Hi babies. I'm changing it up, because why not?! Love you all!

Wren walked out of the hospital and into his car. He took off his jacket and loosened his tie. He turned no lights on, keeping his car dark- the way he liked it. The radio was on playing some older song he was unfamiliar with. It was just starting to drizzle, the cool fall air, reminding him of weather back in London. He looked around for a while, making sure no one was around to see him sulk in his car. The girls were onto him. He needed something to throw them off his trail. He didn't understand their newfound obsession with him. Truth be told, Wren spent many nights with Charlotte in Radley. He felt sorry for her. What a horrible life, to be locked away in that sanitarium, for years, with visits only from Jessica DiLaurentis. When Mona got sent there, he thought it would be a good chance for the two to make friends. They were close in age and had a lot in common. He would listen in on the two girls' conversations and that's when he found out about the game. He had found out a lot about the games, without Charlotte's knowledge of course. He was intrigued, and a little inspired. Wren thought about taking over the game when Charlotte was readmitted to another facility after the game was over, but he wasn't sure he wasn't to do it alone. He wasn't as close to the girls anymore. His partner needed to be close, someone the girls trusted. And that's when it came to him. The perfect person to be his partner. He had to hand it to himself, having a partner was great. When one of them couldn't get to a certain place, the other did. That's why Wren wasn't lying when he told Alison, he didn't push Charlotte. Wren turned the car on finally and headed towards the DiLaurentis house. His other half was waiting for him.

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Ali and Emily were in the middle of watching one of the five movies Ali forced her friends to pick up. Okay, so they were in the middle of a hot make out session, too, but could you blame her? Having Emily Fields officially say yes to being her girlfriend was enough excitement for the day. She knew people didn't really buy movies anymore, but Ali liked to be a little old fashioned sometimes. Plus, she figured if she gave Emily a list of options the two would never decide on a movie, so narrowing down their choices made things a bit easier. Alison finally felt her life form a complete circle. Her sister was still alive, and well. Her friends helped her out, (which she was going to thank them for) and most importantly, she had a girlfriend, who happened to be the love of her life. The moment couldn't get more perfect. That was until there was a loud bang outside. Both girls jumped, startled from the noise. At the same time, both stood up, to protect the other.

"Em, I can handle it. Sit." Alison instructed. She'd be damned if her fresh out of surgery girlfriend was going to stand up and try to fight whoever was outside. Ali grabbed a modern lamp off of her end table. She took the shade off of it and placed it on the couch. Emily, ignoring Ali's instructions, followed behind for back up. She didn't care how much anesthesia she had this morning, she was focused enough to beat anyone who came close to hurting Ali.

Alison slowly opened the door to find no one outside. Her motion light was on, so she knew someone, or something was around. All she heard was crickets, and the pitter patter of the rain against the roof, and drips from the gutter onto the pile of leaves on the lawn. She looked around not finding the source of the commotion. Suddenly she heard Emily gasp. She looked at her girlfriend and met her gaze. To her surprise, she realized a few dead birds scattered on her driveway, just in front of Emily's car. Written on the hood of the car, in what appeared to be blood, was a note:

"One flew East, one flew West, one flew over the Cuckoo's nest."

The two looked at each other in fear. "What the hell?" Alison asked out loud. Emily shook her head, unable to find words. "I need to sit down," was all she could say. Alison immediately grabbed her arm and escorted her back to the couch. "Do you want some water?" Ali asked.

Emily nodded. Ali quickly walked into the kitchen filling a glass with some cool water. She came back and handed the glass to her girl.

"Thank you." Emily said.

"I'm sure we can have one of the guys, clean off your car first thing in the morning." Alison offered, already making plans to take care of the problem. "Dead birds?" Emily questioned, ignoring Alison's thoughtful suggestion. "These messages never get less creepy do they?"

"I'm sorry this ruined our night." Alison was saddened that A knew the perfect timing to show up and kill a mood. To make matters worse the girls' phones rang simultaneously.

Hanna: Wren left about 20 min ago. Said he had an assignment for a summer class.

Aria: I don't buy it.

Hanna: Me neither. Something about farming. He's a doctor.

Aria: Pharmaceuticals Han.

Alison let the girls know about the most recent A message her and Emily received. Spencer took a while to answer, Alison figured it was because she was having a hot and steamy time with Toby. Hey, at least one of them was getting some action.

Spencer: Fill me in tomorrow. Ali can we come over in the am?

Alison: Sure.

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It was early the next morning. Ali rose early, to clean up some of the mess left in the living room. Also she couldn't get much sleep knowing there was a pile of dead birds in her driveway still. Ali was folding a blanket when she heard a knock on the door. It was too early to be one of her friends. Charlotte was getting picked up around noon, and her friends were coming around 10. It would be a stressful morning, but Ali stayed up late washing Charlotte's sheets and making sure her room was comfortable. Alison never pictured herself to be the nurturing type, but here she was fluffing pillows for her sister, and making pillow forts for her girlfriend. Things really had changed.

She opened the door, wearily, to find Spencer, wired from her morning dosage of caffeine. "There should be a limit for how much coffee a person can have before 8 am." Alison joked quietly. Emily was still asleep, tired from staying up with Alison last night. She refused to go to bed until Ali was next to her. "We need to talk." Spencer walked right in.

"Yeah, about those dead birds in my driveway?" Alison laughed again. Despite the sleep deprivation, she still had a sense of humor. "No." Spencer answered seriously.

"Then what?" Alison was genuinely confused. She knew when Spencer was this wired it did neither of them no good to argue. "About Emily." Spencer said. "I know something is going on between you two." Alison was stunned by her friends words. It was true, for the record, but she wasn't sure why Spencer came barging in to accuse her of dating their friend. She had nothing but good intentions. "What?" It was the only thing that came out of Ali's mouth.

"Look, I know Emily won't say it to you so I will. Whatever you have planned, whatever you're doing needs to stop. You can't use Emily's feelings for you whenever you need something Ali. She cares about you." For a moment, Alison appreciated how concerned Spencer was for her friend. She appreciated the balls it took to come and yell at Ali, but that all faded to anger. Spencer had no idea what she was talking about. "You have no idea what you're talking about Spencer."

"Oh really? I've noticed all the little touches, and hand holding. And what was all of this?" Spencer exclaimed, pointing to the living room. "You're trying to separate us already. You took Emily, and had her move in, and now you're making us babysit your sister!" Spencer was insanely wired this morning. The last time Alison saw her like this was when she was on her pills. "Are you speeding again Spencer?" Alison was serious.

"Oh my God!" Spencer laughed out loud, at the ridiculous accusation.

"You're brilliant Ali. You got Hanna and Aria to talk to Charlotte and listen to her, and now they're all on your side. Emily doesn't deserve this." Spencer was shouting. Alison was trying to get a word in, but knew her chances were slim.

"Emily doesn't deserve what?" Emily asked in third person. Ali looked over apologetically. She hated that this was how she had to wake up. Spencer looked at Alison, who gave a look back, that said, tell her. Spencer swallowed hard, not wanting to have this conversation with Emily. Emily was angry with the way Spencer entered the house and just accused Ali of insane things. "Cat got your tongue Spencer? I heard what you said. Ali isn't using me. In fact, we're dating!" Emily blurted out. Spencer looked confused, and turned to both of them. "You're dating?" She asked.

"Yeah." Emily answered. "You can never be happy for me, can you? I don't know how many times Alison has to prove to you all that she's a different person. She had Hanna and Aria watch Charlotte because Wren is dangerous, and we had a date night." Emily admitted.

"Em.." Spencer shrunk down, feeling horrible about her accusation. Alison stood tall, proud of her amazing girlfriend for sticking up for her and proving Spencer Hastings wrong. "I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"No you didn't. But you came here and accused Ali of horrible things anyway." Emily said, still stinging from the prior conversation. "Em, I'm really sorry. I was just trying to look out for you." Spencer was frantic. "I can take care of myself." Spencer stood, in the hall, not sure of what to do. "I think you should leave." Emily concluded.

"What about everyone coming over?" Spencer pleaded.

"They can fill you in." Emily said rudely. Spencer took a moment and nodded, walking out the door. She turned to say something but Emily already slammed the door shut.