Spencer woke with a start.  She had been dreaming about the incident in the bathroom earlier that day, only in her dream Ashley didn’t defend her.  Instead, she had walked over to the door and joined Madison in taunting Spencer about her newly found self. 

Ashley, feeling the bed stir, struggled to open her heavy eyes.  At first she was startled by the presence of somebody else in the bed with her, but when she remembered who she was with and all that they had been through together, her initial alarm melted away.  She wished she could stay like that forever, with Spencer in front of her.  She decided that that was actually what she was going to do.  Wrapping an arm around Spencer’s waist, she pulled the younger girl towards her, resting her chin on Spencer’s shoulder.

"Hey, you," she whispered into the blonde’s ear.

"Hey you too" Spencer replied.  She rolled over to face the older girl, but glanced at the clock behind her first.  I really should be getting home.  Mom’s gonna be pissed that I’m out so late.  Well, she won’t be mad about me being out late, but she’ll definitely be mad about who I was with. 

Ashley decided to check on the time, and when she noticed how late it was  she decided that she had to get Spencer home before Mother Superior sent out a search and rescue party. 

"As much as I want you to stay here with me, Spence, I gotta get you home.  Your mother doesn’t like me to begin with, and I doubt she’ll take too kindly to you being here with me this late."

"Yeah, I guess you’re right. I just really like being here.  With you. In your bed. " Spencer didn’t notice the suggestive word choice she had used.

Ashley raised a brow.  "Excuse me?"

"Ash that is so not what I meant!" Spence squealed. 

"Then don’t say things like that Spence.  I mean, I’m gonna wait as long as I have to to be with you, but you just can’t tease me like that. Seriously, it hurts." She feigned actually being hurt.

"Shut up Ashley" Spencer demanded.

"I’m sorry? Why?" Ashley was confused.  She couldn’t tell whether Spencer was joking or not.

"So I can do" she leaned forward and placed her lips upon Ashley’s, "this."

Ashley returned the kiss.  Their kisses with eachother were different, and they both noticed it.  They weren’t full of lust, or of want.  They were just full of love.  And neither of the two could get enough.

Spencer, feeling dangerous, ran her tongue along Ashley’s lower lip, requesting entrance.  Agh how lame am I?!  All we’re doing is kissing, but for some reason I feel so nervous and excited.  Spencer Carlin, you are pathetic.

She was startled back to reality when Ashley complied to her request, allowing Spencer’s tongue to slide gently into her mouth.  Ashley nipped lightly at her tongue, causing Spencer to jump slightly and pull her tongue back.  Taking the opportunity to take control of the kiss, Ashley pushed her own into Spencer’s mouth.  After a few moments of enjoying the bliss of just being together, they pulled apart.

Spencer rested her forehead on Ashley’s, and sighed. 

….here goes nothing…

"Spencer…I think I’m in love with you."

…oh.