As Toby arrived back at the house, the other girls were all wide awake, drinking coffee. They jumped up as they heard him walk in, "Oh my God Spencer," Aria cried rushing over to her, Toby lay her down on the couch, leaning over Spencer.
"I'll go and get her some coffee," Caleb said, clearly distressed, his hair dishevled. Hanna and Emily leaned over the back of the couch, Emily passed a cold, wet flannel to Aria. "This should help to wake her up," Toby sat beside Spencer's side, never moving too far away. Aria pressed the flannel against Spencer's head, she opened her eyes instantly at the cold thing on her face. She looked drowsy, her eyes not able to focus on anything.

The first thing Spencer could make out was Toby's worried face, then Aria, then Hanna, then Emily. And then Caleb who was crouching down beside her, handing her a cup of coffee. She pulled herself so she was sitting up, taking the coffee between her two hands. After a few sips she managed to speak, "Why am I wet?"
They looked down at her clothes, they hadn't even noticed she was soaked through. "Maybe she should take a shower?" Emily said.
"There is no way she has the strength to stand in a shower, Em." Hanna said, the girls looked up at Toby.
"What..." he looked at them slightly confused. "Well there is no way im taking her into the shower and helping her stand," Hanna widened her eyes.
"And the bath has no connection to the hot water," Emily shrugged, "I accidently pulled on the tap when I was climbing out of it,"
Toby looked down at Spencer, she hadn't drawn her eyes away from his face yet.

He nodded, "Okay," he took her hand, helping her up, she stumbled, wrapping his arm around her waist and basically carrying all of her weight he brought her into the bathroom. Sitting her on the side of the bath while he started the shower, she peeled off her jacket, kicking off the one shoe she had left on. She slid her jeans down and stepped out of them, her eyes kept closing, he could see her weakening, he grabbed her just in time before she fell to the floor. "Steady," he whispered, she lifted up her arms before he pulled her shirt over her head. When she was fully undressed he helped her into the shower, she instantly slumped against the tiled wall. "No Spencer, focus on trying to stand," he left her there for a second until he had pulled off his shirt, so he could lean in and hold her steady without getting in completely. She let the water run down her body, she still couldn't believe A had physically touched her, it made her shudder. After she was fully clean and washed, Toby helped her out of the shower, wrapping a big white towel around her. He hugged her close, "I'm getting you all wet," Spencer grinned, "I don't care," he replied, "I'm just glad you're okay,"
"You're amazing," she said stroking his face, "I don't deserve you," Toby grabbed her wrist, "No way, I don't deserve you. You are way too good for me, seriously Spencer. I couldn't...still can't believe my luck,"
Spencer shook her head, sending the water from her hair all over him. "Stop talking right now," she teased. He turned around grabbing a cup by the sink and poured a cup of water over her head, "Toby!" she screamed, running over to the sink, filling the soap dish with water and throwing it at him. "Spencer! I have jeans on," he exclaimed, filling up the cup behind his back, with one hand while the other grabbed the towel from around her.
She moved closer to him, "They don't have to be on," she smirked, trying to grab the towel off him, he pretended to smile back before tipping the second cup of water over her head, she screamed trying to grab the cup out of his hands, but he held it way out of her reach. Toby leaned in to kiss her, their naked chests pressing up against each other. She dug her nails into his back, pulling him as close as possible, kissing him back pushing him against the sink.
They heard a knock on the door, Spencer grabbed the towel off him and dragged him out into the living room, still wearing a towel and him wearing only his jeans. Caleb looked away awkwardly, "It's okay Caleb, i'm not gonna suddenly drop the towel," she joked sitting down. "Why are you so wet?" Hanna asked Toby, looking him up and down. "Um," he pointed at Spencer.

A while later, they had all calmed down a bit. Aria had fallen asleep on the sofa, Spencer was in her room changing into her pajamas, Toby was flicking through the books on the old bookshelf, Emily and Hanna were in the kitchen making hot chocolate and Caleb was fiddling about with a phone. Spencer came out of the bedroom, "Caleb?" she asked, sitting beside him on the couch.
"Yeah?" he asked, not looking up from the phone he was attacking. "You wouldn't be able to trace those texts Toby got no?" Toby turned around from the bookshelf, waiting to see his answer.
Caleb bit his lip, "I suppose I could try," Toby threw his phone over to Caleb, Hanna and Emily came in and handed out the hot chocolate.
"What's happening?" Hanna asked, her mouth full of marshmallow. Emily walked over to Aria, setting her hot chocolate on the table beside her and pulling a blanket over her.
"Caleb's going to try and trace the texts I got," Toby informed her, sitting down beside Spencer, Hanna sat on the arm of the chair next to him.
"Guys, I won't be able to do it in a few minutes, space dudes space," Caleb said, everyone turned away from him, sipping their hot chocolate. Aria woke up with all the noise, wiping her eyes tiredly. "I am not looking forward to tonight,"
"Why?" Emily asked.
"I feel a lot more vulnerable at night," she said, sighing.
"I think we should take turns, to you know, stay up," Spencer said.
"Yeah, I agree. We could do it in our sleeping pairs?" Hanna suggested, everyone nodded. "Me and Caleb will do the first round whenever you guys go to bed," "Did anyone bring a magazine or anything?" Aria asked, Hanna delved into her handbag flinging 'Seventeen' at her. "Woah," she said, missing it. The magazine flew into Emily's head, "Hanna! That's the second time you've hit me there,"
Caleb started sniggering.

About an hour later, Caleb was still messing around with Toby's phone, he brought some wires out of his pocket, connecting Toby's phone to his with it. He clicked a few buttons and stared down at the screen of his own phone.
"What? What is it?" Emily asked worriedly.
"Caleb!" Hanna hurried him, Caleb looked around the room.

"This was sent from inside the house..."