Ashley was excited, something she rarely was at only 6:30 in the morning, but she had a pretty good reason for her morning cheer. She was going to spend another day with Spencer and she was going to make the most of it. She knew Spencer was warming up to the idea of having them be them again. Of being Spencer and Ashley, girlfriends or partners or lovers or whatever else you wanted to call it. She knew it would happen and she was hoping for sooner rather then later.

She smiled to herself as she knocked on Spencer's front door and waited patiently for it to open. She was caught off guard when it was Aiden that greeted her on the other side of the door.

“Oh, uhm...Is Spencer home?”

She saw the smile on Aiden's face and realized she had sounded like a nervous sixteen year old talking to her girlfriend's father or something.

“Of course she's home, she's still fast asleep. You do know it's not even seven yet, right?”

Ashley smiled, Aiden was being nice to her. Maybe she would not have to have some awkward conversation with him about how sorry she was and all that, maybe it would just be okay between them.

“I'm fully aware of the time, kinda came this early on purpose. She's not a very clear thinker in the morning, so it makes ambushing her a little easier.”

The smile on her face was one Aiden knew well, Ashley was on the hunt and it was always better to just get out of her way then. He gave her a knowing smile.

“Hmm, I see your point. Well, you know where her room is.”

With that he slipped out the door and left, leaving Ashley to do what she came to do. She stood for a moment, running a hand through her hair, making sure it had that tousled and windblown look that Spencer once mentioned liking. It was no coincidence that she was wearing a white blouse either, she remembered how Spencer looked at her when she wore the colour, how her eyes would narrow slightly and her lips would quirk up in a small, almost not-even-there kind of smile. Like she was doing it without even knowing it. Ashley knew the colour made her skin appear even more bronzed than it was, that it contrasted against the dark, loose tresses of hair that lay spread over her shoulders. She looked good and that was the whole point of the tight, yet tasteful outfit she wore. She knew Spencer would appreciate it.

She did not bother knocking on Spencer's bedroom door, just walked right in and stood a moment glancing down at the her. Spencer had always been beautiful, but in that moment she was even more so in Ashley's eyes. Maybe it was the promise the day held, the renewed hope she felt, she was not sure, but the sight of Spencer sleeping stole her breath away. For a few more seconds she let her eyes wander over the soft lips, the hair spread in every which way on the pillow, the closed lids that hid those beautiful blue eyes. She could never adequately name the blue of those eyes, maybe it had to do with the fact that they chanced with Spencer's mood, from sky blue when she was happy to an almost steely gray when she was sad. She was so lost in thought that she did not immediately notice that those blue eyes were open and watching her with some confusion.

“Ash, what are you...it's only...”

Spencer leaned over towards her alarm clock and let out a muffled groan when she saw the time. She sat up rather groggily.

“Hey, sleepyhead. You have to get up and get showered or we'll miss our flight.”

Ashley made sure to give her best and biggest smile to Spencer, satisfied when she noticed Spencer blinking rather dazedly.

“Oh, okay.” She got out of bed and then stopped abruptly. “Wait, what do you mean we're going to miss our flight?”

Ashley sighed, Spencer's brain had kicked in sooner than she had hoped.

“Well, you said you'd go present hunting with me.”

Spencer gave a small, unsure nod.

“Yeah, I did, but what does that have to do with catching a flight?”