“Why,” Spencer questioned.

“I don’t owe you an explanation,” Heather replied definitely.

The blonde frowned, “She’s my fiancée. I’m entitled to an explanation,” she said.

“Do you really think you’re good enough for her,” Heather questioned taking a step closer to Spencer. “Honestly?”

“What is your problem,” Spencer replied as she came nose to nose with the raven haired woman.

“You,” Heather growled shoving past the blonde and out the door.

Spencer let out a frustrated breath and followed behind Heather, “I’m sorry things turned out the way they did between Ashley and you but … to be blunt she didn’t feel the same way about you.”

“Shut it,” Heather hissed.

“I’m just being honest,” the blonde replied calmly.

“You’re going to regret saying that,” Heather responded codly before exiting the store.

Eric who had watched the exchange from the cashier’s desk walked over to Spencer. “It’d be safe not to mess with her Spence,” he cautioned.

“I was already in a bad mood and I tried to be nice to her and all but,” Spencer paused and took a deep breath. “She rubs me the wrong way.”

“Maybe we should talk to Clay about getting another opening act,” Eric suggested.

Spencer shook her head, “I think I should apologize,” the blonde replied.

“You’re not going over there alone,” the driver warned. “I’ll come with you.”

“Fine,” Spencer agreed before leaving the store and heading for the second bus.

***

Ryan slowly walked into the back bedroom. “What’s going on,” he asked taking a seat next to his crest fallen best friend.

“I told Spencer I didn’t know if I wanted to have kids with her and she stormed out of here and told me not to follow her,” Ashley whispered.

“Well,” Ryan shrugged. “Do you want to have kids?”

“I don’t know,” Ashley replied. “It’s just … the thought of a little me running around scares the hell out of me. I don’t want to have to deal with all that craziness.”

“Did you ever stop to think about any little Spencers running around,” the bass player questioned.

Ashley smiled, “That would be pretty cool.”

“So you are open to the idea of kids?”

“Maybe,” she sighed. “I should’ve told Spencer that huh?”

“That would’ve been smart,” Ryan chuckled.

“I should tell her now huh?”

“Even smarter.”

Ashley patted his shoulder and stood from her seat. “I’ll go do that now.”

***

Spencer and Eric stepped on to the bus. The blonde didn’t see Heather. She turned to a crew member sitting at the table, “Is Heather here?”

“She went for a walk,” he replied. “She’ll be back soon though. You can wait in her room if you want. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind?”

Eric nodded and escorted Spencer to the back room. When they stepped inside the bedroom they noticed an open laptop sitting on the bed. Eric being the nosy person he is went to look at the screen.

“Eric, stop that,” Spencer chastised.

“I can’t help it,” Eric said in a mock terrified voice. “It’s as if my hands have a mind of their own. Somebody stop me!”

“Eric,” the blonde warned.

He moved the mouse taking the computer off of sleep, “I just want to see …” His eyes widened as he looked on at the screen. “What the hell?”

“What,” Spencer asked.

Eric turned the screen towards the blonde. “It’s your bedroom on the bus,” he replied.

“What,” Spencer gasped taking a closer look.

“Look,” he said pointing at the screen. “She’s has pictures of you two at different hotel rooms too. There’s got to be over a thousand photos and videos here.”

Suddenly they heard the bedroom door slam. They both turned to see a fuming Heather standing with her arms crossed. “What are you doing?” She questioned.

“I was just checking my e-mail,” Eric rushed out. “We’ll be leaving now.”

“You’re not going anywhere,” Heather hissed pulling out a switch blade.