Day 11

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"Okay, so turn left up here."

"Alright."

"Then keep going until you reach the second intersection."

"Okay."

"Turn right there, and then three streets down turn left and it should be on the right."

"Okay okay."

They were driving to an antique store and the GPS wasn't talking so Anne had to tell Catalina where to go. With minimal arguments, and maximum bickering they drove through the streets of Paris, determined to get to where they wanted to go.

Catalina pulled into the parking space and let out a huff.

"We made it."

"Why are there so many streets named the same?"

"So they know who's a tourist, and who's not so they know who to laugh at."

"Yeah, I'm sure they're laughing real fucking hard right now."

They stumbled out of the car and instantly folded into one another. Catalina's arm going around Anne's waist and pulling her as close as possible without hindering her ability to walk. They walked into the shop, the bell ringing to let the owner know they were there and browsed for a few minutes.

An old lady (why were antique shop store owners always old ladys?) practically appeared out of thin air and scared them half to death when asking if they were looking for anything in particular.

"No, well actually I was wondering if you had anything from the Tudor era?"

"Why yes! We have some things from the Seymours and the Boleyn's. We have an entire section dedicated to them, right this way."

Anne followed her hurriedly, excited yet also afraid.

"And here we have some of Jane Seymour's dress collection, rather simple, but still worth every penny. And ah, Anne Boleyn's extensive jewels, including her original rose choker with matching earrings."

Anne stared at the rose set in awe, and Catalina had to get them.

She had to.

"How much?"

A lot, Catalina almost had a heart attack, but she coughed up the money. Anne looked at her in surprise.

"You didn't have to do that...."

"I know, but you clearly loved those earrings, I can't believe she has all of that and no one knows about it......."

"I don't even know, but I'm glad they were there......... thank you baby."

"Of course."

As they drove back to the hotel Anne was happily humming and looking at her old set. Occasionally she'd glance at Catalina, something in her eyes, but before Catalina could be totally irresponsible and look at her she'd be looking at her set again.

Anne attached herself to Catalina as soon as they exited the car, she was grinning up at her, and Catalina kissed her head sweetly. When they entered their room Anne darted off to put her set in her bag so she wouldn't forget it.

Catalina came in and crawled on the bed and cuddled with Anne, watching t.v.

After about an hour Anne sat up and turned the t.v off suddenly, causing Catalina to start in surprise. She turned to Anne, about to ask why she was suddenly disinterested in the t.v, when Anne kissed her.

Catalina immediately closed her eyes and kissed back bringing her hands to Anne's waist. Somehow, when they pulled apart Anne was in Catalina's lap straddling her.

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