“Well, I hope Sam is doing well, since things are going to get complicated, I’m sure,” said Helena with a slight smirk.

            “Huh?”

            “Well, I may as well tell you, Jayden had filed for a divorce from her husband,” began Helena.

            “That’s cool, he’s an ass, always gone…”

            “…because she’s in love with me,” finished Helena with a smile brimming on her attractive lips.

            Shane’s face showed a variety of emotions, then a smile spread over her face, moving over to Helena and hugging her, “Congrats on bagging one of hottest women on the planet, you realize that she’d got legs for days?”

            Helena laughed, “Oh she has more than legs, and you should see her abs, I’m rather sure I could bounce a quarter off them.”

            “So, this is serious with you two?” asked Shane trying not to beam too brightly.  Helena had been through the wringer in the last few months and some of it had been Shane’s fault. 

            “It is,” assured Helena.

            “Good, you deserve it,” said Shane lifting her glass of orange juice to Helena in a toast.

            “Jayden was rather concerned about how Sam was going to take it, I hope she’s gentle with Jayden, she’s rather fragile about her sexuality,” said Helena with apprehension.

            Shane’s eyes stormed over, thinking of Sam upset about Jayden suddenly switching teams.  “Ya know, I’m gonna go over there, to Sam’s, check up on her, just in case, ya know, she needs and ear or a shoulder,” said Shane as she downed the rest of the orange juice and moved to the door quickly.

            “Shane, you may want to shower, you’re sporting a rather pungent perfume,” said Helena as she wrinkled her nose.

            Shane sniffed at her clothes, realizing that she hadn’t showered since before having sex with Carmen, “I’ll do it later.”

            Helena made a face, watching Shane jog away, thinking nothing of it, then going upstairs to collect some scripts that she was reading and letting the day waste away.

            “Sam?” said Shane from the fence that surrounded Sam’s back yard, there had been no answer at the door, so Shane had gone around the back of the house and was now peeking over the fence.