Six years. It's been six years since the last text message. Six years since the last near death experience. Six years since their tormentor had been found and locked away for good. It's been six years since Toby Cavanaugh had been in Rosewood last. After -A had been caught, the girls graduated high school, and plans were made, everyone went their separate ways. For the first couple of years, everyone kept in touch. Still today, the gang keeps in touch, but it's not the way it used to be like back in high school.
Summer Of 2014
Caleb turned up the volume on his stereo and everyone started dancing. The whole gang was celebrating the girls graduating high school and everyone getting out of A's, Charles's torture alive. The whole gang is here including; Aria, Hanna, Emily, Spencer, Toby, Jason, Alison, Caleb, Ezra, Mike, and even Mona. That's right, the six girls came together and became friends. They spent their graduation party drinking, dancing, and talking about where they will be years from now. Everyone has plans of their own. Caleb is going to work for the FBI working as a technology hacker. Hanna wants to go a community college and be a magazine reporter. Aria has an internship in New York City for a magazine company taking cover pictures. Emily is going to travel around before going to college. Turns out she has been saving up for trips since she was in the 7th grade. Ezra is following Aria to New York. He gave up his career choice of ever becoming a teacher again. Instead, he's going to start writing children's books. Jason is moving to Philly at the end of the month. He got hired for a job as a contractor. Mona said she plans on taking classes at Yale to become a physiatrist. Mike still has to finish high school, so that's his plans for right now. Alison decided to become a fashion designer. She will be living in Paris for six months studying everything there is to know about fashion.
As for Spencer and Toby? We'll they're just trying to figure out what they should do about their relationship. Spencer Isn't sure where she will go to college or what she will do after. Her friends have gotten into arguments about what she will end up doing. Half of them think she'll become a lawyer just like her parents and the other half think she'll be an interior designer like she dreamt about since middle school.
"Hey, Jason!" Caleb shouted over the loud music and voices.
"What?"
"You bought the beer, right?"
Jason held up all the cases of beer he got. He got three boxes of twelve packs. That should be enough for the group. If not, they can always sneak some liquor from the Dilaurentis's liquor cabinet. Over in the Hastings backyard they have a bonfire going. The whole graduation party is taking up both the Dilaurentis's yard and the Hastings's yard.
"Hey, where's Spencer?" Aria asked.
Aria is standing by the fire with Ezra, Emily, and Alison. No one has seen Spencer for the last thirty minutes. Hanna is over by Jason along with Caleb, Mona, and Mike. Come to think of it, they haven't seen Toby around either.
"I wonder where they are," Emily said.
Meanwhile in Toby's truck; Toby let out a loud moan as Spencer climbed over the seat to straddled his waist. He brought his hands up to grip at her back trying to pull her closer to him. Like they could get any closer than they already are. Well, they could get closer if they took their clothes off. Spencer's hands already started working on tearing off the buttons on Toby's shirt. She got the first two off and has three more to go. It's a long, working process to do while they're kissing and doing other things.
They came out here to talk. That was their original plan. Then Toby turned on the radio to help with the frequent long pauses and their song came on. Their song is Chasing Cars. This song played about a year ago when they were sitting by Spencer's fireplace talking about what Toby plans to do after getting his GED. This song played and they started making out. When they came into his truck tonight to talk, neither one of them expected for this song to come on. They tried to keep things subtle and really talk things through, but when their song came on, they locked eyes, the world stop spinning, and it went on from there. It Isn't clear who made the first move, but now here they are trying take each others clothes off.
"Finally."
Spencer said when she finally managed to get his shirt off. His shirt slipped off his arms and then back around her waist. Spencer's wearing a skirt, so he doesn't even have to take it off all the way. Spencer pulled down his pants and boxers to about half way down his legs. He took off her panties and pulled her skirt up around her stomach and started humping her. Spencer reached around Toby and gripped the back of his seat. He's humping her good and hard and Spencer's enjoying every second of it. They know they'll have to make it quick before their friends coming looking for them. That should be no trouble. They've had quickies before. One time they had a quicky in Toby's office at work during his fifteen-minute lunch break. It was the best lunch break he ever took.
"Oh, Toby. Oh, god Toby!"
Spencer's voice came out all breathy and high pitched. That is how she often sounds during sex. A Little secret that Toby has, he loves hearing her say his name like that. He loves knowing that he can get that reaction out of her just be humping her brains out.
"A few more seconds, baby," Toby breathed. "Aw fuck."
"Toby. Toby! Toby! Yes! Yes! Oh, Toby!"
Just like that, Spencer was off like a rocket. When they were finished, Spencer got off of Toby's lap and they started getting dressed. Toby turned off the radio just in case another one of their songs came on. Now that they got out their sex drives, they prepared themselves for a serious talk.
"So," Toby spoke up.
"So."
"Not that I'm complaining about having sex but is that the only reason you pulled me in here?"
"Well," Spencer sighed. "No, I want to talk to you about something that's really important and can affect us both including our relationship."
"What? Spencer, you're scaring me."
"It's nothing bad," she said trying to calm him down. "Or I hope things don't turn out bad between us."
"What is it?" He asked.
"I think I've figured out what I want to do with my life."
"Which is?"
"I want to be a sober coach."
That took Toby by surprise. He never thought of her becoming a sober coach. He's always pictured her working for a big company.
"A sober coach? Spencer are you sure that's what you want to be?"
"I'm sure," she nodded. "A lot of people struggle with alcohol and drug issues. I regret to admit that I am one of those people. I thought maybe how wonderful it would be that people could work with somebody who has had a problem before. They deserve to have someone who knows what they're going through and what it is like. Drug addictions are horrible things to get into and I wanna help people."
"Spencer," Toby kissed her softly. "You are an amazing woman for wanting to do that, you know? I'm glad you've found your career choice and it could be a good one for you. I say go for it. Be who you want to be."
She smiled, "thanks, Toby." Then her smile faded as she said, "but this is where the hard part comes in."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm going to a college that teachers well on human behavior."
"Okay, and where is that?"
"The schools in France."
"Oh," was all Toby could say.
"Look, Toby, I know you've had dreams about quitting your job as policemen and going to a business school in Connecticut and I want you to do that. You don't have to follow me to France."
"What if I want to follow you to France?"
"Toby," Spencer said. "We both know that you don't want to do that. You've already registered for classes at that school in Connecticut and you should go there."
"Like I've said Spencer, I won't be able to get used to you being an ocean away. I want to be with you. I can cancel those classes and go with you to France. We can live together in some small French apartment. I don't want to be away from you."
"Toby," she put a finger on his lips to shush him. "This isn't a breakup. I don't want to be away from you either, but we have been apart before. Each time we've always found our way back to each other. We're like two magnets. We can make things work and still be an ocean away. I believe we can."
"And what if we don't?" he asked sadly.
Spencer leaned forward and pressed a long, passionate kiss on hips lips. She pulled away after a minute and framed his face in her hands. She looked him right in the eye and said.
"I love you. I will always love you. We just have to take this chance. We won't know if things will work out until we try. If we love each other enough, we can make it work. Go to Connecticut and take classes at that business college. Go live your dream, I'll live mine, then we'll come back together and finish living out our dreams together."
He copied her movements and cupped her face.
"Is this really what you want to do?" She nodded. "Okay. You'll go to France and I'll go to Connecticut."
"And we'll be the best long distance couple the world has ever seen," Spencer said.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
They leaned forward and kissed again. And again. And again. And a. Uh, well, you get the point. They spent the rest of the night kissing each other and making up for lost time that they'll have in the future.
Year, 2020, November 2nd
Things didn't work out between Spencer and Toby. They tried to make the long-distance relationship work, but they couldn't. They kept missing each others calls, they never had time to visit each other, and things just got complicated. They both agreed that if timings on their side things will work out and they'll get back together. As of now, they are still friends and write each other every now in then. That's how they've been keeping in touch with their other friends as well. That's what brought Toby back to Rosewood. He's been living in Connecticut for the last six years. Then, out of the blue he got an email from Emily asking if they could talk. She said she was coming back to Rosewood to visit her parents and since Connecticut Isn't too far, she thought they could find time to catch up. Emily also mentioned that since Hanna and Caleb live in New York, they will be dropping in for a visit.
Toby pulled up into a parking space of the old brew they spent so much time at when they were teens. He's now twenty-five and started his own carpeting business. He took the keys out of the ignition and hopped out of his tan truck. Emily sat inside waiting at a both. She peeked her head up just in time to catch Toby walking in. His eyes scanned the crowd until they found Emily's. Once he found her, he smiled and walked towards her. Emily stood up and they hugged for a good solid minute.
"You look good, Emily," he said, as they sat, down across from each other.
"Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself."
It's true, they both turned out pretty good. Emily is twenty-four now and her hair is a little shorter and darker. She settled down in Maine about two years ago and got a job as a second-grade teacher. She's doing well for herself. So far Emily hasn't had any serious relationships. Toby's hair seemed to be darker and longer since the last time Emily saw him. It's not long like it was in high school, but it's gotten longer since the last time she saw him.
"How are you doing?" She asked.
"I'm doing well. About a year ago I started my own business and since then my company has constructed a total of fifteen houses. It's not much, but it's a start."
"Sounds like things are really moving for you."
"They are," he said. "How are things going for you?"
"Good. I like working with little kids. During the summer, I work at the YMCA teaching swimming lessons to kids from ages 4 and up."
"Wow, swimming lessons. Are you okay to do that you know with your arm and everything?"
Emily nodded, "I've been checked out and all doctors said I'm good as long as I don't do any hardcore stuff."
"Oh, well, that's good. That is really good."
"I'm glad you agreed to meet with me today."
"Me too. May I ask why?"
Emily bit her lip, "It's just, the whole gang hasn't been together in six years. I thought since Hanna and Caleb are coming tomorrow and Aria and Ezra are in Philly. Maybe we could work on bringing the gang back together for a reunion."
"Emily that's a great idea!" Toby exclaimed.
"Yeah, but there's a small problem. Everyone has agreed to this, but one and I think you can guess on who."
"Spencer," they said at the same time.
"I figured she would be hard to convince," Toby said. "Maybe I could call her and see if I can get her to come."
"You see, Toby that's the problem. Nobody knows where Spencer is anymore?"
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"When was the last time you've heard from Spencer?"
"She sent me a letter about four months ago."
"Did she leave a return address?"
He shook his head, "no."
"Have you talked to her?"
"Spencer and I haven't spoken on the phone since New Year's Eve."
"Neither have we," Emily said.
"What?"
"Aria and Hanna too. We all haven't spoken to Spencer since New Years Eve. Nobody knows where to find her. Not even her parents know where to find her. You're the only one Spencer's contacted in any way in the last several months."
"You mean, Spencer hasn't written any of you guys?"
Emily shook her head. Now, Toby is worried. If no one's seen or heard from Spencer in awhile then something could have happened to her.
Okay, this is a new story I'm thinking about writing. It's about the PLL time jump. I'm not sure what's going to happen, but this is just my creative mind taking over. All I know is that Toby and Emily have a scene in 6x11, so I wrote that in. As of now, nobody knows where Spencer is. Where could she be? Will she ever return to Rosewood or has she already? Ten reviews telling me to keep going and I'll update soon!
