Daniella wakes up seated on a foldable chair. She looks around what she perceives to be a simple empty conference room. She sees other foldable chairs that are empty. The door opens, making Daniella whip her head behind her. Destiny waddles in.

"You'll give yourself whiplash if you move too fast."

"What the hell is going on, Destiny? And where are we?"

"I'm not spoiling anything, Daniella Spencer."

Daniella groans loudly. "Can I at least get snacks."

"As long as you promise not to stuff your face as a coping mechanism in reaction to what's about to happen."

"Another Happening?"

"The Happening is always Happening." interrupts a kiddie cartoon voice.

"Sweetheart?" asks Daniella.

"Hello Daniella Spencer."

Daniella gets up from her chair at the sight of the stuffed animal and gives him a tight hug. He picks her up from the ground and holds her dearly.

"Am I startling you Daniella Spencer? Are your eyes widening again?"

"No! Not at all!"

"Oh, I've missed you, Sweetheart!"

"Me too, Daniella Spencer! Thanks for saving me from the dog by the way!"

"You remember that?"

"Unfortunately I do."

Daniella motions to Sweetheart to place her down. When her feet touch the ground, she inspects Sweetheart for any punctures and slobber stains.

"He's fine, Daniella." notes Destiny.

"But how?" asks a confused Daniella.

"Try using your imagination." answers Destiny.

A strong perfume scent attracts the chaotic trio's attention. A festive knock is heard at the door. Sweetheart opens the door, and The Stewardess comes in with a cart. "I heard Daniella mention snacks, so I brought snacks..."

Destiny rolls her eyes, while Sweetheart excitedly claps at the sight of the cart.

"Hello! Sit down, Miss Spencer. I can't serve you if you're standing." politely instructs The Stewardess.

"You know we're not on a plane, right?" points out Destiny.

"Yes, but it's just easier to manage everyone if you're all seated... so if you could..." replies The Stewardess as she motions for everyone to sit.

Sweetheart and Daniella happily sit down while Destiny begrudgingly sit on the other side of the circle, directly diagonical to Daniella.

"Croissants anyone?" offers The Stewardess. Daniella motions at herself.

"Juice box? Destiny?"

"Oh, so because I'm small I drink juice boxes? That is just simply discriminatory..."

The Stewardess is visibly embarrassed and goes through her cart to improvise.

"I'm kidding Lexi!" exclaims Destiny as she starts laughing hysterically.

"Lexi? Who's that?" inquiries Daniella.

"That's me!" exclaims The Stewardess.

"It's nice to actually properly meet you, Lexi."

"Likewise!" Lexi responds in return.

"So like... why am I here?" asks Daniella.

"We can't talk about that. We can't spoil that yet!" responds Sweetheart.

"Sweetheart?" asks Destiny.

"Yes, Destiny?"

"You talk too much."

"I concur with the child." Lexi adds.

"Lexi, for the last time, I am NOT a child!"

A pretzel knot is beginning to form in Daniella's head. She slaps herself. The odd trio look at her weird. The sound of the door opening and closing interrupts them.

"Daniella? What are you doing?" asks a very familiar and comforting voice. Daniella turns around. It's Luke... tech app billionaire Luke to be specific who is still ever so dashing, and ever so yummy. She looks for a wedding band on his left finger.

"Hubby!"

They kiss and hug in a tight embrace. Destiny rolls her eyes at the sight while Lexi gives them a heartwarming smile. Sweetheart, childish as he is, politely but awkwardly looks away.

Someone clears their throat. Daniella and Luke look in the direction and find that it is Luca staring dead straight at them.

"So like what the f**k is up?" asks a fuming Luca.

The duo immediately break their hug.

"What the f**k is going on? And who the f**k is this?" Luca continues.

Daniella opens her mouth, but Luke steps in front of her, gesturing that he'll handle that discussion...which Daniella interrupts as Luke saying "Babe, let me handle this one..."

Daniella has a really, really bad feeling about this.

"I'm her husband." confidently states Luke. "Who the f**k are you?"

Luca gives Luke a dirty look. "I'm her boyfriend."

Luke does not react to the response. Something clicks within his mind.

"Oh. Ohhhh. You're that clingy ex Dani was talking about..."

"Excuse me? We're still together!"

"Well.... she can't be with you... because she's with me."

"Ever heard of infidelity?" interrupts Destiny. "Not that it is the case but-"

"So then what is this?" asks Luke

"I don't know, but I don't like it." concludes Luca as he rolls up his sleeves and attempts to take a swing at Luke. Sweetheart blocks the former. "Don't hold me back, bear!" he shouts.

Luke, on the other hand, has also rolled his sleeves and decides that he also wishes to partake in the combat. Lexi, blocks Luke as the two men continue to shout and bicker. Daniella is unable to decipher what the men are screaming at each other. Daniella attempts to get between the men, but Destiny grabs onto her wrist.

"I really wouldn't. If I were you." warns Destiny.

"Why are they both here?" whines Daniella.

"Stop whining, and sit down." commands Destiny. Daniella sits back down, while Destiny stands up on the chair. "SHUT THE F**K UP YOU BABIES."

The ruckus ceases and freezes.

"Now I want everyone to cease fighting, and to just remember for a hot second why we are here in the first place to begin with."

Destiny, Lexi, Luke, Luca, and Sweetheart pause and look amongst each other. They all nod to each other.

"Hey guys..." calls out Daniella. "What's going on."

The group approaches Daniella.

"Daniella..." Destiny begins. "This is an intervention."

Daniella breaks into an uncomfortable laugh and twists her eyebrows.

"An intervention? Over what?" Daniella argues. "And if you say that it's about my drinking I swear to god-"

"Babe, that was a joke."

"Shut up, Luca, you're wearing skechers!"

"I'm wearing Adidas...???"

Daniella looks down at Luca's feet and finds that he is indeed wearing Adidas...

"You were wearing Skechers when you came in..."

"You projected that onto him." adds Destiny.

Daniella sighs. "So like why am I here?"

The room stays silent for a moment.

"We need you to make up your mind, Daniella." Luca responds.

"About what exactly?" asks Daniella.

"About all of this... and all of us." Luke chimes in, which causes Luca to give Luke a mean expression.

"But mostly about yourself..." Lexi says, as she does her best to sweeten up the cold atmosphere created by the only two men in the room. "What you decide for yourself affects all of us... but mostly think about what you want... So what do you want?"

Feeling claustrophobic and threatened by the group huddling against her, Daniella starts to get up, but Destiny gives her a grave look.

"Sit down, Daniella Spencer."

"I need to get up."

"You just said down."

"I'm feeling antsy."

"You're just whining again."

Daniella is offended.

"Excuse me, but I am not-"

"SIT. DOWN. DANIELLA. SPENCER."

Daniella begrudgingly sits back down on her chair.

"Can I go into another loop now? I don't like this one..." requests Daniella.

"No." answers Destiny. "No you may not."

"Why not? You did make an offer."

"That only applied to that specific reality. It's too late now."

"It is never too late." retorts Daniella.

"You! Don't! Get! To! Say! That!" screams Destiny.

"WHY NOT?" Daniella screams back. At this point, everyone else in the room stepped aside in order to avoid going deaf.

"BECAUSE YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT AND YOU DON'T GET TO MAKE DEMANDS WHEN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT!"

"WANTS AND DEMANDS ARE THE SAME EXACT THING!" Daniella screams as she begins to rise from her chair. Destiny hops onto a chair to match Daniella's height.

"This is scaring me!" complains Sweetheart.

"Can we please take a breather?" pleads Lexi.

"I agree with The Stewardess" says Luke. Luca nods along with him.

"No! No! Absolutely not! Remember why we are here! We're here because of her!" argues Destiny.

"But why me? Why me? Why me????" pleads Daniella. "I don't get it! And I can't do it if no one tells me anything!!!"

"You're supposed to be telling us!" Destiny complains as she jumps up and down on her chair.

Daniella looks at the child funny.

"Look who's whining now, ya big baby!" Daniella taunts. Destiny hurls herself at Daniella, but is intercepted by Sweetheart.

"Put me down, Sweetheart!"

"Okay!" He complies and places her down on the ground. Luke and Luca on the other hand are preoccupied trying to seat Daniella down and cool her temper.

"You can get out this really quickly." Luke tells her.

"You just have to state what you want." adds Luca.

"So this is why I'm here? Why was I taken hostage? Is why this is all happening?"

The group stays silent for a few minutes.

"Well?" insists Daniella, who begins to tap her foot.

The group continues to stay quiet.

"Luke? Luca?"

The men stay silent.

"Oh come one! You're supposed to be on my side!"

"We are babe." replies Luke.

"The sooner you give Destiny what she wants, the sooner you can get out this intervention." adds Luca.

Daniella, who is still seated on her chair, crosses her arms and sighs heavily "Fine. You want me to tell you what I want, Destiny? Fine. I'll give you what you want: what I want. Right now, I just want a normal day at the airport. Please. I bet that I can do all of this without messing this up."

The group reassembles themselves around Daniella. Destiny motions for Sweetheart to move her to the ground. Luke and Luca move to the side. Destiny and Lexi stand directly in front for Daniella. Sweetheart stands right behind the child, whom at this point radiates serious mafia gangster energy.

"Okay. I'm cool with that. I'll take that for now, yeah?" asks Destiny, who looks around the group for validation. The group nods, though Daniella is unable to tell if the consensus is either genuine, or fear-induced... perhaps it is a combination of both.

"However... sweet dear Daniella Spencer, there' s only one way to find out if you can stay true to your word..." remarks Destiny.

"And what exactly is that one way?" inquires a now skeptical and fed-up Daniella.

Destiny nods to Lexi, who nods back. Lexi uses her foot to push the bottom of Daneilla's chair, prompting Daniella to fall back on her chair. The latter lets out a yelp as the back of the chair hits the hard ground. Daniella, however, does not personally feel the impact. She closes her eyes as she feels herself embrace the quick fall.

Instead of feeling the solidified ground, she feels herself on a soft sinking mattress, draped with a comforter. An alarm from her phone goes off.

Daniella opens her eyes to reach her phone. Once she turns off the alarm, she notes the time: 3:09am. She shakes her head, and rubs her eyes and looks around the room.

"Am I back at the hotel?"

To be continued... 

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