Trina found herself on top once again, looking down into his passion-filled gaze as they both came back to reality. She leaned down again and rested her lips against his, just wanting to feel his warm breath on her face. She closed her eyes and just reveled in the feeling of his strong arms wrapping around her, trapping her against his beautifully muscular chest.

"You are a minx, you know that?" He panted, smiling as he remembered how Trina had come to him in full sex kitten mode. She was determined to seduce him and he was thrilled to be seduced. Now that the lovemaking was done, it was the best part. Just existing together as one.

"I try," Trina giggled, her lips claiming his once again.

"Mmm," He moaned into her mouth, gently moving so she slid onto the mattress instead of laying directly on top of him.

She pulled away and pouted. "What? Was I getting too heavy?"

"Never," Spencer smiled, gently touching her face. "I just wanted to look into your eyes a little more comfortably. I always find peace there…"

Trina felt her heart speed up at his words. She was always touched whenever he shared just how much she affected him. "I hope so. I only want to bring you peace and love."

"You really do love me, don't you?" Spencer could see it in her eyes. They were beautiful and warm. Full of light and grace and they filled him with a calmness that he could never find anywhere else. No one had ever looked at him the way Trina did.

"Of course I do. I wouldn't have married you if I didn't, to be honest. Why is it so hard for you to believe?"

"I don't know. It just seems that there's always a wall between me and everyone else...and I usually don't know how to get rid of it...but the wall just seems to crumble when you're near. I can't explain it."

"I'm glad that it crumbles. I'm glad that I'm able to reach your heart and see the real you, Spencer. Thank you for letting me in…"

"Like I could ever keep you out," He gave an amused snort.

"You could have. After Esme. After your father...you could have closed off your heart."

"I could have...but it would have been too late. You see, the moment I saw you...you had made your way in. You were a part of my heart the moment we met. So it was far too late to keep you out. I had already let you in."

"You didn't even know me back then. I was just a girl who tried to pepper spray you," Trina laughed.

"No, you were the brave, sassy girl who didn't let my shenanigans ruin her party. Plus you were so beautiful…"

"Spencer…"

"I wish I had gone to Port Charles High instead. I would have loved to take you to prom and homecoming. I would have stood next to you during graduation."

Trina laughed. "No, you wouldn't. Your last name starts with C and mine starts with an R."

"It still would have been fun to know you, Trina Robinson...Cassadine."

"It would have been fun to know you too, Spencer. I would have had to take you down a peg or two, but it would have been fun," Trina giggled, cuddling up close to him. "God I love you. I want to have so many of your babies…"

Her eyes widened when she said that, feeling silly. "I mean...if that's what you want...I mean...oh god...did I just make a total fool of myself?"

"Not at all," Spencer touched her cheek then slid his hand down to her shoulder, reveling at how soft her beautiful brown skin was.

"I know that we're going to have Ace part-time...but how do you feel about having children of our own. Children that will be with us full time? Have you ever thought of that?" Her eyes searched his face for any clue on what he may think of the possibility. She knew that when they had first talked about it, he had seemed excited, but now they were about to have some responsibility for an actual baby, he may think differently now.

"I've been thinking about it since the first time we spoke of it. I very much want to have babies with you. Sweet, smart, beautiful, regal Cassadine babies," Spencer chuckled. "A new family raised the way we want to raise them. A real family. That's what I want for us, our children, including Ace."

"What if…I happen to be pregnant now...how would you feel?"

Spencer's eyes widened. He looked at her closely, as if searching for any clues. "Trina?"

"I'm not! I'm not, don't worry," Trina laughed.

"I wasn't worried. But we...have been performing baby-making activities...so it wouldn't be a surprise if you were. How would you feel if you were? I mean...pregnancy is especially life-changing for you."

Trina sighed and linked her fingers through his as she looked into his eyes. "To be honest, I don't know how I'd feel. I mean...I'm only twenty-one. I just became old enough to drink properly. It'd be funny to hamper that now, don't you think?"

Spencer laughed. "Seriously?"

"No, not seriously, but...I don't know how I'd feel. I'm already taking partial responsibility for Ace. Maybe a newborn would be too much right now. I don't know. I'd love the baby, I know that. It'd be a part of us...a part of our love and a real start to the family we want to be."

"I'd be nervous, but I'd love it too. I'd be the best daddy and Ace would be a great uncle. Oh my goodness, they'll grow up together, really," Spencer chuckled.

"Ace, a big Uncle. He'd like that."

"Your mom would freak though."

"My Aunt Gia would freak. She's so...uncertain about our marriage, just because she was once engaged to your father. She doesn't even know you," Trina began to rant, then cut herself off with a sigh. "I wish everyone would just leave me alone."

"I'm sorry, baby. I hate that I'm causing such a rift with your family," Spencer frowned, pulling her closer as he once again felt responsible for the wrongs in Trina's life.

"Don't be sorry. You're not responsible. You're the only thing right now that makes me happy. You and my job at the chuck. It's everyone else that wants to make me miserable."

"Maybe we should go away on another trip."

"Now? With University starting for the both of us and just gaining some custody of Ace?" Trina stared at him, not that she would mind, but there was so much going on right now. Maybe even too much.

"You're right...it's not the right time...but soon. I don't know, I just want to take you somewhere where it can be just the two of us. Like it was in Paris."

Trina sighed and cuddled up closer to him so her head could rest against his chest when Spencer's cell began to ring. They both frowned at the sound of the device.

"Who can be calling you at this hour?" Trina questioned, not appreciating the disruption. "It's almost twelve at night."

"I don't know…," Spencer frowned, reaching over to retrieve the phone. He rolled his eyes when he saw his Uncle's number. "What does he want? Hello, Uncle Victor? Now? It's nearly twelve and I'm in bed. Is it really that important? What? What about Ace? You have evidence against Esme? That she's faking her memory loss? Come to The Haunted Star? I'll be right there," Spencer hung up and sat up, and got out of bed.

Trina frowned as she watched her husband hurriedly get dressed. "Was that your Uncle Victor? Where are you going?"

"He has evidence that Esme is faking her amnesia. This could be what we've all been waiting for. Esme in jail and Ace with us for good. Full time," Spencer hurriedly explained. "He wanted me to meet him at The Haunted Star."

"Now?" Trina asked in disbelief, getting a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. "Spencer...I don't know...I don't have a good feeling about this…"

"I have to check it out. If this can get Esme out of all of our lives for good, it's worth checking out. Besides, it's my Uncle Victor, he'd never do anything to hurt me, he hasn't before."

That didn't reassure Trina at all. Especially after her Aunt Gia had told her even more horror stories about the Cassadines and how the elder Cassadines seemed to always have it in for the younger ones. Especially when the younger ones were in charge of the Cassadine billions. "Spencer...I don't think you should go."

"I have to. It's about Ace," Spencer hesitated, then he leaned over and kissed Trina one last time. "It'll be ok. I'll be home soon. I promise."

"But Spencer…"

Spencer didn't answer again. Now fully dressed, he just rushed out the door, leaving Trina feeling alone and scared. What was going on? What if this was some evil Cassadine plot and Spencer never came back, leaving Trina alone for good? She didn't think she'd be able to bear it.

…..

All seemed well at the Collins home. All except for a fussy Ace. Esme was up with the baby in her arms as she made him a bottle. She had just gotten it cooled when the door was suddenly kicked in and a strange man came in and tried to wrestle her baby away from her. She screamed for help, holding on to Ace for dear life, determined not to let go of the screaming child…

…..

Spencer had just arrived on the docks and felt relief as he saw his Uncle Victor waving at him from the deck of the ship and motioning for him to join him. Not thinking, Spencer started towards the ship, eager to find out what evidence his Uncle may have found.

….

Not able to just let it go and allow Spencer to deal with his Uncle on his own, Trina had quickly got out of her bed and pulled on a pair of sweats and raced to her car, and drove to the docks. She wondered when Spencer was going to realize that when she said that they were in it together, she meant that they were in it together! Whatever his Uncle had in mind for him, she wasn't going to let him go through it alone!

Arriving at the parking lot for the dock area, she pulled up next to Spencer's car and was just getting out when a loud explosion rocked the area, causing her to duck down. Her eyes widened with horror and heartbreak.

"SPENCER!"