Shane: No this isnt a draw…Im right and youre wrong…she needed a place to stay….and I guess youre right too I should have went with my instincts and slept on the floor.

Bettes jaw dropped when she realized what Shane said. She turned to look at Dash and the bed that was unmade on the other side.

Dash: Nothing happened Bette, although she did try.

Shane shot her a warning look.

Dash: What?…tried to give me good food, boozing me up?…Bette the chick tried to come to bed naked after she begged me to share the bed with her.

Shanes eyes bugged and she began to panic. Bette and Dash checked her out and began to laugh at Shanes expression.

Shane: Thats not funny.

They both laughed and she crossed her arms . Finally she gave in and cocked an eyebrow.

Shane: I thought you were pulling a ***** Clea…man thats so not cool.

Bette: Alright, everyones meeting here in an hour…this is gonna be Base Of Operations for the weekend, so lets get a move on….youve got an hour to *****, shower and shave.

Bette gave her orders much like a drill sergeant . Dash tried to get out of bed but her tired muscles wouldnt let her.

Dash: ***** I cant get up. I shouldnt have slept on my stomach.

Achilles jumped up on the bed and spread out next to her.

Shane: Yeah I wanted to roll you over a couple of times, you werent breathing too well.

Dash: Why didnt you?

Shane leaned in to put her hands on Dash and Achilles growled and stood up in defense.

Shane: Thats why…so I didnt bother.

Bette looked at the two with a clueless expression and then became terrified.

Bette: Why cant she get….I mean ..you get out of bed?

Dash: I kinda got kicked in the chest and broke three ribs.

Bette turned to Shane in shock. Shane looked at her like a lost little puppy.

Bette: Why didnt you call me? …okay thats besides the point, lets just deal with now….well help you get ready thats all.

Shane was grateful Bette didnt make a big fuss like she tended to. She walked over to Dash and knelt beside the bed.