Arthur’s POV

"Stupid lawyers! They can’t tell me that I can’t take Spencer away." The dark haired man mumbled to himself as he walked out of the fifth law office of the day.

He gets into his car and heads back to his hotel room.

I need to come up with a new plan. I will not fail my daughter. She will get the help she needs to cure her of this illness.

Pulling into his hotel parking lot, a light bulb goes off.

I have it. The perfect idea to help my confused daughter. I just need to call Mr. Snider to set it all up.

Arthur walks into his room, closing the door behind him. He picks up the phone and dials the number he knows by heart. After three rings, he answers.

"Mr. Snider. I have an idea, and I’m gonna need your help."

Spencer’s POV

Sunday night was the best night of my life. We danced underneath the stars for hours just talking to each other. I will never forget that night for the rest of my life. Afterwards, we walked home hand and hand. Our fingers intertwined. We fit so well together, like we where made for each other. I never really believed in soul mates until now. But I know believe that everyone really does have one. And I know that mine is Ashley. I know that and feel it with every fiber in my body. I don’t ever want to lose her.

Stirring from behind me breaks into my train of thought. Smiling, I remember that Ash is still asleep snuggled into my back. I guess spooning would be the best term to use.

Rolling over carefully, I don’t want her to wake up quite yet. I stare at her. She is so peaceful looking when she sleeps. I love her. She makes me happy. I hope I do the same for her.

"Morning beautiful" I whisper as her eyes flutter open in the morning light.

"Morning my love" she replies. Placing small delicate kisses to my eyelids, she pulls me even closer into her.

"Sleep well"

"That was the best night’s sleep of my life. I never want to wake up without you beside me again."