In the middle of the afternoon, Mariana and Micah were on the couch like they were in a sauna. Mariana was one laid flat, puffing a strand of hair out of her face as Micah gave her a foot massage. She still felt fatigued so Micah offered to help her relax.

"Mmm, this is feels so nice..." she moaned and stretched her back like an arch. A stifled giggle snuck out of her mouth as Micah rolled her feet like bread. Her arm draped over the couch and dangled. Rio came and giving it a sniff with his wet nose.

"Thank you my baby." Her hand reached out to him. He gently enclosed her hand and spread kisses along her arm. She started laughing as it tickled and retrieved her hand.

"Hey do you know what this reminds me of?" Her voice floated softly like a feather which is how she felt. Her leg started prodding his back as a way to mess with him.

"What?" He stopped and looked at her serene face. He smiled and slowly rubbed her belly.

"Remember when we went to Aspen and we went to that spa thing?"

"Oh yeah, I remember that. We had the best time going skiing and then having a spa massage afterward."

"I loved that mini vacation we did." She sighed breathlessly. She sat up and moved toward him. "We had the best time together, just you and me." Her arms snaked around him and she propped her head upon his shoulders.

She pecked tender kisses along his neck and collarbone. "Let's do something like that again after we find out kids. Just you and me together." she purred and fiddled with his hair. Her nose suddenly dipped below to his armpit and she smelled him intensely. She exhaled wildly as she enjoyed the manly smell coming from his pits.

"What you doing?" he said and moved his armpit away.

"I'm sorry, you just smell so good..." she smiled like she was on drugs and scooted closer. She tried smelling him again, but he shuffled away and kept his arms away. She pouted and then straightened up behind him. Her arms wound around his neck and rocked him gently.

She hummed peacefully and gently stroked his cheek. He nuzzled into her hand as she flopped back on the pillow and cradled his head between her breasts.

He mushed into her chest comfortably, and started scrolling through Instagram until he received a message.

"Who's that?" Mariana piped up with her nosy nose.

"Just from Mason. I wonder what he wants," Micah mumbled and opened it.

"Oh okay." Mariana's head went back while slowly caressing his beard. She lovingly sprouted kisses around his cheek as her hand glided over his whole face. Having him closer made her feel peaceful enough to rest her eyes, but not to fall asleep.

"Hey Mari, take a look at this." He shook her leg and raised his screen she could see. Mariana sat up and peered at the message. She was annoyed but got a pleasant surprise.

Mason: Hey, I got a phone call from the prison that Pamela got sent to. She says wants a visit from Mariana. She said she has something to give her.

"Oh wow," Mariana said, "maybe she's finally ready to give us some information?"

"I can drop you since Mason also sent me the address of the prison."

"Yeah I'll go." Mariana smiled.

"Alright. I'll go call the prison and then see what time you can go visit."

"Okay!" Mariana chirped and he got off her.

****

After a few weeks of waiting, Mariana got approved to visit Pamela so she started getting ready and got some clothes on.

Micah drove them to the prison while Mariana kept still as a turtle. Her heart pounded and paced itself to the speed of the journey. She watched as they each building they passed, brought her one step closer to the prison. She admitted to herself she was a bit nervous of seeing Pamela again after the last time.

"Okay so the plan is I drop you there and then my mother will come and get you because you want to talk to her about something?" Micah said.

"Yep," Mariana piped up. She was quite excited that Crystal agreed to meet up with her afterward. After all, she needed some quality as mother and daughter-in-law. It was the closest thing she had to a mother.

"Alright, I hope everything goes well," he said as he pulled up in front of the prison institution. He unlocked the car door and kissed her for good luck.

"Lemme know if you need help with anything."

"I will!" She said up and got out. She waved as he drove away, leaving a trail of smoke puffing out the car's bum.

With her purse clutched tightly in her hand, she walked towards the entrance. She went inside and into the visiting area. She sat down where the other visitors were and waited.

She had a thumb war with herself and her leg twitched a little. Seeing all the inmates, in their distinctive orange suits, reminded her of when she went to the prison Xavier got put in the first time. It was make sure he was still there and not lurking in the shadows. She only managed to do this twice. As looking into the lecherous thirst, oozing out of Xavier's sadistic, salivating face, paralyzed her with fear and left her sleepless for days.

When shivered in disgust and hunched her body together. Then she saw Pamela walk out, her hands joined together in front. Her face was scratched and marked with roughness, and it fell towards the cold stone ground. Her ponytail sadly sweeper the air and Mariana waved to get her attention.

Pamela sat down quietly. A brisk wind blew out of her nostrils and for a moment, she looked annoyed. But from the long frown that stretched upon her lips, the dark circles encasing her eyes, she was exhausted.

She was silent for a few minutes and stared at the table. It was there was a block of awkwardness placed between them, like a glass.

Pamela thumped her head down and released a huge grown. Mariana didn't know what to say or do, so she just lightly poked her hair.

"Er hi Pamela," Mariana stuttered out awkwardly.

Pamela lift up her face and sat up. She scratched her head as if she was trying waking herself up.

"Sorry I'm not focused, I'm just really drained today." She sighed and massaged her temples.

"Oh, how come?"

"We'll all I've been doing is weeping in my cell every night and not sleeping at all," Pamela said and rubbed her eyes.

"Oh I'm sorry."

"It's alright. Anyway, there was something I forgot to give you." She reached in and got out some papers stuffed in her bra. She then unfurled it and placed it in front of Mariana.

"Here's a copy of everything I gave to Mona," Pamela said and nudged them across.

Mariana picked them up and her hand and examined them. Her eyes filled with water like a cup looking at all the information.

Sarah Harris.

That was the fake name Mona used. There was other documents for Electra and the kids but finally having this in her hands was like huge relief washing over her. Like a door was shut forever in their investigation and a new one had been opened.

"Thank you so much Pamela," Mariana said and pressed the papers close, like they were going to run away.

"No problem." Pamela smiled weakly. "I hope you can find your kids."

"Thanks and I'm sorry about what happened to your fam—"

Pamela held her hand up and shook her head for her to stop; because the mention was too painful to hear. Mariana got the hint as she watched her head duck down and her hands held her hair tightly, like she was holding onto everything she had left.

She got up and stood while Pamela's hands veiled her face and wept silently, her palms catching her tears like a basket.

"Um... so I guess I'll see you around?"

"Yeah... see you." Pamela bore her head up and wiped her nose nosily. She waved her off, and Mariana said one final goodbye before walking away, feeling awkward and bad from watching her cry.

When Mariana was out, she texted Crystal that she was ready to be picked up. First, she'll go hand this in to the police and then spend some time with her.