So I'm hoping to make this story slightly more realistic. Here goes.

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Two weeks later Abigail sat on the Reid's couch relaxed, watching the newest hits on MTV. Her long hair was flowing gracefully around her folded frame, she wore a long purple t-shirt and some black sweatpants, her bruises were nearly gone now, she seemed happy and at peace.

Spence stood in the kitchen watching her lovingly, he couldn't even begin to explain the feelings he felt for her, they'd been there all along, but they had poured gasoline on the fire, and there was no stopping it now.

"Spencer." Diana said impatiently, her and Spence were supposed to be cooking.

"Sorry mom." He said smiling shyly, going back to stirring the ground beef for tacos. Spence was worried though; as he stared into the beef he wondered how much longer he would have with Abigail. Social services had said she could stay with them until they found her a relative that would take her. It'd been two weeks; they were bound to be close. Abigail had begged Spence not to talk about it, she didn't want the remaining time they had together to be spoiled, but he couldn't stop thinking about it. He dreaded it every second of the day.

"Spencer you're burning the meat!" Diana squealed. "Go, get out of here, I'll cook." She said shooing her son out of the kitchen. Spence smiled a little to himself, he'd treasure these moments someday, he was sure of it.

"Hey Spence." Abigail said smiling at the awkward teenager.

"Hey." He said sitting down on the couch by her feet; he watched the music video that played on the screen, totally uninterested. Abigail moved her feet slowly and scooted up to Spence, he put his arm around her and held her close.

"Thanks Spence, for everything." She said smiling up at him. He smiled back down at her.

"No need for thanks." He said stroking her long hair gently, he was sure he would never be this comfortable with a woman, ever again. Abigail was different, they'd known each other so long, it was a way of life.

"Spence, I don't want to go." She said staring blankly at the TV, waiting for a response.

"I know…" Spence said, there was nothing else to say; there was no way to stop them from taking her. Neither of them thought it was fair, but it was life. "Just because you're moving doesn't mean we won't talk to each other. When we're eighteen we'll see each other again, the baby will be one then, we'll be together again. Don't worry okay?"

"Sounds good to me."

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"Spencer get the door." Diana said an hour later, they were all sitting around the dining room table eating tacos and salads. Spence got up slowly and walked to answer the knocking at the door.

"Is Diana Reid here?" A man in a suit asked, Spence nodded and motioned to his mother sitting at the table. "Mrs. Reid I'm sure you're aware that Abigail's stay here was temporary."

"Yes." Diana answered looking at Abigail sadly.

"We found someplace for her to stay permanently." The man said; Spence and Abigail locked eyes, the pain in their eyes were too much for anyone to bear. Abigail stood up from the table and ran down the hall to Spence's room, slamming the door.

"I'm sorry about that." Diana said to the man in the suit.

"I'll talk to her." Spence said starting down the hall. "May I ask where she'll be staying? Maybe if I tell her it will put her mind at ease."

"She'll be staying with her mother's parents." The man in the suit said. Spence nodded and walked the rest of the way down the hall to the door.

"Abigail, open up." He said through the door. She cracked the door open enough for him to enter. Spence slid through the door and closed it behind him; Abigail threw herself into his arms.

"Spence don't let him take me. I can't leave, I need you Spence." She sobbed into his shirt.

"Abby, it'll be okay. You're going to stay with your grandparents, on your mom's side. You'll be safe, you'll probably even be happy. It'll be okay I swear." Spence said running his fingers through her long hair.

"Spence I'm scared." She whispered.

"I know, but there's no need to be." He assured her. "C'mon, it'll be okay." She took his hand reluctantly, Spence grabbed her bag off of his floor and they walked out to the waiting adults.

"You ready to go?" The man in the suit asked. Abigail nodded.

"Can I just say goodbye first?" She asked, the man nodded. "Diana, thank you for everything." She said hugging the woman who had been like a mother to her since her own mother died. Then she turned to Spence, "Spence, I love you, promise we'll write everyday?"

"Cross my heart." He said pulling her into his arms one last time. "I love you." He said quietly before kissing her tenderly.

"Goodbye Spence." She chocked.

"Goodbye Abby."

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Again it's short…I'll write another chapter in a minute probably.

I bet myself $20 no one is even reading this.