Hello! Here is the next installment of What The Heart Wants, but before I begin. I'm stealing fanfiction user outsid3r's thing and am now going to start replying to you guys' reviews. Thank you to the two people who reviewed! And also, thank you to all the follows and favorites. I appreciate you guys so much and I'm so glad you're giving me a chance!

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Chapter 2 - Isn't It Strange

Spencer Hastings and Alison DiLaurentis grabbed their coffees and looked for a place to sit, seeing as though it was lunch time and the place was absolutely filled with people. While Spencer was in her office looking over one of her cases, Alison had barged in and reminded her that they had a lunch date.

Alison was only in town for one more day before she had to head back to Philadelphia. The blonde girl had promised her friends that she would hang out with each one of them and Spencer was the last one left. Spencer and Alison had planned this lunch(coffee.) date two days ago but like always, Spencer was called in for work.

"There's a spot," Alison pointed with her free hand, "Over there in the corner!" The blonde hurried to the spot, Spencer following quickly behind. The gIrls sat down in the corner of the store, both of them breathing out a sigh of relief as two other people were headed for the same spot, "That two years of cross country did pay off."

Spencer scoffed, "You didn't even win anything your whole two years of participating in cross country, Ali." The girl laughed at her blonde friend's deathly glare and took a small sip of her coffee, "So uh, how's life?"

"That is the most awkward way to start off a conversation," Alison chuckled, leaning back in her chair and taking in her surroundings, "I can't believe this will be yours in a couple of months . . . all of this."

"All the credit goes to Cece . . . if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't even be thinking about buying this place." Spencer smiled to herself, her mind recalling the day that her former fling had suggested the idea of buying the Brew.

"Wow, and you guys actually gave her permission to write about it?" Cece asked, her blonde hair falling freely down her back, "That's so cool. I wish I had the ability to write anything. I can't even write a paragraph about myself."

Spencer laughed as she sat down on Cece's couch. "I mean, it's not that big of a deal. If Emily wants to write about what happened to us, she can. It happened to her too." The girl smiled softly to herself. "And plus . . . Even if we didn't want her to write it, we wouldn't have said it to her face."

"Why not?"

A blush formed on the brunette's cheeks, "Because we love her . . . I love her."

Cece smiled softly at the blush that was forming on her friend's cheek. Even though the two had a little thing so long ago, she was still happy for Spencer and they were still closer than ever. As much as Cece didn't want to admit it, she needed Spencer in her life and Spencer needed her.

Spencer would always come to Cece for help . . . with everything. Relationships, recipes, ideas on what to wear to a date( when Hanna was busy, of course.), and family problems. Without Cece, Spencer's girlfriend, Emily wouldn't have a job.

"You do understand she's leaving for the Olympics soon, right?" Cece spoke, knocking the brunette from her love daze. "Are you going to do something special before she leaves or do I have to do all the work by myself?"

Spencer ran her fingers through her hair and rested her elbows on her knees. "Okay, here's what I have planned; the girls and I decided on going to Florida for the holidays. I just wanted to take Emily to Disney World and out for dinner, which is not really going to be a dinner because—"

"Because you're going to propose." Cece's smile grew on her face at the idea of Spencer finally getting married. "That is the most predictable thing I have ever heard, but don't worry. Your plans might change." The blonde laughed to herself, patting Spencer on her leg, "I've been to Disney World before, so your plans might change."

"What makes you say that?"

Cece sighed to herself and grabbed something from the side of the couch, "You really need to install another room in your house . . . just for these." The store owner's face twisted into one of disgust as she held a book in her hand. "I'm so sick of you leaving these things around my house. Every time I clean, they are either on the floor or on the couch."

The lawyer smiled herself as she grabbed the book from Cece's hand, "I've been looking for this book." She flipped through the pages of the book really quickly before slamming it shut and placing it on the table in front of the couch, "The first chapter is really good. I haven't gotten to the rest of it yet."

"I've seen the movie, Fifty Shades of Grey," Cece's face beamed, "I can tell you what happens if you want to me."

Spencer shook her head quickly, a smirk growing on her face, "Emily and I have already seen the movie . . . now I want to read the book."

"God, you're such a pervert," Cece playfully punched the girl in her stomach, "Isn't it strange we spent like two months dating on and off and you're always coming to me about Emily?"

"Not really," The lawyer shook her head, "Why? Does that bother you or something? If it does, I'm sorry. I don't mean to—"

Cece placed a finger over the girl's lips. "Spence, stop. It doesn't bother me at all. As long as you're happy, I'm happy okay nerd?" The girl hummed against her finger and Cece removed her finger from Spencer's lips. "But seriously though, have you considered buying a library or a book store or something?"

Spencer closed her eyes and sighed, "Uh . . . Em and I talked about getting a little children's library where the kids can come and read books . . . oh! And it can also be a daycare where the parents are at work or have to run errands."

The blonde nodded her head slowly, "What about the Brew? My friend has been looking for someone to buy that place for years. He says he wants to open up something better than a coffee shop, but I'm like 'sweetie, nothing is better than a coffee shop.'"

"Oh yeah?" Spencer asked, her voice filled with excitement. "Why haven't I seen any signs up around Rosewood or even in the Brew itself?"

"Because he's scared that the place might lose its customers due to him wanting to sell it." Cece laughed at her friend's now confused face, "Let's just say he isn't the ripest apple on the tree."

"Wow," Spencer crossed her legs on the couch, "But I don't know anything about business management, I'm just a lawyer."

The blonde laughed softly while burying her head into Spencer's shoulder, "That's what you have me for, you geek."

End of Flashback.

"Okay so, you're splitting the ownership three ways?" Spencer nodded her head and Alison continued, "Nice! That way all the weight won't be on your shoulders."

"Or so when we have to work, the other one can take over."

"That's even better!" Alison squealed, "You guys are the smartest people in the world, I swear."

Spencer flipped her hair to one side, "Thank you . . . and check this out, if the kids get hurt, that's no problem! Just call Doctor Alison and she'll be flying down here all the way from Philadelphia."

Alison laughed as she shook her head at her best friend, "You're an idiot and I freaking love you," The blonde took a sip of her coffee and resumed talking, "Okay so, talk. When is the wedding day? Did you guys decide of a date yet?"

The brunette shrugged her shoulders, "Emily wants to have the wedding on my birthday, but I don't want her to because then I'll feel like she—"

"The Spring time is perfect!" The surgeon placed her coffee on the table and clapped her hands, "Perfect weather, beautiful dresses, beautiful skies!"

Spencer let out a soft chuckle, "Calm down Alison." The girl sat up in her seat, "I want our wedding day to be about us . . . not about me. I thought maybe we could have the wedding some time during the month we met. So it could be more meaningful . . . you know? I just love her so much and I don't want to ruin what we have."

Alison's smile faded slowly as she examined the facial expressions on her best friend's face. The two girls' relationship wasn't always the best but when it came to one of them being happy, they would try to make each other happy, which resulted in another fight, but overall, the girls still loved each other dearly despite their rocky past.

"Spencer . . . you've been putting Emily first for the past sixteen months you've been together. Just go with what she's saying for once and don't let it get to you. All that should matter to you is that you're actually engaged and soon to be married to a smart, beautiful, talented, and sexy woman named Emily Fields. Any girl would be happy to take your place, Spence. Just do this one thing for yourself and get your girl." Alison squeezed the girl's knee before continuing, "If Emily wants to have the wedding on April 11 then by all means, let her. The quicker you guys are legally married, the quicker the post marriage sex."

The lawyer's cheeks reddened, but before the girl could scold her friend about her actions, Spencer's phone beeped. The brunette cursed to herself as she quickly stood from her seat and grabbed her bag, "Fuck Ali, I'm sorry . . . I totally forgot I had something I needed to do at the office. "

Alison sighed deeply to herself and rolled her eyes, "Just when we were about to get to the good stuff," she stood from her seat and picked up her coffee and keys from the table, "But I understand. You have work . . . we all do. I just wish we got to spend more time together this week."

The brunette pursed her lips, "I'm really sorry." She mumbled, pulling her blonde friend in for a hug, "Call me or text me whenever you can, okay? So I can make sure you're alright at all times."

The surgeon scoffed, pulling away from the hug, "I'm not Hanna . . . speaking of her, she really needs to get her shit together. This is Emily's fourth time in a month calling me early in the morning, crying about how Hanna isn't telling her something or how she thinks Hanna is mad at her. "

"Wait," Spencer blinked, "Emily called you crying?" Ali nodded and placed her hands on her hips, "She never told me anything about Hanna . . . as a matter of fact, I haven't even heard from Hanna in a week."

"Well whatever is going on, Emily is hurting and Hanna is keeping it a secret."

Spencer quickly walked out of the Brew and headed towards her car, "I'm going over to Hanna's right now."

"But what about your plans that made you cancel with me?" Alison shouted, but Spencer didn't hear her. She didn't hear anything . . . but the sound of her car starting and speeding off. She was sure she would be in Maryland in an hour . . . if she didn't get pulled over by the cops.


Emily had just gotten out of the shower, getting ready to head out for work when she heard a loud booming sound on the door. Her eyebrows furrowed as she quickly headed downstairs to answer the door. Her look of confusion was soon replaced with one of happiness as she came face to face with her blonde friend.

"Hey Ali! I thought you and Spencer were—"

"We need to go to Maryland . . . like now."

So guys, how did I do?! Lemme know what you think in a review. It's Hanna's turn to spiral as you see, but later on in the story, all the characters will have their turn! I think you guys will like what I have planned for Hanna though. ;) But anyway, let me know what you guys think in a review! They're greatly appreciated, seriously. I LOVE YOU GUYS!