AN: Sorry, I've been focusing on my song fics and school. Here's an update.

SVU Chicky: Another 'wow'. I'm glad you're liking it.

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boberry: I haven't really been too inspired, but I think you'll be happy with this post. I'll try to post more frequently

"Guess what we're doing next Sunday," Ashley opened the door, and said abruptly before she even said hi to Spencer.

"What?"

"We, are hosting a dinner party."

"For who?"

"Skye, my dad, probably Skye's family. We'll find out about them around Wednesday. She has three siblings. One is 26 and long out of the house, but she also has a sixteen year old sister and a fourteen year old brother. Her parents are about 50."

"Why did you decide to do this?"
"I want to meet them on my own turf."

"I think you're going to be a nervous wreck. This is like the epitome of having to impress people. You're feeding them and we have to clean the house. And make good dinner conversation."

"I think it'll be just fine."

"When did you become Ms. Merry Sunshine?"

"After taking Skye out to dinner, Istopped my freaking out about her being my daughter and all the strings attatched to that."

"What are we making?"

"I don't know yet. Something simple, but gorgeous," she paused, "Hey, if we can get a sitter for Monday, I have great plans. My dad is playing a show. You, me and Skye should go. It'd be a cool way for her to get to know him, and I don't want you out of all my fun plans. I know its a work night, but..."

"Your dad still rocks out? What is he, 70?"

"59 thank you very much."

"Thats still pretty old for a rock star."

"Excuse me, Mick Jagger, Cher..."

"See, you can only name two old big names."

"So? My dad is only having a good time."

"I'd love to go."

"Good. Besides, the opening band is an all girl group. They're hot and way too young for us.

Spencer laughed lightly.

Ashley clung to Spencer's hand tightly under the table. Spencer rubbed that hand, hoping to calm its owner. Ashley's jaw was clenched, trying to smile and nod, but it wasn't going to happen. Skye's mom was going on about how she thought lesbianism was a sin, and had been for the last twenty minute. Skye's younger siblings where sitting at the other end of the table arguing. About what, neither Spencer nor Ashley where sure. Ashley's dad looked like he was about to fall asleep.

"Enough!" Skye finally shouted. Ashley's dad's eyes hopped open, "Ben, Katrina, you two shut up," she eyed the teenagers, "Mom, you should be ashamed. Here you are, a guest in these women's home, and you're criticizing their sexual orientation. You're sitting here, eating the lovely dinner they prepared," she motioned down at what was left of her chicken, stuffing and vegetables, "and not getting to know these people. They invited you here for you to get to know them, and to get to know you. All anyone has learned about anyone is that they're lesbians and you're a big prude whose husband," Skye shot her eyes to her father, "Lets her get away with saying anything." She looked over to Ashley and Spencer, "And there they are holding the other's hand, so one of them doesn't do something rash like yell at you like I just did. Ashley and Spencer where doing their best to impress you mom and show their best side. You really didn't make a good first impression mom," Skye positioned a stare of death on her mom.

Everyone was quiet. Spencer was the first to break the silence by chuckling. She whispered to Ashley, "Well I'm glad Parker isn't here to witness this."

"What did you say?" Skye's mom Gloria too offense to what she hadn't heard Spencer say.

"Gloria, I just said I'm glad my son isn't here right now," Spencer told the truth. She knew it was going to dig her in a deeper hole, but she didn't care at that point.

"You're both lesbians, but you both have biological children," Gloria scoffed and shook her head.

Spencer couldn't take it anymore and blew her top as well, "I was married to a man for over ten years. Those are ten years of my life I wish I had back. I hated it. I was pressured into marrying a man by a close-minded mother like you," she pointed her finger, "It made my life horrible. I got Parker out of it, which is great. I didn't have to go through that pain. I found my soul mate in high school, but my mother was too religious to get it. Just like you are. You can criticize any of my current choices as much as you'd like, but DO NOT criticize the fact that I have a son. Get out of my home. Go sit in your car and wait for the rest of your family to finish dinner. I just can't look at you right now."