Authors Note (A/N): This does not follow the Current Track, none of the guys besides Ezra are in this story, Characters will be slightly OOC (out of Character)

Chapter 11: Deja Vu

*Flash Forward-2 Months, Rear Window Brew*

Graduation week had just ended and the warm kisses of Summer had filled the air of Rosewood. In about three months everyone was going off to college but for now the girls decided to just enjoy whatever time they had left in their home town. Hanna Marin smiled as she heard everyone's college plans, Aria had gotten into three Colleges and was going to Georgia to pursue her passion of photography, Spencer had been accepted at U-Penn, Georgetown and the university of Hawaii for architecture and interior design and since U-Penn was the brunette's dream school since she could talk Hanna was thrilled that Spencer had chosen an institution that was nearby. Mona had also been accepted at U-Penn but was seriously considering her options at Yale and USC, Hanna had heard from Alison that the young Dilaurentis had gotten accepted at NYU to pursue a degree in fashion design while Emily had gotten into Pepperdine University, as for Hanna...well the Blonde had decided to pursue any college plans after she had given birth.

The only downside to everything was that it had been two months since the incident with Alison and Spencer and even though the youngest Hastings had apologised profusely, Emily was yet to forgive the older girl. Alison had forgiven Spencer in a heartbeat, as was expected, but the swimmer was furious with the field hockey captain which lead to some really frosty moments in the group during the major events like prom and commencement. Sure all five friends were in the pictures, smiling happily for the cameras but it was known that it was all for show since Emily would glare at Spencer and pull Alison away as soon as the cameras were turned elsewhere. Alison, Aria, Hanna and even Mona tried to get the swimmer to forgive Spencer but Emily had blatantly refused to see reason and thus the rift between the girls had grown causing Hanna to fear that it would never be repaired before everyone went off to college.

Rubbing her baby bump, Hanna reclined against the couch at the Brew and sipped her herbal tea slowly. Her mother was beside her enjoying a cappuccino and Hanna was enjoying the rare 'mother daughter bonding day' they were currently having. Ashley had taken a few days off from the bank and had kept this day aside to spoil her pregnant daughter, the Marin duo had just finished off at Rosewood Spa before lunching at the Brew, their next stop was the Mall of Rosewood where the older Marin planned on spoiling both her daughter and her yet to be born grandchild. A lot of the older patrons had stared at Hanna and judged her condition, a few snide remarks were overheard and on more than one occasion Hanna had to stop her mother from lashing out at them.

Ashley: "I can't believe you're seven months along..."

Hanna: "Almost eight now...Spencer has a calendar up on our wall and set like a million calendar alerts on Google Calender to remind me how far along I am...I swear she's more excited about this baby then I am..."

Ashley: "She loves you Hanna...you're lucky..."

Hanna: "I know...she spoils me waay to much..."

Ashley: "I take it you're sill craving oreo ice-cream at odd hours huh?"

Hanna: "Yup..the other day I could have sworn she 'pampered' me into a coma..."

Ashley: "Han...still your mum...I don't need to know about your intimate moments with Spencer, it's bad enough I hear you two when it happens..."

Hanna: "That was one time! And we apologised!"

Ashley: "Han..that one time was on my couch...how many times did Veronica have to hear you guys before she decided that you two are exiled to the barn when College starts?"

Hanna: "Firstly, it's not that kind of barn...it's more of a loft... and Secondly we were not exiled there...Spencer renovated the place in our sophomore year as part of a deal with her parents...Melissa's been living there temporarily but since Spencer was going to move in there eventually Mrs Hastings decided we should stay there when the baby arrives... so I'm just going to put my stuff in there as well..."

Ashley: "That's not the way I heard it...because apparently Veronica had planned on renting out the Barn to some old family friend before she suddenly changed her mind..."

Ashley chuckled before she continued speaking

Ashley: "Han...I know you and Spencer were caught by Melissa and Veronica...more than once..."

Hanna blushed deeply and grinned

Ashley: "I'm happy for you two...and over the moon that Spencer can't actually get you pregnant..."

Hanna: "Don't need to worry about that mum...already knocked up here..."

Hanna gestured to her protruding belly and laughed along with her mother.

Ashley: "Speaking of my favourite Hastings...where is she?"

Hanna: "Oh she's in Philly...running some errands for Melissa..."

Just as the words left Hanna's lips the blonde's cellphone rang loudly causing the pregnant girl to smile as the caller ID lit up the screen. Ashley Marin looked at the screen and grinned

Ashley: "Speak of the devil...I swear it's like Beetle Juice, we said her name too many times..."

Hanna laughed and answered the call

Hanna: "Hey babe! We were just talking about you..."

Spencer over the phone: "aww that's sweet Han..."

Hanna: "So did you reach Philly safely?"

Spencer over the phone: "Yup...I got a bit to finish up here so I might be back later in the afternoon..."

Hanna: "Oh that's fine...mum and I were going shopping later and I was going to stay at your place..."

Spencer over the phone: "Babe...I dunno how late I'm going to be here and now that we're entering your third trimester I don't want you staying alone..."

Hanna: "Spencer...you're being paranoid..."

Spencer over the phone: "Babe...please...stay with your mum tonight...I'll come pick you up first thing tomorrow morning..."

Hanna: "Fine! But only if you bring back those artisan chocolates I love from that place in Philly..."

Spencer over the phone: "Anything for you love...take care Han...see you tom..."

Hanna: "Love you sweety..."

Hanna smiled when Spencer returned the sentiment as the call ended and together the mother daughter duo finished their beverages and resumed their day.

*Same time- In Philadelphia*

Spencer cut the call and turned to rejoin her companions for the day. Mona Vanderwall and Paige McCullers had the smuggest grins on their faces.

Paige: "Someone's whipped..."

Mona: "So whipped...who knew under that hard exterior was such a softy..."

Spencer glared at both of them before playfully chipping

Spencer: "Bite me..."

Mona laughed heartily and smirked

Mona: "I would doll...but Hanna would get jealous..."

Spencer smiled at Mona and the three girls walked into their usual café in Philly. After ordering their drinks they sat at their usual table and began their conversation. It had been two months since their first meeting and the three had struck up an unlikely friendship.

Spencer, Mona and Paige had met up once a week in Philly, the girls would have coffee, catch a movie, go to an exhibit...anything that was available and Spencer was glad to have found people to talk to outside her usual circle of friends. Mona and Paige were able to remain objective about the whole incident with Alison and had provided the youngest Hastings with advice on the best way forward. But over and above their stellar problem solving skills, Spencer was glad that the two had agreed to help her out with the nursery, with Mona's eye for fashion and Paige's eye for design Spencer was sure that her child's nursery was going to be a beautiful sight and the best part was that both Paige and Mona had approached Aria for help on their little project a few seconds before Spencer could ask the girl herself.. The tiniest brunette was over the moon to be included on the project but sadly was missing today's meeting due to the bout of the stomach flu going around Rosewood.

Paige: "So...speaking of Hanna, How is she?"

Spencer beamed at the mention of her significant other and grinned

Spencer: "She's good...she's about eight months in so it's getting slightly uncomfortable for her you know with the cramps and stuff..."

Mona: "I read somewhere that women get super horny...is it true..."

Spencer: "Oh its true...I can't do anything without Hanna wanting to jump my bones..."

Paige: "Thank God you can't actually get her pregnant..."

Spencer: "That's what my mother said when she decided to give us the barn..."

Mona: "I forget...was this the time she caught you two in your father's study or in the kitchen?"

Spencer: "My Dad's study...Melissa caught us in the kitchen..."

Paige: "You and Hanna in your dad's study! That explains why he was burning that chair..."

Spencer: "Lucky they only saw what happened on the chair otherwise that desk would've been cremated as well..."

Spencer smirked and took a sip of her coffee as Mona and Paige burst into a fresh bout of laughter.

Mona: "On a serious note though...I called Ar, she's feeling much worse so I was gonna bring her some soup on my way home..."

Paige: "I'll join you Mon...and we should get her some ginger ale..."

Spencer: "Wow... Aria's got you two well trained..."

Paige: "Well she is the head artist on our little project and..."

Mona: "...and we look after our own..."

Spencer smiled at both girls and spoke

Spencer: "I can't thank you guys enough...you've been there for the girls when I couldn't...I've been soo busy with Hanna and the baby lately..."

Paige reached over the table and held the brunette's hand, squeezing it reassuringly

Paige: "It's alright Spence...Aria understands and I was more than happy to drive out to lookout point that day she got a flat in the middle of nowhere..."

Spencer: "It's just usually I do that stuff for Aria...heck even Emily and Alison..but lately I feel like I've been neglecting Aria, Emily hasn't spoken to me since the incident and won't let Alison speak to me either...it's killing me that I screwed us up..."

Mona: "Spencer...listen up because I'm only going to say this once...You did NOT screw up...you were drugged...I don't know how that happened but I have my suspicions...but it was not your fault ok..."

Paige: "Yeah, Aria understands...she's just as excited for this baby as you and Hanna, besides with you being busy with your girl she doesn't feel bad ditching you guys for Ezra anymore...and Emily may seem mad now but she'll come around eventually and so will Alison..."

Mona: "...they'll get their heads out of their assess long before the baby is born...Emily knows how much this baby means to Hanna and how badly Hanna wants all of you together when the baby arrives...so for Hanna's sake Emily might be willing to bury the hatchet, or at least be civil..."

Spencer: "Thanks you two...for everything..."

Mona: "You can thank us after we build my god-baby a fabulous nursery..."

Spencer laughed at that and together the three girls looked at paint swatches and simulations on Paige's laptop. Hanna was specific on gender neutral colours for the nursery so a palette of soft greens and warm yellows were the tone for the designed space. Aria, Mona and Paige were envisioning a 'fairy tale/woodland' theme that was inspired by the hand crafted oak crib that had rocked many a generation of Hastings. The exquisite vine carvings alongside the crib had tied together the family crests at the head and base of the wooden cot with the family words woven into the design.

Paige: "How old is that crib by the way?"

Spencer shrugged and quipped

Spencer: "I'll put it this way...it was old when my great granddad slept in it..."

Paige: "Of course...the Hastings probably have servants polishing and treating the wood every two years..."

Mona laughed along with Paige and a few seconds later they stared at Spencer, noticing that the brunette hadn't joined them

Paige: "No Way! I was joking!"

Spencer: "Sadly...it's true..."

Mona: "well...at least I know my godchild is going to be a little aristocrat..."

Spencer: "Easy Mona...we don't actually have a title...My ancestors cut that royal cord when they moved to America..."

Mona: "But they kept up the ways of Nobility...I mean you guys have a Family crest and motto..."

Paige: "Plus you're loaded...so that helps..."

Spencer: "Okay...we're a bunch of elitist, entitled, spoilt, pretentious jerks who's snobbish idea of reality is that we're better than everyone else...happy?"

Mona: "Thrilled...that you're nothing like the rest of them Spence..."

Paige: "Yeah...you're alright...and if your head gets a little swollen..."

Mona: "...Paige and I will gladly deflate it for you..."

The three girls smiled at each other, glad that their friendship had taken shape.

*Early Evening- Street's of Philadelphia*

Spencer's POV

Spencer waved goodbye to Mona and Paige as the girls headed off towards the Train station. It was going to be dark soon, their meeting was over and the brunette's heavily pregnant girlfriend had wanted chocolates so to not earn the ire of her love, Spencer had made her way around the streets of Philadelphia, searching for the only thing that could satisfy her blonde girlfriend, the assorted truffles from a quant chocolaterie by the name of La morsure sucrée not far from the train station.

Spencer had just spotted the antique red French doors of her destination when a familiar face across the street caught her eye. Pam Fields, Emily's mother was on the phone, carrying some shopping bags and rummaging through her purse, the older Fields had spotted Spencer and the youngest Hasting waved at the woman in greeting as she turned the door handle of the confectionery. Pam Fields waved back and Spencer smiled at the woman. The youngest Hastings was about to turn and enter the quant shop when her stomach suddenly dropped at the sight before her.

Pam Fields had just rounded the corner and suddenly a man, dressed in a black hoody pulled up to cover his face had appeared. The sketchy character had followed after the older Fields and Spencer's heart leapt into her throat.

'Could it be the same guy? They never caught the bastard that hurt Hanna...maybe I'm just being paranoid...but...I should go after them...make sure Mrs Fields is safe...because if something happens to her then I will never forgive myself...'

Abandoning the confectionary, Spencer immediately dashed across the street and followed the path the man in the hood and Pam Fields had taken. She was about to walk past a dark alleyway when a loud scream pierced the air. Flashbacks of a similar event involving her blonde girlfriend caused a surge of adrenaline to rush through her as she sprinted off in the direction of the sound. Anger coursed through her when she caught sight of what was happening at the end of the Alley. The hooded man had roughly shoved Pam Fields to the floor and was about to lower his trousers when Spencer snuck up behind him and pulled him to face her before punching him hard across the face. The sounds of Pam Field's terrified sobs accompanied the harsh burn of her knuckles and the faint smell of copper in the air told Spencer that she had cut her knuckles on the man's teeth. The girl had reached forward and was about to pull down the man's hoody when something caught her eye, a Victorian compass tattooed onto his left forearm held her gaze and momentarily distracted her from her opponent.

'It's the same guy! He's the bastard that hurt Hanna!'

Spencer was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't see her opponent grab an empty beer bottle off the ground. It was Pam Field's screaming that pulled her from her thoughts, but it was too late.

Pam: "WATCH OUT!"

The man had bashed the empty bottle against Spencer's head shattering it on impact. Blood danced across Spencer's vision as she watched the man rush out of the alley. Blinking to clear her vision, she shook her head slightly to shake off the excess glass and once she had her bearings she rushed over to Mrs Fields, the woman was on the floor, leaning against the wall of the alley and the girl crouched down beside her.

Spencer: "Mrs Fields...are you Okay? Did he hurt you?"

Pam: "N-N-No..No...he didn't...you got here in time..."

Spencer: "Do you want me to call an ambulance?"

Trembling, the older woman reached a hand up and wiped the side of Spencer's face

Pam: "Spencer...Spencer you're bleeding..."

Spencer: "I'm fine Ma'am..but are you Okay?"

Pam: "He...He was...he wanted to..."

Pam had burst into tears and through her choked sobs she spoke, her body trembling with the shock of what could have happened

Pam: "I was just buying some shirts for Wayne...I was on my way to my car when he...he grabbed me and pushed me in here..."

Spencer immediately pulled the shaking woman into her embrace and rubbed soothing circles on the woman's back as the older Fields clutched onto the youngest Hastings and sobbed into the girl's shoulder.

Pam: "You...you saved me..."

Spencer held the woman close, protecting the mother of one of her best friends was, in that moment, more important than some confections.

'Hanna will understand...I can ask Melissa to bring them over when she comes home tomorrow...'

The older Fields had clutched Spencer tightly as the girl continued to comfort her

'I can't just leave her here... Mr Field's is away on deployment and Emily would probably be asleep by now...I should take her home...'

Spencer: "Mrs Fields...are you parked nearby?"

Pam: "y-yes.."

Spencer slowly untangled herself from the woman and with her right arm still around the older Fields she picked up the woman's hand bag and shopping bags that had been flung against the wall beside them. At the sight of the trembling woman, Spencer knew she was in no condition to drive and despite the throbbing headache she was currently battling the brunette had spoken

Spencer: "Let me drive you home..."

Pam nodded as Spencer lead the woman out of the Alley. The brunette kept a firm hold on the older woman as together they walked towards the Field's car. Pam had retrieved the keys from her handbag and unlocked the vehicle before handing the keys over to her daughter's friend. Spencer had escorted Mrs Fields into the vehicle before placing her luggage into the back seat. The brunette quickly dashed around the car and climbed in to the driver's seat. Darkness loomed overhead as the last shred of light left the sky when Spencer turned the key in the ignition and began the 3 hour long journey back to Rosewood.

*3 Hours later- Rosewood Pennsylvania*

Spencer pulled into the slumbering street of Rosewood, the hour was late and even the peering toms had called it a night. Parking the vehicle in the Field's driveway, Spencer killed the engine and got out of the car crossing the vehicle quickly to the passenger's side and opened the door for Mrs Fields. The older woman had fallen asleep an hour ago and Spencer didn't have the heart to wake her after the events of the day. The youngest Hastings looked up at the house before her and sighed

'Em's probably asleep by now and she definitely doesn't want to see me...I'll get Mrs Fields key from her bag and open the house up...but should I wake Mrs Fields?'

The tall brunette contemplated her options as she retrieved the house keys from Mrs Fields bag and opened up the Fields home. Once the front door was opened, Spencer immediately went back to the car and stood besides the sleeping woman.

'Should I Wake her? Maybe I should let her sleep...she's been through an ordeal today...I could carry her into the house? That won't be weird right? Yeah...I should carry her in..."

Spencer moved into position to carry the older woman into her home and was about to cradle the slumbering Fields against her when Pam stirred.

Pam: "huh?...Wh-What...Where are we?"

Spencer: "You're home Mrs Fields...I was just about to take you inside..."

Pam stared at the girl in front of her as tears of gratitude pooled in her eyes

'She saved me...I'm supposed to be protecting her...she's my daughter's best friend, I watched her grow up and she saved me..She protected me like Wayne would...Wayne would have done the same thing...'

Spencer stared at the woman cautiously, fearing that she had done something to upset the older Fields.

Spencer: "Mrs Fields? Are you Okay?"

Pam Fields stared at the girl in amazement

'Emily is soo lucky to have such a wonderful set of friends...Wayne would be soo happy that we have people looking out for us when he's away...'

The older woman was about to reply when a dark red trail along the side of Spencer's face caught her eye. The dried blood was well hidden by the girl's chocolate tresses causing a miniscule portion of the girl's hair to matte against the brunette's skin, the sight causing the woman to call out

Pam: "Spencer...you're hurt..."

Spencer shrugged and replied

Spencer: "I'm fine Mrs Fields...I should get you inside..."

Pam: "No...Spencer..I need to clean you up...that could get infected!"

The woman had slid out of the car and was on her feet in seconds, locking her car and grabbing Spencer's hand before marching them up to the house. Once they had entered, Pam had pulled off her coat and turned on the lights in the foyer and kitchen then quickly began searching for a first aid kit.

Pam: "There has to be one here somewhere...I'd ask Emily where it is but she's probably asleep..."

Spencer: "Mrs Fields its Okay...I'll clean it up at Home..."

Pam looked at the girl and spoke, her voice leaving no room for argument

Pam: "Nonsense Spencer...I'm tending to those cuts on your forehead and knuckles and that's final..."

Closing the kitchen drawers, Pam Fields held Spencer's hand, an unknown desire to desperately touch another human being overcame the older woman as she quickly lead the girl upstairs.

Pam: "There's a first aid kit in my en suite bathroom...Come on..."

Spencer followed the woman diligently and soon found herself seated on the soft mattress in the master bedroom of the Fields home. The older woman was soo busy preparing everything that she needed to tend to Spencer's injuries and Spencer was preoccupied with watching the other woman that both of them failed to notice that they had acquired an audience.

Alison Dilaurentis had decided to sleep over at Emily's place since Kenneth and Jessica Dilaurentis were out of town for the week. The blonde smiled happily when she saw the object of her desire in the Fields' home and immediately her mind began to wander

'What's Spencer doing here? And why is she in Mrs Fields' bedroom? Has she gone back to her old ways?'

Alison watched silently and unseen from the crack of the open door and smiled when she realised the opportunity she had been presented with

'You can cut the sexual tension in there with a knife...if Hanna thinks Spencer had a thing for cougars then it'll kill their budding romance and Hanna can raise her little mistake all on her own leaving my path to Spencer clear...sorry again Spencie...I have to make you the bad guy...but if I don't do this then you and I won't be together...and we're meant to be together...I'm doing this for us...you can thank me later...'

The blonde watched diligently as the older Fields walked over to the brunette seated on the bed. The blond smiled when the woman began moving closer to the brunette but was momentarily alarmed when she had seen and finally noticed the First Aid kit accompanying Pam Fields. The older woman started cleaning the wounds on Spencer's knuckles before using a sterilised pair of tweezers to pull the tiny shreds of glass out of the cut on the Brunette's forehead. Alison's jaw dropped in shock at the sight before her

'My Spencer is hurt! I should go to her! I need to hold her and make sure she's alright...wait Alison, if you go in there you'll lose this opportunity...there's plenty of time to comfort Spencer later...'

The blonde kept on watching as Pam Fields moved closer to the younger brunette and smiled and quickly snapped a picture on her mobile phone as the opportunity she had been waiting for presented itself.

Pam Fields had just cleaned and wrapped Spencer's knuckles and placing her right hand in Spencer's had progressed to treating the harsh cut on the girl's forehead. The older woman looked at the girl beside her and as she pulled out shards of glass from Spencer's skin, Pam became lost in her thoughts

'She saved me...Spencer saved me...she was hurt because of me...I'm alive because of her...I'm safe because of Spencer...Lord knows what that guy would've done if Spencer hadn't intervened...Wayne would have saved me...but Wayne isn't here...Spencer is here...Spencer saved me...'

Those thought were swimming in the woman's head as she cleaned and tended to the cut on Spencer's forehead, tightening the grip on the younger girl's hand as she did so. Soon, the two were so close on the bed that their noses grazed against each other as their breath mixed in the air around them. Pam Fields looked into the eyes of the youngest Hastings and had seen a protectiveness that resembled the one she had seen in the eyes of her husband. To her exhausted and terrified mind that protectiveness reinforced a link to her spouse who was currently out on deployment, a link that she was subconsciously transferring onto the brunette before her. Lost and confused in her thoughts about the man she married, Pam Fields had, without warning, leaned forward, ran her free hand through Spencer's tresses holding the girl in position and placed her lips against the youngest Hastings, kissing the girl soundly. Not more than a second passed when a stunned Spencer broke the kiss causing realisation to dawn on Pam

'Oh god! OH GOD! I kissed her...I kissed Spencer! I kissed Emily's friend...What's the matter with me? What have I done!'

With their hands still intertwined, the older woman immediately began hyperventilating causing the brunette to immediately place her free hand reassuringly on the older Field's shoulder

Spencer: "Mrs Fields? Ma'am...are you okay?"

Pam slowly began sobbing and eventually choked out

Pam: "I...I Kissed you..."

Knowing that Pam Fields' actions were no fault of the older woman as she wasn't in the right frame of mind, Spencer ever the chivalrous hero, decided to comfort the traumatised woman instead of lashing out at her

Spencer: "It's okay..."

Pam: "It's not okay! I kissed you...you're being so wonderful to me and I took advantage of you!"

Spencer: "You're in shock Mrs Fields...it's the events of the day taking its toll...you're not acting normally due to the stress and trauma of what happened...It's fine..."

Pam: "It's not fine!"

Spencer: "Mrs Fields...please...don't worry about it...according to me it never happened..."

Pam stared at the girl in amazement

Pam: "Why? Why would you let this go?"

Spencer sighed at the woman's words and said

Spencer: "I may not know exactly how you're feeling right now or what Emily has told you but I know how someone in your position would react...because...almost eight months ago...Hanna reacted the same way..."

Pam: "Oh Spencer..."

Spencer: "So it's okay Mrs Fields...I don't hold it against you...I've forgotten it and so should you..."

Pam Fields smiled at the girl and mouthed her thanks.

Spencer had stood up to leave, but the slight tug on her right hand had stopped her. The youngest Hastings stared into the terrified expression of Pam Fields and sighed

'I shouldn't leave her alone tonight...she's scared and fragile and Mr Fields is not here to comfort her...I'll sleep on the couch...but I can't leave Mrs Fields alone...not tonight...not after what happened...'

Spencer: "Umm...Mrs Fields...it's late...you should get some sleep..."

Clearly terrified of being left alone after what almost happened the older woman choked out

Pam: "Don't...please don't..."

Before Pam could complete her request, Spencer gestured to the couch adjacent to the bedroom window and spoke

Spencer: "I'll be here..I'm on the couch if you need anything...okay...I won't leave you alone..."

Again Pam mouthed her thanks and not bothering to change out of her day clothes, moved up against the king sized bed and immediately fell asleep, the stress of the day had clearly worn the woman out. Spencer smiled at the slumbering woman and grabbed a pillow off of the bed before making her way onto the adjacent couch. The brunette placed the pillow at the head of the sofa and stretched out her limbs before pulling off her shoes and reclining against the soft leather. Before shutting her eyes, Spencer pulled out her phone and texted her girlfriend 'goodnight' and as soon as Spencer's head hit the softness of the pillow she had fallen asleep.

Alison was yet to leave her post outside the Fields' master bedroom and not more than an hour passed when something interesting caught the girl's attention. Knowing that Emily was still sound asleep, the blond stood her ground and kept her phone at the ready to record whatever happened next.

Alison smiled gleefully as the grips of a nightmare sank into Pam Field's subconscious. The woman trashed around, moaning painfully in her sleep.

Pam: "NO..NO Please! Stop..."

'Clearly she's reliving what happened...now...all I need is for Spencie to wake up...Ever the hero she won't ignore a damsel in distress...even if the Damsel is Mrs Fields...Oh..there's my darling hero now...'

Spencer's slumber was broken by the soft painful moans of the older Fields and fearing for the woman's safety the younger brunette woke up and was by the woman's side in an instant.

Pained by the sight before her, Spencer watched Mrs Fields trash around and beg her tormentor not to harm her. The youngest Hastings began to gently coax the older woman out of her nightmare

'She's already traumatised by what happened...she needs to feel safe...protected...'

Spencer: "Mrs Fields? Ma'am...it's okay...you're safe...he can't hurt you now...he's gone...you're okay..."

Spencer's words seemed to have shaken off the nightmare that held Pam in its clutches and as soon as the older woman's eyes snapped open she frantically sat upright and searched the room for her attacker. Pam Fields burst into tears and launched herself into Spencer's embrace as the brunette comforted her.

Spencer: "It's ok...you're safe...it's over..."

Pam pulled the girl closer to her, effectively pulling Spencer onto the bed while clinging to that natural sense of warmth and protection radiating of the youngest Hastings that her mind craved.

Pam: "Don't...don't let go...please...please don't let go..."

Spencer hesitantly obliged the older woman and held the woman tighter against her before gently placing the woman back down on the bed before resting on the bed beside her. Spencer didn't complain when Pam Fields shifted closer to her, she didn't flinch when the older woman's arms wrapped around her and she didn't object when the woman's head found itself resting against her chest. Spencer merely held the woman closer as they dosed off, innocently protecting the traumatised Fields from the harsh dangers that lay outside their door.

Silently, so as to not disturb the slumbering occupants of the room, Alison made her way into the master bedroom, camera at the ready and smiled gleefully at the sight before her.

'you're so sweet Spence..but with your history even something done with innocent and pure intentions can be misconstrued...Only the three of us will know what really lead up to this moment and by the time anyone figures it out Hanna would have already dumped you and Emily would have cut you out of her life...so naturally I'll dump Emily and then rush of to comfort you...my brave, charming knight...my hero...my love...my precious...'

Smiling at the slumbering occupants of the bed, Alison snapped a quick picture and rushed out of the room as quietly as possible, a plan forming in her head to deviously distort the innocent and chivalrous acts of the object of her affection to her benefit.

A/N: Fun Fact, this chapter is the chapter that inspired the story! My friend Taz had this idea that Spencer saves one of the PLL mom's from being raped/killed...eventually she changed it to Spencer saving one of the PLL's but the other day she came up to me and was like..."add in the original idea... make the story more dramatic!" so naturally I obliged her.

Also a quick note...I don't want anyone to think Pam kissed Spencer with any sexual/erotic intention...I was trying to convey the PTSD of a severly traumatised woman manifesting itself in a way that caused the woman to act so out of character and I overused my creative licence and dramatised it to a large extent, so please don't hate Pam...blame me for what happened.

Oh and one more thing...When Alison calls Spencer 'My precious' it won't hurt to imagine gollum's tone from Lord of the Rings...it was playing on loop in my head when I wrote that portion...

So let me know what you think! Like and Review, constructive and/ or any criticism is greatly appreciated!