AN: Okay, this is my first SON fic so be nice.

Prologue:

Spencer has been married to her husband Jake for 12 years now. They have a nine year old son named Parker. She and Ashley haven't seen each other in ten years.

Ashley has been in and out of short relationships since high school. She moved to New York for a change of pace and scenery. Within in the last year or so, she has been trying hard at her career in the independent film industry. She didn't have time for dating. Ashley is LA for a short time to promote her new movie. She wants to see Spencer, but afraid of what she'll find.

Ashley drove her rental car past a house that she'd map quested before coming to LA. She hoped to catch a glimpse of her old best friend Spencer. It wouldn't be that hard to just call Spencer up and tell her that she was in Los Angeles. Ashley had the phone number in her cell phone. Spencer would surely like to see Ashley again, but then why was Ashley so hesitant? And why was Ashley stalking Spencer? Ashley drove down the street and rounded the corner. Then she drove around again. Spencer was in her car when Ashley came around next. She merged in front of Ashley.

"Perfect," Ashley said sarcastically to herself, "Now I'm behind her. Should I follow her, or forget it?" Ashley decided to follow, "This is so pathetic," she told herself.

Spencer stopped at her old house. It looked to Ashley as she past that Spencer was dropping Parker off with her mother. Ashley circled the block twice before Spencer got back into her car and Ashley continued to follow her. They stopped at a grocery store. Ashley parked away from Spencer. It was a small enough store, they'd run into each other eventually.

Ashley got a basket and some chips. There had to be a cover for why she was in the store. She walked up and down the store scanning the aisles for Spencer. Then, -Blam- Ashley was knocked into by a cart. She stumbled back.

"I'm sorry," replied the driver without really looking up, "Its been a while since I've been to the store without my son. I was just relaxing," she looked up, "Shit! Ashley?" The driver was Spencer.

"Hey," Ashley replied.

"What are you doing here?"

"Here as in this grocery store or here as in LA?"
"The second one."

"I'm here trying to make a name for myself in film. I've been doing some Indie stuff out of New York, but most of the actors are here. My latest film is trying to battle its way into theaters."

"Oh," Spencer replied. She didn't really know what to say, "Why didn't you call me?"

"I've only been in for a couple days. Its been all work."

"Oh," Spencer repeated, "How have you been?"

"Eh, I could be better. Its hard to do the indie film thing. There isn't much respect or much of a paycheck. Its hard to find a good girl in New York. How about you?"

"Oh, I'm not too bad. There isn't much to tell."

"How's the family?"

"Fine, Fine. Jake is flying out tomorrow for a business trip. So I left Parker at my mom's. I figured I could do the whole romantic dinner thing."

"Thats cool."

"Ashley," Spencer said quietly, "I really want to talk with you. I've really missed being able to talk to you."

"Whats up?"

"I don't want to talk about it here."

"Do you want to go to your house?" Ashley suggested.

Spencer shook her head.

"Wanna go to my hotel room?" Ever the flirt, Ashley used her eyes to imply things.

Even knowing what Ashley was thinking, Spencer said, "Yeah. Let me finish my shopping, and drop it by the house."

"Sure," Ashley replied, "I'm in the LA Hilton room 315. Just come on up. Bring you suit. My hotel has a kick ass pool, hot tub and sauna."