Melissa Hastings wasn't always nice to her younger sister, she would always remind Spencer that she had gotten the better grade at school, was more popular than her, that unlike her she had been class president and homecoming queen, Melissa would make her feel insecure and not good enough. She didn't do it because she hated her younger sister, she did it because in the Hastings household only the best got their parents attention, and she was the oldest, it was her job to be the best one, she was afraid that if she wasn't she would never have Peter and Veronica's attention or approval. So she set the bar as high as she could for Spencer and sighed in relief when she couldn't reach the mark she had left behind. She felt guilty every time she saw Spencer suffer because of her, but the fear and anger in her caused by their parents' pressure and lack of attention led her to keep making things to hurt her sister.

She loved her sister, though. She didn't like seeing her in pain, when it was because of her of their parents she would do little nice things for her, like bring her ice cream or candy and not to say anything too bad for a couple of days, and when it was because someone else she would see red and fume in pure anger. She remembered the time Spencer was about seven and came home with a bruise on her face and a scrape on her arm. The oldest Hastings asked who had done that to her, the small brunette's lip had quiver and after a couple of seconds was sobbing in her sister's arms. After she had gotten the name of the bully and Spencer had calmed down, she stormed out of the house. Spencer never learned what she had done to the girl that hit her, but Melissa assured her that it was taken care of and nobody ever bothered her like that again. Let's not forget that Melissa also burry what she thought was Alison's body thinking Spencer had killed her in order to protect her.

After years of rivalry they had left their differences and resentments behind to become good loving sisters and friends. And there was no one as happy as Spencer when Melissa got pregnant with Wren's child.

She was with Aria in Boston shopping for her soon to be born nephew when her mother called.

"Spencer" she had said sounding out of breath. "Your father and I are on our way to New York, your sister was in an accident, she's in the hospital now" Spencer almost dropped her phone. A drunk driver had hit the car Wren and Melissa were driving home in. She walked towards the exit of the store barely hearing Aria's calls behind her. Aria drove them all the way to the city that never sleeps while Spencer panicked on the passenger seat, she was glued to her phone hoping to get a call with good news.

Aria held her hand since they got out of the car until they reached the waiting room her family was in. Just as they arrived a grey haired doctor in a white coat called got the family of Melissa Hastings.

"She's stable. She has cuts and bruises all over her body and broke three ribs and her right arm" was the first thing the doctor said and we all sighed in relief. "However, I'm afraid she lost the baby. And dr Kingston is still on surgery and on critical condition" in a second I felt my heart sink, she lost yet another child and her husband was fighting for his life, how was she gonna get through this? For the first time ever, she saw her father shed a couple of tears. "You can see her. But no more than two at the time" the doctor finish before walking away.

Spencer entered the room and saw Melissa blankly staring at the wall. "Melissa, it's me, Spencer." She said standing by her bed "how are you feeling?"

She scoffed "just fantastic. No worse than the other two times I lost a child, or the time I didn't know if I was gonna see my partner alive again." She was talking in a sarcastic but soft tone and it seemed hard for her to speak, Spencer didn't know if it was because of the physical or emotional pain she was on. She thought her eyes would seem like they were full of pain, instead they looked so empty, like all hope had vanished from them. "He proposed. Tonight, he proposed. We were in the restaurant and he got down on his knee and ask me to marry him." She said in a lifeless and shocked tone, she couldn't believe that her world had turned around in just a couple of hours.

"Melissa" She whispered her name so softly, like she was talking to something so fragile they could break at any second, and it somehow touched the older brunette. A sob escaped from her mouth, and then another and another, two minutes later was painfully crying her eyes out as her not so little sister held her.

An extremely tired Spencer let Aria drive her to the hotel her parents had reserved them a room at. Aria held the taller woman to help her walk straight, Spencer felt on a haze, she just couldn't believe what was going on.

"Spence, you need to eat something." Aria said to her when they reached the bedroom, she settled Spencer on the bed still expecting an answer or at least a sign of life. "Spencer, tell me what do you need. Please, Spence." This is exactly how she sometimes felt when she was using drugs, she was aware of what was going around her, but she couldn't react, she couldn't feel anything. Her sister was in pain and there was nothing anybody could do to help.

Spencer stared at the shopping bags they had brought from Boston, she walked towards them and pulled out one of the onesies, it read "I love my auntie". It hit her in that moment that she was never gonna be an aunt, Melissa started convulsing while she was crying, they rushed her into surgery and that was the last time Spencer would see her sister.

Melissa was dead.