Shane woke up from a nightmare. The glass in front of her shattered but the bullet hit Carmen who stood in front of her. She woke up full of sweat.

Shane: Carmen!

She looked around the room and didn’t find her. She scrambled out of bed and ran around the house.

Shane: Carmen! Carmen!

Tina heard Shane yelling and went through the backyard and knocked on Shane’s kitchen door. Shane threw on some jeans and t-shirt before opening the door.

Tina: What’s wrong?

Shane: I can’t find Carmen.

The ring on the table sparkled and caught Tina’s attention.

Tina: Shane.

She pointed at the letter on the table. Shane walked over trembling.

Shane,

I’m sorry. I can’t stay with you anymore. Please just move on and forget me. I’m really sorry.

I love you. Don’t ever doubt that.

Carmen

Shane held the ring and a sob choked out of her throat. Tina held onto Shane as she crumpled to the floor taking Tina with her. Shane took her cell phone and started dialing crazily.

Carmen’s phone: The number you have dialed is not in service.

Shane: Fuck fuck fuck.

She dialed again. The same thing, again and again. Tina grabbed the phone away from Shane. Bette had come over this time hearing Shane’s anguished cries and cursing. Bette was surprised to find her girlfriend holding onto the broken detective.

Shane: CARMEN!

Bette called the airport.

Bette: Check all flights for a Carmen de la Pica Morales. What? You don’t know where Cezar’s private plane went? You idiots, it’s a plane! It can’t just vanish!

At that same time, Carmen was looking down from the plane’s window. She closed her eyes as tears spilled over her long lashes. Jenny put a comforting hand on her back. Shane destroyed her house. She had strung their rings together on a necklace that now hung around her neck. She didn’t go to work. Bette, Tina, along with the other officers turned a blind eye towards Shane. She was usually drunk or high. Different girls every night. Tina had gotten a cleaning crew to clean up the house when she couldn’t take Shane’s pigsty anymore. Charlie had asked Shane to model again, but could only leave messages on Shane’s phone. The paparazzi were after her. They took pictures of her bringing girls home and hooking up with them. Jenny tried to hide the magazines from Carmen about the promiscuous life of Shane, but Carmen knew. Jenny could hear her weeping in her room late at night.