Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews. I really appreciate them, and if you guys have any suggestions feel free to tell me and I'll honestly consider them. And please, enjoy this chapter cause I don't know how long I'm gonna keep up with the happy. :) (hint, hint)And I'm not really happy with this chapter but I hope you guys will be. Flashbacks are in italics.

LoveAsh87: I'm glad that you like the story so far. Also that you liked Emily's 'nudy' dance, I wasn't too sure if it came out correctly, so thanks.

Is-This-Love15: Ah, the plastic bat. I actually had such an experience. I'm happy to hear that you found the last chapter funny.

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Chapter 6

Spencer snuggled into her wife's side and Ashley responded by putting an arm around her. They had just tucked Emily in and were lying down in their bed.

"Hey Ash?" the blonde said softly.

"Yeah?"

"You remember when we first met?"

Ashley's eyebrow's scrunched up. "You mean when I met you or when you met me?"

"What do you mean?" Spencer said with her own confusion.

The brunette chuckled. "Babe, I met you when you were like, five years old."

"You did?" the blonde said. The first time she had any recollection of Ashley was high school. "But I thought we met in school."

"We did," Ashley assured her. "But that was when we officially met ."

If Spencer wasn't confused before, she sure as hell was now. "What?"

The brunette laughed. "Okay you don't remember, and I don't hold it against you, it was one time and you were young…"

Seven year old Ashley Davies sat alone in the sand box. She looked around at the other children in the park with a sigh.

She turned to look at her mother and smiled weakly when she waved at her. She didn't want to be here. It felt too crowded, and it was pointless.

At least that's what she thought.

That was until she turned to look at the swings and saw a chubby little blonde girl who was looking right at her with a smile.

The small brunette smiled back-

"Oh come on! How are you so sure that was me?" Spencer said. "Just cause that little girl was chubby doesn't mean it was me."

Ashley rolled her eyes in slight irritation then looked down at her wife. "We'll if you would just let me finish you could find out how I know it was you."

The blonde sighed. "Fine…"

"Okay…" Ashley said the cleared her throat. "As I was saying…"

The small brunette smiled back and waved. But their moment was interrupted when a boy, about her age, stood in front of her, blocking her view of the other girl.

Ashley blocked the sun from her eyes with her hand as she looked up at the boy. "Can I help you?"

The blue eyed boy grinned. "You're pretty."

"I'm Ashley," the girl corrected.

The boy looked confused but replied back. "I'm Glen Carlin," he said. She tried to look towards the swings and he noticed. Glen pointed his thumb towards the girl behind him. "That's my little sister, Spencer."

Glad that she now knew the girl's name Ashley yelled out, "Hey, Spencer!"

The blonde girl looked up, startled, but smiled when she saw who it was.

"Come 'ere," Ashley yelled again with a wide smile.

"You want to hang out with my sister?" Glen asked, incredulously. "B-But she's a baby!"

Ashley looked at the blonde boy like he was crazy but then ignored him when Spencer had come over to the sandbox with a shy smile. The brunette grinned. "Hey, sexy," she winked.

"There is no way that you said that," Spencer interrupted…again.

"And why not? It's possible," Ashley smiled.

"You were seven."

"You were hot."

"I was five."

"So?"

Spencer groaned.

Ashley laughed. "Okay, okay. I tell the story right. Geez…so it went like this…"

"Hi," the brunette smiled.

"H-Hi," Spencer stuttered out while Glen rolled his eyes, but then smiled mischievously. He went behind his sister and brought his hands up and right when he was about to push her he heard a yell.

"Glen Carlin!"

He cringed and turned around. "Yes?!" he yelled back innocently.

"Don't think I don't know what you were up to, get over here and play with your brother! And leave Spencer alone!" a young Paula Carlin yelled.

Glen trudged back to his mother while Ashley laughed at his expense she turned to Spencer who was still standing. "Come, join me," she said, patting the sand next to her.

"Th-Thanks," the blonde said taking a seat next to her.

Ashley stopped the story. "You know…maybe Emily gets her stuttering from you."

Spencer hit her playfully. "Stuttering isn't hereditary, you jackass."

"Oh, and how would you know?"

"It isn't," the blonde said, defiantly.

"Sure, Spence."

"Just finish the story," Spencer said.

"I did," Ashley with a laugh.

"What?"

"Well you sat with me for about two more minutes then your mom came over to get you, and that was that."

"Seriously?"

"Yup," the brunette answered simply. "But I kept seeing you around."

"But…then why didn't you ever come over to talk to me?" Spencer asked.

Ashley shrugged. "I didn't think you'd remember me."

Spencer smacked her arm. "Jerk."

"What did I do now?!"

"You didn't tell me that we've met before!"

"I told you yesterday that I had a crush on you when you were seven!"

"I thought you were joking!"

Ashley just stared at her wife.

"Stop looking at me like that," Spencer said. "Ashleyyy," she whined. "Stop."

The brunette cracked a smile and opened her mouth to say something but stopped when their bedroom door opened and a little head peeked in.

"Mama?"

"What is it sweetie?" Ashley said.

"There's a monster outside my window."

"It was just your imagination, honey," Spencer said. "Just go back to sleep."

Emily shook her head. "I'm too scared."

Spencer looked up at Ashley, expectantly.

The brunette sighed and got out of the bed. "Okay kiddo," she said as she went to grab Emily's hand. "Let's go check out this monster."

They entered Emily's room and Ashley tucked her into her bed again. She was going to leave the room again but Emily stopped her.

"Mama? Aren't you gonna check for the monster?"

Ashley smiled at her. "Of course," she walked over to the window, not actually expecting to find anything but gasped when she saw something taped to it.

It was an old picture from high school.

It was a picture of Aiden and Spencer, kissing.

And there were red words written on the window.

SHE WILL BE MINE AGAIN.