AN: I decided to do this story because ASD is something that I deeply care about. I have two little cousins, who I am extremely close with, on the spectrum so I'm a little experienced on the subject but please if I write anything that isn't accurate or if I hurt any of your feelings I apologize and I would like you to send me a private message so I can re-write the chapter.
*Not in chronological order*
The story is inspired from the original plot but sometimes they're scenes from season one and the next day it's a scene from season 5.
Spencer P.O.V.
I always knew something was different with by best friend. Ever since we are little kids, she has those horrible meltdown, she avoids eye contact, she rarely shows physical affection and worse of all she has a lot of difficulty expressing her feelings. I noticed that she was different when we were still in kindergarten. She wasn't stupid she was actually extremely smart, she just wasn't like everyone else. For a while, I felt like I was the only one who noticed, the other kids at school didn't see it, Emily and Aria didn't see it either and parents and teachers acted like it was normal.
I was eight years old when my mom finally told me that she had autism. I don't remember understanding much of what autism meant, just that she was, in fact, a little different. Growing up, the girls and I became a little more educated on the subject, we really feel like we can understand her now. We can finally see the wonderful person she is on the inside, at least until one Alison Lauren Dilaurentis came into the picture.
She sure had a lot of fun bullying us, especially Hanna, for two years. Ali would make Emily feel bad about her sexuality, remind Aria none-stop about what an outsider she would be without her, make fun of me because of how smart I was and she had a lot of fun messing with Hanna's head just because she was an easy target. I don't know why we stayed friend with her, actually I do know. She had this way of making you feel like the most important person in the world by just talking to you and she could be nice sometimes.
Alison died last year, well we think she did, the cops found her body but we still have some doubts. Since her funerals, the girls and I started to receive some text from an unknown number who call himself -A, we found out that original -A was Mona but the texts started again. That person tried to hurt us physically and mentally he\she\it even tried to kill us a couple of times. After the recent events, our parents send us to a shrink with the intention of helping us deal with Alison's death. Dr. Sullivan, our therapist, have recently been reported missing. Tonight we fell into -A's tarp once again by fallowing that psycho's advice.
''Don't move!'' yelled a cop.
''Put your hand on your head where I can see them'' screamed another.
I looked over to my friends. Our dresses were all covered in dirt. Aria had her hands up in the air, Emily was looking everywhere and Hanna was crying. The cops handcuffed Aria first and went to Hanna after. My friend screamed as soon as he touched her and pushed him away. The cop instantly held his gun at her.
''Don't shoot!'' I yelled at them ''she has autism, it's not her fault''.
The cop nodded and lowered his weapon.
Whit his permission, I slowly walked towards her ''Han it's okay, he's just going to handcuff you and bring us to the police station''.
''I don't want him to touch me'' she cried.
''I know but you don't have a choice'' I tried to comfort her.
My friend shook her head, continued crying and mumbling that she didn't want to.
''Look Hanna'' interfered Aria ''I have handcuffs on and it doesn't hurt''.
''Do you want me to go first?'' I asked her.
She nodded her head really fast so I told the cop to do me before her. When he handcuffed her Hanna didn't protest, all though she was still crying. Aria and Em had to ride in a different police car but we were in the same one.
''I want my mom'' she sobbed. Her mom was the only one capable of calming her down, except us. It broke my heart to see her cry, she just looked so vulnerable ''I want my mom'' she cried again with a shaky voice. Her autism wasn't really severe and she didn't have any intellectual deficit on top of that but when she has a meltdown you can see her fragile side. It's like she's becoming a totally different person. Of course, it depends on how bad her crisis was but when it's really bad you can't even recognize her. ''Please'' she pleaded still sobbing.
''Hanna your mom isn't here right now but I'm sure she'll be at the police station'' I told her with the most gentle voice possible.
She looked up at me, her big blue eyes were filled with tears ''did I do something wrong?'' she asked ''is this my fault?''.
''No Hanna no, none of this is your fault'' I tried to reassure her.
She nodded and stopped talking for the rest of the ride but she didn't stop crying and started to play with her hands.
As soon as we arrived to the police station, the officer let Hanna and I out of our handcuffs and leaded us to an interrogation room. Luckily, the other girls were in the same room as us. Hanna immediately sat down and put her head in her hands. Aria and Emily send me worried looks, I simply shrugged and mouthed she wants her mom.
After about ten minutes of silence, Hanna looked up at us. I noticed that she was still crying.
''I-I don't understand'' she sobbed.
''What don't you understand?'' sweetly asked Aria.
''Why we're here'' she answered quietly.
''I think…'' I thought on how I could to explain it to her ''I think the cops think we killed Alison''.
''But, but we didn't do it'' she said shaking her head.
''The cops don't know that yet, that's why we're here'' calmly told her Emily.
Em has always been the most patient with her. Sometimes Aria and I get impatient and we lose our cool but never Emily. I guess we all have our strength with Hanna. Aria is the best one to distract her when she has a meltdown, Emily is the most patient and I am the one who deals with her if she has a crises or the first one to know what's wrong with her if she looks bothered by something.
Meanwhile in the waiting room… (Veronica P.O.V.)
''Excuse me, I'd like to know why my daughter and her friends were arrested!'' I yelled to detective Wilden.
He turned around and looked at me ''we think they have something to do in Alison Dilaurentis's murder''.
''Do you have proofs?'' I asked him.
''We found them in possession of what we believe is the murder weapon'' he said before walking away.
''Wait!'' I called out at him ''we're not finished here'' he stopped walking and faced me ''the girls are all minors, is there an adult in there with them?''
''Mam I understand your frustration but please let us do our job'' he told me seriously.
God I hate those cops…
''Veronica!''
I turned around and saw my three best friends, Byron and my husband running towards me.
''What happened?'' asked Ella.
''Apparently they found the girls with Alison's murder weapon'' I answered her.
''Oh my god'' sighed Ashley sitting down.
''Hanna's going to be fine'' reassured her Pam ''the girls are with her''.
Peter looked up at me ''isn't there some kind of law against mentally disabled minors being interrogated alone?''
''Yeah I'm pretty sure there is'' I told him, why didn't I think of that…
I walked up to detective Wilden with my husband following behind me.
''What is it?'' he asked obviously annoyed at me.
''One of the girls, the one with the blonde hair, has autism'' I answered him ''I'm pretty sure it means that I can go in the interrogation room''.
''Let me guess'' he smirked ''you're their lawyer''.
I smirked back at him ''that would be accurate''.
He sighed and told me to follow him. When I walked in the room, all of the girls turned their heads in my direction. Their dresses were all covered in mud and they all looked terrified. I noticed Hanna was crying and slightly shaking.
I sat down beside her ''what's wrong sweetheart?''.
She placed her hands on her ears and started rocking herself back and forth ''I want my mom'' she sobbed with a shaky voice.
''Oh honey come here'' I told her.
She immediately hugged me and started to scream in my shoulder. This was just too much for her, she was exhausted and over-stimulated. I was proud of her, I was proud that she controlled herself this long until exploding.
''It's okay Hanna, you did a good job waiting'' I whispered in her ear.
She kept screaming in my shoulder for a little bit, when she stopped I pulled her away and looked at her eyes, they were all puffy and red so I washed her face with a makeup remover wipe.
''Your mother is in the waiting room, you can go see her as soon as they let you leave'' I told her.
She nodded her head and started playing with her hands.
On cue, Wilden walked in the room with a shovel rapped up in a plastic bag in his hands ''do you guys know what that is?'' he asked them dropping the shovel on the table.
''A shovel'' answered Spencer rolling her eyes.
He sarcastically laughed at her ''it's also the murder weapon that was use to kill Alison Dilaurentis.
''What does this have to do with us?'' questioned Aria.
''We found your fingerprints all over it'' he answered ''which means that you four are all officially our prime-suspects in Alison's murder case''.
''Officer Wilden,will all the respect those poor girls are in no state to answer your questions tonight'' I interfered, mostly for Hanna's sake.
He nodded understanding what I meant ''I'm letting you girls go tonight but I want all of you in here for questioning tomorrow at eleven'' he strictly told them.
All of the girls, except Hanna, shook their heads and got up from their seats.
''Hanna are you coming see your mom now?'' asked her Emily.
''Yes'' she answered getting up from the chair and tiredly following us to the waiting room.
As soon as Hanna saw her mom she jumped in her arms, she wasn't crying she just needed her mother's comfort.
''Are you okay Hanna?'' asked Ashley pulling out of the hug.
She shook her head and mumbled a quiet no before breaking down in tears once again. The rest of the parents all gave her a sympathetic smile.
We, and by we I mean all of the girls parents and I, have been friends since at least college. We were all there, as moral support, when she was diagnosed at two years old and we've helped in every way we could since Tom left them two years ago.
At first, when the girls started asking questions about their friend we would just tell them that it was because Hanna was younger (Emily was born in January, Spencer was in March, Aria in April and Hanna in December) after a while the excuse stopped working.
When Aria turned eight years old, we decided that it was time for us to finally tell them what was different about Hanna. The girls didn't really understand what autism meant at first but they all became really protective of her. They always wanted to hold her hand when she was crying, to help her tie her shoes because she couldn't, teach her how to swim and how to ride a bike, how to read and write. But honestly, I think Hanna is the one who was doing all the teaching and we were the ones learning.
''They wouldn't let me see you'' she whispered through her tears ''and I needed you''.
''Come here baby'' told her Ashley before hugging Hanna again. Once she calmed down, the girls walked up to her.
''You did a good job in there Hanna'' smiled Emily squeezing her shoulder.
''I-I did'' she stuttered looking up.
''You sure did'' I told her ''you did a really great job''.
She smiled and started to play a game with Aria on her phone. After the cops gave us more informations, they announced that we were free to leave.
AN: Please leave a review on what you'd like to see, I have the first ten chapters pre-written but I need suggestions for the ones after that. Also sorry if my english isn't on point, it's not my first language. :)
