A/N: It has been long overdue I know. I've got the story finished in the next few chapters, so I'll upload the next after a few days and the same after that...and so on. I'm really sorry for leaving you hanging. But thanks for reading, even if it has been a long while.

"Think Alice, think!"

Alice was tapping her fingers furiously on her laptop.

She had been sat in this exact position for over an hour now and still had no luck in finding Shane's runaway Latina.

The Ourchart profile search was up, and yes, she had found Carmen's profile, but obviously, nothing changed on it – no new address, no new number. Last Login.. well over a year ago.

Great. Where is she??

Alice felt like an investigator, a detective; Alice Piezecki, Detective by day… Lesbian Superhero by night.

She shook off her daydream.

"Come on… focus."

On her desk sat next to her were stacks of paper – all the work that she HAD to do later on, unless she wanted to be out of a job. However, for the time being, she felt that finding Carmen was far more important.

Her best friend needed her. And quite frankly, she was sick of the dyke drama between the two, so she figured, if they can't do it right, then Private Detective Piezecki may as well step in and do it for them. And in any case, she knew full well that if she were in Shane's position – being that lifeless and… vacant? Then well, Shane would be there to help her out too.

Alice didn't exactly, agree or approve of what Shane did in Canada, she doubted that anyone else did either, but she knew her, and from Shane's point of view, she had convinced herself she was doing the right thing in the long run.

Alice sighed in defeat of another failed search and her mind wandered back to when the two were together and a small, but sad smile grew on her face.

FLASHBACK

It had been three days after Dana's death, and Alice, Shane and Carmen were lying out in the sun in the nearby park. They hardly ever went there of course. Never had the time. But nowadays, the Planet always seemed too crowded and right now, they just wanted peace and quiet. Since Dana died, the atmosphere had become sluggish and grey, as if they were travelling through in slow motion, while everyone else was in real-time. They were the resident slo-mo's.

Alice was lying in the grass with shades on and her eyes closed, next to her, Shane sat against a tree, with Carmen lying next to her with her head in Shane's lap.

They'd taken three cups of decaf to go and walked silently to the park. None of them knew how long they had been there and honestly, they didn't care.

Shane was staring straight ahead – not at anything in particular, just lost in a stare, in auto-pilot. Her hand was subconsciously playing with strands of Carmen's dark hair, delicately entwining and unravelling her fingers again and again.

"I'm gonna ask her to marry me."

She said, thinking aloud and breaking the calm silence. Alice acknowledged with a soft grunt. A few seconds later the sentence seemed to register in her head and she pulled off her glasses and turned to look at Shane with a dazed look.

"Wait, what? Who??"

Shane looked at Alice with her eyebrows raised.

"Kit. …No Al. Who do you think I mean??" She nodded her head down to Carmen, to make sure the message was clear enough. Alice rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Okay, okay, figures. But, Shane – are you serious?"

Shane smiled to herself and looked down at her girlfriend, sleeping peacefully for once – she hadn't thrown her a weak punch at her in over an hour.

This girl had made her want to be different. She had made her think differently about things, made her want to try and reassure herself that she was good enough for someone so strong. They weren't always happy, sure. Hell, sometimes they were woman's scorn personified, multiplied by twenty. But even so, Shane knew that if Carmen wasn't such a challenge, such a pain in the ass – she'd be bored out of her mind.

She also knew that this was the first time that she was in a proper no-other-girlfriends-boyfriends-husbands-wives relationship. Carmen was hers. And she was Carmen's. And she loved it.

"Yeah," she said, tucking a last strand behind Carmen's ear, before resting her arm around her side.

"I am."

Alice was punching in the keys on her laptop again, this time doing a whole network search for one Carmen De La Pica Morales.

The search bar was filling up slowly, before clearing, then repeating itself numerous times. After the 7th fill it came to a pause and flashed on a window;

One Match.

Alice curiously clicked onto the profile.

"Holy Fuckin' Shit." Her eyes widened as she read out the number of 'star's' in this certain girl's constellation.

"One-thousand-five-hundred-and-tw-three?? Ohhh well this is gonna be interesting…" Alice smiled to herself as wrote down the name, number and address of this seemingly popular person. She read the details over to herself again and shook her head smiling. This was definitely something fucked up. The person had more hits than Shane, and what's more, they both had another interest common denominator; Carmen.

Alice shut her laptop and grabbed her keys and cell and read the note again, dialing in the number as she walked out of her apartment.

"Well well. Time to meet you 'Papi.'"