Liz- Yeah she wants the chick back bad! Yeah avoid the real world as long as you can bills suck and after a crazy weekend of snow, horny teenage boys and two other jobs…I’m pooped

bvhall – thanks! hehe..there will be more of Bette looking after Shane..I’m glad you are picking up on Shane..I think I forgot to describe that they kinda look alike..body wise. ANd yes Dash needs porter attention, and she gets it!




Janet M – I never behave! i just let people think I do ::winks:: anyway this one was nice and long for ya…as will be the next 2 atleast they are typed already i just have proof reading to do! Ahh but ala , I have a crazy week ahead…crazier than the weekend with the boyz….anyway see you next chapter


InShane – ONE DAY you’ll write again? …forget it quit your job…we’ll form a society of non working cultests who write L-word fiction…it could work, just don’t drink the kool-aid :)

L – thanks for the compliment



m_rave – where ya going to school at? well the 3rd job is just babysitting the highschool boys down the street…there rents go out of town a lot so i sleep over and make sure they don’t have parties…which really means i let them booze and go to bed.

Lwordjunkie – thanks I’m glad you liked it…Now I don’t know if I’m awesome, but I try…Yeah i like Bette and Shane too…cuz I’m a big ol’ dork..I’ll keep an eye on the Fatal Attraction

CFone – Hope this fix holds ya together…but I’ll try to either post again tonight or tomorrow :) gotta keep you and JM happy ::wink::




~If you only Knew By Maroon Five…Put on loop..its a fun song~

Chapter 17

The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a womans heart. – J.G. Holland

Alice sat on the couch in her living room watching TV, when there was a knock at the door.

Alice: Its open!…Bout time you showed up Romeo…

Alice hoped up onto her knees and turned around.

Alice: What the *****!

Alice looked her up and down.

Alice: What are you doing here?

@}~~~~~~

Shane, Bette and Dash sat in the ER waiting room. The three looked a hot mess in their clothes.

Bette: This is ridiculous!

Shane: Saturday night is there busiest time.

Dash: Yeah, chill lady were definitely gonna be here awhile.

Bette: So you two are experts on hospital etiquette?

Shane and Dash looked at each other with a knowing smile, when a nurse walked by.

Bette: Excuse me…how much longer will it be before we can see someone?

Nurse: Well it…Hey Shane! What are you doing here, its only…10:30…Ewww that nose looks bad…this is probably the worse one yet…and I see someone tried to reset it themself again.

Shane nodded and buried her head in her hands.

Nurse: Come on Ill plug it for you while you wait.

Shane: Your not gonna use tampons again are you Murdock?

Nurse Murdock: Ill see what we have

Shane: Hey can we get something to wear…those comfy scrubs maybe?

Shane gave her the best sly grin under the circumstances.

Murdock: Sure you two come along Ill get you cleaned up.

@}~~~~~

Alice grew angry at the sight in front of her.

Alice: What are you doing here Gabby?

Gabby: I just wanted to see how youre doing thats all…What? we cant be friends after everything?

Alice: So now you want to be friends!

Gabby: Yeah

Gabby moved closer and ran her hand down Alices cheek.

Gabby: Come on…come out with me tonight..youll have fun and…

Alice: Gabby I…

Gabby: What do you have plans? Whoever it is obviously isnt coming its already…

@}~~~~~

Bette looked up at the clock

Bette: *****

Dash: What?

Bette: Its Quarter to eleven and I havent called Tee…

Dash: Whos Tee?

Shane: Her wifey…also known as Mom number two.

Shane laughed and Bette gave her the finger.

Dash: So you have to check in with the Ball N Chain?

Bette: I dont have to do anything. Its what you do when you love someone…you dont want them to worry about you.

::Ring::

Bette: Hey baby..no Im fine, Im sorry…No…Yeah I found her.

Shane looked at Dash and they both rolled their eyes. The two seemed to get along quite well since the recent ***** kicking.

Bette: Tee, listen…I had to bring Shane to the ER, shes fine, her nose is broken…no it has nothing to do with Cheri, yes Were ok, Ill be home later..

Bette spit the plethora of information out at once in an attempt to keep Tina from interrupting.

Bette: Dont be like that…No, I just forgot cause I was busy holding bloody rags to her head all night….Mmmmm…really?!?! Oh you dont say…Yeah Ill be your Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman any day…You can be my little Doogie Hoo…

Shane: Hey!!

Shane covered Dashs ears, but Dash pulled away quickly.

Bette Oh sorry…Hey I gotta go…But you might want to wait up (She said seductively)

Nurse Murdock enters and laid the hospital scrubs on the bed. She had situated them in another room while they waited for the doctor.

Murdock: Okay, Ill get Dr. Sullivan in as soon as I can

Shane: Sullivan! Sullivans in the ER tonight!?!

Murdock: Sorry Shane, were understaffed and there was a pile-up on the freeway.

Shane: Understaffed? More like desperate.

Bette got off the phone and brought her attention back to Shane.

Bette: Alright spill it.

Shane: Sullivan is the Attending doctor upstairs when Father Joe gets Dialysis treatments three days a week his organs are shotty ….Anyway…Complete ball buster…anyway, she was on duty in the ER when I…you know…she fucked ***** up royally. I found out later that ***** wanted to slice and dice for some stupid ***** with my heart, but Father Joe said no and wouldnt sign off when some Resident explained that there were other options.

Shane rubbed her chest..the ghostly pains in her ribs were throbbing.

Shane:… Anyway, the ***** has it in for me. I think she wanted to do it on purpose. After Father Joe said no, my heart stopped and she was ready to crack me open but the other doctor didnt give up on me and got my heart started again…He cracked some more ribs but Ill be damned if I let anyone open me up again…

Shane looked up to see Dash was fascinated by her recollection, while Bette just held herself trying to comfort herself while playing strong.

Shane: You ok?

Bette: Huh?…Oh yeah Im fine why?

Shane: You always get upset when I talk about…it…Im sorry I should have…

Bette: Oh no I was thinking about…about you and Alice….Maybe you should call and tell her where here.

Shane: *****! Alice…I forgot we were supposed to do dinner and a movie tonight.

Bette: Like a date!

Bette said in a playful voice with a big goofy grin.

Dash: Whos Alice?

Shane: Shes my….Situation…

@}~~~~~

Alice: Gabby youve been drinking, I think you should go.

Gabby: Come on AL youve obviously been stood up, Dont be so desperate….its unattractive.

Alice grew angry with Gabbys hurtful words.

Gabby: We can go out and have a good time…Like I told you before, Ive changed.

Alice: For your information, I didnt get stood up, this wasnt a date…Shane was coming over so we could hang and watch a movie…we havent seen each other in awhile…

Gabby: So you got stood up by a friend.

Alice: No something must have happened…she would have called…why did you have to go there? Now Im ***** worried..*****!

Alice paced holding one hand to her forehead and the other on the small of her back. She went to the coffee table and got her cell phone. She went to call Shane.

Alice: ***** I forgot she changed her number...Ill call Bette ***** its busy…What is going on?

@}~~~~~

Dash: Hey its Dash, I …yes…Im just letting you know Ill be home later. Look I could care less…I wasnt gonna call at all, this chick made me…

Bette snatched her cell phone from Dash.

Bette: Hello…Mr. Uhm?

Dash mouthed Mc Culley

Bette: Yes Mr. McCulley, My name is Bette Porter, Im the director over at the CAC and I ….just…uh no she didnt so anything wrong…no actually shes been helping us with a new art exhibit…part of her probation?

Bette looked at Dash with a questioning look. Dash tried to encourage her to continue, but Bette shook her head No. She covered the mouth piece and whispered…

Bette: Im not lying to your foster dad.

Dash: Youre not, I have to be in Father Joes program for probation..youre just giving me an excuse to be home late… and an excuse to use for the next few weeks now that theyve talked to you.

Bette: Yes…her probation..she volunteers and gives tours of the museum. Ok, I just wanted..uhm, to let you know shed be staying late because of the opening tonight, ok well…

Bette looked at the phone in disgust.

Bette: Well bye to you too jackass!

Dash laughed

Dash: I told you he wouldnt give a *****…he doesnt notice Im there till hes trashed and out of booze.

Shane began to grind her teeth. She hopped off the gurney and snatched up the scrubs Murdock dropped off. She ripped off her shirt and started changing. There was an awkward silence in the room. Dash looked at Bette and shrugged. She grabbed her set of scrubs and turned to get changed.

Bette followed suit but suddenly felt like all eyes were on her, when she heard a fox whistle. She had removed her shirt and stood in her bra. Bette looked up to see Dash and Shane gawking at her. She quickly held her scrub top to her chest.

Bette: Ahhh, what are you two doing?

Shane: Come on Bee, give the girl a show.

Bette: This is so illegal…stop your making me feel like a pedophile. Turn around Dash!

Dash looked Bette up and down and stopped with a heated look.

Dash: Ehhh Ive seen better in the locker room before gym.

Bettes jaw dropped in outrage. She threw the top at Dash and held her hands on her hips. Shane clapped

Shane: Now if Tina were here too….I could die happy.

Dash: Man that was too easy.

Bette realized she was played and went for the shirt and finished getting dressed quickly…trying to cover her full body blush.

@}~~~~~

Alice: *****, her lines busy again. Look Gabby, either way, I want you to go…Now!

Gabby held her hands up in mock defeat and backed away towards the door.

Gabby: Alright but when you roll around in that big empty bed tonight, dont bother calling for a midnight hook-up…my hands will be full…by then.

Gabby walked out , slamming the door behind her. Alice sunk down into the couch. She picked up the phone to call Bette again. ::Busy Signal::

Alice: ***** This!

She slammed the phone back on the coffee table. She walked over to the dinner table, blew out the candles she lit a long time ago, and left the food that went cold hours before. Alice sat back on the couch and flipped on the TV…nothing was on…it was Saturday night after all.

@}~~~~~

Dash Wow so thats intense

Shane: Yeah I know.

Shane hung up Bettes phone

Shane: It was busy Bee

Bette, Shane and Dash sat in chairs around the gurney re-reading the letter Cheri had sent.

Shane wasnt sure why she had let Dash read it. Maybe she owed her. But when they both let their guards down, they seemed to work well together. Bette just sat back admiring the twos transformation in the past few hours.

Dash: So what else can it do?

Shane scratched her head. She started playing with her stuffed nostrils. Bette and Dash laughed and Shane shot them a sinister look.

Bette: You look ridiculous with those tampons in you nose.

Dash: I think Murdock did it to be funny…you look like a walrus, especially with your hair sticking out like whiskers.

Shane crossed her arms and looked hurt. Bette tried to stop laughing.

Bette: Awww did we hurt the walrus?

Shane gave her the finger

Shane: Show me what this thing can do.

Bette: Ok I guess if I can teach a walrus to use a laptop then…

Shane: ***** you Bette!

Dash: ***** you Bette!

Dash imitated Shanes stuffy voice and Bette laughed hysterically. Shane couldnt help but crack a grin

Bette: Alright look…see this, its a list of all your programs. Shane shes got all types of multimedia programs on here. Does she know about the music thing?

Shane shook her head no. Bette looked confused.

Bette: Okay… well she has a music writing program here, where you can write. Then theres one here where you can hook up an instrument and play and itll record and print out what you played….and this one…hold on…ok this one says it can take music from what you write and convert it into guitar tablature….whats that?

Shane shrugged. They both looked at Dash who rolled her eyes.

Dash: Fret markings. Instead of regular sheet music they designed a way to just put a number on a line so you know where to put your fingers on the guitar frets.

Shane had a look of disgust on her face, while Bette looked impressed and nodded.

Bette: Wow

Shane: Woah..so any idiot can just play?

Dash: Im afraid so.

Bette: Anyway!

Bette flipped through the manual that came with the laptop.

Bette: Well since it has internet we can mess around with it now.

Shane: Okay tell me about this Napster thing everyone is so pissed about.

Bette and Dash laugh in unison.

Dash: Shane that is so five years ago.

Shane shrugged and sat down.

Bette: Alright lets download some music to listen to.

@}~~~~~

Alice laid on the couch watching TV. She thought back to her morning at the planet.

Alice: Did I rush things…move to fast? Or is this about Cheri? God if shes off reconnecting with Cheri, why didnt she at least tell me?

Alice got up in a huff. She went to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine. She walked back to the couch, picked up the remote and turned off the TV. She then made her way to the bedroom and changed for bed.

@}~~~~~

Dr Sullivan entered the room to see what looked like a *M*A*S*H* reunion around a laptop that was playing music. They looked like casualties of war in their hospital scrubs.

Shane: Hello Doctor Sullivan..

Shane spoke without bothering to see if it was in fact Doctor Sullivan who entered. Sullivan approached the group.

Sullivan: Im Dr. Sullivan, Nurse Murdock seems to think you guys are in dyer need of my attention, although we are severely understaffed at the moment.

Sullivan turned to look at Dash who was less than impressed with her ominous introduction. Sullivan rushed to Dash and quickly examined the bruising around her neck. She poked and prodded her neck everywhere.

Dash: Ouch!

Dash shrugged her hands away.

Dash: Someone could use a little work on their bedside manner!

Sullivan: I need you to turn your head this way Ms….uhm?

Dash: Dash!

Sullivan: Ms. Dash

Dash: No my name is Dash.

Sullivan: Oh, I see…well, Id like to get some X-rays done. They mostly show if theres any damage done to the bone structure, but it will also show any major damage to ligaments and muscle tissue.

Shane lowered her head in her hands and Bette pulled her in close and rubbed her back.

Sullivan: Ill also have to ask you two to file a report while youre here. Since shes a minor I have to call the social worker thats on duty. The regular isnt here, but we have a volunteer…

Dash: Im not filing a report.

Sullivan: Its not really up to you.

Sullivan turns to Bette and Shane.

Sullivan: Shane can I speak to you in the hallway?

Shane: You can say what you have to say here.

Sullivan: I need to know what happened.

Dash: I fell

Shanes head flew down hard in exasperation on the table but she jumped up from the pain.

Shane: *****!

Bette cringed and went to touch Shanes nose but Shane stopped her.

Shane: Im fine lets get her checked out already.

Sullivan circled around to the other side of the bed. When she saw Shanes face she didnt know wether to laugh or yell at her.

Sullivan: What happened!

Dash: She got her ***** handed to her!

Shane gave Dash a warning look.

Shane: Looks like someone handled you quite…

Shane stopped herself when she could see Dash recalling the nights events. Bette went over and crouched down in front of Dash,

Bette: Have you eaten?

Dash shook her head no.

Bette: Lets get you something to eat while the Doc takes care of Shane.

Dash: I dont know if I can swallow anything

She shoots a look at Shane who puts her head in her hands again.

Sullivan: Dont go far, I havent checked you two out yet..and nothing heavy there might be damage to the…

Dash stormed off with Bette quick to follow. Sullivan sat down in Bettes chair and looked at Shane who stared at the scrolling letters on the computer screen while the music played. Sullivan reached over and closed the computer. Sullivan moved closer and turned Shanes chair so they were facing each other. She put on a set of rubber gloves and began removing the tampons from Shanes nose.

Sullivan: Talk to me… I can help.

Shane let out a sigh and chuckled.

Shane: Next youre going to tell me I can trust you huh?

Shane ran her hands through her hair. The doctor felt around the check bones of her face. See used a light to look up into Shanes nostrils as Shane stretched and placed her hands behind her head. She pressed her thumbs against Shanes nose. Shanes eyes watered as she mustered up all of her strength not to cringed or yell in protest at the pain Sullivan was causing in her face.

When Sullivan was satisfied, Shane stretched her feet out and crossed her legs, fully lounging her body. Shane snuck a look over at Sullivan who was staring at her intently and she rolled her eyes and looked away.

Sullivan Did the same person do this to both of you?

Shane shook her head no.

Sullivan: Shane this is bigger than you and me now…This isnt the same as just dropping in when ever you want and leaving a….

Shane: I know that! Did you think I dont?

Sullivan: Than prove it! Act like an adult and do something for your sister!

Shane froze

Shane: Sister?

Shane looked at the door in confusion

Shane: What made you think we were sisters?

Sullivan laughed but remained questioning.

Sullivan: Sorry its just your last name was on both charts. Then theres the same hair and eye color…same funky-***** attitude…I just assumed!

Shane: You shouldnt assume

Shane shot her a wry smile

Shane: No…I dont have any family.

Sullivan: Family isnt always blood. What about you and your girlfriend?

Sullivan nodded towards the door.

Sullivan: She and Dash seem close, looks like a family you guys have got going to me.

Shane: There you go assuming things again…Thats just my friend Bette, Shes married …were friends…and she just met Dash tonight.

Sullivan sat back in defeat…all attempts to make a connection were cut off. The two just sat in silence staring at the floor.

Shane: You really gonna call a social worker?

Sullivan nodded.

Sullivan: I know the volunteer whos here… she works in social services…specializes in the older adoptions for foster kids. If somethings going on at home…

Shane: There is…

Sullivan: But will she admit to them…

Shane: I think if I hadnt…If I can get her to trust me…

Sullivan put her hand on Shanes shoulder.

Sullivan: But do you have proof?

Shane: I just know…Ive seen the bruises and scars.

Sullivan knew Shane was coming from experience. After their initial run in, she studied the womans medical history. She was shocked and equally impressed that the woman sat beside her. Had she read her complete history she would have given Shane a chance to fight in the ER room.

Sullivan crossed her arms and sat back in her chair.

Shane: What if tonight wasnt involving her foster parents…Can you press charges against that person, and still get her out of there? Even if she wont say anything? Like if the person confessed?

Sullivan: How would you get them to…

Shane: I did it.

Shane looked Sullivan in the eyes for the first time. Sullivan could see the pain in Shanes eyes, and knew she was telling the truth. She wasnt lying to sacrifice herself and get Dash help. Shane looked down at her feet.

Shane: I teach a Martial Arts class at St. Judes, for teens who…I guess are in trouble.

Sullivan nodded, assuring Shane she could go on.

Shane: Well..we never got along…I was trying to get through to her..why I try so hard with her I dont know…in fact shes the only kid Ive ever talked with one on one before…(Shane paused)…well today she kept pushing me…she bleached all the uniforms and…whatever, she didnt deserve what I did.

Sullivan: What is it that you did exactly?

Shane: (Swallowed hard) We were sparring..I was trying to get through to her…show her that beating me wouldnt help her life at home…I got distracted when Bette walked in …I NEVER get distracted…

Sullivan: Who wouldnt with that woman.

Shane smiled and nodded

Shane: Anyway…the kid drop-kicked me straight to the face…thats when I snapped..It wasnt me though…I wasnt there till the lights came on and Father Joe was on top of me…I swear I dont remember what made me do it.

Shane crossed her arms and brought a hand to the bridge of her nose. She grimaced from the pain.

Sullivan: What made you snap? Does it happen often?

Shane: We were fighting in the dark…

Sullivan: Then how could you…

Shane: There was a strobe light…it plays tricks on your mind and body when you fight. You have to concentrate harder and anticipate moves.

Sullivan: Shane what made you snap?

Shane: I dont know…when she kicked me… and being in the dark, it was like…I was back there all over again.

Sullivan knew from Shanes file at Social Services where there was. Her friends in the Childrens Division reluctantly dug up Shanes file and let her read it…after many attempts to assure her that she needed a complete history to treat Shane in the future.

Shane: I just did.

Bette popped her head in the door and Shane jumped.

Bette: Hey sorry…were back.

Sullivan motioned for them to enter. Dash came in sipping her drink with a satisfied look on her face, which quickly faded when she saw Shane.

Dash: What did I miss?

Sullivan rose and crossed her arms

Sullivan: Nothing but Shanes bad attitude!

Shane looked at Sullivan in utter confusion

Sullivan: Dash are you going to tell me what happened?

Dash: I told you I fell

Sullivan: Fell into someones hands?

Dash nodded with a smug look on her face

Sullivan: Fine lets get you two to X-Ray

Bette: Thats it?

Sullivan: I cant do anything without proof that someone assaulted her and shes refusing to help.

Shane: Dash…

Everyone froze

Shane: Just tell her…the person who did this to you should be punished…taught a lesson.

Dash: No…I have plans of my own for them!

Sullivan: Im satisfied with that!

Shane shot Sullivan a deadly look.

Sullivan: Alright lets get you guys home already.

Murdock enters the room.

Sullivan: Murdock can you get Shane and Dash to X-Ray while I check out Ms…Uhm

Bette: Porter…just call me Bette

Sullivan: Bette…

Bette: And Im Okay…only my clothes were assaulted.

Shane and Dash laughed. They looked at each other and quickly became serious again.

Sullivan: Alright then were all going to X-ray.

After two hours, the three were ready to go. Dash was given pain killers for her bruised trachea and strained vocal chords. Shane…Shane had Sullivan remove the chipped bone that fell along her deviated septum, although Sullivan argued for a plastic surgeon on a scheduled day. Shane insisted that it be removed instantly or not at all.

The truth was, Shane knew Sullivan was afraid to touch her , but she wanted to show the doctor she was willing to trust her…and was grateful for her help.

Shane and Dash yawned at the same time. They looked at each other and laughed

Bette: Alright its time to get my ninjas home!

Bette thanked the doctor and nurse, leaving her card and an offer for tickets to the next opening at the CAC.

In the parking lot, Bette almost had to physically force Dash into the car for a ride home. She reluctantly agreed, but only if she could ride shotgun. Shane gave in knowing Dash was crushing on Bette.

They drove for twenty minutes and arrived in a sketchy part of town. The TV was on inside the house, causing a blue flicker through the windows. A car with a broken window sat on cinder blocks in the driveway. There was a broken bike laying on the front lawn..if thats what you wanted to call the straw-like substance. A Rottweiler barked in front of the house, while defying the links of the chain that held him back.

Shane: Maybe I should go and..

Bette: No, Ill go…I dont think they should see you like this.

Dash was asleep in the front seat. Shane went to wake her but was afraid to touch her. She looked so innocent when she slept. Bette looked at Shane to encourage telling her it was ok to touch her. Shane leaned over the seat and whispered in Dashs ear, knowing instinctively not to startle her awake. Dash stretched in the front seat and opened the door to get out. Dash noticed Bette was getting out also.

Dash: What are you….its okay, hes probably still at the bar…and shes passed out at the TV.

Bette: Still I should say something…That way theyll have a face to the name

Dash gave Bette an inquisitive look

Bette: For the next time you come home late and tell them you were with me.

Dash blushed..How Bette knew she was going to use this as an excuse was beyond her. Shane smiled at the two as they moved up the driveway.

Dash: See you…later (She threw over her shoulder)

Shane smiled and climbed into the front seat. She sunk down low – the girls three words helped calm her from the guilt and turmoil swirling though her head. She looked at the door and saw Dashs foster mother grab her by the arm and toss her inside. She then turned to Bette and attempted to hold a sober conversation, until she turned and closed the door in Bettes face.

Bette slowly made her way back to the car taking the furthest route from the dog. She climbed into the Saab trembling.

Bette: Shane…

Shane: I know Bee….Im working on it.

Bette turned to look at Shane with sadness in her eyes. She ran her hand through Shanes hair. She reached in her pocket and removed three of the painkillers Sullivan gave her for Shane. She removed one from the small pack of temporary pills until they could get to the pharmacy the next day. She handed a pill to Shane who tossed it into her mouth without water.

Shane: Ill get her out of there….. I owe her that.

@}~~~~~

Bette pulled into the parking lot twenty-five minutes later. Shane had fallen asleep in the front seat. She was curled into a ball with her boots up on the Dash. Ordinarily Bette would have flipped but with the pain killers and nights adventure she let it slide. Bette sat back and watched her sleep for a moment.

Bette reached over to wake Shane gently. Before she could stroke her hand along Shanes cheekbone, one eye popped open and Bette jumped.

Bette: Jesus Shane…

Shane gave a weak smile and yawned. She stretched and the bones in her body cracked. She went to rub her face. But stopped and rubbed her eyes instead.

Bette: Do you ever sleep?

Shane: Ill sleep when Im dead.

Shane looked around confused and scratched her head.

Shane: I thought we were going home? Why are we…

Bette: I brought you to Als…I told you I would help you if this is what you really want…and its for your own good. Go fix things before…

Shane: Hellllllllz No! Shell be pissed…Ill call her in the morning.

Bette: Dont be a *****!

Shane was shocked at Bettes bravado….and vulgarity.

Shane: Youve spent too much time with Dash…and youre damn right Im a *****, have you ever seen her when shes mad…I mean really mad? I might have to go back to the ER!

Bette Yeah shes gonna kill you but think about it…youve got three things going for you. One, shell take one look at you and know it wasnt another girl, you were really unable to come…

Shane nodded and crossed her arms.

Bette: Two, you came to her when everything was done…thats gonna get you major points, especially with the whole Cheri thing going on.

Shane nodded and smiled to herself realizing this might not be so bad after all.

Shane: And three?

Bette: Well…I figure when your charm fails…and with Alice it will…at least I got you hopped up on pain killers…so it wont hurt so much when she ***** slaps you.

Shane: Arrrg!

Shane slid down in the seat and put a hand to her forehead. She played with the bandage on her nose and Bette swatted her hand.

Bette: Stop Picking! Now, go face the firing squad!

Shane looked up at the apartment building. Alices lights were off.

Shane: Im so incredibly fucked!