Ok, so I have been overruled on that being Mandy Musgrave in the Kathy Griffin sketch, but I still am not fully convinced it's not her. I'm just saying get passed the blonde hair and look closely…oh well. Enjoy this next chapter…it's a little deep.

Spencer's POV

Ashley and I are the proud godparents of a beautiful baby boy, James Clay Carlin. He is so perfect and Chelsea and Glen couldn't look happier. It was a bittersweet moment when Glen came out and announced the name…I'm sure it was a hard moment for both Glen and Chelsea. We all took turns holding James before Ashley and I decided to take off and let Chelsea rest, but not before telling her we'd be back tomorrow.

Once we got in the car I realized Ash was going the opposite way of home.

"Where you going, babe?" I curiously asked.

"We're headed to the mall to spoil our godson with gifts; I mean we didn't have anything to give him or Chelsea" I just stared at her in amazement.

She looked over at me briefly before focusing back on the road. "What?" she looked back over again.

"You, Ashley Davies, are such a sap" I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

She responded by taking my hand in hers and placing them on my thigh.

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Ashley's POV

Didn't expect paparazzi at the mall, I don't know why? I know it comes with the territory, but I just wanted to buy some gifts for my godson and we ended being berated with questions… "Is it true you're cheating on Ashley, Spencer?", "Are you trying to work things out?", "Ashley, can you ever forgive Spencer?" The questions coming out of the mall were even better since they knew what we had been purchasing. "Is Spencer pregnant from cheating on you?", "Are you two expecting?", "Spencer, does this mean you'll stop cheating on Ashley?", "Ashley, what about your road manager?"

We managed to make it out of there unscathed. I never let go of Spencer's hand the entire time. We made it back to the car and got on the road, nothing was said for awhile. I finally decided to break the silence.

"Is it always like that around here?" I looked over at Spencer who had her head against the passenger side window.

"Not always, but it can get pretty bad at times" she replied in a soft, down trodden voice.

I didn't know what to say after that admission, so we rode in silence all the way home. I grabbed her hand a squeezed it hoping that words wouldn't have to be said for her to understand what I was feeling.

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Spencer's POV

The ride home was awful, I mean I'm use to the paparazzi at school and the store, but it's a whole different experience when I'm with Ashley. I wanted to tell her about how awful it is and how people have thrown drinks and berated me for "cheating" on her. I knew though, that she wouldn't handle it right. She would fly off the handle and threaten to quite. The worst part was today, for the first time, I wanted her to quit and I feel awful about it.

Seeing her hold James today made me realize how much I want a family and how amazing she looks holding him. I immediately thought about us babysitting James and taking him to the park, feeding him, keeping him for the night so Glen and Chelsea could have a good nights sleep. Then like in a cartoon the dream bubble was popped when I realized she was leaving at the end of the week.

It's not that we never see each other, it's just we see each other for like a day at a time. I know her career is just starting and she needs to put in a lot of hours, but it doesn't stop me from wishing she was home. I know she's at a loss for words and really don't feel like talking about in the car so we ride home in silence.

We pull into the driveway and she turns off the car, we sit there for a minute. I decide to get out of the car and head inside. I start to get out but she grabs my wrist and I turn to face her. She puts her hands on my head and pulls me into a kiss. It's soft, but filled with so much passion. She pulls back and I see a single tear fall from her eye.

I move my thumb up to wipe away her tear and she leans her head into my palm and brings her hand up to grip mine.

"Spence" she whispers softly "I love you so much".

I know she's trying to let me know she feels responsible for everything I've been going through.

"Ash" I lean in closer.

"No" she interrupts "please let me finish."

She looks up and into my eyes; I can see the hurt, pain, and guilt staring back at me. I nod my head for her to continue.

"I knew that it was a lot worse for you than you let on and it just shows how strong you are and that's just one of the million reasons I love you. But God, Spence, I never imagined that they were so mean and and so offensive." She was starting to stutter from being choked up. I leaned my head in towards her so our foreheads were touching. "Ash" I whispered.

"Spencer, what do they say to you when I'm not with you?" tears had started to fall between us.

"Ash, let's not do this" I don't want to spend this happy day making her upset and truth be told, I don't know if I can handle it myself.

"Spence, I need to know what they say to you" she pulls back and looks me in the eyes pleading for me to answer.

"Ok, ok I'll tell you, but not here in the car. Let's go inside." I place a kiss on her forehead and start to get out of the car.

She follows and grabs the packages out of the trunk. We make our way inside and I grab a bottle of wine and she grabs two glasses and a blanket. We head to the one place we both love more than anything…the beach.

This is not that way I thought the birth of James would go, but I had a feeling it would only make us stronger and closer. The love I knew she felt for me was over powering…and it still made my knees weak.