Bette: Okay lets all take a deep breath here…Dash Ill help you get undressed and then Ill take care of you Shane while shes in the tub.

Dash turned pale and looked at Bette with pleading eyes.

Bette: With the curtain closed.

Bette helped Dash undress silently. She made sure to maintain eye contact with her the whole time. Dash turned to face the wall, as Bette unwrapped the ace bandages that were wrapped tightly around her chest. She then wrapped her in a huge bath towel and held her steady as she stepped into the tub. Dash closed the curtain and handed the towel out to Bette.

Bette: Can you sit down okay?

Dash: Ill be fine.

Bette turned to Shane who was still holding onto the sink for dear life, with her head down staring at the sink. Bette rubbed her back .

Bette: What else is going on?

Shane continued to look down. Bette sighed and put one arm around her waist. She leaned her head on her shoulder and just watched her in the mirror. Dash stopped in the tub and waited for Shane to answer.

Dash: Alice called it quits last night…

Shane shifted her weight at the sink. Bette pulled her in closer and placed a kiss on her forehead and then her neck. She leaned in against her and pushed the hair out of her eyes to see that Shane was fighting back tears.

Bette: Shhh….dont worry kid…when youre ready, just tell me why and Ill see what I can come up with…I know youre not ready to throw in the towel yet.

Shane nodded and looked at Bette in the mirror.

Shane: She….she didnt even give me a reason….I didnt even get to say anything….you saw how pissed she was at breakfast yesterday and then that was it….she just played this song on the phone that basically said she felt like the man on the side and hung up….

Bette reached past Shane and opened the medicine cabinet. She pulled out Q-tips, Vaseline, alcohol, cotton balls, scissors and tweezers, placing them all around the sink. Shane reached under the sink and pulled out a giant box of rubber gloves.