Title: Changing Times

Author: Ljam86

Fandom: Guiding Light

Pairing: Olivia/Natalia

Raiting: Ultimately NC-17

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Guiding Light. They belong to P&G, Telenex, and CBS.

A/N: I fiddled a little with some of the story line, but not by much.

I saw a prompt by Skeeter451 about Emma's graduation and decided to run with it. This is my first try at fanfic I'm sorry if it isn't A+ work. Thanks to ForensicScientist for doing the beta work.

Summery: Emma is getting ready to Graduate and the Spencer-Rivera Clan is remembering the past and how it brought them to this point.

Changing Times

Part One

Olivia sat on the couch watching Emma model her blue cap and gown in the living room. "So how about you practice that speech on us Bean?"

"Mom, you're going to have to wait until tomorrow afternoon like everyone else," Emma tried to appear annoyed as she stifled the smile threatening to appear on her face. "I promise no major surprises. Geez, a girl delivers one presentation that outs her parents and over eight years later she still can't be trusted." This time the laughter couldn't quite be kept under wraps.

Natalia and Olivia joined in the laughter while Natalia rested her head on Olivia's shoulder. "Em, I completely trust you. I just think it would be nice if the Valedictorian tried her speech out on her folks first." Olivia said, trying to convince Emma to give in. However, this was her offspring she was talking about. While Emma had the sweet and mothering nature of Natalia and a lot of her drive from Phillip, she had come to acquire her mom's stubborn streak, a streak that only came to a halt when it came to family.

"Salutatorian mom," Emma corrected shaking her head from side to side

"Well you're Valedictorian to me."

"Either way, you still have to wait to hear my speech." Emma retorted.

Olivia groaned and delivered her most pitiful false pout as she crossed her arms. "It's pretty good though," Francesca said as she descended the stairs. Emma shot her a knowing glance before the younger girl skipped over and climbed onto Olivia's lap.

Before Olivia could say a word Natalia sarcastically jumped into the conversation. "You mean to tell me that you read your speech to your sister but not to us? I'm incredibly hurt." She looked over at Olivia. "Did that about cover it?"

"I would have been much more snarky than that," Olivia said with a huge grin.

"Well there is only one Olivia Spencer Rivera." Natalia replied looking into those pools of green that still always seemed to make her heart skip a beat.

"That's for sure," both Emma and Olivia managed to agree in unison.

"Fine, deny your mom this one request before you venture out into the world at large," Olivia exaggerated as she wrapped Francesca up in her arms, breathing in the strawberry shampoo in the girl's dark curly hair.

"Mom, dramatic much?"

"Mommy, stop being dramatic," Francesca said in an exasperated tone, trying to sound like Emma.

"You've turned my youngest against me." Olivia grabbed her chest and pretended to faint.

"Mommy you're so silly!" Francesca squealed.

Emma took off her cap and slid her lanky body out of her gown then proceeded to place them back in their proper carrier. "Come on Chessy. Let's go put this back in the closet, then we can go feed the ducks before everyone gets here." Despite a few minor "annoying little sister moments" here and there, Emma loved spending time with Francesca. She was determined to be the best big sister she could be from day one. When she was thirteen, she started taking a three-year-old Francesca to the pond for private sister time with the ducks. As she got older and started driving, Emma would take Francesca out for a movie or ice cream every week or two.

"I'll go get the bread!" The precocious eight-year -old stated as she jumped off of Olivia's lap.

"Hey. Do I get a kiss or maybe a hug?" Natalia huffed with a not so fake pout.

"I love you Mama," Francesca sheepishly grinned showcasing nearly identical dimples to her mama's. She fluttered her little eye lashes and then gave her mama a big hug.

"I love you too Chessy." Natalia kissed her forehead before Francesca bolted for the kitchen.

Natalia was just about to admonish the girl for running in the house when Emma preempted the impending scolding with "I love you Ma," in a tone as meek as her younger sister's. She parroted the eyelash flutter while twirling her long dark blond hair.

"How is it that you're nearly eighteen and that little routine of yours still manages to work me every time?"

"Because it was created to be irresistible," Emma replied looking rather elated with herself. "Now Chessy and Sarah have the power and soon my nephews will be schooled in it too. Gotta love that Spencer charm Mama." Emma giggled as she returned the outfit to the living room closet, on the way to meet Francesca in the kitchen before going out to the pond.

Olivia and Natalia laughed as she left the room. When the laughter subsided Olivia looked over at Natalia who all of a sudden looked as if someone had just kicked her puppy.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" Olivia put her arms around her partner.

"Why does she have to go all the way to New York?" Natalia looked down into her lap.

"I don't want her to go either but she really wants to," Olivia said sympathetically. "And she won't be all alone. Her Uncle Sam lives there part time. Ava and little Evan live pretty close to the campus. Oh, and that idiot she calls a husband too," she snorted at her own comment opting not add Jeffry's name to the list.

Natalia snapped her head back up to look at her partner. "Hey, you said you'd be nice."

"Yes, I said I'd be nice while they were here; however, they're at the Beacon right now, not here. Can you say loophole, Honey?"

"Okay, but when they get here you had better be nice to him, or I won't be so nice to you later."

"Wow, you really know how to hit a girl where it hurts." Olivia shot the dark haired Latina a seductive gaze along with a lift of one of her signature eyebrows.

Natalia knew she couldn't afford to let the conversation escalate. They didn't have the time or the privacy to get into anything that might follow. "Well I guess I should just be grateful that you get along so well with Ashlee," she said effectively changing the course of the conversation she'd started.

"She's the only woman I can think of that deserves him. And besides, she calls Rafe on his crap the same way you call me on mine. That'll come in handy when that little Spencer-Rivera-Marler-Wolf child is born," Olivia took an overstated breath. "I just hope we don't give him a complex."

"Why would you worry about that?" Natalia asked incredulously.

"Well all four of his grandparents are crazy brawds," Olivia joked.

"Brawds! Really?" Natalia pursed her lips and shot a pointed look at the other woman.

"Uh-oh," Olivia smirked, "Should I gear up that Spencer charm?"

Natalia smiled and brushed the hair out of Olivia's eyes tucking it behind her ear. "Just don't teach our grandkids to call women Brawds."

"I suppose I can do that. There are so many other bad habits I can teach them," Olivia snorted. "You know, Doris and Blake think they can out do us on this grandma thing? Can you believe that? We have three more years of experience under our belts. It's so sad that they'll have to be crushed!" The older woman gave a wide eyed giggle.

"Olivia it isn't a competition," Natalia said rolling her eyes. "But I'm a little glad that Clarissa and Emma are in a little bit of a competition over 'super auntie status.' They both decided not to leave early so they could be here when their nephew is born, which as you know makes Mama very happy. Blake is relieved too. She still wishes that Clarissa hadn't gone to school all the way in LA." Natalia let out a sad sigh, "Why are our girls so determined to get away from us?"

"They aren't trying to get away from us 'Talia." Olivia kissed Natalia's cheek. "Our kid just wants to see something new. You and I left other places and came here. This was our something new. We found lives here and eventually it brought us together. Rafe went to the Army, and Ashlee went to Berkley before they found their way home. Ava had to try life in a few places before she found where she wanted to be. Now it's her turn to figure life out. She can't get that if she stays here in Springfield forever. Blake will see the same thing about Clarissa."

"Since when are you the reasonable one?" Natalia was in full pout.

Olivia wiped the tear glistening down Natalia's face with the pad of her thumb. "Since I convinced Emma that come August we should take a family road trip to drop her off at school, rather than putting her on a plane. Of course I had to let her know that we could hitch up her car to the RV so she could have it with her. That pretty much sealed the deal." Olivia was obviously tickled with herself even though she wasn't exactly an RV kind of woman. .

Natalia dove on top of her pinning her to the sofa. Her lips fell upon the Olivia's with every bit of passion she could muster. She nearly forgot that they had things to do.

"Did I also mention how I laid down the law about coming home for every holiday, including those such as Labor Day and mandatory five day a week calls?" Olivia spoke up and winked as soon as their lips parted. "Well maybe not Labor Day."

Natalia giggled and claimed her wife's lips once more before extricating her self from the embrace they shared. She then lifted her hand and placed her index finger over Olivia's lips. "You know how I said that you had better be nice? Well you get one freebee. And I promise I will be very, very nice to you later."

Olivia crooked her head to the side and smiled, "So I did good, huh?"

"You did amazing," Natalia whispered as she briefly entangled her fingers with Olivia's,

"So when you say one freebee, does that mean just for Ian? I mean I've managed to be friendly with most of this

damn town for a while now. Hell, even Reva and I are fairly nice to one another these days, even if pigs had to fly to make it happen." Olivia pinched the bridge of her nose. "But I'm telling you if that Bitch Donna says anything to screw up Emma's day in any way…"

"Olivia, her son's graduating too. I doubt she'll want to do anything to mess it up for Derek," Natalia interjected. "I expect a donation to the swear jar by the end of the day."

Olivia chuckled and nodded her head before resuming the conversation. "I'm just glad that kid has a mind of his own. I'm glad they could stay friends. His mother has been trying to keep him away from Emma since grade school," Olivia scowled.

"Well he's a good kid. I'm just sorry I had to slug his mother," Natalia said with a non-apologetic smirk on her face.

A wide smile creased Olivia's lips. "The look on your face says something entirely different." Natalia blushed. "I know it's been nearly six years sense the seventh grade dance incident, but I gotta say it still brings me all kind of joy. I just wish I could have been there to see it with my own eyes. Who knew I married a contender?" Olivia boasted with obvious pride.

"Do you know how much I prayed for forgiveness for losing control like that? It was worth it though. She made our Jellybean cry." Natalia unsuccessfully tried to hide the pride she had in the memory.

Derek had asked Emma to their first dance. Their little girl had been so thrilled about it. Natalia inwardly grimaced at the idea of Emma being old enough to attend a dance with a boy, but at the same time she was happy to see Emma so excited. The Saturday before the upcoming dance Emma and Natalia went dress shopping all day before they found the right one. Emma wanted to look mature and Natalia wanted her to look like the child that she still was. They had finally found a dress that they could both agree on. It was a violet, velvet strapped dress that went down just below the knee.

The twosome decided that after all that shopping they could use some lunch, so they decided to make a stop at Company. When they got there they ran into Donna who was apparently picking up an order. Despite the glare that the other woman sent her way, Natalia decided that she and Emma should go and make polite conversation with her. She mentioned that she and Emma had picked out the perfect dress for her to wear to the dance and that she hoped that Derek was just as excited to go as Emma was. Before she could finish getting the words out, Donna was in a full tirade about how Derek knew better than to associate with their kind of people and that he wouldn't be allowed to attend a dance or any other function with Emma. Natalia looked over at her daughter who had tears streaming down her face and her frustration hit her all at once. Before she could stop herself the normally mild mannered woman had channeled her inner Olivia and clocked the other woman in the jaw; causing a streak of long blond hair to fly back into a bar stool. By some miracle, or string pulling on Doris' part, Natalia didn't get charged with anything.

"Alright slugger, we better start getting ready before the kids start getting here." Olivia stood up and extended her hand to her wife. "I love you."