Title: Life Unexpected

Author: Junebuggnc

Rating: Probably Eventual NC-17

Pairing: Otalia/Mostly AU - my first attempt at AU

Summary: A widowed Natalia meets Olivia a strong confident business woman and hotelier who happens to be gay. This new relationship brings Natalia back to life and for both women the opportunity to find love and happiness something they thought they both had lost.

Note: Please forgive all legal and medical jargon; a doctor and lawyer, I am not.

Standard Disclaimer: Guiding Light is a product of Proctor & Gamble . The characters are the creative property of the show and its producers.

Chapter 1

Today was not going to be a fun day. It was a Friday and Olivia Spencer will be attending a funeral; the funeral for her youngest daughter's grandfather. Emma loved her granddad and he doted on her. Olivia and Emma's father, Phillip did their best to keep Alan from spoiling Emma too much; still the young girl will be burying the only grandparent she's ever known.

The funeral was not until the afternoon; Olivia opted to let Emma stay home from school that morning. She felt that her JellyBean would need some extra attention today. Olivia had cleared her schedule. They opted for breakfast in bed, waffles and watching movies. So far Emma seemed to be doing OK.

Olivia's older daughter Ava was covering for her mother this morning. Ava had handled the payroll and cleared it to be run, she was now checking over the inventory to see what was needed for the next month as all the Beacon's banquet rooms were booked for the next four weekends. Around 10am she went out to the front desk to cover for Marcus to take his morning break. Ava didn't mind doing this. She did this every morning for 20 minutes; it afforded her the opportunity to keep up her people skills dealing with their guests and keeping her hands in the day to day activities. She didn't always have guests, but there seemed to be a steady stream today. It was out of towners who had come to town for the funeral of Alan Spaulding.

Ava had just finished with a older couple when another approached the desk. It was a Latina woman, maybe 35 years old give or take and a young man in a full Marine dress uniform. She immediately looked at his chest and how it was adorned with several medals and ribbons. Ava had dated a Marine a few years back; he had taught her the ranks and how to recognize them by their insignias.

"Good morning. Welcome to Springfield and welcome to the Beacon. How may I help you?"

"I have a reservation. The last name is Aitoro." Replied the Latina woman.

Ava took a moment to type the last name in the computer and sure enough a reservation did appear. It was for a double. Ava assume this was a mother and son as the last name on the Marine's chest was Aitoro too. She knew she was assuming, it could be that this woman like her men young. She decided to be nice and give them an upgrade. It was one of the perks she loved most about being the boss's daughter.

"I see you have a double reserved. We have two room suites available if that would be more comfortable." Offered Ava.

"No, we don't want anything that extravagant. It would be more than I want to spend." Replied the Latina.

"Ms.?" Inquired Ava.

"Mrs. Aitoro." Replied the Latina in correction of Ava's inquiry.

"I'm sorry. Mrs. Aitoro, Sergeant Aitoro. Please, it's the least that the Beacon can do for our soldiers. It would be at no extra cost."

"I don't think it's necessary…"

"Ma, come on. It'll be nice. You deserve to have something nice every once in a while. We're here for a funeral, at least we can enjoy the accommodations." Replied the Marine.

Ava watched as the woman thought for a moment before replying.

"OK. It's only for a couple of nights." Replied Mrs. Aitoro.

"Good. Give me just a moment to program your keycards and Robert here will show you to your room." Replied Ava referring to the bellhop.

Marcus had returned just as the mother and son were being led to the elevators by the bellhop. Marcus answered the front desk phone when it rang. It was a guest complaining about loud music from a suite. There had been several complaints about the room all night. Olivia had given them one last chance and they had now blown it. Marcus relayed the info to Ava, who in turn went to inform her mother.

Ava reached her mother's suite and knocked before using her pass key. There she found her mother dressed, always impeccably, snuggled on the made bed with her baby sister watching her favorite Disney movie.

"Morning, Ava baby. How goes things?" Asked Olivia of her oldest daughter.

"OK, for the most part, but we just had a complaint for suite 1830 again, loud music. I figured you'd want to do the honors. Kevin said to call him and he'd meet you there for backup."

"Alright. I could use a little aggression this morning. Will you watch Em?"

"Absolutely."

Olivia slipped off the bed while Ava joined her baby sister. She took a glance in the mirror and was satisfied before leaving the suite. Just outside her door she called Kevin, her head of security, then headed for the elevators. Kevin was waiting for her; she knew he took the stairs. He was a big burly man, the kind of man that linebackers were made of, yet he was faster on the stairs than any elevator in her hotel.

"Ready Boss?"

"You bet Kevin."

Olivia knocked on the door and they got no response. She was steaming; you could hear the music in the hall and was definitely disturbing the other guests. She motioned to Kevin and banged on the door this time much louder. They heard a door opening and Olivia glanced to the suite next door and saw a young Marine step out.

"I was just about to knock on their door myself." Replied the young man.

"We'll take care of it Sergeant." Said Olivia.

Olivia prided herself on being knowledgeable. She was 15 feet from the Marine, but she easily recognized that he was a Sergeant. Finally the door to suite 1830 opened and a young man, obviously hung over greeted them.

"We've had too many complaints of loud music from this suite. Kevin here is going to show you out. We will pack your things and messenger them to you along with a bill for any damages done to my hotel. Kevin?" Said Olivia to the drunken young man.

The Marine watched the exchange and thought how powerful the owner, he assume it was the owner since she reference to this as her hotel, was with the guest and for her to a woman no less. He was impressed. He slipped back into his room.

Olivia stepped away as Kevin entered the room. Just a couple of minutes passed and Kevin was escorting the young man to the elevators. Olivia waited for the elevator doors to close before she went to survey the room. She pushed to door open and found that the room had not been terribly ransacked. She was thankful that there was no one else in the room. When she came back out into the hall, the Marine was gone. She pulled out her cell phone and called Isabelle, her head of housekeeping to inform her of the mess in suite 1830. She was leaving a message as she rounded the corner in the hallway and ran literally into someone knocking them to the floor scattering the bucket of ice that the lady was carrying.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry." Said Olivia as she reached down to help the woman.

The woman accepted the help slightly embarrassed for falling.

"Are you hurt?" Asked Olivia as the woman was now on her feet.

"I'm fine, only hurt my pride." Replied the woman.

Olivia was staring. This beautiful Latina woman that was standing in her hallway, the one she had just accidently knocked to the ground was standing in front her so gorgeous. It had been a long time since any woman had caught Olivia's eye.

"Ms.? Are you OK?" Asked the Latina.

"Huh, oh yes. I'm sorry for running into you. I was dealing with an unruly guest. I wasn't paying attention. Please accept my sincerest apologies."

Olivia watched as the woman squatted down starting to pick up the ice.

"No, please. I'll take care of that."

"It's going to melt."

"It's not a problem, please. I can't have my guests cleaning up messes."

"Your guests? Are you the manager?"

"Owner, Olivia Spencer. Please to meet you, though I wish it had not been so…literal." Said Olivia extending her hand to the Latina.

"Natalia Aitoro." Taking Olivia's hand in greeting.

Olivia had to remind herself that this was a guest, but there was something about this woman. They had just met and yet she was feeling things she hadn't felt in a very long time.

"Ms. Aitoro, welcome to the Beacon."

"It's Mrs. and thank you."

Feeling a bit let down, Olivia now realized the Latin beauty was married. She slipped back into business mode.

"Oh, pardon me. Please let me." Said Olivia as she took the ice bucket from Natalia and rounded the corner to the vending area and refilled the bucket with ice.

Natalia watched this exquisite woman refill the bucket and call to housekeeping about the spilled ice. Natalia felt this sense of command about the woman. She had just met this woman and she had this deep desire to know more about her. It was something in her eyes. They were a deep emerald green, stunning and elegant.

"Here. Housekeeping will be up shortly to clean this up. Again, my apologies. I hope you have a wonderful stay here at the Beacon. And if you need anything, please call the front desk and ask for me. I handle whatever you need."

"Thank you."

Natalia watched as the green eyed beauty disappeared down the hall. She couldn't place this feeling she had; but she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that before she left Springfield she was going to find out more about one Olivia Spencer.

TBC…