Back again with another chapter! Continues right where I left off last time. Onward!

A soft moan escaped her mouth as Toby ran his hands down her waist and gripped her hips. He should not be kissing her like this. He shouldn't be kissing her at all. Not just because he's mad at her for what she put him through. It's because she's an inmate in this facility and he's a guard. Getting close to an inmate is against the rules, yet here he is kissing Spencer right up against the pale wall of her cell. When the thought finally registered, he peeled his lips away from her leaving her breathless. His arms came undone from around her waist and he took a few steps back.

"You want to go on acting like you don't know me then go on pulling a stunt like that," he said.

She smirked breathlessly and said, "don't pretend like you didn't enjoy it."

"There you go again," he said throwing his hands up in the air. "Back to playing your little mind games."

"I'm not playing any mind games. I'm trying to tell you my side of the story, but you wouldn't shut up and listen."

"Of course you use your lips to shut me up. You always did that. Just for once I thought you kissed me because…" He paused and said. "Nevermind."

"Things are complicated right now, Toby. You should know that If I could, I would tell you, but I can't. You're just going to have to live with that."

"Oh, sure yeah, I'll just live with the fact that my best friend is in trouble with a problem that I can't help her with. It seems to me that it's not something I can't help you with. I think it's more of you being afraid to ask for help."

"That's not true," she whispered.

"It is too true!" He shouted. "It always took you awhile to come to me with a problem. When you're dad hit you, I found out after that car accident you were in. You only told me small stuff like what the kids would do to you at school. You didn't tell me about stuff that was seriously hurting you. You're reasoning behind that was alway 'you wanted to protect me.' That's not the truth, though, is it?"

"Like I would always say then and what I'm saying now. I don't want you getting hurt trying to solve my problems. With my dad yes, that was fear, but this time it's different. This guy will seriously hurt you if he knows who you are. I'm surprised he hasn't already."

"Can you at least tell me who this person is?"

"If I tell you, you have to promise that you won't confront him. Don't let him know you're on to him. Please, you cannot get involved. If you get hurt, I will never forgive myself."

"Fine," he finally agreed. "I won't do anything."

"Okay," she whispered. "It's this guy named Gary Reynolds."

"Gary?" Toby questioned. "Wait do you mean Garrett? Is it Garrett?"

"I wasn't sure if Gary and Garrett are the same person or if it's possible they're twins. I don't know."

"If you're trying to run from this guy, why get yourself locked up in the place where he could be working?"

"I didn't even know Garrett worked here."

"If Garrett's the one who's after you, you should report it to the police."

"They wouldn't believe me."

"What makes you so sure about that?"

"For one, Garrett himself is a cop and two, they're not going to believe an inmate when they say Garrett is up to no good. For all I know, Garrett may not even be Gary. He could be his brother and Gary is just communicating with me through Garrett."

"In that case both Garrett and his brother are up to no good. You should report that."

"I can't. At least not until I get out of this place."

"Maybe there's a way for you to get out early."

"I wish," Spencer scoffed and sat down on her bed. "Holbrook made it very clear he wanted me off the streets."

"Holbrook Isn't here. If I can talk to Wilden about letting you out early, you can work on getting Gary, Garrett, or whatever that freaks name is. You can work on getting him locked away."

"As soon as I'm out of this place, I'm back on the run."

He took a seat in the chair, "Spencer, you don't have to run anymore."

She smiled softly, "but I do. Until there is some way that I can prove that Gary or Garrett is the one who keeps trying to kill my friends and me, I have to keep running. I have to keep away from you and you need to stay far away from me."

Toby touched her arm, "I just found you, do you really think I'm letting you go?"

"I don't expect you to let me go," she said honestly. "That's why I have no choice but to let you go."

"It's not going to happen."

"Toby listen…"

"No, you listen. I've spent the last three years thinking you were dead. You were my best friend and I'd really hate to see you get hurt, so, please. I am beginning you not to cut me out again. Because it hurts like hell."

"Toby."

She whispers and her eyes begin to water. For the first time since they found each other, Spencer's about to let her guard down in front of him. Toby moved from the chair and crossed over to sit beside her on the bed. He wraps her up in a hug and she presses her face into his chest.

"I missed you," she cried. Her tears flowing hot and heavy down her cheeks. "I really did. I missed you."

"I know," he kissed the top of her head and held on to her whispering. "I know."

Little rain droplets fell from the clouds above and splattered on the pavement. Marion Cavanaugh stood outside the house on the front porch with her son. In a few days, Toby will be starting college, so he leaves home today. His mother is both sad and glad he's leaving. She's glad because he's finally moving on to live his own life. Something all parents raise their kids to do. She's mostly sad about him leaving because well, Toby's her son. She's going to miss him. Her little baby is growing up. Before she knows it he'll be making a family of his own. He'll be raising his own kids along with his beautiful wife.

"Have fun at school, Toby," Marion said while patting his shoulders. "Don't forget to call and visit your mom every now and then."

"Of course mom," Toby smiled. "I love you."

"I love you too."

She gave her son a tight hug goodbye before finally letting him go. Toby pulled his hoodie over his head and stepped off the porch. All of his stuff is already packed away in his car. He gets into the driver's seat and starts up his car. He takes off down the road with nothing but the sight of his childhood home and his mother standing out on the porch waving at him through the rearview mirror. A slow deep breath exhales from his mouth as he passes by the old Hastings place. He glances out the car door window and peeks at one of the windows on the side of the house. The window to Spencer's old bedroom. Taking one last look at the place he softly whispers, "goodbye, Spencer." Then drives off to his new life.

Driving through the rain Isn't the easiest. Especially when raindrops are splattering against your windshield faster than your whippers can move. Toby continued trying to peek through the rain blurring his vision. There was a sign he just passed that said, "West Chester University, 5 Miles." That or West Chester is 5 hills away. Toby struggles through the last few miles and finally makes it to the University. By the time he's pulling up into his parking space right outside his dorm room, the rain begins to lighten up a bit. He gets out of the car only stopping to grab one of his bags from the backseat. Then makes his way inside the building. He figures he can just get the rest of his stuff when it stops raining or unload it tomorrow. He already has most of his stuff inside unpacked already. Last week he and his father came he to unpack. Toby still has a few boxes left in the trunk of his car, but he'll take care of those later.

The dorm he'll be living in for the next two semesters is two bedroom. It's like an apartment, but a bit smaller. The family room and kitchen are one room. Both of the rooms are the same size. Although his room may seem smaller since he has a bookcase, his desk, dresser, and a bed in there. Before he first came here last week, he was told that he will have a roommate. He hasn't met his roommate yet, but he has a feeling he will tonight. A stereo is blaring from the other side of the door. He uses his key to unlock the door and when he opens the door, the first thing he sees is a guy who's about his age sitting with his back to him. The man's eyes seemed to be very focused on his laptop and completely unaware of his existence.

"Excuse me," Toby spoke up.

Due to the music blasting, the guy didn't hear him speak. Toby tried a second then a third time to get his attention. That darn music is too damn loud. Toby walks over to the stereo and hit's the power button. The room went silent and the guy spun around in his chair with angry eyes.

"Hey!"

"Sorry, but it was too loud."

The guy stood up, "don't be messing with my stereo!" He says while turning it back on.

The loud music plays again. Toby rolled his eyes and scratched the back of his head. The guy turns back around in his chair and returns to whatever he's doing on his computer. No way is Toby putting up with this. He's not about to let this guy ruin his time here. Toby presses the power button silencing the music once again. This time, the guy turned around more slowly and rose up on his feet. His angry, brown eyes glared back at him as he crossed his arms over his covered toned chest.

"Are you going to have problems here?"

"No," Toby insisted. "Not unless you're all up on my ass, I'll be right back up on yours. If you don't want things to be like this then, cool. If you do, I'm ready to fire back to whatever you want to hit me with."

He huffed a laugh and dropped his hands, "you could've at least asked me to turn my music down."

"I tried," Toby said. "But what you were playing was too damn loud I almost didn't hear myself."

"Don't be touching me stuff," he hissed.

Once again, the music was turned back on and the guy tried getting back to what he was doing. A gentle knock on the door interrupted his concentration. the man walked over to the door and opened it up to a skinny blonde standing out in the hallway. Her blue eyes pierced through his soul as she clenched her jacket close to her body.

"Can I help you?" The man asked in a harsh tone.

"Um, yeah," the blonde said rolling her eyes. "You can help by turning down your music."

"My music's not even turned up that loud, but thanks for stopping by," when he moved to shut the door, the blonde girl stuck her foot in the way.

"I don't think so," the blonde hissed. "Either turn your music down or I'll come in there and do it myself."

"Oh, really," the guy put his hands on his hips. "I'd just love to see you try. I bet you won't get two feet in this room."

"Don't be so sure of yourself."

"Have you ever been arrested for breaking an entry?" The guy asked.

The blonde stepped up and put her hands on her hips as well, "have you ever had a heel stuck up your ass? Because it seems like there's one stuck up there now. I'll be adding a second one if you don't turn your music down right now!'

The pair stared back at each other for a long time before the guy finally gave in and turned his music down. The blonde girl smiled in satisfaction.

"You know," the guy huffed in annoyance. "You come off as little on the bossy side."

"Only to jerks like you," she said clicking her tongue.

"I'm not a jerk."

"My apologies," she faked a smile. "I meant to call you an ass."

"Are you going to be making a habit out of this?" He asked. "Just coming in here and controlling the volume of my music."

"If I have to."

"Well, I turned my music down. Now, you can go."

"Glady."

Her hands fell to her sides as she turned to walk out of the room. He shut the door behind the blonde and took a deep breath. He shook his head before turning back around only to realize that Toby is still in the room.

"You'll listen to a strange girl but not your roommate?" Toby asked.

The guy smiled, "my apologies man. That's the girl who lives right below us. I turn up my music sometimes just to piss her off enough to come up here."

"Wait," Toby shook his head. "You were pretending to act like a jerk just so that girl would come up here?"

"Yup," the guy smiled and stuck out his hand. "I'm Caleb."

"Insane is what you are."

Caleb chuckled, "I'm not insane. That's just my way of getting a girl's attention."

"A simple hello would work better, don't you think? Do you even know that girls name?"

"Nope," he smiled and sat back down rubbing his hands together. "But I plan on finding out."

"Why don't you just talk to her like a normal person. You can't use your stereo every time you want that girl's attention."

"Why not?"

"Well, for one, I don't think she was kidding about coming back with a heel."

Caleb laughed, "relax. I know exactly what I'm doing. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do."

Caleb turned around real quick to turn his stereo back on. The loud music pierces his eyes once again. Toby looked at Caleb.

"What?" Caleb shrugged. "She's hot."

Toby just rolled his eyes and disappeared into his own room. Now that he's discovered that his roommate is a total nutball, this school year is going to be just perfect.

At last, the sun set behind the clouds and the sky turned dark. Roll call will be starting soon and Toby's bringing Spencer back from dinner. As far as Toby knows, nobody knows about the kiss the two shared earlier that afternoon. Before having to check on some other inmates, Toby stayed with Spencer until she calmed down. On the walk back from the cafeteria, Toby quietly informed Spencer on what events she missed out on in his life. Quietly meaning, they both had to keep their voices down to avoid anyone hearing them talking and laughing together.

He was telling her the story of when he first met his friends Caleb and Hanna. It was his first night at college. Spencer found it funny that Caleb used his stereo in order to get Hanna's attention.

"Wow," Spencer giggled while stepping into her cell with Toby walking in behind her. "Don't take this the wrong way, but your friends sound crazy."

Toby nodded his head in agreement and smiled, "oh, don't I know it."

"I'm glad you met new people, though. It probably gave you a distraction for a little while."

"It did, but there were times where I still thought about...Well, you."

They stared at each other for awhile longer before she asked, "your father must be proud of you. Since you're a cop now. I'm guessing he's happy about that."

"Yeah, he would be," Toby said turning his gaze to the floor real quick. "But he's dead. He never got to see me actually become a police officer."

"Oh," now it was Spencer's turn to look away. She looked back up and said, "I'm sorry."

"That's okay," he smiled softly.

"If he could see you, he would've been very proud of you. I know he would."

"Yeah, I'm sure he would too."

"What about your mom? Is she still…"

"She's okay," he finished for her. "My mom's still around. I see her from time to time and talk to her on the phone almost every night."

"Good," she nodded. "That's good."

"Yeah, I uh, I better go. My shift is almost over for the night and I won't be back for a few days. Don't worry about Gary getting to you, okay. I happen to know it's his week off too. You'll be okay."

She nodded and sucked in a deep breath, "thank you."

Again, there eyes locked with each other's for longer than they should have. Hopefully, there is no one lurking around the halls behind them right now. Toby is about to do something that is totally against regulation. He kisses her. It wasn't like the one they shared earlier this afternoon. This one was more tender and not as rushed. Their kiss only lasted for a few seconds before they separated. Toby took a deep breath and turned to walk out. Spencer stood in the middle of the room wondering if she should say something before he leaves.

"Toby," she calls after him before he steps out all the way.

"Yeah?" He turns around.

"That kiss," she starts off slowly and shakes her head a little. "It wasn't just to shut you up."

He looked back at her for a long time then nodded. The door slid open and Toby exited the room leaving Spencer to sit on her bed alone. She collapsed and felt her heart beating a hundred miles per second. Damn, she's in trouble.

This time, Toby kissed her! Who's jumping for joy over them right now!? What did you think about Toby's first run-in with Caleb and Hanna? Will Spencer be okay will Toby is gone? More importantly, will anybody find out about the kisses they shared? Do you think Garrett is Gary or is Garrett Gary's brother? Post your thoughts and theories in the reviews. Thanks for reading!