“I saw Lara when she was on vacation…”  Sam was saying and Dana pushed her again,

            “You bought her?  That’s what that guy said, you bought her?  What are you Lara, some sort of prostitute now?  Huh?  What the ***** was that man talking about?”  Dana growled and Lara swallowed, if they spoke of the club outside of the Island, they could be in very deep trouble.

            “He works at a place called Venus Island and Lara was working there and I… I bought her, yes, but it’s not what you think…  Or what it sounds like really…”  Sam was trying to say, and Lara was adding her own two cents into it.  Dana not really listening to either of them.

            “When we broke up when you broke up with me I went there to work, get away, indulge what the ***** ever!  I had a contract, and then we were together again… and Sam…  She yeah… Bought me, but it wasn’t like that…  We…  Nothing happened Dana; we just made it look that way….”  Lara pleaded but Dana was in another place, and angry and frustrated place. 

            Dana pushed Sam against the wall again, slapping her head against it as she raved at the young doctor.  Sam tried to explain, but her words fell on deaf ears.  Sam felt a dull pain at the back of her head, and she was dizzy suddenly.

            “I ever see you again Sam Vance, and I’ll kill you!”  Dana said as she pushed Sam into the wall with both hands hard.  Sam‘s head collided with the wall again and she slipped to the ground, feeling the back of her head and finding blood as Dana stormed out of the Planet.  Lara hot in her heels begging to let her explain.  Sam blinked, feeling the rush of blood to the spot where Dana had managed to split her head open. 

            “You were where exactly?”  Shane asked in a soft passive voice, dragging a chair over to where Sam sat on the floor.  She sat back slouching in a very ***** manner and Sam tried to focus.  Impossible, the tennis player had really given her a head injury, well ***** her.

            “Venus Island a very exclusive resort of sorts.”  Sam reached back again, feeling the gash that Dana had given her, a badge for a good deed gone wrong.

            “This Richard guy a guest?”  Shane questioned, doing her own version of Alice, cub reporter.  She wanted all the facts then she’d calm Dana down and tell her what had happened.

            “Works there, or did at least.  I’m going to have his balls, his ***** and his head.”  Sam said, her words suddenly getting slurred.

            “I’d start with the ***** first.  Men usually take that more seriously.  You really weren’t going to go and ‘service’ him were you?”  Shane asked out of curiosity.

            “Yeah, if it would have saved Lara from Dana finding out…”  Sam struggled to get to her feet, and she blinked.  Why was the place spinning like that, oh great.  Concussion, her mind told her in its clinical voice.

            “Whoa…”  Shane said, grabbing hold of Sam and putting an arm around the tomboy.  “How about I take you home dude.”

            “Ok.”  Sam said softly please let Dana listen to Lara.  Don’t let it all have been in vain, please make her listen, if there is a god up there, let her listen.

            “No ***** ok?  Cuz I don’t function to well when the bed is spinning…”  Sam quipped and Shane walked her down the back stairs, avoiding a scene.

            “Right.  No ***** with Sam.  I can handle that.”  Shane said her voice deep and serious.

            “Never could handle me Shane baby, no *****…  Way.  Can’t leave my car here…”  Sam was saying and Shane sat her on a bench, and found Sam‘s keys in her back pocket.  “Can you drive a stick?”  Sam asked focusing on Shane, she had the most amazing lips, thought Sam to herself.

            “What sort of ***** ***** do you think I am?”  Shane blasted in a fake hurt tone.

            “One that ***** women?”