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Spencer was numb as she made her way back home. Her mother wasn't home, and her father never was anymore, anyways. Jonny was gone. Toby was gone. She had lost everything. She wondered if this mess wouldn't have been made if A wasn't in her life. She got a message on her phone, from her mom.

Don't forget to pack your bags. Your flight leaves tomorrow, right in the afternoon.

She sighed, tossing her phone on her bed. Then, she began packing her suitcase full of clothes. She was spending the weekend in London. She wasn't sure if Melissa was still there, but that wasn't her reason for going, anyways. As strange as it was, Wren had gotten her a college interview with a prestigious school.

The next afternoon, she was meeting up with her friends before she left. She wasn't in the mood for A detective business. She was all worn out from the break up, as well as the constant drama in her romantic life and college life. Just her life in general felt complicated.

"She didn't commit this crime, and neither did Mike, now with what we know," Emily said, looking at the floor. "We can't let her rot in that jail cell. She doesn't deserve it. No one does. Not even her."

"We should visit her," Hanna suggested. "I've only been there once, but that was when I thought she was guilty. With a new thought in mind, I think it could be helpful. What does the brain think about the plan?"

Spencer looked up and said, "Hmm?"

"Spencer..." Hanna said, raising her eyebrows. "You're usually in hyperactive detective mode, and now you're zoning out. You always have an A plan."

"You guys can visit Alison, but I can't. Remember? I'm going to London for the weekend. I have my college interview there," Spencer reminded, scratching her head.

"I didn't know a little college interview distracts you this much. I didn't think anything could stop THE Spencer Hastings from playing major detective," Emily laughed. "Have you gotten to see Toby yet? You should probably head over to his place now if you want to give him a goodbye before you go."

"We're still not on the best of terms," Spencer muttered, even though she knew that was an understatement. "You know what? I have to go."

Hanna, Emily, and Aria were confused to why she was acting this way, but they didn't know how to stop her.

"I'm going to talk to her," Aria said, knowing she was the closest to Spencer. "She is really acting weird. Whenever she acts weird, it's always a sign. Remember? When she thought Toby was A? When she was on drugs again? There's something going on."

Aria followed her outside before she could get in her car. She grabbed the taller girl's arm, pulling her back, forcing her to stand face-to-face.

"Hey! What is wrong, Spence?" Aria asked, coaxing hazel eyes in place. "You can tell me anything."

Spencer started breaking down into tears. She unexpectedly pulled Aria in for a hug, letting her salty tears stain the hazel-eyed girl's blouse. Aria hugged her back, not caring that she didn't know what was wrong. All she knew was that her best friend was sad, and she wanted to be there for her.

"Did something happen with Toby?" Aria asked, pulling back from the hug.

"We... we broke up," she confessed, sobbing again. "He broke up with me last night."

"Oh, Spencer," Aria coaxed, stroking her back gently. "It's okay. It really is. He loves you. What happened?"

"We've been fighting ever since that knife fight. And he's been ignoring me for his police work. I've tried to confront him so many God damn times, but he never 'could do it'!" Spencer cried, shaking her head. "So, I started spending time with Jonny, the guy who used to live in my barn. But then Toby was a jackass to Jonny, and things got even worse. My mom kicked Jonny out, and we had to say goodbye. But then Jonny kissed me. And I went to confront Toby. I wanted to work everything out, but my concerns weren't being fixed. I confessed about the kiss to Toby, and he got pissed, and then he dumped me!" Spencer explained, still sobbing. "I feel like such a cheater!"

"Hey, it's fine," Aria promised. "He won't be mad at you forever. Do you like this Jonny guy? Where did he go?"

"Jonny isn't coming back. It doesn't matter if I like him," Spencer said, shaking her head.

"But do you?" Aria asked.

"No!" Spencer denied. "I love Toby. I always will. I just... I did have feelings for Jonny. But not because I really do like him. Because he was there for me when Toby wasn't. I wasn't sure if I wanted it to happen, because it was more a feeling of, if Toby isn't here, then I can flirt with another guy. But I regret it. I shouldn't have cheated on him."

"Maybe you should talk to him," Aria suggested.

"I don't think he'll look me in the eyes after what I've done to him," Spencer said, sighing. "I need to leave."

She got into her car, much to Aria's pleas for her to stay. She drove to Toby's loft, even though she knew that was a place she was no longer welcome. She was hoping that maybe he wouldn't be working at the police station for one minute. But she knew he was always working. She had to try anyways. She didn't want to lose him.

She knocked on the door of the loft, but nobody answered.

"Toby, please open up."

She assumed he was at work again. But she knew she needed to say something before she left. Suddenly, she remembered that Toby had given her a spare key, during that time that she stayed at his loft to get away from her dad. She nervously smiled to herself, unlocking the door with the key she got from her purse.

She looked around the empty loft. He wasn't ignoring her knocks, at least. The room was trashed. There were beer bottles everywhere. Liquor. Alcohol. She didn't even know that Toby was apparently an extreme drinker. She furrowed her eyebrows. She knew he wasn't an alcoholic. The only thing she could think of was the stress of his job and their break up making him drink, but she didn't know if he cared enough for that.

Her plan was to leave him a note. He would have to return to his loft after work at some point, and maybe an apology note would change his mind. Maybe he would give her one more chance to prove herself loyal. She didn't know, but she wanted to see what would happen. She wanted to take a risk.

She walked to the counter to get a pen out of his drawer, but then glanced over at the trash can. It wasn't like her to be a girl that dug through the trash can, but she couldn't help it when she noticed a bouquet of roses with an attached note in the trash.

I know I haven't been the best boyfriend lately, but it's all for you. There's nothing I want more than to protect you. I love you so much. Please let me make it up to you. Once this is all over, there won't be anything that I won't do to make it up to you. I'm always yours, Spencer.

-T

She started to tear up when she read the note. If she hasn't screwed up, Toby would have apologized to her with a bouquet of roses!? The only thing that made sense to her now was that he was absolutely pissed about her cheating, so he threw the flowers and note he got for her away, out of anger. And then he drank away all night.

She swallowed hard before grabbing a pen from the drawer, as well as a piece of paper. Without thinking, she scribbled down whatever thoughts and emotions came to head. It was about how sorry she was, and how she would do anything to fix them. She didn't want to read it over to herself, because she already felt mortified for writing it in the first place. Spencer fled his loft room, leaving the note on the kitchen counter.

"You're late!" Veronica yelled, urging her daughter to get in the car. "That Jonny boy really was a bad influence. Get in, I'll go grab your bag."

"He wasn't a bad person," she defended, turning around to face her mother.

"Spencer, we're not going to have this argument right now, whether he was your friend or not," Veronica warned. "You're going to miss your flight if you don't hurry up. Come on."

She did get in the car. Her mother came down with her suitcase, ready to drive her to the airport. She stared at her ticket to London, before remembering her conversation with Toby when they were having sex one time.

'If you ever go to London again, you're taking me with you, and we're never coming back.'

She said that to him. Sure, it was in the moment of passion, but still, she didn't think she would be flying to London alone. Or at least without saying goodbye to his face. She knew she wasn't expected to say goodbye to him, since they technically weren't dating anymore, but she still felt like she owed that to him.

On her flight to London, she couldn't stop thinking about Toby and Jonny. Maybe she couldn't be with Toby. He had done nothing to apologize for what he had done to her, whether he wrote that romantic note or not. Jonny pushed her on the edge. She had fun with him. She found her wild side for once. Toby wanted her to stay within the lines, never break the rules. She knew he just did that for her safety, but she wanted to have fun. She wondered what it would have been like to date Jonny for real. Would it have been an amazing relationship?