AN: Hi guys, due to my lack of sleep tonight I have already started writing the chapter after this one so you should have two on by tomorrow night. I have no idea why I enjoy writing this as much as I do but I would enjoy doing it even more if I could have your opinions, so please don't be scared. Tell me what you think should happen or even if it's what you think will happen with the show. I can incorporate it! I just hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it. I love you all! -Chloe :-)xx

Chapter 3: Let the scheming begin.

Stepping over the threshold of his apartment; Toby began to realise what had happened with Spencer at the site. He had spent nearly 6 hours in the hospital waiting to find out how Spencer was doing. He remembered seeing the girl he loved more than anything stop and fall to the ground into a fragile heap; she was limp and there was blood coming from her head.

Deciding that he needed something to distract him from the pain he was currently feeling after Spencer had turned him away telling him that it was over and from knowing that –A had something to do with this. Pouring himself a class of whiskey, he never drank alcohol usually because he hated not being able to remember what had happened that night; however tonight he wanted to forget everything; his life wasn't worth living without Spencer, his Spencer.

After he had drunk nearly half of the bottle of the liquid that was now burning its way down his throat his phone vibrated. His heart leapt into his mouth at the idea of it being Spencer telling him that she was wrong, she shouldn't have ended it.

"Toby, Toby, Toby; I thought you would have known better than to go spilling everything to your stupid girlfriend; or should I say ex... I can so easily end you Toby Cavanaugh, but instead I'd rather just end that repulsive creature you love so much. I wonder how you're going to fix this one Tobes, maybe you could make a deal with the devil. –A"

He could feel the tears stream down his face now; they were falling like he had never cried before. He was started to see red; anger was taking over his entire body.

"Can you hear me now –A, I did everything you asked me too, EVERYTHING. But now you've gone too far, way too far." Still not knowing what he was going to do to fix this he grabbed his car keys and left the apartment.

Spencer was now laid in her hospital bed; she had completely forgotten what caused her to faint but she knew it had to be something pretty drastic. Buzz buzz. Her eyes grew in size; all of that night had come flooding back to her: Em finding out that Toby was –A; arguing with Toby then finally the text. –A was back and this time they were not going to give up. There was still a dark haze after that time period though, she remembered seeing Toby leave looking like he was about to break down.

Oh God, I broke up with him. Spencer you stupid, stupid girl. He's going to go running straight to –A now to get revenge for hurting him. How could he do this to me, he lied to me, but I love him so much. I need him; he's my rock, my safe place to land.

Spencer's mind was racing trying to piece together what was going through her mind when she ended it with the love of her life. After all, he did say that he did it for her; he was trying to protect her. Finally remembering that she had a text, she checked her phone; she was absolutely terrified but she needed to know who it was, she wouldn't be able to relax if she didn't know. A number that she didn't recognise flashed up on the screen.

"To my Spencer,
I know that I'm probably the last person you want to hear from right now, but I need you to know that whatever –A told you wasn't true. I would never hurt you, not intentionally. You are the one person that I would die trying to protect and if that's what it comes down to then so be it. I want to be able to know that you can carry on living an –A free life; that you can not flinch every time you hear a noise in the garden or whenever you get a text. I know that I probably made you do that by sending you this text but I needed to tell you that nothing will ever stop me loving you and I will do absolutely everything in my power to stop –A. If that means that I don't get to be with you because you don't trust me then I just have to deal with that after all I let myself in for this so I should just get over it. I want you to know that I will never get over you though, you are my world and as cheesy as it sounds; you complete me. I will never be whole again without you, but to know that I could potentially make your life worth it again makes everything better for me. I will carry on being part of this stupid game and I will gain their trust. This brings me to why I am texting you off this number, I now have this number especially for you. If you ever need me in an emergency then this is the number to reach me. I know –A probably has my SIM tapped so this was my only chance of us keeping contact. I want more than anything for you and the girls to be part of this plan and to know exactly what it going on. You have that right. I will keep you informed on this number as to what they are planning. As soon as I find out who this person is I will do to them exactly what they did to you, too us. They will never know what it is like to live a full, happy life again. I am not doing this to spite you; I'm doing it to help you. There were only two choices; it was either I carried on this twisted game or they strike all four of you down, one by one.
So I will say it one last time before I know that I can fight for you without the issue of you getting hurt. I will fight for you Spencer Hastings, don't you ever forget that.
I love you. Forever and always.
Your Toby."

Her entire body was shaking, tears had drenched her cheeks and loud wails were escaping her lips. She could only think of one part of the text she had just received and it was all she could remember now
"I would die to protect you and if that's what it comes down to..." What does he mean, is –A going to kill him if he doesn't play by the stupid rules.

Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. What the hell is going on; everything was getting better. –A/Mona was gone, but now it's back; the hell that came in the form of a simple text has come back to haunt us. This is not just some stupid child's game. They are out to kill. What the hell are we going to do? Who the hell do we tell?

Spencer knew that from this day forward she was doomed to a life of solitude. No one would ever love her like Toby does and she knew that while –A was around she couldn't be with the love of her life.

I need to text him back; we need to make a plan to take this son of a bitch down.

He'd been sat at the grave of Alison DeLaurentis for the past hour now; he had ploughed his way through 3 bottles of whisky in the past three hours and he couldn't see straight. The alcohol also sent his mind into a bigger jumble than it was before.

Why did I send her that text, what good is that going to do? She's just going to ignore it and I deserve it. Oh God. What the fuck have I gotten myself into?

He lifted his head up slowly fixing his gaze of the marble stone that had the name he hated so much etched into it. Rage had started taking over his body once again.

"I hate you. You're a vile scheming little bitch; do you know what you've done to the people that you were meant o care about? All the shit you got yourself into; pretending to be other people so you could find out more secrets. You thrived off of knowing things about people; so you could torture them. No one knew anything about you though did they? No, no one. Other than me, I knew all about you. I knew all about the twin sister you had. The sister than you killed when you were no younger than 8. I'd seen it; I saw you threaten her, telling her that you could easily kill her and there was nothing she could do about it but when she said she'd tell your parents you had to do something because you couldn't have them see you as anything other than perfect little Ali. So you took the pillow and held it over her face. Her body thrashed about a bit but you didn't care; there was a twisted grin on your face; I could never forget that look. It will haunt me for the rest of my life. It wouldn't surprise me if you were –A. You were never really dead and this was just another one of your stupid pranks to scare the girls. You're pathetic. You were pathetic. I hope you rot in hell."

Toby was never a very angry person but when it came to the safety of Spencer he pulled out all the stops. He would kill anyone that tried to touch her. She was his world and he had just lost her. The only thing that gave him the will to live was knowing that he had to fix this. He had to make all the pains that Spencer was feeling go away. She was broken and was being broken into more pieces; he was unsure as to whether he could fix her this time but something told him that he had to do all he could.

When he went into the off license to buy more alcohol when he was on the way to Ali's grave he came up with a brilliant idea that meant he could still contact Spencer if it was needed but –A couldn't find out. There was no doubt that the twisted freak had tapped his phone allowing instant access to all of Toby's texts. He needed to have some reassurance that if Spencer needed him he could be there without –A's input. His phone containing this new SIM vibrated. Spencer was the only person that had this number. He smiled as he read her name on his display.

"Dearest Toby, I understand exactly why you are doing this but please don't do this for me. I will speak to the girls and discuss our role in the plan and you can interact with us somehow, on skype or something. We either all need to be in on this or none of us at all. However if you are so set on getting revenge on –A then do it for yourself. You deserve that Toby. Then you can know that if anything does happen; to any of us and it does come to the worst then we all know that we were doing this to save ourselves and no blame can be pinned on anyone else. We however will always have the feeling of finding out whom –A is so that we can go back to each other with open arms and having the reassurance of that monster being either dead or behind bars. I love you Toby Cavanaugh; I will always love you. I will be ready and waiting for when you can come back to me and right now I need you to know that I am yours. For eternity.
Your Spencer"

Toby's heart was now on fire, he had never felt so much love for one person. He had no idea how Spencer could be so strong; he more than anyone could tell how hurt she was inside but she had somehow managed to push all of those feelings aside and take control of this ridiculous situation.

"I will remember that Spencer, I will remember that I am doing this for myself. I can't pretend that I'm not doing this for us because then I would be lying. I love you Spencer Hastings." He tried his best to keep this one simple because he knew that if he said anymore it would make this harder than it needed to be. It was after all what needed to be done.