Author's Note: Please excuse me as I sob uncontrollably trying to upload this chapter. It has been such a great ride, and I can't believe you guys have stuck with me, toying with your emotions and feels. This is the last chapter :( and afterwards, I will upload the epilogue.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

I nervously tapped my fingers on the arm of the salon chair, waiting for the woman. I looked around. On one side was a ditzy-looking redhead typing away on the newest iPhone. On the other, I could only see the back of the girl's head. Her hair was really wet and a very dark brown color. I turned to my own reflection in the mirror. I already knew, after a couple of years from switching from Aria to Meagan to another temporary identity, how to blend in and become unknown.

I waited anxiously for the colorist to come back. When she did, I didn't even notice.

"You're going to have to sit still so I get the dye in the right place," she said.

I broke out of my own worries and complied. I chewed on my lip nervously, hoping to get in and out of there ASAP.

"How much will that be?" I asked the stylist when she was finished.

Suddenly, the woman sitting in the salon chair beside me turned around. It was Emily.

Oh, shit.

"I can't believe it. It's you," she uttered.

My eyes widened, like a deer caught in headlights.

"I can't believe you, Aria," she said, standing up, now that her hair was done. "You did all of this and you tried to pin it all on Spencer and Toby? You're sick. And you murdered Mona?" she asked furiously.

I hushed her, not wanting the world to hear.

"Don't you at least owe it to them to turn yourself in?" Emily asked.

I shrugged. "I don't know anymore, okay?" I crossed my arms. "I've just been really…mixed up, lately." Wasn't that the understatement of the century?

"Spence? Can I talk to you for a minute?" Hanna asked when she emerged from her room, breaking up the happy family reunion for a minute.

"What happened, Hanna?" Spencer asked, just a little disappointed at having to leave her family. She looked over her shoulder at her two daughters, who were probably already giving Toby grief, and she smiled.

"I just got a phone call from Emily. She came across Aria getting her hair dyed at the salon, probably in preparation for her run from the law, and turned her in to the police. She's at the police station now. She's definitely going to jail for what she did to Mona, and they could give her so much more when they find out that she kidnapped Dianna. And we have solid proof," Hanna told Spencer.

Though Spencer still felt odd talking about her former friend, she was glad. "Really?" she asked, almost as if it were too good to be true.

Hanna nodded happily, hugging Spencer. "I'm going over to see Emily right now. And Spencer?"

Spencer looked at her expectantly.

"If you're going to do anything with Toby, make sure you don't do it in any unspeakable places. That includes any place where I might eat food," Hanna warned.

Spencer rolled her eyes. "Go, Han!"

Hanna smiled and left. Spencer returned to her family. That's exactly what we are—a family.

Hanna was such a pretty little liar. She was going to meet Emily, but they were meeting to confront the same person. They heard from Melissa. Now, Aria made it very clear to Spencer why she did all of the horrible things she did. But there was still one person whose involvement was still a little hazy.

"Emily, you're a genius. I can't believe Wren really thought that it was Aria who sent him that text, though," Hanna said as she sat down next to Emily in the booth of the restaurant.

"No problem. Do you have the wig, though?"

Hanna pulled out an ombred wig, which so perfectly matched my tresses when dyed so I became Meagan. "Remember, Em. You have to hide when I put this on so it looks like it's just me. He'll notice. I know it," she promised.

Hanna left the booth to put on the wig in the bathroom. Emily waited for her anxiously. She looked around to make sure Wren wasn't there and wasn't coming. She tapped her fingers nervously on the countertop. Hanna returned a few moments later. Her hair looked dark. Emily wouldn't mention it out of fear of her dying her signature golden locks, but Hanna looked good as a brunette.

"How do I look?" Hanna asked nervously.

"Really good, Hanna. Just turn over here so he won't be able to tell."

Hanna nodded and looked at Emily, who was partially hiding underneath the table. She turned in such a way that only the back of her head was visible. She heard footsteps approaching and was disappointed when it was only a woman, who sat down in the booth next to theirs. A moment later, someone sat down across from them. Hanna looked up at Wren, who was surprised.

"Hanna?"

Hanna looked at him with ice blue eyes. "Wren."

Emily finally emerged from underneath the table. "I wouldn't run unless you want us to cry bloody murder," she warned.

He looked nervous at this.

"We have a proposal for you. Tell us everything that you know and why you hurt Spencer and her family, and we'll leave out that you were an accessory to first degree murder when we turn you in to the cops," Hanna said to Wren coldly.

He looked as though he was weighing his options.

"I'd take it if I were you, because first degree murder is a capital offense in the state of Pennsylvania," Emily reminded Wren.

Wren sighed. "I'll tell you why I wanted to do this. I wanted to get back at Spencer and Toby. Spencer, for making me think that we had something real and then just leaving me for him. I don't know why, but hurting her daughter made me feel like I was hurting Spencer. And Toby…well, because I don't like him and I thought Spencer could do better. I know that I may have ruined Dianna's life, but…it can't be all that bad. I mean, otherwise, she probably wouldn't have reunited with her sister and parents, right?"

Hanna and Emily were unconvinced. "There has to be more to the story," Emily said.

"I was younger and stupider. I didn't actually kidnap Dianna. I just soaked the house in gasoline. Melissa set the place on fire. Aria abducted Dianna. I had nothing to do with her after that; at least, I didn't until she showed up in Rosewood again. She started talking to me about doing something else for her, because we needed to cover our tracks, and they were close to uncovering what had happened fourteen years ago. I helped her get rid of the evidence because I thought they'd find a way to pin it all on me," he explained. "Please. You have to believe me."

Hanna and Emily exchanged another look, deciding something telepathically.

Spencer smiled as she saw Dianna and Analeigh leave her apartment. Behind her stood Toby. She sighed a sigh of relief, now that it was probably all ending and she could breathe again.

"Spencer, are you okay?" Toby asked her.

She turned and looked into his blue eyes. It was the first time in months she could look in them without feeling like her heart was breaking. "I'm better than okay. This is the best I've been in…seventeen years," Spencer guessed.

He smiled. "I'm really glad."

Spencer wrapped her arms around his neck and placed her head on his chest. "I know you just broke up with your fiancé, but I need you to know how much I'm still in love with you," she whispered, not even sure if he heard her.

But he did. "I'm still in love with you, too. I never loved her. And why stand around when the person you love the most is right in front of you?" he questioned.

Before Spencer could argue, she felt her lips against Toby's, and she moaned in appreciation. "I guess…when you put it that way…" she teased before kissing him again. She embraced him, not wanting him to ever let her go. "Maybe we could finally have the family I always dreamt of," she murmured.

"No, Spence." She looked at him in alarm, suddenly nervous. "It's the family we always dreamed of. It might have taken seventeen years, but they're both here now."

Spencer smiled. "I'm so happy to have them back. I just love them so much. I love them even more because they're half of you. That makes them my second favorite people in the world. I just can't overlook the Hastings part of them. They're a little bit intimidating. Now I can see why people call me scary," she joked.

"You're really scary," he teased.

"Hey!" she shouted, but not being able to contain her own laughs, she kissed Toby once more.

She was sure of one thing—when you loved someone as much as she loved her family, you could never forget or abandon that love. It was the kind of love that will stick with a person forever, and cling tightly to them until they were already six feet under. Although they weren't married and they hadn't said those vows (not yet, anyway), Spencer knew that her feelings for Toby would not part until death, maybe even beyond. It was limitless, and would extend forever for Toby, Dianna, and Analeigh.

I'm very sad that this is the last chapter of Forget Me Not. I still have the epilogue (which I will hopefully upload tomorrow, but no promises). Right now, I would like to thank all of you readers and reviewers. I would especially like to thank: soapgirl411, once a little liar, onedirection2013, and dreamcatch3r, you guys have been there since the very beginning; Carsasa Allakay and infinitydreamzz for reaching out and PMing me, your PMs really made me feel great about this story; sylviecake231 for being such a great reviewer and being so passionate about this story; reneexotyler15 for being so faithful to this story, even though I may have broken your Sparia-shipping heart; the lights of paris, you have been such a great reviewer, a passionate reader, and your story kind of helped me get out of a writing funk, so thank you; dnprociuk, you've also been there since the beginning, and you're from Staten Island, so that makes you pretty cool in my book; Forever Courage, for being very passionate about the story; xxil0vey0uxx, for being very consistent and supportive, as I know I haven't really PMed you lately, but I think you understand that I really just want to get this story finished and the other in good standing; HayBriannnee, for being so interested in this story and so inquisitive with your questions; Guest (DedicatedToSpoby), your review made me cry, which is exactly what I needed; and Guest (Lily) for giving me some ideas of my own. Last but certainly not least, I'd like to thank everyone and anyone who has read my story. Though you might not realize it, I'm sure that I wouldn't have finished this story without you, so I thank you from the very bottom of my heart. -Kayson