AN. Woot, woot! Thanks guys for leaving me some LOVELY messages. If I could cook, I would bake you guys a cake. Much love, much love. Anywho, for all you guys who were wondering who 'HE' is...well, here's your answer!

Chapter 8

Spencer pulled the car up to the curb and parked. They had driven for 20 minutes in silence, both unsure of what their next step was. Spencer had surprised even herself when she offered to drive Ashley home. Spencer was still hurt, she probably always would be, and there was nothing anyone could do to change that. The way that things had gone down between the girls so many years ago would probably always tear at Spencer's heart. But seeing Ashley again, hearing her voice brought back old feelings that Spencer had tried to bury. The brunette still made her heart skip a beat. Spencer glanced over at Ashley and smiled. "Why don't you go and get your stuff. I'll be right here."

Ashley nodded and opened the door. Pausing, she turned and said softly, "Thank you Spence." Spencer smiled at this and turned her eyes away from the brunette's grateful gaze. Ashley's eyes always expressed her feelings, even if she never admitted them.

Spencer watched as Ashley headed up to the apartment complex. She was surprised at how average Ashley was living. Ashley had received a large amount of money from Danger's will. Spencer had just assumed that Ashley would be reaping the benefits. She turned on the radio, smiling when her CD began to play. "You leave me speechless, when you talk to me. And you leave me breathless, the way you look at me. You manage to disarm me, my soul is shining through. I can't help but surrender my everything to you," Spencer sang happily along with the Veronicas. She found it odd that the song that reminds her of Ashley would play after seeing the brunette for the first time in 5 years.

She heard a buzzing noise and turned towards the passenger side of the car. Ashley's cell phone lay vibrating on the seat. Spencer grew curious and flipped open the phone. The screen read: 'Text Message: Izzy'. Spencer's heart tightened. You can't be jealous, Spencer thought, you aren't dating Ashley anymore. She's free to see whoever she wants. Spencer began to flip the phone shut. But she made you believe that she still loved you. How could she lie to you again? Spencer's internal debate continued for another minute before curiosity won out. She opened the phone: 'Hey babe, when are you coming home? Your baby misses you. Come on Ash, I need to see my girlfriend!' Spencer's jaw tightened. Girlfriend? She turned her car off, ran out into the rain, and walked into the apartment complex. She checked the list on the wall: Davies 503. Fuming, Spencer clutched Ashley's cell phone in her hand and rode the elevator to the 5th floor. She stepped out into the hallway, just in time to view Ashley leaving her apartment. Spencer hid behind the corner as she painfully watched Ashley kiss a beautiful young brunette on the lips. "Bye Izzy," Ashley said before turning and heading down the hall towards Spencer's hiding spot.

"I should have known," Spencer said as Ashley passed her. The brunette jumped and stared in shock at the blonde. "How could you Ash? How could you pretend to still have feelings for me when you already have a girlfriend." Ashley opened her mouth to respond, but Spencer cut her off. "I don't want to hear any more lies from you Ash. This is it, we're done. I can't believe that I ever thought of giving you a second chance. You are worthless and completely incapable of love. You always have been. I don't know why I thought I could change you."

"I'm not incapable of love, Spencer. I loved you from the moment I met you, and I have never stopped loving you since then," Ashley spoke through tears, Spencer's words cutting her at her core.

"Bullshit Ashley," Spencer said, her voice escalating. "I saw you, you can't even begin to deny it this time."

"And what did you see, Spencer?" Ashley questioned, her anger starting to bubble. "You saw me kiss my friend Izzy? That's your big reasoning for why I am incapable of love?" Spencer was taken aback by Ashley's tone. "You have no idea what my life is like now, Spence. You don't know who I am now, so don't even begin to tell me who you think I am. Because I guarantee that you are wrong."

"Well then who is she?" Spencer asked.

"She's my friend, Spencer. She's never been anything more than that."

Spencer pulled out Ashley's cell phone, "Then explain this. She wants to see her girlfriend? Why would she send you this if she wasn't your girlfriend. It doesn't make sense, Ash."

Ashley leaned against the wall, trying to control her emotions. She hadn't planned on this night ending here. She had thought that her and Spencer could casually talk, try and rebuild what they used to have. Sighing, she moved towards Spencer and, inches from her face, spoke softly. "Isabel is my friend. And she probably does want to see her girlfriend, Sylvia, tonight. In fact, I think they were supposed to hang out. But instead of hanging out with her girlfriend, Izzy offered to do me a favor."

Spencer grew intrigued, "What kind of favor?"

Ashley sighed, "How did I know you were going to ask that?" She crossed her arms and moved away from Spencer, pacing back and forth down the hallway. "When Aiden told me that you were coming tonight, I wasn't sure that I wanted to go. I was afraid that I would ruin your night, and it appears I was right."

"You didn't ruin my night Ashley, I'm just confused by what you want."

"I want you, Spencer. But I know that I need to explain myself for tonight." Ashley shut her eyes and took a deep breath. "I called Izzy, because I couldn't leave him home alone tonight. And I couldn't bring him with me, either. One shock at a time, right?"

"Ashley, what are you…Him? Him who?" Spencer asked, eyeing Spencer suspiciously.

"Ray. Ray Davies. My son."