A/N: Another Update! Chapter Thirteen! - P.S. New story is up, so be sure to check it out: s/12374739/1/My-Heaven-And-Home ;) Enjoy!
Summary: Spencer and Hanna finally get to see Spencer's body...but they also find something else neither of them truly expected. Read to find out:
"So how is it that you pop up everywhere again?"
"Um, its sort of like a...think about where you want to be and will it, kind of technique." Spencer shrugs at the blonde before placing a steady hand on the hospital room door in front of them.
Melissa had shown up half an hour ago, and Hanna's spirits were significantly lifted...but when the brunette merely pushed passed her and into the room— well, neither of them were very pleased.
"You know, I can't believe she would actually do that. Okay, yeah, she's your sister, but I'm your best friend."
"I told you what she's like, Han. You know what she's like." The younger brunette had been since gotten used to her sister's antics. "Come on, regardless of what she says, let's just go in." She reaches down, intertwining their fingers.
"..." Hanna hesitates, but then slowly nods her head. "Okay..." She breaths, squeezing tight at the taller girl's hand. "Y-yeah...you're right."
Spencer chews her lip, glancing down at her lover— she realizes that the blonde wasn't afraid of anything Melissa could do to her if she stepped into her hospital room...she was afraid of seeing her again.
"Hey, hey." She quickly takes the girl's chin between her forefinger and thumb, forcing her to make eye contact with pools of loving brown. "Everything will be fine, alright? I'm right here." She says, hoping to convince her girlfriend.
Hanna gives a soft smile...
And she did.
...but it hadn't exactly reached her eyes.
Sort of.
"Come on..." Spencer encourages softly once more, tugging at their joined hands and towards the door.
But Hanna knew what was about to happen as soon as the brunette let go of her.
"Wait. Just wait, Spence." She retakes the hand, all of this causing Spencer to furrow her eyebrows but stop nonetheless. "Okay, if we're going to be doing this ghost thingy-" Cue Spencer rolling her eyes. "-I'm going to need you to start walking through doors with me here because this is just too...weird." She shakes her head, mimicking a shutter, but gives the brunette an expecting look.
And after a long pause, Spencer gives in with a long sigh and pout. "Fine..." She grumbles at the blonde's very pleased expression. "But you're going to have to open up the door, touching doors versus knobs are two different things for me."
She wouldn't be able to without harming her current state, and Hanna understanding this, takes the metal doorknob in hand without hesitation...and slowly twists until a loud click could be heard.
Taking a deep breath, she slowly opens up the door to the bright room— with Spencer's hands on her shoulders in comfort.
The door comes completely open— one of the first things that both girl's take note in, surprisingly, is how white everything is.
The second...well the second was the small, almost fragile-like looking Spencer Hastings lying very still in her bed, with different tubes running through her body at just about every point.
Tears immediately spring up into Hanna's eyes and she places a hand over her mouth on instinct to cover up the sob.
Spencer's own body stiffened behind her, and she could tell the brunette wasn't breathing— not that she needed to now...but she needed her to.
The blonde quickly spins around, not being able to stand the sight of her lover in that condition.
And as she does so, she's right into her transparent lover's arms.
"Sh, sh, sh..." Spencer tries to comfort the blonde while getting her own emotions in check— but Hanna could tell that she still wasn't breathing.
"B-breath, please Spencer." She quietly whispers, placing a hand above the brunette's heart in anticipation but still not glancing up at her.
It was a matter of seconds before she started to feel her lover tense less, and that steady rhythm return back to where her heart was supposed to be.
But the tears were still coming— and had she been solid, they would be soaking Spencer's shirt, she was sure.
"Sh, I love you, okay?" The brunette's voice could be heard over it all, her teeth brushing the shell of her ear. "And I'm right here, I promise. No pain, no scars, no...anything. I'm just, normal Spencer."
This time her words actually got the blonde to look up at her— her eyes red and puffy, tear stained cheeks.
And yet, still so beautiful...
"You'll never be just 'normal Spencer' to me, baby." The blonde kisses her cheek. "Thank you." She whispers, eventually pulling away.
And both of them with small smiles on their features.
Well, that was until...
"-A-And I really do love you, you know?"
That was...Melissa's voice.
Both girl's jump around quickly, to see what was happening— but what was happening...was a bit astonishing.
Apparently Melissa hadn't noticed Hanna by the door, and had been talking this whole time. To Spencer?
"I mean, I know I didn't always show it...b-but you're my little sister. A-and I-I just-" The brunette squeezes her sister's hand from her bedside— and just couldn't hold it back any longer as she breaks down into tears.
Right there.
With Spencer and Hanna watching. Unbeknownst, but still.
It was safe to say, Spencer's mouth had dropped open at the first sentence she had heard— and Hanna was trying her best not to react the same way with her eyes wide.
They just couldn't help it, this was Melissa...telling 'Spencer' that she actually loved her. The older girl was having a freaking breaking down in front of them— and Spencer had never even seen her shed a tear before.
She blinks, and physically feels her chin being brought back up by her girlfriend, but she couldn't take her eyes off of her sister in bewilderment.
In fact, Hanna hadn't even taken her eyes off the woman.
"You know...another thing you might want to know. Well, it's sort of a secret but..." Spencer and Hanna hold their breaths as the brunette stalls. "I-I've kind of always known you had feelings for...well, a certain bubbly and shopaholic blonde best friend of yours. And as much as I'd like to tell you how much I was always in your corner with that...I'd also like to say that...I knew before you llittle sis, so ha." The woman confesses, then playfully brags— as they were always competing, but lightheartedly.
Spencer's heart dropped in her chest, though it felt as if had literally dropped through her chest. "Oh my god..."
"Oh my god." Both girl's day in unison; Hanna covering her mouth in shock.
Melissa lets out a small and sad chuckle. "Leave it to you, sister dearest, to go into a coma— instead of just facing your feelings and confessing to the girl. I know, I've never told you this but...I've seen the way she looks at you too, Spence. The way she touches you, the way she used to seem to always just want to hang out with you at our house without the other girl's around...I think she's in love with you too. One of you just has to fess up about it, and it has to be you. When you wake up...because that girl's going to be heartbroken if you don't Spence, you just have to...a-and if not for her, then do it for me Spencer. I-" The brunette chokes, pulling 'Spencer's' limp hand closer to her. "B-because I can't live in a w-world without my baby sister." She cries, then gently lets go of the brunette's hand to sob into her own.
"..."
Spencer is sensibly surprised her mind hasn't actually been blown and there wasn't small little pieces of her brain scattered across the oh-so-clean hospital room— A thought she would be sure to keep to herself, knowing it wouldn't please the blonde beside her one bit. "What the f*ck?" Comes out harshly instead.
Hanna frowns, spinning around on her. "Spencer."
The brunette quickly shakes her head. "N-no, I didn't mean I just..." She runs a hand through her hair, then does what she did best when she was nervous or thinking— she began pacing from left to right, left to right. "I honestly had no idea that she knew all this...o-or felt this way, w-what am I sup-"
She doesn't get to finish.
Because Hanna grabs her hand, skillfully bringing her back to the present, and begins guiding the both of them closer to the sobbing Melissa.
And for a ghost, and sister, Spencer knew she shouldn't be feeling this scared. But she was.
In truth, Hanna was nervous herself— because, well Melissa was almost a stranger to her and if she hadn't spent so much time with Spencer at the Hastings household or heard stories from Spencer, she would be.
None of that helped anyways, because from those stories and experiences of the two sisters being in the same company with each other...it was brutal.
So now, as she approached a sobbing Melissa...it almost felt like a poking the pigeon story...or was it bear?
Inwardly shrugging, Hanna's careful not to look back at Spencer for assurance— she knows the brunette was just as nervous as her, even if she didn't show it.
So she squeezes her lover's hand gently before, and very much shocking herself— reaching out a cautious hand and rubbing up and down the clearly upset woman's back to try and offer some type of comfort. "M-Melissa...?"
The woman tenses almost instantly.
And Spencer's eyes nearly bulge at what was happening in front of her.
Hanna's hand stops its movement, dreadfully hoping her lover's older sister wouldn't spin around and take her head off. Literally.
Melissa's head shoots up in a fast motion.
So fast, both Spencer and Hanna jump back and the former places a hand over the shorter girl's arm protectively.
...but the woman in front them only quickly wipes her tears in embarrassment before standing up even faster with the both of them watching her cautiously.
"I-I'm sorry."
Neither of them are too sure of what she's apologizing about.
"-I-I should leave you, y-you know t-to-" She begins to head towards the door.
Except, realizing what she was saying, Hanna quickly steps forward. "Wait. No, no Melissa. I understand if you want to-"
"No, it's fine really." The woman shoots her a small grimace of a smile, and points a thumb in the direction she was going. "I'm going to go down to the cafeteria and get a coffee before I go, I just...I c-can't see her like this." She says, excusing herself at the blonde's small head nod in understanding before nearly running out of the room...
Well not before:
"Oh, and Hanna?" She catches the younger girl's attention once more with a hand on the door's knob.
Hanna raises her eyebrows...and Spencer's still too in shock to say, much yet, do anything.
"Yeah?"
Melissa gives the blonde a small smile. "I might not make it here again so um...I-I'll tell the nurse at the front desk to let you visit whenever you want, and..." The brunette hesitates. "T-thanks...for loving and always taking care of my little sister."
With that, the door is being closed behind her and the room is filled with silence...content silence.
"Wow..." Hanna spins around on her heels, only to face an unresponsive looking Spencer...reminding the blonde way too much of the 'Spencer' lying in the hospital bed.
She pinches the brunette's side.
"Ouch!" Spencer immediately snaps out of it, rubbing her side painfully.
How was it that the blonde could be the only one to really ever hurt her, even when she was a ghost?
"Sorry."
"S'okay." She mutters, mind already moving elsewhere. "But did you hear all that? What the h*ll?"
"I know, I know. That was h*lla weird...but you should feel enthused, right?" Hanna inquires, curiously.
"..." The brunette grimaces.
"You're not happy?" The blonde deadpans, arms crossed and frowning.
Spencer quickly recovers, placing her hands on her girlfriend's shoulders to be closer to her. "No. I mean I am, but..."
"But?"
Hanna looks at her in deep concern and the brunette sighs, chest deflating.
"I...I have to wake up, Han. Not that I didn't want to before but...it just truly hit me, and I...you don't know what it means to know that my older sister, who I thought loathed me, actually cares for me, no less loves me..."
Chewing her own lower lip, Hanna wraps her arms around the taller girl's neck, burying her face inside.
Because, honestly she hadn't.
For years after she had met Spencer, it was hard to even comprehend that the Spencer they knew and Melissa even shared the same blood.
Spencer wraps her arms around her torso in return. "I mean, I have all these people- and did you hear her? My sister ships us, Han." The brunette chuckles, and Hanna grins. "You. Me. You..." She pulls away to face the blonde in front of her, eyes as dry as ever. Ghosts didn't cry. "I-I can't leave any of you guys behind Han, a-and I don't want to d-"
Apparently it hadn't meant a thing to Hanna that the brunette couldn't cry, she had enough tears for the both of them and then some. "Don't. Please don't say that." Tears make a steady stream down her beautiful features, making Spencer feel a little guilty for bringing it up. "Because you aren't, okay?"
It wasn't a question.
And Spencer nods slowly, before hugging the blonde close to her again.
This was all she needed...if anything she would know that she had this beautiful girl as hers for a day and some.
"You're life isn't over because Melissa found out you were in love with me this whole time before you, okay?" The blonde jokes lightly, keeping her wrists locked behind the brunette's neck.
Spencer's eyes go wide. "Oh my gosh, I know right?" She half pulls away to look at the shorter girl. "How in the h*ll did she figure that out before me?" She points a thumb to herself in shock.
Hanna raises her eyebrows. "How about before me? I'm with you twenty four seven. But...well I did tell you, your sister was the only person I knew smarter than you..." She trails of teasingly.
Spencer rolls her eyes. "Yes, and I still take offense to that by the way."
The blonde grins at the memory, before winking. "I know." She takes a breath, then completely turns around the brunette's arms with her eyes closed.
Spencer's eyebrows furrow, before realizing what she's doing.
Up to this point, the blonde had been purposely avoiding looking over at 'her' even once.
She makes her way to her girlfriend's side and squeezes her hand.
You can do it, I love you.
Hanna's eyes slowly flutter open, crystal blue irises instantly landing on 'her'. Her breath catching.
So, Spencer squeezes again. Breath
And the blonde does so, dropping her hand to instead take 'her' unresponsive hand and shakily bring it up to her lips and place an even shakier kiss to it. "I love you..."
Spencer feels a jolt in her chest, just as 'her' heart monitor did its own jump at the same time.
Hanna's eyes widen as she looks over at her. "D-did you just...?"
The brunette slowly shakes her head, her own eyes wide. "I-I don't k-"
She's cut off when the blonde's lips attack hers— kissing her feverishly.
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, please don't ever leave me, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you...
So feverishly, Spencer barely had time to keep up before drawn back to reality as Hanna pulls away, leaving one less peck to her cheek before turning.
"..."
"So..." Spencer reaches for the blonde's hand again, joining them— but not looking at her.
"So..." Hanna repeats, also not glancing at her lover, but squeezing her hand.
Spencer bites the bullet. "I have to tell you something." She shoots out quickly, wincing.
The blonde gives her an incredulous side long glance. "Else?" She wasn't exactly pleased the brunette was holding back so much from her.
"...yeah."
Hanna just sighs, nodding her confirmation before looking back down at 'her'.
And Spencer does the same.
For the rest of that point, the two just stare down at 'Spencer' with their hands interlocked with each other.
They'd get through this...they just had too.
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