Author's Note: Spanna fic. No Caleb or Toby. Hanna went to the police station by herself. Hope you love it.

Season 5 Episode 22: 05x22 - To Plea or Not to Plea.

"What do you need to talk to Lt. Tanner about?"

Hanna shifted, uncomfortably under the officers gaze.

"Someone's framing me and Alison DiLaurentis for Mona Vanderwaal's murder...And I can prove it."

"What's your name?"

The blonde bit her lip subconsciously, hesitating before answering.

"Hanna Marin."

"Hold on. I'll be right back." The officer stood, walking off; Presumably to seek out the lieutenant.

"I really hope this works."

The blonde pulled out her phone, dialing the familiar number she's called some many times over the years.

Hanna waited nervously for the other line to open, looking around the police station.

Finally, the person on the other line picked up.

"Han! Are you there yet? Are you okay?"

Hanna couldn't help the blissful smile that spread across her face at the sound of that voice.

"Yeah, it's me and I'm fine. Just waiting for Lieutenant Tanner a.k.a the executor, So I can prove Alison and I's case."

Spencer smiled softly on the other line, hearing her girlfriend's unmistakable voice. "I miss you, you know that right?"

Hanna blushed, The two had been best friends for years but they'd only just become a new couple a few months ago, could you blame her.

"Are you blushing, right now?" Came the smug voice across the line and Hanna had no doubt that there was a smug smirk attached.

"Oh, Would you wipe that smug smirk off your face? Your egos already so unabating. "

Spencer snickered. "What? I was not."

"Oh, Sure you weren't." Hanna's smile grew immensely, her voice softening. "I missed you too, You know...I'm sorry we haven't talked a lot in these past few days, I-

Spencer shook her head, although the blonde couldn't see her. "No, I'm sorry. I'm the one who got on a plane and decided to travel thousands of miles away from you for a stupid interview that I didn't even get to have."

Hanna sighed. "It's not your fault, Spence and neither is the interview...its 'A''s."

"Yeah...Well I'd give it a moment to get over my unabating ego being wounded from losing the interview."

Hanna giggled. "Well, Your humors definitely improved since I've last seen you."

Spencer rolled her eyes. "Oh, Haha." The brunette laid her head down on her pillow, Smiling softly. "You know, I'm actually relieved that I didn't get the interview."

Hanna's eyebrows rose. "Really?"

"Yeah. Why would I ever want to be thousands of miles away from you? My mom made me come here, Honestly I was thinking about suiciding in there anyway."

"Spencer-

"Figuratively speaking, babe." Spencer closed her eyes. "I hate being this far away from you."

Hanna couldn't help but grin like an idiot, getting weird looks from passerbyers. "And I wouldn't want you to be Spence, But you shouldn't hold up your life for me. You should go out and do-

"Do anything I want freely? Without you by my side? Never gonna happen."

"Oh really?"

Spencer shifted in her bed, smirking. "Yes, Really. You're not getting away from me that easily, Marin."

Hanna flushed. "Wouldn't ever want to, Hastings."

The blonde heard a delightful sigh on the other line. "Good."

Hanna opened her mouth to respond when she saw the officer come back out.

"Tanner will see you."

The blonde nodded in recognition to the officer, hearing Spencer's breath hitch on the other line.

"Han. Are you sure you still want to do this? What if it doesn't work? I couldn't live with you in prison."

"It has to work, Spence. I'll be fine, I promise." The blonde assured.

The girls assurance didn't do much to help Spencer's nerves but the brunette relinquished anyways.

"Okay, I give." Spencer sighed. "I love you, You know?"

Hanna beamed. "I love you too." The blonde caught the officers irritated gaze of being kept waiting, the blonde's eyes widened before turning her back to him. "I have to go."

"Okay. Be safe, beautiful."

Hanna flushed red again, gratefully. "I will if you do the same?"

"Always."

"Good." Hanna hummed softly before ending the call and turning back around.

"Ready."

The officer rolled his eyes before leading the way, Hanna following behind him.

The blonde opened the messaging app again, Checking 'A''s messages.

*Beep*

Hanna stopped walking and watched in horror as the messages on her phone started to delete themselves.

"What's happening? Oh no no no, 'A''s hacked into my phone. That b*tch is wiping it clean."

All Messages Deleted

Hanna's breath hitched.

The officer popped his head around the corner.

"Are you coming or what?"

...

Hanna winced as the officer cuffed her wrist, tightly.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney...

Hanna drowned out the Miranda Rights being read to her, closing her eyes, frustrated tears threatening to spill over.

"...If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?"

...(Two hours Later) - (London)...

Spencer groaned, hearing the familiar ring of her phone. Rolling to the other side of the bed, the brunette opened her eyes slowly, picking up her phone and checking the caller id.

"Emily! Do you know what time it is? It's-" Spencer pulled the phone away from her ear, checking the time on her phone. "It's almost two a.m, here."

Spencer could here the other girl's heavy breathing over the line. "I know, Spence...But this is important, really important."

Spencer sat up, alerted by the urgency in her best friend's voice. "Wh-What's wrong?"

"Please don't let it be, Hanna. Please don't let it be, Hanna. Please don't let it be, H-

"It's Hanna."

Spencer cursed under her breath.

"Hanna's been arrested, Spence."

"What do you mean arrested, Em?"

"What do you think I mean, Spencer? The plan didn't work, 'A' hacked Hanna's phone and erased all of the messages."

Spencer rubbed her eyes frustratedly, still a little out of it. "What? How'd 'A' do that?"

Emily groaned. "I don't know, Spence but last time I checked that wasn't the important part." Emily sighed. "Listen Spence, I know you're new at this but your girlfriend just got committed...What are you gonna do about it?"

The call ended with a resounded beep, causing the brunette to flinch back at the offending noise.

Spencer swallowed, setting her phone back down. The brunette shook her head, exhaling.

"Okay...Right."

Spencer sprung from her bed, Running over to the hotels closet and throwing close into her awaiting suit case.

"I'm coming, Han."

...(7 hours 45 minutes Later) - (5:30 a.m) - (Rosewood, Police station)...

"How many times do I have to say it? I'm here to see, Hanna Marin."

"I know ma'm but I already told you, Ms. Marin is not up for bail."

Spencer groaned. "I know that and I know the charges...Sir please, I just want to see her."

The officer narrowed his eyes suspiciously at her over the desk.

"Please." Spencer pleaded, biting her lip.

The officer's eyes softened. "Fine." He lead the way into a hallway where Spencer presumed was the holding cell.

Spencer's spirits immediately lifted as they approached the cell, Seeing her blonde girlfriend sitting on one of the benches.

"Spencer!" Hanna nearly screamed at the sight of the brunette, walking over to the cell bars as close as she can get.

"Han..." Spencer smiled brightly almost dreamily at the sight of her girlfriend, taking a step closer to the cell.

The officer cleared his throat, reminding the two teen girls of his presence. "You have ten minutes."

Spencer watched the officer walk away, sighing in relief before turning back towards the awaiting girl in the jail cell.

"Spencer, What are you doing here? How did you get here so fast?"

Spencer shook her head, walking the rest of the way towards the shorter girl. "I'd hardly say over seven hours is fast." The brunette's eyes softened, nearly intertwining their fingers through the cell bars affectionately. "I'm just glad that they didn't already transport you off, yet."

Hanna sighed, giving their conjoined hands a gentle squeeze. "I am too...They say that they can't transfer me off to the WCF (Women's Correctional Facility) until this afternoon, So I have a little more time."

Spencer furrowed her eyebrows, looking back down the hallway to her left.

"Maybe if I could-"

"I know what you're thinking, Spence." Hanna brung the brunette's attention back to her. "It's not gonna work. I've already tried to convince them and I doubt it'll make a difference to Lieutenant stick in the a*s, Whether or not it's you or me."

Spencer looked through her girlfriend's eyes, sullenly. "B-but they can't just arrest you, Han."

"They can, Spence. They have evidence."

Spencer groaned. "D*mnit, I should have never left for London, Maybe I could have-

Hanna shook her head. "No, You couldn't have, Spence."

Spencer looked at her incredulously. "Han, I just left for London without a care in the world knowing 'A' was-

Hanna sighed, cutting the brunette off. "You had to, Spence. It was good for you." Spencer bit her lip, still a little unsure.

Hanna quirked an eyebrow. "Why'd you leave London, anyways?"

Spencer gave the blonde a bewildering gaze. "What? Hanna, Why wouldn't I?, When my girlfriend's about to get shipped off to prison."

Hanna smiled softly. "You know I love you, Spence; But you're an idiot."

Now the brunette was way more than confused. "What?"

"'A' could have gotten you arrested with that blood stored in your belongings, Spence."

Spencer rose her eyebrows. "Yeah, Han but-" The brunette paused in thought, her mind screaming with ideas. "Wait, Did you just say arrested?"

Hanna furrowed her eyebrows. "Uh...Yes. Why?"

Spencer snapped out of her thoughts, grinning mischievously. "Arrested, that's it."

The brunette did everything but skip away from the jail cell and away from her bewildered girlfriend.

"What? Wait, Spencer!"

"I'll be back, Trust me!"

S&H...S&H

"Excuse me, sir?"

"Yes?"

Spencer gazed determinedly at the man on the other side of the desk.

"I'd like to confess as to being an accessory in Mona Vanderwaal's murder."

The officer on the other side of the desk stood up. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me, I helped kill Mona Vanderwaal."

The officer rose his eyebrows. "And why should I believe you?"

Spencer advanced on the officer, stepping closer to his desk. "Because my parents are lawyers and because I know enough to understand that if you even dared to let me walk out of this station, right now...You'd be letting a possible suspect out onto the streets and the lieutenant in there won't hesitate to have your a*s."

The officer hesitated and Spencer stepped away, winking."But, Alright I'll go. I think I'll catch me a pretty red-head tonight, You know what they say about them." The brunette turned around, Simulating waltzing out of there.

"Wait." The officer called behind her causing the brunette to turn back around. Smirking devilishly, She put her hands up mockingly.

"Was it something I said?"

The officer quickly walked over, cuffing the brunette's hands behind her back.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney...

(10 min. Later)

Hanna groaned to herself, pacing in the silent, isolated cell.

"Where the h*ll is she?"

"Ow! Watch it. What's with the tight grip? Schwarzenegger."

Hanna's breath hitched at hearing the brunette's voice, running back over to the cell bars.

"She's back..." Hanna smiled before furrowing her eyebrows. "Wait, tight grip? Handling?...She didn't."

The blonde strained her neck to try and see down the hallway, to no avail.

"You know, You better not had handled my girlfriend like this." Spencer's voice traveled through Hanna's ears, the brunette finally coming into view.

"Spencer?"

Spencer looked up, smiling at the blonde. "Hey, babe. Look!" She announced, showing off her handcuffs excitedly.

Hanna crossed her arms, raising a confused eyebrow. "Who are you and what have you done with my Spencer?"

Spencer wiggled her eyebrows. "Your Spencer, I like that."

The officer rolled his eyes, opening the cell doors and walking the brunette in.

Hanna glared. "You know what I mean?"

The smirk was immediately wiped off Spencer's face at the tone in her girlfriend's voice as the officer walked her into the cell, taking the cuffs off.

"Wait, You're mad at me?"

The cell doors closed with a resounding slam as the officer walked away.

Hanna's eyes softened immediately, jumping into the brunette's arms and burrowing her face into the taller girls neck. "No I'm not mad at you, You idiot...I'd slap you for doing this if I wasn't so relieved and happy that you're here for me."

The blonde felt arms wrap around her comfortingly.

Spencer smiled brightly. "Yeah, Well I wasn't about to let you go WCF by yourself."

Hanna pulled away from the embrace, arms still wrapped around the brunette's neck. "Are you trying to ruin your life, Spence? Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful but Spencer I can't just let you-

"You wanna go and try to convince them." The brunette cut the blonde off, raising her eyebrows. "We both know how 'malleable' they are."

Hanna bit her lip thoughtfully and Spencer let out a small smile. "Come on, Han. I know this isn't the best situation we've been in but its definitely not the worst." The brunette leaned down, pecking the blonde's lips and tightening her arms around her waist. "We'll get through this, I promise."

Hanna gazed longingly into warm brown eyes. "What about Tanner, Spence? You know that even if we do prove that You, Ali, and I are innocent, She's still gonna be on our case."

Spencer pulled the blonde impeccably closer to her. "To h*ll with her, babe. She can waste a whole lifetime for all I care. I'm not letting anyone get in between us, Not even Lieutenant tighta*s."

Spencer smirked and Hanna giggled, beaming.

"There's that giggle, I love to hear."

Spencer broke their embrace, taking the blonde's hand and leading them over to the bench.

Hanna smiled softly, sitting on the brunette's lap.

"Yeah, Well. Better get used to it...Looks like we're gonna be here a while."

Author's Note: So...Did you like it? Love it? Hate it? Want to marry it and make it happy? Want to cheat on it and ruin it's life? Review. :) ;)