A/N: Thank you sooooo much for the ah-mazing reviews, I love them! And here it is, proof that I didn't kill them off!

Disclaimer: I don't own PLL, or Spoby.

Spencer POV

The steady beeping of machines woke Spencer from the nightmare filled sleep she'd been in for over seven hours, according to the clock on the night stand. Looking down at herself, she saw that her bloodied black tank top and her stained sweatpants were missing. Instead, she was in a simple off-white sheath. She knew what it was. A hospital gown.

But why was she hospitalized again? She could clearly remember Alison, and a knife, two knives. Oh God,- Spencer remembered, I STABBED her. She stabbed ME. But something else was missing.

Toby. The name hit her heart hard, harder than a ton of bricks. The last time she saw him, he wasn't breathing. Or was he? She couldn't remember. Her brain was foggy as she tried to recall what happened hours earlier. All she knew was that she had to find him.

Ripping the annoying IV tube from her battered wrist, she pushed her fatigued legs over the side of the bed and onto the floor. Her first try to walk left her holding the side of the bed to keep her standing. Her chest groaned in pain, and her stomach was twisted into knots. She felt like she was going to be sick.

Once she finally stood up, she shoved her door open and wandered into the hospital hallway. Soon Spencer stumbled into a nurse's reception desk and focused her blurry eyes on the nurse in front of her.

"I-I'm looking for Toby, Toby Cavannaugh pl-please." She stuttered.

All the sudden she heard concerned voices and yells rushing towards her turned back. When she turned around, the first sight she took in semi-clearly were the shocked expressions on Hanna, Emily, and Aria's faces. Spencer reached a shaky hand to her cheek, wondering if she had something stuck there, and felt a bandage. She'd forgotten about the cut that Alison's heel gave her cheek when she stepped over Spencer.

"Spencer?" Emily voiced. "Why are you standing?"

"They said you'd be in bed!" Hanna chipped in, still looking pale.

Spencer shook her head slowly as Aria showed her the hand-knitted blankets she'd brought.

"We brought these so we could stay with you for a while." Aria gave her a reassuring smile that faded quickly."They didn't know when you'd wake up, so..."

Spencer only half-heard her as she saw her mother hurrying towards the little gathering, minus the shocked nurse. Mrs. Hastings quickly shoved her phone into her pocket as she walked, or almost ran towards her second daughter.

"Spencer Jillian Hastings, my God!" Her mother exclaimed, throwing her arms around Spencer in a soft hug. "God.." She repeated as she let Spencer go to study her daughter's broken frame.

"Umm, Miss?" The nurse at the desk asked. "You have to return to your room."

Spencer shook her head stubbornly. "No."

Please Miss, return to you'r-"

"You haven't told me where Toby is!" The entire waiting room grew silent as Spencer began to quietly cry, tears running down both cheeks.

Aria silently handed the sobbing brunette her phone. "It buzzed." She stated simply.

Spencer took the still buzzing phone and unlocked it. The text message was from a good friend of hers.

- Having fun in room 214?
- Glad I could help, bitch.
- -A

A/N: Sorry it's short! I'm updating two chappies in one day, you guys are lucky ;)