I am so sorry that it took so long for me to post another chapter! I hope you can all forgive me!

"Goodnight Quinn, please be good for your mommy tonight." Emily placed a quick kiss on Spencer's baby bump and then readjusted herself so she was right next to Spencer's face.

"Goodnight Spencer, please be good for your wife, especially while she's out of the country." Emily joked as she kissed Spencer hard on the lips.

"Always."


Emily got up early again the next morning and headed off to swim practice, the same that she had been doing for what felt like forever.

She quickly kissed Spencer's forehead and belly and then left her sleeping peacefully in her hospital bed.

Hours later, a few minutes before Emily was supposed to show up after she finished swim practice, a tall, blonde woman walked into her room.

"Mrs. Hastings? I'm Dr. Worthington, I'm going to be your new doctor since Dr. Jordan got called away for a family emergency." The younger looking blonde doctor said to Spencer as she walked in looking at the chart that was in her hands.

"It's nice to meet you, Dr. Worthington. Do you mind waiting here until my wife gets here though? I know she'll want to meet you."

"Of course. So, Hastings? Any relation to Emily Hastings?" Dr. Worthington asked, as Spencer smirked.

"As the matter of fact, yes." Spencer said, causing Dr. Worthington to stop in her tracks and stare at her.

"Seriously? Well, that's never happened before. Whenever I ask people if they are related to someone, they never are. I'm a huge fan of Emily's, my daughter and I are rooting for her in the upcoming Olympics."

"That's really nice of you, I'll be sure to tell her. So how old is your daughter?" Spencer asked curiously, since her doctor looked relatively young herself.

"She just turned 12 last week."

"Oh, that's awesome."

"Yeah, she's a good kid. She's a swimmer, too. She's been swimming for six years already and she always says 'I want to be just like Emily Hastings and be amazing and go to the Olympics.'" Dr. Worthington smiled as she said the last part.

"Well good for her, I'm sure she'll make it happen, just like Emily did."

"I hope so. Speaking of Emily, how are you related to her?" The doctor finally asked Spencer after wondering for the past few minutes.

"I'm her wife." Emily said from the door to Spencer's room, getting a big smile out of Spencer and a shocked looking face from her new doctor.

"Oh, wow. Mrs. Hastings, it's so nice to meet you. I'm Dr. Worthington, your wife's new doctor."

"It's nice to meet you, too. And it's Emily." Emily said as she walked over and shook Spencer's doctor's hand.

"My daughter and I are huge fans of yours. We will definitely be rooting for you in the Olympics."

"Thank you, I really appreciate that."

"Her daughter's a swimmer, Em." Spencer mentioned from her bed.

"Oh, really? How long has she been swimming for?"

"About six years now, she's 12. I know this is really inappropriate, but could I maybe get your autograph for her? I normally wouldn't ask, but you are her hero."

"How about you bring her by sometime and she can get it from me in person?"

"Are you serious? That would be so amazing."

"Anything for my wife's doctor's daughter." Emily chuckled. "Plus, I love meeting other swimmers. I have practice tomorrow, but how about like 6 tomorrow night? I'll be here."

"That's perfect, thank you so much."

"Not a problem." Emily smiled, as she moved to sit down in the chair next to Spencer's bed.

"So how are they doing, Dr. Worthington?" Emily asked as she grabbed Spencer's hand and kissed it.

"Things look great right now, the transfusion did exactly what it was supposed to. I'll come back later and check on you again."

"Okay, thanks." Spencer voiced from her bed.


"So why the new doctor?" Emily asked her wife.

"Apparently Dr. Jordan got called away for a family emergency."

"Oh, well that's too bad, but Dr. Worthington seems nice."

"Yeah, she does."

"How did you guys get on the subject of me, though?" Emily laughed.

"She asked if I was related to Emily Hastings, I said yes, and things snowballed from there."

"Ah, got it. So how are you feeling today?"

"I'm feeling pretty well. Better now that you are here, though."

"Aw, I feel better now that I'm with you, too." Emily kissed her hand again. "I was thinking of going home, grabbing more clothes for both of us, doing laundry and getting some movies for you. Unless you'd rather have me just stay here, because I would love to do that, too."

"Actually, I could use some more sweats and comfy clothes. And maybe some books."

"Okay, I'll only be a few hours. Just long enough to do laundry. Oh, what books do you want?"

"Surprise me."

"Okay, I can do that. Bye, babe. Text me if you need anything else while I'm home." Emily walked over and kissed Spencer's forehead, grabbed her bag and then walked to her car.


An hour and a half later, the laundry was minutes from being done and Emily had packed new bags for the both of them, as well as grabbed some books and movies for Spencer.

As she was just finishing putting the laundry away, or packing it into their bags, she got a text from her wife.

Can you bring the picture of the two of us in the pool? It's on my dresser.

XO

Of course. I'll see you in a few minutes.

XOXO,

Em

Emily threw the bags in her car and then ran upstairs to grab the picture that Spencer was talking about.

Emily laughed as soon as she picked up the picture frame, remembering almost every minute of what happened that day.


It was taken the day after they got back from their weeklong honeymoon to Fiji. Emily had to be back at practice bright and early the next morning, so Spencer decided to go visit her at the pool once she woke up and got ready.

Spencer walked into the pool and looked around, trying to find her new wife. A few seconds later she heard the voice that she had been dying to hear all day long.

"Spence!" She heard Emily call.

Spencer turned around and found Emily almost immediately.

Emily was standing in the pool, at the end of one of the lanes with a big smile on her face.

She took off her swim cap and let her wet, long, black hair fall down past her shoulders. She was in her typical dark blue one-piece swimsuit and had her goggles hanging around her neck.

She continued to smile at Spencer as she made her way over to her. Emily watched as Spencer set her purse down on the bench and walked over to where Emily was.

Spencer was wearing a pair of white skinny jeans, a black flow-y blouse and her typical navy blue blazer over it. Emily smiled even more when she saw the shoes on her wife's feet-they were Emily's navy blue converse that she had apparently stolen from her closet earlier that morning.

"Hi, babe." Spencer said as she stood over Emily, who was still in the water.

"Hi, Spence. Help me out?" Emily asked as she held out her hand.

Spencer immediately started rolling up the sleeves of her blazer, revealing her white Michael Kors watch that Emily had gotten her for her birthday. After she rolled up her sleeves, she leaned over and grabbed Emily's outstretched hand.

As soon as Emily had a tight grip on her hand, Spencer noticed the smirk that quickly made its way across her face.

"Em, don't!" Spencer warned just as Emily kicked off the side of the pool and pulled her forward, into the water.

Spencer fell into Emily's arms and all of her clothes became soaked immediately.

"Emily!" Spencer shrieked. "What was that for?"

"I just wanted to give you a hug, that's all. I had planned on getting out first, but when I saw you set your bag down, I just couldn't resist."

"Well how sweet of you." She said sarcastically.

"You're not mad at me, are you?" Emily asked sweetly, already knowing the answer.

"How could I ever be mad at you?" She leaned in to give her a kiss.

As soon as their lips touched, all of Emily's teammates broke into applause, causing Emily and Spencer to break apart and laugh.


Almost all of Emily's teammates and coaches were at their wedding, and they all loved Spencer, they thought that she was the perfect match for Emily.

It was also right after the applause settled that she noticed that her coach was taking pictures of them together, since he had his camera with him.

"I hope you documented the part where she pulled me into the water, Coach." Spencer shouted, with a huge smile still on her face.

"Oh, I definitely did, Spencer. You can be sure of that."

"Good." Spencer replied with mock anger at her wife while Emily's coach was cracking up and still snapping pictures.

"You do know what happens to white jeans when they get wet, right? They become see through." Spencer whispered in Emily's ear.

"That is just a bonus for me." She joked.

"Yeah, and apparently everyone else on your team." Spencer shot back.

"I'll get you my towel, I don't want anyone but me seeing through your pants."

"There's the jealous slash protective Emily that I know and love." Spencer gave her one last kiss and then leaned in to hug her before Emily hopped out of the pool and grabbed her a towel.


A few days later, Emily's coach sent the pictures to the two of them and they loved all of them. Most of them were frame by frame of when Emily pulled her into the pool, but there were a few really good ones of them in the pool together.

Spencer's favorite one of them together, the one that was now framed, was of her and Emily together in the pool, both soaking wet. Emily had her arm around Spencer's waist and she was kissing her temple while Spencer looked ahead at the camera with the biggest smile on her face. They both looked so happy and in love in that picture. Emily especially, since she was paying attention to Spencer and no one else.


After Emily was done reminiscing about the picture, she made her way down the hallway and passed Quinn's future room, which was still painted white and had nothing for a baby in it yet.

"Hey Spence. I have a question for you." Emily said to her wife as she walked into her hospital room.

Spencer looked up at her from her sketchbook and smiled. "Go for it."

"Do you want me and the girls to get everything ready for Quinn or do you want to wait and we can do it together once you are out of the hospital? I know it's like a moms rite of passage, but I just didn't know if you wanted to have it done when she came home or not. Or I can get a bassinet, a few articles of clothing and a stroller and call it done until you can help. I want to do whatever you want me to."

"Ahh, it just sucks that we are in this position to begin with. I want to be able to sleep with you in our bed every night, and go to the Olympics to cheer you on and be there when you win that gold medal. I want to be able to have a normal baby shower and be able to paint her room with you and get everything set up. I just hate being here, Em. I hate it so much." Spencer finally broke down in tears as Emily stood there holding her hand and listening to her.

As soon as she finished talking, Emily sat down and pulled her into a strong hug and continued to rub Spencer's back soothingly.

"Spence, I know that it's hard, but we aren't given anything that we can't handle. Remember? We're 'Spemily' apparently, we can make it through anything. Look, I know that it's hard for you to be here and that you're missing out on a lot, but think about what you're gaining; a potentially healthy daughter. If you weren't in this hospital bed right now, it would have meant that Quinn was already born or something happened to her, or you for that matter. It does suck that we can't be this happy and healthy family right now, but we will be eventually. I know that you will be cheering me on when I'm in Rome and that is what will get me through my races. I know that you always have my back and you always want me to accomplish so much. And I have and will continue to, because of everything you've done for me. You just have to get through one more month and then all of this will be worth it, believe me. I know it's really tough, especially for you, but I know that you can do it."

"See, this is why we're together. I love you so much, Em." Spencer said with a teary smile.

"I love you, too. And listen, you say the word and I'll be all over the nursery with you on Skype so you can tell me how you want it, or I can pick out the minimum amount of stuff we need and the two of us can do everything together once she is born. It's all up to you."

"I want her to come into a home, with her own room, even though she will sleep in our room for a while. I trust you, and you know me better than everyone, so I know you'll make it look amazing."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I want you to surprise me with everything. You can call me to tell me how you're doing, but I don't want to know anything else. Quinn and I will see it for the first time, together."

"Okay. I won't let you down, I promise." Emily punctuated each word with a kiss up Spencer's neck, causing her to moan softly.

"Oh, you never have."