Hi so I watched the finale last night and was so shocked to see Spencer get shot! I literally almost cried. I was also upset to see Toby in a car accident. So as usual my mind is trying to make up theories of what could happen next that somehow includes Spoby. I know this idea would never happen but I thought it would be fun to write it!

Toby's POV

I heard police officers shouting as I regained my consciousness. Where was I? I tried to move my body but it was stuck. Yvonne wasn't in the car, maybe they had got her out already.

It all started to come back to me. I looked forward and saw the windscreen was gone and the airbags were up. How had we crashed?

"Sir?" A torch shone bright in my eyes as a police officer told me " Hold on, we are going to get you out of there."

I simply nodded in return as they started to push open the door. Once it was open they had to cut my seatbelt and get me out.

However when I tried to move my leg I screamed out in agony.

"Is everything okay sir?" The officer asked.

"I think that my leg is broken." Of course everything wasn't okay. I had just been in a car accident

Once they got me out of the car onto the stretcher I saw Yvonne.

"Why isn't Yvonne in a stretcher?" I asked. Surely she would have some injuries.

"Because she only has a few cuts and briuses and is answering questions now. She only needs a checkup when we get to the hospital. However your injuries look more serious so we are taking you to the hospital straight away."

I nodded as I was loaded into the ambulance.

Everything started to go black as I fell out of consciousness.

When I next woke up I was at the hospital with a tall doctor standing over me.

He smiled at me "Hello I am Doctor Turner. You can sit up if you want."

I nodded as I pulled myself up, only to see the bright blue cast on my right leg.

"How is Yvonne?"

"She is stable and doing well."

"So." The doctor continued "your condition as of now is looking very good. You have a broken leg, a deep cut on your forehead. We have checked for any brain damage and you do not seem to have any. Apart from that there is just a few cuts and bruises. We have stitched up your forehead an-"

He was cut off by another doctor who ran in looking alarmed. "We have an emergency patient who has been shot. She needs urgent medical attention. Her life is on the line."

Both of the doctors rushed out and a few seconds later a bed was wheeled past my room. I saw a brown haired girl on the bed.

Wait! Was that Spencer? No it couldn't be. How could have she got shot!

Calm down Toby I told myself. You probably imagined it. However it still didn't stop me from asking the doctor if I could walk around. He gave me some crutches and I hobbled into the waiting room.

I was hoping that the body wasn't Spencer. As I turned the corner into the corner into the waiting room, I saw four faces that I hoped I wouldn't.

Hanna, Emily, Alison and Aria. All four of them were huddled together with tears running down their cheeks. There was one face there that I didn't expect to see. Mary Drake was sitting next to the girls with her head in her hands. Her whole body was shaking.

Something was seriously wrong. Spencer was not to be seen.

I hobbled over to them "Toby!" Emily exclaimed.

"What are you doing here?!" Hanna questioned.

"Car accident. Where is Spencer?"

More tears ran down their cheeks as I mentioned their name. This could not be good.

It was Alison who replied. " We were trapped in a house with Noel and Jenna. Jenna ha..had a g..gun,"

Alison couldn't say much more before breaking down.

"Jenna was firing randomly. She umm sh..shot Spencer in the chest." Hanna continued

I felt my leg that I was standing on go week as I collapsed to the floor.

I felt anger and sadness wash through me. Once I was out of hospital Jenna would never dare hurt my Spencer again. I would hurt her more for what she has done.

Emily came to help me. I noticed Aria hadn't said a word. She simply sat there rocking back and forth.

I couldn't loose Spencer. She was the one who my doctor went out to help. It all made sense. Why hadn't I stopped her and taken her with me instead of Yvonne!

"I..is she going to make it?" I was full on sobbing.

Emily was crying too "We just have to hope."

Suddenly, I noticed Mary Drakes' hands were covered in blood, and so was her outfit.

She noticed that I had saw the blood.

She crouched down next to me "Toby. I came to the house because I saw the girls go in. I stuck around because they were in danger. I just got there too late. I..I saw Spencer get sh...shot. I held the wound closed because..because I am Spencer's mother."

"What!" I breathed. This was too much.

She just nodded and I looked at her sympathetically. She had already lost one child. It must be horrible thinking that you could loose another.

Mary started to say Spencer's name over and over again.

I thought about all the times I have wanted to tell her that I had loved her in the past few months. Yvonne was just temporary, to make myself believe that I had gotten over Spencer. The truth was that Spencer was the the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

"I.. I love her." I stuttered

Emily nodded. "We know."

Had it really been that obvious?

Doctor Turner came into the waiting room "Spencer Hastings."

Emily helped me up as we all rushed. The doctor looked at me weirdly.

"Toby you know her too?"

I nodded as he bought out his clipboard.

"Well the bullet has been removed from Spencer's chest. However we are not sure about the damage that it has made yet. We have have her stable at the moment. However we are not sure how much this bucket has affected her. She has lost a lot of blood and we are going to keep her in for the while. But if it shows that the bullet has damaged any vital organs then we will not be able to keep her stable for much longer. We are working on her as I speak."

I didn't know whether to be sad or relieved.

Sorry if this chapter didn't make much sense. I hope you enjoyed it though. Next chapter will be uploaded soon. Please please review and rate it means so much.

Thank you for reading.