Emily's POV

We ran back into the living room, not daring to look behind us. That was way too close! If Toby or I had made any sort of noise, A would have heard and taken us too. The only question is why was A going into the basement? It seemed obvious, that maybe the basement is where Spencer and probably Hanna and Aria are. But you never know.

T- Emily, are you ok?

E- I'm fine. Slightly shocked, but fine.

T- it was like A could hear us but no see us.

E- thank god the lights were turned off.

T- yah. That would have been really bad if—

Before he could finish a loud screeching sound came from outside. I looked at Toby, confused. What was that? I ran up to the nearest window to look. Toby followed looking just as confused as I was. Outside in the driveway a very expensive car was parked. I got closer to the window to try and see if the owner of the car would come out. Then they finally did. It was Mr. Hastings. I gasped and backed away, knocking into Toby by accident.

T- hey! What the—

E- did you see who that was?

T- no. who?!

E- Mr. Hastings!

T- no way! Let me see!

I stepped aside to let Toby get a glance for himself. Then I saw out of the corner of my eye Mr. Hastings tilt his head towards the window, as if he thought he saw something. In a panic I pushed Toby to the ground and quickly silenced him. He understood and I slowly peered out of the window. Mr. Hastings frowned and the expression on his face told me he was disappointed. I watched as he made his way to the front door. I grabbed Toby's arm and together we got as close as we could to the front door.

Toby's POV

We stood behind the corner of the wall we hide before. My head was spinning with so many questions. What was Peter doing here? Is he involved with A? Did he plan all of this? I couldn't think straight with all these questions buzzing in my head like angry bees. I needed answers, we all did. But how could we get them? I turned my head so I could see around the corner and saw with amazement that Peter was talking to A. I strained my ears to hear what they were saying. It was very faint, but I could just make out what they were saying to each other.

AN so I know you guys by now know that A is Melissa and so does Spencer, Hanna and Aria. But Toby and Emily don't. I plan to keep it that way until Peter or "A" spill the beans. Just wanted to let you guys know.

-A- hello Peter.

P- what do you want from me?

-A- so impatient I see.

P- I kept my side of the deal. I stole the jewelry and blamed it on Ian.

-A- very impressive I must add.

P- thanks.

-A- don't mention it.

P- so now you keep your side of the deal!

-A- oh? I don't know what you are talking about.

P- I think you do. We made a deal—no not a deal, you blackmailed me into stealing the jewelry and blaming it on Ian!

-A- or else I would tell the whole world your dirty little secret.

P- you wouldn't dare.

-A- of course not, Dad. What kind of daughter would I be if I did that to my own father?

I had to cover my mouth to stop myself from giving Emily and I away. Peter Hastings is A's helper aka Melissa Hastings! I couldn't believe it! Spencer's own sister had attempted to kill her and then kidnap her while her dad got it all on video! But what is his secret? What is he so afraid of that is holding him back? I bit my lip and tried to think. But nothing was coming to me.

P- it was a mistake ok? A terrible, horrible mistake!

M- it was a mistake? You think cheating on mom with Jessica DiLaurentis while I was unborn was a mistake?! Jessica gave birth to Jason! We are half siblings! You tore our family apart!

AN sorry for another AN lol, but I just want to make something clear. The whole half sibling thing is really confusing. I don't exactly remember if what Melissa just said actually happened in the show, but that's what I understand or is similar to what happened. Sorry if I was wrong, if you know what actually happened, please let me know. thanks guys!

Emily's POV

I couldn't believe it! Melissa is A, Spencer's dad was the one who did all of her dirty work, and apparently Spencer, Melissa, Jason, and Alison are—or were half siblings. Why on earth would Mr. Hastings cheat on his wife before Melissa was even born? Thinking about it made me down right sick. And the worst part is Spencer doesn't know any of this! She doesn't even know her dad stole jewelry. Stole jewelry—wait. Something didn't make sense. I pulled out the newspaper about the committed crime. Toby saw what I was doing and peered over my shoulder to look. I remember reading something in the article about Mr. Hastings being held in custody. I quickly scanned through the words, trying to find the part I was looking for. When I did, I underlined the sentence "As for Peter, he is being held in custody at the moment." I put away my pencil and showed it to Toby and whispered:

E- I thought he was supposed to be in custody!

T- that's what the newspaper says.

E- but why is he here? You don't—

T- he escaped from the police?

I gulped. Well, duh! How else could he be here? This whole jewelry theft happened this morning and Mr. Hastings is in the same room as us.

E- he had to.

T- but how could someone escape from custody? I mean, there are security guards watching you 24/7! They don't let you have visitors, so nobody could have come to sneak him out.

E- wait how do you know so much about this?

T- I-I, you see…

E- what is it? You haven't been t—to jail—jail have you?

T- what? God no!

E- then how—

T- my dad has been to jail a couple of times.

E- a couple? For what?

T- abusive drinking.

E- oh my god, Toby, I'm so sorry. I had no idea your life was that bad.

T- now you understand.

I just nodded. His dad is an abusive drinker? Is that why he is always depressed at school? I felt really bad for him, no one should have to suffer through that. And his mom died too. I didn't know what to say to him or if I should say anything else. What if I upset him more? Then he gently intertwined our fingers and gave my hand a squeeze. I looked down at our hands and then up at him. Even though he had tears in his eyes, his lips were curved into a smile that lit up his whole face.