After the thrown bottle and the scream the police and security staff pushed forward to grab the troublemaker, at the same time others saw it as a chance to start the fight they had been waiting for while panic was driving other protestors to retreat.

It was this confusing crush that Erica, Krystal and Jesse found themselves trapped in the middle of. Jesse tried to stay close to both women only to be caught in a fist fight that started just behind him. Erica was struck with force by a large retreating protestor and found herself caught in the stampede. She couldn't fight the flow and it was all she could do to stay on her feet as she shuffled along with the crowd. If she fell there was a real danger of being trampled.

Suddenly Erica felt something pulling at her arm. She turned to see Krystal pressing forward to her; Erica reached back towards the familiar face. It took her a moment to realise that Krystal was pulling them towards a nearby doorway.

…

The two women fell through the door as Krystal dragged Erica behind her, out of the crowd and into the deserted Ladies Bathroom.

"Are you hurt?" Krystal asked bent double as she caught her breath.

Erica felt herself over checking for injury. She paused when she got to her forehead, her Calvin Klein sunglasses were missing.

"Erica?" Krystal asked, looking up concerned by the long silence from Erica.

Erica gave her companion a smile.

"I'm fine." she said. "Thank you for the rescue."

"It's a bit of a mad house out there." Krystal agreed. "We should probably stay put until it dies down."

Erica nodded, properly taking in her surrounding for the first time.

"We seem to be spending a lot of time in lavatories lately." she said, giving Krystal an amused frown.

Krystal smiled at the joke and leant back against the row on wash basins.

"I hope our daughters are safely out of this."

Erica moved over to lean beside Krystal.

"They won't be out of this insanity until the trial is over."

"Only one more week." said Krystal with a nod.

Erica then groaned and her head sank into her hands.

"Oh god, can you picture the papers tomorrow. 'Marissa and Bianca's arrival sparks riots at Pine Valley Airport!' This will destroy all our work with the press."

Krystal groaned in unison with Erica.

"It's not like they can even be blamed for this. It's the press once more stirring things up and then stepping back to enjoy the devastation and thus creating more news to stir people up with."

"A vicious circle we need to break." Erica said determinedly.

"What we really need to do is find out who leaked their arrival on that web site." Said Krystal turing to her companion.

"I thought we'd plugged the leak with that Valerie woman."

"I'm beginning to wonder if she was the only one. This has to be someone close to the family, Marissa and Bianca wouldn't have called anyone else would they?"

Erica thought for a long moment, sorting through the possibilities.

"Maybe it could be someone at the Hospital. Bianca said something about an infection and that she needed to make an appointment with David."

"Or the Miranda Centre." suggested Krystal, "Could she have called someone there?"

"It's possible I suppose." said Erica, "But everyone at the centre is so loyal to my daughter and the cause I don't think they would do anything to hurt her."

"Well according to Caleb the information wasn't posted maliciously. They wanted to encourage a supporting welcome home."

"So it really could be anyone." sighed Erica, the disappointment clear on her face.

"Which doesn't help us at all." said Krystal despondently.

Both women fell into silence, contemplating the nightmare that was coming next for their daughters. The only sound was the shouts and shuffling of the crowds as trouble was still going on outside the bathroom door.

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