Taken (A Spoby/Pll Fanfiction)

Chapter 14: It's Time

[( A/N: OMG guys I'm sooooo sorry I haven't posted in a while!  It's Memorial Day weekend here and I went on vacation to the mountains so I couldn't post, so here's chapter 14!  Oh and btw, I think this book is coming to an end soon, cuz I'm kinda running out of ideas here, but I've already started a new fanfiction and it's saved as a draft, so as soon as I finish this one, there will be a new one for you guys! Anyways, ONTO THE STORY! ])

*4 MONTHS LATER*

Spencer's POV:

I am now 9 months along and the baby is due any day now.  Wren sort of keeps to himself these days, so I'm not really sure how he's feeling about the baby.  We've gathered up all the supplies that comes with a baby like diapers, diapers, and more diapers, a crib, clothes, toys, food, shall I go on?  I'm acutally really nervous, and even worse, I don't have anyone to coach me through the birthing process because I didn't take birthing classes!  Wren says, "Those cost too much money, and someone is bound to recognize you as missing there..."  Ugh I can't take it anymore.  When Molly is old enough to walk, we're escaping and never coming back.

I'm sitting on the bed and Wren is in the bathroom.  I'm watching my favorite show, Pretty Little Secrets (A/N: See what I did there? :P), when I feel something wet under my legs.  I finally put two and two together and realize that I'm going into labor right now.

"WREN! WREN GET OUT HERE NOW!" I scream, sweat already pouring down my face.

He sprints out of the bathroom, obvisouly wondering whats wrong.

"What is it Spencah?" he asks.

"I'M FREAKIN GOING INTO LABOR TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL YOU IDIOT!" I yell impatiently.

He runs over and helps me out of bed, then rushes me to the car.  He practically sprints to the driver's side of the car and speeds about 100 miles per hour to the hospital.  Wren then helps me out of the car and rushes me into the hospital.  The nurses put me in a wheel chair and quickly wheels me into a room.  I don't want Wren coming with me.  I can do this without him, and I don't want him to see my baby girl until I allow it.

"Spencer, where is the father?" Dr. Wilson asks while hooking me up to several monitors.

"I would rather he not be in here," I said quietly feeling slightly embarassed.

"Oh sweetheart that is perfectly fine.  Now I'm going to coach you through this ok?  Just listen to what I say and just relax.  It will be over before you know it," she cooed.  "Now here comes another big contraction.  I want you to push on this one," she instructed.

Right as she said that, a sharp pain shot through my body and I pushed with all I had in me.  "GOD THIS HURTS!  I wish Toby was here to talk me through this with his soft, gentle voice," I think to myself.

*30 MINUTES LATER* (I spared you some gross details, you're welcome)

I sit there in my hospital bed, sweat trickling down my face, holding Molly Jane Hastings.  She is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.  I never thought I could love someone this much before, but I do.  I love my baby girl and I will never let anything bad happen to her.  I look down at her tiny face, which is still because she is sleeping.  She's so innocent and precious, that I don't even want to hand her to Wren, but I know that's what I have to do.

"Spencer honey, I think it's time you get your rest and hand Molly to her father," Dr. Wilson says kindly.

"Okay," I say with a yawn, "Call him in."

Wren walks in slowly, staring at Molly as he enters.  There is love in his eyes, and I can tell he really loves her.  I just hope he doesn't "love" her like he "loves" me.  He will never be able to hurt her like he hurt me.  I hand Molly Jane to Wren and within minutes, I fall asleep.

*SOMEWHERE IN DREAM WORLD*

I find myself in a flowery meadow, somewhere far away from here.  I am frolicking with Molly, who is 4 years old, laughing and having a good time.  I chase after her as she giggles and yells, "Mumma, mumma, stawp, stawp!" in between giggles.  I finally catch up to her and fall over into the soft, green grass with my baby in my arms.  

Suddenly, Toby appears in the meadow and walks over to us.  Molly gets up and runs over to him, as fast as her little legs can carry her.  She jumps into Toby's arms and gives him a great big hug. He smiles and hugs her with lots of love.  I find myself smiling at them, when Toby looks up and our eyes meet.  He smiles, puts Molly down, and walks over to me.  I look into his soft, blue eyes, and he looks into my sad, brown ones and we embrace.  We hug for about a minute, until Molly runs over to us and says, "Whut about me?" and shows us her puppy dog face.  We bend down and have a group hug in the beautiful meadow with the sun shining happily down on us.

At this moment, I couldn't be happier.  Me, Toby, and Molly all together in one big happy family, with Wren nowhere to be seen.  All of a sudden, Toby pulls from the hug and starts to repeat, "Spencer. Spencer, Spencer wake up!"

*END OF DREAM WORLD BACK TO REALITY*

"Spencer.  Spencer, Spencer wake up!"  I hear as my eyes flutter open.  I awake to see Dr. Wilson standing over me trying to wake me.  She has worry in her eyes and I can tell something's wrong.

"What's wrong?  Is Molly ok?  What's going on?"  I ask impatiently, waiting for an answer.

"Molly is perfectly fine, but I believe I have some bad news," she says, looking at me weirdly.

"We were running the tests we do with all new babies, and I'm afraid Molly is not Wren's child."

[( A/N:  Ooh plot twist!!  I really had some of you scared there, didn't I?  You all thought Molly was Wren's baby, didn't you?  WRONG!  Who do you think is the baby daddy?  And how do you think Wren will take it?  I guess you'll just have to comment and vote for the next chapter!  BTW, I had so much fun writing this chapter!  How did you like Spencer's dream world?  Comment below plz!  Kisses, -Amy )]