How fast I update this story depends on three things. One of those things is how many reviews I get on each chapter. Last chapter I only got four. Not very good. Thank you to the four people who did leave a review though that was nice of you. If you want me to continue this story, I need feedback from you guys. Just so you know.

Bang. Bang. Bang. For the past hour, Spencer's been with Mona practicing shooting guns at the shooting range. Nobody else is here at the moment but them. Spencer's gotten a lot better at aiming and firing. The last time she shot a gun was when she was fifteen. It was the year before all the stuff with -A started. She used to come here whenever she got annoyed with her family or even when she got annoyed with Alison. Spencer would take her dad's gun and shoot a few. She was just finishing up her last round when her phone rang. Do to the gunshots firing, she didn't hear it right away. Mona had to get her attention.

"Yeah?"

Spencer removed her earphones and looked at Mona who just tapped her shoulder. Mona already finished shooting her rounds.

"Your phone is ringing," Mona told her.

"Oh," Spencer put her gun down to check for a name. "It's Toby."

"Just tell him we're out shopping."

Spencer hits the talk button on her phone and smiles.

"Hey, babe."

"Hey, Spencer. Where are you? I've been trying to call you."

"Oh," she looked at Mona. "I'm with Mona."

"Mona?" Toby asked as if she was speaking a different language.

"Uh, yeah."

"I thought you said you were going shopping."

"I am. While I was here, I ran into Mona and we started talking and that's what we're doing now. Just talking."

"Talking about anything that I should be aware of?"

"What makes you think we're talking about anything that you should be aware of?"

"Well, because you and Mona have never been the best of friends. It's kind of weird to picture you two running around town, taking selfies together and posting them on Instagram."

Spencer laughed, "Is that what you think girls do when they go out together?"

"You've made me watch way too many chick-flicks."

She laughed, "No running around town, no picture taking. Just two old classmates catching up on stuff. I promise, nothing wrong is happening."

"You would tell me if there was, right?"

"Of course," she said without hesitation. "Look, I gotta go. My battery's running low and I need it to last the rest of the day."

"Okay, just to be sure, you are coming to dinner?"

"Yes," she nodded. "I will make sure to be back before it's time to leave. Besides, I'll need extra time to pretty myself up."

"You know you don't have to dress up for my family."

"I know," she smiled. "I'm dressing up for you."

Spencer could tell that he was smiling and blushing. Even without being there to see him. The thought made her smile widen.

"I guess I'll let you go now. Have fun with Mona. Wow, that sounded weird coming out of my mouth."

Spencer chuckled, "I'll be there in about an hour, okay?"

"Okay. See you then."

"Okay, bye."

After they finished up at the shooting range, Spencer got in her car and headed back to her parents house. When she got there, she heard Toby back in their room changing clothes. She plugged her phone into the charger before going back to join him. The door opened and Toby looked up. He's currently standing in front of the mirror buttoning up his blue shirt. It's Spencer's favorite shirt because it makes his eyes really pop out. Spencer changed into a casual flower pattern dress that goes to her knees with a tan belt around the waist. She slipped on black tights and put on her favorite pumps. Toby stepped away from the mirror so Spencer could finish her hair. For tonight, she's just leaving her hair down in waves.

"You ready?" Toby asked kissing her forehead.

"Sure, let me just grab my armor."

He chuckled, "you'll be fine."

He took her hand and she slipped her fingers through his. They shared a look before walking out to their car. The ride over to his parents house took no longer than five minutes. Much to Spencer's dismay. Toby parked the car on the side of the street then got out. He circled around and opened the door for Spencer. She smiled and thanked him. Together, they walked up his front porch steps. Toby knocked on the door and Toby's stepmother answered.

"Hey!" Mrs. Cavanaugh smiled at Toby. Her smile stiffened when she saw Spencer. "Oh, and hello."

"Hey, Mrs. Cavanaugh," Spencer tried being polite.

"Come on in."

They followed Mrs. Cavanaugh into the Cavanugh's living room. In the middle of the room, there's a sandy brown coffee table with two vases full of flowers and a little peanut dish in the center. The whole house smells like ham, apple pie, and sweet potatoes. For a minute, Spencer wondered if this is a birthday dinner or late Christmas. Sandy, Toby's step-mother, offered them a glass of white wine. They both accepted and took a seat on the couch. Mr. Cavanaugh came out from his study and into the living room.

"Toby, you made it. Hello there, Spencer," he said trying to act friendly.

"Hi, Mr. Cavanaugh," Spencer said.

"I'm glad you guys could make it," Daniel said.

"We're happy to be here," Toby said. "And happy birthday, dad."

Toby handed over a medium sized box to his father. Mr. Cavanaugh opened and smiled at the wrist watch. It's a silver band watch and he's been needing a new watch for awhile now. He set the box down on the coffee table and thanked them both for the gift. Just then, the doorbell rang. Mrs. Cavanaugh set down the two glasses of wine and smiled.

"Oh! That must be Jenna!"

"Jenna?"

Spencer looked over at Toby who seemed just as surprised as she was. He wasn't sure if Jenna was actually planning to show up this evening. Jenna hasn't been in Rosewood since high school graduation. Kind of a shocker to see her back here. Mrs. Cavanaugh walked back into the room with Jenna behind her. Spencer could hear the tapping of her stick on the floor. Jenna was being guided in by some guy with soft, blonde hair and pale skin. Toby remembers this guy. It's Nigel Wright. He worked at the airport that he and Caleb went to investigate. Spencer looked up at Jenna feeling suddenly uneasy about coming here. She felt uneasy with just Toby's parents, but now that Jenna was here, things are about to get awkward. Especially after their last encounter before Jenna left town for good.

It's a late night in Rosewood and the lights in people's houses are going out. That must mean most people are getting ready for bed. Oh, how Spencer wishes she could be at home right now fast asleep in her bed. Sleep hasn't been coming that easily for her. After being kidnapped and held captive by Charles, she's a little on edge about everything. She can't even close her eyes for two seconds without picturing herself back in that place. It was a nightmare. True real hell. It's the middle of spring, but at night it still gets a little chilly. Spencer pulled up the zipper on her jacket and kept on walking. She just left Emily's and she's on her way to her car. It's probably not smart for her to be out by herself. If Toby knew about this, he would have a cow. Only because he loves her and doesn't want anything to happen to her again. But, -A is gone now. They found out who this masked psycho is and things seem to be getting better for the gang. Cece is in custody, so she can't hurt them anymore.

Spencer reached her car door and got her key out to unlock it. Just as she was doing so, somebody walked up behind her, startling her. Surprisingly, it was Jenna and some blonde guy. Although, the blonde guy was standing next to a black car parked in front of the Cavanaugh's driveway. She didn't know if Jenna noticed that she'd turned around. Honestly, the whole Jenna can or can't see a thing is always a mystery to her. Spencer took a step closer to Jenna wondering why she came up to her like this.

"Spencer," Jenna spoke.

"Yes?" Spencer responded feeling unsure of what's about to happen.

"You're lucky I can't see right now otherwise you would be lying on the ground with blood coming out of your head."

She was confused, "What do you mean?"

"I know about New York. I know how hard you worked to bring Alison back and I know what you five did to Shana. If I wasn't blind, I would finish you all off for good!"

"Look, Jenna," Spencer sighed.

"No!" She snapped. "I'm talking, you're listening. I've had enough of taking orders from the five of you."

"We never meant to hurt Shana, Jenna! She caught all of us off-guard and she was going to hurt Ali. Maybe even the others. It was self-defense. Besides, you accompanied Alison at the ice ball."

"I did that to protect myself from her. Alison was responsible for Shana's death. She was a friend of her's and she murdered her."

"That's because you turned her against Ali."

"I didn't do that," Jenna smirked. "Alison did that all on her own."

"Alison really trusted Shana. Maybe even more than she trusted us at times."

Jenna's smirk grew, "Is that because you had habits of getting a little cranky from your meds? I wouldn't be surprised if you were the one who pushed Shana. I mean, you already tried killing half this town. Why would…."

The world became silent after a loud slap echoed through the midnight air. Tears glistened in the other woman's eyes as she brought a hand up to her now throbbing cheek. Spencer stood back with rage in her eyes. How dare she go as far as to mention her struggle with taking pills. Jenna doesn't know or understand anything that went down that summer. Spencer turned around to get in her car.

"Alison better watch her back," Jenna muttered.

That alarmed Spencer to turn back around.

"What did you just say?"

"I didn't think you had a hearing problem. Maybe I should speak up."

Spencer stepped up to Jenna, "I know that you've been hurt Jenna and I'm sorry about Shana. We've all been hurt too, but if you ever threaten Ali, Toby, or any of my other friends, I'm going to make going blind seem like a picnic for you."

The awkward tension in the room only seemed to rise as everyone stood around staring at each other. Spencer had her eyes trained on Jenna who had her arm latched on 'what's his face' standing beside her. Toby kept eyeing Nigel. It's a little strange seeing your enemies in the same room knowing that they're about to sit down at the same table eating dinner. The last time Spencer ever saw Jenna was that night outside Emily's house. Jenna wanted revenge on Alison and Spencer threatened her to stay away. That's something Toby doesn't even know. After it happened, Spencer just wanted to forget about it. Now, Cruella De Vil is standing right before her eyes,

"I think the ham is ready," Miss. Cavanaugh spoke and gestured towards the dining room. "Shall we?"

"Yes, of course," Jenna spoke. "I'm starving and I've been craving my mother's ham since I left home."

Jenna held her arm out for Nigel to take and he lead her to the table. Toby looked over at Spencer who just looks annoyed. He reaches for her hand with a sly smile. Now, she knows that if she walks out that door Toby wouldn't hesitate to go with her. But, if she wants to make nice with his family then, she's going to have to just suck it up and get through one dinner. How bad could it possibly be? She finally accepted Toby's hand and his smile. They walked into the dining room and Toby pulled out a chair for her. That just happened to be in front of Jenna. Toby took his seat beside Spencer across from Nigel. Leaving his father at the head of the table and his stepmom at the other end. The food was passed around in a circle. Everyone got their fair share.

"So, Jenna," Miss. Cavanaugh started. "How do you like living in Vermont?"

"It's great. A Little bit friendlier than here in Rosewood. Nigel and I are really loving it there."

"How long do you plan on staying in Rosewood?" Daniel asked.

"Um, a month maybe."

"Oh! How lovely," Miss. Cavanaugh beamed.

Spencer tried not to roll her eyes as she took a sip of her wine. Toby was also not pleased about Jenna staying. As long as she stays out of his and Spencer's way, things should be fine. But this is Jenna he's talking about. Wherever Jenna goes, trouble falls.

"You heard about the new business Spencer and I are running, right?"

Toby jumped in trying to steer the conversation off of Jenna. When he lived here as a teen, most dinner conversations would be about Jenna. He got so tired of it. It was always, Jenna this, Jenna that. It drove him crazy.

"Oh, yeah," Mr. Cavanaugh said while chewing on a piece of meat. "How is your business going?"

"Great," Toby smiled. "Actually, Spencer and I just got hired by this new family that just moved into a townhouse down the block. We start work not long after the wedding."

"Are you sure it's safe having Spencer work with people?" Jenna teased. "You know, she's never been much of a people person."

Toby looked up at Jenna sternly, "I think Spencer can manage just fine."

"I'm just saying, how many times has she been accused of murder? Last I heard, her body count was pretty high."

"Jenna that's enough!" Toby shouted.

"Another word out of you and you'll be the first body added to my count," Spencer accidentally let that slip out.

All night, she's been trying so hard to act calm, cool, and polite. Having Jenna here tonight does not make it all that easy. All night, Jenna's been throwing shade at Spencer. She didn't mean to say what she said out loud, but she's just getting so annoyed. How many days a week has she gone listening to people talk crap about her? Now, she's ready to speak up on her behalf. It's nice having Toby do it, but sometimes, she needs to stick up for herself. Starting with this bitch smirking at her.

"Okay," Mrs. Cavanaugh put down her fork. "Toby, I think now would be a good time for you two to leave."

"Fine with me."

Spencer slammed her napkin on the table, got up, and left the room. Everyone but Jenna flinched when they heard the front door slam shut.

"Someone's in a mood," Jenna teased, which sounded more like a taunt towards Toby.

"That girl is out of control," Mrs. Cavanaugh shook her head. "From day one, I knew she was trouble. Ugh, that woman."

"That woman is my fiancé," Toby spoke defensively.

"You have a real bad taste in women then," Jenna sneered.

Toby smirked, "Could say the same to you."

Jenna frowned. Toby wiped his mouth with his napkin then set it on the table. He, too, got up to leave.

"Thanks again, dad, but maybe next year for your birthday, we'll do a video chat. Just make sure Satan isn't in the room when it happens," Toby said.

"Hey!" Sandy raised her voice. "That is my daughter."

"My apologies," Toby said with a little smile. Make sure Satana isn't in the room."

Toby walked out of the dining room and out of the house with a smug look on his face. He's been ready to go off on his family like that since his father brought in those two devils. Now that he finally did it, he feels better. Coming here this evening was a mistake and he hopes Spencer won't stay mad at him for bringing her here. He walked outside and found her waiting for him by their car.

"Well," he kicked a pebble. "That was an interesting evening."

"I'm sorry," she sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "I just got so mad."

"I know and it's okay. You had every right to be. Jenna had no right bringing up the past. It's something you're trying to move on from."

"That's not the only thing she was talking about, Toby."

He tilted his head, "what do you mean?"

"The night before Jenna left town, I saw her. We had a little dispute about something. It was before high school graduation."

"What happened?" He sounded concerned.

"She confronted me about what happened to Shana and was out for blood. I just wasn't in the mood to argue. I've done a lot of that already. She said some things and made some threats and I may have made some threats of my own. I'm sorry," she sighed. "I should've told you when it happened, but I just wanted to forget about it. Just another thing to add to my horrid past."

"Jenna threatened you."

"Well, me, and Alison, and my other friends. She never came through with her threats, so I don't know what her plan is now."

"Whatever it is, it's not going to happen," he stepped up to Spencer and touched her arm. "I'm not going to let Jenna hurt you or any of your friends."

Spencer looped her arms around his waist and leaned into his chest. She inhaled his sweet scent and smiled.

"I know you won't."

He smiled and rubbed her back soothingly. She pulled back after a minute.

"What do you say we get some food somewhere else?" He asked.

"Oh good!" She sighed in relief. "Because I'm starving and I didn't even touch my ham."

Toby opened her car door so she could hop right in. After shutting it, he circled around and got in the drivers seat. Dinner with Toby's family didn't blow over well. But I guess that's what family is. It's not a real family unless one side of your in-laws hates you. No matter what Toby's family thinks about Spencer, he still loves her. Their opinions over Spencer are irrelevant. Cause no matter what happens, Toby is going to marry Spencer Hastings because he loves her and wants to spend the rest of his life with her.

Lilly: "That's love, bitch!" *high fives Marshall*

If you've ever watched 'How I Met Your Mother' then, you'll get it.

Thanks for reading please leave a review. Do you think Jenna will be much trouble while she's in town? I'm trying to make each chapter of my story seem like an episode of PLL. Lol. How am I doing so far on that? Do I leave you guys hanging at the end wanting more?