Hey guys! This story came to my mind when I was re-watching 1st season's finale. Here I've decided to change some stuff, actually I'm changing everything after they see Ian's body is story is centrated in Spencer, but you will also see the other girls.

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CHAPTER 1- Spencer's POV

Nothing was making sense. The fact that he tried to kill me,the fact that I was alive, the fact that he should be dead, the fact that A saved me, the fact that now, there was nothing to prove it.

Did he really get up and walk away, like if it was a normal day? I laughed at my own thought. No way. I saw him die. I saw him, his body,lying there, lifeless. Right? I couldn't be doubting what I saw. If I didn't believe myself, who would?

A cop told us to get inside his car. Great, we were going to spend the rest of this awful night answering stupid questions and hearing people say they think we're lying.

We got inside the car, Hanna in the passenger seat and Em, Aria and I in the back seat. I was shaking badly, I was still a little scared and now, I had to worry about what the heck had happened to Ian's body.

"Are you alright?" Emily asked, a worried look on her face.

"Uh yeah I'm just tired, don't worry."

"Spence, you almost died. You can be scared, there's nothing wrong with that."

I was about to say that I wasn't scared, but Emily and Aria hugged me, and I finally relaxed and let myself go.

Minutes later, we arrived to the police station.

"Okay girls, you're going to answer some questions. Please come in and wait."

"Wait a minute" I said. "If you're questioning us, at least we need a lawyer."

"That's why I am here".

We turned to see my dad, with a serious look on his face. The cop left us alone in the waiting room with him.

"I want you to be completely honest with me. What happened in the bell tower tonight?"

"It's simple dad!" I said annoyed. "Ian tried to kill me! And then, he fell!"

I rolled my eyes, upset. Maybe I wasn't telling the whole truth, but I couldn't say A had saved me.

"Spencer, come on! Stop lying!"

Emily chimed in: "She is telling the truth Mr. Hastings! She called me, and we heard her screaming, Ian threatening her-"

"Seriously, stop it guys. I want to help you, but there's a missing "body", you're making false murder attempt accusations, you're worrying everyone. Tell the truth now, where's Ian?"

I stood up. "First, it is not a false murder attempt! He tried to kill me! Do you realize I could be dead right now?" Saying it made tears stream down my face.

"Spencer-"

"No, listen to me for once in your life!" I yelled. "Second, do you call `helping´accusing us from lying? You didn't even hear Emily! You don't even mind about the evidence!"

"There is no evidence Spencer Jill Hastings! And don't talk to me in that tone!"

"What about the phone call? And my bruises? And Ian being missing? Huh? What's that? Insignificant stuff?

No, wait, don't even answer, everything involving me is insignificant right?"

"What are you talking about?" My father yelled back.

"If Melissa had almost died tonight, you'd be doing the impossible to put the guy in jail, or in hell! You wouldn't even question her, you would protect her!"

"This has nothing to do with your sister!"

"Of course it does! It was her freaking oh-so-perfect husband who nearly murdered me! It's her you are helping right now! All you want is to find Ian, to make Melissa happy! And who cares if you're in my funeral tomorrow? At least she'll have company!"

By now I was out of control, crying unstoppably. I had said stuff I had wanted to say for years. My father looked stunned.

Aria took my arm softly. "Spence, breathe, breathe. It's okay."

"No it's not!" I said sobbing.

My father sighed. "Spencer, come over here for a minute."

"No! I don't wanna talk to you!"

He sighed again, louder. "Well, I'll talk to the investigators."

"Can we leave?" Hanna asked.

"No, not yet. They still have to question you."

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An hour later, the police released us. It had been a torture, stupid questions, lying accusations, deceived looks. My dad had tried to help us after all, but he wasn't putting his best in our case. However, they had no reasons to arrest us or anything else right at the moment, so they let us go.

As I was walking outside the police station, I saw the only person I really wanted to see.

"Toby." I said, walking towards him.

"Spencer!" He yelled. "Are you okay? I heard about the bell tower and Ian…"

"Y-yeah, I guess I'm fine. No one believes us, and I could be dead, but yeah, I'm fine."

He shook his head and pulled me in a long hug. I started to cry once again. Damn, I had never cried so much in my life.

Toby kissed me and tried to comfort me. I was starting to feel better, to feel safe.

The girls' parents arrived and we said goodbye. I stood there in Toby's arms, hoping my dad would forget about me and just go home, or to the hospital to see his favorite. But, you know, hope breeds eternal misery.

Thanks for reading, I know I have to update my other story, I just had to write this though. Follow/Favorite, review if you want me to continue this. Love you all xoxo.