Hello all you PLL fans! Hope you read and review this because I really need motivation to carry on with this! Just before you starting reading, it's important later on that you know now that in this story, Toby wasn't revealed as A before this like in the show. I have a whole story planned out but I need to know what you think! Thanks in advance! - A (just kidding its me ;P)

In The Beginning

OR

Hey Jude

'OK, I said I'd do it!'

Spencer slammed her back door shut irritably and stormed into the kitchen. Her mother was sitting on one of the stools peacefully, sipping coffee. She rolled her eyes when she saw Spencer's face.

'Something wrong, sweetie?' she asked tiredly, offering her daughter a biscuit.

'Yes, mom! Something is wrong! Do you want to know what?' Spencer asked hotly.

'Of course I do.' Veronica sigh, taking a bite of the biscuit herself when Spencer brushed it aside.

'Hanna Marin! That's what's wrong! She and Caleb are having a date tonight, and they want me to drive them to Philly! On a Friday night!' Spencer thumped the counter to show how ridiculous of a request this was.

'Well Spencer, may I ask what exciting plans you have that would be spoiled by this devastating turn of events?' Veronica asked sarcastically.

'Umm…ordering pizza and watching Netflix. But that's not the point!'

'I see. Could you get to the point, dear? Only my coffee is getting cold and I need to stay awake this evening.' Veronica sigh, taking another gulp of her drink.

Spencer opened the fridge and stuck her head in uninterestedly.

'Why do you need to stay awake tonight?' she asked, pushing a carton of milk aside.

'Because Melissa is flying home. She's finished with her course and she's going to want a cooked meal on the table when she arrives here at god knows what time of the night!' Veronica ranted, swigging away at her coffee fiercely afterwards.

Spencer straightened up abruptly, banging her head on the door of the fridge in the process.

'Melissa's coming back from New York?' she asked tentatively.

'Yes.' Her mother snapped, 'I was hoping you two girls could get along for a few months?'

'Months? Why is she coming back? Don't they need her to go somewhere else?' Spencer cried.

Veronica sigh, peering at Spencer tiredly.

'Spencer, I didn't want to have to tell you this but Melissa was fired. Please don't bring it up or act like you know or rub it in her face.'

Spencer blinked at her mother twice before she answered.

'Mom, I would never do something like that!' she started but the look her mother gave her was enough to stop her carrying on.

'I wouldn't put it past you, Spencer. It's not like you haven't done worse things in the past.' Veronica glared, picking up the newspaper and flipping it open.

Spencer stood staring at her mother for a moment, eyes filling up with tears, but her mother had become engrossed in an article about finance, and didn't appear to realise she'd hurt her daughters feelings in anyway.

Grabbing a cereal bar from the fridge, Spencer rushed up to her room, hoping to call Toby or Emily and have them cheer her up for a while. Before she did so she noticed a pile of French homework waiting for her on her desk and spread the sheets out on her bed covers, reading over them half-heartedly. She was just thinking about how she hadn't had a message from A for a while when a loud crash sounded from next door.

Spencer shot to her window and peered across to the DiLaurentis house. Mrs DiLaurentis was standing in the window again, staring straight at Spencer. She was holding what Spencer could only guess was a hammer. Gulping nervously, she waved at the woman, and after what seemed like years Mrs DiLaurentis smiled and drew the curtains shut sharply.

Sitting back down on her bed shakily, she picked up her phone to call Emily and relay what had just happened when it buzzed in her hand. Spencer dropped it like she'd been electrified and it made a loud thud on her floor.

'Spencer! What are you doing up there? That Cavanaugh boy had better not be climbing in the window again!' Veronica called from downstairs.

'Mom! I'm not doing anything! I just dropped my phone!' Spencer called back irritably.

'Well it had better not be broken! That is an expensive object, you know!'

'Yes, and I paid for it!' Spencer muttered to herself, peering down at the phone on the floor cautiously.

She shook her head at her anxiousness. It wasn't like A was going to reach through the screen and grab her arm. It was probably just Toby texting to say he was finished at work. Or Aria asking her if they had English the next week.

Spencer reached down and picked it up, opening her messages hesitantly and breathing a sigh of relief when she saw it was only Hanna. Opening the message, she took a bite of her cereal bar.

Hanna Marin: SOS come over ASAP!

Grabbing her brown jacket from the back of her chair and sticking her feet back into her boots she flew down the stairs and was stopped by a stern looking mother.

'Spencer. Where are you going now? You've been home 2 minutes and you're off out again.' Veronica raised her eyebrows at Spencer.

'Look mom, I can't talk now, Hanna's got a problem!' Spencer gabbled, trying to push past her mother.

'Really? Would you care to enlighten me then, because all of your friends problems end up with me getting called down Rosewood police station for questioning?!' Veronica replied angrily.

'Mom seriously! She just wants to make sure I know where I'm going for this date of hers.' Spencer lied easily.

'Why can't she ask that over the phone?' Veronica enquired.

Why did her parents have to be lawyers? Spencer rolled her eyes, thinking fast.

'You're always telling me to get of my phone and speak to people face to face!' she cried triumphantly, ducking under her mother's arm and out of the back door.

Racing down the street, she glanced back at the DiLaurentis house. Jason was sitting on the porch, watch her run past. She waved at him as she had done to his mother and he nodded his head back at her. As she started to turn around she noticed Mrs DiLaurentis also watching her from a bedroom window. The woman's eyes were red like she'd been crying and she was clutching a piece of material in her hands.

Spencer slowed down to a stop and turned back around, looking straight at Mrs D, who disappeared almost immediately. She jogged back to where Jason was sitting, completely forgetting about Hanna for the moment.

'Hey Jason!' she smiled, throwing herself down beside him.

'Spencer.' Jason didn't smile back, but Spencer sensed he didn't mind the company. Jason didn't smile much anyway, and Spencer didn't blame him.

'How is your mother?' she asked carefully, studying his face for any sign of emotion.

'How is yours?' Jason asked in the exact same tone.

'Jason.' Spencer sigh, hitting his arm gently. 'Is she ok? Can I do anything to help?'

'She's the same as she was last week, Spencer. Why are you asking?' Jason said shortly.

This didn't deter Spencer, Jason was short with everyone.

'I'm just, you know, being neighbourly!'

'Are you sure your mother would like that?' Jason asked.

Spencer ignored his question, picking at a loose thread of her jeans distractedly. 'Jason?'

'Hmm?'

'How's your father?'

'My father? I'd have thought you'd have been able to answer that. You know, seeing as he's yours too.' Jason replied blatantly.

'Jason, don't be smart with me. You know what I meant.'

'I haven't the slightest idea, Spencer.' Jason lied.

Spencer glared at him reproachfully before rolling her eyes and giving in.

'How is Kenneth?'

'Kenneth is perfectly fine. What do you want, Spencer? And don't say you're being neighbourly.' Jason snapped.

'I was curious. Your mom seemed upset and I haven't seen Kenneth for months. I thought maybe-'

'-they divorced? You're smart, Spencer. That could be a good thing, or a bad thing. Depends on the situation.' Jason interrupted.

Spencer was silent for a few minutes. She wasn't shocked. Simply satisfied. She knew that was rather awful, but she liked getting answers and Jason knew that.

'And in this situation?' she asked eventually.

Jason looked her dead in the eye. 'In this situation it's a bad thing. A very bad thing, Spencer.'

He stared at her for a moment longer before standing up and leaving her alone outside on his porch. She was just about to carry on her way to Hanna's house when she noticed Jason had left a scrap of paper where he'd been sitting. She snatched it up quickly, reading it.

If you need anything, I'll be in shed behind the house. There's a gap in the fence in your garden. Knock on the wall 3 times. I'll answer.

Spencer frowned. Was this meant for her? Or had Jason wrote it for someone else. Glancing up at the front door, she contemplated going to give it back. She was sure she would have if she hadn't have been terrified of Mrs DiLaurentis answering the door.

She shoved the note in her purse and ran like a crazy woman until the house was out of site.

When she reached Hanna's, she knocked on the door with a shaking hand. She now allowed terrible thoughts to flood her mind about Hanna's text. What had happened now? Was it A? Her mother? Caleb?

Ashley Marin opened the door with a smile on her face, so Spencer mentally crossed her off the target list.

'Spencer! I expect you've been summoned by the Queen!' Ashley joked, and Spencer assumed she meant Hanna. 'She's upstairs, with Aria and Emily.'

'OK, thanks,' Spencer muttered, still in a panic about everything.

'You don't need to look so worried, dear! It's just a cancelled date and she has a breakdown, the drama queen!' Ashley rolled her eyes, guiding Spencer upstairs and into Hanna's room.

Hanna was sitting on the bed, mascara running down her face in streaks and wearing her old fluffy pyjamas. Aria was still next to her, rubbing her back and Emily was standing at the window, phone in hand.

'I'll fetch the chocolate, shall I?' Ashley sigh, and Hanna burst into a fresh set of tears. She left the room and immediately everyone began talking a once.

'Where have you been?'

'I was just about to call you!'

'What's going on?'

There was a couple of indecipherable mumbles from Hanna which Aria translated for Spencer.

'Caleb had to leave town so she's upset about missing her date.'

Spencer let out a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding in and sank down on the bed next to Hanna.

'God, is that all?' she asked, 'I was thinking more like Caleb's been buried in your back yard or your Mom's been accused of murdering another cop or-'

'Spencer, I don't really see how this is helping.' Emily raised her eyebrows and joined them on the bed.

'I'm just saying, we've faced worse than boyfriends leaving town!' Spencer sigh.

'So where have you been?' Aria asked as Hanna took deep breaths in between her sobs.

'I saw Jason, his mom and dad are divorcing.' Spencer told her three of them.

'No way!' Emily cried, leaning forward. 'What else did he say?'

Spencer hesitated. 'Umm… nothing. Nothing else. Mrs DiLaurentis was pretty upset about it. She was watching me in my bedroom from across the yard holding a hammer. I hate living next door to her.'

'She's one creepy lady,' Hanna said, her voice wobbling a little.

Hanna might have been a little too preoccupied to notice Spencer's glossing over of her and Jason's conversation but Aria and Emily weren't as upset as Hanna over Caleb's departure.

'That's all he said to you? What did you ask him to get him to talk?' Aria frowned.

'Nothing, it was a conversational topic.' Spencer replied airily, glancing down at her blank phone screen.

'What kind of weird conversation were you having for him to say that?' Emily asked suspiciously.

'Oh you know, normal my-dad-had-an-affair-with-your-mom stuff.' Spencer said sarcastically.

'You and Jason are weird.' Hanna mumbled.

Spencer rolled her eyes. 'Look guys my mom's texting me do you mind if I take off?'

'But you only got here like 5 minutes ago?' Hanna argued.

'It's already 6 o'clock and Melissa's back tonight-'

'Woah, woah, woah! When we you going to tell us this?' Aria cried.

'What's to tell? She's finished her course and she's probably flying home right now.' Spencer sigh, grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder.

'Why are you in such a rush?' Emily asked.

'I'm not! Its cold outside and I'm getting a headache.' Spencer lied. 'I need to lie down.'

'It's not cold outside, it's May!'

'Emily! Can you stop with the third degree already?'

'Fine. But have you guys had any texts from A recently?' Aria lowered her voice.

'Nope!'

'None.'

'Me either.'

'She must be on a break from torture.' Hanna sigh.

'Hmm. Well, I'd better be off!'

Spencer waved her fingers back at the confused trio and rushed back down Hanna's stairs and straight out of the front door.

She was home in two minutes and feeling quite sick having run the whole way back.

Her mother had started to peel potatoes and chopped carrots. She looked up hopefully when she heard the door but Spencer noticed she seemed disappointed when her youngest daughter.

'Expecting someone else, mom?' Spencer trilled, making her way to the bottom of the stairs.

'What? Oh, no, I thought you might me your father that's all. He must be working late again. Would you help me with the food?' her mother asked.

'I'm feeling a bit sick actually. Maybe I have the flu?' Spencer was telling the truth this time.

'Well, don't come near the stew then. Last thing I need is you spreading illnesses about the place.

Spencer nodded distractedly and jogged up the stairs.

She barely made it to the bathroom before she was spewing her guts out into the sink. Sitting on the edge of the bath, she ran a flannel under cold water and placed on her head. She had just closed her eyes when her phone buzzed in her bag from the floor.

What did they want now? Spencer thought, wondering if she'd left something at Hanna's by accident. Or maybe Toby wanted to meet up. Well she didn't feel like going anywhere tonight.

Reach out for her bag, she dug around inside until she found her phone and what she read made her ready to throw up again.

Unknown Number: I've left you a little present to help you feel better. It's on your pillow! Kisses, – A

Spencer scrambled out of the bathroom and yelled down to her mother.

'Mom! Was anyone at the house while I was gone?'

'No! Why, did you see something?!'

Spencer frowned at her mother's panicked answer. 'No I was just wondering!'

Making her way to her bedroom door, Spencer took a deep breath before pushing it open. Sure enough, there was a parcel tied with red ribbon sitting on her pillow.

She crept into her room, peering around cautiously in case there were any more surprises. When she was satisfied A wasn't hiding under her bed or in the closet, she reached out and opened the parcel. There was a letter and something else wrapped up. It was long and thin. Spencer hoped it wasn't a knife.

She unfolded the letter first.

Poor Spencer! Are you feeling poorly? You will be for the next few months! Congratulations, you and Toby will make lovely parents! Extra kisses for the little one! – A

Spencer cried out and dropped the paper as though it had burned her. If she had felt sick before it was nothing compare to what she felt now. She could hardly breath, the walls were closing in and hot tears were spilling over her eyelids.

She grabbed the package, tearing off the wrapping paper and started to sob when she saw what it was.

In her hand she held a pregnancy test.

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