"only if Spencer will be my girlfriend." she whispered. Cori looked at me and pouted cutely.

"um…ash I-" I was cut off by lips on mine. Her lips were soft, and she didn't force her tongue down my throat like guys.

I felt her tongue run across my bottom lip and I granted her entrance. Our tongues fought for dominance as I moaned into her mouth. she pulled back. "will you…please?'

"Yes Ashley. Ill be your girlfriend." Cori screamed out of joy and started chanting,

"Spencer, yeah Spencer. She's my mommy, my new mommy."

Over and over and over. We laughed but I stopped abruptly.

"ash…I need to talk to you." I say quietly. we step into the playroom real quick.

'if im her new mom, then she should know that im dating her other mom" I explain. She hesitates but nods her head and walks back to cori. I decide to wait out here as she tells her. Its their moment, not mine. I just hope that cori will understand the situation and recognize Ashley s her real mommy.

20 minutes later they walked out hand in hand as cori held tight against Ashley's leg. I smiled, she must be scared she'll lose her. Just like Christine.

"cori…do you want some ice cream?" ash asks quietly.

"yes mommy." she whispered. Ashley's eyes gleamed with pride as cori said this.

She took my hand and we walked down the long staircase to the kitchen. "hehehe" cori giggled at some thing sponge bob said, a big bowl of strawberry ice cream in her lap.

Ashley and sat in the love seat, laying against each other, and gazing at the TV in front of us. I however couldn't concentrate on what squidward was complaining about. I was too inebriated on the smell of Ashley. Coconut vanilla and something pure Ashley. Her gorgeous locks were spawn across my chest and shoulder, where her head rest.

I smiled when I saw Ashley look lovingly at cori. "you did so good Ashley." I whisper. I felt shaking and I knew she was crying so I wrapped my arms around her. "sssh…Ashley im so proud of you," I say in her ear.

"you're a good mom, you're a good mom"

"mama?" cori said, seeing Ashley against my chest. Both of us look up.

"what's wrong with mommy?" she asked.

I smiled, she had referred to me as her mamma. Maternal instinct kicked in and I opened my one arm out motioning for cori to come on my lap. She climbed up and snuggled into us.

"are you gunna weave me?" cori asked Ashley and I both shook our heads

"fank yooh."

I woke up the next day and noticed we were in the same position last night, minus Ashley. "Ash?" I called softly, not wanting to wake cori.

I got up and placed cori in my place, wrapping a blanket around her frail body. I heard voices near the front door.

"your supposed to be in jail!" cried Ashley.

"well im not bitch!" There was a slapping sound and then a thud.

"maybe this time it wont struggle." the man said. I ran to see what was happening. "no! please…ugh!" Ashley screamed I got to the hall outside the front door and saw a man laying over him thrusting himself into my baby.

"stop! Please…aahh!" she was screaming in pain. I ran and tackled the man off of her.

"get off her!" I yelled. He saw that there was a witness and ran out the door.

"oh god…" Ashley moaned. I kneeled beside her and pulled her shirt down and her underwear back up

"come on baby." I say gently.

"please…no please." she whimpered.

"its ok baby…its Spencer, its Spencer."

"Spencer…" she sobbed and curled into a ball. I wrapped my arms around her and rocked back and forth. I had no reassurances for her this time. "mommy?" cori questioned, walking cautiously in.

"cori, go on the phone and dial 9-1-1, okay?" I said hurriedly. Apparently Ashley had taught her about that number because pure terror graced her innocent face. She ran into the kitchen and dialed the number.

"9-1-1 what's your emergency?"

"my momma is holding my mommy, and their both cwying." cori sniffled and wiped at her eyes, her own body shaking in fear.

"how old are you sweetie?"

"fwee" she responded, her voice wavered and the woman on the other line noted it.

"do you know what happened?" she asked gently, prodding the little girl into ttelling her further.

"mommy was scweaming and cwying and a bad man was here, and my momma pushed him off of her"

"were tracing your call baby girl, what's your name?" the woman asked and got ready to type in the address as it traced.

"Cori Davies."

"stay on the phone okay?"

"Otay." Cori continued to talk to the operator as Ashley fell asleep in my arms.

The ambulance came… "please ma'am…keep the little one safe. Maxwell Montgomery is a dangerous criminal, and we haven't caught him." the police officer said.

"wha...what?" I asked shocked. They left and I was alone in a big mansion, with a scared little girl who doesn't know what's going on.

A knock sounded in the large house and it echoed loudly.

I tried to keep quiet, as I put my shaking hand over cori's mouth and my other over my own.

"im here to get my daughter…" an overly cheerful voice came through the thick redwood door.

Oh shit…

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