Officer Toby - Spoby one shots

Oh, How I Love You: Part 2

Toby's P.O.V.

She reaches for my hand, and I can't believe she is actually giving me this second chance. I try my best to smile, and then glance down at our hands to make sure I'm not dreaming. Nope, not a dream. Her slim fingers fit perfectly in between mine. Everything about this moment is perfect, her delicate body close to mine, her hand holding mine. But even through my teary vision, I notice something wrong. When it registers in my brain, my eyes narrow. Her ivory skin is blanketed by darkening purple bruises. They wrap her wrists all the way around, and I think I can see the shape of a hand.

Who the hell would do this to her?!

"Spencer, who the hell did this to you? Who hurt you?!" I practically growled. Someone hurt her. Some prick hurt Spencer, my Spencer. They bruised her perfect skin and left her with a broken heart and spirit. I'm going to kill them.

She fell silent. Her face fell blank and she turned her head away again. As she tried to pull her hand away, I held on gently.

"No Spencer. You can't run away from this, I need an answer. Who hurt you?" I speak firmly enough to let her know I wasn't giving up. My hand reached up to touch her cheek and I pull her face towards mine. Silent tears rolled down her already stained face, bringing a little bit of her mascara with them. I held her face with my hands and used my thumb to wipe away a free falling tear. I guess that did it for her.

Spencer caved in, wrapping her arms around my neck and crying into my shoulder. Crying hard. Through her sobs, I could hear a few hiccuped words.

"I made.... Mistake.... I knew he.... Always drunk.... Can't go home.... Should have just stayed with you..... Ran away..... Weak.... Stupid.... Mistake!" She gasps in between sobs. I try to pull her closer into my arms, but she cringes at my hand on her side. I don't dare ask, but sensing my hurt confusion, she unwraps herself from me and lifts her sweater just high enough to reveal deep purple and red bruises all over her rib cage. I gasp and fall off the rock to my knees. It feels like there is no air around me. How long had this been going on? How long had I been letting her down?

Spencer's P.O.V. 

  As Toby held my face in his hands and wiped away a tear, I just broke. I couldn't keep anything in anymore. I sobbed into his shoulder and held onto him for dear life. I tried to tell him everything, but I'm sure it came out half strangled. It didn't really matter though, as long as he held me, I would be okay. I'm not sure what changed, but somehow I knew I could trust him with anything and he would be here for me.

  He instinctively tries to bring me closer to his chest by pulling at my waist, and I am given an immediate reminder of just how badly hurt I am. I recoil from his touch and I can tell this hurts him, so I decided to show him the damage. Damage I haven't even seen yet. I pull up my sweater to just under my bra and close my eyes. I can't bear to see myself just yet. I steal a peek at Toby when I hear him gasp. Now on his knees, he looks utterly crestfallen. Like he was blaming himself for this. 

  "Toby,.." I pull him in front of me and look into his eyes, now red-tinged with lingering tears. "Don't blame yourself for this. It's not your fault that my.. father.. is an effing grasshole and blames me for his failed career." I hesitate in calling him my father. He stopped being my father long ago. Toby replies in a low voice.

  "I just. I can't believe he's been doing this to you for so long and I wasn't here to protect you. I wasn't here to keep you safe. I wish I could turn back time and tell you just how much I love you. I wish I could go back and be your Superman." My eyes go wide. Toby.. Loves me? My hand impulsively goes to touch his cheek. He weakly grins up at me through teary eyes, and carefully pulls me closer to him until he stands on his knees between my legs. 

  "You.. You love me?" I whisper. He blushes.

  "Spencer, i'm not sure you could comprehend even a fraction of how much I adore you. Inside and out. If I had been brave enough, you would have been mine from the first moment we met." He states. 

  In that moment, the world around me freezes. Toby Cavanaugh loves me. If he had been brave enough, I would already be his. Everything I thought I knew to be true was suddenly wrong. Toby doesn't hate me,.. and I don't hate him. I realize in that frozen moment that he truly had a beautiful soul. Most guys probably would have run far away when they saw me crying, but Toby.. Toby not only stayed, but he made me feel safe. He made me feel okay, even with bruises and wounds smattering my body. I don't hate him.

  I love him.

  When the earth comes back to life and I come out of my deep mind space, I pull his face close to mine and stare deeply into his lovely blue eyes. I think he knew what I was asking for, because his hands entangled themselves in my hair behind my head, and he pulled my lips to his. His lips are softer than pillows, and I just melt into his embrace. This is where I was always meant to be.

Toby's P.O.V.

  Spencer's lips are warm and soft, and so much more than I imagined they would be. Every moment I stand here kissing her feels like a dream. I pull her close to my chest, close to my heart. I know that from this moment on, now that I have her, I am never, never going to let her go. I am going to be her hero, her Superman.

  I pull away gently and smile at her. She smiles and giggles a little, her eyes still watery, but no more tears would be falling tonight. The sun was now completely gone, and the lights of our little town shone brightly below us, almost like a city of stars. Spencer looks around.

  "Oh dear, we've been here a long time, haven't we?" She chuckles almost humorlessly. I laugh a little bit too.

  "Yeah, we should probably get going. it's going to get pretty cold soon." I reply, standing up and brushing the dirt off my pants. I hold my hand out for Spencer to take, but she doesn't move.

  "I... I can't go back to that house. I can never go back." She says quietly. I crouch down to meet her eyes. 

  "You never have to go back there again. You can come home with me, and I can go get your stuff in the morning. You can stay with me, and we will find a way for that man to be sent away, so you never have to see him or be hurt by him again. I promise you, everything will work out just fine." I tell her. She smiles.

  "I think I like that plan." I take her hand and pull her to her feet. We walk to my truck and I open the passenger door for her. When we are both belted in and ready to go, I pull her in for one more kiss. 

Spencer's P.O.V.

  He opened the door for me. The chivalry, I could definitely get used to. Once we are all ready to go, he draws me in for one more kiss. Nothing has ever felt more right than this moment. When he pulls away, he bites his lip and turns to start the car. I blush like crazy. Somehow, in a span of an hour of more, my whole world turned upside down and did a complete 180. And I wouldn't change a thing. As Toby drove us to his house, I knew three things in my life for certain: 

  1. I love Toby Cavanaugh

  2. He saved me from myself today

  3. No matter what happens or where I go from now on, Toby will always be my home.