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Spencer's whole body was covered in dirt. They had to close the grave, they had no choice. A would trick them again and the police would now we were there. And again they would be murder suspects, not just in Alison's investigation also in Ian's. '' Toby '' she whispered. Spencer ran over to the Cavanaugh's. She was lucky Jenna wasn't home or his parents. He was sleeping on the couch, in peace. She lay down next to him and put her arm around Toby. '' I am so sorry '' Spencer whispered.

Cold fingers were stroking her cheek. She knew she was in heaven. Nobody had touched her that gentle. Her eyes slowly opened.
'' Good morning '' Spencer said and yawned. Toby smiled.
'' I have to ask you something. '' Toby said. His ocean blue eyes bore into her soul. '' Why did Hanna put sleeping pills into my coffee? '' Spencer froze. How did he know that Hanna put pills into his coffee? She didn't know what to say. '' Did you know that? '' Spencer couldn't lie again. She slowly nodded her head. '' Why? Why did you do that? '' Toby asked confused. Her body temperature went up in seconds.
'' Spencer, don't lie to me. '' She was tried not to have eye contact with him, because she knew she would break if she did. But lying wasn't the choice. '' A made me do it. '' Her voice was shaking. '' A made you do it? '' Toby said. '' They made us play a game. I couldn't tell anyone, not even you. If I wouldn't put those pills in your coffee they would hurt you.'' Spencer looked down at the ground. '' How could you not tell me? Spencer, we're supposed to be open to each other. What game? ''
'' Ian is probably not dead. '' Spencer said just loud enough that Toby could hear it. '' What? What do you mean Ian is alive? ''
'' A made us go to his grave, it was open and empty. ''
'' How could you not tell me? You keep lying to me and you put sleeping pills into my coffee! '' Spencer's eyes filled with tears.
'' Why don't you trust me? '' The last sentence made her cry. She did trust him, with all her heart. '' You don't understand. I trust you. I trust you more than anyone. I love you. What if someone threatened you to hurt me? You would have done the same! '' Toby sat down on the couch and put his hand in front of his face. He sighed. '' You're right. I'm sorry. But you have to promise me, no matter what you will tell me. I have to protect you not the other way around. '' Spencer put her head on his shoulder. She kissed his neck. '' I promise '' she whispered into his ear. '' I think you should get a shower '' Toby laughed.
'' Mind if I take one here? '' Spencer asked. '' Not at all. ''
Spencer took his hand and stood up. He knew exactly what she meant. She walked towards the living room and stopped before they entered it. Spencer pressed her lips against Toby's. They walked into the bathroom, still kissing. Toby opened the water. She slowly pulled his shirt off. She threw it somewhere outside. Toby unbuttoned her wet shirt and let it fall down her back. He went through her hair with his fingers. Toby pushed Spencer's body against the white tiles. The tiles were ice cold against her hot skin. Toby kissed her neck. Spencer placed her hand on his chest. His abs were like stone.

'' I can't believe that Ian is… '' Emily began. '' alive? '' Hanna finished her sentence. '' He isn't, come one guys. A is messing with us. Dead people can't get out of their grave. '' Aria whispered the last part. Spencer had just a bad habit, biting her nails every time she's nevous. '' I know someone who maybe could help us. '' Spencer added to the conversation. She could only think of one person. Jason DiLaurentis.
Spencer was standing in front of the big house. She could obviously not ask if Ian wasn't dead or not, it wouldn't make any sense if he wasn't A. She took a deep breath and walked up the DiLaurentis' porch. She streched her arm out and knocked on the wooden door.
Just a second later the door opened. '' Spencer, '' his voice sounded surprised. Yeah, he was not the only one. Spencer would have never thought that she would ask Jason for a favor. '' Glad you came, come on in '' He said and moved his body so Spencer could come in.
'' Thanks '' Spencer smiled.
'' I have to ask you something ''
'' Sure, anything '' Jason replied. How would she even begin? What should she ask first? About N.A.T or Ian?
'' What was the N.A.T club? '' That sentence slipped out of her mouth. Jason's face turned red. He sat down on the couch and rubed his hands together. '' We, Ian, Garret and I used to spy on girls. Trust me I am not proud of that. '' Spencer was surprised at how honest he was.
'' We kind of fell apart, though. I really can't believe Ian is dead. He was like my best budd. '' Spencer was actually feeling sorry for him. He wasn't a creep, Jason was just misunderstood. Just like Toby. Now she couldn't imagine living without him.
'' Do you really think he's dead? '' Spencer asked. She sounded crazy.
'' You found his body right? How could he be alive? '' He was right. They had found his body. He was dead, he wasn't breathing nothing.
'' Garett? '' Spencer asked. '' what happened to him? ''
Jason sighed. '' Well, he wanted to continue. Still spying on girls when they were changing and stuff. But Ian and I thought that it was stupid, we kinda grew up. '' He sounded so sad. Spencer phone vibrated in her pocket. Melissa had texted her.

Come home –Melissa

'' Something wrong? '' Jason asked.
'' It's just Melissa, she wants me to come home. '' Spencer stood up.
'' Thank you '' She said. '' You're welcome. You can by anytime. ''
Spencer walked out of the house and went to the Hastings just across.

'' Melissa? I'm home. '' Spencer yelled when she walked the house in.
'' Melissa are you here? '' She clearly wasn't, but why did she text her to come home? Spencer walked to the living room and put her scarf and bag on the couch. The ground began to creak, the thing was Spencer wasn't walking. '' Melissa? '' Spencer said once again. '' Toby? '' Nobody answered. Spencer walked to the kitchen to get coffee as usual. She looked up and saw a man, black hair, brown eyes, tall. Wearing a blue shirt with a black jacket and jeans. Her heart stopped beating, she couldn't believe what she was seeing. '' Miss me? '' The heavy voice said. '' You're not dead. '' Spencer's voice was shaking. Her hands were shaking. She barely could stand on her legs. '' But you already knew that. '' Ian slowly walked towards Spencer. Every step he set forward Spencer set a step backwards. '' What do you want? '' Spencer tried to sound confident but she failed every single time. '' You can't tell anyone, that I am alive. And I wanted to make sure that you won't '' Ian took a knife from the drawer. '' There's one way to make sure you won't '' He looked at the knife and smiled. '' Ian, don't please. '' Spencer almost cried. '' I am sorry, Spencer. I have no other choice. '' Spencer turned around and ran the stairs up, but Ian grabbed her leg. She fell down on the stairs. She tried to kick him with her free leg. But she was too weak. '' Let go off me! '' Spencer yelled. Ian slid her between his legs.
'' What the hell are you doing? '' Spencer yelled again. '' I've been waiting to do this for a long time '' Ian kissed her neck. '' Are you crazy? Stop it! '' She used all her energy. At last she succeeded and kicked in his stomach with her leg. He fell down the stairs. Spencer ran the stairs up, to her room. She locked the door and ran through her hair with her fingers. She felt in her pockets, but then she realized that her phone was in her bag, which was on the couch downstairs. She looked through the keyhole. Ian wasn't there. Maybe he was gone. She had to try to get her phone, though. She slowly unlocked the door, so he wouldn't hear her. Her heart was beating so fast that it probably could break a rib. He wasn't standing in the hall, he wasn't on the ground downstairs. Maybe he was gone. She slowly walked downstairs to the living room. She grabbed her bag and searched for her phone. But then she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. Spencer abruptly turned around. Her face was just inches away from Ian's. She held her breath and walked backwards. Her feet hit the table. '' What do you want from me?'' Spencer's voice was shaking. Ian walked closer to her, Spencer had nowhere to go. " Nobody can save you " He whispered. There was a huge grin on his face. He pressed his lips against hers. ' No!" Spencer yelled and punched him in his face. He pushed Spencer on the ground, but when he did the knife cut Spencer's wrist. Blood drops fell on the ground. He grabbed her both hands with one. He looked at her and smiled. Her wrist was hurting badly. The blood dropped of Ian's arm on the floor. Ian started kissing her neck and jaws. " Stop it, please " Spencer cried. He started unbuttoning her shirt. " Spencer Hastings commited suicide " Ian said and cut her other wrist. Spencer yelled out of pain. " Stop! " The whole floor was covered in blood. Everything became dark. He threw her shirt somewhere in the living room. He continued kissing her neck. She couldn't do anything, she was too weak. But then there was light. Toby. He grabbed Ian and punched him. Her belly her whole body was covered in her own blood. She heard someone running away, probably Ian. She heard Toby talking on the phone.

" Spencer! " Toby yelled. Even when she was dying his voice, his thouch, his eyes made her question what in hell she did to deserve him. Her eyes were closing slowly. " Stay with me! Spencer, don't leave me!" He yelled. He grabbed a towel from the kitchen and pressed it against her wrists to stop the bleeding. " Keep your eyes open. " His hands were covered in her blood, but he didn't care. He had to save her. Last words before everything went dark came out of her mouth. " I love you "