Spencer’s POV.

Aiden’s tenth birthday is in one week.  Really?  Holy shit.  Ten years.  That is pretty freaking crazy I must say myself.  Shit.  I have to tell him soon.  I guess I want to tell him very soon.  I really want to tell him before Ashley gets here.  Oh God.  What if he hates me?  What if he doesn’t like her because he doesn’t understand.  I have to make him understand.  He will.  He’s an amazingly smart little boy.  And, talented.  You should see that child play the guitar, and he can sing too.  He writes songs now, but he is really shy about it.  I know he didn’t get that from me.  So, maybe I can talk about that.  Spencer’s mind was running a mile a minute as Carmen put her hand on Spencer’s shoulder.

"You alright baby?"  Carmen asked.

"Yes.  I’m just nervous."  She said.

"Look, there is never going to be a good time to tell him.  You just have to prepare for the worst and hope for the best."  Carmen was trying to help her.

"You make it sound like I’m coming out again."  Spencer laughed, and she helt a little better.  "I guess I should call Ashley to see if she wants me to tell him first.  I mean, she should have a little say in this, right?"

"Yes, totally.  I’m going to work though.  I love you."  Carmen said.

"Yeah.  Love you too."  Spencer was nervous as hell to call Ashley.

Carmen, yeah Carmen was still her girlfriend.  Aiden liked her, and Spencer did too.  She loved Carmen.  She was the first girlfriend she ever had that treated her the way she should have been treated.  She was so sweet.  She was faithful, and she did whatever she could to keep Spencer happy.

Spencer stood there shaking with that piece of paper in her hand.  There is was.  Ashley’s phone number.  All she had to do was dail it.  She didn’t think this was going to be so hard.

Ashley’s POV.

One week.  Seven days until I get to meet Aiden and Spencer.  Oh, and probably Carmen.  Ashley was still single.  She had changed though.  Over these past few years, there had been a few one night stands.  However, there had never been any drugs, and there had definitly only been a few drinks.  She was proud of herself.  She sat there looking through the pictures and all that other stuff that Spencer had sent to her.  Spencer was fantastic, and her son was adorable.  And, he played the guitar.  There were tons of pictures of him singing and playing that thing.  Hopefully that is the only thing he got from me.  Carmen was in a few pictures.  They’d been together for a while, and I didn’t like her.  Nope.  I just didn’t.  Just as I was lost in my thoughts about Spencer, the phone rang.  I got up to answer it, but my heart stopped when I saw the caller ID. Carlin, Spencer.