Carmen: How we met.

Shane: Ok, well, first you picked me up from the streets. Well it was all staged of course. You getting followed and running into Bobby and Tidwell. Then I beat them up. And you took me home to be your bodyguard. That’s how we met. And you and I just kept stepping around each other. There was that party where we went to and I never got to dance with you. I went out with your dad and got hurt.

Shane felt Carmen’s slow breathing and quiet snores. She stayed there for a while holding her princess in her arms. She wanted to protect Carmen, but she knew she would have to ask Carmen what exactly happened to her mother someday. Shane had to, no matter what, she needed to get an answer. Shane lifted Carmen up and placed her gently into bed. She brushed away her long gorgeous curls from her eyes and kissed her forhead.

Shane: I love you, Carm.

She walked out of her room to make Carmen some lunch. Jenny was in the living room and watched Shane like a hawk coming down from the stairway.

Jenny: How is she?

Shane: She started talking.

Jenny stood up and ran towards Carmen’s room. Shane grabbed her arm and pulled her back down the stairs.

Shane: She just fell asleep, let her rest.

Jenny shot her an icy stare.

Shane: I didn’t ask her anything. She seems weak. She wanted to sleep.

Jenny: What are you doing down here then?

Shane: I want to make her something to eat.

Jenny: You better take care of her.

Shane: I will.

She walked past Jenny and to the kitchen. She let out a long sigh before getting out ingredients for Carmen’s lunch. After a few hours, she finished all her preparations and cooking. Placing everything on a tray, she carried it upstairs. Carmen was sitting up on bed looking out the window.

Shane: Oh, hey. You’re up.

Carmen: Yeah, I was wondering where you were.

Shane: Sorry, I wanted to make you something to eat.

Carmen: Awe, how sweet babe.

Shane smiled brightly and set the food down on the bedstand.

Carmen reached up and pecked her on the lips.