Damn it…what time is it? The older blonde stumbled as she removed herself haphazardly from the bar stool. Whoa! You know the floor moves awfully fast! The tall blonde moved clumsily between the chairs and tables. I am never gonna make it back to my hotel room alive… maybe I could find some place closer… some place "homier". She smiled and began swaying drunkenly down the street.

 An hour later Paula stood facing the Carlin’s front door without any idea on how she had gotten there.Well there is no going back now… she raised her fist and banged loudly against the red colored door. Wait there was a doorbell? It was too late for her to correct her mistake, however, because Arthur soon opened the door.

"What the hell are you doing here Paula?!" he snapped in no mood for one of his ex- wifes scenes.

"I… need to seeSpencer…" her words were slurred together and Arthur could smell the alcohol lingering on her breath.

"First of all I would never let you see Spencer in this state! Secondly, even if you were sober Spencer has a visitor and we’d rather you not scare her off." Paula frowned and tried to push herself through the door but Arthur was as solid as a wall, he would not let her through. She heard footsteps coming down the stairs and a familiar voice float from inside the house.

"Dad, who is at the door? Me and Ashely heard yelling… mom…" Spencer stopped dead and stared at the blonde standing on her doorstep, "Mom… wha-what are you doing here?" 

"Aww my baby girl! I just wanted tosee you but your damn father won’t let me inside the fucking house!" Paula tried vainly to get inside of the house again, and once again ‘Wall’ Arthur stood in her way.

"Paula I told you, you are not aloud into my house!"

"LET ME SEE MY FUCKING DAUGHTER!" Arthur stepped back in surprise, Paula took advantage of the space and squeezed in through the small crevice. Once inside though she just stood there staring at her daughter as though she could not remember why she had wanted to be inside the house to begin with. Look at the…the…dyke! Standing there looking at me! bile rose up in the tall blonde’s throat…Stop! She’s your daughter this is how you lost her the first time, "Honey! I reallllyyneed to talk to you…"