To Be Or Not To Be

AN: So I was a bit bummed with 6x10. It was not what I expecting at all and it wasn't a good surprise, well not for me anyways. This was supposed to be the Summer Of Answers but yet I am left with more questions than I did before. But I do have to give credit where credit is due and say all the cast did amazing especially Vanessa and Sasha but for me, it was a bit of an anti-climax. I decided to write my own season 6A to make me happy again with my theory. Hope you enjoy either way

Chapter One- Tainted

They had done it. After what felt like a lifetime but was in fact just under a month, the girls had escaped the dollhouse. The girls were sent to the hospital to check they were okay. They were fine physically but emotionally, they were drained, tired and they feared for their lives would never be the same.

For Spencer Hastings, it had caused her to visit some old demons. She had a history of over the counter drug abuse. It helped her sleep and relax but she knew it would mean letting A win. Charles she corrected herself quickly. A had a name and it was Charles DiLaurentis. She wondered who he was. Whether or not, he was another brother or if her father's infidelity stopped at the one love child.

It was 2am. She had tried to sleep but every time she closed her eyes, all she heard was screams; screams she could not control and the copy of her room. She was haunted by being her room so much she was retreated to staying at her boyfriend's for a few nights. She stood up from the sofa and went over to make a cup of coffee to her stay awake.

'Spence, it's the middle of the night, you don't need a buzz right now. Just come back to bed' she turned and saw her boyfriend, Toby Cavanaugh. She sighed, putting down the cup she was holding.

'I can't sleep. You know that, I need…' her voice trailed off, her head in her hands. He walked over to her, putting his arms around her. His bare chest was cold against her but she liked it. It was real. It made her feel at home; the little things she craved whilst in the dollhouse.

'I know and I am happy you are here instead off finding a fix but you can't replace one drug with another' he replied, kissing her forehead.

'Coffee is different and you know that' she told him, raising an eyebrow.

'You don't need it right now. Just come to bed and I'll hold you. If you fall asleep, you fall asleep, if you don't, that is fine too' he told her, lightly caressing her cheek.

'Are you going to make me talk about it?' she questioned, raising an eyebrow.

'Only if you want to. I'm not going to make you talk about it. Not until you are ready' she nodded, leaning forward and kissed him, briefly before heading back to bed, unaware they were being watched from outside the window.

Meanwhile, Hanna Marin was sat in her now empty room looking out the window. She was hell bent on redesigning her room since the mock copy in the dollhouse. Her room had always been her place of peace and she could not have it looking like her place of torture.

She had woken up from a nightmare of the dollhouse and did not want to go back to sleep. She had texted her boyfriend, Caleb Rivers, as he was the only one who could comfort her at the moment. She was surprised he was coming over. She had practically threw him out of the house before. Her coping methods were becoming unpredictable and she knew she could not push away the few people she had. There was a knock on the front door and she went rushing downstairs.

She dived on Caleb once she had opened the door. He responded with the same amount of pressure. He was solid and real. She knew she wasn't dreaming.

'Do you want to go for drive?' he asked, putting her down.

'Yes but where?' she questioned, turning back into the house to get her jacket and shoes.

'Nowhere in particular. We could go to the 24 hour fast food. You look like you could do with some food' she smiled and nodded, moving forward to kiss him briefly.

For Emily Fields, she just wished her dad was here. He was serving overseas. She also wished Paige, her ex-girlfriend, was here. Emily had woken up for a glass of water and realised she could not get back to sleep. She need someone, someone to hold her and tell her it would be okay. She remembered when she was fourteen, when she first realised she was in love with her best friend, Alison Dilaurentis, she had crawled into her mom's bed and cried on her. She did not tell her mother was wrong, she just held her whilst she cried to sleep. Emily had brushed it off the next day, blaming a boy and it was never spoke of again.

Right now, that was what Emily needed again. Her mom to just hold her again whilst she cried. She got out of her bed and headed across to Pam Fields room, knocking on the door lightly before pushing it open.

'Emily?' her mom said, sleepily.

'Sorry, Mom, did I wake you?' Emily asked, sighing.

'Not at all, what's wrong?' her mom asked, sitting up.

'Can I come and lay with you for a bit? I don't want to be alone' Emily replied, biting her lip.

'Of course, sweetheart' Pam told her.

Aria Montgomery had never known her little brother to care about her so much. He had taken guard outside her room. Something that made her laugh a little. Because someone could come and kidnap her through her window and he would be none the wiser. Her phone beeped and she jumped. She relaxed when she realised it was Ezra.

I hope you got off to sleep alright. I am here if you need anything.

She sighed. She was not sure what they were anymore. She loved him, more than life itself but she had bigger problems to deal with. She tried to switch on her laptop and realised she had left her charger downstairs. She tried to sneak past her brother but he was too quick for her.

'And where are you going?' he asked, standing up.

'Going for my laptop charger. Is that okay?' she questioned, crossing her arms.

'Yes. I'll come with you' he replied, standing up. She rolled her eyes and walked off.

'So what's with the haircut?' he asked, as she grabbed her laptop. She felt the back of her head with her spare hand.

'I don't want to talk about it' she replied, quickly before heading upstairs.

The following morning, Emily called in Spencer on her way to work. Everyone had tried to talk her out of going back to work so quickly but she ignored them. Toby had already left for work himself. Spencer was making coffee when there was a knock on the door. Confused, she answered to a flower delivery guy.

'That's sweet of Toby, sending you flowers' Emily said, as Spencer walked in with a dozen flowers.

'Yeah I don't think these are from Toby, Em' she replied, holding out the card with the flowers. Emily took it and read it out loud.

To be, or not to be, that is the question:

Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to suffer

The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,

Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles

Emily stared at the card when Spencer's phone buzzed. She looked at her phone on the side then back to Emily before picking up her phone, reading the text out loud.

Time to drop all masquerades but first you need to work out who I am.

-A