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WARNING: GRAPHIC REFERENCES-RAPE-MAY BE TRIGGERING

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Spencer was married to the one and only Wren Kingston. She was Mrs. Kingston. Although it was not really what she was wanting, she married him. Her parent were the ones to push the marriage on her after she got pregnant with his child. She lost the baby due to stress and malnutrition, the doctors said that is it wasn't her fault. Spencer's body was not capable of carrying a child at her weight and age. She went into a deep depression, thinking that her body was never going to be able to carry a child.

Toby had been her childhood best friend and always had a small crush on her. They never talked about being more than friends. Spencer also had a crush on him but never admitted it. He has always been there her.

"Spence, honey, I'm home." Wren say his jacket down and kissed her forehead.

"Hi, I'm making chicken parmesan for dinner." She said with the best fake smile she could muster up.

"Thank you. You know that you don't have to always make me dinner." He got the water out of the fridge. "I mean I could come home and make you dinner sometime."

"I promise it's fine. I enjoy making you dinner."

"Come here," he said seductively.

She hated this, but she had to make sure that he didn't notice that she was having sex with someone else. Spencer was not a fan of having sex with him, should couldn't even get aroused for him. He pulled her into the bedroom and began to unbutton her shirt. She closed her eyes and endured the initial pain and suffering of the sex that she had to agree with.

After dinner she cried herself to sleep, curled in a ball with her face in the pillow so her unwanted husband would hear.

At about two o'clock she woke up and laid in bed for an hour contemplating if she should leave. That would be the best possible thing to do, being pregnant and being with Wren could be dangerous. He had left marks on her and they weren't marks you left on someone during sex. He pushed in against the wall one night when he got a little too drunk, she didn't make his stake right so he hit her with a belt that left marks that were more than likely not going to go away.

She always that it was her fault that he was beating her, she understood that she could report him. Although if she did this, the court could revoke it and then everything would just get worse. They were planning on moving into Toby's loft once she got a chance to get away. They had been working on this plan for a while now.

She got out of bed and got as much clothes as she could get into a good sized duffle bag. She packed for a couple of nights, she had a few t-shirts over at Toby's place that she had been bringing over every time she visited. After getting enough clothes and her makeup along with other small things that she needed to live with someone, she headed out the door not looking back at house.

"Hey Toby I'm on my way over," Spencer said trying to hold in the tears.

"Okay baby, I'll see you in a few minutes," Toby said on the phone.

She told him that she was going to try and leave that night, luckily Wren was not a husband that checked her phone. That is one of the things that he didn't do. He thought she was someone that was no one, he thought she was trash. Toby thought the opposite, he thought she was the world. They knew they were deeply in love.

She pulled into the driveway and ran up the stairs. She didn't even half to knock, he gave her a key to be able to sleep if it gets too bad at goths house. Spencer told that it was Aria's house key because she has a little girl that Spencer sometimes babysits for her.

*two days after Spencer comes to the loft*

Spencer has been at Toby's loft for two days and she hasn't heard anything from Wren. Usually Wren had to go to long forsaking meetings.

"I have to go to work baby, will you be okay at home alone?" Toby asked pulling his shirt over his head.

"I'll be fine," Spencer promised.

"Okay, I love you," he kissed the top of her head and headed out the door.

On the way down the stairs he could see Wren's pathfinder sitting in front of the Brew. Toby stopped in his tracks and thought does he know that it's me that Spencer is with? He walked through the parking lot to his car, he looked behind him and Wren was coming near his car. Toby turned around and squared his shoulders to make him look tougher.

"So, have you talked to Spencer?" Wren continued. "She left me the other night."

"Oh yeah she is up in my loft." Toby murmured.

"Oh do you think you can send her down?" Wren continued with the questions.

"Umm….no I have to get to work." Toby said coldly.

Toby turned around and unlocked his truck door, Wren reached into the back of his pants. He pulled out a fully loaded handgun. Wren pointed the gun at Toby and fired, Toby fell to the ground holding his abdomen.

Spencer jolted to the door, she heard the gunshot. She ran outside and saw Toby laying on the ground in a puddle of his own blood. Tears pooled in her eyes, she ran out of the house and ran over to Toby. She pulled her phone out and called 911.

"911, what's your emergency?" said the women over the phone.

"Please, help my boyfriend has been shot in the abdomen," Spencer sobbed.

"Just put pressure on the wound and wait for the ambulance."

Spencer hung up the phone and did just what the dispatcher said. The ambulance came just a few minutes later, they put him on a gurney and the only thing that is going through Spencer's head is please be okay, please be okay. The tears that have been pooling are now pouring down her face, she never lets go of Toby's hand until they are at the hospital.

The doctors told her to wait and they would have to take him into surgery, after the surgery she could see him but it may take him a while to wake up. Spencer just remembered that she is pregnant and has to calm down, she imagines Toby whispering in her ear, "stress is bad for the baby," he would tell her this when she got too worked up.

"Mr. Cavanaugh is out of surgery, would you like to come and see him?" Dr. Alex asks Spencer, waking her from her daydreams.

"Yes, please. Is he okay?" Spencer asks.

"He is as good as it is going to get right now." He tries to lighten the mood.

Spencer nods and gets up from the uncomfortable chair, when she walks into her room he is hooked up to many machines. Spencer breaks down once again and two cops come into the room.

"Ma'am can we ask you a few questions regarding the shooting." One of the cops asks.

"Um I just heard the gunshot but I didn't see anybody." She sniffles and continues, "when I came out it was just Toby on the ground." She points towards Toby on the hospital bed. The other cop writes down everything that Spencer is saying.

"Okay, thank you. When Toby wakes up do you mind that we ask more questions about him?" the first cop asked.

A few seconds later Toby mumbles something incoherently, he says it again. "Wren Kingston." Spencer looks back up at the cop and smiles.

The cops nod at each other and leave the room without saying anything, Spencer turns and kisses Toby on the forehead.

"Toby, you scared me," Spencer looks into his eyes.

"Hey baby, it's okay. I'm here," Toby promises.

Toby and Spencer talk about what happened while he was in surgery, she stands up and walks into the bathroom. When she stands up Toby sees something on her butt.

"Spencer I think something happened." Toby said nodding towards her butt.

Spencer gets the gesture and stands up and walks into the bathroom, in her underwear is a lot of blood.

"It's not time yet, Toby," Spencer yells through the bathroom door.

"What is something wrong?" Toby sounds concerned.

Spencer comes out of the bathroom with tears brimming in her eyes again and runs out of the room without saying anything to Toby.

So there you go, it's the first chapter of this fanfiction. I am kind of using another writer's idea but I DO HAVE PERMISSION to do so. I hope you like it! Tell me if you like it and what you think is going to happen!