No way!

"Yeah, like I'm going to trust you," Emma scoffed in her head.

"Fine then," replied the Other. "Be arrested."

Emma followed the policeman back to his car and was taken to the police station. The Other took control just long enough to say "You'd better handcuff me, or I'll probably attack you." and then retreated, laughing, to the back of Emma's mind as the policeman secured her hands uncomfortably behind her back.

"I love handcuffs," the Other told Emma.

"You would, you pervert," Emma thought back, bitterly.

"Ha, who are you kidding? Like you've never thought about bondage?" Emma blushed in humiliation and didn't answer.

The cop spoke briefly with the woman at the desk, then turned back to Emma. "No free cells. We've got a load of drunks in from a stag party that got out of hand, and obviously I can't **** you to stay in a cell with a bunch of drunk men."

The Other piped up in Emma's mind. "Ooh, drunk men? Do you think if we ask really nicely we can stay with them?" Emma was horrified. The Other went on: "Let's see what happens."

Emma desparately fought to keep the Other from taking control of her body again.