A/N: Huge thanks to all my reviewers, my readers, and my amazing super fantastic beta 2 Die is 2 Live! I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

Spencer's P.O.V:

The man sitting across from her had dark brown hair and startling blue eyes. His skin was slightly tanner than Spencer's and his smile was warm and inviting. The blonde faltered slightly before letting her face give way to a small smile.

"Okay, do you know where I am?"

"You don't remember anything?"

Spencer shook her head as she contorted her face in concentration.

"I remember falling down on the sidewalk and not being able to breathe at all. There was a bruise on my hand and-"

Wait a minute. A bruise on my hand? But the only time I get bruises is when I…

Tentatively, the blonde extricated her arm from under her sheet and gasped at the sight. Spencer bit her lip to keep from crying at the sight of the large purple welts that covered her arms and hands in huge splotches.

Her eyes fluttered closed and Spencer took in a deep shaky breath, trying to compose herself.

"What was your name again? I'm sorry but it slipped my mind and-"

"It's Kyle."

"Right. Kyle. Um…would you mind getting the doctor for me please, I think I really need to talk to him.

The handsome young man stood immediately and made his way out the door only to return momentarily in the company of an old man in a white coat.

"Aaah, Miss Carlin, you're awake! It's very nice to see those pretty blue eyes of yours more clearly. My name is Dr. Kinley and I'll be overlooking your stay at this fine institution. Your brother has taken full responsibility and I'm very glad that he could be here with when you woke up."

My brother? Who could he be talking about? Glen's not supposed to be back for another six months and Clay…wait a minute! It's-

"-needed to ask me?"

"Um…sorry Dr. Kinley, I missed that. Could you please repeat that for me?"

"Sure, Spencer. I wanted to know if there was anything that you needed to ask me."

"Oh, yeah. Have you looked at my arms?"

The doctor's smile faltered slightly and the man let out a sigh.

"I'm going to assume that you weren't given the news yet?"

"What news?"

"You've come out of remission and this time the cancer is moving much faster than it was before. I have paged Dr. Jacobs as well asking her to be told immediately of your transfer and she should be here as soon as the message gets to her. But as I was saying, the cancer has returned and we should all be discussing what the next step needs to be."

"Oh. Could uh could you do me a favor and call Lauren again?"

"Excuse me, whom would you like me to call?"

"Lauren Jacobs? Dr. Jacobs?"

"Ah, I see, Miss Carlin, I'll personally make sure that the call gets made."

"Thank you."

The moment the doctor stepped outside the room, Spencer whirled her head towards the sheepish looking man in the chair.

"You told them you were my brother?"

"They wouldn't let me stay here if I wasn't related to you and so I just told them that I was your brother. I know it was wrong but it wasn't that hard to believe, have you seen our eyes? They're almost exactly the same!"

Spencer found no humor in the man's statement and continued to stare blankly at his face. Realizing his fault, the man dropped his head low and spoke softly.

"I'm sorry, Spencer, I just didn't want to leave you alone until you woke up and I was sure you were going to be alright."

"Kyle. Fine. It's okay, but I have another question."

"What is it?"

"Why did you have me transferred? My oncologist and Dr. Jacobs work there and it would have been easier to contact everyone."

"There were these two girls in the waiting room and when I first walked out there, they were holding each other and whispering in each other's ears and then later on they started a huge commotion. When I found out that they were looking for you, I decided to go and inform them on your condition. Both the women were very short and the shorter one even dared to push me. I thought that they were volatile and that it would only harm you to be around them so I told the nurse that you would be transferred to another hospital and to restrict the information from the two women in the lobby. I'm sorry, Spencer, but when I talked to them, not only were they rude but they were too concerned with each other to even ask another question about you. I'm sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing."

The man hung his head in shame and Spencer hesitated a moment before reaching out and covering his hand with her own.

"It's perfectly fine. I understand what happened and I'm not mad at you. In fact, I owe you a huge thank you for saving my life back there at the club."

"It's not a problem, Spence. I couldn't just leave you there!"

"Whatever the case may be, you did stop and I do owe you my life. Now tell me more about yourself. I'd like to get to know this hero of mine."

Kyle grinned at the weak blonde who mustered up a small smile in return before he launched into a monologue about his birthday, hometown and other miscellaneous facts.

Spencer on the other hand, nodded absentmindedly but her mind was stuck on one sentence throughout the entire time Kyle was speaking.

"They were too concerned with each other to even ask another question about you."

It didn't even matter that I was in the goddamn hospital. All that fucking mattered to them was when they would be able to fuck each other senseless.

Well fuck them.

If they don't give a damn…I sure as hell don't have to either.

Ashley's P.O.V:

"Lauren, who are you talking to??"

Ashley stomped her foot, threw her hands on her hips and began tapping her foot incessantly. The two girls still had no news to where the ill blonde had been transferred to and were beginning to worry.

But then Blondie gets a phone call and all is well in the world again, right?!

Spencer is in a hospital room alone with some random perverted sick freak and all she can do is nod and say 'I see' fifty times into the stupid phone.

"Look at me I'm Lauren! I see. I see. I see. I see. I see. I see. I see. I see. I fucking see!"

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

The brunette looked up to see Lauren turned towards her with a very confused and slightly scared expression on her face.

Shaking her head, Ashley moved on to more important things.

"Doesn't matter. Can we go find Spencer now?"

"No need, my small minded Brownie. That was Dr. Kinley and he told me exactly what was going on with Spencer and where she is currently staying at so we can leave whe-"

"Come on, let's take my car! You drive slower than my grandma does! You can give me the directions and details on the way."

Lauren opened her mouth to retaliate but deciding against it at the moment, she followed the speed-walking brunette to her car, grumbling to herself and muttering under her breath.

"Her grandma drives faster than me? Ha! Old lady would have had to be doing ninety down this road. Stupid speedy Brownie with stupid lame cop friends!"

"What the hell are you talking to yourself about?"

The brunette stared at the broody blonde with a raised eyebrow before shaking her head and ducking inside the car.

"You know what? Never mind. I don't even wanna know. I seriously think you need to see a shrink more than I do. I mean talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity and-"

"Ashley?"

"Hmmm?"

"Shut up and drive."

"Fine."

A few beats of silence went by before Ashley's voice piped up again.

"Denial is the second."

"Ashley!"

"Sorry! Sorry! You know I think that anger might be the thir-"

Glancing over at Lauren, Ashley promptly shut her mouth and returned her gaze to the road.

"Yeah, I'm-uh..I'm just um, I'm gonna shut up and drive now."

Author's Note: So another chapter in the bag! Review and let me know what you think of this chapter and what you think is gonna happen in the next one. Love you all!

P.S. I happen to have an opening for a crazy deranged south of nowhere stalker who's like madly in love with me...anybody up for the challenge? Hmmm? LOL!!