(Author's Note: Some of this was written by The Guest in another branch.)
Before she'd had her odd clothing change, Sandra Weaver was living in a small, crummy apartment, making mostly cash and arguing about how her boss exploited her and her coworkers at the strip club she worked at. Had she been aware of it, she might have objectively thought it was a major improvement, but she didn't remember that life anymore. The new Sandra Weaver had gone into law enforcement, and while she was still only an Officer, she made a good living, and thought she might even make Detective someday. Having come from a hard background, she was especially sympathetic to young people making mistakes.
"I'm Officer Weaver. Are you ... Myka?"
"Sheesh, no ... that's my sister."
"Can I come in?" she asked.
Before Gena could answer, Lanie appeared next to her asking Weaver if she'd like a slice of pizza, essentially inviting her in.
"No, thank you," the officer said, walking into the house and sitting down next to Myka. "I just came to talk to Myka about her experience," she said, before turning to Myka. "Do you remember any more about it? You remembered who it was?"
Myka looked hesitant to talk, causing Sandra to turn towards the others, saying "Could you give us a few minutes?" They nodded and left the room, with Gena taking the last of her pizza with her. Once they were alone, Sandra pulled out a digital recorder and started it. "Okay, who was it?"
"Look, you seem like a good person and all, that just wants to do the right thing, but it's not a problem, okay?"
"I'm confused. I was told that a boy tried to force himself onto you, against your will ... and now it's not a problem?" She paused, thinking that maybe this girl was in denial. She placed her hand on Myka's bare arm. "Listen, it's okay to open up. I won't judge what happened. Whatever that boy did ..."
"Is none of your business. We're dating, okay? He wasn't just some random guy who jumped me. We love each other. He just ... got a little more frisky than usual. He still loves me," she said, knowing (but not remembering, since she heard Zendaya's wish) that Steve was now her steady boyfriend in this newest reality, but also fudging the facts to keep what happened from becoming a legal issue.
"Well, that doesn't mean that you can't be abused by him," Officer Weaver said. She sighed, realizing that this wasn't going the way she wanted. But not all was lost. She took out one of her business cards and gave it to Myka. "Listen, you may not think it's a problem, but I've seen many relationships that start out loving that turn abusive later on. If your boyfriend does anything like this again, I can be reached by this number. Just call me day or night. I want to help you."
"Okay, yeah, sure," Myka said, relieved to be rid of her, but taking the card anyway, at the very least to humor her.
Moments later, the rest of Myka's family came back to find her eating her salad again, with the cop gone.
"Did you get it all figured out?" Lanie asked.
"Yeah," Myka said, then went back to eating her salad, without elaborating on it.
