Jessica and Nancy get some help and make a startling discovery. Some language and brief smut. Thanks for reading!

Nancy escorted Jessica down the hall of the old leaky building. It was all so new to her. When Nancy turned on the lights, Jessica let out a gasp. Nancy couldn't help but feel a bit bad, this would be someone's worst nightmare, not knowing who you are and realizing you live in a shit hole.

"Wow...this is all mine?"

"Yeah...it's really not that bad...," Nancy couldn't think of anything nice to say.

"It's fantastic!" Jessica spun around and did a dance.

"Um, ok..." Nancy must've been missing something. Jessica did this with everything she found. Most normal people might have a nervous breakdown and drown in their tears but not Jessica, she acted more like a Disney Princess.

Jessica found empty liquor bottles and fast food wrappers carelessly thrown on the floor and on her bed. There was a half a bottle of burbon left. She tried a taste but could hardly keep it down, most of it spilled all over the front of her.

"I actually drink this stuff?"

Nancy wasn't too impressed by the state of the room. She chuckled though at the sight of Jessica grossed out by something she probably drank every day of the week. "It's what was on your breath when we first met."

"Well if you ever catch me drinking this again you have permission to hit me. Here get it away from me," Jessica handed her the bottle, feeling her small cold hand in doing so; she couldn't help but get caught in those big brown eyes looking up at her. "You're cold...you want to bundle up?"

"I think I'll sleep at your desk."

"I thought maybe we could sleep together. Like a sleepover. Keep each other warm," Jessica straightened the collar of Nancy's shirt as she said this which Nancy did not look comfortable with.

She backed away and said, "No, I'm good. Thanks."

"You take my bed. I'll take the floor," Jessica offered.

Nancy grabbed her things, "No thanks. You'll be ok, right? We'll figure this out in the morning?"

Jessica couldn't help but feel a bit crushed by the rejection, "Coffee tomorrow?"

Nancy smirked at her eagerness, at least she wasn't an angry, unhelpful drunk, "Sure."

When Nancy was out of sight and off to bed, Jessica fist pumped in victory. She fell back onto her messy bed and drifted off to sleep thinking of a date with Nancy.

In the morning Nancy was awakened by the arrival of a woman Jessica's age only she was blonde and much like the first time she met Jessica stern.

"Uh, hello?"

Nancy sat up on the desk, rubbing her eyes, "Hi."

She walked over to Jessica's room, still giving Nancy a suspicious glance, "Jess, are you up?"

Jessica sprang out of bed, fist ready to knock this chick's block off, "Who are you?!"

"Jess calm down! What's going on?"

Nancy came into the room, trying to get between them, "She was hit in the head. She's got amnesia."

The woman looked back and forth between the two, "Are you serious?"

"Who are you?" Jessica asked again, looking angry.

"It's me. Trish. Come on." Jessica rubbed her forehead, "You really can't remember anything?"

Jessica shook her head, "Can we talk?" Nancy asked Trish.

In private they talked while Jessica was in the bathroom, "And you haven't seen her since?"

"No," said Nancy, showing Trish some of her own detective work. "She kicked ms out the other night. She was...pretty plastered. Said she wouldn't take the case."

"Sounds like Jess, she has been working hard on her last one."

"Then she finds me yesterday. I guess I'm the only person she remembers. I don't know how she found me. It's kind of like dogs walking miles and finding their owners."

Trish smiled at her metaphor, "If she can't help me do you think you can?"

Trish scoffed at the idea, "I'm a radio host not a private eye. Even if I was as drunk as a sailor I still don't think I'd be able to solve anything like her. But my guess is she won't be any use of anyone for a while."

Nancy shut her eyes, a slight pain.

"Are you ok?"

"I think I need to go to a hospital..."

"I think that's a good idea. I'll get Jess."

"I'm afraid though."

"Don't worry," Trish smiled, taking her hand comfortably, "You won't be alone."

Trish interrupted Jessica's shower; she still wanted to freshen up for Nancy. "Jess, come on!"

"Give me a minute...," Jessica popped out from behind the curtain, "What's your name again?"

"Trish. We lived together for 6 years," she said bluntly.

Jessica studied her face and frowned, "Are you my ex?"

Trish rolled her eyes, "Get dressed, come on!"

Jessica groaned, she didn't like this strict looking blonde telling her what to do. She was already at the hospital, she didn't want to go back there.

Trish drove them to the hospital, Jessica now noticing Nancy's distress. She put her hand on her forehead, "Hey, you ok?"

"It's the lab, Jess. She must've been exposed to something."

Jessica had a flashback. She was in the back seat of a car. It crashed. Big bright lights from above. She was being wheeled down a hospital corridor but couldn't move. A bunch of masked doctors doing something to her. Then she snapped out of it.

"Jess?"

Jessica massaged her forehead, "Yeah?"

"We're here."

Jessica met with the same doctor she ran out on before.

"Thought you got away."

He seemed far more interested in Trish from what she could tell. "So how bad is it?"

"Well, I want to do some further tests. See if there might be some other damage. She seems slightly more responsive than yesterday so that's good."

"She still doesn't remember who I am."

"Well that's ridiculous, you would be hard to forget," he laughed, she laughed too, Jessica looked like she wanted to puke. "I'm sure she will remember everything. It's impossible to say when."

"Where's Nancy?"

"She's being looked after..."

Jessica got in his face, "Well I want to see her!"

Trish took hold of Jessica, "Jess..." Jessica of course was too strong to hold back so Trish persuaded her to go out in the hallway to talk. "Jess, you need to calm down."

"Why are you trying to sabotage me?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You're ruining my date with Nancy!"

Trish was taken back, for once she wasn't sure if her old friend was being serious with her right now or if this was another one of her snarky jokes.

"Ok...Jess...you really need to calm down...Now when you say date..."

Jessica snatched Trish's makeup mirror from her purse, "I didn't have time to put on any makeup!"

"You don't wear makeup."

"Jeez, trix."

"Trish."

"What do you think, am I too flat?" She asked, pushing out her chest. Trish really wasn't sure how much more of this she could bare. "I really have to start dressing better. I think Nancy would like it...," Jessica started twirling her hair, swoon just thinking about the girl, "Isn't she dreamy?"

Trish had to give herself a shake, "Jess, you are seriously weirding me out."

"Well what do you know? You were too into that doctor."

Trish scoffed at her, folding her arms, "Fuck you, I was not. Even if I was it's none of your business."

"I don't have time for you. I have to go find her."

"Jess, no. You're not thinking clearly."

At that moment, Nancy was coming from a washroom and witnessed the two women arguing. She hid off to the side to listen.

"You want her too, don't you?"

"Don't be ridiculous. I don't really think you do either. This is something else."

"No. I want her and I'm going to have her. You'll see."

"You can't force her to do something she doesn't want."

Jessica smiled sinisterly, "She will be putty in my hand. I have my ways."

Nancy had no clue what they were talking about. She knew she didn't exactly like the sounds of it either. She found a supply closet to hide in for the time being to look over a file she found off a website.

Someone Nancy exchanged notes with talked about a theory where the lab was actually secret military making super soldiers. They wanted to control people. Nancy had a bad feeling about Jessica. What if she was one of their failed soldiers? Her amnesia could be the result of them finding her and wiping her memory. Then they could pretty much get her to do whatever they wanted. The guy online did tell her about some microchip that would be inserted to give them commands. Jessica was strong, unassuming. What if her mission was to collect Nancy? Crazy theory but she didn't want to rule it out.

Jessica held onto her chest; another sharp pain. "It's nothing. Had one like it earlier."

"You didn't mention this to the doctor did you?"

Jessica shook her head, veins popped up on her forehead. She ran, hoping to find a wash room, practically tripping over herself. She didn't find the wash room, but she did find Nancy in her little hideout. Nancy screamed, thinking now that Jessica really was on some kind of spree. It looked like something was piercing through Jessica's chest. It moved under her shirt. It wasn't mechanical. She wasn't a robot that much was certain. No it was two of the biggest breasts either of them had seen. Jessica's shirt nearly ripped apart. Nancy was frightened for a second that they would crush her against the wall.

"Whoa," said Jessica.

"Whoa," said Nancy, her mouth agape.

Jessica looked down at her double E or F sized melons and smiled proudly. The expression on Nancy's face was harder to read, shocked but also maybe even impressed.

Jessica jumped a little to see them bounce. Nancy laughed when she saw them jiggle. "Wow...how did that..."

"I guess I'm a very late bloomer."

"Yeah...I'd say...," Nancy looked very cute just staring.

"Want to feel them?"

"C-can I?"

Jessica nodded and heaved her chest forward. Nancy felt a little weird about doing it but her own weird curiosity got the better of her. They were so big and so soft, they could probably be used as their own weapons.

"What should I name them?"

Nancy nearly burst out laughing, "...uh..."

"I'm serious," Jessica pouted.

Nancy looked over at the one that seemed a bit more rounder and showed more through the rip in the tight white shirt. "Jasmine and...Ariel?"

Jessica flashed a semi white grin. She saw a container of liquid, "Watch this!" Excitedly she poured it on her chest giving her a wet t-shirt. Nancy's eyes nearly exploded at the sight of her large nipples erect.

"Spring break!" Jessica laughed.

"Whoa!" Trish walked in at the most inappropriate time. So did the doctor. Jessica didn't care. Now that she knew Nancy was into her things were going to be a lot more fun.

What mishaps will Jessica get into next time?