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Claire Eleonor Fields.

Daughter to Carolyn and Topher Fields.

Niece to Emily, Beth and Jake Fields.

Art, music and martial arts enthusiast.

Ships with chem (any gender).

Seeking SL and Banter.

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meant. With that offer hanging, Toby started the car and pulled out onto the Rosewood streets, happy to find there was minimal traffic along their route.

had everything she needed to foster a safe and comforting environment back at his place. His hand darted out to rest on her knee for a moment, encouraging her to make eye contact with him. “We can order in when you get hungry. Anything you want, Spence.” Anything you need was what he really —

With their plan in motion, he noticed a bit of ease finding its way into her body, lessening the darting eyes, trembling voice, and tightly wound responses that had worried Toby. Even though this receding of anxiety might prove very temporary, he resolved to enjoy this and make sure Spencer —

The coffee comment evoked a small smile from the familiarity as Toby opened the driver’s side door to take his seat. “It’s good to know there are some constants in the universe. You and coffee, for example.” Toby’s smile brightened as he eyed Spencer settled into the passenger seat beside him. —

listening as the elevator chimed to indicate passing floors. “Did something happen with Caleb to cause you to worry like this?”

sure. “If you think Caleb’s in trouble, then maybe we should go in there on the same page.” Though Toby vowed not to interfere if this turned out to be a relationship thing, a growing hunch formed that there was more to the story. Maybe Hanna had a valid reason to worry. He kept his voice gentle, —

the elevator button, shooting a quick glance at Hanna, but it wasn’t until they were on the elevator that he spoke again. “I know you care, Hanna. That’s always been clear.” What set this off? The remark about Caleb drinking a few too many beers seemed like the catalyst, but Toby couldn’t be —

If there’s one thing experience has taught Toby, it was not to get in the way of an upset, determined person on a mission. Hanna exuded focus as much as it was clear she was upset, so Toby did nothing to hinder her. Instead, he followed behind as they entered the apartment building. He pressed —

If and when Spencer was ready, he’d be there to listen and to help her through anything she wanted to talk about.

accompanied the teasing remark, as Toby rested his cheek against Spencer. “Come on.” Gently, Toby guided her toward his car with an arm remaining protectively across her shoulders. “I owe you some serious cuddles.” He kept his tone light, steering clear of any mention of the trauma she endured. —

pills could offer her, Spencer was open to another way. He knew it wouldn’t be easy and that his proximity wouldn’t be enough to discourage whatever tormented her at night, but it was a start. “I have plenty of comfort foods, tea, hot chocolate, even your one true love (coffee).” A smile —

Toby responded to the hug immediately by returning the embrace, finding a familiar reassurance in the warmth of Spencer pressed against him. “Yeah, of course we can do that.” Relief flooded through his muscles, and he felt his shoulders relax. Instead of seeking comfort in what she thought the —

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her face like he had countless times before. “The pills bring temporary relief, but the price is so high, Spence—too high. I promise to do everything to help you through this. Whatever it takes.”

cheek, lingering against her warm skin. As much as he wanted to solve this problem, no easy resolution would come immediately. “What you went through was horrific, unimaginable. I know this is different. But can we try this my way?” A calloused palm rested against her cheek until Toby was cupping —

continued as if Charlotte DiLaurentis lived, contributing to invade her mind, her dreams. The anguish in Spencer’s features broke Toby more than her sobs. Was it any wonder she’d sought escape in those pills? “Spencer.” Reflexively, his hand lifted to brush back several locks of hair from her —

Without even voicing his self-blame aloud, Spencer challenged the belief that Toby’s intervention could have spared her such pain. Still, it was hard not to follow the path of “what-ifs” and wish for another outcome—anything to have kept Spencer safe. After facing unimaginable horror, the torment —

A vow? A promise? He’d do everything in his power to keep it.

own life fractured. I’ll keep you safe, he wanted to say, but the words stuck in his throat. After everything they’d been through, the truth was he hadn’t kept her safe. Not from -A. Not from the endless nightmares. Not from the looming fear the boogie man would return. “You’re safe with me.” —

the sensation of being on the verge of losing it. “I’m here, Spence.” Maybe the words were as much to soothe his worries about Spencer as much as they were for her. He felt her ragged breaths in their embrace and instantly recalled the times she had been his anchor, offering a safe place when his —

a mantra, or perhaps a life raft amidst a tumultuous sea, the words soon muffled as he pressed a kiss to her temple. How long had she felt so unmoored and grappled with these feelings alone? After everything in that house of eternal torments, anyone could understand tortured sleepless nights and —

Despite seeing how precariously Spencer teetered on the edge, surprise seized Toby for a moment as her last tendrils of control frayed and snapped. As she clung to him, Toby’s arms enveloped her with a gentle steadiness that had been their rhythm in the past. “I’ve got you.” He repeated it like —

thing, or is there another reason you’re upset?”

about Caleb’s behavior. They’d all had one of those nights where the alcohol flowed a little too freely and a little too quickly in an effort to blow off stress.

“Hanna.” Toby deliberated about how to pose his question without violating his desire not to get in the middle. “Is this a personal —

conversation about Spencer, nothing jumped out as out of the ordinary. Caleb appeared his usual relaxed, sarcastic self, cracking the occasional joke as they watched the game over a few beers. Maybe his work stress prompted a little more beer drinking than was usual, but Toby felt no concern —

A quick scan of the area confirmed the absence of Caleb’s car, but it might simply be parked out of view. Toby glanced at Hanna as they exited the car. His hesitancy remained as he studied her concerned, but determined manner. Recalling his last time hanging out with Caleb before their awkward —

words. “You don’t need pills to get through the hard stuff. You’ve got your people for that.”

attempt to lighten the mood a little, ease some of the burden off her shoulders. “Seriously, Spencer. I’ll be there for anything.” He pressed their joined hands to his chest briefly, as if to earnestly pledge the truth in his —