spenceashlove07: I was lurking. I had no inspiration or time.

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"Spence!" Ashley called to her as she and Parker came home about two weeks later, "The results are here!"

"Parker, go play in your room. This is an adult conversation."

He did as he was told.

"Have you opened them?" she asked Ashley.

"No. I'm too nervous. Can you do it?"

"I'll open the envelope, but you have to read the results."

"Fine."

Spencer took the envelope from Ashley's hands, opened it and pulled out the paper. She gave the paperwork to Ashley. Ashley looked down at it.

"99 sure... Glen is the father."

Spencer didn't know what to say. She was excited to know who Skye's father was, but not so excited that Skye was Glen's, "I knew you wouldn't go into this lightly," Spencer said after a few seconds.

"I just wanted to prove it to myself. Now, how am I going to tell Skye?"

"Call her, invite her over. Have a conversation."

There was a knock on the door. Skye was there, she had been crying, but was trying to suppress her tears. The wind had blown her hair out of place, and the rain hadn't helped it.

"Or tell her now," Spencer remarked before seeing how distraught Skye was.

"Skye!" Ashley ran over to the door, "Whats wrong?"

"I... I'm sorry for just barging in. I didn't know where else to go."

"No, its alright. You're always welcome here," Ashley led her to sit down on the couch, "Whats the matter?" she asked again.

"I got into this huge fight with my parents. They're cutting me off financially. They aren't going to pay for my insurance, school, my car or anything. I don't have enough to keep living in my apartment."

"Well you're welcome to sleep on our couch," Spencer interjected, handing Skye a glass of water.

Ashley rubbed Skye's back, "Why did they do all that?"

Skye sniffed, Spencer handed her a box of tissues.

"Can I get you anything else Skye?" Spencer offered.

"No, but you're going to want to be here to hear this," Skye paused to let Spencer sit down, "Well I guess its one of those like mother, like daughter things where genes override upbringing," Skye rambled, "I was living with this guy, and I thought I was in love with him. Mom didn't know I was living with him, I still had my apartment, because she doesn't approve of living together before marriage, but we did live in the same building. We... I got pregnant. I told him, and he broke up with me and moved away. I finally had to tell my parents. I needed help, and they have more than enough money so that they could have helped if they'd wanted to. But they didn't. So my mom yelled, my dad did nothing. I yelled and cried, and then I left and came here. I didn't know where else to go. I didn't want to be alone."

Ashley hugged Skye tightly as Spencer looked on, "We'll do all we can," Ashley assured her, rubbing her back, "How pregnant are you?"

"Three and a half months."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner? You know I wouldn't freak out like Gloria and Pat."

"I don't know, I just didn't want it to be true."

"I know what you mean, it took me a while to be able to tell anyone I was pregnant with you. Do you have any clothes here?"

"I haven't moved out of my apartment yet. I still have a week until the lease is up."
"Well why don't you take shower, and I'll set out a nightgown for you."

"What if I stretch it out?"

"I have the perfect thing for you," Ashley smiled, giving Skye another hug, "One of the only things I kept after my pregnancy. You know the bathroom ajoins to Spencer and my room. We'll let you change in there. I'll leave the nightie on the bed."
"Okay. Thanks."

"I can start helping you move out tomorrow if you want."

"Sure."

"Are you hungry?"

"Yeah."

"I'll make you a snack."

"Thanks."

Even though it wasn't right to keep it secret, Ashley couldn't tell Skye about Glen yet. Skye already had enough on her plate.