A/N: Can I just start off by saying how sorry I am for not updating this in sooo long? FanFiction hates me, I swear! Firstly it wouldn't let me upload a document because I had 'used up all of my memory space' (I dunno why), and then my computer broke down for good, taking with it the next three chapters I'd written for this story! But I am trying. I don't know about you, but I definitely HATE it when an author abandons a story I'm reading, which is why I wont don't that! Now on with the show!

Disclaimer: Pretty self-explanatory, but for those of you that don't know it means that I, in no way, own Toby's abs

Spencer POV

"What the hell is this?" Toby exclaimed in shock.

Shit,- Spencer thought. As long as he didn't see the-

"And who the hell is 'A'?" Toby asked, turning to look at Spencer, who was picking at her nails nervously.

"Spencer..." Aria spoke up in a whisper. "What do we do?"

"I guess... We follow A's demands." Spencer answered slowly, abandoning her nails and running a hand through her hair. This was a total mess. She could see in Toby's blue eyes already, that he wanted to go with them to keep her safe. But it wasn't safe for HIM. Especially with a crazy British doctor running around kidnapping blonde high-schoolers and God knows what else.

"Demands?" Toby spoke disbelievingly to Spencer, his eyes wide. "Do you know this person?"

"Maybe." Spencer added at the same time as Aria answered, "Yeah, Alison."

"I should have known." Toby scratched at his cheek nervously. "If it really is Alison, I'm coming with you. You need protection."

"Toby, don't-" Spencer protested, her mind showing her horrific images of what Alison would do with him if she had access to a knife. He shook his head angrily.

"No buts, Spencer." He cut her off. "I'm coming with you. And after this you're going to explain this whole 'A' thing."

"Fine." Spencer conceded, and then turned to a -still- shaking Aria. "Your car's still available, right?"

"Ye-Yeah." The short brunette stuttered, twisting her fingers together and bringing them back together.

The taller girl hoisted the bag that she had packed earlier and nodded to Aria. "Then we'll use it. Like we planned." She brushed by Toby, because she didn't know exactly what to say to him.

As the door closed behind the unlikely trio, Aria suddenly stiffened in fear. "Did... Was I imagining that?" She hissed through her teeth. Her chest was heaving with each heavy breath she took.

"What noise, Aria?" Spencer asked, nearly dropping her heavy bag and looking around the dark, concealing bushes.

"It sounded like Ali's laugh."

The giggle came at their ears again, but fainter. Spencer felt her blood begin to boil, and she could hear a thudding in her ears.

"I'm going to kill the bitch!" She exploded, and dropped her bag for Toby or someone else to carry as she took off running. The fragile leaves crunched and crackled under her sneaker-clad feet as she searched through the bushes.

She almost stopped at the beginning of the Town Square, but mental pictures of and unconscious and vulnerable Hanna and Wren's conniving hand kept her legs moving.

"Alison!" She screamed to a sleeping town. "I'm not afraid of you anymore! I'll kill you! Do you hear me? I'll kill you!"

She spun around a couple more times before she realized that the blonde was smart enough to stay hiding. Her thin chest heaved as she put her hands on her knees to catch her breath.

"Do you hear that clueless bitch?"

Spencer froze in realization. That was Ali's...flirting voice?

"I think it's a shame." A British man answered. Wren. "All that wasted talent. With how she got rid of a couple skeletons in her closet, she would be useful to us."

Alison giggled as Spencer crept closer to the alley she heard the voices coming from. She rounded a corner and saw the two evil Rosewood residents in the single flickering light of a street lamp.

"You're forgetting," Alison said seductively, running a red-painted fingernail down Wren's faded blue shirt front, "one simple thing..."

He smiled at her, asking, "And what's that?"

She brought her lips within centimeters of his ear. "They hate us."

Wren laughed as Spencer stayed slightly behind the corner in shock at what she was witnessing. "It does make it easier when you kill them. I mean, Bernadette hated you."

Alison pulled back from him with snake-like speed, and her demeanor changed from hot to cold. "What the hell?" She hissed. "What did I tell you about bringing up her!"

He realized that he had made a mistake, and his Adam's Apple bobbed quickly. "I... I didn't-"

"Save it. I'm going downstairs to make sure the blonde one's still sleeping. With your talent, she probably is -and to believe I thought you were capable enough. You're lucky that you're still semi-useful." With that she flipped her hair and disappeared into the shadows of the building.

As if having a crazy murderer being involved with Wren wasn't enough for Spencer to witness, a frenzied crashing sounded at the end of the alley. Wren panicked and tried to disappear against the buildings, but the long-haired figure that just threw his bicycle against the ground had already seen him. They crossed the distance in fast, long strides.

"Where the hell is she?" They demanded in a seemingly familiar voice. It's Caleb,- Spencer thought wildly,- and he's looking for Hanna.

"What're you talking about?" Wren asked him, feigning innocence.

"Look," Caleb growled menacingly. "Cut the fucking act. I know you took her, she confided in me over the phone while you were breaking into her house. I'm going to ask you, one last time. WHERE IS SHE?"

In the dim light, Wren's face looked murderous. "You don't want to do this. You don't want to go down this road."

Caleb took a couple of angry steps closer as Spencer struggled not to yell out to warn him. Wren's hands were behind his back, and she had seen the light glint off a piece of metal he took out from his jean pocket and was holding.

"Actually, I think I do want to do this." Caleb corrected him. "You kidnapped the girl I love, and I promised her that I would fight for her."

"You want a fight, then?" Wren challenged, the metal shining in the light again as he shifted his grip.

"Only if you're not too much of a pussy." Caleb shot back, still unaware of the weapon.

Wren gave him a quick smirk. "Maybe you are." He remarked coldly, and raised his arm quickly.

Both Caleb and Spencer screamed in horror as Wren brought the knife down and into Caleb's chest.

A/N: Oh and a quick poll:

Do you guys want me to write a (semi-) detailed Spencer and Toby sex scene? If I get enough votes of 'yes' in the reviews, I'll do it

Bye for now, and Happy PLL Day!