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Chapter 3

The next day, the duo of Spencer and Toby headed to the airport to pick up their friend, who had been visiting his family in London. After Wren graduated high school, he came straight to the U.S.A. to attend college. He would see his family as much as he could, but usually he got held up at the the hospital. He had vacation time, but he usually went during summer, but this year he chose to go earlier, for whatever reason.

It was a Sunday night at the airport, and the weather was horrendous. It was a miracle that the plane hadn't had been delayed or, worse, crashed. Even though the blizzard just came in fifteen minutes ago, the storm seemed to be huge. Spencer couldn't help but worry for the next fifteen minutes waiting for the arrival of Wren's plane.

"Spence," Toby said glancing at his anxious, and knee shaking friend. "Stop worrying."

"But, plane crashes are-" She inhaled heavily.

"Breath." He said calmly. Spencer always admired this about Toby, he could be calm in any situation. Why she would be over here freaking out over the smallest thing, he would be over there calm as a clam. She envied this trait about him, she often wondered if it was his lack of coffee intake. She drank way more coffee than him, she drank way more coffee than any one actually. She loved how he would sneak her coffees when ever she went to the coffee shop, not even her way-to-professional boyfriend, now exboyfriend , would do that, who thankfully quit about eight months ago, which meant she didn't have to avoid her favorite place to be.

She returned with a nod, and sigh. She had to go back into her normal routine on Tuesday, classes starting, and on Wednesday she would be back working in the hospital. Toby, who graduated from college last year, was currently looking for a job in architecture. In the mean time he worked at the coffee shop still, and volunteered at the animal shelter.

Wren, on the other hand, was no longer looked down upon at the hospital. After working for three years there, everyone fell into his British charmed ways. Even Debra. While moving on up, he got a guaranteed job for Spencer after she graduated this upcoming spring. Which made Spencer incredibly grateful for.

Soon, the long fifteen minutes were up, and it was announced that flight 212 had arrived. Spencer, and Toby quickly picked them selves up, and walked over to the baggage area to pick up their British friend. After several failed attempts of calling Wren's cell, Toby and Spencer decided just to wait it out, and eventually, after Spencer mistaking Wren as a Asian man; which really showed how sleep deprived she was, they spotted him.

"Wren!" Spencer yelled through the crowd of people as they rushed over to their friend who was aimlessly walking around, strolling his black suitcase closely behind him. The dark haired man turned around, his eyes instantly lighting up and the corner's of his lips flying upwards into a huge grin, that covered half his face.

"Spencer!" He enthused as he jogged over to her, as he got closer he noticed Toby behind her and surprise washed over his face. "Toby!" He yelled enthusiastically. Now, they were close enough were they could actually hear each other over the blaze of people. He threw his hands up and hugged Spencer tightly, and then turned to Toby with a grin, and a 'bro hug' ignited. as they would call it.

"I didn't know you we're going to be here!" He exclaimed. "I thought you were staying up there for three weeks?"

"Well," Toby shrugged. "I can only deal with my family for so long." He said with a chuckle.

Spencer would always envy the bond of a 'bromance' as many addressed it. She remembered the day she found out these two were best friends. It was to her full surprise, and she was stunned as ever.

"Dammit," he mumbled looking at his car frustrated, and angry scowl on his face. He was loud enough, and close enough that Spencer could hear him loud and clear through the empty parking lot. She strolled over to him as the heavy rain drops hit her roughly, she was already wet anyways.

"Having problems?" She said with a knowing smirk, and shifting her eyes from the car, then back at the still frustrated man.

"Slightly," He said his British accent seeping through. "I feel quite foolish," he said nervously. "I think I lost my keys."

"A smart doctor like you doing something like that?" She shook her head, as she wrapped her arms around her petite figure. "Figures." He just gave her a look. A look that was playful, but meant 'this is a serious situation' such as he gave her when working, and she started joking about the patients.

"Do you need a ride?" She asked finally shifting her weight. "Cause, if you don't need one, I rather not be in the rain any longer." She said straight-fowardly.

"Yes," He said taking a glance at his car, then back at the young lady in front of him with wet strands of hair around her face, and goose-bumping skin. "Thanks,"

"Yeah, yeah." She mumbled as she walked on over to her car, gesturing Wren to follow.

"Are you sure your roommate's home?" She asked as she pulled into the parking garage.

"He should be." Wren said. "Do you want to come in?" He asked polity. "I could at least make you some tea, and maybe even a frozen TV dinner, for the drive."

"Uhh," She bit her lip tightening her grip around the steering wheel. Why not? She thought. "I guess." She said softly with a shrug. And so Wren and Spencer approached his apartment which was on the second floor.

After knocking, and knocking, and knocking beyond knocking at the door, and calling, beyond calling. Wren's room mate finally came to the door, which was the same sapphire eyed,messy haired, tall handsome man who worked at the coffee shop. His hair was wet as was Wren and Spencers bit instead of looking as he just was soaked in the rain, he looked to be just out of the shower.

"I was taking a shower-" He said as he opened to the door to reveal a very wet Wren and Spencer. Immediately he rolled back his shoulder, and knitted his eyebrows. Before he could say anything else or even ask why Wren didn't just open the door on his own, Spencer spoke first.

"Toby?" She said her eyes widened and fixated on him, then shifting her eyes at Wren dazzled. "Toby's your roommate?" She asked surprised, and curiously.

And that is how their friendship really started. Spencer sometimes wondered how different life would be if she hadn't given Wren a ride home, if he hadn't lost his keys, if she hadn't been starved and if the two never had been bestriends.

But it did happen, and looking back at that day, truly made Spencer believe everything happened for a reason.

"Can we just get out of here?" She said with a tight smile, and wrinkled fore head. "The blizzards just getting worse and worse, and I'm sure that the traffic is just going to be awful considering," She rambled.

"Spencer," Toby glanced at her with a smile.

"I know." She rolled her eyes. "Breath." She mocked him.

Soon the three amigos were in the car, and back to there apartment. The same apartment that she stepped into two years earlier, for simply a cup of tea and some dinner, but she came out with much more after bonding with these boys. After, they all became close friends. It was amazing how fast people could connect.

On the car ride home, Spencer explained the whole Andrew ordeal to Wren, who attentively listened now and then glancing at Toby, with an unreadable flicker in his eye. Toby simply ignored it, and went on to listening to Spencer, even if she already told him the night before.

When they got back, Spencer excused her self to the bathroom, leaving Wren and Toby alone. Wren was the first to break the silence.

"So she's single now." He said in a hushed tone as he piled his suitcase on his bed, and Toby leaned against the door way looking at him skeptically.

"Yeah," Toby's voice trailed.

"So what does that mean?" Wren asked peering from his shoulder. Toby shrugged in reply, and hesitantly opened his mouth.

"I thought we weren't gonna let a girl get in the middle again?" Toby asked sternly looking at the peeled paint on the door's frame.

"Just making sure," Wren said softly.

"Alright then." Toby said taking his eyes away from the peeled dried up paint.

"Alright," Wren mimicked unfolding a sweat shirt from his suitcase.

"She's single now?" The raven haired girl said her eyes wide and full of surprise.

"Yeah," He answered as he slammed his beer bottle down gently, on the round-high-seated table he sat at in a small pub that smelled of french fries and sandwiches, with one of his dearest friends. "I came back and found her on the couch," he mumbled circling the beer bottle with his thumb.

"Well now's your chance." She sing-songed nudging him with a smirk showing off her pearly whites, and here eyebrows arched.

"No," His voice trailed his eyes darting at her. "It's way too complicated." He huffed. The sound of the pub roared, and cheered for a moment and both friends could only assume the Philadelphia Phillies scored Toby even offered a 'woo' even though he didn't exactly know what he was cheering for, or what happened. The brown-eyed girl rolled her eyes at him, and let out a laugh. After, she cleared her throat, she wasn't done with this conversation by a long shot.

"So how's Maya?" He began to ask which led to his dark eyed friend to shake her head and purse her lips.

"Nuh-uh" She shook her head, her hair flipping everywhere. "You're not getting off that easy." She scolded.

"Emily-" He propped his elbows on the small round wooden table in front of them.

"No," She warned. "How is it complicated?" She blurted with waiting eyes, and a knitted forehead. She was giving him that look that she gave to little cousin, that Toby would sometimes help her baby sit. That look when her four year old cousin wouldn't go take a nap, or when Toby would sneakily give her some candy and Emily would find out, and scold them both.

"Because it is." He slammed his palms to the table, making the unsteady table wobble. "There's so many complications."

"You're just being a pussy." She rolled her eyes as examined her recently manicured nails.

"No," He shot quickly. "First off, she's like one of my best friends."

"So?" Emily said as she cocked her head, and furrowed her eyebrows.

"Then there's the fact, that she just got out of a long-term relationship." he listed as he fiddled with the label on the now not-so-ice cold beer.

"And-" Emily began to say, but the waiter, with the so black that it was almost blue hair, interrupted. He propped there hamburgers, and chicken wraps in front of them, along with a side of delicious fries.

Toby couldn't be more glad of the waiters timing, due to the fact that he was starved, and it would maybe just maybe shut Emily up. As the waiter drifted off into the other tables, Toby took a big bit of his hamburger. Which was very satisfying, as usual. Although, he wasn't going to get that moment of stratification for long with Emily sitting across from sat starring at him with a glare, and that same look she gave him nearly a couple minutes ago. In between mid bite, Toby looked at her, closed his eyes and dropped the sandwich.

"Then give her time," Emily said simply. "Not too long though, Toby." She added a warning in her voice. "Maybe a month." She added as if she was composing the whole plan herself.

"No," He said sternly. "Plus, Wren's like my best friend."

"Thanks," She mumbled with a rolling of the eyes and a scoff.

"You know what I mean." He brushed it off. "We both like her, so it's just not a possibility of me and her as anything more than friends." He shrugged, as if it didn't bother him.

"Why does Wren matter?" She spat. "It's not like he's ever cared before about your feelings." She said implying what had happened in the high school years.

"That was different." He said sternly, "Plus we both agreed to just be friends with her,"

"Toby, if you like her then," Emily said urging her blue-eyed friend.

"I'm not possibly gonna ruin two friendships for the chance of one relationship." He said sternly looking her directly in the eye. "I'll just move on, and we'll be friends." He said sticking a fry inside his mouth. With Emily quiet for nearly two minutes, he finally spoke out again.

"So that's that." He said wiping of ketchup of his plumped lips.

Emily was obviously not satisfied, but she decided since she wasn't getting anywhere, she mind-as-well give it a rest.

So how was it? Every so often there will be a flashback, do you guys like them or no? Any way In the next chapter someone is gwtting married. Guess who? And it will be another time jump sort of. Well thats it! Please review!