Title: “In Case.”

Author: A.M. Glass

EMail: glasswrks@yahoo.com

Copyright: January 26, 2004

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: The characters from “The L Word,” belong respectively to Ilene Chaiken, Showtime Network Inc., Viacom Productions, Anonymous Content, MGM and Dufferin Gate Productions. No copyright infringement is intended or inferred. The story along with any/all original characters are the sole property of the author and cannot be used without expressed permission first.

Author’s Note: Just my take on what Dana was thinking.

Spoilers: For episode three, “Let’s Do It.” The pilot was a combination of episodes one and two, FYI.

Distribution: As soon as I have a chance to work on the website, I’ll post it there.

“Just in case you’re wondering,” that’s what she said.

I have a feeling that I must be wearing the goofiest grin on my face right now... and I don’t care.

In fact, the only thing that’s running through my mind right now is...

OH MY GOD... she kissed me!!!

I feel like doing some sort of victory dance.

I catch myself before I actually do it. I can’t afford to get caught.

I have to sit down.

My hand reaches out and touches my lips.

Oh my God... she kissed me.

Another thought jumps out to me.


Shane, you ass! Finally there’s someone out there who didn’t fall for you and your sexy ways.

Holy shit!

I looked around quickly – making sure I was alone.

“YES!!!” I yell before regaining my composure.

Okay, okay, what do I do next? Calm down – think about it.

“Okay Dana... Lara kissed you.” I’m smirking – oh God, I’m so full of myself right now.

Do I tell Alice?

Should I call Bette and Tina? They’ve been together forever.

Should I call Shane and let her know. OH the blow to the ego.

I think I should keep this to myself right now, see where it leads.

I should see if I could catch up with her, that’s what I’ll do.

It would probably help if I put my clothes on.

I dress quickly, tossing my wet towel in my locker and head out.


I don’t know where she parks; let alone what kind of car she drives.

Shit – shit – shit.

I’m mad for all about ten seconds when it dawns on me.

I’m now wearing the second goofiest smile on my face.

I’ll see her tomorrow.

“I’m so gay,” I say out loud, turning around making sure no one’s heard that.

Oh yeah...

I think I’ll kiss her back?

Just in case she’s wondering.

The End.

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