Paige woke up in her satin pajamas in bed next to her wife, Emily. She kissed her good morning and they cuddled for a while before they both got up for work. Paige and Emily got in the shower together and made out, giggling under the water torrent as their dogs barked at them to hurry up from outside the door. They dried their hair and dressed up before waking the kids and half pushing, half carrying them to the kitchen for breakfast before dropping them off at school. They hold hands in the car. They kiss goodbye and go their separate ways. They meet for lunch and stare affectionately at each other as Miss May gossips about some funny student or other and they are content because they have all that they want. They have each other.
Emily walks her to her office after lunch and kisses her before scuttling off back to work and Paige works through the rest of her shift with a dopey grin and then she picks up Emily and they drive off to pick up the kids and go shopping and do all the other amazing mundane things she always wished they would do. They tuck their kids in and say 'nighty night' and then they shut the door on the rest of the world and look into each other's eyes and speak the language of sighs under the moonlight that seeps in through their bedroom window. They fall asleep content in each other's arms but Paige doesn't wake up with Emily. She wakes up in the Dollhouse, to the sounds of a manufactured voice telling her to go and take a shower. She screws her eyes shut and tries to wake up from this nightmare before she realizes that this is for real, and the life she has with Emily is the dream.
She walks into the communal showers and starts to rinse off. Alison's washing up in a different stall. She hasn't slept in a day and it's starting to show. She looks fatigued and her reflexes are slower. Paige had to help her into her shirt when she couldn't figure out which way the buttons went. Paige tried to brush the blood off her scalp and she managed to for the most part, but she also managed to accidentally scrape her scalp and open her wound up all over again. Alison handed her a tissue which she used to blot at the blood to no avail, until she eventually gave up and waited for her skin to just scab over the way it normally did.
The second day was less eventful.. By the third they managed to get down a routine. Alison was not improving and Paige's gash was getting infected, giving her massive headaches and A was pumping gases into her room making her feel like things were crawling under her skin. She scratched until her arm bled, which was when she realized that A was trying to get her to open new wounds on her skin and she stopped, no matter how difficult it was to put an end to it.