As the sound of someone walking towards the room Shane was occupying came closer and closer, she continued to just sit on the edge of the bed with her face in her hands. Noticing a figure standing in the door way, casually leaning against it, Shane stopped her sobbing as she looked up through her mottled hair. Wiping her face and rubbing her forehead, her eyelinear had washed off as her pale face tried to brush off the fact that she was hurting. At first, she wasn’t sure of who it was, knowing it couldn’t of been Carmen or Jenny because of the slim build and tall height, along with the long curly brown hair. But then, a large grin grew across Shane’s questionable features as she simply said," Hey."

"Hey," said the figure in the doorway as it stood there with its arms crossed and a small smile.

"So, what are you doing here," she asked smoothly without any hostility, but a sort of playfullness that the old Shane always carried.

"Well, Jenny gave me a key just in case if I needed anything to come on over. But I was expecting maybe Jenny flying down earlier than I was told or Carmen getting off work. But I wasn’t expecting Shane McCutcheon to be sitting on her old bed, looking like she just got back from god knows where."

"Yeah, I know. I wasn’t expecting myself to come back neither."

"Where have you been all this time? I mean, what have you been up to of late? Everyone was fretting themselves to death over you, especially when you didn’t show up at the wedding. Even I was freaking."

"Sorry about that, Bette, I really am. I wasn’t looking to do that just to get you guys all worked up. I don’t know, I still don’t. But, I went up to Colorado to have some me time and clear my head."

"So you were having second thoughts about marriage."

"Yeah, I guess I was. I mean, after I saw my dad and all, I was just freakin’ out."

"What’s he like, your father?"

"No good sack a’ shit is what he is. He left his wife for another woman on their wedding day. It made me so sick, and he kept telling me that we weren’t any different and that we could never change. Guess what, pops, you were wrong."