Their shopping trip had been interrupted by a call on Spencer brand new phone. They now had an important meeting. The blond remained worried about what was coming next, thankfully her friend was a good distraction.

Chelsea had never been in a limousine before, and feared that she would puke in her first one. She really was feeling sick.

"Not so fast"

"Chels, we can't go any slower"

"I don't feel good"

"And whose fault is that?"

"Don't be so perky Spence, not when I'm about to die"

The blond laughed.

"Maybe you should quit the Oreos?"

"You know I can't. I've tried but…I'm not strong enough"

"Next time I'll be a real friend and eat them before you do"

That earned her an evil look, then Chelsea spoke in a low tone.

"Don't you dare"

And Spencer laughed harder but stopped when something caught her eye: on the sidewalk dozens of people, huddled together.

She couldn't hear, although it was obvious they were being loud, then cameras started to flash.

The blond turned to her friend. "They are crazy!"

She was surprised to see her friend so close to her, a breath away, Chelsea was leaning as much as she could toward the window.

Feeling kind of squished Spencer slipped to the other side of the car while her friend glued herself to the door but didn't say anything until "I'm not sure if I should be worried the car stopped here, or happy my stomach seems to like that we aren't moving anymore"

They watched the circus outside for a while, from bad to worse, the blond realized what was happening when the people parted. She grabbed her friend by the collar and pulled.

"Hey!"

"Get away from that door, they are going to get in"

"What?" Confused until the car's door opened to reveal Ashley Davies getting in followed by an unhappy looking woman. Chelsea was gawking, she was in Ashley's Davies limo and the rock star was making moon eyes at Spence, who was giving her a cute smile back.

She could so see them as a couple.

Chelsea was distracted in her musing by the angry brunette clearing her throat. She didn't seem to be a fan of their sweet interaction.

Maddison didn't want to expose herself to their flirting more than she had to.

"Once you two are done doing…whatever this is. We are here to have a serious talk"

Ashley rolled her eyes and Spencer's cute smile turned into an amused one.

"Mads the mood killer"

"Ash, we both know I have to be the adult in this relationship"

"Sorry go ahead mother"

Madison looked pissed then, as she hit the glass, yelling at the chauffeur to go faster.

Chelsea's stomach rebelled again, oh oh.

She grabbed the first thing she could and vomited. God, she felt better.

Letting herself go in her seat she sighed before she opened her eyes to see she had become the center of attention.

"Hmm sorry?"

That was the moment she realized she didn't' puke in her own bag, this one was so much more expensive. Chelsea turned to look at her best friend who was very still, she had this strange feeling she was in danger, then whispered loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Tell me I didn't puke in Ashley's Davies bag?"

The person in question replied.

"I'm sorry, but it's worse. It's her purse"

She had her finger pointing towards the now fuming, crazy looking brunette in the car.

"Oh shit" Was the first thing that came out of Chelsea's mouth. She was going to die.

As in slow motion Chelsea could see her life before her eyes as the lunatic moved closer.

"Not an inch closer!"

They froze and looked at the blonde.

"I don't know you or anything but she is sorry. It was an accident and Ash will buy you a new purse, any purse you'd like"

Madison cocked an eyebrow glanced at her singer who shrugged.

"What about what's inside of it. My phone, all the information regarding Ashley and the rest of my stuff"

The blond crossed her arms as she answered. "I'm sure someone like you has some kind of PA hired to do all the things you don't want to" and she pointedly look at the now closed purse.

The two women sized each other up until Madison turned to Ashley.

"I guess I know now who wears the pants in this relationship"

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean, I wear pants too sometimes"

"Ash, if you didn't have to, you wouldn't wear anything"

"Touché" Ashley didn't seem embarrassed at all, she was smirking as she winked at the blonde beside her who blushed. The musician decided to keep going.

"So she is your girl?"

Spencer cleared her throat before speaking.

"Ash, this is Chelsea Daniels, my best friend. Chels, that's Ashley…"

"Her wife" Interrupted the brunette in question.

"Pretend wife from what I've been told"

Ashley winced. "Only to a few"

"Can we start now that the flirting and puking is done?" Maddison was more than annoyed.

"I'm not sure it's quite done"

The agent glared at her client so hard Chelsea didn't dare tell her she wasn't sure herself.

Madison ignored her "friend", and spoke after she was sure they would listen.

"We have a very long list of things to do today. Added to the concert programmed tonight, we have a meeting with our studio to discuss this new development and some companies we advertise for. And all that while we'll be harassed by paparazzi, journalists…yada yada. So here is the deal we agreed on"

Spencer was surprised, she didn't expect to be handed a real contract. She took it without a thought. Maddison just kept on talking as she looked at it.

"As you can see it's nothing more than what we agreed on. This has to remain confidential, if it comes out because of you, I'll sue. You'll act as a married couple in love anytime you're in public, any lover will remain hidden. This state the separation of property, but you'll get an alimony, for now on and even when you'll have divorced…"

"Wait! What?! Money? I…this…,not…argh"

Madison rolled her eyes and talked to her client once Spencer was done babbling.

"And you said I was lucky this one was articulate"

"She usually is Mads, but look at her, isn't she cute?"

Ashley had her little smile on as she looked at the blonde. The young Carlin didn't know if she should be pissed they were speaking about her as if she was a pet or be embarrassed because she couldn't talk…and Ash thought she was cute. Why do people always have to say she's cute?

Spencer turned her head slightly to the side while she was thinking, then chose angry.

"I'm not cute! I'm not doing it for money! And you stop smiling and looking at me as you would a puppy!"

The smile turned into a famous Davies smirk. "Well I do know you bite"

Spencer had a full blush on as she looked at her feet.

Madison used that opportunity to go back on track.

"We know you didn't ask for money, but you'll be her wife some things will be expected of you…"

Spencer looked up so fast she could have gotten a whiplash when she heard that, the agent understood right away what got her wary.

"Not that kind of expectation, you won't be required to have sex with Ashley, I was talking about the way you'll have to act as a public figure to fit our story"

The singer interrupted them. "I could have put some kind of sex clause in that?"

Spencer wasn't sure if this was a joke or not so she gave her a look as she spoke. "I always have sex on my own terms but give me a pen I'll had a fidelity clause. That would mean no sex until that contract ends, no sex for…"

Spencer turned to Madison who finished for her. "Three year"

The blond felt the need to repeat it "It would mean no sex for three years. Three years!?"

"Yes, that's the time you two will have to remain married for it to look plausible enough"

"I thought we agreed it would be discreet, I'd remain kind of anonymous"

"We'll protect you as much as we can but you married that crazy world wide famous singer, making her come out in the process. You need to be ready to be on the front page of a few magazines"

"Oh god, I think I'm going to be sick"

Chelsea who was feeling a little better with a lighter stomach tried to cheer up her friend.

"Try to think about the reaction you'll get from Glen. I'm pretty sure Ashley Davies is on his to do list too"

Spencer groaned "Does everyone has a to do list?"

Madison and Ashley replied at the same time "Yes" "No".

Madison was surprised "You don't have a list of people you'd do?! You?!"

"Thank you for making me sound like a slut in front of my brand new wife"

The singer didn't let her interrupt "I don't need a to do list, I can do whoever I want"

Spencer raised an eyebrow "So you'd rather make yourself sound like an egomaniac slut?"

The woman in question smirked "I'm just saying the truth"

Madison groaned, maybe it wouldn't last, they'd stop the flirting and she could go back to doing her job. Who was she kidding?

Ashley had always been confident, which was one of the reasons why she didn't know how to deal with what was happening.

She couldn't believe things were moving that fast, a good part of her contracts were on the line, it would depends on how the public will react, but on the other hand she had new propositions regarding gay friendly organizations or even was asked to make a speech for an lgbt event.

What could she say? More lies.

She sure as hell couldn't come up and explain how she partied a little too hard as usual, met an amazing girl who didn't take her shit and her drunk brain couldn't wait to get married while other parts of her couldn't wait for what happened next.

She closed her eyes, this was definitely not the time to think about that. She was ready to go on stage.

She rubbed her oily hands together, usually she like being all oiled to go on stage, it made her look great, but tonight it didn't help her with feeling she had for a while, clammy hands.

Not to forget that she didn't know how to feel about that foreign object on her finger.

If anyone would have told her that she was going to get a engagement ring from Madison she would have laughed so hard before telling them they needed help.

But she had to wear this ring for show, a ring she didn't like. She'll definitely have to choose another one later.

Spencer didn't get one, lucky her, Maddison seemed to like her.

It didn't seem to be the case about her at the moment if she could judge from the evil look she was receiving from Maddison while she was once again on the phone.

Ashely could see Spencer and her friend from where she stood, the blond waved and she waved back with a smile she couldn't stop if she wanted to.

She felt so strange every single time she looked at Spencer, it felt like she was buzzing, feeling strangely light and all smiley. These were not the words people used to describe her.

She understood why in a way she wanted to get married to that girl. She had never felt anything like, let alone for someone she barely knew.

She liked getting to know her, not only was she really hot but sweet too, she didn't take her shit either.

The singer knew she was in trouble, she was more than attracted to the girl she was not really married with.

She groaned at that thought, she didn't know if she should hope or not. She remembered their night together, very clearly. She could love the girl she married, the problem was that she didn't really know if she had a chance with a sober Spencer.

Part of her wanted the blonde to remember, but the other part was terrified.

She closed her eyes and forced herself to take a few deep breaths, now was not the time.

It was time to do what she knew she loved. Let the show begin.

"Hello Las Vegas! How are you doing tonight?!"

People responded.

"Sorry I didn't hear you? How are you doing tonight?!"

The crowd was even louder.

"Did you like our opening band?"

She got screams in response.

"Glad you like them. So…I'm pretty sure you've heard about that special something that happened to me. I've taken a wife, quite a few times actuallouch"

Ashely jumped, surprised to be hit by something on her shoulder. She turned and realized in an instant that Spencer had thrown one of her stress less balls at her.

"Sorry but you knew who you were getting married to. I have a reputation to uphold, honey"

She said the last word with a fake sweet voice and had to avoid another ball while laughing.

"As you can see, she is a wild one"

She got a few laugh.

"Let's go back to what I was saying. So because I just got married, I'd like to open this concert with a ballad you've never heard before, dedicated to my wife"

Someone brought her a stool and a guitar.

Spence had never been to one of the famous Ashley's Davies concert, it was impressive. Probably more on this than in the crowd, she could see the crew running around. Everything had to be perfect, the lights, the sound, the clothes, the make-up…

It was an amazing thing to observe.

She was treated as a VIP, since she had been introduced as the new wife.

Chelsea was running around going crazy, at that moment she was getting a treat, make-up and hair.

The blond was standing by the stage, next to Madison.

"When did you guys got her this song?"

"We didn't, we talked and decided it was a good opportunity to try and see if people would like to hear some sweeter songs from her"

"It's a song you had for a while?"

"Actually, she wrote it"

Madison was watching the surprise on the other woman's face, before they both turned back towards the scene.

Ashley finished her last cords, then waited a few seconds to speak.

"So my lovely fans did you like it?"

She was using her sexy voice which got her a great reply from the crowd.

"Good, because this is how I work, sweet before the kink, as my wife would tell you if she wasn't so shy"

The brunette turned her head to the side to wink as Spencer but ended up laughing.

"Okay guys, I'll be extra nice for the rest of the evening when it comes to my lovely wife, it seems my whole crew is in on it, for Spence couldn't have gotten that much ammo on her own. She has a huge pile of balls. Could we show it?"

On the screen behind her appeared Maddison with a small table, dozens of all king of balls on it. One had to wonder how people found so many, then the screen got back on the singer.

"Just to let you know, that's not my wife, that's my agent, I wouldn't have to worry about her aim"

A tennis ball flew more than a foot away from her.

"See"

The crowd laughed. It was time to get on with the show.

Ashley was turning the brand new rings on her finger without really thinking about it.

She couldn't stand the one Madison got her, so of course she bought something new.

She was going to vomit. "Oh god, I'm going to …ouch!"

She got pulled from thoughts as her thigh was slapped by Maddison. "What the hell?!"

"Your leg keeps on going up and down. It's driving me crazy"

"I can't help it. I'm going to die"

"Stop being such a drama queen, I doubt her family would kill you"

The rock star glanced again at the house they were parked in front of.

Once she was done with her business in Vegas they all came back to L.A. and were now in the process of telling the blonde's family about their wedding before the media did.

"Easy for you to say, you're not the one who will have to deal with, and I quote, her slightly psycho mother"

"Just remember the next thing she told you and hide behind her father"

Madison trying hard not to laugh but she still had a wide smile on her lips.

"Stop making fun of me! I could fire you!"

"You would fire me after I got you an amazing ring"

"That thing was atrocious! Thank god I could afford a new one. I still don't get why we need to act as if we'd been engaged for a while"

"We don't want people to know you got married drunk in Vegas"

Her agent said in a tone that clearly said 'how many times do I have to state the obvious, idiot', she kept going annoyed "Which would be easier if you didn't insist on keeping this cheap wedding ring"

Ashley looked at them one was a simple platinum weeding ring and the other white gold with a small diamond. She couldn't help but think about the thing Madison got her.

"Thank god you are straight, 'cause your choice of engagement ring sucks"

Maddison pushed her on her shoulder, "You have no taste"

"Stop manhandling me!"

"Or what?"

Ashley looked around wondering what she could do, with anything brilliant she went with the first thing that crossed her mind.

"I'll make you eat that car's rug"

"Pff, as if, it's more your thing, you know, eating carpet"

"Aahh!"

Nearly five minutes before that, Spencer was nervously getting inside her parent's house, taking deep breaths.

She went right toward the noises she could hear and was surprised to find Glen engrossed in some war video games.

"What are you doing here? Where are mom and dad?"

"My apartment burned, mom was called for an emergency and dad had to drive her since her car wouldn't start"

"Just my luck. Wait, you burned your apartment, that's a new one"

"I didn't do it. It was an electrical fire"

"Right" she sat down beside him before speaking again "Seriously, how did you do it?"

He glared at her. "What's up with you anyway? Weren't you supposed to stay longer in Vegas?"

"Yes, but things got…a little crazy. Do you know when mom and dad will be back? I called to be sure they'd be here"

"Nope, no idea. I've seen how crazy things got in Vegas after Ashley Davies announced she married a chick, the paparazzi and the press…wow"

"Yep"

"It ruined my day too, my dream girl coming out"

Spencer made a face but didn't comment, her brother just kept going.

"But then I thought, it's not so bad, her wife must be hot, which made me realize I didn't lose my fantasy, it just evolved, two chick at the same time, yeah!"

"Eww, that's disgusting Glen!"

"Come one don't be such a girl! You're a lesbian, don't tell me you can't picture yourself being the meat in that hot women sandwich"

"No way, not my thing"

"I'll tell you what it's like when I'll meet these two"

Spencer was going to puke "You're just a prev!"

"Come on, tell me I'm not thinking what most men in this country are thinking right now?"

The blond made a face, she had never really thought that she could have become some kind of sex fantasy.

"What if it was me with Ashley Davies?"

He dropped his controller as he turned to her, made a disgusted face before getting up and walking away.

"Glen, don't…"

"I need to rinse my eyes. You had to ruin that dream for me!"

She stopped herself from following him when she realized he didn't know, he thought she was just saying it for the sake of their argument.

She sighed and passed her hand through her hair.

Then she heard the doorbell ring but wasn't fast enough.

Glen was going all "Holly shit" when Spencer arrived to the door, Ashley on the other side wincing because Madison was pulling her ear and glaring.

The agent was the first one to speak coherently. "I believe this is yours"

She pulled the singer by the ear inside. "I have to go"

Spencer was going to panic "Wait, I didn't tell anyone, I can't just hide her up in my room like a teenager?"

"That is not my problem anymore" On that, Madison walked back out and slammed the door.

The rock star was rubbing her ear, Glen was gawking at them before he glared.

"Did you or did you not marry Ashley Davies?"

Spencer cleared her throat "Glen, I'd like you to meet, Ashley Davies Carlin"

"She changed….I hate you!"

"Please Glen…"

"It's like that party we went to and you slept with Stacy when I told you I liked her!"

"You liked every girl back then!"

"That's not an excuse!"

"Yes it is!"

Spencer took a deep breath to try and calm down. "Don't you have a video game to go back to?"

Before he could reply and the singer did, looking interested. "What kind of video game?"