"Ashley, hey, sleepy head, come on, let's get you to bed."
Spencer really didn't want to wake the brunette, but the position there were in on the couch was becoming increasingly uncomfortable, and the movie was long over. If she thought for one second that Ashley looked like she was sleeping comfortably, she wouldn't have even thought of waking her up, but she looked just about as awkward as she did, it was amazing she could actually sleep.
"Spence?"
"Yeah, come on, you need to get to bed."
A sudden panic flashed across the brunettes face, with such intensity not only did Spencer notice, but it worried her.
"What, Ashley, what's wrong, talk to me."
There was a moment of silence that stretched on a little too long for Spencer's like, but she waited patiently nevertheless. Perplexed as to what could have frightened the other girl so, she became confused and unsettled as a rash of thoughts swam through her head.
"What if she wants to break up with me? No, that's stupid, she loves you, no, she wouldn't do that. But she's been distant lately, hasn't been talking to you. It could be anything. I'm probably over reacting, yeah, that's it. Oh, God, what if it's not?"
"…Right, Spencer, you're not?"
"Sorry, Ash, what?"
"You're not leaving me right? Please don't go, I don't want to be alone."
A slow wave of guilt washed over her as did relief. And then that transformed into a slight pain for the other girl, and a need to take care of and protect her. She just wanted to wash away all of the fear and doubt in Ashley's life, but she didn't know how.
"Of course I'm not going to leave you Ash. I would never leave you. Come on, let's go to bed, and maybe in the morning you could take some more? Its okay if not, just remember, I'm here for you, and whether it be for the night or for the time to come, I'll be here. I'm not leaving. I love you way too much."
The soft light shone through the window as morning fell upon the world. As a few stray rays peeked over to the sleeping bodies on the bed, a low groan filled the room as a hand came up to shield eyes from light. At this action, realizing she wasn't alone, the brunette sat bolt upright in bed wondering just what was going on. It took a few moments for her memory to come to her, and then slowly rested herself back down, just as an arm wrapped over her protectively, murmuring something about being cold. She couldn't help but smile at the sleeping form next to her. But then realization hit her, the uneasiness, the confusion, and she knew, just then, that she still had yet to figure out her conundrum. What to do, what to do?
"Hey, how'd you sleep?"
"Hmmm, oh fine Spence, just fine. Thank you for staying with me. I know your mom will probably pitch a fit, but it means a lot to me."
"Don't worry about it, I'm where I want to be, I'm healthy, happy, and with you. As far as I'm concerned, that's all that matters, let my mother rant and rave, I tune her out anyway."
"Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve you, I mean how did I get so lucky?"
"One, yes, you definitely are lucky, so am I by the way. And two, you do deserve me, so much, you make me so happy, and you deserve to be happy too. I hope that I can make you that happy."
"You do."
By mid-afternoon, slight boredom was setting in. Ashley had yet to figure out what to say, and Spencer had yet to push, much to the brunette's appreciation. After lying in bed most of the morning, just laying close to each other and cuddling, the two had watched some TV, ate, and now were wondering what else to do on this lazy Saturday. Neither really wanted to go out, so aside from the regular time killing stuff they had already done, they were now searching to move on to the next mindless activity.
"Spencer, would you do something for me?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Will you take a bath with me?"
The biggest smile spread across her face, but Spencer had to control herself from not saying out loud any of the million of dirty thoughts that just ran through her mind.
"Out of the gutter Spence, behave, bad brain, bad."
She knew there was no sexual reasoning behind Ashley's statement. Sure, she would love it if there was, but she knew the way the brunette had been feeling lately, and the way she spoke told her it was out of a fear of being alone, out of the need for her to be there with her, that she had asked this question. The sincerity of the question touched her, and even though she knew she would say yes, she couldn't help but smile lovingly at the other girl just a bit longer, only now the smile had softened to a more delicate and understanding smile than that of a sex crazed teenager about to see her girlfriend naked.
"Of course I will, come on, let's see if you have any bubble bath stuff."