-All You Need Is Love
-By: Lavender341
-Chapter 1: Summertime, and the livin's easy
-Read and Reviewed by ONiONLADi777 (thanks Nikki!)
-Disclaimer: I don't own SON in any way, shape, or form. If I did, I wouldn't have cancelled it. And I would make lots and lots of Spashley goodness. Unfortunately, I have no license to do so. Halo isn't mine, either.

-A/N: My first SON story! Hopefully you'll like it :) It's definitely going to have drama. And it's definitely going to be long (hopefully)! Of course, I can't forget the part that it's definitely Spashley. Maybe this will fill the void in my heart that was created by its cancellation AND the ridiculously long wait for season 3b. Now, on to the actual story. Oh, the title and summary will make sense later. You'll see.
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Spencer Carlin sat on her slightly too small and slightly uncomfortable bed; wondering how in the world she was going to pack up all of her belongings in one night. Classes were over for the summer, which meant that all of the on-campus students had to get their butts out of their dorms within a week, or risk their stuff meeting the back end of a garbage truck. Her roommate, Ashley Davies, had decided that it would be fun to end their freshman year at California State with a bang and party all last week. Thus, Spencer was left to pack on the very last night she had. And she had a lot of stuff.

Ashley, on the other hand, was nowhere to be found. The chocolate-haired girl was probably off somewhere else in the dorm building, having pizza with some of the guys and playing video games. It was so like Ashley to leave Spencer to pack up all of their belongings. But that was okay; Spencer loved her anyway.

As she pulled band posters off the bare white walls, Spencer realized how much she was looking forward to spending nearly the whole summer with Ashley and Kyla. The four girls were staying at the Davies sisters' house in the upscale suburbs of L.A., where Spencer had spent most of her senior year. She would have been staying with her parents and Glen, if they hadn't moved about 2,000 miles away.

After the shooting at prom and the death of her brother, Clay, Spencer's parents had decided it would be best to move the family back to Ohio and get away from the harsh reality of city life. Spencer's mom even gave up her high-paying job at the hospital, which was the whole reason the family moved to L.A. in the first place.

For Spencer, though, L.A. had become home. She had Ashley, Kyla, Aiden, and her acceptance letter to CSU. Much to everyone's surprise, Ashley had gotten accepted as well. Although, with an inheritance as large as hers, anything was possible. Ashley could have gotten into Harvard if she really wanted to. Luckily for Spencer, Ashley chose CSU.

At that moment, the brown-eyed goddess herself walked into the shared dorm.

"Spence! I just totally kicked ass at Halo!!" Ashley's grin stretched from ear to ear, even though this was something she did every week. Spencer had never heard of a group of college guys who sucked so badly at a video game. They must have been missing part of a Y-chromosome or something.

"That's great, Ash. Now, are you going to gloat about this or help me pack? May I remind you that you have more stuff than I do, Miss I-decided-to-bring-my-whole-room." Spencer said, standing with her hands on her hips.

Ashley laughed at Spencer's current position and leaned over to give her best friend and girlfriend a kiss. "You're so cute when you stand like that."

Spencer blushed as always, but then stood a bit more defiantly. "You. Packing. Now." She pointed at the half-filled boxes marked "Ashley".

"Yes, mom." Ashley grumbled.

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About 6 hours and 3 trips to Starbucks later, the girls were finally packed. Needless to say, they didn't get much sleep. Ashley finished loading the last of the boxes into the back of her black Escalade as Spencer returned with two more cappuccinos from the on-campus Starbucks. Thank goodness it opened even when classes were not in session—Ashley would be nothing without her daily 9 A.M. Starbucks.

Climbing into the black SUV, Spencer realized this would be the first summer vacation she ever spent without her family. She would be going to visit them in Ohio for a few weeks, but that seemed so far away from this moment. Before she could dwell on the fact any longer, Ashley got to the stereo and volume control. Soon enough, the whole car was filled with the sounds of The White Stripes. The sound of Jack White was enough to stop anyone's thoughts for a while. Oh, sure, Spencer enjoyed The White Stripes, and even went to their concert with Ashley. But when Ashley got a hold of the volume control...watch out eardrums.

They were on the highway before Spencer even knew it, speeding towards Los Angeles suburbia. The university was in the heart of downtown L.A., and Ashley's house was only about 25 minutes or so from there. All Spencer could think of was sun, sand, surf, and Ashley. Two and a half glorious months of just her and Ashley. Well, there was Kyla, but she was pretty good about knowing when it was in her best interest to knock. It was a big house, anyway.

Spencer stared out her window at all of the trees zooming past while Ashley sang along—loudly—and half-danced in her seat. She was certainly excited to be on her way home and see Kyla. Kyla had just finished her senior year at King High School, where Spencer and Ashley had graduated from themselves. The two girls had skipped a day of class in order to attend Kyla's graduation, since Ashley's mother wouldn't go, and her father had been long gone. Aiden, Kyla's current boyfriend and Ashley's long time (other) best friend, had come from San Diego State University; about a 2 hour drive from L.A.

By the time they pulled into the long, winding driveway that led to the garage, Spencer had joined Ashley in her loud singing. Ashley cut the engine and both girls got out of the SUV, happy to be home. Before either of them could even comprehend the dark-haired flash that ran past them, they were tackled into a hug by none other than Kyla.

"Ky! I'm so happy to see you!!" Ashley pulled her half-sister into a tight hug. Spencer observed that they had become really close in the past year. Ashley hadn't cared much for her sister at the beginning, but they grew closer and closer by the day.

"Oh, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to come home! I'm so lonely all the time! Mom is always out...if I can even call her that. All I've done is watch old MTV reruns of America's Next Top Model!" Ashley couldn't help but laugh at how whiny her sister's voice sounded.

"Come on, you two. Let's go inside. I don't know about you, but I'm hungry!" Spencer grabbed each girl by the hand and dragged them into the mansion-like home.

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Night had fallen by the time Spencer got any alone time with Ashley. Kyla had insisted on taking them out for lunch at this oh-so-trendy café she had discovered. Then, they just had to go to this new store that had the absolute cutest clothes (Kyla's words, not hers). And that, naturally, took a while, so then they had to stop for Starbucks. The afternoon seemed to drag on and on. Spencer had to admit it was fun, though. She missed Kyla and all of her energy. By the time Kyla's energy did dwindle, Ashley was begging for food and rest. At Ashley's request, they had dinner at the nice, un-classy McDonalds not far from home.

Stuffed with $1 double-cheeseburgers and salty, greasy fries, the two girls were sprawled out on Ashley's bed. Sure, Spencer could have her own room, but it was much more fun rooming with Ashley.

Ashley stretched out onto Spencer and sighed. "I couldn't have thought of a better way to spend our first day back home."

"Ash, you're heavy!" Spencer giggled and pushed her brunette counterpart off of her. "It must be all of the fries you ate."

"Hey! I'm not the one who insisted on a meal and a chocolate shake!"

Spencer pouted in the cute way that she always did when Ashley teased her. It made the brunette just melt into a puddle in Spencer's arms. And the worst part? Spencer knew exactly what it did to her, too.

"Oh no you don't. I know what you're trying to do..."

"I'm not trying to do anything..." Spencer responded in her sweet-as-honey voice.

"Yes you are. You're trying to get me to feel bad for teasing you and then cuddle you close to me in bed. I'm on to you, Spence."

"I am not! Okay, maybe I am. But you know you want to cuddle me!" Ashley sighed; she couldn't argue with that.

"Okay, you've got me. Let's get ready for bed, okay? We've had a long day..."

"Okay!"

Spencer eagerly went to her luggage to get changed into a soft pink tank top and short white shorts with silver stars printed on them. Ashley loved that outfit so much. As for her, she just stripped off her clothes down to her black and pink lace bra, complete with matching underwear. Ashley was never one for much clothing.

Ashley slid into bed beside Spencer, who was already hogging most of Ashley's silk sheets and soft comforter. Ashley pulled the gentle blonde girl into her arms and held her close. It was the perfect way to end any day.

"Goodnight, Spencer..." Ashley whispered to the girl in her arms, laying a light kiss on her forehead.

"Goodnight, Ash..." came the sleepy reply.

Ashley smiled. Spencer never could stay up past eleven.

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-A/N: Like it? Love it? Hate it? Reviews are greatly appreciated! Working title. So it may change.