S.O.S.

As quickly as she could and as discreetly as she was able she wrote a new text message and began shuffling through her many contacts trying to find Aria, Emily and Hanna. Luckily they were not very far down but just as she was about to hit send another thought came to her. Toby.

She wanted to let him know. Maybe he would help her. Maybe he would be there for her. She stopped, still standing in the kitchen. Her family had left, gone to comfort Melissa, as always, and Garrett, was standing at the end of the hall watching her. She knew this was his doing. How he had found out that she and Ian had been together was beyond her and she wasn't exactly sure she cared to find out. However, at least he was trying to be kind. She knew he would want forgiveness for this and perhaps letting her send out one last message to those closest to her was the way he showed that. She took one last look at her phone and sent the message to her friends.

There was no way she would be able to sleep in her own house tonight. The only other options, depending on how the police saw her after this, were one of her friends, the police station, or the motel. She already knew what her first choice would be, being with him had made her feel better than she had been able to feel in a long time.

Slowly she set her phone down on the kitchen counter and miserably walked towards the study where the police were waiting for her. She was frightened the moment she walked into the view of them.

"Sit down Spencer. We need to ask you a few questions."

What seemed like hours later, they seemed to be satisfied. She had told them everything she knew about Ian and Allison and herself. She told them that they had kissed once and nothing grew from that. She told them how angry Allison seemed when she had caught them. She told them about the party and then once again told them about that night. She even told them that she and Allison had gotten into an argument and then told them about the picture.

Finally they were gone but Spencer continued to sit in the study. She had not even bothered to stand up and show them out. One after the other her friends came into the study and sat around her. They were silent for a few moments before anyone said anything.

"Are you okay?" Aria asked softly. Emily and Hanna waited for her reaction. Spencer continued to stare into space. She did not know what to say. Was she okay?

"I told them everything." She said.

"What do you mean? What is everything?" Emily asked.

"Everything about Ian and Allison. I told them about the party and I told them about the picture. I'm sorry guys." At this she turned to her friends.

"We understand. Really its okay." Aria told her rubbing her back softly.

"Yeah, we would have done the same thing if they had come to any of our houses in the middle of the night." Hanna said. Spencer looked at her friends. Why did this have to happen to them? Couldn't they just live normal lives as normal high school students without being visited by the police every day, trying to solve a murder, and trying to stay out of the way of whoever "A" was? She was beginning to get tired of this "A" person and just wanted to know what they wanted. Whoever they were. So many ideas of who they might be ran through her mind. Ian? Noel? Allison's brother? Jenna? She knew Jenna and Ian were working together on something. If only she knew what it was. She thought they had been so close! The hotel room, Jenna, Ian, the bag, and then "You're getting colder. – A".

At that thought she realized none of her friends knew what had happened with her and Toby. On one hand, did she want to tell them? She and Toby had kissed. What would they say? Emily seemed to be acting strange about the whole ordeal. However, on the other hand she didn't want to keep any more secrets. She was done with lying. If she didn't get arrested for lying by the end of this, it would be a miracle.

"Guys, there is so much I need to tell you." She said closing her eyes and furrowing her forehead.

"What's wrong?" Aria asked. She could always tell when one of them was upset, so empathetic.

"I don't even know if I'll be able to get it all out. Where should I start?" She asked as if they would be able to give her answer.

"Why not start at the beginning and then make your way to the end." Emily said almost smiling. Spencer sighed heavily.

"Well then, I guess all this starts with the other night." She paused a little worried about how this may sound to her friends. "Toby was staying at the motel just outside of town because his parents are not here this weekend and he didn't want to stay with Jenna alone." Again she paused and saw the confused looks on her friends' faces. "Well, I stayed with him." Immediately her friends erupted.

"What? What happened? What did you guys do? Why?" Were questions they asked.

"We didn't do anything. We played scrabble for goodness sakes." She didn't tell them about waking up cuddling with him and she wasn't sure she wanted to tell them about the kiss. And now she wasn't so sure about telling them that she wanted to go over there again tonight.

"Yeah, scrabble. I know what that stands for." Hanna said raising an eyebrow at her.

"Really, Hanna nothing happened. We were there because Jenna had the room next door. We saw the bag that Ian had given her in there. So we wanted to grab it when she wasn't there. Although the next morning we went in and grabbed it and there was just a note from 'A' saying 'you're getting colder.'" She paused again while they began asking what that could mean.

"Guys, that's not all. I got back tonight to find the cop car in my driveway –"

"What were you doing all day? Staying with Toby?" Hanna asked still acting like none of them had ever been with a boy before.

"No, I was avoiding home like the plague. I staying in town all day and did absolutely nothing." Now that was the truth. Of course, I guess she could say that since she woke up at noon, she spent half the day in town. "Anyway, Melissa was sitting in here and she told me that she was with Ian at Hilton Head. She was going to get an abortion and he lied about it to protect her."

"What?" They cried. They had been so sure that he had been with Allison.

"He could have still been with Allison though, right?" Emily asked. Spencer looked at her.

"Honestly I have no idea. I don't know what to think anymore." The four girls sat in silence, engrossed in their thoughts. Silently they dreaded another 'A' message. Which reminded Aria, Emily, and Hanna.

"Spencer, we got a message from 'A' when we got over here." Emily told her. She looked at them surprised.

"What did it say?"

"That you are now a person of interest." None of them bothered to add the last bit because they knew that would be enough. She knew what that meant.

They sat in silence for a few more minutes until they made to leave.

"Do you want to come over?" Aria asked. "I'm guessing this place isn't as homie as it could be." Emily and Hanna agreed.

"That's alright, thanks though." She smiled, and they all gave hugs before the three girls left. As slowly as she could, wondering if this would be a wise decision, made her way to the kitchen. She had left her phone in there and was now dreading a message from 'A' more than anything. It was sitting quietly on the counter, as if it were just trying to act innocent, just like she was. However, she had a reason to be innocent. She had not killed her best friend.

The hardest part of this whole ordeal was that she knew who had done it and no one believed her and he was living in her backyard. Slowly she picked up her phone and pressed a button, sighing with so much relief when she saw she had no new messages. Instantly, as if to make sure the phone would not change its mind about that fact, she switched it off and started walking briskly to her car.

Her parents would not car whether she stayed at home tonight. In fact they were probably assuming she would be sleeping at Aria's, or Emily's, or Hanna's house tonight. However, they probably would have never guessed she would be staying at a motel with suspect number one, Toby Cavenhaugh.

It seemed like one of the longest drives of her life. Every time she had to stop at a stop sign or a red light, her heartbeat got a little quicker wondering if someone was going to jump out and scare her. Finally, she got to the motel and practically ran to the room she knew he would be in. She knocked on the door as loudly as she could praying that he wouldn't already be asleep. When finally he did open the door she stood in the doorway just completely over-taken with joy she didn't know what to say or do.

He took one look at her and knew something was wrong. It didn't take any words but slowly walked closer to her and she collapsed into his arms. They walked into the room together and locked the door behind them. They would not be caring about the world tonight.