A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews! At first I was scared that no one would like it, but I feel more confident in my work now! Just for the record, I will not make a chapter that is just an author's note. I used to get annoyed when someone finally updates and then I see it isn't really a chapter. Also, I will update as soon as I can. Okay, onto the story!
Spencer (P.O.V)
It took me a week to gather up the courage to do this, but here I am, in front of Toby Cavanaugh's cell. To say I'm nervous would be an understatement. I am about 5 seconds away from running back to my car.
He probably wouldn't want to talk to me anyway. I have stood by and done nothing while Ali made his and everyone else's lives miserable. He'll want me gone right when I walk through the door, and I wouldn't blame him.
I enter his cell and he just looks at me and says, "Why?"
Toby (P.O.V)
Why is Spencer here? I don't think we have ever done more than exchange glasses. Is she here to rub it in? To say "Alison and her posse have gotten away with something once again?" What if she saw me and Jenna in the garage and is going to confront me about it?
We stand there in silence until she finally opens her mouth to speak, "I'm sorry" she says.
Spencer (P.O.V)
"I'm sorry," I say. "I know the fire wasn't your fault, and I hope you let me explain why. If you haven't already, I'll tell the police everything that really happened. You don't deserve to be here."
He looks at me with disbelief. Toby doesn't seem convinced. As if he is waiting for me to get to the punch line.
"Can you please say something? It wasn't really easy for me to come down here and I would understand if you would want me to leave."
I turn around, about to walk out when he steps in front of me, blocking my way. "You said you wanted me to let you explain, so explain."
A/N: I might update again today if you want, I just thought that this would be a good ending to a chapter.