Spencer sat on the couch watching television, her night shirt was slightly wet from the shower she had just taken, her pajama bottoms filled her body with warmth, “So I was thinking….” the voice spoke.

She turned her head to see Serenity standing by the couch, “That’s never good…”

“Hey!” the older woman sat down smacking Spencer on the arm.

“I’m just kidding,” Spencer smiled before kissing Serenity who pulled away so they were facing each other, “What’s wrong?”

“When are we going to tell them?”

Spencer tensed at the comment, not really wanting to talk about that yet, “Soon….”

“How soon Spencer, I don’t want to keep this in the dark much longer.” Serenity caressed the blonde’s cheek making sure to be as gentle as possible, “I love you.”

“I know, we’ll tell them on the trip,” Spencer assured her but really she had no clue how to break the news to her family.

“Okay if you say so,” Serenity stood up.

“Where you going?”

“Home,” Spencer stood up walking over and wrapping her arms around Serenity’s waist.

“Don’t leave,” Since prom she hasn’t been able to get a decent nights rest with out someone holding her and with Serenity it was easy to fall asleep but nothing like the complete calm of being in Ashley’s arms.

“Spence, sweetie you can’t have me here all the time, I have to go home, I have things to do.” Serenity untangled herself from her girlfriend.

“Well what if I came with you?”

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Serenity leaned down for a quick kiss.

“You sure you’re not mad?”

“Positive, see you later.” Spencer waved good bye and waited for the door to close before heading off to her bed room and laying down staring at the ceiling.

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Paula sat in the waiting room, her tired eyes scanning over an old issue of cosmopolitan, while the clock ticked down. She sighed as she thought about everything she’d been through the past two years, moving to LA, cheating on her husband, finding out her daughter is gay, losing her husband to dead man’s society club and so many others she didn’t even want to closely think about at this time.