Jason helped a drunk Toby upstairs to his loft and knocked on the door. A few seconds later, Avalon opened it and gasped.
"What in the name of Cavanaugh?" Avalon asked.
"He drank a little too much. Don't worry, he'll be fine when he wakes up," Jason said and set Toby down on the couch.
"Where the hell am I?" Toby asked looking around.
"You're at home dumbass, get used to it and now sleep before I put poison in your drink the next time," Jason said.
Toby widened his eyes and looked at Avalon.
"Spencer?!" He said in a shook. Toby was so drunk that he thought his own daughter was the Macho eyed girl he had been deeply in love with for a great chapter of his life
Avalon and Jason exchanged looks.
"No that's Avalon. Your daughter." Jason said as he was trying to get off the touchy subject.
Toby shrugged and snuggled into the couch and fell asleep in seconds. They both chuckled.
"So, Who's Spencer?" Avalon added moments latter
Jason's face went white. He knew that Avalone has his sisters brains and knew that Avalon was catching on.
"O-oh W-well." Jason was fumbling for words till he came up with the perfect get away out of jail free card.
"I don't know, I'm a little bit drunk myself. Okay, well good night Ava I got to get going, the others are waiting in the car" Jason said before kissing the top of her head and leaving.
Once he left, Avalons curiosity grew even bigger and was even more suspicious about this Spencer J. H. Person. She sighed as she remembered that Petter Hastings had came to the door earlier that evening. Should she tell Toby about Peter? She didn't know. But since he was passed out, it would be the best time to snoop around. She got a cup of water and a box of Advil, she put it on the coffee table beside the couch Toby was crashed on. She threw a blanket over him and kissed his forehead before sneaking upstairs to his bedroom.
She stepped inside and shut the door quietly. She looked around before she went under the bed and grabbed a box that was there. She sat down on the floor and examined everything that she saw. There were books, a Scrabble board, and a sketchbook that contained sketches of a girl that looked like her, and some pictures. She grabbed them and looked at them but they weren't important ones. He must have known she would look through here and hid them.
She got up and went to his desk. She opened the drawers and looked through them. Nothing. But when she tried closing one of them, it did not fit in right, there was something blocking the pathway. She crouched down and looked under it and saw something taped to it. She grabbed it and saw that it was a hard drive. This could solve everything and give her the answers she's wanted to know. She put everything back to where it was and turned off the lights before heading back to her room. She grabbed her laptop and stuck in the hard drive. She played the videos and couldn't believe what she was seeing as she felt her eyes well up.
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Toby woke up to a headache. He couldn't remember what the hell happened last night. He looked around and saw that he was in his loft. He heard humming and looked in the kitchen from where he laying and saw Avalon making coffee. She sure had inherited her mother's love for caffeine. Avalon saw him awake and smiled.
"Hey Dad, how are you feeling?" she asked.
"I feel weird. I have this massive headache and it's killing me. What happened?" Toby asked sitting up.
"Um, you went to a bar with Uncle Caleb, Ezra, and Jason and you got a little too drunk," she explained.
"Oh," he said.
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Fanfiction• "Since you know Ms. Hastings is your mom, why don't you call her 'Mom'?" "Because, she wasn't there for me for the past fourteen years and she doesn't deserve the name 'Mom'. At least by me of course," she said and they both sprinted to The Grill...
