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When Carla heard someone knock at their front door she was already annoyed. The only person visiting them recently had been Becky or how Carla called her in her head BS short for Becky Swain, or Bullshit, both fit.
“Wow you've finally learned how to knock," she said, annoyed as she opened the door. She didn't even look at who was on the other side.
“Well last I checked I knew how that works," a male voice said. A voice Carla hadn't heard in over two years. A voice that a long time ago rooted her, just like Lisa used to root her before BS came back from the dead.
“Peter?" Carla said in disbelief.
"What'cha doing here?” She asked, still shocked.
“We're traveling through," Simon said as he appeared behind his father.
“Come here, you," Carla told the young man and pulled him into a hug. When she released him she offered a hug to Peter as well who took it quickly.
“So tell me Carla, cozy house you have here," Peter stated grinning. Carla wasn't sure if it was a jab towards her or not. However Peter seemed to simply tease her about it.
“Yeah, a lot has changed," Carla replied softly and stepped aside to let the two men in.
“I heard, you happy?" Peter asked genuinely.
Carla tried not to blush, she in fact was very happy until Becky's return.
"Yeah, yeah I think I am,” she said. Peter saw something flash across Carla's face but decided not to ask.
"So tell me about your Missus," he said teasingly.
“You know her actually. It's DS Swain," this time she couldn't stop the blush creeping up her face.
“What, you mean that blonde copper who arrested me? Damn Carla, that's bold even for you,” Peter laughed.
"Trust me, I was just as surprised," she added and filled mugs for the three of them before they sat down on the couch.
It was about an hour later that Lisa and Betsy came home. Carla, Peter and Simon were still sharing stories and updating one another about the developments in their lives. As the two Swains entered, conversation stopped for a moment.
“Oh, I wasn't aware we had company," Lisa said.
"Yeah, Peter and Simon are traveling through, it was kind of an ambush,” Carla said with a warm smile. Lisa all but glared at Peter.
“That's nice," she said through gritted teeth, “will you be joining us for dinner?"
“Oh we haven't planned so far ahead, we're staying at the Inn but it would be nice,” Peter said while looking at Carla.
"Great,” Lisa said sarcastically.
Betsy and Simon got along quite well, they shared stories about the people at underworld as they set the plates out while Lisa, Carla and Peter were sitting on the couch talking about the past years, too.
“It's so good seeing you happy," Peter remarked, “even if I never expected you two ending up together." He laughed at that.
"Oh, why's that? Coz I'm a woman?" Lisa asked bitterly.
"Lord no, but Carla and a Cooper, no offense. You being a woman surprises me a lot less,” Peter laughed and Carla made a mental note to ask him what he meant by that.
Carla shot Lisa a glare who immediately calmed down and leaned onto Carla softly. She stayed quiet for the rest of the evening. At around 10 pm they bid their goodbyes and Betsy immediately made her way upstairs.
Lisa stood in the kitchen with an unreadable expression.
“Love, you okay?” Carla asked, stepping closer.
"I have to call Becky,” was all she said as she grabbed her phone. Carla was shattered, they had a nice evening and all her fiancee thought about was BS.
"You know what, fuck you,” was all Carla said before she turned to storm away. Lisa however stopped her and held her close.
"It's not what you think, Love," she said and held the brunette close.
“It came out completely wrong," she added. Carla didn't dare to move, she just stood and waited for an explanation.
“She can't come in here unannounced anymore. She can't keep texting me anymore, in fact she can't keep contacting me anymore except it's for Betsy," Lisa said and nuzzled Carla's neck.
"Why?" Carla all but whispered.
“Because Peter being here has shown me a glimpse of how you felt every time she was here. I'm sorry it took me so long. I'm sorry I didn't see it before, but I see it now and I won't tolerate it anymore,” Lisa pulled back and looked at Carla who had silent tears running down her face.
"I'm so sorry love,” Lisa repeated and kissed away the tears.