Jason POV

Spencer had just left with Veronica, Peter, and Melissa. I was going to miss her a lot, but I was glad she had this chance. The girls stood around talking to each other and I talked to Caleb and Mike. A few minutes later I looked up to see Toby coming. He headed towards us but Hanna got to him first.

"Better replace the batteries in your clock, Cavanaugh. Its six minutes slow. Or do you do this on purpose?" Hanna stated with her arms crossed.

"I didn't do this on purpose, Hanna. I had every intention talking to Spencer before she left." Toby told her.

"Sorry, but I don't believe you." Hanna laughed.

What happened next I don't think anyone expected in a million years, especially Toby. Hanna's fist went flying and connected with Toby's left eye. For a chick she could throw a pretty good punch.

"Hanna!" All of the girls yelled at her.

Mike and I went over to help Toby and Caleb just stood there looking really freaked out. I couldn't blame him to be honest. And I could guarantee that he wouldn't be messing with Hanna anytime soon.

"Man, are you alright?" I asked him and he moved his hand so I could see his eye.

"Wow that is going to be one black eye." Mike let out a low whistle.

"It'll be fine." Toby shrugged, typical. "Do you have any ice?"

"Yeah, let's go to the barn." I nodded.

"Dude, what did you do? I've heard Hanna make threats but I've never actually seen her do something." Mike asked him as we went inside and Caleb followed us.

"Didn't you hear? I was six minutes late." Toby mumbled.

"Okay, I'm going to rephrase Mike's question. What didn't you do?" I asked him as I handed him some and ice pack and a towel.

"Hanna came over to my place around two in the morning. She said Spencer was leaving and I needed to talk to her before she did. I debated all morning if I would actually come here or not. I decided at the last second to come but I guess I didn't make up my mind soon enough." Toby shrugged.

"Well, there's nothing you can do now. Although I'm sure Hanna will stay angry at you for a long time. I'd watch my back if I were you." I said slightly joking.

"Speaking of Hanna, I'm going to take her home and get her to calm down." Caleb announced. "Sorry about the eye, Toby."

"Don't apologize." Toby smirked. "Good luck with Hanna."

"Thanks," Caleb mumbled and then he walked out.

"So, how long are you staying here in the barn?" Toby asked me.

It was mid-afternoon and we were playing video games together. His eye was pretty bad so I would give him a ride home but we decided to hang out a bit. Plus, I wanted more info on what happened between him and Spencer.

"Um, I'm not sure. I hope it's not too much longer though." I shrugged.

"Well, school finishes at the end of this week. And starting this weekend I'm going to be helping Ezra Fitz with the coffee shop. He said I could move into the loft above it as soon as I get it cleared out. If you don't mind living in a construction zone, I don't mind having a roommate." He offered.

"I think anything would be better than this place. Melissa and I get along okay when she visits. Veronica tolerates me which I understand. But Peter…" I trailed off shaking my head.

"I get it. I've felt that way ever since I got back last fall."

"So, is it true that your dad and stepmom are moving out of Rosewood?" I couldn't help be ask.

"Yeah, they're not even staying in this state." Toby laughed.

"I wouldn't want to show my face around here either." I agreed. "Speaking of not showing your face around, are you sure you want me as a roommate? Obviously things aren't good between you and Spencer and she and I hang out a lot."

"I don't know how things will go, but I want to talk to Spencer as soon as she gets back. I'll tell her what I couldn't before. I won't blame her if she still hates me, but at least I can say I tried to clear the air."

"Spencer doesn't hate you. She tries to act like she does but she doesn't. Just like you are." I told him.

"How do you know I'm acting?"

"Why would you be here if you weren't acting when you said you hated her?" I shrugged.

"I never said I hated her." Toby corrected me.

"Then what did you say?"

"Long story," He mumbled.

"We're sitting here playing video games and I'm your ride home. We got nothing but time." I pointed out so he had to talk.

"Alright, let me start at the beginning." He sighed. "It was the day we were leaving Boston. Jenna told me about Alison. She said if I didn't help her she would do the same thing to Spencer, Caleb, everybody. The first thing she told me to do was not contact Spencer. She said pretend that I hate her and don't want her anymore if I have to. And that's what I did."

"Why did Jenna want your help?"

"She wanted a replacement for Garrett. She wanted me to help her frame Garrett for everything and get revenge on the girls. She told me that she was going after the other girls first and leaving Spencer for last. I thought I could make sure things didn't get out of hand. I figured by the time she got to Spencer I would have enough proof to go to the police. But she went after Spencer first and purposely didn't tell me so I couldn't stop her."

"You weren't kidding. It was a really good thing you decided to talk to Spencer that night." I said shaking my head at the possibility of Toby not showing up in time.

"Yeah," He nodded in agreement. "I decided to go over because even though I was doing what I had to do I still felt bad. She came over that afternoon asking for answers and I couldn't give her any. If I told her about Jenna she would have gone to the police and Jenna would have permanently knocked her out with that baseball bat. So instead of ending things with her in your apartment, I did it in the hospital."

"Of course you did." I mumbled rolling my eyes. Breaking up with someone in the hospital had to be one of the worst ways ever. And it probably hurt more too.

"Spencer really is an incredible person." He commented. "I went in her hospital room and she was so grateful that I saved her. She was ready to forget what happened that afternoon."

"Something tells me you didn't let her do that." I said knowingly.

"I couldn't let her think things were okay. I thought part of the reason Jenna did it that night was because she knew we talked. I told her we couldn't be together, that things couldn't be the same so why try. When she asked if I cared about her enough to take a chance and try…I apologized and walked out."

"You actually walked out? No wonder she's been going about the way she has and Hanna took a swing at you." I stated shaking my head.

"I know. I wish I could take it back so bad. Walking out of there was the biggest lie I ever told. And I didn't even have to say anything. I still love her, and I do care enough to give things a chance. I just couldn't then." He said also shaking his head and I could see the regret in his eyes.

I nodded my head letting him know I understood. I wasn't happy because this was my baby sister that he hurt, but I did understand. And I knew he must have cared about her along. I knew those two had something special the first time I saw them together as friends. I knew they could never hate each other no matter how much one thought the other did.

"Your seat, Miss," I said feigning a fancy British accent as I pulled out her chair for her.

I knew she hated that type of stuff. But tonight was for fun. And what was more fun than aggravating your younger sister?

"Are you trying to be a handsome gentleman from an old black and white movie?" She asked sarcastically as she sat down.

"How am I doing?" I laughed completely expecting this.

"You could use some work." She told me.

"On the accent or the looks?"

"Both!" She laughed. "Obviously this isn't a real date so why are we having dinner at fancy restaurant on Valentine's Day?" She asked me curiously.

"Well, I might have overheard that your parents were planning on setting you up with a client's son. He planned to be an eye doctor I believe. So I figured I'd rescue you and we could have some fun. I can also learn about any past boyfriends you had that need beating up." I told her.

"Oh boy, that would have been the worst dinner ever." She shook her head in horror. "For the record, I much prefer dinner in a fancy restaurant with you than with my parents and a future eye doctor."

"I thought so." I laughed. "So, how does this compare to other Valentine's Day dates?"

"Technically this is my first. I've never had a boyfriend so you don't have to go hunting anybody down." She admitted a little embarrassed.

"No boyfriends? What are the guys in Rosewood and Philly stupid?"

"Well, nobody in Rosewood High wanted to go out with the stuck up-rich-brainy-bookworm-girl that followed Alison around. But Ali did fix me up on two blind dates that were horrible." She shook her head. "As for the guys at my school in Philly, I don't hang out with them much. I keep to myself if I can."

"So you're an almost sixteen year old girl and you've never had a boyfriend or a good date. Do you have a crush anyone?"

"What?" She asked in total shock.

"I asked…"

"I heard what you asked; I just can't believe you did." She interrupted. "I feel like I'm being interrogated by Hanna instead of talking to my older brother."

"Hey, when I asked if I needed to beat up any past boyfriends I also meant any potential boyfriends." I stated.

"Fine, there is one guy." She sighed and admitted. "But he hates me. And it's my own fault so you don't have to beat him up."

"I'll admit; you're viciously competitive and rudely sarcastic sometimes. But other than that you're too nice for somebody to hate. Who is this guy?"

"He didn't always hate me." She shrugged. "But after the fire I can't blame him."

"Are you talking about the Cavanaugh kid?" I asked not exactly surprised. I knew they were friends and they seemed to really get along.

"Maybe," She mumbled. This was too good to pass up.

"Aww, my sister has a crush on the guy she rescued. That's so sweet." I said as girly as I could.

"Jason!" She whispered shouted, not wanting to draw attention.

"I'm sorry, Spencer, really. But I couldn't help it." I apologized. "But seriously, he seems like an okay guy. Why do you think he hates you?"

"Duh, it's because I gave Alison that damn lighter. I helped give him a criminal record that got him shipped off to reform school. And his stepsister is also blind."

"Jenna is blind, but she's also alive, Spencer. Yeah, twenty-twenty hindsight it was a bad idea to give Alison the lighter. But you made up for it by saving them. And Toby getting the blame has nothing to do with you." I told her trying to make her feel better.

"Wouldn't you hate someone that was even partly responsible for something like that?" She asked me.

"Well, I'm not Toby. I have a feeling he's a bit nicer than I am. But if my close friend made a mistake then saved my life, I wouldn't care about the mistake or getting punished. I'd just be glad to be alive and happy to know that I have a friend that was willing to do that."

"How could you ignore something like that? What if I didn't get in there fast enough and couldn't help?" She questioned.

"Don't go down the 'what if' trail, Spencer. You'll only make yourself miserable." I told her. "Look, when you have a life and death situation, it puts stuff into perspective. Little stuff like doing something stupid doesn't matter. But big a thing, like risking your life to save someone else's does."

"When did you become so wise and intuitive?" She teased.

"Maybe I've always been smart but I was too stoned or drunk to notice." I joked.

"Maybe," She shrugged and laughed.

"Hey, do you remember the handful of times that I stood up to Alison for you two?" I asked and she nodded. "Well, I did it because I saw how you and Toby were together. Friendship like that doesn't happen every day. I don't think there's anything you or Toby could do to make you hate each other."

"You really think so?" She asked quietly.

"Yeah, I do." I stated. "And I would also be willing to bet that Toby might have a crush on you too."

"Oh shut up!" She demanded. "Toby and I were just friends."

"If that's what you want to believe." I shrugged and laughed. "But take this from a guy that has liked his share of girls. And for the record I can't believe I'm saying this. I saw the way Toby looked at and acted around you. And I saw the way he looked at and acted around other girls. And there's something special about you."

"Shut up and eat, Jason. This is a restaurant not a chatterbox coffee house." She said sarcastically and that was it for any conversation that was serious or involved Toby or other guys.

Hey everyone! Who saw Hanna's punch coming? Speaking of Hanna, most of next chapter will be from her POV. And you'll also find out whether or not Spencer can see! That means Toby will get another chance to talk to her soon. Will she listen? Thanks for all the reviews on the last two chapters. Keep it up! :)