A/N: Thank you for reviews on both my PLL stories. It means a lot. Okay to those of you that read both of my FanFics I am trying to only have to write one chapter for one story a day. It makes my life easier. And with college apps looming I need as much easy as I can get.

Two:

Spencer studied the books Alex had brought in for her to organize. "Oh my, how is the restaurant still a float?" She looked up at him. He'd been standing behind her.

Alex leaned over her shoulder. "We're making more way more than what we'll ever spend," he answered.

"I see that," Spencer stated, shifting through the papers. "Make coffee. Tons of it, and start bringing it in."

"How's Aria?" he asked, changing the subject. He'd make her coffee but he wanted to know how his friend was.

"Fine. She sends her love. Ezra flipped when he found out she was home. I can only imagine how her day's going," she replied, smiling up at him.

He laughed. "Yeah, probably not well. My question is this: Why didn't she call him and tell him she was coming home? I mean they love each other. I've seen how the dude lights up when you tell him how Aria's doing. I get the same look when I see you."

"If you really understood you wouldn't ask that question," Spencer stated, she kissed his hand which was on her shoulder to show her appreciation for the last part of his speech.

"Wait so they haven't spoken?" It dawned on him.

"Not since the accident," she explained. "I don't think they've talked about anything yet. I doubt they'll be fast about it."

Alex nodded. "Now I get it."

"Ah he is bright. Now leave me alone. I've got my work cut out with me," she stated kissing his cheek.

"Have fun," he said, running out.

She threw a paper wad at him. "Jerk."

Alex laughed. He loved getting Spencer to crack her perfect demeanor. He went to the kitchen and made her a pot of super strong coffee. The door bell rang. He went to the door and looked out the peep hole. "Great the freak show is here," he grumbled. He liked Melissa just about as much as she liked him. He opened the door.

"Oh the butler answers. Not as promptly as he should though. Spencer should fire you," Melissa greeted.

"What do you want Melissa?" he hissed.

"To see Spencer. I'm definitely not here for you. I visited your little restaurant last night. You're lucky your chef's can cook," Melissa snapped. "Now where's my sister?"

"Why do you need Spence?" he asked. He was good at playing dumb and lying to the Hastings family when it came down to it.

"I have a right to see my sister, Little Help," Melissa replied.

Alex sighed. "Spence isn't here," he lied, "Aria and her went out for a girls day."

"Then why are you wasting my time?" Melissa growled.

"It's easy," he answered.

Melissa huffed, as she turned around and went back to her car. Alex shut the door. "And the big bad wolf huffed and puffed but did not blow the third little piggy's house down," Alex grumbled, "The wolf is gone. The wolf is gone. The wolf is gone."

Spencer came out of the kitchen. "God I hate my sister."

"I hate your sister. Remember she'll be mine soon," Alex said.

She exhaled. "Once we announce out engagement."

"You and I both know that they won't ever accept me," he pointed out.

She tightened her coffee cup. "Alex it's not them I worry about. It's us. Getting through planning a Hastings style wedding. That'll kill even the strongest couple on the planet."

"We've lasted forever," he said, "We'll get through it."

"Just no announcements yet," she said.

"We've been engaged for almost a year. Why don't we just elope?" he replied.

"I need to get back to work getting that business of yours in order," Spencer said. She'd ignored his elopement suggestions one and a million times before, but as she headed back to her office…today she actually considered it.

Spencer sat down at the coffee table, knee to knee into with Alex. "Wanna elope?" she asked, seriously.

Alex's eyebrow shot up. "Either you're teasing me, testing me, or serious."

Spencer looked him dead in the eye. "Serious. One hundred percent serious. My friends. Your friends. Keep it closed. Us. My girls their boys. Your guys their girls. Or better yet just the eight of us. I just want to be Mrs. Alex Santiago. "

"Spencer elopement is a grand idea. I want you to be Mrs. Alex Santiago, too. I love it dearly, but even they take planning," he stated.

"We'll do it the day we met," Spencer said, "I've been thinking about this all day. It'd be fairly easy actually."

"Spencer you've a real wedding, with a real ring, and a reception," Alex said.

"I don't want to. I want something non-Hastings, something that's us, in our non-Hastings perfect lifestyle," Spencer replied.

Alex laughed. "We're not going to agree are we?"

"It's my wedding day Alex. I want to elope," Spencer said. "We'll just invite my mom, your parents. It'll be perfect. What real people get. I want this. I want you. I love you, and I want to let the world know that."

Alex exhaled, once Spencer had an idea she stuck with it until it was seen through. "Spencer."

""It was your idea. It's been your idea since Christmas. I'm finally on board and now you're backing down from it?" Spencer asked.

"I'm not backing down from it. I won't back down from it. I just want you to make sure this is what you want. No regrets. No regrets. None got it. We start planning it. We go through with it," he said, holding out his hand. "Deal?"

She shook it. "Deal."

"The future Mrs. Eloped Alex Santiago," he said.

Later that night Alex realized what he'd gotten himself into. Him and Spencer were eloping in a few short months because he couldn't keep his mouth shut when it came to challenging Spencer. Spencer snuggled closer to him. She was dreaming out finally marrying Alex. Finally happy. She'd start making announcements eventually, but for now she wanted to live in her perfect dream like reality.