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Chapter Three

He's Back...

A trip to the grocery store. That's all she had planned for that humid mid-July afternoon. An uneventful afternoon. That's all that she had anticipated that morning when she woke up. Although, the universe had different plans for a certain Spencer Hastings. "Mommy, can we get these?" The little boy asked holding a box of chocolate mini wheat cereal, which he much more preferred than Spencer's honey nut Cheerios she always bought. Caleb had once introduced Noah to the chocolate mini wheat cereal he was now so fond off, and now the little boy was obsessed. Obsessed,as in eating chocolate mini wheat cereal for not only breakfast, or a mid morning snack, but lunch, or sometimes he would even ask for it for dinner. Spencer didn't argue with her son about having cereal for dinner, as long as he would eat some kind of fruit or vegetable to accompany it. She wasn't too fond of the idea, but with her tight wallet, and mediocre cooking skills, she let it slide.

"Sure," She said grabbing the box of cereal, and putting it in the cart, along with her own box of Cheerios. It was a Tuesday morning, and one of the extremely rare days Spencer neither had work, or school. Yes, she took school during summer. She was so eager to get her writing degree at this point. After high school, Spencer waited a year to actually start going to college. She was a single mother at eighteen, and she simply didn't have enough time to take care of her son, and go to school. So, the next fall, when Noah was barely one, Spencer started attending classes...slowly. She only had two classes a semester, and has building up her schedule gradually ever since. At this rate, she would be graduated by next spring. It wasn't what she originally planned, but then again her life was just a continuous line of unexpected events.

Her parents looked at her indifferently, crossing their arms, and her mother tapping her foot as if she was wasting her precious time, that could be spent doing work or praising Melissa. Melissa, was on the couch's arm and looking at her with curiously, more skeptically than curious actually. Spencer gulped. She was ten weeks pregnant, and she had made up her mind. She didn't know if her decision was the smartest decision... but, she couldn't kill her baby. She couldn't already be a worse parent, than her own parents. She couldn't let her baby be demolished of life because the father had completely shattered her heart, and even though she was simply just a high school student with her whole life in front of her, she knew now, that this baby was her new life.

She was scared, and beyond worried. Worried about her parent's reaction, worried about all the rumors that would now be circulating Rosewood, but most importantly worried about her baby's safety. Could A...or Toby, be so morbid to try and hurt her while she was pregnant? Would they drug her, messing up the baby's development? The thoughts scared her to death just thinking about them. But, A had been gone for a while now, ever since she had found out about Toby... could have Toby been behind all of it? Did he stop because they knew the truth? None of it made sense to her. One thing was for sure though, she was not going to let any one hurt the baby growing inside her. She loved him or her so much already, she or he was truly the only one helping her out of her sickening depression.

Her mother coughed intentionally, snapping Spencer out of her painful thoughts. "Um," She mumbled, with a gulp.

"Well, Spencer. Get on with it." Her father urged her.

"Well..." She said licking her chapped lips, she hadn't been really taking care of her self lately.

Mind as well pull of the bandage. "I'm pregnant." She forced her self to say. She didn't know how else to put it, but now she stood silent, her mocha eyes full of fear. Her father looked angry, no beyond angry. His jaw clenched, and he stood up abruptly, his brown eyes hard, and his fists clenched with furry. Her mother looked baffled, and disturbed and just glared at her youngest daughter in shock. Melissa gaped, her mouth slightly open, and her brown eyes widened with astonishment.

"You're what?" Her father gritted through his teeth.

"Pregnant." She said meekly, not looking him in the eyes. She felt her whole body begin to shake, or at least it felt like she was shaking. She began to feel week, and felt as if she was going to collapse, her knees trembling unsteadily.

"Is this why Toby Cavanaugh left? He got you pregnant, and didn't want to take responsibility, and left?" He said taking another sharp step towards the shaking girl. Before Spencer could even say anything, her father went on, his voice increased and nostrils flared. "Did he pressure you into this? I knew that boy was nothing but trouble. From the start he was causing chaos in this town!" He said furiously.

"Spencer, I thought you were smarter than this?" Her mother asked, her voice full of disgrace, and shame. Her mother still didn't stand up, and her father had his hand covering his forehead, and the other tugging at his buttoned up shirt collar.

"I-" She spattered. "I'm-"

"Who the hell does that kid think he is? Going around impregnating my little girl, and then just getting up and leaving town. Well I tell you that guy is no suited to be a father. It's almost better he left town. " Her father yelled aggravated, not yelling at any one particular.

"I-" Spencer sputtered blankly, she had no idea what to say.

"Spencer just go to your room." Her mother said shaking her head with a heavy sigh, and ducking her head resting on her knuckles annoyed. They were sending her to her room? Like she was a child and she had stolen a cookie before dinner? She was having a baby, and they were treating her as if she was one. Then again, how did she expect them to act. She glanced at Melissa before letting out a sigh, and Melissa shot her a sympathetic look, before taking a place on the couch next to her mother, and patting her on the back comfortingly.

Of course when Spencer was in the need of some comfort, her parents totally isolated her, and Melissa would suck up to her parents even more than usual.

"Mama, please, please, please, can I get the chocolate bars?" He asked pleadingly, displaying a crunch bar, and a kit-kat bar in his two little hands. Spencer didn't even understand how he knew what a crunch, or kit-kat bar were. She had never fed him chocolate... her mind instantly went to one person: Caleb.

"How do even know what those taste like?" She asked him, already preparing her self for an answer.

"Uncley Caleb gave some pieces to me the last time I saw him! He told me not to tell you though, so don't tell him please! Because i don't want him to be mad!" He said quickly, he had a lot of energy, like most four year olds.

"Oh did he?" She asked with a knowing smirk.

"Y-yeah" He stuttered looking up at her. "Don't tell him Mommy...please" He said his big blue eyes getting bigger, and his rosy lips parting. "Mommy!" he said after she didn't reply. She laughed shaking her head, at her son.

"Okay, I promise." She said with a reassuring smile. "But on two conditions. I'll get you one candy bar, and you have to share."

"One?" He pouted. She nodded firmly. They were in line at the cashier, and the older woman in front of them was pulling out her check book signaling it would soon be their turn. Noah would have to make his mind up...and fast.

"But you have to pick now, or you can't have any." She warned him.

He shifted his eyes frantically between the two candies, as if his life depended on it. He bit his lip, and set the crunch bar back where he picked it up, and handed the kit kat to his mother.

"Good choice." She smiled taking the candy from her little boy.

"I got your favorite." he said stepping into the side door that led him into the Hastings kitchen. He had been texting his busy bee the whole day, well trying to at least. Her summer classes were ending in nearly two weeks, and that meant her exams were close by, which meant the only thing Spencer had fraternized with, was her books. Her friends were fine with this, Emily wasn't even back from her travels, Aria was probably dragging Ezra on photo shoots , and Hanna...was most likely finding new places to make sacred with Caleb, or attempting to complete her summer bucket list. Her friends had their own lives, and were fine with Spencer disappearing into her studies every now and ten. Toby on the other hand, wasn't too fond of spending any less time with her. At first, she declined when he said he could come over and 'help her study'. As if he actually would. He would simply tease her, and end up making her completely forget about her exams. She would easily become entranced by him, instead of her studies.

Not once in her life had she ever had this problem. No one could distract her so easily from her important studies. He was the only one who she would procrastinate homework, or end her studying time early for, so she could have an extra thirty minutes of talking to him on the phone every night. Spencer was almost glad he was a year ahead of her, and didn't return to school last Winter. Seeing him at school, would be incredible. But, she would get so carried away in the high of Toby Cavanaugh, that her grades would plummet downwards.

He pulled a king-size kit-kat out of the plastic back, and slapped it onto her counter. Then he pulled out one of Spencer's favorite movies, that she had no idea how Toby even found. She had purposely told him that very old movie, so she could have at least a little study time before her dangerously attractive boyfriend came over, and whisked her away from her studies. "And last but defiantly not least," He said putting the tall coffee espresso in front of her.

"Thank you," She smiled up at him with sigh of complete bliss. She took a sip of the much needed coffee, and let out a pleasurable groan before setting it back down. "I can't believe you actually went out and found it." She laughed as she glanced at the old movie. Her giggles continued as she shook her head and stood up to greet him with a kiss. "You're ridiculous." She said, really saying 'You're perfect.'

"You're ridiculous," He murmured against her lips before their lips touched. "I would do anything for you." He said solemnly, pressing his lips to hers once more.

"I know." She said happily, her mocha eyes vibrant and dancing with glee, as the butterflies in her stomach fluttered around aimlessly. "I love knowing that." She said breathlessly, and kept her balance by wrapping her arms around him fully into a hug, nuzzling her head into the crook of his neck inhaling his cologne. Something about him, something about him was different then how most guys made her feel. To most guys she was cool, collected, and confident. But with Toby she was nervous, and felt dizzy almost every time he was around. Toby could take her breath away by a single kiss, and make her stutter with a simple glance. He could make her tremble in a instant with his loving words, and make her knees buckle when he smiled at her. He made her whole body heat up when he deepened the kiss, but managed to send shivers up her back at his touch. Being with Toby Cavanaugh, it was defiantly the best feeling in the world. He could make her forget about her stress, her insecurities,and her worries. He could make her feel better what ever the situation, and most of all he made her feel safe in her life of horror.

The woman had loads of groceries in one of her hands, and her little boy's tiny hand in the other as they walked through the parking lot on the way back to her car. The little boy carried a bag of bread, helping his mother with the large load. Just as she was about to press the button for her car to unlock, a man interrupted her "Spencer?" The man's voice yelled from across the parking lot, the man was now jogging towards her grinning, "Hey, fancy seeing you here." He said with a broad smile. He was wearing jeans, and a simple navy T-shirt. He was quite handsome, he had beautiful hazel eyes, scruffy, curly, dirty blond hair that went past his ears, and some stubble. He was fairly tall, a bit taller than Spencer. He wasn't scrawny exactly.. but he was skinny and tall with not a lot of muscle.

"Yeah, Hey Trevor." She said with a smile.

"And who's this little guy?" The man asked cooing at the little boy next to the tall brunette, the little boy shot the man an odd look, and the man adverted his hazel eyes back to Spencer.

"My son; Noah." She said smiling at her son, "Don't be rude. Say hello." She told him sternly.

"Hi," He mumbled, his big blue eyes squinted at the strange man.

"I didn't know you had a son?" The man laughed.

"Yeah, " Spencer said her voice trailing as she rolled her mocha eyes down on her son. "He just turned four."

"Wow." The man widened his hazel eyes. She tilted her head at him, squinting her brown eyes. "That's surprising." he added nervously.

"How so?" She asked smugly.

"Just surprising..." his voice trailed into another low nervous chuckle. "You need help with those groceries?" He reverted quickly.

"Um, sure." She said reluctantly. She kind of did need some help. She handed him some bags, and then opened the back seat so Noah could hop into his booster seat, and buckled up. Spencer made her way to the back of the car, where Trevor had piled his handful of groceries in the trunk, and Spencer followed suit. After, she slammed the trunk close. "Thank you," She murmured.

"No problem." He answered. "I noticed you got Cheerios, it's my favorite. A lot of people say I'm plain and boring, but really it's phenomenal." Trevor said, the sun bouncing off his hazel eyes vibrantly.

"Yeah, it's mine too." She said with a genuine smile. "All my friends make fun of me, but it's delicious, and healthy, besides that just means more for me." She went on.

"Exactly!" Trevor exclaimed. "Now Spencer I have to be honest with you, I haven't stopped thinking about you since our date." He professed his eyes gleaming into hers.

"Oh," She mumbled.

"And I was wondering if you would want to go on a second?" He asked.

"I don't know..." She said her voice trailing with uncertainty. "But, I got to go. Noah's waiting for me, and he's going to be hungry for lunch soon." She said biting her lip. "It was nice seeing you." She rushed out before joining her son in her car.

She fell back onto bed with a suppressed sigh, she looked at her stomach rubbing it slightly with one of her hands, she wasn't exactly showing... there was just a small round bump. She was a naturally skinny person, and she knew she could have kept this charade up a little longer, but she was tired of secrets. She was tired of keeping secrets, she was tired of being kept from secrets, she was just tired of secrets. Period. Her phone chirped, and she reluctantly pulled it out of her pocket. She hadn't received an 'A' text since the night they found out about Toby, until now that is.

'Awh Spencer finally fessing up to the truth? You're taking all the fun out of it. - A' Spencer gaped staring at her phone screen. No, A couldn't be back. Instantly, she dialed her best friends numbers, and they some how got past her raging parents and into her bedroom. Now, they all sat guilty in various spots of her room.

Emily sat on the Spencer's bed with Spencer, Hanna sat at Spencer's small desk, and Aria; the guiltiest looking one of them all, sat in the far off corner on her red sofa chair. "Do you guys think this is just a fake? Do you think Toby's back... I'm sorry, I should have called the cops when we had the chance." She sighed shamefully ducking her head down and biting her lip roughly until she could taste the blood gathering in her mouth.

"Actually..." Hanna said glancing at the other two girls cautiously. "We've been getting A texts...too."

"What?" Spencer said shifting at her best friends curiously.

"We didn't want to tell you, you were already so down, and if A giving you a break, then we figured we shouldn't burden you with our problems." Emily gulped.

"Our problems?" She snapped. "I thought we were all on the same team..." She said clearly aggravated.

"We are." Hanna piped up meekly. "We just thought you already had so much on your plate, that we thought you deserved a break." She shrugged. The silence between the girls lasted a while. Each one of them waited until Spencer had spoke up, timidly.

"So do you guys think this is Toby?" She whispered, desperate for them to say 'No'. Or even a not so sure answer. Something that just would put an end to this whole Toby being A ordeal.

"No," Aria said shyly. "Toby left town. Besides his cover was blown, and he would be stupid to stay and Rosewood and continue this." She added.

"And me and Aria had a visit with Mona." Hanna said. "She said something about how he was a mistake, and she didn't seem to happy about it or him." Hanna mumbled.

"And we trust Mona now?" Spencer asked sarcastically.

"It's not only that..." Emily said glancing at the two others nervously, they had the same fear in their eyes as Emily. "We didn't want to bother you, but we were in desperate need for answers. A was targeting Hanna again, and it was getting really bad." Emily swallowed hardly adverting her eyes back on Spencer. "We really didn't want to pull you back into this, and we didn't want to force you to do anything..." Emily let out a tremulous breath. "So we read the letter Toby wrote you one day while you were taking a shower,we were looking for some kind of lead, or something to just help us end this once and for all." Emily explained, fearful that her friend would take their desperate actions as a betrayal.

"You read that letter?" Spencer enrage standing up abruptly, shifting her deadly mocha eyes between her friends, the only people she felt she could trust in the world. Apparently not.

"Spencer were-" Hanna tried to begin sympathetically.

"No," She said sternly, crossing her arms. "You know what just leave." She demanded.

"Spencer-" Aria began calmly, stepping up.

"Leave." Spencer demanded. Her friends sighed and did as they were told, leaving Spencer completely alone...again. Spencer's phone chirped again, and she let out a groan of frustration looking at the caller I.D. : 'Unknown.' She opened the text and sure enough, it was from A.

'I bet you're regretting your decision of joining us, aren't you? Considering, everyone you love is plotting against you. It's like I don't even have to do any dirty work anymore, your friends and boyfriend, or should I say ex? , seem to have that covered. xoxo - A

PS. Too bad you and Toby didn't work out, you two made such a cute couple!'

She let out a scream of frustration and slammed her phone to the ground, and mimicked her phones actions, as she crashed to the ground on her trembling knees sobbing.

Spencer and her son strolled down the apartment's hall way joyfully carrying their groceries to Spencer and Hanna's shared apartment. They turned the corner, and Spencer couldn't believe who was at her doorway fighting with the blond friend of hers. She blinked her eyes rapidly, and halted motionlessly. Her son looked up at his mother, a confused expression plastered on his olive toned face. His big blue eyes followed his mother's gaze, and he landed on a tall man. He darted his blue eyes back to his mother, and tugged on her hand to move forward. "Mommy, come on." He said dazzled. "Who is that?" He asked.

Spencer didn't reply, and before she could even move out of the sight of the man, he looked over. First glancing at the little boy for a mere second, and then at Spencer. He didn't drop the eye contact once their eyes met and he look stunned as her, as his deep blue eyes bored into her mocha ones.

Toby Cavanaugh was back, and secrets from the past followed and would soon begin to unravel, revealing the truth.