Lana had sent out a handwavey email to Piper, Phoebe, Cally, and Marie, inviting them to a Girl's Night In at her place. She'd reminded them to bring bathing suits for the hot tub, any special nibbles or drinks they wanted and anything else they might think of ( Read more... )

Lana arrived back from Dr. Wilson's determined to talk quietly with Dean and explain why her moving into the cottage wasn't an effort to hurt him, but just an effort to give herself the space she needed. When she found his note she just stared at it for a minute, then nodded and made a couple of phone callsIt was almost a relief, actually. If he ( Read more... )

Lana was home, pacing as much as a nasty hangover would let her, just waiting till they got back with Phoebe. God, she'd wanted to go along, but it just wouldn't be a smart idea.

She checked the clock for the thousandth time and stopped herself from calling Dean to see where they were. Patience. That was supposed to be important, wasn't it?