A/N: Now, to see what happens to Spencer. . .

If they're any errors, whatever... I'm lazy, sue me... not!

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Ash slammed on the brakes and stared at the villa.

A fire engine and a police car blocked the road right in front of the Carlin place. Sandwiched against the fence was Mackenzie's ancient car.

"Spencer," she whispered. Throwing the car into park, she jumped out.

Immediately, she heard sound of men talking and laughing, and the voices were definitely coming from the courtyard.

The hoses from the fire engine were still in place. Neither emergency vehicle had it's lights on. There were no group of spectators watching the action. Most important, there was no ambulance. They'd just decided to use as a parking area, apparently. She strode toward the villa.

She stopped dead when she heard Spencer's voice over the rest. "Tumi aki, pa fabor."

Ash understood enough of the words in the blonde's broken Papiamento to figure she was asking someone to take something. Ash stood there for a couple of seconds, letting her heart climb back into her chest, and then walked toward what was beginning to sound like a party.

The guests started to leave, though, before she made it to the gate.

A firefighter went by with a handful of cookies. He'd shed his gear and was wearing a T-shirt and khaki work pants.

"Bonochi," the fireman said with a mouthful, as he passed by. "She's nice. That girl."

"Bonochi," Ash said, wishing him a good evening in return.

Ash then stopped to talk to a young police officer who was coming through the gate next.

"What happened?" Ash asked.

"The pretty young lady called in about a fire. The truck comes out, and we all get a call to come out too. My partner and I happened to be at the Fisherman's Hut, so it was no problem."

"I'm glad." Ash replied. "Where was the fire?"

"She said she saw sparks coming from one of the plugs in the kitchen."

Ash saw the last members of the firefighting crew leave the courtyard. She figured she'd find out the rest of what happened from Spencer herself.

"We didn't find anything of any fire," the young officer said with a smile. "But she's very nice."

Ash thanked him, but before she could get to Spencer, the firefighters were calling her back to move her car. Once the emergency vehicles got past her, she parked next to Macs car and got out. Spencer was waiting for her.

"I thought I saw you out front," Spencer said, coming around the car. She cam right into Ash's arms and held her.

"Are you okay?" The brunette asked.

The blonde's head bumped her chin but she didn't believe her. "What's wrong?"

The younger woman pulled away and looked up and down the street. The sun was just dropping into the Caribbean and a light breeze was cooling the air. She was obviously looking for something, but Ash had no idea what It was.

"What's going on?"

Spencer nodded down the road. "There were a couple of men in a white car watching the villa," she finally said.

"When?"

"I noticed them when Aiden came over to pick Mackenzie up for their date."

"How do you know they were watching the house?

"I had a pretty good idea when they go tout of the car and started walking toward the villa."

"What happened then?" Ash was getting into protective mode.

"I didn't want to call the police and say 'Hey I'm scared. Someone is crossing the street. So I called the fire company and told them the first thing that came to my head."

Ash walked up to the edge of the road and looked both ways, but there were no other cars. She came back.

"I'm sorry, but I was really scared. And there was no one else to call. I didn't know what to do."

"I think you did great." She kissed the blonde's forehead and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, leading her into the courtyard. "I think that was genius."

"I felt so stupid though. There was no knock on the door. And no one tried to break in before the firefighters showed up. I was probably scare for nothing."

"I don't think so. I think you did the right thing," Ash said, helping her gather up napkins and plastic cups left on the table in the courtyard.

"Most of the houses in this neighborhood are owned by Americans. I'd say about two-third of them sit empty this time of year. I don't think they have too much trouble with break ins in Aruba, but you never know. You always have to go with your instinct."

She followed the blonde as they went into the villa. A cookies sheet an mixing bowl had been piled into the kitchen sink. The smell of home-baked chocolate cookies permeated the air.

"You were baking cookies?"

She nodded. "Sorry. They ate all of them."

"They?"

"The firefighters and the two police officers." She started stacking the bowls in the dish washer. "I felt so guilty. I mean, I knew they wouldn't be finding anything. So I figured the least I could do was bake them some cookies. I think they liked them. They ate the entire three dozen."

"Every single one of them told me how wonderful you are."

A beautiful smile broke across the blonde's lips. "They were trying o the me Papiamento. The younger one of the police officers were trying to ask me questions I didn't understand. By the way the rest of them laughed, though, I think he was trying to ask me out on a date."

"What did you tell him?" Ash asked, coming around the corner.

"I said I have a boyfriend," she replied, turning to her. A devilish smile played across her lips.

"Right answer for them. Wrong answer for me." She took Spencer into her arms and softly kissed her lips. The way Spencer leaned into her drove her crazy, made her want to do more. A lot more. Her mouth was soft, her tongue playful, dancing together until Ash groaned in frustration. She pulled back, her forehead resting on the other girl's.

"Mmmm. I'm glad that was somewhat of a right answer," Spencer said. She took hold of the front of Ash's T-shirt and stepped back, taking Ash with her until she was leaning against the counter and the brunette was pressed up against her. Ash was going to have to be locked up in a nuthouse if Spencer kept doing this to her.

"You know, I talked to your father earlier."

Spencer immediately looked up. "What did he say?"

"It was o big deal. He just told me you talked to him about us and that he's okay with it."

A grateful sigh escaped the blonde's lips.

"But, he did say that if I hurt you in ant kind of way, I would have to deal with him personally. Girlfriend or not." She stopped for a moment. "He also asked if I planned on having sex with you, but you could tell he was a bit uncomfortable with it."

A pretty blush had colored Spencer's cheeks. "I swear I don't know what's up with my parents wanting to know that. I mean, it's not like I need condoms now, or have a risk of getting pregnant. What did you tell him?"

Ash kissed her then smirked. "I told him I would have sex with you, but when you're ready. And if he wanted to know in split details about how two girls get down, I would be more than helpful to let him know. He seemed to not want too much detail after the word sex though."

Spencer was laughing so hard by that time. The image of Ash talking to her dad about sex visualized in her head. She could just imagine his face. It was priceless.

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A/N: Happy now? I would never let anything bad happen to Spencer... I would of had this up yesterday but fanfic was having uploading problems. Hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Now. . . click the review button and write me a review! \m/

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