So chapter 3 is coming on a lot slower than I would have liked, it's not because I'm not working on it I promise. I just keep writing... then rewriting... then rewriting again because I only want to give you guys my best. I'm so close to finishing it but I really wanted to publish the next chapter before the next episode. So here's this little drabble that I wrote about something I mentioned in chapter 2, I thought I would be able to fit it in somewhere but I wasn't able to. Please don't hate me for updating and only giving you a mini chapter! I promise I'm working hard to make chapter 3 the best I can and I'm hoping it will be up very soon!

Chapter 2: He hadn't slept in days, constantly fawning over the documents details that he had receiver a few days prior. She knew this because he had called her up one of those sleepless nights in a drowsy agitated state, mumbling apologies and crackpot theories about his mother. That kind of behavior prompted her to stay with him every night since then, just so he wouldn't have to spend those restless nights alone.

Most nights they would just lay there, his arm laying protectively over her torso, grabbing hold of her hand on the other side. They would lay like that most of the night until Spencer would awake to agitated breathing behind her. Those were not the calm soothing breathes of someone who was asleep at 4 in the morning. And yet all night, he remained in the same spot, his arm dangling off of her while her crystal brown locks fit almost directly into the crook of his neck. He didn't move his position until she turned her body over, greeting herself with baby blue eyes that were intoxicating and also very much alert.

"I'm not being much help am I?" She hummed, as though afraid to disturb the quiet of the night.

"Why aren't you asleep?" He said, his voice horse.

She gave him a look "I think it's me who's suppose to be asking that question."

"I'm fine" Fine, it seemed that fine was the only word they could use anymore. Nothing was great, no one was fantastic, everything was just fine.

She grabbed hold of his hand atop the covers, gazing at him sympathetically.

"Don't give me that Spencer, really I'm fine."

"I know your fine but I don't want you to be fine. I want you to be good, great, phenomenal even!" She pronounce with inflection, he chuckled. She looked at him seriously. "Do you think we'll ever have that?" Her eyes were pleading.

He sighed, "I don't know Spence. I mean I want all those things for us too but -" he focused in on her eyes, still pleading for an answer, he questioned lying too her, telling her that they're already there or that they'd get there soon, but those were not eyes for an easy answer, those were eyes for the truth. "I have a feeling we're gonna have to put up with fine for a while."

Her cheerless profile remained for a few moments before a small smirk crept along her face, her eyes glowing, "Well" she said, "I'd still rather fine over a million other answers."

"Is this Spencer Hastings looking on the bright side?" He spoke in mock shock.

She rolled her eyes at him. "It's a lot easier to focus on the bad, to the point where it seems like thats all there is, but I've realized that there's still time to appreciate the good that there is in my life, that's the only thing that keeps me pushing on through the bad." She smiled at him.

He shifted slightly in the bed, positioning himself at perfect eye level with her. He brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. "What are these good things you speak of?" he spoke jocularly.

She rolled her eyes again before leaning in closely, "I'm not going to dignify that snide question with a response."

"Yeah?" He said poking her under the covers. She smiled brightly, laughing. "Yeah, I mean you're alright…" She said her grin growing wider. This awarded her with more poking, which quickly turned into violent titillations causing her to howl with laughter. "No - Toby - stop" she squeaked between laughs.

"Wow I didn't know Spencer Hastings was so ticklish." He mused as she flailed. "Definitely gonna have to keep that in mind…"

"Toby!" she aired breathlessly and he finally let up, concluding with Toby laying almost directly over Spencer. He leaned down and fit his lips against hers but then pulled away slightly, "Am I still only alright?" he harped.

'I'll put up with you" She spoke against his lips.

Short I know! I promise chapter 3 will be up soon!

Meanwhile be excited for tonights episode, Spoby road trip!