“I-I I… I hope so too…” Shane said, looking at the pretty blonde in front of her.

“Give me your hand…” Alice said non-chalantly. “What?” Confused by her request.

“Give me your hand…” Alice said as she was looking through her purse. “Uh… okay…” Shane held out her right hand. “Here it is… okay… here’s my number” Alice said as she finally found a pen in her purse and starts to write her digits on Shane’s right palm.

“Call me… when you’re in London… When you’re stressed out…whatever… just call me…” Alice said in a relax tone.

“I sure will…” Shane said looking at her palm and opening her car door with her other hand.

“You know sometimes you talk in an English accent…” Alice trails off.

“I do?” Shane said with puzzled look.

“Yeah you do… it’s really cute…” Alice said, making Shane blushed.

“I never really noticed it…” Shane said. “Uh… anyway I have to go…” Shane said slowly not wanting to hurt Alice’s feelings.

“Oh yeah… London… right…” Alice said looking down, realizing why she’s out here in the first place. Suddenly she felt a hand on her chin lifting her face up slowly… Shane gave Alice a small tender kiss on her lips. Breaking away from the kiss Shane sees Alice still with her eyes closed and her lips apart. Shane couldn’t help but let out a little laughter.

“I’ll call you…” Shane said, with that Shane got into her car, and starts her engine, drove off leaving Alice by her self the second time that night.

“Shane McCutcheon…. What in the world have you done to me….” Alice said to her self looking at the car Shane’s driving fading away.

LONDON

Shane’s mind was running 200 miles per hour. It was going like that from when she arrived at Helena’s private hanger and now in the taxi driving to Shane’s London apartment. She was having all kind of emotions. She misses her daughter, and worry about her daughter’s safety, angry at Carmen, still couldn’t figure it out with herself and Alice. “fuck…” she mutters and she closes her eyes and put her hands together.