The whole CeCe killing Wilden thing isn't in this, just let her be a free woman.

LOVE, LOSS, LEGACY

CHARLOTTE'S POV

"Ali!" I call when I see her walking down the street.

"Cece?!" She gasps

She runs to me and we embrace in a hug.

"Oh my god, you're here?" She exclaims

"How are you mini-me?" I ask her.

I do like Ali, she means a lot to me, but she's still a bitch and with me and my problem to control my anger, well A comes out.

Instead of feeling... feelings I turn it into anger and take it out on these girls. I have to say it's kind of fun.

"I'm doing okay," she shrugs, "The girls aren't friends with me anymore."

Shocker, I think, already knowing this.

"Aww. Why? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, they just decided to cut me off. Apparently all I do is drag them down."

They aren't wrong.

"What a bitch thing to do. I'm so sorry." I sympathize with her, I still need her on my side.

"It's fine," She shrugs it off, "What are you doing back here? Not that I'm not happy to see you."

"Came to see you," I shrug, "And do a little research"

"Ooh, cool. Need help?"

"No no, thanks but I need to do this alone."

"Alright. Well I have to go. But we will catch up later. Where are you staying?" She asks.

"With... A friend." I nod.

I'm staying with Mary. Now that I think about it I remember seeing her last name around the DiLaurentis house as a kid.

Drake... I always thought that Drake was a better last name but Charlotte Drake didn't have a nice ring to it, so I asked me mom, well Jessica if I could be called CeCe, thus the birth of Cece Drake.

Ali still thinks we are sister, Jason too. Jessica still doesn't think I know and Kenneth, well he dislikes me and always avoids me. I wonder if he divorced Jessica because she wouldn't turn on me, or because if her own stupidity.

Oh well, it doesn't matter, he's a bastard anyway.

"Okay, well we need to catch up soon. Maybe you should come by the house later."

"Um yeah sure. I'll text you. See you Ali." I give her a small smile before walking to my car.

I sit in my car and decide I want coffee. I walk into the brew and see Spencer.

She knows we aren't related, but we've spent some time together as kids and when I'm around Alison.

"Hey Spencer, how are you?" I ask.

She looks up at me. "Oh, I'm not Spencer, she's over there," she points, her thick British accent coming out as she speaks.

Um, what?

I turn around and see Spencer walking towards us with coffee.

"Oh hey CeCe, I didn't know you were back in town" she smiles.

"Yeah," I mumble, still very confused, "I've been back for a week now."

She chuckles, "You can ask, if not you're just going to keep staring until your eyes fall out."

"Who?...what?... How?" I blurt out, not sure what to ask first.

"This is my sister " she starts.

"Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Alexandra, Alex I guess." she introduces herself.

"Hi, I'm Charlotte DiLaurentis, but just call me CeCe, CeCe Drake."

I mentally face palm for introducing myself as Charlotte but that is my name. And no one else knows about me being Mary's daughter, which I can use to my advantage.

"Where has she been the past 18 years?" I ask.

Spencer sighs, "It's a long story."

I sit with them. "I've got time."

Spencer tells me about her father and Jessica. Oh that slut.

She tells me how Melissa found Alex working in a bar in London. And Alex explained about her orphan times and being adopted but always ending up alone.

And finally they open up about the hardest part.

Their father having an affair on their mom again but with who he thought was Jessica but was actually Mary, so really Veronica isn't their mother, Mary is.

Meaning... They are my sisters.

I try to hide the shocked look on my face.

"Oh my god. That... That is so much to find out all at once, how are you guys doing? And your mom?" I wonder.

"We are okay," Spencer nods, "My mom's kind of a mess, but she's just happy with the divorce. Being a lawyer she was able to speed up the process."

"And I'm just happy I know myself and my background. I wish it was cleaner, but it is what it is." Alex adds.

"Well I'm glad everything is all solved and working out, I'm sorry again."

"It's fine." they both say.

"It's freaky how much alike you guys look." I chuckle and they do the same.

Just then Alex's phone goes off, "Looks like Melissa needs our help."

"Okay.. I'm sorry to cut this short CeCe, but I'll catch you later."

"Alright, bye." I see them off.

I get into my car and race to Mary's.

I barge in and see her sitting on the couch watching T.V.

"Is everything okay Charlotte?" She looks at me, concerned.

I shake my head.

"S-Spencer is my sister! And she has a twin which makes her my sister!" I blurt.

She turns off the T.V, "What?"

"You..., you tricked Peter Hastings into thinking you were Jessica... A-and you got pregnant with twins, but they only thought their was one baby so the Hastings took her and raised her as Spencer, Spencer Hastings, but you had two babies and the other was sent into the system and was sent to London and was thrown around in orphanages and foster homes for years... Y-you had a baby with Peter and- oh my god... Please don't tell me Peter is my dad." I ramble on.

"Wait, slow down. You met Spencer and Alex?" She asks, walking over to me.

"Yes...I've known Spencer since I was a kid, and I just met Alex, they were together."

"So they met each other?"

"Yes, they seem pretty close," I nod, "Now please tell me Peter isn't my father." I beg.

"I don't know who your father is... I don't remember, but I do know I only did the whole 'pretend to be Jessica to Peter' thing once."

I sigh relief, "Thank god."

"So tell me about the girls." she says as we sit down on the couch.