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    Dana was completely stunned. She just couldn’t believe Alice was acting quite this nuts. The whole “peeper” thing had been bad enough, but a fucking car chase? She’d taken to ignoring Al as much as she could, but this was just too much. Picking up her cell, she hit the number that was still first on her speed-dial. “Are you insane?” she hissed as soon as she heard Alice pick up. Instead of a reasonable response, Al went into a diatribe about Dana being the insane one for leaving her. “Just stop it, Al!” she tried, but of course, her words went unheeded to the point where Alice asked her to hold on while she took another call, as if they were sitting in their respective living rooms chatting or something instead of speeding down the street, practically killing everyone including themselves.

    Dana sped up a bit more, hanging a fast right at a stop sign that she almost didn’t clear before oncoming traffic flattened her. Having bought herself a little time, Dana decided that this whole thing had gone far enough. She was tired of watching Alice get more and more psychotic with every passing second, and it was really starting to wear on her. That, and the weird lump she’d found the other day in the shower were driving her absolutely nuts. Making a quick decision, Dana realized that if she didn’t talk to Al about the situation she was going to start hitting her up for pills herself pretty soon. Pulling into a parking lot a few blocks after the turn, she rested her head on the steering wheel and waited, wondering what the hell she was going to do to make this any sort of right.

    After some weird banter with Helena about her natural hair color – and dammit, she needed to have it colored again – Alice switched back over. “Dane? You planning on going straight down Sunset, or do you think you might turn off?”

    “Alice…” Dana sighed, not really sure what to say. “Look, Al, we really need to talk, okay?”

    “We’re talking now, Dana. Wait, do you mean in person? Because yeah, that’d probably be good. No wait, it’d definitely be good. I mean, um…” The fucking pills were making her ramble again, and Alice suddenly realized she’d just initiated a car chase. In broad daylight, on one of the most public streets in LA. She totally expected Dana to hang up on her at any second.

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    1. Hey welcome abaord! I’m just writing my first fic at the moment too so i know how it feels. You’ve made a brilliant start though and really looking forward to the next part. Wish it had happened like this on the show. :)

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