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Chapter Seven-

The Walk Talk

Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars, in anyway, only this story.

"Normal is not something to aspire to, it's something to get away from."

― Jodie Foster

"He visited me last night," Spencer said, sitting down to eat her breakfast.

"Who? Toby?" Emily asked.

"Yeah, Toby."

"Why didn't you tell me?!"

"I'm telling you know aren't I?" Spencer retorted, after she finished chewing her bacon.

Emily sighed in defeat. "Did you tell him why.. You know.."

"No," Spencer sighed. "I told him I needed time, but I would tell him when I'm ready to talk."

"And when will that be?" Emily asked, getting up to refill her glass with orange juice.

"I think I'm ready now, honestly. I thought about it a lot last night, and I think he deserves to know why I freaked out so much. I don't think he should suffer thinking that I ran away, just because he told me he has a son."

"That's great." Emily paused to take a bite out of her toast. "Has he called you since last night?"

"Nope. I think he finally got the hint that I wasn't ready to talk yet, after having to hear me say it in person." After a moment of silence Spencer decided to move on to Emily's love life. "So, how are you and Samara? Update me."

"We are perfect. Our six month anniversary is coming up, and I wanna get her something special," Emily replied, standing up from her chair and cleaning her dishes off the table.

"Oh, exciting! Can I help?" Spencer asked, standing up and following Emily's lead.

"Of course you can!"

"Awesome!" Spencer replied grabbing her bag and heading for the door. "I should probably get going. I don't have class for another thirty minutes, and it's not that I don't want to spend time with you, but, I was thinking that if I happen to bump into Toby downstairs that I will invite him out for a re-do date, so I wanna give myself some time to tell him, if I do see him."

"That's fine. Go on!" Emily said, ushering Spencer out the door.

"Okay, bye!" Spencer called out, before Emily shut the door behind her.

Making her way to the elevator and down to the lobby, Spencer rehearsed in her head what she would say to Toby. When she finally reached to lobby, she immediately spotted Toby. His perfectly gelled brown hair, bright blue eyes, and obviously sculpted body were hard to miss. She noticed him smile when his eyes met hers and she couldn't help but smile back.

Once he realized she was stood there, not moving and smiling at him, he took it as cue to go talk to her. He excused himself away from the person he was talking to and made his way over to the brunette, he was falling for.

"Hi," she rasped, quietly.

"Hey. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. Actually I was wondering if you wanted to have a makeup date tonight?"

"That sounds great! What time?"

"I was thinking maybe around seven. We could go to the pier?"

"Yeah, sure," Toby agreed, excited about his new plans with Spencer. He hoped they involved an explanation too, though.

"I have class, so, I'll see you then?"

"Yeah, bye." Toby said, watching Spencer walk away, secretly admiring her backside.

Spencer was in her last class of the day, not-so-patiently waiting for it to be over. She couldn't concentrate all class, because the only thing on her mind was what she would be telling Toby in a few hours. This was a very big deal and she even thought about backing out a couple times, but she reminded herself that she was a Hastings and she could face anything, she had to. When class was over, Spencer wasn't the first one out of the class, this time. She took her time leaving, because she was so anxious for her date. She knew she eventually had to leave, though, so she walked out of the classroom. She left the building, got into her car and decided to have a early dinner at a fast-food place, thinking food may calm her nerves.

Toby was a few blocks away, at the apartment building, standing around and watching the workers add on a part to the building, aka working as a supervisor. He was excited that Spencer hadn't completely given up on him and even asked him out on a makeup date. If only he knew what he was in for.

By five o'clock the crew had finished their work for the day. Toby stayed around until everything was cleaned up and all the crew were gone, because that was part of his job as supervisor. He was secretly hoping that Spencer would come back from class before he left, though, so he could at least get to see her, even if they didn't talk. She was a no show, though. Toby was a little bummed, but he continued on. He got in his truck and drove to his mother's house which was still in Philly, but a nice few blocks away. He got out of his truck, walked up with pathway and opened the door. He was immediately greeted by a tiny little munchkin running up to hug his legs.

"Hi there, Grey!" Toby said, crouching down to hug his son back.

"Hi, daddy!" Greyson exclaimed, obviously excited to see his father.

"He has been missing you all day," Toby's [adoptive] mother said, coming into the foyer, from the kitchen.

"Is that true?" Toby asked Greyson, standing back up to his normal height and lifting Greyson up into his arms, so they could walk to the living room.

"Ya!" Greyson answered, nodding his head.

Toby sat down on the couch, and his mother sat next to him. "How about you go play with your toys?" Toby suggested to Greyson, ruffling his slightly curly brown hair and putting him down on the ground, so he could run over to play with his toys.

"Otay." Greyson agreed, then made his way over to his toy-box.

"So, mom, you remember the girl I was telling you about, Spencer?"

"Yes, I do."

"Well, I'm going on another last minute date with her tonight and I was wondering if you could take care of Greyson for a little longer? It's okay if you can't, I understand, I mean you're almost with him more than me, because of my work and occasionally my social life. I can get someone else to look after him. Or even cancel date."

"No, no, honey, that's fine. You go on your date. You have to work, and you have to date, I get it, I was there, at one point, believe it or not. And anyways, you rarely have a social life, all you do is work and take care of Greyson, I think you deserve a break."

"Thank you so much, mom. This means a lot."

"Anytime, Toby."

Toby left his parent's house and made his way to his own. He only lived approximately fifteen minutes away from them, so, I didn't take him long. He ate, showered, got dressed and did everything he needed to to get ready, then left for the Philadelphia pier.

Spencer was now at the pier, waiting for Toby to arrive.

She had took her time eating, in fear of going back to her apartment and running into Toby again. She wasn't sure why she didn't want to see him until their date. Maybe, out of fear that she would accidentally spill to him about Greyson being hers, before she wanted to and scare him away. After eating she had slowly made her way to her apartment building. She was pleased to see that Toby and his crew had finished for the day and made her way upstairs to get ready for her date.

Toby arrived at the pier and looked around for Spencer. He cursed himself for not asking her more specific details of where to meet her to, after looking around for her for five minutes. He knew she had to be here already, because he, himself was fifteen minutes late and he knew that Spencer would never be late anyways... Unless she ditched him. That thought was quickly erased from him mind, though, when he saw Spencer walking towards him. He smiled and started walking towards her. It took them awhile to get to each-other, because of the crowd of people they had to push through, but they eventually made their way.

"Hi," Toby greeted, out of breath, from jogging, and squeezing through all the people to get to her.

"Hi."

"So, should we just walk around?" Toby asked.

"Yeah.. Walk and talk."

"Okay," Toby agreed, a bit nervous of where the talk was going to go.

Once, they were somewhat away from the big crowds of people, Spencer decided to speak up again. "So, I should probably just get to the point." She took a deep breath and continued, "Well, I didn't leave in such a frantic yesterday, just because you had a son. I left because of a bigger reason.. A reason that will probably make you want to leave in a frantic."

"Okay.." Toby urged for her to continue, growing more and more nervous.

"Okay, like I said before, I wasn't upset because you had a son, I was upset with who the son is.. I recognized his name as soon as I heard it. I recognized his name, because..." Spencer let out a shaky breath, before continuing, "because, I chose the name."

"What do you mean?" Toby asked, hoping she didn't mean what he thought she meant.

"I mean Greyson's mine, biologically," Spencer said, nervously, looking down at the ground.

Toby couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was speechless.

After Toby didn't reply, Spencer said, "It's okay, you can leave. I get it. You probably don't want to get involved with the slut who gave her son away to you."

"No, no, Spencer. You're not a slut. And it's okay, we can make this work.. If you want too."

"But, I don't know if I want too. I really like you, but it isn't exactly normal to be in a relationship with the guy who adopted your son."

"Who cares about normal, Spencer? I'm anything but. And who cares if people think were messed up, because you're dating the adoptive father of your biological son.. because I'm dating the biological mother of my adoptive son."

"Well, actually no one really knows I was pregnant, except my three best friends, my parents and siblings. So we don't have to worry what the public thinks of our relationship."

"Then what's stopping us from having a relationship?"

"Nothing really, I guess."

"Exactly!"

"Okay.. but, just so you know, I'm not sure that I want to see Greyson.. Yet anyways. And especially not be introduced as his real mother."

"Okay, that's fine," Toby replied. "So, does this mean were back together?"

"Yeah, I guess it does," Spencer said, looking up at Toby, with a smile on her face.

Toby could swear she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He also realized where Greyson got his good-looks from. He was jealous, of the guy, that the other half of Greyson was made up of, but he was happy he had Spencer, now. He smiled back at her.

Their walk had brought them to the beach, next to the pier. Toby watched as Spencer took off her sandals, and put them in one hand, while taking Toby's hand in the other. They ran together, hand-in-hand down the beach. Spencer was running at the edge of the beach, so her feet got hit with water, every once in a while, but in that moment she didn't care about how cold it was, and she didn't care that Toby was her son's adoptive father, she only cared that she was there, in that moment, with Toby.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews last chapter.

BTW, I wasn't planning on including Greyson just yet, but I also wasn't planning on including Toby's point of view and it only made sense to include Greyson, if I included Toby point of view, so yeah, do you like the unplanned Greyson part? :)

And, seems it was such a success chapter six... If I get 11 reviews for this chapter, I will update Wednesday, (I shouldn't be as busy this week) if not I won't update until sometime after next weekend, because I'm going away, that weekend. (I say 11 reviews, because I know you can get me at least eight, and I want it to be more of a challenge, plus 11 is my favorite number.)

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