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Sorta Fairytale

Chapter Seven – Words Said In Anger

Spencer stifled another yawn as she trudged from the lift to the door of their hotel room with a very tired and moody five year old boy in her arms. It had been a huge day and it had taken its toll on Moms and kids a like. Spencer felt as though she had walked every street in New York City and seen every tourist attraction known to man. It had been rather full on.

Ashley unlocked the door and led the way inside with Hannah on her back. She carried their daughter over to the sofa and gently let her down. Hannah sagged limply onto the couch and yawned as she rubbed her big bright blue eyes.

Spencer followed them in and sat Lucas down on the sofa next to his sister. Poor little guy was completely worn out, which made him a tad grumpy. "Ok guys it's time to get ready for bed now, we have an early flight tomorrow." Spencer said softly, stroking the silky blonde hair of both her children.

Hannah got tiredly to her feet and headed off to the bathroom. Lucas pouted and stomped after her, "Hannah I get a bath first coz I'm tireder than you!" Lucas cried out.

Spencer sighed, "I'd better go sort this out before world war three starts!" Spencer murmured to Ashley before she walked wearily out of the room. Ashley went into the kid's rooms and got them some pajamas to wear to bed and followed Spencer to the bathroom.

"No Luke I was here first so that means I get a bath first!" Hannah snapped.

"Hannah! That's not fair! You're bigger than me so you can stay up later! You're being mean!" Lucas cried as big tears began rolling down his face.

"Hey you two stop this right now! You can both get ready for bed at the same time, Hannah you can use the bath in Momma and Mommy's room while I get your brother ready in here," Spencer said, trying to reason with two very overtired, emotional and grumpy children.

"No that's not fair! Luke cries like a big baby and he gets what he wants. He always gets what he wants, you love him more than me!" Hannah's lower lip began trembling as she crossed her arms over her chest, in a very Spencer like pose.

Spencer sighed and tried to reason with the seven year old, "No Hannah that's not true at all. We love you both the same, what does it matter where you have your bath Sweetie? All this arguing is just meaning you two are staying up later when you both just want to go to sleep. This is silly."

"No it's not! You're being mean Mommy, you're always mean to me! You go away and then at home you are tired and grumpy, you don't love us!" Hannah yelled. Spencer stepped back as though her daughter had struck her.

"Hannah Davies, that's enough! Now you apologise to your Mommy right now!" Ashley bellowed from the doorway walking into the bathroom.

"No I won't! She's never around even when she is at home, she's always sleeping or working. She's a bitch and I hate her!" Hannah screamed. Lucas was looking from Hannah to Ashley to Spencer with horror on his face. Hannah looked shocked at the words that had just spilled out of her mouth, it was pretty clear that she had not intended to say them.

Spencer staggered back, her hand over her heart as tears filled her eyes. She had never heard her daughter raise her voice like that before and had never heard her say such cruel things. Spencer turned on her heel and bolted from the room.

Ashley watched her wife run from the room and then turned and glared at her daughter, more angry that she had ever felt towards one of her children, "Hannah what you just said is unacceptable. Firstly, you never, and I mean never speak to or about someone like that, especially your Mommy who loves you so much and would do anything for you. Secondly, don't you dare use the word bitch again. I am so disappointed in you, you really hurt Mommy's feelings and I will not tolerate you treating her like that."

Hannah hung her head in shame as tears began falling down her face. Ashley made Hannah go and sit in her room until Lucas had his bath and then got Hannah into the bathroom. Once Hannah was bathed and ready for bed Ashley took her into the master bedroom where they found Spencer in bed lying on her side with tears on her face.

"Hannah, do you have something you want to say to Mommy?" Ashley demanded looking sternly down at her daughter, feeling like she was channeling her mother in law (which was kind of alarming).

Hannah took a hesitant step towards the bed as Spencer shifted into a sitting position so that she was facing her daughter. "Mommy I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said before. I don't hate you, I love you Mommy and I'm very sorry," Hannah said quietly, not quite able to meet Spencer's eyes.

Spencer got up from the bed and knelt down in front of her daughter, "Why did you say those things Baby Girl?" Hannah just shrugged, "Ok then, I love you too Hannah. Please don't ever speak to anyone like that ever again."

"I won't I promise. Good night Mommy," Hannah hesitantly put her arms around her mother and gave her a hug. Spencer wrapped her daughter up in a warm embrace. Hannah clutched onto her mother hard, hoping to express just how sorry she was.

Hannah adored Spencer and wanted to grow up to be just like her Mommy. She was just tired and it had gotten the better of her. It made her so sad that she'd upset her mother like that.

"Good night Baby Girl," She murmured into her daughter's silky hair. Spencer released Hannah with a tender kiss on the forehead. Hannah mumbled good night to Ashley, who she was scared would start yelling again, and bolted from the room to go to bed.

Spencer got shakily to her feet, feeling sick and worn out as she climbed back under the covers. "Are you ok Spence?" Ashley asked gently standing beside the bed looking at her wife with concern.

"Um no, not really. I have never heard her speak like that to anyone and I wasn't expecting to hear it directed towards me until she was a hormonal teenager. I guess it just hurt. I know she's tired and grumpy, but those kind of things don't just come out, she has to have been thinking them before. God Ashley I must be really fucking up!" Spencer closed her eyes against the rising tears and curled up on her side.

Ashley slid off her clothes and slipped into bed in her bra and underwear, "Baby, Hannah loves you and you are an excellent mother. She was just tired and I know she has been worried about you. She didn't mean any of what she said," Ashley murmured as she wrapped her arm around Spencer's waist to pull her close against her body.

"But what if she did mean it Ash? What if she really does hate me?" Spencer cried.

"Honey if you are going to take it personally every time one of the kids tells you the hate you then you are going to be miserable a lot. Spencer kids say mean things sometimes and more often than not they don't mean them. Hell adults do the same! Spencer she just needed an object to direct her frustration and exhaustion at and unfortunately it was you this time. I'm sure next time I'll be the evil bitch who she hates," Ashley said kindly as she ran her hand up and down her wife's arm soothingly.

Spencer let out a tired chuckle and intertwined her fingers with Ashley's. Ashley tightened her hold on her wife, well aware that in the morning she would once again be alone in New York while her family would be back in California. She wanted to freeze time and keep her family with her, or better yet go home to L.A.

They lay in each others arms for a long time and then Ashley kissed her wife's neck gently, almost hesitantly. She was remembering the last time she had tried to initiate intimacy with her wife and how badly that had gone. Spencer tilted her head to give Ashley better access to her neck, which Ashley took as her cue to make a move. Spencer was just hoping that in the dark Ashley would not notice the bruises on her body and start asking questions that she really didn't have any answers to.

Ashley rained kissed down over the exposed skin of her wife's throat as she began inching the t-shirt Spencer was wearing over her torso. Spencer turned to lie on her back and raised her arms so Ashley could get her top off. Once the t-shirt was gone Ashley moved to straddle Spencer's thighs. She gazed down into her wife's eyes as she undid her own bra and discarded it over the side of the bed.

Spencer put her hands on Ashley's waist and lowered her wife so that she was lying on top of her, their breast pressed deliciously together. Ashley kissed Spencer roughly on the lips only to have her pull away, "What is it Spencer?" Ashley asked somewhat breathlessly.

"I need you to make love to me Ashley," Spencer breathed out, that was her way of telling her wife that she wanted it gentle and loving as opposed to passionate and hungry.

Ashley smiled lovingly at her wife and leaned in to kiss her once again. This time the kiss was soft and gentle, loving instead of rough and hungry. Spencer tangled her hands in her wife's curls and savoured the tender kisses.

Ashley kissed a trail from her wife's lips to her neck and down across her collar bone. She kissed her way down to Spencer's breasts, which were rising and falling with her laboured breathing. They quickly, but gently removed the remaining articles of clothing that each other was wearing.

Ashley trailed her hands gently over her wife's body, wanting to express through her touch how much she loved her and how much she had missed her. As Ashley went to kiss her way down her wife's body, Spencer pulled her face up to hers and whispered breathlessly, "I need you up here with me."

Ashley nodded and kissed her tenderly on the lips and she slowly dragged her hands down Spencer's body. Spencer mirrored her wife's movements with her own hands as they each dropped adoring kisses on and around each others lips.

They began to move together, their bodies writhing towards impending ecstasy. Hands worked and mouths tasted as each woman was brought to the edge. They crashed over together, clutching tightly to one another in the aftermath.

Spencer rolled out from under her wife and turned on her side, pulling Ashley's arm around her waist and holding onto her hand tightly. Ashley snuggled into her wife's back and placed gentle kisses along the sweat slicked skin at the back of her neck and shoulders.

Spencer lay in the dark in her wife's arms and cried silently, not wanting Ashley to see her tears. That moment with Ashley had been beautiful, sensual and wonderful, but it just made her fears rise to the surface, especially as she tried to stop Ashley noticing the bruises on her body.

She had known for a while now that something was seriously wrong with her, it had gotten to the point now where it was noticeable to those around her and impacting on the people she loved the most.

Spencer lay there in the dark and listened as her wife's breathing evened out as she drifted off to sleep, her warm breath tickling the back of Spencer's neck. She knew that she had to get to the doctor when she got home, there was not doubt in her mind that once she did, her life was going to change.

It was the damnedest thing the fear of finding out what was wrong with her was almost paralyzing. Spencer snuggled back into the loving arms around her and fell into a troubled sleep.

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