Kalinda was at the bar one night, drinking alone and weighing her options in her mind. She could tell the truth and lose Lana in the process, not to mention hurt her all over again. She could lie, let things unfold themselves and eventually lose Lana. She was beginning to believe, she had no choice in this. She was staring at the wall across the bar, straight at the bottles lined up on the shelves, when a person sat beside her. It was Alicia.

Kalinda gave her a smile. It was nice to have a familiar face around.

"You're thinking deep." Alicia told her as she ordered a drink.

Kalinda forced another smile.

"You know, you guys beat us today in court." Alicia continued.

"We did." That Kalinda knew. She was partly responsible for uncovering the evidence that buried the defense, which was Alicia in this case.

"That sucks." Alicia said as she sipped from her glass.

"Not for us." Kalinda was quite proud of herself.

Alicia gave out a chuckle. "So Kalinda, your eyes are telling me there's something wrong. Care to share with an old friend?"

"Are you drunk, Alicia?" She just had to ask. Alicia was acting awkward.

"No, no. Just having a bad day. So, what's wrong?" Alicia tilted her head to face Kalinda.

Kalinda drowned a shot before speaking. "There's this girl—"

"Because you're flexible." Alicia had to point out even if this fact was told to her a few years back, if only to prove that she listens. Kalinda gave her a sheepish smile.

"Continue."

It must have been the alcohol kicking in, but there was something about Alicia's presence that just let Kalinda talk. "I really just want to be honest—". Alicia cut her again, "I always say honesty's the best policy, Kalinda. If you want to keep the girl, just tell the truth." She downed another shot after finishing her sentence.

"If I tell the truth, it'll push her away."

"O—kay, don't tell the truth then." Alicia said as if things were that simple.

"I have this feeling that she'd find out about it anyway."

"Then you are in a bind, my friend." Alicia asked the bartender to refill her glass, raised it and nudged Kalinda to do the same. Kalinda obliged.

"Here's to—" Alicia began as she closed her eyes, trying hard to think of words to say. When she opened it, she saw Agent Delaney at the far corner of the room."—Ah! Agent Delaney!"

Kalinda was startled. She was so engrossed in her thoughts, she almost forgot she was to meet her here for drinks. "Wait, is she the—?" Alicia asked. Kalinda nodded.

"Oh, well, good luck with that. Cheers!" Alicia drank her last shot then took a leave. Her empty seat was immediately filled in by Lana, her face showed all levels of annoyance with hints of jealousy. "What was that about?"

Kalinda had to hide her smile. "Nothing, we were just catching up."

"Do you need to do that here?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you can catch up in court or I don't know."

Kalinda couldn't believe it. She was hers and yet, Lana was still jealous of everyone she interacted with. Not that she was complaining. It was actually fun seeing Lana all worked up because of jealousy. It could have been the alcohol or her subconscious trying to avoid a confrontation, but Kalinda immediately found herself in Lana's apartment, wrapped in a jealousy-driven sexual rage.

Hours afterwards, she was seated in bed, watching Lana sound asleep beside her. She continued to think about the consequences she might have to face because of her past. And did Nick just make another threat to Lana's life? Her thoughts were cut short when Lana moved. She saw a fully dressed Kalinda seated beside her.

"Hey, I didn't mean to wake you up." Kalinda told her.

"You didn't." Her eyes were still adjusting to the light from her bedside lamp.

"Listen—" Kalinda began. "I have to be at work early tomorrow. Would you mind if I snuck out now?". She was lying, she couldn't bear to be beside Lana while knowing the things she knew.

Lana sat up. She felt vulnerable, with her blanket the only thing covering her body, while the woman beside her was fully clothed and about to leave her in the middle of the night. But she didn't want to appear too helpless and too needy. "No, of course, I understand."

Kalinda's drive home was slow and quiet. If she could handle things on her own, she would, but judging from how things ended up the last time, wherein she almost got Lana killed, she wasn't too sure if she could again this time. Her problems won't go away until Nick goes away, but she doesn't kill people for a living so that was out of the question. She could just do nothing and wait until something actually comes up. Lana brought up the incident just once and never again anyway.

True enough, the incident wasn't brought up again until weeks later. Both Kalinda and Lana were out having dinner, again choosing a table out in the cold.

"We really should be eating inside, you know." Kalinda told her. "It's too cold out here."

"Don't worry. It'll be warm soon enough." Lana tried to give her a wink. Kalinda smiled back.

"I'll be at your office tomorrow."

"Really?" Kalinda asked. "Why?"

"I'll be speaking to Will and Diane."

"What about?"

Lana just looked at Kalinda. Speaking about the incident made her uncomfortable. In fact, the only person she freely discussed it with was her therapist. "I'm making a new statement regarding the incident."

"Oh. So you remember now?" Kalinda asked. She didn't mean to but she sounded sarcastic and irritated.

Lana, noticing the sudden change, looked at Kalinda. "What are you trying to imply?"

"You started off not remembering. Now you do. What happened?"

"Nothing. I just—nothing." Lana didn't want to talk about it and Kalinda respected that decision. Kalinda looked at the woman in front of her. Thoughts of how she could hurt Lana again re-entered her mind.