A/N: okay this is gonna be based of of the events for 7x10 but Toby will NOT get in a car crash, but Spencer will still be shot. I hope y'all enjoy!
Blood soaked through her white sweater, this is it. She thought. This is the end of me. She could hear her friends screams in the background, but she could only think of one thing.
She had a dull feeling in her stomach as she turned back around, she knew it wasn't right to do. He was engaged for god sake. But she just couldn't let him leave without one last kiss. "Toby?" She said with a pause.
"Can I kiss you? Just one last time?" She drew a breath. "Just to say goodbye?" She had always knew he had never been good at goodbyes, he usually just ran away from things. That was his escape, she didn't quite understand why, but it was.
He gave her a slight nod as she slowly made her way towards the blue eyed beauty. She stood on the tip of her toe and leaned in, connecting there lips. Sparks flew. She placed her hand on his shoulder, deepening the kiss, but a wave of guilt rushed over her. She pulled away looking into his eyes, not knowing if it would be the last time, as she turned away and walked as fast as her skinny legs could take her. Tears cascaded down her face. That kiss, it made her realize how much she loves him. But she lost her chance, and now he loves someone else.
Toby had a strange feeling in his stomach as he waited for Yvonne to come out of the gas station, he didn't know what it was, but something was definitely wrong.
Ring, ring, ring
He picked up the phone and looked at it, it was the rosewood hospital.
"Hello?"
"Hi, are you Mr. Toby Cavanaugh?"
"I am."
" Well I regret to inform you Miss. Spencer Hastings was in a shooting accident, and you were read as her emergency contact, can you come as soon as possible, or shall I Call her Sister?"
Were heading out, he typed rapidly. I just wanted to say. He stopped, he wanted to type I love you, god he was dying too. But he loved Yvonne, or so he thought, before Spencer kissed him earlier that day. 'I love Yvonne, not Spencer,' he kept repeating to himself, but some things are too good to be true.
"I-I'll be there in a moment," he said hanging up without a proper goodbye. He could feel the cold tears run down his cheeks, he didn't know why, but he felt like someone just stabbed him in the heart.
"Toby?"Yvonne asked looking at him wondering why he was sobbing, she was only gone for three minutes getting drinks and a small snack for the both of them.
"We need to go back to Rosewood," he stuttered putting the car in reverse.
"Why?" She asked annoyed, they were leaving for good, but somehow every time they tried to go, they got dragged back to Rosewood.
" Spencer, Spencer was shot, they----they called me and we need to go back,"
"What? No! Toby do you not remember how desperate you were to get out of that god damn town? But that second that little slut gets hurt you come running back to rosewood," she spat.
"Wh-What did you just call her?" He asked anger rising through his chests. No one messes with Spencer, ever.
"You heard me, I called her a little slut," she hissed.
"I'm going to drive you to the closet bus stop, and your moving your own ass up to Maine." He spat, lucky for him the train station was only a block away.
"But Toby..." She said with a sad gleam in her eye.
"I'm so done with you, all you ever do is run back to that little liar of yours, all she is is a little whore who sleeps around and you know it, Toby she is sleeping with your god damn boss, let alone hooked up with your best friend. Why do you keep running back to that tramp when you have me?"
His blood boiled, it took every being in his body not to hit her, when it came to Spencer, he was very protective, very, very protective.
"Do you know what, you can fucking walk. Get your shit out of my truck and leave." He said with a harsh tone. She did exactly what he said slamming the door as she walked in the distance, suitcase in hand.
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It had been three hours without news. He was getting impatient in that small waiting room.
He saw the doctor that was operating on Spencer walk out. Both Toby and Emily sprung out of there seat, followed by the other girls, plus Caleb and Mona.
" The surgery was very successful," The doctor said, Toby let out a sigh of relief. "She may have visitors, only one at a time though. She is expected to wake up from her Anastasia any moment now," all eyes shot to Toby.
"Toby, you need to be there for her when she wakes up." Emily said releasing his hand. "She told us," Hanna added "And she needs you." "She's in room 867, sir." The doctor said as Toby flew by all of them
861,863,865,867, yes. He thought slowly entering the room, and believe it or not, Spencer was sitting up with the help of a nurse, of course.
"Toby?" She said her jaw nearly dropping.
"Wha-what are you doing here? Your supposed to be in Maine!"
"Things change." Toby said walking closer to her.
"Oh god," she muttered. "I forgot to change my emergency contact, they called you didn't they,"
"Yeah," He replied looking at her, she looked ghostly, her skin was Pale and her hair was a mess.
"Where's Yvonne?"
"She is probably in Maine by now. God knows, we had a falling out when I told her I needed to come back here. She was pissed said a few things, and I told her to leave," he said sitting down and taking her hand.
"You may not feel the same way, but oh god, Spencer Jill Hastings, I love you so damn much," tears rimmed her eyes. She reached up to kiss him, when she was interrupted, by Marco. Sure she liked him, but she loved Toby, Marco was just another guy to her. He was sweet, but he wasn't Toby.
"Oh I'm sorry," He said turning around.
"No, no, come in," Spencer said.
"Okay, well I just need you to answer a few answers about what happened, hopefully not to overwhelming, would that be okay?"
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after a few questions about what happened,Marco began to leave.
"Wait! Tobes, do you think you can go outside for a second?" Spencer asked, he knew exactly what she was doing, they had a fling, and she was telling him about her and Toby's relationship.
"Of course," he replied sweetly giving her a kiss on the head. It was perfect timing to tell her friends they should go see her and get her a bouquet of flowers.
She was in his veins, and no matter how hard he tired, he just couldn't get her out.
