, and it isn't in question, then what is the problem? Ms. Sharp does not report to me and our relationship is between the two of us."

"There is some concern among members of the school board that your relationship with Ms. Sharpe is unhealthy."

Emma gasped as she and the crowd in the auditorium reacted to the statement. Van grasped her hand and squeezed. Melinda slowly stood up in front of the crowd, her face devoid of emotion, but her stomach churned as she prepared to respond.

"When you interviewed me, I was honest about the fact that I'm gay. The school board assured me that it wouldn't be a problem. Now that I have found someone to spend my life with, who I love with all my heart, you're questioning the healthiness of my relationship. What is healthier then finding a soul mate?"

Emma began to cry as she listened to Melinda. You could have heard a pin drop in the auditorium. There was no doubt in her mind that Melinda loved her, she was putting her career on the line. It broke Emma's heart. The love and respect she felt for Melinda swelled as she proudly watched her speak.

"Emma Sharpe is a very talented school counselor, whose professional behavior has never been questioned. I'm also a professional. I do not see a problem."

"Either do I." Phil, the vice-principal stood up next to Melinda, his hand on her arm.

"Me either." Chuck stood up, and one by one the teachers of Melinda's school stood in support of her. Within moments everyone in the room including Emma stood up to back Melinda.

Melinda couldn't keep the tears from filling her eyes. She had never felt so loved and so incredibly lucky. Everything would be fine as long as she had Emma in her life.

"Well, ah, are there any more questions for Ms. Newcastle?" The school board president inquired. The school board looked at the overwhelming support shown for Melinda and wisely remained silent.

"Ms. Newcastle, the school board would like to thank you for your honesty and candor. We are certainly pleased with the job you're doing at your school, and encourage you to keep it up." The president of the school board smiled at Melinda. "I personally would like to apologize to you for intruding in your private life, and wish you nothing but happiness."

"Thank you." The cheers and applause that filled the room would have drowned out any other statement Melinda might have made.

The crowd surrounded Melinda, shaking her hand, and offering support. It was quite awhile before Melinda and Emma reached each other.

"Hi." Melinda's smile was blinding.

"Hi." Emma's eyes still glistened with tears.

"Are you ready to go home?"

"Yes."

"Good, we're officially on vacation." Melinda grinned at her overwhelmed and happy girlfriend.

Melinda and Emma headed for the door with their friends. It took them quite awhile to get to their cars. So many people approached them offering their best wishes.

"Thank you so much for your support." Melinda hugged the women who had banded together to show their support.

"We're family." Tia reminded her.

"I love all of you." Melinda's eyes filled with tears again.

"We love you. Now take your girlfriend home."

"I will. Van, I heard you have a date with a police woman."

Van colored with embarrassment as the rest of the group grinned. "She's a detective."

"She's a gorgeous detective." Tia reminded her as they headed for Tia's car.

Chapter Nine

Van

Van pulled the sweater off of her head and glanced into the mirror. "No."

She quickly slipped out of the current pants and sweater and threw them on the rapidly growing pile of clothes on her bed. Normally her bedroom was spotless, the designer comforter pulled neatly over the bed along with the matching pillows. Van's bed had a modern brass headboard and coordinated well with her brass lamps on either side of the bed. The black lacquered chest of drawers and armoire gleamed stylishly against the deep red walls. Van's sense of design and color were evident throughout the room except for the jumble of clothes on the bed.

"Come on, Van. What's wrong with you? This is just a date. What's the problem?"

Rummaging through her closet, Van passed outfit after outfit before settling on a deep purple pants suit. Grumbling to herself, Van finished dressing and checked her makeup one last time. She couldn't ever remember being this nervous before a date.

The security buzzer for her condominium rang as she contemplated changing clothes once more. She buzzed Cara up and waited impatiently for her to knock on her door. The knock was quick and Van took a deep breath, straightened her clothes, and opened the door.

"Hi."

"Hello." Cara's smile helped reduce some of Van's nervousness.

"Come on in while I get my jacket and purse."

"You have a beautiful place." Cara remarked, glancing around Van's stylish home. It looked like a professional had decorated it, with lots of chrome and leather, colorful pillows on the couch, and matching chairs.

Van grinned as she grabbed her long leather coat. "Thanks, I am in the middle of another remodel. I change it about every six months."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I guess it's the artist in me. My tastes change and so does my place."

Cara chuckled. "I'm lucky my place has furniture."

"I have access to lots of designer's items through work, so I have many things to choose from," Van explained nervously as she looked at Cara.

"Well, your place is very elegant, unlike my apartment that's currently full of dirty clothes and dubious furnishings." Cara responded with an appealing grin.

"I'm sure it's not that bad."

"Maybe you should see it before you make that call." Cara grinned again. "Are you ready? You look very nice, by the way."

"So do you, and yes, I am ready." Van couldn't help but admire Cara's stylish outfit. She was wearing dark brown slacks and a matching short jacket. Her black hair was glossy and fell in full curls around her face. She was wearing very little makeup, but her dark eyes were large, and surrounded by thick black eyelashes. She had a beautiful, full mouth, her lips shiny with gloss. Van was impressed with her slender figure, and her very fashionable clothes. She was darling. She was a tiny bit shorter then Van, who stood a little under five-ten, and slim herself. Van breathed deeply trying to settle her nerves.

"Our reservations are for seven so we should get going."

Van followed Cara out to car and they were on their way. After a few awkward silent moments Cara chuckled and then spoke. "Are you as nervous as I am?

"Yes." Van sighed, glancing at her.

"This dating thing is difficult."

"Have you been dating long?"

"Let's see, about twenty minutes." Cara grinned as she drove to the restaurant, her eyes glancing periodically at Van. Cara thought she looked gorgeous.

"Cute." Van chuckled. "How long have you been single?"

"About four years, how about you?"

"I haven't had a serious relationship in a long time, just terminal dating."

"Why?"

"Why no relationship? Probably because I want too much out of one."

"What do you want?"

"I want what Melinda and Emma have. I want love, passion, and unfailing support."

"I don't think that's asking too much."

"What do you want?"

"Unconditional love, a partner," Cara parked the car and turned it off before turning to Van, "and a sex slave."

"Excuse me?" Van laughed with surprise.

"You heard me." Cara grinned. "Let's go eat."

Van was still grinning as she followed Cara in to the restaurant. Cara was pretty damn cute.

Their dinner was very enjoyable as they talked about their jobs and their lives, while listening to soft jazz. It was a perfect atmosphere for quiet sharing.

"I find it amazing that you're a detective at your age. Aren't you awfully young?"

"Not particularly, most of the men in my unit were detectives by my age. The sexual crimes unit tends to be a short stay for most detectives, though."

"Why?"

"Because it's so tough, the cases can be heartbreaking. The department doesn't think it's healthy for us to stay for more then three or four years."

"How long have you been in the department?"

"A little over a year."

"You love your job." It was a statement, not a question. Van could tell by the way that Cara described her work. Her eyes lit up when she talked about it.

"Most of the time I do. Some days I hate it. But I wouldn't want to do anything else."

"I think the city's lucky to have someone like you working as a police officer."

"You do? Enough to want to keep seeing me, even though I work crazy hours, and carry a gun?"

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