A/N-Please don't hate me for not updating in like forever, but things have been a little hectic in my life lately, but I'm getting back on track with my stories. I also have exciting news, I know I said that I was thinking of leaving FF, but I've decided I've got a few more stories left in me. After I finish this story and SABHG I'm gonna be continuing YMF and starting a new story. My next new story will be call Finding Hope and its a Spoby story centered around Toby's life and thoughts and is a little AU-ish, but I'm hoping you guys will like it. Now, enough of my rambling! Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 11

Worth The Fight

Toby paced the motel floor, back and forth. He felt like he'd been burning a hole in the floor for hours. It was about 9:57 and he was waiting for Spencer to show at up. That was if she found the note and decided to come see him. He hoped that she would, but since Andrew's back under her skin, she may not.

He knew that he had to stop pacing the floor like a manic. So he sat down on the edge of the bed, but that didn't stop his foot from tapping uncontrollably. He stood up to stop his foots motions, but when he stood there was a knock at the door. He slowly approached the door and took a deep breath before he opened it.

There she stood looking as beautiful as ever. Her skin glowing under the street lights and her eyes looking at him with an emotion that Toby couldn't figure out. But that didn't matter to him because all that mattered was that she came.

"Hey." Spencer said shyly as she bit the corner of her lip.

"Hey, come on in." He said and stepped back to let her inside. Once she was inside he closed the door back and locked it.

"I'm here. What did you want to tell me?" She asked, getting straight to the point.

"Well, uh, I..." He didn't know how to explain anything to her right now. His emotions were high because she was standing in front of him right now. There was so much that he wanted to tell her, but he'd rather show."Screw it."

He took two big steps and crossed the room to stand right in front of her. She tried to speak, but he cupped her face in his hands and melted his lips on to hers before she could. Finally giving in, Spencer kissed him back with equal passion. That was all it took to set Toby on fire. He tangled his hands in her hair as she started gripping at his shirt. Toby tilted her head back, deepening the kiss and earning a soft moan from Spencer.

He released her lips and backed away when he felt things were getting too heated."I'm sorry. I just had to do that before I told you what I have to say...actually I have more than one thing to say."

"Toby, you don't-"

"No, I'm tired of beating around the bush! I have feelings for you. Real, deep feelings. I can't stop thinking about you and when your with Andrew it makes me...it makes me sick to my stomach." He confessed

"Toby, he's changing and things are better now. I can't just leave him because we've been together for so long."

He shook his head in disbelief before he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close to his chest. Their chests were smashed together with their lips only inches apart.

"Then tell me you don't feel anything for me when I do this." He said squeezing her tighter in his arms as his free hand traveled down to hold her hip."Or this." He leaned down to press open mouth kisses along her neck and up to her ear.

"Toby..." She moaned his name breathlessly, but that didn't stop his actions. In fact, it encouraged him to keep going.

"I'm not hearing you say it. If you want me to stop then tell me to stop, Spencer." He murmured against her neck and slightly nipped it a little.

"I...I-" She didn't get a chance to say anything before his lips were back on hers. His tongue slid into her mouth and she ran her fingers through his hair in corporation.

He moved his hands down her body to grip her waist and lifted her off of the floor, she got the hint and wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked them over to the bed where he laid her down carefully before hovering above her on all fours.

"Toby, I don't want to..." She said meekly with a blush on her cheeks.

"I know." He said as he lowered himself down so they were as close as could be with clothes on. He threaded his fingers through her hair and stroked her cheek affectionately."Just let me kiss you."

She nodded her head before she leaned up to meet his lips halfway.

Peter loosened his tie as he stepped through the front door of his home. He's had a long day of work at the firm and he just wanted to relax. He kicked his shoes off by the door and hung his coat on the coat rack. He walked into the kitchen to grab a water out of the fridge. As he opened the refrigerator, he failed to notice that he was not alone.

"Nice job, Mr. Hastings." Peter looked over the refrigerator door and he saw Andrew in the living with his feet up on the coffee table, sitting on the couch like he owned the place.

"How'd you get in here?" He questioned as he cautiously walked over into the living room.

"You're wife let me in on her way out. Oh, she wanted me to tell you that she had to go see Melissa in Philly. Apparently it's an emergency, but don't worry she's got it under control." Andrew said nonchalantly as he stood up from the couch and he pulled something out from under the coffee table.

"What is this?" Peter asked as Andrew handed the package over to him. It seemed to be in the shape of a bottle.

"That, Sir, is a congratulatory gift for your job well done and we deserve a celebration." Andrew walked past Peter to go get two champagne glass from the kitchen cabinets."My father couldn't be here for this, but he sent the champagne as a symbol of his gratitude."

"Gratitude? What exactly did I do for us to have a celebration?"

"You solved our problems. Detective Wilden called me a few weeks ago and told me what you did to Toby's apartment and now he's leaving Rosewood." Andrew smiled widely as he took the bottle from Peter to open it up. He poured it into the two glasses, then handed on to Peter."Looks like you get to keep your money and prestige after all. Don't you think that deserves a toast?"

Before Peter could answer, Andrew clanked their glasses together and threw back his drink. He went back over to the bottle to refill his glass.

"Cheers!" Andrew said happily as he raised his glass up.

"Cheers." Peter said and clanked their glasses together. He slowly took a sip of his as his mind began to wonder.

He didn't destroy Toby's apartment or hire somebody to do it. But he wasn't about to tell Andrew or his father that. He put on a fake smile and joined Andrew for a few more glasses.

Toby ran his fingers through her hair in steady motions. Her breathing was soft and light, expect she wasn't sleeping, but she was at ease. Spencer was lying in between his legs on the bed with her head on his chest. He was leaning up against the headboard with one arm protectively wrapped around her and the other running through her hair.

They didn't sleep together, but their was a lot of kissing and touching. But for the most part they kept it pretty PG-13. There were moments when Toby just wanted to give in and cherish her body in more ways then one, but knew that he couldn't. He knew that things with Spencer were delicate and he had to act carefully.

After the two came up for air after their make-out session, he told her all about his trashed apartment and how he knew that Andrew had something to do with it. She didn't believe him at first, but her resistance was fading away as he gave her motive for him to do it.

"Toby, where have you been staying if your place is trashed?" She asked out of the blue and the thought made him chuckle.

"For the first few nights I would stay where ever I could lay my head down. Then I started rooming with Caleb after a few nights without food and he's been letting me borrow some clothes-"

"Wait a minute." She sat up a little bit and looked Toby in the eye."That's why your clothes look tighter? They're Caleb's clothes?"

He chuckled again before he said."Yep. It's actually not really comfortable. The pants fit fine, but the shirts are tight as hell, but it's all I've got for right now."

She bite her bottom lip and looked at him nervously."Then take it off."

"Spencer." He said in a warning tone, but she put her hand up to stop him before he could say anything else.

"I'm comfortable with you Toby, but I don't want you to be uncomfortable with me now. I know that shirt is killing you and I know we're not going any further tonight, so just take it off."

He looked into her eyes for any sign of fear or doubt, but he didn't see any. He let out a deep sigh before he slid the shirt off his arms and over his head. He threw it somewhere on the floor and looked back up at Spencer.

"You have a tattoo." She stated as her finger absentminded reached out to lightly trace it. Her touch was making him shiver and hot at the same time."901 Free At Last. What's it for?"

"My mom. It was the day her suffering finally ended."

"The people who trashed your loft they didn't...they'd touch anything of your mothers did they?"

"Yeah, uh, actually they did. They smashed a few picture frames of me and her and one picture was actually ripped." He said and saw the sad and ashamed look in Spencer's eyes."Hey, don't worry about it because it's not your fault, Spence."

"Don't say that because you know this wouldn't have happened if things hadn't been happening between us."

"And what exactly is happening between us? Because I'm a little confused if we're together or taking it slow or if we're just friends."

She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him passionately."I want to take things slow with you. For right now we're not together. We're just Spencer and Toby."

"Just Spencer and Toby? I think I can handle that for a while." He smiled at her and kissed her again. They fell back onto the pillows and things were heating up again, but they were cut short by Spencer's phone ringing on the nightstand.

"Hold one sec." She pecked Toby's lips before reaching over to grab her phone."Hi,mom...No, I'm at Emily's...Yeah, I know what time it is...Ugh, okay I'm on my way."

He stayed quiet until she hung up the phone."Let me guess. You have to go home?"

"You guessed correctly. I'm sorry." She pecked his lips before standing up to put on her shoes.

"It's okay. I understand just leave me all alone with only a cheap t.v. and cheap takeout to keep me company." He teased and she threw a flirty grin at him over her shoulder.

"You're a big boy, so I'm sure you'll be fine." She grabbed her phone and keys off the nightstand and headed for the door. She opened the door slightly, but Toby came up behind her and started kissing on her neck."Toby, I have to go."

He groaned before turning her around in his arms. He put on a pouty face and wrapped his arms around her tight."I just want one more kiss."

She leaned up to kiss him deeply on the lips and it earned a low groan from him.

"You're making it really hard for me to let you leave." He murmured against her lips causing her to laugh into the kiss.

"Goodnight, Toby." She said and turned away, but he softly gripped her arm and turned her around again.

"This whole just Spencer and Toby thing I don't want it to be to just Spencer and Andrew and Toby thing. Just us." He pleaded and he knew she knew what he meant.

"I know and I promise it will be." She lightly kissed his cheek before turning and heading to her car.

Little did they know, but they had an audience that just watched their whole moment outside his motel room door.

She parked her car inside the Edgewood Motor Court and watched room 215 like a hawk. She'd found his apartment, but after she got threw with it, she knew he'd be moving out for a while. She saw the door open up to his room and her blood boiled when she saw a girl step out.

She saw Toby coming up behind the girl and playfully kiss her neck with her laughing, telling him to stop. Their shared a few more kisses, laughs, and intimate looks before she finally left and went to her car. Toby went back inside the room and she saw her opportunity. She exited her car and crossed the parking lot to his door. She lightly knocked three times before she got an answer.

"I was hoping you come back-" Toby said, but stopped short when he saw that it wasn't Spencer. The smile fell from his face and he felt the color be drained out of him."Jenna."

"Did you miss me, Toby?"

*Next Chapter: The Hastings women have a little chat. Toby deals with Jenna. Peter talks with Detective Wilden about Toby's loft. Andrew makes a deal with the devil. The girls stage an intervention on Spencer. Caleb and Jason get caught up in the middle of things.