Oh, this is gonna be a gas!

It's not what it looks like.

TW: Strong Language

Jo was packing her bag on the way out of the house while Lizzie sat at the kitchen island nursing some tea. "I have that Tea with BAFTA today I have to film."

"Do I need to clean the office really fast?"

"No, I think I'm just going to go in the pool/guest house."

Jo walked over to her wife hands full before leaning down pecking her head "Okay. Don't forget to take your anti-nausea meds. I love you three."

"We love you too." Lizzie smiled

Jo drove the bronco to work parking in her designated space before getting out her backpack and purse on her person. Once she was inside and settled she began working on a number of different secret projects. She was deep at work when there was a gentle knock on the door. "Come in," she said looking up. Ashley walked in standing in front of Jo's desk a folder in hand.

"You requested these."

"Yes. Thank you." Jo smiled

Ashley came around putting her hand on the back of Jo's chair leaning over her to look at her screen "What are you working on?"

"Same thing you should be." Jo said standing up "I think it's time you leave Ashley."

Ashley turned around taking a few steps backward as Jo tried to usher her out. Ashley stopped at the door frame letting her arms reach out to either side keeping her anchored in place. "I can stop thinking about you-"

"Ashley." Jo said through gritted teeth "Stop."

"I'm sorry I just cant."

"I love my wife you fool-" before Jo could react Ashley's lips were being smashed into hers. She heard a snap he eyes wide as she pulled back. A groan could be heard as Jo shoved Ashley off of her "What the fuck!"

"I really did love you. Until you fired my boyfriend. Now you get buried." Ashley quickly ran off with Sam in tow.

"Shit." Jo paced running her hands through her hair. She called her wife.

"What's up, baby?"

"Baby I need you to listen to me!"

"What?! What is it?!"

"You may see a picture of me. It's not true. I'm handling it now. I love you so much and I would never-" Jo was cut off by her phone dying "You have got to be shitting me!" She graned running to Kevin Feige. "Kevin I need your help!"

"What?! Is it Lizzie?!"

"No. Ashley ambushed me in my office and forced herself onto me. Sam whom I fired took a picture of her kissing me-"

"Say no more, I'm on it!" He picked up calling leal while Jo stood there shaking "Have you talked to Lizzie?"

"I did but my phone died before I could finish."

"Go home. Talk to her. We have security footage and ill have legal call you if they need you."

Jo nodded "Thank you, Kevin."

"And Jo."

"Yeah Boss?"

"Are you okay?"

"I will be as soon as I talk to Lizzie."

"Go."

Jo needed sprinting down the hall before racing home.

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