Hi everyone! I'm so sorry I haven't updated, but I haven't had much free time lately. As I write this, I probably won't be able to publish it immediately, so you'll probably be reading it a few days after it's been written. Also, I will always try and post a chapter, not just a note, because there's nothing as horrible as that feeling when you're excited about the new chapter, and then you realise it isn't actually a chapter. As always, if anybody has any suggestions, then please feel free to leave then, as I find constructive criticism really useful. Also, in this AU, Ian isn't dead, the police found him in the bell tower, barely alive. He was sentenced to life in Jail. I just want spoby to be rude to him. Lol. Thank you!

-Vivian

Spencer's POV

The others quickly pack up their stuff and leave. Me and Toby head up to the loft with Taylor, who has fallen asleep, unaware of the tension in the room. I head in, and Toby locks the door behinds us, something I know he hasn't felt the need to do in months. I sit on the couch, and Toby wraps a blanket around me, wordlessly handing me a bottle for Taylor. "Tobes, I'm so sor-"I'm interrupted by his lips on mine. "Don't even try to apologise, Spence. None of this is your fault." He tells me. I bury my head in his shoulder. "God, what did I do to deserve such a perfect boyfriend?" I ask. Toby laughs. "Spencer, I think you have the situation confused. That's my line."

He twirls a piece of hair around his finger, and I lean in. At that moment, Taylor wakes up and starts to cry. "And this is the moment where we remember I'm holding a baby." I mutter, giving her the bottle. He laughs. "And here I thought you were good at everything. I shoot him a look, and he holds his hands up in surrender. I giggle. Since I moved in with him, I've felt less and less like Spencer Hastings, and more just like Spencer. That's obviously a really good thing.

But I'm counting down the days until –A finds a way to ruin it.

2 weeks later.

None of us have gotten anything from –A since the first text, but we're keeping our guard up. If the monster doesn't hurt, It's saving it's energy for a kill later. Lesson learned, courtesy of a certain physcho with the surname vanderwaal. Walk into Taylor's room, and take her out of the crib Toby finished a week ago. We've developed a schedule now.

On weekdays, I get up early, get dressed, feed Taylor, and go to school. Toby stays home to look after her, as he doesn't have work for another 6 months, and by that time I'll have enough credits to graduate early. We can live off of my trust fund until then. On week-ends, we look after Taylor together, and meet up with the girls and the guys. There's also been another… development. The physcho mentioned earlier? She's apparently doing a lot better, and left Radley for good two days ago. Nobody's heard from her, but she's due back in school today. I just hope she's really changed. Which she probably hasn't. Toby brings Taylor to lunch and meets me and everybody else every day. They spend the entire time teasing us and fawning over Taylor.

Right now, I walk up to the girls. They're standing outside waiting for me. "Okay, when has Spencer freaking Hastings ever got here later then us?" Hanna asks. I laugh. "Since Spencer freaking Hastings adopted her nice." Aria smiles. A car drives to the curb, and we all look up. Mona looks different. She's unhealthily thin, and her hair is shorter, but she's still clearly the same Mona we all know and love… to hate.

Leona kisses Mona's forehead, and pulls away, and Caleb joins us, glaring at Mona and kissing Hanna. "Guys, there's a time and a place." Emily mutters. Han looks at her, confused. "What Emily meant to say is that having a tongue war may be cute to us, but I don't feel comfortable with Mona watching." I explain. Hanna rolls her eyes, and reluctantly separates.

Samara, a girl Em is hanging out with (A.N. Lol bye Paige.) Jogs up, and sees Mona. "So that's the famous stalker, back from the nuthouse?" she asks. Em nods, and kisses her cheek. Samara was there when we got the text, and is pretty much fully briefed, but doesn't really understand how far -A can go.

Aria spots Ezra and scurries off, leaving me with the couples who can't keep their hands off each other. "Way to make a girl feel lonely." I mutter. Hanna looks at me. "You have a boyfriend and a kid." She laughs. I roll me eyes and grin at her. Mona walks into the building. I sigh. This is going to be fun. Not.

Xxx

Lunch comes and I see the Tan pickup truck pull over. I run to it, and Toby catches me, spinning me around in the air. I kiss him passionately, and he sets me on the ground. At this point, I'm giggling like crazy something a Hastings would never do in public. But I'm not a Hastings anymore. Toby lifts Taylor out of the truck, and Hanna screams, "Mine!" and snatches her before either of us can even bling. Typical Hanna. We sit on bench outside to eat, taking turns holding Taylor. She finally ends up on my lap, where she stays, smiling up at me. She's used to the pattern by now, and I absentmindedly stroke her wild tuft of hair. She's wearing a pink lacy dress with blue booties and socks. Her hair is already long for a new-born, reaching just under her ears.

Somebody taps my back, and I turn around, and freeze like a deer in headlights. This is so not the right time. "Mom, Dad. Why are you here?" I ask, not bothering to be polite. "We knew you'd be here and we wanted to see Cynthia. Give her to me." my dad says. Hanna laughs. "I really thought you were joking about the Cynthia thing. That has to be the ugliest name in existence." She giggles. I give her a small smile, and turn back to my parents. "Please leave. I'm not letting you anywhere near Taylor. Come back again and I will give you a restraining order. I mean it. And for the last time, her name is Taylor." I tell them. Mom rolls her eyes. "Spencer, stop being so childish. If you're going to be her mother legally, you can let us be her parents unofficially. And the last thing she needs is a single mother fresh out of high school ruining her life." I glare at them, but before I can talk, Toby pipes in. "Okay, firstly, Spencer is doing great, and the only people who would ruin Taylor's life is you. Secondly, I signed papers too. I'm Taylors adoptive father now, so she won't be alone. And I think you should leave before I make you leave." He gives them the kind of death stare that only he can pull off, and they leave, stalking off.

"God, could this day get any worse?" Hanna asks. Taylor has fallen asleep. "I'm taking her to see Melissa's grave tomorrow." I say quietly. They give me sympathetic looks. Em, sitting on my other side, hugs me. "Team Spemily." She laughs. "SPANNIA!" Ar and Han scream. Emily makes a puke face. The arguing keeps going, but at least it's playful this time. Finally, Toby shuts it up with scream of, "Spoby!" And there is a beat of silence. "Yup, you can't really argue with that." Hanna says. "It is pretty cute." Aria concedes. "Spoby is endgame!" Em screams. "Tobes, what have you done?" I look up at him in horror. Em, Ar, and Han jump up and run around the school, screaming "SPOBY!" at the top of their lungs. I face plant. God, my friends are crazy. But they're my sisters for life.