"Nice place you've got here Spence." Peter commented as he walked into Spencer's condo that was located on the upper west side and Spence smiled as she and Peter made they into her living room and sat themselves down on one of the two large cream couches in the room.
"Thanks, my dad brought it for me as he can't help himself when it comes to my living arrangements. He always has to make sure that it's suitable for his little princess but it's great here, big enough for me and all my stuff and it's not too far from work, only takes me a twenty minute walk instead of the forty minute walk at the other school I was teaching at back when I lived in the lower east side." Spencer explained.
"So how comes you aren't work today? I admit I was surprised when I got your call considering that normally you'd be in school right now reaching your second class of the day Ms. Linderman." Peter quipped.
"I haven't feeling good the last few weeks or so and my dad noticed and he told that I take of days of to recuperate or he would call in sick on behalf of me. So I'm off for a couple of days, I'm a big girl now and I don't need my dad to call in sick for me."
"How was going home to visit your dad?" Peter slowly asked.
"Fine. We did the same old same old for the most part, we had our chicken potpies for lunch and I kind of had a go at him during lunch for him telling Nathan where I was. I love the old guy and I'm over it now but my dad promised me he wouldn't tell you or Nathan where I was. Nathan did tell my dad it was life and death but a heads up would have been nice, I received quite a shock when I saw Nathan walk into my classroom; a public high school none the less looking for me." Spencer explained with a small frown.
"Speaking of Nathan, he told me that a reporter was digging into how I ended up in the hospital and so at his fundraiser last night he announced to everyone including the press that I tried to kill myself. There was no reporter Spence, Nathan did it because he's trying to protect me and the family or rather his image…"
"Look Pete, you know I love Nathan to bits but at times your brother can be a first class jerk especially now that he's going into politics and I'll tell you this now, knowing Nathan and being a New Yorker I am actually quite worried about when he does win congress." Spencer quipped and it caused Peter to laugh. "Now you on the other hand? I always liked the dreamy kid, I found him to be much more interesting that the bossy boots who told everyone what to do."
"Hmm… Bossy boots wants me to leave the country as I've apparently become a liability, came over this morning to give me some cash. Kind of awkward when I had someone over at the time."
Spencer narrowed her eyes; there was something that Peter was neglecting to tell her about that. "And this visitor? Was they of the female variety and did they stay over? Well I'm assuming that they did, so spill all the juicy details"
"Pete I'm your best friend, this is the kind of thing we talk about and so we had sex, okay? No big deal considering it wasn't exactly the first time it's happened over the years. Besides it's not like I haven't slept with someone else in the last six months." Spencer said referring to the fact that even though her and Peter were best friends and nothing more they had slept with each other, more than once. Current count actually stood at seven times. They had lost their virginities to each other when they were sixteen and sophomores in high school, than there was that time the day they graduated, three times during college, new years a few years back the year they had both turned twenty one and then six months ago. Each time they had been drunk and it had been Spencer who had been the one to incite things, all those times they had forgot it and moved on, that was until six months ago.
"You have?" Peter asked.
"That's not revolving and I can see what your doing Peter, so answer the damn question already!"
"Her name is Simone Devereaux, she is an art dealer and I'm her father's hospice nurse and that's it really. Things are complicated as she has this boyfriend who she just broke up with and she's not sure if she's ready for another relationship." Peter stated.
"What is it with you and other people's girlfriend?" Spencer quipped and Peter just gave her a pointed look. "That was a joke Pete, you were supposed to laugh.
"I think we need to talk about what happened six months ago." Peter argued.
Spencer shook her head. "No we don't, I think we should instead talk about this whole jumping thing. Because while I do believe that you weren't trying to kill yourself I'm still at a loss for why you jumped off the building in the first place."
"After we talk about that happened that night sixth months ago, you were there one minute and the next second you were gone and I couldn't find you no matter no hard or how far I looked Spencer. You can't pretend like it never happened or that none of it mattered." Peter began.
"Okay, you want to talk about that night? We got drunk, slept together on the night of your graduation from nursing school after you had a party to celebrate despite the fact I had a boyfriend at the time and later on that night Nathan and Heidi got into an accident. While we we're at the hospital I found out that you and your brother were trying to put away my father as you believe he was responsible for the accident. The same man who has loved me and raised me every single day of my life by himself after my mother died the day after I was born due to complications from labour." Spencer yelled as she got up from the couch.
"I know you love him Spencer, I know that you dad means everything to you." Peter slowly said as he rose from the couch as well."
"Then why do that? If you claim to know how much my dad means to me then why would you try to take him away from me? Your supposed to be my best friend Peter and you betrayed me in the worst possible way. So that's why I ran! Because I was furious with you, I had never felt so hurt in my life so I ran away to Vegas where I got my father to help me disappear for a week whilst he set up a new life for me on the other side of Manhattan. There, we've talked about it so now it's your turn." Spencer bluntly stated.
"Spencer, you're hand…" Peter stammered, his eyes wide in shock and Spencer followed his line of sight and saw that her hand was engulfed in fire.
Oh shit. That wasn't good.