A/N. Sorry my last update didn't have an author's note on it. I was at my friend's house and in a rush. Thanks to ll who have commented. You make me want to update everyday. Anyways, this update is a little more graphic, so you younger readers might want to cover your eyes. Anyways, here is my next installment!

Chapter Thirteen

Ashley nipped at Spencer's neck, causing a shiver to shoot down the young blonde's body. She trembled underneath Ashley's touch. "Oh Ash," she cried out as the brunette ravaged her neck. Ashley's limbs tangled with Spencer's as the brunette rolled Spence onto her back. "Please Ash, I need…"

"Shh," Ashley whispered, her hot breath tickling Spencer's neck. "I know, baby." Her tongue slid along the blonde's neck, eliciting a serious of tremors from Spencer's helpless body. Spencer's moans only lighted the passion that was burning inside Ashley as the brunette's warm hands traveled up her sides.

Spencer's skin burned with desire, a thin layer of sweat forming as the passion between the girls grew. Ashley found her way underneath Spencer's shirt, easily lifting it up above her head. The brunette's eyes scanned hungrily over Spencer's form. She had to have her…now. Ashley's mouth found the base of Spencer's neck. She licked and nipped her way down Spencer's chest, finally settling on her heaving breasts.

"Oh God, Ash," Spencer began, "I love you." Ashley's eyes met Spencer's, pure love radiating from the brunette's face.

"I know," she whispered back.

Spencer's hands roamed Ashley's back, pulling the brunette to her. Ashley pulled off the small piece of fabric that covered Spencer's breasts. "Beautiful," she whispered as she brought her mouth to the hardened mound. She ran her tongue around the nipple, biting gently on the tip. Spencer arched her back, a low growl escaping her lips.

Ashley pulled her own shirt over her head and slipped out of her bra. She loved the look of awe that covered Spencer's face. Their chests touched and Spencer shivered. Ashley lowered herself down Spencer's body, leaving a trail of kisses along the blonde's slender stomach. Each kiss led Spencer closer and closer to her release. Ashley slowly undid the buttons, sliding the jeans off of the shaking blonde. A look of reassurance was all the Ashley needed to remove the final piece of clothing.

Spencer shivered as Ashley's mouth found its way back to her breasts. Spencer loved the feel of Ashley's tongue on her body. Sucking, nipping, licking, stroking: each action bring Spencer closer and closer to the edge. Ashley stared into Spencer's blue pools as she slid her hand down her stomach. She gently stroked Spencer, causing the blonde to jump in surprise. "It's ok," Ashley whispered, her warm breath cascading along Spencer's mouth.

She slowly slid her finger inside the brunette, stroking and pinching at just the right speed. Her lips captured Spencer's as the wave of pleasure rolled through her body. The blonde jerked and gasped, a pleasurable moan escaping her lips. Her knees trembled and her eyes met Ashley's. "Ashley," she whispered

"Oh Spencer," the brunette responded. "Spencer. Spencer…"

"Spencer!" Clay shouted, placing his hands on his sister's shoulders. "Spencer, are you ok?"

Spencer's eyes opened slowly, the bright light causing them to water in response. "C-Clay?" she whispered. Her voice sounded hoarse, and her throat and tongue were dry. "W-What happened?"

"You passed out," Clay explained. "You were standing outside of Ashley's room and 'bam', you hit the floor." He looked away from his sister's gaze, "You had me worried there."

Spencer smiled softly, "Sorry." She couldn't believe that she had fainted. She hadn't fainted since…Wait, Ashley? Her eyes shot back up to Clay's, "Ashley? Where's Ashley?"

Clay nodded his head to the other side of the room. Spencer's eyes fell upon a sleeping figure. Ashley. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Is she ok?"

"Well, they lost her a few times. She's really injured Spencer. They won't know the extent of the damage until she wakes up, at least, that's what I could get out of Mom."

"But, she will wake up…right?" Spencer asked, her bottom lip trembling.

Clay avoided her eyes, "They honestly can't tell right now Spence. They are just trying to get her through the night." He covered her hand with his, "And that's where you come in."

"Me?"

"Well yeah, if anything could get Ashley to pull through, it's you. That girl would give anything to be with you," Clay said, smiling.

Spencer returned his smile, "I feel the same way."

"Yeah well, I figured that. And that's why you are staying here, with Ashley."

"They are letting me stay in her room? Mom won't let that happen."

Clay shook his head, "Mom doesn't have much say in the matter, Spencer. A lot of people saw her slap you. I'd say her interests are insignificant right about now.

"Wow, they are really letting me stay in here?" Spencer asked, amazed that for once the hospital staff was doing something against Paula's wishes.

"Yeah, I figured that you'd want to be with Ashley through this anyway. I talked to some nurses, you can stay."

Spencer beamed, "Did I ever tell you that you are the best brother ever?"

"Spence, I'm competing against Glen. Of course I'm the winner," he said, still upset that their brother blamed Spencer for their parent's problems.

"Spencer Carlin?" a voice asked from the doorway. The two Carlin kids turned their heads towards the figure.

"Yeah?" Spencer responded meekly.

"I'm Officer Beltz, I am investigating the hit and run that took place tonight involving Ashley Davies," he replied, moving closer to the blonde.

"Have…have they found out who was driving?" Clay asked, squeezing Spencer's hand in support.

"We have a suspect in custody. The gentleman was extremely intoxicated while behind the wheel of his vehicle. We've brought him into custody. He's at the station right now."

"How did you guys find him?" Clay asked, still confused about the officer's business with his sister.

"We didn't, actually. He turned himself in," the officer explained. "It appears as though he didn't realize what he had done. He saw the story on the news and brought himself in."

Spencer felt the tears stinging her eyes, "He didn't realize what he had done? He hit someone! He hit Ashley," she yelled, glancing over at the unconscious blonde. "He could have…he could have killed her. How could someone…how could they…" The pain enveloped the young girl as the raw emotion tore through her body. "She could have died."

Clay sat next to his sister, gently rubbing her shoulders. "If they caught the guy then why are you here? Do you need a statement or something?"

Officer Beltz shook his head, "No son, he asked me to come down and inform you that he was caught."

"He…what?" Spencer asked, her forehead wrinkling in confusion.

The officer looked at his feet, avoiding eye contact with the Carlins.

"What aren't you telling us?" Clay inquired, standing up in front of the officer.

"The man who hit Ashley," he started, turning his eyes toward Spencer, "You know him."

Spencer's mouth fell, "Somebody that we know hit Ashley and left her for dead? Who?"

"I don't know how to…I'm not sure that I…" he started.

"Who was it?" Clay asked, repeating Spencer's question.

"Son, I don't know that it's my place to…"

"Who was it?" Spencer yelled, anger ripping through her body. "What is his name?"

"Arthur," Officer Beltz said softly, "Arthur Carlin."

Spencer's heart stopped, her breathing slowed and her mind went empty. "Dad?"