Author's Note: Ugh, I suck big time. I haven't updated this thing in months and I am truly sorry. I didn't think school would drain me so much. I blame Biology. It's cool and all but its hard stuff to learn, yo. But the point is: I'm back! :D

So anywhoo…

I don't promise quick and lengthy updates but I will try to update every other weekend. Is that cool? Do we have a deal? Well, I hope we do cause that's the best I can do. Also, I would like to thank all the reviewers. You guys inspired me to sit down and actually type something for this story. So…congratulations? XD

But yeah…once again, I'm sorry for not updating sooner but here's the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own South Of Nowhere or it's characters.

Chapter 8

The house seemed empty as complete silence and darkness filled it.

But that didn't seem to be the case seeing as a certain blonde was sitting on the couch in the living room. What was she doing you ask? Well, she was in fact waiting.

Waiting for what?

Well…

Soon the lights turned on and the intro to Bob Seger's "Old Time Rock & Roll" sounded throughout the house and Spencer smiled widely as she saw her two favorite girls slide their way into the living room both only wearing white buttons down shirts, underwear, and tube socks.

Just take those old records off the shelf,
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself,
Today's music ain't got the same soul,
I like that old time rock and roll.

Ashley smirked as she popped her collar and danced along to the song with her daughter. And Emily, who had just seen her mama do it, decided to pop her collar as well as she bounced around the room to the beat of the song.

Don't try and take me to a disco,
You'll never even get me out on the floor,
In ten minutes I'll be late for the door,
I like that old time rock and roll.

Spencer laughed as Ashley got on her knees in front of her and held the microphone (also known as the remote) to her lips and "serenaded" her.

Emily laughed as well, loving it when her mama acted silly. Then the little girl noticed she had an open invitation to her mama's back so she took it.

Ashley grunted as she was met with the unexpected weight of the little girl but it didn't faze her, she just stood up, Emily still on her back, and continued to dance.

Still like that old time rock and roll,
That kind of music just soothes my soul,
I reminisce about the days of old,
With that old time rock and roll.

As the solo started the older brunette urged her wife to stand up, but she refused with a shake of her head and a laugh. She was way too amused with just watching them.

Ashley just smirked as she set her daughter down and watched the little girl dance crazily. She laughed as she watched Emily jump onto the coffee table and do her own little version of the pelvic thrust.

Then after watching for a while, she decided to join her.

Spencer watched in entertainment as Ashley and Emily did the pelvic thrust on thier, thankfully large, coffee table.

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Ashley threw herself onto the bed and breathed out, "I'm pooped."

The blonde smiled as she recalled her daughter saying that exact sentence before. "Well you should be," she said walking up to the bed and taking a seat next to where her wife lay. "You and Em put on quite the show today."

Ashley grinned. "Yeah…we were pretty awesome weren't we?"

Spencer laughed. "Oh yeah you guys were regular rock stars."

The brunette sat up and smiled. "Rock stars hmm…welll…does that mean you're my groupie?" she whispered leaning in to kiss her wife's inviting lips.

"Mm, maybe," Spencer whispered back with a smile as she accepted the kiss.

They were getting heated but broke apart when they heard Emily. "Mama! Someones at the door!"

Frustrated, Ashley rolled her eyes, but stood up anyway and Spencer followed suite. Soon Spencer went to play with Emily in her room while Ashley went downstairs to see who was at the door.

She opened it and definitely didn't expect to see a police officer on the other side.

"Can I help you?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Um, yes. Sorry to disturb you ma'am but are you Mrs. Davies?" he asked.

"Yes," she answered hesitantly. "Why? Is there a problem?"

"Well…do you know this man?" he said pointing to a blonde haired man who seemed to be stumbling up her patio from behind the officer. "He claims to know you."

Ashley squinted and then her face held a look of recognition as she saw the face clearly and then sighed. "Yes sir I do know him," she paused as the blonde man smiled goofily at her and waved. "He's my brother in law."

"Well he was causing quite a ruckus in a bar a few blocks away from here and when we asked him if he had anyone willing to watch over him he immediately just said " take me to Mrs. Davies"…" the officer explained.

The brunette nodded and pursed her lips in thought. "He probably meant his sister."

"Oh?" the officer said. "Did you marry into the family?" he said figuring that's why his sister and the woman before him would have the same last name.

"No, his sister is my wife," she explained quickly and not wanting the policeman to comment she nodded towards the drunk man. "You can leave him here, I'm sure Spencer will figure out what to do with him."

He looked warily at the man next to him then back at the young woman. "You sure?"

"Yeah," she then stepped forward and put the drunks arm around her shoulder. "Come on, Glen," she said gently.

He blinked through blurry eyes and smiled. "Heeyyy Ashleyyyy," he said in a sing-song voice.

"Hey," was all she said as she tried to walk him through the front door. She turned to the officer. "Thank you."

The man tipped his hat in her direction. "No problem ma'am." and then with that he walked towards his car and left.

Ashley had little trouble with getting Glen into the house but getting him to the couch posed to be a problem since he just passed out. She sighed. "Spence!" she called.

"What?" she heard coming from up the stairs.

"Could you come down here please!"

"What is it?" the blonde asked as she came the stairs. Once she was at the bottom she noticed the other blonde that accompanied her wife. "What happened?"

"A police officer just dropped him off cause he was being a disturbance," Ashley explained. "Now could you help me take him to the couch?" she said. "I don't know if you knew this but guys are kind of heavy."

Spencer rolled her eyes at her wife but still assisted her.

Soon they had the man laying down on the couch and they were on the floor breathing heavily.

"Damn," Ashley said, her chest heaving. "Did your brother gain weight?"

Spencer smacked her lightly. "No," then she paused for a moment. "I think after his divorce he started working out more."

Ashley opened her mouth to say something but stopped when she noticed that Glen was stirring. So she began to get up.

"Where are you going?" Spencer asked.

"With Emily," Ashley answered.

"Why?"

"Because, that man is your big brother," the brunette said with a sad smile. "And you need to talk some sense into him."

Spencer just watched her wife as she walked away and then when she was out of sight she turned to her brother, who was staring at her with his goofy smile. "Hi Glen."

"Hey Spencey," he grinned. "Long time no see."

"Well who's fault is that?" she responded. "I haven't seen you around in a while."

Glen pouted. "Aw, now that's no fair," he sat up from the couch and patted the empty spot next to him. "Come. Sit."

She did so and then looked at him expectantly. "You gonna tell me why you're in town?"

His buzz seemed to disappear with that question as his smile fell and he sighed. "I would…but-" he stopped and shook his head.

"Just tell me," Spencer said firmly.

Glen sighed again. Then he looked up to stare his sister in the eyes. "It's because of Aiden," he informed gently. "He said-"

"Wait a sec, you're here because of Aiden?" she said in disbelief.

"Look Spence, I know what he did to you before and I will not let it happen again."

"And what's that suppose mean?" she asked, a little scared.

"It means…that Aiden is just as dangerous as he was back then…" he said. "If not more so."

"Why do you say that?"

"Spence…he went to my house and threatened me," Glen said. "He said that if I didn't get you and Ashley to break up that he would some major damage."

Spencer closed her eyes, letting the information she just heard sink in. She took a deep breath and then opened her eyes. "Okay…so how long ago was this?"

"About a week ago."

She nodded her head in serious thought. "Well that still doesn't explain why you got drunk."

"I got stressed and freaked!" he exclaimed. "I swear I was gonna come straight here but I just couldn't take it so I went to the nearest bar."

Spencer sighed. "Well at least you're here now," she said standing up. "You can sleep in the guest bedroom…we'll talk about everything tomorrow," she said going up the stairs.

Glen stared at her as she went up the stairs then looked down at his lap. Hopefully it won't be too late by then, he thought in fear of what could happen.

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Spencer walked into her daughter's room and smiled at the sight she was met with. Her wife was laying in Emily's bed with Emily on her chest, both sleeping peacefully.

The blonde took in the moment, knowing that the near future was going to be chaos.

After watching them intently for a few minutes she walked to the bed and laid next to Emily. Almost as soon as she did so Ashley had her arm around both her and Emily protectively.

That night Spencer slept with a smile.