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Chapter Twelve

Bars and Comas

The bar was kind of mucky. It was also one of the only bars left in town, that you could smoke in, so the place reeked of cigarettes and cigars. It was one of the older bars in town, meaning the crowd was mostly older than her age group. She wasn't sure why she chose this bar, she just did. She didn't go to bars much, having a four year old didn't exactly give you much time to spend drinking and picking up one night stands. If she did go to any bars, it would be the one she's been going to since high school, the one where she ran into Wren, the one she went to when she needed a release. But, she figured it was a time for change. Maybe, this little bar would be where it starts.

"You know, when Tiffany first told me your age, I was kind of surprised." Larson; the man across from her says, taking a chomp into his hamburger.

"You were?" She arches her eye brows at him, intrigued. "Why's that?"

"I don't know, you just seem so mature." He says.

"Is that because I have a son?" She asks a little defensively.

"No, I mean yes." The man fumbles on his words, wiping his mouth with a napkin. An awkward moment passes between the two. Spencer is grateful for the extremely loud Micheal Jackson song in the background, other wise this would be really awkward. "It's just," He sighs putting the napkin down, and looks at her in the eyes now. "You seem so sure of yourself, so," He says squinting his hazel eyes. "You just seem like you've got it figured all out."

"Me?" She almost laughs. He stays serious though. And Spencer has to hold her laughter in. She wasn't even close to having it all figured out. Her life was a complete mess, if only he knew. She put up a good front, but inside she was just a wreck. She was full of unwanted emotions, and trust issues preventing her from having any real relationships. A moment passed again before she spoke. She was just in shock. For most her life she could act like her life was perfect, and every one seemed to believe this. But, when Toby turned out to be her tormentor, all those walls fell down, everyone finally saw the broken girl she really is. She thought ever since then, that everyone still thought of her as that. But, maybe now, people were back to thinking, that she was strong, fearless, perfect. Her walls finally were rebuilt. "You've got to be kidding, you seriously met me a few days ago. How could you possibly think that?" She asks.

"First of all, you have a kid." Larson says. "I mean I know I rag on my sister a lot, but she's pretty awesome. She got pregnant at such a young age, and she's doing really well for herself. She barely gets any help, too. And, you do that too. You had Noah at an even younger age!" He exclaims. "But yet, you can do it all." He says with a sheepish smile. Spencer is kind of a little surprised. She thought he was just full of cockiness, and wit, but he actually was sort of sweet. "I would never be able to do that," He tells her, and then with a shrug he adds "Well, I literally wouldn't be able to do that, considering I don't have the proper necessities."

She shakes her head with a laugh at his last part, "Well, thanks I guess," She tells him before sticking her fork into her salad.

"No problem," He tells her with a small smirk, before taking another chomp of his hamburger.

Twenty four hours passed, and one of the two victims were awake. It was a harsh impact. One that caused much damage between the two. Many were worried, even people who didn't even know the teenagers. Someone had called 911 luckily, and by the time the paramedics got there, a whole crowd of people were surrounding the scene of the accident. Not a lot of people knew the teens, but there is a lot of nosy people out there. By the time the paramedics got there, it was almost too late. A lot of blood was lost, and they were going to have to hurry.

It seemed to be a miracle. The two were so close to losing their lives, but they didn't.

In the twenty four hours, a lot of people came to visit the two. Parents, friends, family.

Although one hadn't woken up, one stayed in a coma, leaving her friends, family, and boy friend, terrified. In the twenty four hours, her friends, mother, and boyfriend hadn't left the hospital once. Her father had rushed to the hospital, right after the mother called him, and he stayed for a while. But, he ended up leaving around six hours later.

The hospital wasn't a place most wanted to be. It was depressing. A lot of people in hospitals were fighting for their lives and, some were giving new life. Babies were being born, and people were dying. It was the circle of life, but a certain group of people weren't willing to let a certain blond teen go yet.

"I think you girls should go home, you've been here all day and night. You too Caleb." Ashley Marin said to the group of teens who circled chairs around the poor blond in a coma. It was seven pm now. The sun was coming down once more, and the yawns were now happening more often.

"We just want to make sure, she's okay." Aria spoke up shyly. No was saying much. What could they say, with Hanna's mother there? They knew who was behind this all. But, she didn't and they wanted to keep it that way.

"She's in good care, I'll call all of you when she wakes up." The red head told them in a more strict tone. But, none of them budged.

"Ms. Marin, I respect you fully," Caleb started after a moment. "But, I'm not leaving Hanna." He glanced down at his sleeping beauty. Even with stitches, and bruises, she was still the most beautiful girl to him. "I'm sorry, but I'm not leaving her side." Caleb said, returning his eyes to the redhead.

"Me neither." Spencer spoke up weekly. Truly, she needed rest more than the others. She was pregnant. This wasn't good for her, and she knew it. She was already stressed enough with A running around, it wasn't good for her baby. She needed rest, but with Hanna in a condition like this, she wouldn't be able to sleep anyways. She would toss and turn the whole night, worried sick of her best friend's out come.

To this, Emily shot her a glance, and then glanced at Aria. Both, Aria and Emily had the same expressions on their face : worry. "Um, Ms. Marin, I don't want to leave Hanna either." Emily said now looking at the mother. "But, I think I'm going to get a coffee." Emily said side glancing Aria. Aria seemed to catch on, and mumbled a 'me too.'

Spencer was nearly fifteen weeks pregnant. But, with her usually petite and tiny figure, it wasn't completely obvious, there was a baby growing inside her. Although, a small bump was forming, and she didn't know what to expect from people. Spencer Hastings getting pregnant was a total shocker, so she figured she still had some time, before people started to theorize about why she was suddenly getting bigger. At this point neither Hanna's mother, or Caleb knew she was pregnant. So, when Emily said 'Spencer, wanna come too?' and told Caleb they were going to stop by the ladies room, so he should just go for a coffee without them, she knew it wasn't about A. If it was about A, Caleb could be there. She reluctantly mumbled a 'yes' to her friends before following them out of the small ICU room.

"Spencer you should head home," Aria stated after a long pause.

"Yeah, you need your rest. Hanna would understand." Emily added.

"I'm fine," Spencer told them, although she was compressing a yawn, and the bags under her eyes practically spoke for her.

"Spencer, we know you're worried about Han-we are too. But, you need rest. If anything happens, we'll call you." They reassured her.

"Hanna needs me," Spencer started defensively.

"You are pregnant, Spencer." Aria scolded in a whisper. She cleared her throat, and then took a deep breath in. "Your baby needs you too." Aria said calmly. "You need to think of her, or him, too. This isn't just about you anymore." She told her, Aria always seemed the most motherly of the group. Ever since Spencer revealed her pregnancy, Aria was helping the most. She came to her doctor appointment a couple weeks before, she gave her a few baby books, she yells at her every time she picks up a coffee; apparently it shouldn't be drank when pregnant and she even knitted her a small baby hat. She was truly a big help, and Spencer was grateful. But, she wondered if Aria would be this big of help, if the father of the baby wasn't Toby.

"I-" Spencer sighed. Aria was right. "I just want to be here for Hanna like you guys. I'm worried about her," She said on the verge of tears. She promised her self she wouldn't cry ever since she declared that she was going to stop moping around about Toby. When they found out about Hanna, Spencer did her best to hold in the tears. But, now she was cracking. "I just want this to be over," She let out a cry.

The friends shared a group hug, mumbling an 'Me too.' and eventually Spencer listened to her friends advice (demands) and went home.

When Spencer would come back the next morning, someone would be dead.

"So, how is someone like you single?" Larson finally asks.

The duo finished their dinner nearly an hour ago, and now were just sitting at the small table, ordering beers, and making small talk. Spencer told him, she was studying to be an editor, and he told her that he was planning on going back to college. They talked about the weather, the genre of music they both liked and many more pointless things. It was mostly small talk, mixed with a few laughs here and there. It was just now when he brought up something serious, something Spencer wished she could avoid.

"Someone like me?" She questions with a smirk. Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but she couldn't resist to smile.

"Y'know," He says like it's so obvious, "A smart, witty, beautiful woman like your self." He complimented, which made her cheeks turn a slight pink.

"Um," She fluttered her eyes, taking another sip of her beer. "I like being alone." She tells him.

"Which is translation for 'I had a douchy boy friend, and I'm scared to let any one in'?" He asks.

"It's just better being alone." She tells him. "What about you?"

"Are you implying that you're surprised I'm single?" He chuckled, "Why Spencer, I know I'm desirably handsome and charming, but that doesn't-"

"No, asshole." She laughs, "I'm just asking," She licked her lips, pondering what she was really asking. She didn't quite know. "Why do you not want to be single?" She asks. She isn't really making sense any more.

"Because," He stated. "I don't know. I figure, you find a good girl, you keep her. Simple as that. It's not like I'm desperately looking for a relationship or anything." He tells her with a soft chuckle. Spencer just stays silent, and takes another sip of her beer. She notices him staring at her closely. She feels like a monkey at a zoo.

"What?" She asks.

"Who was he, your high school sweet heart?" He asks.

Spencer swallows hardly, furrowing her eye brows at him. She isn't going to talk about this with some guy she met a few days ago, he certainly was nosy. Well, so was she...

When she doesn't reply, he continues.

"Love at first sight?"

This made her laugh. Love at first sight? Not at all. More like hate at first sight. She didn't exactly remember when they met, or how for that matter, but she remembers when she started acknowledging him. Alison would always call him 'perv' or make snarly remarks about him about god awful things, like sacrificing squirrels. Spencer never doubted Alison when she would say these things, she would just laugh, and make more rude comments about the boy. Maybe she should have kept doing that, it would have saved her a lot of heart ache.

But, of course Alison too, turned out to be a lunatic.

"Not exactly," She says with a scoff, letting her words slip out of her mouth.

"But you have been hurt?" Larson asks.

Spencer just looks at him. Lying would seem useless, clearly she has. It was obvious. "Um, yeah." She says weekly.

"Some one hurt you?" He exclaims, like it's impossible. "What an asshole."

Spencer nods in agreement, before taking another sip of her beer. He is an asshole.

But, yet she can't stop thinking of him.

Asshole.

The next morning, Aria, Spencer, and Emily went back to the hospital in Philly. Shortly after Spencer left, Emily and Aria did too. The didn't go to school, but how could they at a time like this? On the way to the hospital they were discussing the thing that has been glued on their minds since the accident. Who was behind it. It was an obvious choice: A.

The car that nearly killed Hanna and Lucas, was no where to be found. The police were searching, but like last time when Hanna was hit with a car, they had no luck.

Aria and Emily had informed Spencer that Hanna's mother was starting to question the return of 'A'. They told her how she questioned so many times whether if they knew who would do this, or if any one was bothering them again. They felt bad for lying, but what were they supposed to say? Tell the truth? They didn't want to put Hanna's mother in danger.

Caleb too was furious, saying things like 'I will kill those assholes, who did this to Hanna. I swear to god.' Emily tried soothing him with words like 'It'll be okay' but, that was another lie. Who's to say it would be. She also told him not to talk like that. She knew how it felt to kill someone, even if it was out of defense, it wasn't a nice feeling. When she killed Nate, it didn't bring Maya back. It didn't do anything, asides save her own life, and leave her with major guilt.

When they got to the hospital, they were delivered with some awful news.

Hanna's mother had seemed to finally gone home, but Caleb was there. He told them weekly that Lucas had died that morning, the cause still undecided. It made all the girls gape, none of them knew Lucas well, but as far as they knew, he was doing fine last night. Caleb on the other hand was close with the boy, well he was. He told them how he visited him last night, and he was sleeping, but he seemed well. It was a major shock to everyone, and the girls didn't really know how to process it.

"Are they doing an autopsy?" Spencer asked after a long silence. Her voice was weak. Her eyes were blood shot, she hadn't got much sleep.

Caleb just shrugged sadly, returning his gaze to Hanna.

No one said much the rest of the afternoon. Whether it was because the shocking news of Lucas' death, or just the sullen vibe in the air due to a silent Hanna. No one said much. They all just stared at Hanna, all thinking the same thing, asking themselves same question, 'when would it all be over?'

A few silent hours passed until Hanna's father showed up. The silence stayed, and Hanna's father tried to make conversation saying 'I hear it's better if we talk, she might hear us, and knowing Hanna she wouldn't like the silence'. This was true. Except, Hanna's father, Tom, didn't know Hanna. He was barely a part of her life. Besides, each one of them was much to depressed to make small talk. Seeing Hanna in this state, and Lucas dying that morning, it was all to much.

Hanna's mother showed up next. She had coffee for all of them, but Spencer declined. This got her a strange look from both Hanna's mother and Caleb. Both knew how much she loved her coffee, heck everyone in Rosewood knew how much she loved her coffee.

Caleb then told Hanna's mother about the death of Lucas. Hanna's mother suddenly bursted into tears, mumbling 'he was so young, what if it had been Hanna? What if my baby's next?' Tom then wrapped his arms around her into a hug. Ashley put her head into his chest, and just sobbed. Even Tom was crying a little. Soon the whole room was filled with teary eyes. Even Spencer who was trying her best to stay strong, broke out into a sob. She couldn't lose Hanna. She couldn't lose another person she loved.

"This was fun," He tells her as they exit the bar around an hour later. They spent most of the rest of the night playing darts. Both, being the competitive people they were, had to keep demanding rematches.

"Yeah," She says with a slight shrug.

"You okay to drive?" He asks narrowing his hazel eyes on her.

"Yeah," She breaks out into a little laughter. "I didn't have that much to drink,"

"Yeah, well you never know. Girls are such light-"

"Shut up," She hisses, punching him playfully in the shoulder. This causes him some laughter. Over the course of the night he had made many smart ass comments, and each time she would punch him in the arm. He had it coming, but he couldn't resist.

"Ow," he shrieked grabbing his arm, with a chuckle. "That one actually kind of hurt,"

"Maybe, you should stop making sexist jokes?" She tilts her head with a smirk, referring to when he told her she threw like a girl.

"Fine, fine. I will, if you go on a real date with me." He says. She arches her eye brows at him. A real date? He was an asshole, she was certain of that. But, he also had his sweet spots and for some odd reason she actually liked him. Unlike, all those other guys she's dated in the past four years. He seemed different, then again so did Toby. "Y'know, a romantic little getaway? Horseback carriage, and candle light, walks on the beach." He teases.

She rolls her eyes playfully. "Sounds delightful, but I don't know." Her voice trails.

"C'mon, please?" He pleases.

She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. She actually likes him, unlike the guys of the past, so what's stopping her? Fear? "I-" She stutters.

"How about," he steps closer, "I take you out on a marvelous outing," He whispers with another step closer, their faces now only inches apart. "If we kiss, it's a date, if not..." his voice trails into the summer breeze before his lips touch hers. She doesn't push him away, but she doesn't kiss back, she simply just lets his lips linger on hers, for the time being.

And maybe that old muggy bar, really is the start of something new.

He pulls away, looking at her nervously.

A moment passes between the two. In that short moment Spencer really starts to notice all the beautiful colors meshed together in his eyes. The browns, the golds, the blues, the greens, are all arranged together so beautifully.

"Okay," Spencer agrees finally.

A few days passed. Hanna's still in a coma, and Lucas' funeral was right around the corner. Lucas' family was pretty private about it all. His funeral wasn't like Alison's, only guests could come. It wasn't big, it was mostly family, and Spencer or the other girls weren't even invited; which was to be expected. They barely talked to him, let alone, befriended him. Although Caleb was invited to the funeral, and when Spencer asked about the autopsy, yet again. He told her that he heard there was a mix up with the medicine or something, that they gave him the wrong antibiotic, that he just so happened to be allergic too. His parents were apparently suing which was to be expected, but Spencer questioned it. Hanna and Lucas were just pushed off the side of the road, nearly dying, and then Lucas dies a couple days later from an allergic reaction? She didn't buy into that the hospital made a mistake, she believed it was A.

It was late Tuesday afternoon; the fourth day of Hanna's coma. Spencer had went to school that day, as did her friends. Her friends went to the hospital right after school, but Spencer headed home. She was exhausted. She needed to take a nap. As much as she cared for Hanna, she had to take in consideration that she was pregnant. Their was a baby growing inside her. She wasn't just looking out for herself anymore.

Although, after her nap she headed to the hospital. She was surprised to see Aria and Emily were gone. Even Caleb was gone. The only person in the small room with Hanna was her mother. She was always here, never leaving her side. When she did, she would only go for a couple hours. She was a good mother, and Spencer hoped she would be as good as a mother as her.

"I'm going for a little walk," Hanna's mother stood up from the chair, rubbing her watery eyes. "Do you mind staying here till I get back, I don't want Hanna to wake up alone." Ashley said, staring at her poor daughter. "I won't be long."

"Yeah, of course." Spencer said offering a small smile.

"Thank you." The redhead said back, with a sad smile. Before she left, she kissed Hanna on the forehead, mumbling an 'I love you' and 'I'll be back soon'.

When Hanna's mother left the room, Spencer acknowledged that this was the first time she was actually alone with Hanna since she fell into this horrible state. She didn't know what to say. She was never good at expressing her feelings. Although she knew that this was probably one of her only chances to do so. She knew that Hanna would probably wake up eventually, but there was also a chance she wouldn't. And if Hanna could in fact still hear, she wanted her to know how much she needed her.

"Hi, Hanna." Spencer said shyly, scooting her chair towards the silent girl.

She looked at her sadly. She looked so worn out, tired even, even though she had been sleeping for days. Spencer looked up, trying to stop her self from crying. She swallowed the hard lump in her throat, and then looked back at Hanna. She stifled a breath before taking the blond's hand.

"Hanna, I can't lose you. Please try. Try. I miss you, so much." Spencer told her, "I need you, I don't think I can do this without you. I know I yell at you for making jokes at inappropriate times, but really, I need that. I need your humor. I need you," She let out a soft cry. "You're my best friend, Han. Please don't give up, please wake up soon."

Well I hope you all don't hate me now. (:

Larson will be of help by the end of it all, so don't hate him too much. Just trust me. I love Spoby too. If you follow my tumblr, or have read my other 19 stories, you'll know that spoby is the best/(worst) thing thats ever been mine. (;

Okay so tell me what you think? This chapter was kind of so-so, but I had to show you the date, and the Hanna/coma/lucas thing(!)

Also the Aria thing, I think some of you are on the right track for one of the secrets (;

I'm not sure when, but you'll learn Aria's other 2(!) secrets all at the same time, I think it will be... soon(ish) ? Maybe... I know what I'm doing, I just don't know how long chapters will be any everything, y'know?

Well, basically tell me what you think! Horrible? I know a lot of you won't be too happy considering there was no Spoby, but it's all part of the story line, and I can't just put in a random Spoby moment, hope you'll understand.

I'll try to put some Spoby in, whether it's a dream or flashback next chapter, how's that? Right now that's the most I can promise you for next chapter.

(Btw, I missed writing for Noah in this chapter :( any one agree? Lol I love him, okay? )

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