Author's Note: Please, please, please save me from strangling myself. So glad you guys liked the last chapter. Please review and make my day because thus far, it's been a really crappy day. May I just say that if I ever become an actress, I will run up to my choir/drama teacher and say "HA HA HA! Forget you and what you think!" because I'm really pissed off? I've been having practice all week, and I feel like having a conniption every time I have rehearsal because I am driven that insane. Alright, enough of my rant. On with the story!


Chapter Nine

Analeigh sat, waiting for Spencer to announce what she had to say. She saw the box in Spencer's hand. What is that? she thought.

Spencer walked tentatively to Analeigh's hospital bed. I hope I'm doing the right thing. She took a deep breath as she sat next to Hanna. She looked up at Analeigh. "Analeigh, I know I just told you about your sister, and I'm sorry that you didn't already know. I feel guilty holding this secret…" she trailed off. Finally, she refocused herself. "Years ago, probably about ten or eleven years ago, I hired a private investigator to look for her." She finally opened the box, and Analeigh's eyes widened upon seeing the dozens upon dozens of photos of a girl who looked exactly like her.

Stunned, Analeigh finally spoke. "So you know where she is?"

"I knew where she goes to school. It's an inner city school, though; she could live in any of the several neighborhoods the students of that school are from," Spencer explained, sadly.

"You looked for her and not me?" Analeigh asked meekly.

This was the question Spencer dreaded the most. As if to save her, someone else walked into the room. Spencer was stunned to see who it was. "Wren?"


Emily and Dianna were looking at the thousands of pictures Emily preserved from her teenage years, several with Spencer. Dianna did think that her mother was gorgeous. But she couldn't see the similarities everyone else found so striking.

Emily pointed at a picture of Spencer on graduation day. "And this is when she graduated. You couldn't tell from the gown and that she wasn't showing that much yet, but she was already five months pregnant," Emily explained. She went to the next photo. This one showed a very pregnant Spencer and a small girl with her hand on the belly. Dianna had come to recognize this as Spencer and Aria. "And this is Spencer and Aria when Spence was…eight months pregnant. It was taken right before Aria went to school in England," Emily said.

Suddenly, behind them, the door opened. Toby walked in. It was already eleven. Dianna didn't notice; she was having too good of a time talking to Emily, though she did wonder if he even came home the night before. She and Emily watched a movie, Emily tucking Dianna in when she fell asleep on the couch. Emily was there, making pancakes when Dianna woke up, so she found it safe to assume that Emily stayed the night, as well.

Emily got up to greet Toby. She kissed him on the cheek and gave him a hug. "Hey."

Dianna was still so confused on the status of their relationship. Toby claimed that Emily was his "best friend", but they acted too flirty to be just friends, in her opinion.

She finally decided to ask. "Are you two…dating?" she inquired.

They both jumped back, as though the other were covered in hot lava. "No!" they shouted in unison.

Dianna nodded, getting the picture. "Okay, I get it," she said, immediately feeling a little foolish.

"So you decided to up and abandon us last night?" Emily asked, only half-joking.

"Of course not. There was just a lot of stuff that needed to be done in the office."

Once again, Dianna had no idea what to say. Like Toby, she was really quiet around people she didn't know that well. She…disconnected herself from people around her. Even though her foster brother was the one with the name Arthur, it was clear she was Boo Radley.

Breaking the silence, Emily's phone began to ring, to the tone of Back to Black by Amy Winehouse. She looked at the person calling. It was Hanna. "Sorry. I have to take this," she said in an apologetic tone. The phone beeped as she accepted the call. She slipped outside.


In Rosewood, Hanna was standing outside the hospital, speaking to Emily. "We need to get Spencer and Toby back together," Hanna announced.

On the other end of the line, Emily had the most bewildered expression ever. "Are you crazy? That ended years ago! Decades, even!" Emily shouted, deciding to take her phone call outside.

"Spencer found Analeigh. Analeigh needs to know her father," Hanna insisted.

"So does Dianna. Would you guess who showed up yesterday?"

Hanna's jaw nearly hit the floor. Then she got completely excited. "We're getting the Cavanaughs all back together!" she sing-songed.

"And Spencer," Emily added.

"Come on, Em. You and I know she would've been a Cavanaugh by now," Hanna remarked.

"Maybe we should get the girls to meet, first. They're probably more eager to see each other than Spencer and Toby are," Emily suggested.

Hanna smiled. "This is why you're the smart one, Em. You know, after Spencer."


Inside the hospital room, Analeigh was witnessing one of the oddest of reunions.

"Spencer?" Wren asked in his English accent.

"Wren." Spencer was clearly not as pleased with this reunion.

Still in the hospital bed, Analeigh cleared her throat, as to remind them both that she was still there. They both looked at her, immediately feeling sheepish.

Wren cleared his throat and turned his attention to the clipboard. "Miss Rose, your tests all came back fine. You can go home today."

Analeigh breathed a little sigh of relief.

"How long will she need crutches?" Spencer asked.

"Probably at least another two or three weeks," he answered stolidly.

Analeigh felt really awkward being in the middle of things. After about another minute, Wren excused himself. Analeigh checked to make sure he was really gone before asking, "So…what's the deal with you and Doctor Kingston?"

"What?" Spencer was unaccustomed to him being formally addressed. "Oh, right." Spencer realigned himself. "He was engaged to my sister."

"What happened?"

"He kind of…kissed me. It was wrong and it ended as quickly as it started but…he wouldn't leave me alone," Spencer explained, reminiscing on the past.

Analeigh nodded, almost as if she were impressed. "That's pretty flattering; him following you, I mean."

"It was a little annoying, after a while. I mean, he's nice, but he's almost too much like me." Spencer sighed before whispering to herself, "At least, the me I used to be."

Analeigh picked up on Spencer's comment, but didn't address it.

Hanna came walking through the door. "Hey, can I talk to Analeigh for a minute? Alone?"

Spencer could sense that she was no longer welcome. Ouch. "Sure," she said, disappointed. She suddenly realized that she wasn't wanted here. She stuttered, not knowing how to react. "I-I should probably go, anyway. T-they need me. In school."

Analeigh felt a little bad, but Hanna snapped her out of it. She was at a complete disregard for Spencer's feelings at this point. "I just got off the phone with Emily. Come on. I am taking you to lunch and you're going to meet her."

For some reason, Analeigh was a little suspicious. Then again, she would never pass up meeting someone new. Analeigh was a social butterfly.


"Where are you taking me?" Dianna asked as she and Emily drove off of the highway and into a suburban-looking place. They finally passed a sign, saying "Welcome to ROSEWOOD", and Dianna was tipped off. She clearly inherited her parents' intuition. "You're bringing me to Rosewood. Why?"

"I want you to meet a part of your parents' past. A person, rather," she said, trying to remain as vague as possible.

Dianna wasn't quite sure what Emily was hiding up her sleeve, but almost positive that it wouldn't be good. "Is it something like her parents or something? Because I'm not dressed to impress," Dianna stated, gesturing towards her old and faded jeans and plain top.

"No, not your grandparents. Though, this particular person may be appalled at what you have on. She's very judgmental," Emily hinted.

Dianna turned back to the road, wanting to keep the surprise intact. They finally stopped in Rosewood Town, Town Square to be exact. Emily smiled, looking at the Rosewood Grille.

"Come on," she said, dragging Dianna out of the car. Dianna sighed and rolled her eyes, following as Emily brought her by the wrist into the Grille.

She looked around. There was an older couple closer to the window; a group of giggling teenage girls in a table at the center; a blond woman sitting with a brunette; a middle-aged man sitting in the back with a woman.

Emily led her to the booth with the blond and brunette. They both looked up at Emily and Dianna. Dianna discovered that the girl…looked just like her. The girl blinked back at her.

"Dianna?" she asked.

Dianna almost jumped out of her skin. "H-how do you know my name?"

"I've heard a lot about you. I'm Analeigh." She stared right into Dianna's identical eyes. "I'm your sister."


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