SVU Chicky: Here's part of their day. It was getting too long, so I had to cut it... Besides, I haven't written anymore

Sp0rtigirl: Thanks. Here's some more.

MistyRiver17: Thanks for saying you love my story. The first part of this is kinda boring, but it sets up the end of this chapter well. The next chapter should be a bit more interesting. I have a real big twist planned for Ashley's movie premiere. I just haven't written it yet.

"Hey Cindi," Spencer said as Cindi let her and Parker in.

"Hi Spencer, Hey Parker. Parker, Nick is still upstairs asleep. Go wake him up," Parker did as he was told, "Care to sit down Spencer?"
"Oh just for a minute."

"What are your plans for today?"

"Ash and I are going to the beach this afternoon. We went there a lot when we where in high school. Then she has some surprise work thing to do, that I'm going with her for."

"What does she do?"
"She directs films."

"Anything I've ever heard of?"
"No. Its independent stuff. She's thinking about going mainstream after this next film. She's hoping it'll do really well. I haven't seen it, so I don't know anything about it. Ashley was always creative though."

"Thats nice. You look different today Spencer. Did you do something new to your make-up?"

"Maybe a little. Today is all about regaining my youth," she replied, "Thanks for noticing." but she thought 'No I had sex' and laughed inside her head, "I should get going though. I don't want to leave her all alone too long. Thanks again."

"No problem. I'll see you tomorrow. When should we expect you?"

"When do you want me?"

"Does four sound okay? My husband has to leave for work tomorrow at six, and we need a bit of time to get him ready."

"That sounds just great. I'll see you then," Spencer left.

Spencer came home to an empty house. There was a note on the kitchen counter. Ashley said she'd be back around 11:20. Spencer changed into her bathing suit, and put her jeans and t-shirt over it. Ashley came back to the house almost exactly when she said she would. She was carrying two large bags with hangers on the tops, and a bag with Styrofoam containers in it.

"What are those?" Spencer asked.

"They're part of my surprise, and one is my present to you."

"Can I see?"

"Only if I can have my present."

"Sure," Spencer dragged it out of her closet. The Victoria's Secret box had a pink bow on it, "Can I see first?" Spencer begged.

"No. I'm going to open mine first," Ashley proclaimed. She opened the box to find an entire lingerie set. From undies to a robe and night gown. They where red and had black lace on all the borders.

"This means I'm serious Ash," Spencer told her.

"What is in my bags will show that I am too. Bag number one not really, but these two. There is one for me, and one for you. The first bag is just deli food to eat at the beach. But here is your present from me. Careful with it."

Spencer laid it down on the bed to remove the plastic bag. She slid if off. Underneath was a dress, "Whats this for?" she questioned.

"My work plans. My movie premieres tonight in a small theater downtown. After the beach, we're going to get our hair and make-up done around 3. Then we have dinner reservations at 5, and we pull up to the red carpet around 6:30. I even rented a limo to come up to the theater in style," she paused, "I think that my movie can explain me better than I can."

Gosh that was dramatic, "Its a great dress Ashley. Can I see yours?" It was a black halter dress, "I'm sure you'll look sexy in that," Spencer said, "Are you ready to go to the beach?"

"Yeah," Ashley pulled up her shirt to reveal her suit underneath, "Can I borrow a towel?"

"Sure," she walked into the bathroom to get one.

"I'm driving!" Ashley yelled to her.

"But of course."

The beach was crowded. It was summer, why wouldn't it be? They laid their blankets down and started soaking up the sun. They relaxed in silence, even though they both knew that there was a lot they could and should be talking about. Neither of them knew how or where to start.

"Spencer?" Ashley broke the silence, "You hungry?"

Spencer was almost glad Ashley hadn't said something dramatic, "yeah," she sat up and rummaged through the bag. She picked out a sandwich and a bag of chips.

Ashley look what was left.

Spencer finally decided she had to say something, "Ashley, how in the hell are we gonna make 'us' work when we're 3000 some odd miles apart? We couldn't even do it in the same city the last time we tried."

"I wasn't gonna tell you this, because I didn't want it to influence your decision in the beginning, but aside from my premiere, I came here looking for an apartment, LA is the film capital of America. If I want to hit it big, I have to be here. I was on my way to see a place when I passed your house. Besides, its not like there is an 'us' right now. Not until you break up with that husband of yours," that was a low blow and Ashley knew it.

"Well he's not here right now, is he?" Spencer snapped back.

"No, but I am," Ashley flirted.

"I'll talk to him when he gets back. I'm gonna pack up and move back in with my mommy... at least until I can find a decent apartment."

"Good luck with the apartment search. If I find one before you, you can crash with me."

"Thanks. Same to you. Who made this sandwich? Its amazin-- Ho-ly shit!"

"I can't believe it," Ashley added, looking at the figure standing above them.

"Hey Ash, Spencer. Whats going on?"

Spencer squinted to make sure she wasn't seeing things. She wasn't. Aiden was standing in front of them.

"Hey," Spencer and Ashley said together.

"Sit down?" Ashley offered. She scooted close to Spencer so that Spencer was forced to share her blanket, and so that Aiden would have enough room to sit down.

"Just for a sec. My wife and kids are over there," he pointed, "I'll give you five minutes, then I should get back," she sat down next to Ashley, "So, are you two together yet?" he asked bluntly.

Spencer choked on her chip, before coughing it back up.

"Not yet," Ashley replied, "Spencer is married."

"Oh really, good for you."

"Not really," Ashley continued, "because Jake is cheating on her, and they have a nine year old son."

"Ashley!" Spencer protested, "Aiden doesn't need to know all the sorted details of my life."

"Either way," Aiden diffused the situation, "I should go."

"Aiden wait," Ashley ordered, "Take my card. My film is premiering tonight. Flash this at the door. Bring your wife," She scribbled something on the card, "I wrote a note to the ushers and my cell number down. If the ushers give you grief, have them call me. Wear a suit or a tux. If I don't see you, please call me later on in the week."

"I'll try to make it Ashley. Good to see you both," he left."

Spencer took a big drink of her water, "Why did you do that?"

"Maybe if I embarrass you, you'll leave Jake sooner."

"I told you I'd do it."

"Telling me, while you're hanging out with me, that you're gonna do it, and doing it when you're around him are two very different things," Ashley was really pushing this. Why?