Spencers P O V

I can feel the hot tears stream down my cheeks and Toby embraces me. I turn around to see the doctor standing in the doorway "Miss Hastings, I see your awake, the surgery carried on just as planned and we're just going to run a few tests to see if your fit to go home", The doctor informs us.

After the tests the doctors have decided that I'm fine to go home. "Oh, before you go", Said the doctor, "What you told me before Toby, that at first you though Spencer had the stomach flu, well it turns out you were right. Her stomach flu basically triggered the appendix to rupture, and because of her low immune system now, she will take longer to get better, let's say about a week and a half to get fully better".

I don't think the doctor could have had better timing. Because right after he finished talking, I threw up all over Toby and the floor. The doctor passed me a bag as Toby sits me down on the bed while I puke. He rubs my back and holds my hair with his free hand, rubbing his thumb down my spine. "Do you want to leave now", says Toby kindly. I breathe out deeply and nod my head, signalling to Toby that we can go.

A minute later Paige comes back with the release papers, handing them to the doctor so we're free to go. Once Toby got cleaned up and we are all in the car, Caleb says "So what do you guys wanna do, go back to the inn, or back to Rosewood". The others decided that I could choose, saying that I was the sick one. "Rosewood please", I whisper.

When we get to the inn, I sit and wait in the car until everything is packed up. Listening to the radio and Toby whistling inside.

The drive home was long and windy, I held onto Tobys hand the whole time, even if I was projectile vomiting out the window.

When we got back to Rosewood, Caleb dropped off Toby and I at his loft, since my parents were in Philly. We said our goodbyes and went into the loft, Toby carrying me. Once we entered the loft, I immediately knew I was going to throw up. I ran to the sink, cupping my mouth with my left hand. Violently being sick while hanging onto the tap for balance, Toby races up behind me, holding me up steady and holding up my hair. Wiping my mouth with wet a paper towel during heaves.

When I'm finally finished, Toby picks me up and put me down on the couch, grabbing the bucket just in case. He lays down next to me, brushing the hair out of my face. "I'm just.. Just so sorry... I don't actually know why your looking after me, I'm just wasting your time", I blurt out. "Spencer, I would do anything for you, you know that right", Toby replies. "I would totally kiss you right now if we didn't have the risk of me vomiting all over you or making you really sick", I giggle. "I know baby, me to", He says, kissing me on my nose and forehead.

"Can I get you anything", asks Toby. "Hmmmm... A red Ferrari, a hundred million dollars, a mansion... Ohhh you mean like stuff we have", I say, Toby bursts out laughing. "No, actually could I please have some pain killers, the ones from before a wearing off", I smile. "Sure baby, I'll go and find some" He says kindly, kissing my temple. "Shoot, you temperature is going up again, I'll get you something for that too", He adds. Before he goes he leads me to his room to rest.

Tobys P O V

The past couple of days have gone so quickly, I never thought we could somehow wind up in hospital. I go to the medicine cabinet and find the painkillers the doctor prescribed for her. I can hear the sounds of Spencer throwing up in the distance, I personally hope it's in the bucket and not on the floor. I quickly find another flannel and run it under cold water, I strain it, grab a glass of water for Spencer and return to my room.

Again I find Spencer hunched over the bucket attempting to hold up her hair. "It's okay baby I'm here", I soothe, holding up her hair and rubbing circles with my fingers on her back. I hear her breathing getting quicker as all that's left in her stomach leaves her system. She moans, wiping the sweat of her brow. "Just breathe", I instruct. She breathes heavily and slowly as vomit dribbles off her chin into the bucket. "It's okay Spence, I've got you", I say, stroking her back.

"I think I'm done", She says to me, panting. "Okay Sweetheart, just give me a minute", I say, wiping her mouth and chin with my sleeve. Though about a second later she starts to retch again as the yucky liquid flows uncontrollably from her mouth. "You poor thing", I say, going to the closet and pulling out a baby blue knitted blanket which I wrap around her shaking body. "Ok, I think I'm actually done for real now", she says laughing. I look her deeply in the eyes, then her laughter turns to heart wrenching sobs. I embrace her as see nuzzles into my neck, I feel the tears soaking through my t shirt as I pull her closer to me, "it'll get better, I promise baby", I whisper into her ear.

Hey Guys! I'm not to sure if I'm going to be able to post a lot this weekend since I hanging out with my Best Friend! If you have any ideas or requests on story's be sure to let me know!