Emily stood there with her arms folded over her chest waiting for Spencer to say something. She needed to know why Spencer lied about who she was. What does she expect her to do? Will she have to keep this from Toby?

"I need answers," Emily said.

"I'm not really sure I can give them to you."

"Oh, stop. Don't pull that crap with me. Did you know who I was when I picked you up on the side of the road?"

"You have the wrong person."

"No," Emily shook her head. "It was you. You told me your name was Melissa. Was that or was that not you who I picked up on the side of the road three years ago?"

Spencer kicked the tip of her shoe against the tile floor. "It was me. I'm the one you picked up on that day."

"I knew it was you. Why did you lie about us not meeting before?"

"At the time, I wasn't sure of who I could trust, so whenever I would come across a stranger, I would use a fake name. I often told people my name was Melissa. You can never be too sure what kind of connections people have with other people."

"You didn't tell me because I had a connection to Toby. Why would you want to run from him? Isn't he the one keeping you safe."

"I was young at the time, Emily. And I wasn't running from Toby. It killed me having to leave without telling him, but I didn't have a choice."

"Toby should know about this. He should know that we've met before."

"I don't want to cause any problems between the two of you. You guys seem to have a pretty nice friendship."

"Yeah and friend's share everything with each other. At least, we do anyway."

Spencer rubbed her hands together, "he's going to be mad at me for this. If he found out that I met you before."

"If he forgave you for thinking you were dead for three years, he'll forgive us for this," Emily said.

"What are you going to tell him?"

"The truth. There's nothing else to it. I didn't know who you were at the time and neither did you. That's the truth, Isn't it?"

Spencer nodded, "yes, that's the truth."

"I'm really glad you're alive. I don't know everything you've been through, but I do know that Toby will take care of you. He won't let anything happen to you."

"I know he won't," she said with a slight smile. "He's always been good at that."

"Do you love him? Emily asked. "I mean Toby. Do you love Toby?"

Instead of answering the question, Spencer reached for the bathroom door handle and said, "I think that's enough questions for tonight."

They walked out of the bathroom and noticed that Hanna had already left with Caleb. Toby came over to touch Spencer's arm asking if she was ready to go. She nodded and the two of them left. Emily, Alison, Aria, and Ezra said their goodbyes to Spencer before turning on a movie.

During the car ride back to Toby's loft, Spencer kept staring out the window. It's funny, she lived in this town for most of her life, but she feels like a stranger here. Earlier that day, Toby took her to a small cafe they used to go to twice a week after school. The old lady who owned the place didn't even recognize her. Toby tried to assure her that the only reason Miss. Nancy didn't remember her was because she's eighty-four and often has a bad memory. Spencer put her hand over her mouth to cover up her yawn.

"Are you getting sleepy over there?" He teased.

"A little," she said, stretching upright in her seat. "You were right about your friends. They're pretty cool."

"Pretty insane is how I would put it, but thanks."

She laughed, "yeah, they're insane but cool. I'll be honest, I never pictured you to be the type to hang around that kind of people. It's something different."

He glanced in her direction, "is it a bad different or a good different."

"It's a good different."

"Oh, well, good. I'm glad you like my friends."

They rode in silence the rest of the way home. Spencer's mind kept wandering to the conversation she had with Emily. Why didn't tell Toby they met before? They both agreed on telling him, so why didn't she mention it before they left? Maybe she's planning to tell him tomorrow. She just hopes Toby won't get mad at either of them.

Finally being able to sleep in a comfy bed is something Spencer's not completely used to. It's her second night being able to sleep on something that doesn't cause her back pain in the morning. It was a little after midnight when Toby came out of the bathroom with flannel pajama pants on and running a dark red towel through his hair. He looked at Spencer who is curled up on her side fast asleep in the fetal position. A soft smile comes across his face as he lowers the towel and just looks at her. For once, she actually looks peaceful.

He sets tosses the towel in the laundry hamper then crawls into bed next to her. Spencer shifts in hersleep, but didn't wake. Maybe tonight she'll get a good night sleep. Toby pulls the covers up and wraps them mostly around her. He wraps his arm around Spencer and feels her move back against him.

Why did she agree to this? In less than an hour, Hanna is stopping by to take Spencer shopping. It's not the going shopping that's upsetting her. It's the fact that she doesn't have anything to wear. Toby was awakened by something soft being thrown over his face. His eyes snap open and he clenches the white fabric that just landed on his face. He sits up in bed and chuckles once he sees Spencer standing in front of the dresser. Her hands are digging through the top drawer trying to find something decent to wear. As Toby looks around the room, he finds a few more pieces of clothes on the floor.

"Dammit," Spencer mutters then tosses another shirt over her head.

This time top catches it with his hand before it smacked him in the face. He chuckles again before finally getting up and walking over to help.

"Spence."

She stops suddenly, putting her hands on her hips and sighs, "I can't find anything."

"What are you looking for?"

"I'm trying to find something to wear. Hanna will be here any minute now to take me shopping, and I can't find anything to wear that won't be people want to throw up when they see me."

"Spencer. Spence," he grabs her shoulders. "Relax."

"I can't relax. I have to find something to wear."

"The whole point of going shopping is so you can find some clothes to wear. You don't have many options to choose from. Besides, you look amazing in everything you put on."

"Thank you, but girls always have to look hot."

"You are hot," he blurts out then immediately felt embarrassed.

"Watch it, officer," Spencer teases. "My guy friend normally doesn't like it when men call me hot."

He pushes her comment to the side and focuses on the mission at hand.

"Why don't you just wear that lovely white shirt you threw at my face earlier and a pair of those blue jeans you have lying on the floor."

"Wow," she picks up those two pieces of clothing. "That may actually go together. Are you some kind of fashion expert or something?"

"No, I just grew up having girls as friends."

She goes into the bathroom to change while Toby goes into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Hanna will probably be here soon, so he has to be quick. The eggs got done cooking by the time Spencer came out into the room.

"Something smells good," she comments.

"It's the coffee and eggs."

Spencer pours herself a cup then sits up on the stool. Toby slides a plate in front of her then sits on the stool beside her. Not even two minutes later, Hanna came knocking on the door. He gets up and opens it. Both Hanna, Aria, and Emily are there.

"Morning ladies," Toby greets.

"Morning."

"Please tell me you have coffee," Aria whines. "Hanna insisted on waking us up at 7 just so we would be on time."

Toby chuckles and points to the kitchen, "it's in the pot."

Aria and Hanna ran over to join Spencer in the kitchen. They sit up on the stools and start a conversation with her. Toby and Emily stood behind in the living room.

"Do you want some coffee, Em?" Toby asks.

"No, thanks I'm good."

"I didn't know you were coming today."

"Yeah, there's something I've been meaning to tell you, but I was trying to find the right words."

"What is it?"

"Uh, maybe we should wait to talk about this. I don't want Aria or Hanna here when I mention this to you."

"What?" Toby's face turns into a worried expression. "Are you hurt?"

"No," Emily smiles. "I'm fine. It's just something I think you should no."

"Oh, well, okay."

"Let's go, Spencer," Hanna jumps off the stool. "Today, we are going to show you around girl world."

"Hanna, she's already in girl world," Aria says.

"Oh, you know what I mean."

"It sounds great," Spencer says. "Let me just brush my teeth and I'll be ready."

Spencer left with Aria and Hanna while Emily stays back to speak with Toby. She already spoke to Spencer about this, so this won't be a surprise.

"Emily, what's going on," Toby asks. "You're scaring me."

"It's nothing bad, I'm just afraid you'll get mad at what I'm about to say."

"I could never be mad at you, Em."

"Yeah, hold onto that," she sighs. "A few years ago, I was driving home to visit my parents. During the drive, I saw someone walking alongside the road. It was a girl and I picked her up, gave her a ride to this dinner that was a few miles away. I even lent her some money to help pay for her travels. Toby, that girl I helped years ago was Spencer."

Toby looks up at her with wide eyes, "you've met Spencer before." Emily nodded. "What? When? Where? How could you not tell me this."

"It was a few years ago and it was before you told me about her. I didn't even know who she was at the time. She told me her name was Melissa."

"But you had to have recognized her face. Do you not remember the pictures I showed you? At that one New Year's party, I showed you a picture of her. I told you the story of how I thought she was dead and you didn't say anything?"

"Toby, Spencer was a little girl in that picture. The girl I picked up on the side of the road looked different from the girl in the picture."

"If they looked different then maybe it wasn't the same girl. Are you sure you've met Spencer before?"

Emily nods, "last night, I confronted Spencer about it and she told me that was her I picked up. She too had no idea who I was until she saw me at the bar the other night. Please, don't be mad at her for this."

Toby takes a seat on the couch, "I'm not mad."

"Are you sure? You seem a little tense."

"No," he shakes his head. "I just have to think about this for a minute."

He thought back to that moment when he was too upset to go back to Rosewood. At the time, he didn't want to be in the town where his saddest memories lied. Emily even offered to give him a ride to his mother's place. To think that if he had accepted her offer, he could've been there when Emily picked Spencer up off the road. He would've found her and been able to convince her to come home with him. He could've saved so much trouble on himself if he had just gone home that winter with Emily.

Sorry this chapter wasn't very good. What do you guys think? Is Toby really not upset about Emily running into Spencer?