"Paige McCullers?" she asked. Paige nodded, looking her over. She turned her attention to Emily. "And, you are?"

"Emily Fields," she replied softly.

"I'm Jenna." She swallowed hard, her eyes filling with tears. "Shana's girlfriend."

"I'm sorry," Paige replied, half expecting her to flip the table over and start accusing her. But to her surprise, Jenna nodded, giving her a sad smile.

"Thank you."

"Is there anything we can help you with?"

"I just want to talk to you," she explained. "Can I sit?"

Paige looked at Emily, who nodded. Jenna sat down, taking a deep breath.

"I want to start off by saying I don't think you did it, Paige."

"What?" Paige asked, her eyes widening.

"I don't think you hurt her. She loved you so much. I knew I was a replacement while she tried to win you back, but…. anyway, the way she talked about you… I believe that you really cared about her."

"Of course I did. And what she did hurt, but I could never…. I would never hurt someone like that."

"I don't know what she told you about me. Maybe that I could be a little possessive. I guess that was true, because I was afraid she was going to leave me."

"Do you know who might have killed her?" Paige blurted. Emily nudged her. "Uh… sorry."

"No, it's okay. I came to talk to you about Lieutenant Tanner, actually."

"What about her?" Paige asked curiously.

"I've heard she's been giving you a hard time and they haven't looked at anyone else. All the local headlines are about what a cold blooded killer you are."

"What a fucking surprise."

"Anyway….. there's something you really need to know. And I'm not sure if I could be in danger for knowing this."

"What?" Paige asked excitedly. "Please, you have to tell us anything you know."

"Okay." Jenna closed her eyes a moment. Paige and Emily stared at her. "Shana and Tanner….. they… they were having a thing," she finally told them. Emily choked on her sandwich as Paige's mouth dropped open.

"What? When was this?"

"Recently. While she was with me. I found out and confronted her about it. She didn't try to make excuses. She wasn't happy with me and I knew it."

"That cheating….. holy shit. I'm sorry. I know what that feels like."

"She really did seem to care about you, for what it's worth."

"Yeah, well, she discovered that too late. What about her and Tanner? Were they together when she died?"

"I don't know. She told me they had gotten into an argument because Tanner wanted Shana to end things with me. She refused, and she said they weren't speaking at the time. That was the last thing I heard about it before she died."

The table was silent. Emily looked at Paige, who literally looked like she was about to explode.

"So you're saying Tanner is trying to royally fuck me over because she would be considered a suspect if the cops really got into it?"

"Yes."

"That fucker!" she exclaimed. "It all makes sense now. I have enough of an alibi that she can keep them from digging. So they don't find out she had an affair with her. What a fucking bitch."

"Do you think maybe she killed her?" Emily asked. Jenna shrugged.

"I think it's very possible."

"We have to go tell Officer Holbrook," Emily replied, standing up. Paige shook her head, pulling her back down.

"No. We can use this."

"How? Paige, you're not going to blackmail-."

"Of course not. But I can tell Veronica and if she tries anything with this DNA test…. I don't believe this," she sighed, burying her face in her hands. "She's willing to ruin my life just so her affair isn't discovered?"

"Makes you wonder what she's hiding," Emily agreed.

"I don't fucking believe this."

"Thank you, Jenna," Emily told her. "Really. And I'm so sorry."

"Thank you," Jenna replied, standing up. "I hope it helps."

They watched in silence as she walked away. Then they turned their attention towards each other, staring until Paige started to laugh.

"That fucking scum bag. Trying to absolutely ruin my life just to cover her own tracks."

"It certainly explains a lot."

"Well, this isn't staying hidden," she replied cheerfully, standing up. "Come on. Let's head back and come up with ideas we can fuck her over with this."

"Paige….."

"She deserves it, Emily. This could be my ticket to freedom."

Emily couldn't argue with that. Secretly she wanted to see this woman's career ruined too after what she had put her girlfriend through. This wasn't just someone doing their job and they happened to be caught up in it. This was someone purposely trying to send an innocent woman to jail to cover herself.

"I just can't get over this," Paige remarked, staring out the window. She and Emily were back in the beach house, sitting in their room. Emily laid down on the bed, still in shock herself from the news.

"I know. How many people did she cheat on?"

"A lot. At least now I know it wasn't just me."

"It sounds like she cared about you the most."

"Maybe as most as she was capable of caring. I guess she didn't move back to Pennsylvania. When you saw her….. she must have gone all the way there to talk to me."

"Didn't she tell you she thought she was in danger?"

"Yeah. Would have been nice if she had said who."

"Do you still think it could be Jenna?"

"Maybe. She could have been jealous that Shana was having an affair and she didn't seem to love her."

"That makes sense. But I don't think she did it. Why would she tell us about Tanner?"

"To get the attention off herself?"

"Oh. I guess that makes sense."

Paige sighed, lying down next to Emily. She felt bad admitting it, but she secretly felt better knowing Shana had cheated on every single one of her lovers after her as well. Some people were just dishonest, and Shana was one of them.

"If the DNA test doesn't clear me, this will," she assured Emily, turning to face her. "I actually feel good right now."

"I am so glad to hear that," Emily replied, kissing her softly. "I love you so much, Paige."

"I love you, too," she whispered, pulling her in closer. She kissed her passionately, her hands sliding under Emily's shirt. "Can I make love to you?"

"Always," she whispered back, closing her eyes as she felt Paige's neck.

They were naked in no time, their bodies pressed together as Paige began kissing her way down Emily's stomach. She sighed, threading her fingers through Paige's hair as she began to lick at her center. This was easily the most relaxed she had felt in days, and she hadn't realized how badly she had needed the release until now. The feeling of pleasure was overwhelming her, her moans growing louder and louder as Paige brought her closer and closer to climax. She came hard, crying out Paige's name as her orgasm coursed through her. Paige brought her down gently before moving up to kiss her mouth, stroking her cheek softly. They gazed at each other, eyes full of love and passion.

"I love you," Paige told her. Emily smiled, her chest heaving as her breathing slowly returned to normal.

"I love you too, baby," she replied, touching her face.

"It's been a crazy week, huh?"

"You can say that again. And I hate what you've had to go through. I just want you to know that I'm happy as long I'm with you."

"That's sweet," she replied, her eyes filling with tears. "Emily… your standing behind me this whole time has….. I can't put into words how grateful I am. Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me, Paige. I trust you completely."

Paige kissed her, teasing her center before sliding two fingers inside of her. Emily groaned softly, fumbling around as she pushed her own fingers inside of Paige, feeling her warm wetness around her. Their gasps and moans mixed together as they pushed each other towards orgasm, the bed shaking so hard Emily briefly wondered if it was going to break. Spencer would surely be angry about that, but at the moment she didn't care about anything other than the woman above her.

"Fuck," Paige gasped, her eyes closed. "C-come for me, baby."

She did, and Paige followed close behind, collapsing onto Emily as the waves of pleasure washed over her. She had certainly needed that after the week she had been having. What Emily had said was true, though. Even with everything that had happened, Emily had been with her the whole time, and it was the only thing that had kept her from completely falling apart.

They laid side by side, eyes hooded as they held each other close. Emily leaned in and placed a soft kiss on Paige's forehead, a sleepy smile on her face.

"Have I ever told you how amazing you are in bed?"

"Once or twice. But I never get tired of hearing it."

"I'm so glad I met you."

"I'm glad I met you."

Emily sighed, snuggling up against her. She could feel Paige lightly stroking her hair, and it was only making her feel more tired.

"Nap?" she asked sleepily. Paige grunted a reply. "I'll take that as a yes."

It was close to midnight when Paige's cell phone rang, startling them both awake. She fumbled around for it, Emily leaning on her side as she rubbed sleep from her eyes.

"'Lo?" she asked sleepily. No one answered. She frowned, becoming more aware of what was happening as loud breathing started on the other end. "Who is this?"

"Babe?" Emily asked softly.

"Who is this?" she repeated. Still no answer. She hung up and placed the phone back on the table, laying back down. "Fucking asshole."

"Who was that?"

"No idea. But now I'm awake."

"No one answered?"

"No. Just someone breathing."

"Well, does it say who called?"

"Uh….. it's blocked," she replied, glancing through her calls. "I'm so tired of this."

"Do you think it's… the killer?"

"Why would they call here in the middle of the night?"

"To mess with us?"

"Em, I really don't know," Paige replied, closing her eyes. "Don't worry about it."

"Of course I'm worried. What if they're standing outside?"

"Honey, I highly doubt that."

But Emily didn't lie back down. She stayed sitting up, chewing anxiously on her lip. Paige sighed and got up.

"Do you want me to check?"

"No. It's fine. I just… I want to go home."

Paige sighed, her shoulders slumping. She felt horrible for Emily being stuck here, especially with all that had been happening. She had been here when a possible killer had broken into the house and she was scared. More than wanting this to be over for herself, she wanted it to be over for Emily.

"Baby, I know," she soothed, climbing back onto the bed. She took Emily into her arms, holding her close. "I'm so sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for. This is just as awful for you as it is for me."

"Soon," she replied. "We can go home soon."

"I hope so."

"Trust me. It will be okay."

"If you out Tanner and Shana….. do you think they'll at least look into it?"

"They'll have to. If someone else takes over the case and does things right, they'll look at all of Shana's ex lovers. I mean, she cheated on every single one of us. She cheated on me with Nate, on Nate with Jenna, on Jenna with Tanner, and Tanner was pissed she wouldn't dump Jenna."

"She certainly got around," Emily agreed.

"Anyway, we should try to go back to sleep. I'm pretty tired."

"Okay," she replied, pulling the covers back over them. "Maybe we can have our relaxing vacation next summer."

"Sounds like a plan," Paige chuckled. She pulled Emily in close, and before long they had both drifted off to sleep.