She tapped the cane, walked over to the couch, and threw herself on it, wanting
to drift off into a nice lofty sleep.  Dana walked by and Shane grabbed her, pulling her onto her lap.  Shane kissed her lightly but found that Dana was cool and not responding to her touch. 

“Hey, I don’t gotta see to know something is up.  You didn’t wanna kiss me last night; it felt
like you didn’t want me in bed with you…” 
Shane began, having wanted to bring this up
yesterday after they’d gotten home from the Planet.  Dana‘s been very cool and thoughtful in her own little
world.

“That’s not true!”  Dana almost yelled and she tried to pull
away, but Shane held fast, her fingers curling together and locking.  Not letting Dana getaway, not wanting to ever let go of
her, she held her close, feeling her heart beating against her own chest. 

“No, don’t run away.  Talk to me Dane,
you’ve never been scared of talking to me…” 
Shane began and a soft sigh from Dana that was the problem, Shane wasn’t her friend anymore, she was much
more than that.  That was the crux of
this problem, how did she tell Shane about this new almost development?

“You weren’t my
girlfriend then…”  Dana blurted out and Shane‘s face fell, her breath caught in her
throat as she muttered.

“Who cares, even more reason for me to listen, even more reason for you to talk
to me.  Dane, man I might not know *****
about relationships but I know you gotta talk. 
I know you gotta tell me what’s up with you….”  Shane began and Dana slid off her lap and sat next to her, Shane sat up and they were hip to hip.  Shane wrapped her arm around her shoulder and tugged her close;
Dana rested her head on Shane‘s shoulder.

“Dane, you’ve been weird since yesterday at the Planet, what’s buggin’ you?”  Pleaded Shane, her eyes darting around and Dana knew she was searching for something,
even in her sightlessness.  Dana took in a long deep breath and plunged
into the conversation she didn’t want to be having.

“Lara said something to me yesterday…  Um…  Concerning
my Subaru sponsorship…  About your
past…”  Shane frowned and stiffened, pulling her arm
back to her and clasping her hands in her lap.

“Oh.”  Shane muttered and Dana could feel her whole body rebelling
against what she wanted to do, and Shane wanted to run away from this very conversation.  She rocked a bit on the couch, rubbing her
bare arms as if she were cold.