Hello! Sorry I've been so inactive on this story. I've been bust with my mulit-chaptered story Bad Intentions, and haven't had time to get any Spemily goodness in. Hopefully now that I've got some time before school starts, I'll be able to post at least one more oneshot on this. I'll still post during school though, it just might be a little longer between stories.

Anyway, enjoy this one! It's all fluff, I promise. ;)

Keep Writing!

Reyna

I'll Always Protect You

The sun shone through the trees, illuminating the forest floor. Squirrels scampered about, shooting up trees every time the footsteps got to close. Insects buzzed in the winds, while mushrooms lurked in the shadows of the towering trees. It was a sight to remember.

"Are we almost there?" The brunette called from across the forest. Spencer rolled her eyes at the remark.

"Emily you've asked me three times in the past thirty minutes. I told you, we'll be there in about an hour. It's a bit of a hike." Spencer reminded her. A faint groan of annoyance was heard, and Spencer slowed her walking to wait for Emily to catch up.

A few minutes later, the brunette popped out of the dense trees, and walked towards the girl waiting for her.

"I know I said camping was a good idea, but I really hate walking through all these trees. I think I've almost twisted my ankle in those stupid chipmunk holes about four times already." She huffed. Spencer chuckled.

"Do you need me to carry you?" She asked. Emily rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"I'm fine Spencer. Let's just keep going so we can get there with plenty of time to set up." She suggested.

"Okay." Spencer nodded, turning and continuing the hike.

They were fairly deep in the woods surrounding Rosewood, eager to set up their tents. When Spencer had suggested camping a few weeks back, Emily was more than happy to comply. However, she was unaware that the camping would be so deep in the woods. As much as she hated to admit it, she had heard her dad talking about hunting bears in the area once, and was worried they'd run into one. She didn't want any harm to come to either of them.

"So…Spencer, I never had you pegged as the nature person." Emily brought up, attempting to keep her mind of the thought of bears lurking in the trees.

"Yeah. Not many people do. I just enjoy the serenity." She explained.

"Makes sense. How often do you come camping?" Emily asked.

"As often as I can, which unfortunately isn't that often. My dad used to come with me, but he's been so busy these past few years. It's unsafe to come on your own, and I just haven't found anyone willing to come with me." She muttered.

Emily grew tense at the mention of dangerous, but smiled anyways.

"Until now." She claimed proudly.

Spencer chuckled, and turned around. "Until now." She grinned.

Within an hour the two of them reached the small clearing Spencer had intended for them to camp in. It wasn't a designated campsite, but it was clean and open.

"I'll get a fire started, do you want to set up the tents?" Spencer asked. Emily shook her head, blushing slightly.

"I think you'd better get the tents…but I can go get firewood if you want me to." She sighed.

Spencer laughed warmly. "That sounds perfect Emily." She walked forward and took the pack off Emily's back for her, and pulled out the foldable tent. Slipping a hammer out of her backpack, and a few wooden stakes, she started nailing them into the ground.

Emily smiled, and walked off into the woods. With the birds chirping, and the sun shimmering on the leaves, it was a beautiful sight. However, no matter how much she tried to ignore it, the shadows of the forest lurked in front of her.

"There's nothing there. A bear wouldn't come close anyways. It's more scared of you than you are of it." She reassured herself. Sighing, Emily bent down and began to collect small sticks, and pieces of wood off the forest floor.

Back at the tent, Spencer sighed as well. She was three fourths of the way done with putting the tent up, but the last part required two people, and Emily wasn't there to help. Grunting, she stood up and walked over to the center of the clearing. She needed rocks to make a fire circle, but the only ones in the area were too large to move. Taking a deep breath, Spencer sat down, attempting to figure out what to do.

Emily grinned, as she stumbled upon a large dead tree. The wood was cracked and falling off, which would make excellent firewood. Stepping forward, she was walking towards the large tree when she heard a snap behind her. Emily froze in her tracks.

It was probably you stupid, there's nothing around. Besides, you're walking towards a dead tree. There's plenty of stuff for you to have stepped on.

Shaking her head, Emily was about to walk forward when she heard the sound again. Her eyes grew wide with panic. There was no way that could have been her, she hadn't moved an inch.

She glanced around the woods, wary. She could run, but there's a chance that that would startle the bear, or she could be too slow. She looked down at the heavy load of wood she had. It would definitely slow her down.

Emily's wandering eyes fell on the dead tree. She could hide in there. Taking a step forward, she walked slowly towards the tree, when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Ah!" Emily shrieked, as she dropped the wood she was carrying and turned around.

"Whoa, what's got you so jumpy?" Spencer's worried eyes looked into hers. Emily placed a hand on her heart, and took a deep sigh of relief.

"I thought…I thought you were a bear…" Emily muttered. Spencer nodded, an eyebrow perking up in confusion.

"Emily, bears wouldn't come this close to you unless you had food, which you obviously don't." Spencer explained, reassuring the panicked brunette.

"Besides, what were you doing?" She asked. "Were you going to hide in that tree?"

Emily looked down, averting her eyes from Spencer's gaze. Spencer sighed.

"Emily, you do realize it would have smelled you anyways right?"

Emily grunted softly.

"Well…I just didn't think about it." She muttered, slightly frustrated. Spencer took a deep breath. She gently picked up one of the sticks off the ground, and walked towards the tree.

"Emily, please, next time don't do trying to hide in dead trees." She pleaded. Emily shot her a questioning glance, but her confusion was cleared when Spencer threw the stick into the tree. A brown mottled snake quickly shot out from inside the trunk, and slithered away. It's distinctive rattle heard from where she was standing. Her face paled.

"I-I didn't know.." She muttered. Spencer smiled sympathetically.

"It's okay. I just don't want to see you hurt." She explained. Emily nodded, and bent down to pick up the wood she had dropped.

"Hey Spencer, what are you doing out here anyways? I thought you were getting the tent ready?" Emily inquired.

"I need your help with the last part of the tent, and was going to start a fire but we need rocks for a fire circle." Spencer mentioned. Emily nodded.

"Okay. Do you need me to help?" She asked.

Spencer shook her head. She pointed to the backpack strapped onto her back.

"I've got plenty of rocks. Are you good to head back?"

Emily nodded and the two of them headed back to their make-shift campsite. Emily held the wood as she waited for Spencer to lay the rocks out, before placing the pile in its center.

"Alright, can you help me with the tent?" Spencer asked, brushing her hands off on her jeans. Emily followed her over, and held onto the last stake, while Spencer pulled the rope around it. Once it was far enough for the tent to stand erect, Emily held it in the ground while Spencer hammered it in.

"Phew, there we go." Spencer muttered, wiping her brow. The sun beat down on them, even with the cool air. Beads of sweat glistened on the brunette's forehead from the effort.

"Here, let's sit and relax for a bit before we get the sleeping bags out." Emily suggested. Spencer nodded.

"I'm still going to get a fire going though."

The two of them walked over, and Emily sat on the grass, watching her girlfriend attempt to start a fire. Once the spark finally ignited, Spencer fed wood to the flame until it grew into s steady blaze.

Emily glanced at her as she sat back on the grass next to her.

"You're awesome." She muttered, leaning into Spencer.

"So are you." Spencer grinned, resting a hand on top of Emily's head. Emily sighed at the sudden contact, and closed her eyes as Spencer's fingers played with her hair.

"Yeah, but you know how to do all this stuff." Emily mentioned. Spencer chuckled, and Emily felt the hum of her girlfriend's laugh.

"Just years of practice." Spencer explained.

The two of them sat in happy silence until the sun started lowering. They ate the dinners Spencer's mom had so kindly packed for them, and then returned to sitting by the fire.

"This is so peaceful." Emily grinned, watching the stars shine above her. When she didn't get a response, she looked around for Spencer, only to see her walking out of the tent carrying a bag of marshmallows. A confident smirk resided on her face. Emily immediately grabbed a stick from their pile of firewood and held it up.

"It's on." She stated, as Spencer flopped down on the grass next to her. Grabbing the bag from Spencer, she ripped it open and speared a white fluffy cube on her stick. Eyeing Spencer, who was in a similar situation, she placed her marshmallow into the fire.

"I don't know Em, but I think mine's turning gold already." Spencer stated, as she held her stick in the fire. Emily rolled her eyes.

"Mine's going to be better." She huffed confidently. Spencer laughed, and they continued until the marshmallows were both golden-brown. Spencer passed over the chocolate and crackers, and two beautiful smores were created.

"I don't know Em…this one looks pretty good." Spencer smirked, taking a bite of her dessert.

"So is this one." Emily muttered, as she swallowed her first bite of her smore. Naturally, the two of them switched smores, and each took a bite of each others.

"Ooh, Emily I think yours won this time." Spencer muttered, closing her eyes as she tasted the sweet delicacy.

"Yours is good too, but I won't turn down that victory." She laughed. Pretty soon, all that was left of the smores was sticky fingers and crumbs.

"Here." Spencer handed Emily a towel, which she used to wipe off her face and fingers. When she was done, she glanced over at Spencer, who took the dirty towel from her.

"Uh Spence? You've got some-" Emily moved forward and tapped her own nose. Spencer looked down, her eyes going crossed for a minute.

"Oh. I do."

"Here." Emily ran her finger down the brunette's nose, and flicked the white marshmallow cream off her nose.

"Thanks Em." Spencer smiled, leaning forward and pecking Emily on the lips.

After a while Spencer stood up and started unraveling the sleeping bags. Emily grabbed a canteen and poured a little water on the fire, before covering the flames with dirt until all that was left was a wisp of smoke.

Within minutes the two of them were snuggled together in the tent. The crickets hummed around them, and Emily sighed as she leaned into Spencer's chest.

"This is wonderful." She mumbled, taking in as much of Spencer's scent as she could. Emily felt strong arms wrap around her.

"I agree. We need to do this more often." Spencer smiled peacefully.

"Are you sure that no bears will come while we're sleeping?" Emily asked. Spencer pulled apart a little, so she could look into Emily's eyes.

"I'm sure. And if they do, I'll protect you." She stated, placing her lips against Emily's forehead. Emily sighed at the contact, and soon the two of them were pressed against each other once more. Spencer ran her fingers through Emily's long hair as they cuddled, taking in the serenity.

Soon Emily's breathing was slower, and Spencer yawned. She closed her eyes, her fingers moving until they held Emily tight against her.

"I'll always protect you." She muttered, before the night took her and she drifted off to sleep.