Chelsea's hand went to her mouth for a moment as it opened in shock. This had to be some sort of sick joke, didn't it? She couldn't possibly imagine what Lisa could've done to become a fugitive from the law. It just didn't seem in her nature. "What?" She rolled closer to Lisa- er, Karen? and although she didn't touch her, she just had to look at her. "What do you mean a fugitive? What are you talking about, hon?" She just couldn't believe what she was hearing. This was someone she'd trusted, shared a room with, someone who had helped save her life.