Chapter Seventeen

Toby ran out of his truck and practically sprinted to Hanna's loft building. The rain was still falling, but looked to be clearing up. Maybe, this was a sign that things would be okay with Hanna...and Wren. Or not. Toby, rushed up to her loft, now out of breath. Finally, with a knock of the door, she was in his embrace. He wrapped his arms around his crying blond girlfriend, not even leaving the doorway. They stood like that, for about ten minutes, until Toby pulled her out off his chest. Her eyes puffy, and pink. Her mascara everywhere, on her face but her eyes, and tears glistening off her rosy cheeks.

"Hanna," He said stroking her arms up and down. "What's wrong?" he asked softly, his eyes locked into hers.

"I-" She said before bursting into tears once again, she wiped them away frantically. She gulped and looked at him, as tears fell down her cheeks. With his thumb, he wiped them away, she bit her lip and shook her head. "You're going to want nothing to do with me." She said softly, her voice raspy and hushed. She avoided his soft blue eyes, which were locked on her.

"Hanna," he worried pulling her closer into him, yet again, her small figure wrapped in his embrace. "What's wrong?" he whispered into her mess of her blond hair which was in a bun, but practically fallen out by now. She shook her head, unable to compose a sentence. Instead, she pulled out of his embrace and led him inside. She pulled him through her living area, and past her bedroom, and to the bathroom.

"Hanna," He began furrowing his eyebrows. She guided him into the bathroom, and with a sob she stepped aside relieving two pregnancy tests. Both with a little pink plus sign. Toby's heart started to race, as he shifted his eyes at Hanna, then back at the pregnancy test several times. It all seemed so surreal.

"Toby," She wailed. "I" She gulped through her tears. "I've been sick the last few days, in the mornings, and getting these huge headaches, and feeling light headed." She explained through the tears. "When we fought earlier, I went to the store, and there was a pregnant woman, and I don't know." She gulped. "I missed my period, and I just." She bursted into tears as she fell back into Toby's embrace. Toby, nuzzled his head into her hair, and whispered it would be okay. Except, he was freaking out on the inside. He didn't know how to be a father, and he was still so young. Besides, and with Hanna? Was he suppose to marry her? He gulped, this was going to be the rest of his life.

"I'm not going to leave you." he whispered into her blond messy hair and his voice flowing into her ear. "I'm going to be here okay?" He assured her as he tightened his hold around her.

"It's just," She mumbled. "I'm really scared." She admitted with a smile of disbelief, looking into his deep blue eyes for the first time since he had come over.

"Me too." he admitted, the words barely leaving his mouth. He honestly wasn't even sure Hanna had heard.

A few hours later, Hanna urged Toby to go home and get some sleep, that they could figure it out within the next nine months. Toby knew better though, he knew that they had to prepare for a baby. They had a lot to prepare. Toby wasn't ready at all, even if Hanna thought he was, he was not even close to being ready to be a father. His father wasn't the best role model, and his mother had died when he was little. He didn't know how to be a parent, he had no clue. But, considering it was leaning on one a.m, and he had work the next day, he listened to his girl friend and headed home. Although, he wouldn't be sleeping that night, he would be rolling around, his mind aching with thoughts.

When he got home, suprisingly he found Spencer lollygagging on the couch watching Grey's Anatomy, while pleasuring her self to a bowl of ramen. Instead of greeting her like a normal human being would when she said 'hey' to him. He asked where Wren was. Spencer shrugged.

"I don't know." She said turning off the T.V. as the show came to an end. "He left like five minutes after I got out of the shower, he seemed like he was PMS-ing, if you ask me." She laughed. When Toby didn't laugh along, she looked at him funny. Even, if Spencer's jokes were beyond awful, he would be polite and laugh, to make her feel good. "What's wrong?" She asked looking at him as his eyes seemed glossy and lost in space. "Where have you been?" She asked. "It's like everyone left to some party without me." She joked again. Still no reaction to the mindless Toby. "Toby," She said softly and worried stepping up. "Hey," She said softly, now in direct contact with his sad blue eyes, "Whats wrong?"

Finally, she received a reaction from him. Everything. Toby thought. He felt like exploding, he needed some one to talk to. And of course it was Spencer, because his life would do that to him. Of course Wren would be gone, and pissed at him. The timing in his life, was terrible.

"Hanna's pregnant." He blurted, worry taking over his face.

"What!" Spencer said her eyes shooting out of her eye sockets. Her eyes stayed wide, as she fell back on to couch. Hanna was pregnant? Toby was the father? After, a minute of silence, Spencer spoke up again. "You're the father right?" She asked shyly, putting on a smile, to make it seem like a joke.

"Yeah," He mumbled as he sat next to her. His eyes on his fists which her clasped together.

Spencer took a deep breath. This was it. Toby and her had absolute no chance. There were too many aspects that went against them. They couldn't be anything more than friends. Spencer, her self, felt like balling up and crying, but she knew she had to be there for her friend in his time of need. "I-" she stuttered. Does she say congratulations, or I'm sorry? Lucky for Spencer, she didn't have to decide, Toby began talking again.

"I'm not ready to be a father," He started, his eyes far away. "I don't even know what that means. I'm not really a family person, and I don't know how to change. I have no idea what i'm going to do, I haven't even met Hanna's parents, they'll probably hate me. My dad and step mom are going to kill me.." He rushed out, Spencer attentively listened. "Saying that I need to marry the girl before I knock her up. What if my son, or daughter hates me?" He asked looking in Spencer's eyes. His eyes were filled with worry, and concerns. "What if i'm a terrible father? What am I suppose to even do with Hanna? I'm still young, and I'm not ready to take on a whole another life. Hanna seems so ready for being a mom, she doesn't think so, but I see it in her. I'm not ready for this." His voice broke out as Spencer took his hands in his. Looking at him with her soft chocolate eyes.

"Toby," She said softly after he seemed to finish his rant. "You're being to hard on your self, you need to calm down. You don't have to follow in your dad's footsteps, just because he wasn't-"

"But," Toby stopped her from talking any more. "I don't know how to be a parent. I'm still trying to figure out how to do this whole life thing on my own! Just today, you were telling me, how much of a kid I still was." He fretted.

"Toby," She tilted her head. "No one can be the perfect parent, you just have to try your best." She encouraged boring into his soft blue eyes. Spencer felt selfish, when her friend was practically pouring his heart out to her, all she could think about was her self. She and Toby have no chance whatsoever, and maybe Hanna will make Toby stay away from her. She won't even get to see him. He'll end up being a gentleman, and marrying her.

"But," He said shaking his head. "I just, I'm really scared." He admitted ducking his head down.

"Do you want my opinion?" She asked after a pregnant pause, after a few seconds he nodded his head. "I think," She began genially. "You will be an awesome dad. You are the most caring guy I know, and the nicest. Yes, you may have your kid moments, but that will only mean that you'll be a better parent. You'll be able to understand your son or daughter, and play with them, and sneak them candy." She laughed softly as Toby's frown curled up into a faint smile. "You put so many people before your self, and you are so protective of everyone you care about. You would do anything for the people closest to you." She said gleaming into his oceanic eyes. "You're going to be a great dad," She said solemnly leaning closer to him. "Because you're the best person I know." She whispered her eyes locked on his, suddenly Spencer felt like she couldn't control what she was doing. She felt herself on his lips, and his on hers. She caressed his cheek with one hand and wanted the moment to last forever. She couldn't pull away, and he was kissing her back. She knew it was wrong, and she knew he was vulnerable, and she knew it was best if the kiss ended, but she didn't want it too. The kiss deepened and Spencer ran her fingers through his damp hair. His hands were off to the side, one still intertwined with Spencer's. There hands moved together rhythmically. She squeezed his hand, and she felt his hand pull away from hers.

Toby didn't know what he was doing. It was bittersweet, he felt like shit. Like a complete asshole, but with Spencer's lips on his he just felt a stronger need to be closer to her. Like, they were magnets and someone needed to come and pry them apart, because he couldn't stop the attraction. His hand made its way to the back of her head, where he tugged on her naturally curly hair and pulled her closer to him. There bodies were inches apart, and it Toby felt his whole body tingle. His knees lock, and sparks shooting off in every direction as he felt her tongue run along the roof of his mouth. He kissed her deeper and deeper, and it felt like they were in a desert. With all his might and strength he pulled away. A feeling of guilt took over his body as he stared at her, catching his breath. He didn't even know what to say, as he searched Spencer's mocha eyes. She had taken his breath away, and put him at a lost for words. He could still feel the kiss on his lips, the taste of her mouth which was mixed with vanilla brown sugar, and ramen, with a slight coffee flavor lingering on the tip of his tongue.

"I'm-" She sputtered. "Toby," She breathed. "I'm so sorry." She said her eyes becoming full of sorrow.

"I-" He said wordless.

"I'm really sorry." She repeated shaking her head. "What the hell is wrong with me." She said slouching into the couch, covering her embarrassed red face with her hands.

"Spencer," He said softly after about five minutes of tension between them. "I kissed you back." He breathed out staring into nothing. "I cheated on my pregnant girlfriend, my son or daughter's mother to be." he said his words full of shame.

"I started it Toby." She sat up abruptly.

"yeah, but I let it continue." he said his words full of shame.

"Toby," She breathed compassionately, not daring to look into his eyes. "It was my fault."

"You can't take all the blame." He snapped. "I-" He sighed shaking his head. "I'm sorry," he breathed after snapping at her. "I just, I should get some sleep." He dragged him self to his feet, and went off to his room, after looking back at Spencer who sat motionless on the couch, her face buried into her hands.

Toby laid in his bed, he felt like a complete asshole. He felt guilt take over his whole body, here Hanna was; pregnant, with his child and he was kissing Spencer. Spencer, Spencer, whom he thought he was over. Whom, he thought she was over him. He thought he was done with the whole Spencer and Toby thing. He denied and denied that the kiss meant anything. It couldn't mean anything, it just couldn't. He was going to be a father. So many thoughts flooded his mind, he felt like he was going to combust. Does he tell Hanna about the kiss? He had too. Will him and Spencer go through the awkward shit, they just seemed to fully overcome. Not, to mention all of his doubts about being a good father. It was a long sleepless night.

It was six a.m, and Toby was still awake as his annoying ringtone on his phone went off, signaling he had to get up for work. Today was going to be a long and tiring day. He already dreaded it.

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