Bobby: What the heck are you doing out here? You’re barely wearing anything.

Shane: In my defense, this big sweater is very warm and these jeans are too.

Tidwell: Does Carmen know you’re out here?

Shane: No, but guys common get me to the station. Please. I need to do something. I can’t sit there all day long.

Bobby: You just had chemo yesterday are you sure you can work?

Shane: Of course I can.

Shane pulled up the long sleeves to her beige v-neck to show them her muscles.

Bobby: Fine, get in the car. But you better call Carmen when we get there.

Shane nodded happily hopping into the car. She leaned back in her chair at the office. No one was there yet. There was a knock on the door and Shane saw Molly there. She stood up slowly using the table for support.

Shane: Hey.

Molly was looking at the ground.

Molly: Hey, Charlie told me to see you sometimes. I just happened to pass by and saw you go up.

Shane: Oh, come sit.

Molly shook her head.

Molly: I just wanted to see how you were. That’s all. Oh yeah, some kid wanted me to give this to you. He was standing outside.

Shane took the yellow envelope.

Shane: Thanks, I’m doing good. Chemo sucks.

Molly: You look sick though. Shouldn’t you be staying inside? Your immune system isn’t very strong after chemo.

Shane: That won’t happen to me. I just need to get some work done.

Molly: Oh yeah, Charlie said to come back to work when you feel up to it. The reporters are making wild assumptions about your absence.

Shane’s phone started vibrating.

Shane: Sorry, I have to get this.

Molly: Go ahead, I’m just going to go. I still have to wake up Nikki and both of us have work.

Shane got up and gave Molly a hug.

Shane: Thanks for all your help.

Molly: Don’t mention it.

Molly left and Shane answered her phone.

Carmen: SHANE! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!