Title: Tough (3a/3)

Author: Jay

Fandom: Guiding Light

Pairing: Otalia (Olivia/Natalia)

Rating: PG –13

Song: Tough - Craig Morgan

A/N: Sorry for the long wait. College decided to let me know that taking two politics classes as well as two history class and a composition class involves a lot of writing. Also being on the school's team involves a lot more writing than I ever thought. Merciful so here's the final update to "Tough" I hope you guys enjoy it. There may or may not be a little epilogue coming up. I'll see how I feel about it and see if you guys want another one. So read on and let me know at the end! Thanks guys for reading and reviewing!

"Liv, honey, where's my shirt?" Natalia's sweet voice rang out through their bedroom as Olivia made her way out of their bathroom in her robe. She came up behind her frowning wife and wrapped her arms around her waist.

"Who says you need one?" she mumbled against her cheek.

Natalia rolled her eyes and turned around to face Olivia, "Olivia, I can't walk around without a top on…"

'Hmm I beg to differ. There's a plus side to this going around topless…' showing off her patented smirk.

Giving in to her wife's obvious hints she let out a giggle as she wrapped arms around her neck, "Oh really? Like what?"

"Why don't we move over to the bed and I'll show you?"

Natalia scrunched up her nose and shook her head, "Why don't you wake up instead?"

Jarred by the random statement Olivia pulled back, voicing her confusion, "Huh? Wake up?"

Natalia smiled and placed a light kiss against her lips, "Yeah Liv…wake up…wake up…."

"Mom...Mom wake up. Come on we gotta go... I don't want to be late." The baritone voice broke through her dreams.

God fifteen years later and these children are still interrupting the good stuff.

With a grunt and wipe of her face she rolled onto her back and looked at her son, "Tony baby we've been getting you to school on time for 18 years. Why would we start now?"

Teasing brown eyes rolled in her direction as he pulled at the blankets surrounding her warm body.

"Mom usually it's ma that gets us to school on time. You stay in the bed, practically dead to the world." He watched as his mother swung her legs over the side of the bed and rubbed her face, attempting to wake herself up.

Olivia grabbed the tie on her robe while asking, "Alright Mr. Comedian, you have your tie?"

"Yes."

She made her way down the steps, in search of her coffee, "Jacket?"

"Yesss. Mom we're gonna be late." She rolled her eyes as she took in the taste of the coffee, almost feeling the caffeine rushing through her veins. With a small smile on her face, she finally took in the sight of her son. He's gotten so big. She went over to him and began to straighten his shirt out.

She paused and tilted her head looking at the shirt he was wearing, "We're not gonna be late. Is that the shirt Nat picked out for you? Because it looks different from the one she showed me last night." She made a brush stroke at an invisible piece of lint and made her way towards the steps.

Being her son, of course he rolled his eyes again, "It's the same shirt Mom."

"Hey watch it bud. You know your mother will flip if you don't have everything." She replied speaking over her shoulder as they walked up the stairs.

He followed her into his parent's room and sat down in a chair by the bathroom, watching his mother enter the bathroom to get ready, "Mom this is our graduation."

Her voice echoed over the shower as she spoke to her son, "I know, I know. I just don't know where your mother and Maddie scampered off to and it's making me a scattered mess. This is so ridiculous. On such an important day the two of those little mice are off somewhere being sneaky."

"Ma...The two of them? Sneaky?" He covered his eyes as his mother came out of the bathroom and changed into the dress his mom had picked out for her the previous night.

"Come on don't act like you don't know the two of them, especially your mother." She made her way back into the bathroom and applied her make up.

Through his chuckles he responded, "Okay but I still can't see Chatty Maddie doing something sneaky." Using the nickname they had all given the shy member of the family brought a smile to his mother's face.

"Ah and see here's your first lesson of adulthood Antonio Spencer-Rivera. You ready for this?" she grabbed her purse and went through the house with Tony on her heels, rolling his eyes wanting his mother to hurry up, hoping she wouldn't ruin the surprise.

"Sure mom."

"Hey. This is good stuff. I know what I'm talking about here." She made her way over to the coffee pot and poured some in a travel mug.

Hopping up on the counter, he wiggled his ears, "Alright mom, let me have it. I'm all ears."

Leaning back against the counter and rolling her eyes, she continued speaking, "God you're such a goofball. Anyway, the lesson is to watch out for those quiet ones."

"The quiet ones? Really?" His eyes were squinted in a look of disbelief.

"Hey don't question me. I of all people should know what I'm talking about. I've been with your mother for over twenty years now." Jesus I'm gettin' old. "I know what I'm talking about here. Tiny little woman slipped inside of me and..."

Slamming his eyes shut and covering his ears with his hands he cried out, "EW. Mom I don't need to hear about my moms having sex!"

"ANTONIO!" Olivia's mind went blank. Shock along with a tint of surprise flew through her.

Raising his hands in the air as a sign of protest, he continued on, "I mean, I'm already scarred enough for life from having heard you through the walls my entire childhood."

"OW! Stop pulling my ear! What was that for?" He cried out in pain as his mother grabbed his ear and twisted it.

Olivia still couldn't get over his statement. Why the hell do these conversations always happen when Nat's nowhere to be found? "For talking about your mom and me having...having…"

"Sex?" He instantly covered his ears to protect them in case his mother came after them again.

"Okay okay stop talking. Jesus. I, my dirty minded child, was speaking about my heart. I never saw your mother coming. Well, actually she kicked my ass into..."

"That's a dollar."

Rolling her eyes she replied, "Whatever...but basically She was in there before I even realized it she was stuck in there."

There was a few moments of silence passed as they were both lost in thought.

Looking up at his mother, he whispered, "I hope I find a girl half as great as the two of you mom. Seriously."

"You will Romeo. It's not like you don't have a sea of women falling at your feet..." she told her son confidently.

"Pshh.. naw..."

"Oh come on it's not your fault. You're a Spencer-Rivera. You're irresistible to anything with a pulse. Trust me you'll find someone." Glancing at the clock she tossed her mug in the sink, "Crap is that really the time?"

"I told you we were gonna be late."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Your mother is going to kill me."

"We're here, we're here, we're here!"

"Um, what's with the rush mom?"

"Well...weren't we supposed to be here thirty minutes ago?"

"Oh, ma told you an earlier time. She knew with the two of you coming by yourself you'd be late."

Olivia rolled her eyes, expecting the reason, "Of course she did," sitting down on a nearby stool she looked around the room searching for a missing pair of chocolate eyes, "So where did you two go off to this morning Madds?"

Unsurprisingly her daughter's dimpled cheeks took on a red hint as she nibbled on her bottom lip, "Oh well, I wanted to make a change in my solo for the ceremony and I wanted to make sure it was okay with Mrs. Moore."

Just like your mother. "Sweetie I'm sure you could've changed the entire piece and she wouldn't have cared. You're her star pupil."

"I know but..." scrunching up her nose and furrowing her brow just as her mother did whenever she was doubtful.

Olivia watched as her daughter began to play with her hair and adjust her glasses slightly, with a gentle voice she spoke, "Who are you?"

With a smile Madison looked up at her mother, "I'm a Spencer-Rivera and I can do anything."

"That's my girl. Now where's your mother?"

"Oh you know ma. She's making sure everything will be ready for dinner afterwards."

"Alright, thanks Mads," with a kiss against her daughter's cheek she left to find her wife.

As she made her way through the building her thoughts jumped to the past memories of her wife.

~*~*~*~*Flashback*~*~*~*~

"AGGHHH!WHERE THE HELL IS OLIVIA?"

Rafe grimaced as his mother gripped his hand once again, "I don't know ma… um do you want me to go see where she is?" Please please please! I need to feel my hand again!

"NO! Frank left because he couldn't handle this either. Why the hell are the men in my life wimps! Agggghhh! Where is that woman?"

"Um…Mrs…Mrs. Spencer..?" The twitching man standing before the woman who was sitting behind her desk was sure the end of his life was about to come a lot sooner than he had planned.

Without looking up from a client's information sheet she replied, "What is it Greg?"

"Um…well…you see…Uh… it's about your phone…"

Looking up, Olivia narrowed her eyes at the stuttering employee, "What are you talking about Greg? I have my phone with me in case my lovely wife goes into labor. You know this as does everyone else working in this hotel. So what's up with my phone?"

"Well earlier, when you had that important meeting with Mr. Murphy and and and his assistant…you um you left your phone on the table and I don't know why I didn't notice it as soon as I left behind you but I didn't…and and..."

"Greg for the love of God spit it out!"

"You've missed twenty-seven calls from Natalia, Frank, and—"

"Olivia Spencer-Rivera what the fuck are you doing here?" Doris screeched at her as she pushed Greg out of the way and started grabbing Olivia's things.

"Doris? What the hell?" Olivia grabbed her jacket from her friend's hand and ran after the woman holding her purse and phone.

"You're wife's having contractions and you're still in this damn hotel! Let's go! Move your ass Olivia!" Doris hit the elevator button mumbling at the machine hoping it would move faster. "Screw this it's taking too long. Come on we're hitting the stairs."

Shit. Shit shit shit! She's going to kill me. She's going to kill me as soon as she's done giving birth.

Running down the stairs after Doris, Olivia began to voice her thoughts, "I can't believe this. She's in labor, my wife's in labor. Oh my god Doris I'm about to be a mom again. My kids are almost here." A sudden thought popped into her head, "What if they don't like me or what if they look like Frank and I can't—" Fuck why is my office not on the ground floor? All these damn stairs! I'm going to stroke out before I even get to the hospital.

"Olivia I swear to God, if you don't shut up and move your ass out this door. Your kids will love you. You will love your kids because they're from your wife and they'll be gorgeous no matter what because let's face it, Natalia's hot."

As Olivia and Doris hit the front door and jumped into Doris's car Olivia couldn't help but agree. She's right. Why wouldn't they love me? I'm their mom. I've been talking to them for six months. They know my voice. They'll be gorgeous because Natalia is gorgeous and hey wait a minute…

"You said my wife was hot!" Olivia looked over at Doris with accusing eyes.

Took you long enough. "Um…Yeah, I did."

"Don't you think a certain someone is going to be upset with knowing you're thinking other women are hot?"

Doris's mouth dropped open in shock, "Hey! First of all everyone knows how hot Natalia is. It's like me saying the sky is blue. Second of all, you had better not tell her what I said, just because you're in trouble right now doesn't mean I need to be."

Shit. She's right. "Can't you drive any faster? You are the mayor and all."

"Cool your shit new mommy we're here."

As they pulled into the emergency entrance Olivia hopped out the car and ran into the building. Her first sight was Lillian. Never stopping she yelled out, "Where is she?"

"She's in room 217! Follow the screams!"

"Thanks Lilllian!" she called out as she hit the stairs again. Jesus this is getting old.

As she opened the door to the second floor she was attacked by Blake.

"Where the hell have you been Olivia? Better yet, just get your ass into the room."

Olivia felt herself literally being pulled into the room, "Damn it Blake I've got legs let me use them!"

"AGGGHHHH! FIND OLIVIA! NOW!"

"I'm here baby, I'm here!" Olivia took in the sight of her wife. Her long brown locks were tied up in a simple ponytail, save the lovely fringe that seldom seemed to stay out of her eyes. Glistening with sweat, grinding her teeth in between screams, and crunching the fingers of her eldest son, Olivia could only think one statement.

Damn my wife's gorgeous.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?"

And pissed. She's definitely pissed. "I'm so sorry. There was a meeting and apparently I left my phone in the conference room. I'm so sorry. Baby how're we doin'?"

"Well Frank was here. He left though to go look for you. Practically abandoned me, luckily Rafael was here though. Right sweetie?"

Olivia looked at Rafe for the first time since she walked in the room. He had a strained look on his face but was trying to hide it behind a smile for his mother's sake. "Hey Liv."

"Hey Rafe. Why don't you go get your mother some ice chips or something?" Instantly she saw a look of relief on his face.

"Sure thing." He kissed his mother on the head and pried his fingers free. Thank…the Lord.

She's a gentle word, the sweetest kiss

Olivia moved beside Natalia and wiped at her brow, moving her hair from her face, "Hey gorgeous. Still want to raise these kids with me?"

Natalia looked up into the pair of green twinkling eyes and couldn't help the smile as it crossed her face. "Of course I do." She grimaced as she felt another contraction traveled through her body.

Olivia grabbed her hand instantly as she moved her body behind Natalia's, "You promise?"

Natalia rested her head on Olivia's shoulder as she gripped her hand breathing through the contraction, "I promise."

A velvet touch against my skin

I've seen her cry, I've seen her break

But in my eyes, she'll always be strong

There was a time

Back before she was mine

When I thought I was tough