Hi there(: sorry for the lack of updates lately. Things with the holidays and family and time that I don't have I got pretty busy; but I'm back and ready to ring in the New Year with a new update.

Count On Me

Chapter Seven

Ashley awoke to a sizzling sound coming from outside the room, she turned over onto her side and felt a cold spot on the mattress where Spencer's body had been hours earlier. Ashley hadn't gotten that good of a rest in a few months, she felt relaxed. She didn't have to worry about anything today. She should get a start on studying but the distraction of Spencer and spending time with her weighed more on Ashley's decisions.

The brunette slowly rolled out of bed, she slipped her socks on from the night before and made her way out to the kitchen. Stumbling into the kitchen, Ashley saw the beautiful blonde she had spent the night with standing over the stove in a t-shirt and underwear. Ashley leaned against the door frame, crossing her arms and smiling; she watched Spencer dance around to silent music singing into the spatula that she used as a makeshift microphone.

"That's cute, Spence." Ashley smiled as she got up from her position against the door frame and walked over to the fridge.

"How long have you been standing there watching me?" Spencer asked, blushing at the embarrassment that she was currently facing.

"Long enough." Ashley laughed as she grabbed a bottle of water and sipped on the bottle.

Spencer's cheeks were now red and she flipped what she was cooking onto a plate that rested on the counter. Ashley leaned over and saw that it was an omelet that looked to have mushrooms and chives in it. She raised her eyebrows and smiled at the blonde.

"Do you treat all your guests like this?" She asked.

"Only the special ones, the ones I really like." Spencer teased as she handed Ashley the plate and grabbed her own, along with another omelet off the counter. They sat at the tiny table that sat under the window. The small window overlooked the LA skyline, which was beautiful right about now. The sun was rising, creating a fiery red and pink color in the sky.

The two girls sat down and enjoyed each others company, just relaxing in the silence and the promise of a free and open Saturday where neither had to worry about school, classes, nor working.

"So what's on the agenda for today?" Spencer asked, looking into Ashley's eyes. They seemed like they held so much information, so many feelings that Ashley wasn't letting loose. Spencer understood what it was like to be hurt and not able to fully put the wall down; she just wanted Ashley to let her in. They had gotten pretty deep the night before while at the beach, but Spencer knew there were still things that Ashley wasn't telling her.

"Hanging out, I get the kids back at 4 when my dad has to go into the studio." Ashley nodded while taking a bite of her omelet.

"Fun, so does their dad try and be in their lives at all or is he a "shoot and leave" kinda guy?" Spencer asked. She hoped that the way in which she asked wasn't too blunt, but she wanted to know.

"He didn't try when they were born; when I called and told him their names and that they were healthy he completely ignored me and hasn't been in their lives since." Ashley replied softly as her eyes melted down onto the table. She picked at a rough piece of wood on the table in front of her and rested her chin on her palm.

Spencer shook her blonde locks at the story and sighed. She couldn't imagine not having her father in her life. He was her rock, and the only guy that would tell her the complete and honest truth without breaking her heart completely. She knew Ashley's dad would be there for the kids, but kids shouldn't have to have their father ripped away from them, especially voluntarily.

"Anyways.." Spencer sighed, attempting to change the subject. She though back to the night before. She has woken up in the middle of the night to Ashley's arm slung over her own waist. She pressed up against the other girl, feeling Ashley's torso pressed up into her own back. Spencer felt odd; she had never done something like this without fear being embedded into the back of her mind.

In high school she had to hide these feelings, from her parents at least. She and Chloe always claimed they were having innocent sleepovers until the lights in her parents room went off and things became heated on Spencer's small twin bed. She missed waking up with someone next to her.

"What are you thinking about?" Ashley inquired, noticing that the blonde seemed to be in another world all together.

"Chloe…" Spencer trailed off. Ashley's facial expression changed and Spencer laughed. "Not like that, just of how I missed having someone to wake up too. But I liked waking up next to you this morning."

Ashley nodded and smiled, silently agreeing with the other girl. "Can I ask you something, Spencer?" Spencer nodded as she took a sip of her orange juice that sat on the table in front of her.

"Who were your two?" Ashley vaguely asked.

"Two what?"

"The two people you've had sex with?" Ashley bluntly asked. If Ashley was known for anything it was first, her rock hard abs, and second, her ability to be super blunt.

"Chloe and Ryan." Spencer smiled as if she was reminiscing on memories. "Chloe, you know, but Ryan was my first serious boyfriend. I guess you could say that I wanted to try both cakes to see which one I liked better."

"And the verdict is?" Ashley lead.

"I think I like the pink cake better than the blue one." Spencer laughed. The fact that she was being this open with Ashley showed her vulnerability in this situation. She was comfortable around the brunette and she was willing to joke but still be super deep and have meaningful conversations with her.

"I'm glad." Ashley smiled. Her hand hovered over Spencer's as if she was mentally deciding on whether or not to make the move.

"Me too." Spencer said, placing her other hand above Ashley's and making a sandwich out of the three hands that sat on the table.

The two girls finished their breakfast and each individually showered, much to Ashley's disappointment. It's not like you could blame the girl, she had pretty much been bone dry for three years.

While Spencer was finishing blowdrying her hair in the bathroom, Ashley's phone rang. She looked at the called ID and once again did not recognize it. She hoped it wasn't her mom as she answered with "This is Ashley."

"Hi Ashley. It's Aiden." Said a male voice on the other line.

"Aiden…?" Ashley questioned.

There was a long and awkward sigh on the other end of the telephone call. Spencer entered the room and saw the look on Ashley's face. She mouthed 'everything okay?' to Ashley and all the brunette did was shrug.

"Dennison." And that was it.

"Aiden? You call me after three fucking years of leaving me alone with YOUR children?"

"Listen, Ash-"

"No, Aiden! You listen. You left me with two of the most precious things in my life. You don't call, send letters, or even child support. You left."

"I know. I was just a kid though Ashley. I didn't know what the hell to do with the announcement of 'hey, by the way, your girlfriend is pregnant, with twins no less'!"

Spencer could see that Ashley was upset. The brunette hung up the phone and threw the cell phone to the other side of the bed. She crossed her arms and brought her legs up to her chest.

"Ash.." Spencer quietly soothed the brunette as she walked over to the other side of the room and sat next to her. They sat in silence as Ashley tried to digest the phone call she had just received.

Four o'clock rolled around and Ashley had left Spencer's to head to her dad's to pick up the twins. When she finally got there, there was lots of talk of the new Alvin and the Chipmunks movie that the twins had seen, along with putt-putting and going to the zoo. Ashley loved her dad for supporting her and her kids, she knew that one day she would have to buck up and do it all on her own. She also knew that it would be a lot easier with two sets of hands as opposed to just one set.

When she got the twins back to her townhouse, she got them fed and let them go off and do their own thing. She scrolled through the contacts in her phone, stopping on her mother, Christine. She pressed the green button and heard the dial tone begin to ring on the other line.

"Hey mom." Ashley shakily spoke into the phone.

"Hello, Ashley. What can I help you with?" Christine responded.

"You're the one that called me."

"I wanted to call to see if there was anyway of me seeing my grandchildren any time soon?"

Ashley was taken aback by the proposal that was just made by her mother. She didn't quite know how to answer.

"Uhm, soon?" Ashley quickly replied. "We'll be in touch mom." With that, Ashley hung up the phone and shook her head back into her reality. That was the most awkward telephone conversation of her life.

BLAH! So sorry it's so short, and so little Spashley. This was more or less a filler chapter. Classes start back up tomorrow, and that seems when my muse always comes, when I don't actually have time to write. But I'll try and get something out shortly! Thank you all for the reviews and the encouragement to keep writing !