A/N ~ I've been wanting to write this for a while, but I've been busy with my other stories and school stuff and all that shizzle. I'll probably put up this chapter and then put it on a short hiatus while I finish Mean Witches, and then I'll continue this, but I really love this idea. What do you think? Should I continue, or is this a rubbish idea? I plan on it getting more mysterious, but obviously this is the prologue and occurs 15 years before the rest of the story. In the next chapter, Allie will be 15 (nearly 16) and trying to find out more about her parents and what happened to them.

Summary:
Based very loosely on the book 'Dead Time' by Anne Cassidy. When their daughter was 6 months old, Toby and Spencer Cavanaugh dropped her off at Emily's house before skipping town. 15 years later and Alexandra Cavanaugh has yet to hear from them. With the help of a mysterious box of her parents' old mementos in the Attic and her best friend Maya McCullers, can Allie uncover what happened to them?

Right. So here's a guide to the liars' children:

Spencer and Toby
Alexandra Marion Cavanaugh – 15 years old

Hanna and Caleb
No children at the moment (I may make her get pregnant later in the story, possibly)

Emily and Paige
Maya Alison McCullers (biologically Emily's) – 15 years old

Aria and Ezra
Caspian Atticus Fitz – 4 years old

"Spencer? Toby? What's the matter? What's wrong?"

It was 2 o'clock in the morning, and Emily Fields had just opened the door to find her two best friends standing on her porch in the pouring rain. Spencer's hair was sticking to her face and Toby was wearing a sombre expression on his face while the rain trickled down his cheeks, yet the baby in Spencer's arms was fast asleep, her rosebud lips slightly puckered and her eyelashes dark and heavy on her porcelain skin.

"Have you been getting them again?" Spencer's tone was urgent, and Emily knew she couldn't lie to her friend, not even in the panicked state she was in.

"Yes."

"When? How many?"

The first one had come in about 4pm the previous day. Emily had just had an argument with Paige about their 4-month-old daughter, Maya. Maya was biologically Emily's daughter; therefore Emily had insisted that Maya should take Paige's surname. The argument itself wasn't that relevant: Paige had wanted to start taking Maya to baby swimming classes when she was six months old, whereas Emily had wanted to wait until she was a year old and then see if she wanted to start swimming classes. They had since made up, but right after Paige had stormed off to town, Emily's phone had chimed. Even though it had been 5 years since Mona was unveiled as 'A', Emily and her friends still got goose-bumps every time their phones chimed, and as she grabbed her phone off the kitchen counter, her worst fear was confirmed:

Hey Em, long time no see! I have much to catch up on; lucky I'm so good at multitasking! –A

The text held no threat, and Emily and her friends had received so many fake 'A' texts since the night of the masquerade ball that the words on the screen only slightly scared her. But the second text that came through the next morning convinced Emily that this person, whoever they were, wasn't playing around:

Good morning, baby mama! I spy another naughty little liar for me to watch! You better do as I say, or you might find your bundle of joy vanishes while your back is turned. Luckily for me babies love dolls, and I have plenty of those... –A

She hadn't told Paige about either of the two messages, and had kept Maya within her sight all day, not taking her eyes off her for a minute, she was so paranoid. Even now she had Paige holding Maya as she slept... or didn't, as she heard Maya starting to wail upstairs, and the sound of Paige trying to hush her back to sleep.

"I got one last night and one this morning. Have you got any?"

Spencer and Toby exchanged a worried look "We got a couple this morning and another about an hour ago."

"Oh. Wait – we? As in both of you have been getting texts from –A?"

"Yes. That's why we need to talk to you."

Emily was confused. "Okay. But how do you know this isn't some idiot trying to prank us? It could just be a coincidence."

"I don't think it is. Last night when we were in the hot tub, Toby says he saw someone wearing a black hoodie watching us from over the fence."

Emily shivered. "That's creepy, but how do you know it was actually 'A'?"

"We've been speaking to Mona." This time it was Toby who spoke. "She knows a place in Montecito where one of the 'A's has been staying, ready to kill Caleb's mom if necessary. We're going to go up there and try and find out more so we can try and stop this for good."

"What about-"

"Well, we were kind of wondering if you could look after her, just until we get back. We can't bring our baby into all this mess, and it'll be easier to track down and find out who this 'A' is if we don't have her with us." That was Toby again.

"I can't, Spence. 'A' has already threatened my baby, and I couldn't keep two safe from 'A'. I need to be able to keep watch on Maya all the time. I'm already starting to feel like 'A' myself. You can't trust me with your baby too. Try with Hanna or Aria."

"You know I love both of them, but Hanna could look after a baby like she could wear the same clothes for a year, and you know how well Aria babysitting Malcolm went. He ended up in hospital with a split chin. Please Emily. You're the only one we'd want to look after our baby." Toby nodded in agreement, and Spencer turned on the 'lost puppy' face. "Please Em. Please look after Allie for us."

She couldn't take it anymore. "Okay. Of course I'll look after her for you. Just maybe sure you stay safe and alive, okay? I'll miss you so, so much." She reached up to hug Toby and then Spencer, tears forming in her eyes and she took the sleeping baby from Spencer, holding her careful to make sure she didn't wake up. "I mean that, okay? I need the other halves of Team Spemily and Team Tobily to stay strong. I know you can do this. Make sure you phone every so often. Do Hanna and Emily know you're leaving?"

"Not yet. But I'll tell them. My parents and Melissa know we're going, but they think we're going on holiday, and we're taking Allie with us, so don't correct them, okay? Jason knows the truth. Well, except for the whole 'A' part." Spencer hugged her again, and then Toby joined in, so the whole thing became a kind of three way hug. Then Spencer wiped her eyes with the tip of her sleeve and leaned down to kiss the baby's forehead. "Goodbye, Alexandra Marion Cavanaugh. Mommy will always love you. Never forget that." She stroked the baby's cheek, and then Toby leaned down to do the same. "You stay here and stay happy and remember, no matter how long it takes, we will come back for you. Someday this will all be over, and we can live a normal and happy live. Goodbye, Allie." He gently held the baby's hand, and then he and Spencer held hands and started back towards the curb.

"I'll miss you two," Emily said again, watching them go. She felt like someone in a film, watching her two best friends walk away from her and their only child, to go save their friends and end this once and for all. It was a move only Spencer and Toby would make.

She watched them get into Toby's tan truck and rev the engine. Both of them were waving and crying and trying to keep wobbly smiles on their faces as they drove away and out of sight.

Emily waited until she couldn't see them anymore, and then she let the tears fall down her face, forgetting they would land on the baby's forehead. She looked down, and saw Allie looking up at her, neither crying nor smiling, just gazing at her with Toby's crystal blue eyes. As if she knew what had just happened. Just seeing those eyes was enough to pull her over the edge, and she took the baby, who had Spencer's dark hair and Toby's eyes and the cleft in the chin that both of her friends shared, and she held her close and sobbed into Allie's soft hair.

After all, that would be the last time she would ever see Toby and Spencer.

Dun dun duhh! I do plan to continue this, I have it all planned out (Well, mostly), so stay tuned!