Have you ever felt this way?

Hold her, kiss her, love her.

Spencer's POV:

"Your babies are fine." She gets out.

I smile, relief coming over my body.

"But you... You have a tumor!" She cries.

I begin sobbing again.

"What does this mean for my babies..?" I ask.

"Your babies... Well, we detected it very early so you can have it removed. However it takes long to heal and you will probably be on bed rest for a while." She says.

"It's worth it... When can she have her surgery?!" Toby asks.

"In a week or so... This is serious and you will be put on a higher waiting list." She says.

"This one will grow rapidly and it could kill you if we don't get it out within the month." She says.

"Is this why my babies heart was-" "no... That sometimes happens randomly... I mean it rare but it's possible. Your babies seem fine but we need to get this out soon or else they won't be so fine." She says.

"Can we schedule the surgery on our way out?" Toby asks.

"Yes... But before you go I'm going to prescribe you aldara. It should help you within the week... Or else you would get ill faster this should slow down the process." She says, writing it down and handing it to me.

I slowly get up, thank her, and leave.

We get the meds and Toby looks at me with a sad sad look.

He just slowly puts the meds in my hands as if I'll shatter at his touch.

I snatch them out of his hand and rub my eyes.

I feel a small pain in my stomach, like the one I had before. This time I ignore it.

I sit in the car for a moment, before building up a little bit of strength to basically limp to the house.

Toby helped me of course, but he refused to talk... We both did.

Toby's POV:

I help her to the house, trying not to cry.

I wanted to tell her it was okay, I wanted to hold her and love her... But it was as if I couldn't even talk. My body was numb.

She wasn't talking either, just walking, staring at the ground.

We got to the house and she sat down.

I gulp.

"D-do you wanna keep painting or finish later?" I ask softly.

"..... Later." She mumbles.

I clean up everything and throw it to the ground in the closet.

I slide down the wall and rub my eyes.

Spencer was hurting... Hurting a lot.

I sigh and get up, walking to Spencer.

She's quietly sobbing.

I was going to ask her a question, but I don't....

I hold her. I do what I wanted to do in the first place, hold her kiss her and love her.

She leans her head in my shoulder and we sit there.

"You'll be okay. So will the babies." I re assure her, rubbing her back.

I wasn't even sure about that honestly, but I didn't wanna scare her... That's not very comforting.

She sniffles after a while and calms down, but we still just sit there. "I love you." I say.

"I love you to." She says sounding like she could break down at any second.