The ride down to the police station didn’t take long. The whole time I was thinking what just happened. I don’t care what any one else thinks, I know I didn’t have any drugs. I hadn’t gone near a drug since I’d left LA. But what does it matter, my opinion isn’t worth shit. But that just brings me back to the question: Why did this happen? Before I knew it we had arrived at the police station and I had been taken to a small colorless room with nothing but two chairs and a small wooden table. I was taken to the chair on the far side of the door and waited for what must have been at least 20 minutes. Suddenly a man popped his head in. “Ashley Davies?” he said, more of a statement than a question, “You have a visitor.” With that he opened the door further and allowed Spencer in.

“Spence!” I yelled, and stood up. “You need to believe me I didn’t do it. I haven’t touched a drug since we left LA 3 years ago!”

“Shhh,” she reassured me, “I believe you.”

“You do?”

“Of course!” she said taking me into a passionate hug. After standing there holding each other for about 5 minutes an officer popped in the room. I knew I had seen him somewhere before, but I couldn’t put my finger on where. Then it hit me like a slap in the face. It was the man I had talked to after I thought I saw Spencer in her car. What was his name again….. LUKE!

“Luke?” I said breaking the hug. “You’re a cop?”

“Mrs. Davies! Well if it isn’t the ponderer herself! Under normal circumstances I would’ve liked to catch up, but seeing as your handcuffed to a desk and I was sent here to question you, I don’t think we would get very far. From what I’ve seen it looks like you’ve had possession of drugs, but you don’t seem like the person who would do them; or sell them for that matter.”

“Actually, neither.” I said in a matter-of-fact way. “I don’t know how I got here or why.” It was the truth. Maybe he could shed some light on things.

“Well, I don’t know much but I know who might. Normally the person who tipped us off to a drug bust doesn’t want to be credited for it, much less in front of the person he busted…. Well here he is anyway.” He yelled out the door “SEND HIM IN!” A few moments passed and then the door flung open, and who walked in? None other than Aiden himself!

“AIDEN?” Spencer and I said in unison.