Ashley had not spoken to Spencer in a week. Coincidentally, she also had not been to school in a week too. Kyla had kept her updated with all the drama and gossip that followed the now infamous kiss in the quad between her and Spencer. She was glad she was not there to directly hear any of it.

"You know, eventually you are going to have to go back to school and face her, Ash. Better sooner than later." Kyla said as she did the downward-facing dog pose on the yoga mat. Ashley was sitting on Kyla's bed, trying not to become entranced with watching her body consort into a million different positions.

"I know. I guess I'll deal with that when it comes up." Ashley said, still staring intently at Kyla and her flexibility. She shook her head to rid herself of all inappropriate thoughts.

All of a sudden, the doorbell rang once. Then repeatedly in rapid succession. Whoever was at the other side of the door was not a patient person. Ashley and Kyla stared at each other for a minute before deciding to go downstairs and actually open the door.

Kyla won the foot race down the stairs so she turned the doorknob and came face-to-face with two figures. Two blonde figures. It was Spencer and her brother Glen who was holding her up. Spencer had been drinking. A lot.

"Ashley, can you please take her? She hasn't stopped crying or saying your name all night. This was the only way I could get her to shut up." Glen said to Ashley, who was now standing beside Kyla. She shifted her eyes to Spencer, whose eyelids were almost completely closed.

"Kyla, help me take her upstairs." Ashley commanded to Kyla. She could see the look of relief on Glen's face when she obliged. He handed over his sister to the Davies sisters and started walking away before Ashley stopped him.

"Are you going to pick her up later tonight?" Ashley shouted to Glen's back. He turned his head over his shoulder and mumbled an almost incoherent 'yeah' to her. Then he continued to walk to his car, where he would probably go back to the party he was just at. Typical, Ashley thought, as she rolled her eyes.

Spencer seemed to have lost all use of her legs. Kyla and Ashley had to drag her up the stairs to Ashley's room. They proceeded to sit her up on the edge of the bed. Her back hit the mattress with a loud thud. She passed out with her legs hanging over the end of the bed. Ashley gently moved Spencer to where her pillows were as Kyla watched with amusement.

"Go ahead, Kyla. Say your cynical remarks. I'm ready for it." Ashley said to the girl who was enjoying this a little too much. She couldn't really see the bright side of things right now.

"Oh, give me a little more credit. All I was going to say was that when I said 'sooner', I didn't mean right now." Kyla said before she started to laugh at the situation that was sleeping in front of her. Spencer let out a groan, which caused Ashley and Kyla to direct their attention to her.

"I think I got it from here. You can go." Ashley said to Kyla. She look disappointed, as if she wanted to stay and watch the train wreck unfold before her eyes. But she just nodded and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Ashley sighed as she sat next to Spencer, who was lying quietly on the bed. She looked down at the inebriated blonde and listened to her breathing. It was uneven and strained, like she was trying too hard. Ashley started to worry. She had a lot of experience of dealing with drunk Spencer, but this was like a new level. She had never been this bad before. Ashley brought her hand to Spencer's hair and brushed it out of her face. Then she placed her lips so close to Spencer's ear that they grazed her skin.

"Spencer, wake up. Come on, please wake up." Ashley whispered into her ear. She needed her to be awake and conscious, not asleep and dead. Spencer's eyes started to flutter open. When she finally was wide awake, her eyes met the brown ones staring back at her. Her mouth broke out into the goofiest punch-drunk love grin that Ashley had ever seen.

"Ashley…I missed you." Spencer said in almost a whisper. Her gaze was unwavering towards the brunette attentively watching her. She took a deep breath and exhaled. She was preparing for what Ashley had to say to her.

"Spencer, come on. Sit up for me. I don't want you to go into an alcohol-induced coma on me." Ashley said as she tried helping Spencer get out of the lie position. She put her arms around her like she was hugging her, but instead pulled her up so she could sit. They were now facing each other on Ashley's bed. Spencer was drunk and they weren't having sex was all Ashley could think about. She laughed inside at the irony of the circumstances.

"So…how have you been?" Ashley asked as she tried to get past the awkwardness of talking about the past events that occurred that week. She looked at Spencer as she awaited a response.

"A mess. An absolute fucking mess, Ash. Do you know how hard it's been to face everybody at school? Do you know what they're saying about us? I've cried myself to sleep every night this week." Spencer said as she tried to elicit some guilt out of Ashley. She had been through hell and back and all she wanted was Ashley to say it was going to be okay. Ashley was the only one who could make this all right for her.

"I'm sorry you had to go through all that alone but I'm not sorry about what I did. You completely blew me off, Spencer. Even when I tried to talk to you, you were afraid of people seeing us. You're embarrassed to talk to me at school but you're not embarrassed to crawl into my bed every weekend. Something has to give, Spence." Ashley said as her eyes started to glaze over with tears. Spencer was the only one who could ever evoke all these emotions that she had absolutely no control over. She stopped herself from breaking down, but not before a single tear escaped her eye and slid down her face. Spencer brought her thumb to Ashley's cheek and tenderly wiped away her tear.

"Ash, I'm sorry. I really am. You're right. I never should have done that. But I was just worried, okay? I have this reputation to uphold at school. I have this whole life that I've worked hard to have. And then you came along. I got so caught up that I didn't know what I was doing. I thought that these things were important, but they're not. You are. You are the only thing that matters to me right now." Spencer said as the honesty was flowing out of her. What's that saying? A drunken mind speaks a sober heart. Right now, that was exactly what was happening.

Ashley looked at her and couldn't help but smile. She had finally broken down Spencer's defenses. All the walls were crumbling down. She was seeing the true Spencer and falling more in love with her with each passing second. She grabbed her hand and laced her fingers with hers.

"You know, you're extremely drunk right now. And I haven't even tried to take advantage of you. This has got to be a record." Ashley said as she scanned over Spencer's body like an animal. Spencer smiled when she noticed this.

"Well, the night isn't over yet. And I've always hated records." Spencer said with a sly grin on her face. She closed the space between her and Ashley with her lips. That, of course, eventually led to something more.

They eventually led to something more.