Shane: Dana?

Dana: Where are you? Everyone is looking for you!

Shane: Shhh, I’m just calling to say I’m okay.

Dana: Where are you?

Shane: A safe place. Don’t worry, I promise to still go in for chemo. The nurse said I was doing really well I might not have to do it for much longer.

Dana: You better get back here right now, Carmen’s distraught over what happened last night. What got into you?

Shane: Dana, she kissed my… my… she kissed Carmen.

Dana: What about those things you said to her at the hospital? Helena told us.

Shane: Go into the study and break open the bottom drawer.

Dana obliges cracking open the drawer. Carmen was in bed still weeping. Tina was there with her comforting her. The rest of the gang was out searching for Shane. The photographs were tucked into the drawer neatly except for the last ones Shane had received. They were thrown on top of the stack.

Dana: Why didn’t you tell any of us?

Shane: I don’t know. I’m not thinking straight.

Dana: Shane, obviously these photos were to make you angry and misunderstand Carmen.

Shane: But seeing with my own eyes that girl kissing her. That wasn’t a misunderstanding. And on top of that, she was protecting her. She told me to stop, not her. Me.

Dana: You’re reading too much into that.

Shane: I’ll go to chemo when I need to, but I’m not going home.

Dana: Shane, you’re being inconsiderate of Carmen’s feelings.

Shane: Well that’s good for her, she’ll be able to go find that girl again.

Dana: Shane, stop that. It’s obvious you’re jealous.

Shane: I don’t care right now. You wouldn’t be saying the same thing if you were in my shoes.

Dana knew it was useless to fight with Shane.

Dana: Promise me you’ll come home latest when chemo ends. Then we can all talk it out.

Shane was quiet on the other end.

Dana: Shane?

Shane: I’ll think about it.

Shane hung up and threw her phone onto the futon. She rested her head against the raised portion and sighed heavily. When did everything become so complicated? When did she slip up and push Carmen so far away from her? She held her head in her hands as the tears slipped from her eyes. She wanted Carmen. But she felt like a child holding a bubble, she kept popping it.