September 20, 2011
East LA, California

Shane walked into the house and let out a long sigh.

"Carmen, I’m home!" She called out.

"Hey baby," came her wife’s response.

"Man, what a shitty day at work," Shane said plopping herself down on the couch, "it was Bette’s day off."

"Well that’s no fun," Carmen laughed putting her hands on Shane’s shoulders and massaging her firmly.

"Ahh that’s good," Shane groaned.

"Baby your tense," Carmen said kissing Shane’s cheek.

"Hmm, yeah, I have this trainee Paige, she has the hots for me, I have to run from her," Shane chuckled.

"Do I have to kick some ass?"

"No baby, I can handle it," Shane laughed.

"Okay well, tell her that you have a very happy pregnant wife at home."

Shane jumped up out of her chair, "what!?"

"It took!"

"Oh my God!" Shane laughed jumping over the couch and hugging Carmen tightly.

"Not so tense anymore huh?" Carmen giggled.

"Well there’s another thing you can do…"

SLAP

"Oww!" Shane laughed rubbing her shoulder.

Shane’s cell phone rang and she gave Carmen a quick peck on the lips before answering, "hello?"

"Hey Shane, it’s Bette."

"Yo Porter!"

"Hey, do you think you can go to my apartment get my dickies and station T shirt, and some sweats and t shirts and stuff and bring them to LA County Hospital?"

"LA County Hospital? What’s wrong? Are you alright?" Shane said worriedly.

"Yeah I’m fine, I was on my run and this house exploded and I ran in to get this woman and her son out, I just got a few burns on my arms and a dislocated ankle," Bette said, "I’ll be back on track in two weeks."

"Jesus Bette, alright I’m on my way," Shane said hanging up.

"Is she alright?" Carmen said worriedly.

"Yeah, just a few burns and a dislocated ankle," Shane said putting on her shoes.

"Even on her day off," Carmen sighed putting on her shoes, "I’m going with you."

"Sure we gotta stop by Bette’s first," Shane said, "I don’t know why she wants so much clothes, but let’s go."

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September 20, 2011
Los Angeles County Hospital

"How you feeling?" Tina said rubbing Bette’s not burned arm.

"Just a sting," Bette smiled, "how’s Danny?"