No Objection

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"Objection, Your Honor!" Shouts the well-known Lawyer, Ms Spencer Hastings. She was known by many across the entire state for being overly harsh and being remarkably good at picking away at cases until she got her defendant off. Her specialty is in assault and manslaughter which just further increases her reputation as a heartless bitch. 

Her defendant today is a young man known as Noel Kahn. He has been accused of beating a young girl when she had rejected him but he claims that he had simply asked her and she had reacted violently which would make his actions self-defense. Honestly Spencer knew that she was helping a guy that had actually assaulted the girl but the girl's lawyer was the one and Mona Vanderwaal and she couldn't resist the temptation of beating her into the ground. They had gone to Law school together as friends and come out as enemies, nobody knows what happened to them in there that caused it but neither girl will talk about it. 

"Over-ruled." The Judge states boldly. "Miss Montgomery, will you please recount what happened in your own words."

Spencer looked up and watched the girl as she stood nervously, casting a few mistrusting glares at Noel Kahn and she felt sorry for her as she assessed the fading bruises along her cheekbone, it was almost enough for her to let the jerk go down for what he had done. Almost. 

"I was walking home from the art gallery where I work," Spencer huffed, of course she would work at an art gallery because she thinks that counts as a job, " and Noel came up to me from behind, he kept coming closer even when I asked him to take a step back and then he demanded that I go out on a date with him. When I said no he pushed me back against the wall a-and then he punched me, he just kept hitting me over and over until I was on the ground and I could barely move, I was found the next morning barely conscious by a woman, Hanna Marin and she called an ambulance." By the time that she had finished there were tears streaming down her face and she had to sit down because she could barely stand.

After the bone-chilling story that Aria had told the trial was postponed until more evidence could be found and Hanna Marin was available to speak against Noel. 

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On the way out Spencer stopped Aria and held out her hand for a handshake. "Well played in there" She stated authoritatively as Aria took her hand. Suddenly Spencer changed her grip and pulled Aria's hand closer so that she can't get away, "but I would advise you to drop the case because you won't win." 

The grip kept on tightening as she waited for an answer. "Let go of me, he's guilty and I won't rest until he is behind bars. I would do anything to make sure it happens."

Spencer's eyes lit up sadistically, "well in that case, you will be willing to come home with me to make sure I throw the case in your favor." 

"You're sick." Aria spat at her.

"I never said you had to do anything, I just want a little bit of company, TV isn't the same when you don't have anyone to watch it with."

"So that's it? Just company, no sex?"

"Exactly." Spencer was fighting the urge to roll her eyes at the naivety of the young girl, she wasn't after company because she was lonely, she was asking so they could talk and maybe she would let slip some information about the case that she could use against her, little did she know that Aria had only agreed so that she could do the same thing.

"Let's go then."

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They were sitting cross-legged facing each other talking lightly about the case. "Why do you defend people like him?" Aria asked curiously.

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