That night – 3 years ago.

Hanna had been asleep for only an hour when an excruciating pain ripped through her. She awoke screaming, waking Caleb in the process. Hanna's face was stuck in the same expression: her jaw hanging open and her eyes scrunched shut. She had her hands cradling her stomach, the source of the pain.

"Babe?" Caleb muttered sleepily. "What's wrong?"

Hanna tried to take a deep breath and stuttered, "My…stomach."

Caleb shot up and stared at his fiancée. Tears were beginning to roll down her cheeks, and that was when he knew something was definitely wrong. He jumped out of bed and ran to Hanna's side where he proceeded to grab her arm and help her up. That's when he saw it. The blood. It stained the white sheets and Hanna's pants. At that moment, Caleb wanted to break down and cry. He knew what was happening, but with Hanna in such a state, he had to be strong for her.

"It's okay, baby," the brunette whispered as he hugged Hanna. She was trembling, crying and in great amounts of pain. Caleb, still holding her, started shuffling out of the room. He headed down the hallway of the small apartment, grabbed a jacket for himself and one for Hanna, and then opened the door. The blonde was still shaking when they stepped out of the elevator and walked to Caleb's car. When sat in the passenger seat, her loud cries turned silent. The tears kept falling but she didn't bother to move; she just sat and stared out of the windscreen. Caleb wanted to comfort her more, but he had to be focused on getting to the hospital as soon as possible.

The car pulled up outside of the ER and Caleb unloaded Hanna hastily. The couple made their way inside and went straight to the front desk.

"My fiancée…she's bleeding," Caleb stammered. The receptionist turned her head from Caleb to Hanna, whose eyes were red, puffy and flooding out tears. "She's 11 weeks pregnant."
The pair were taken through to a spare hospital room, and soon, Hanna was being wheeled off for an ultrasound. The bleeding still hadn't stopped by the time they had arrived; there was no way this was any sort of normal.
Caleb was sat alone in the bleak, cold room. He was on a blue chair and was hunched over with his head buried in his hands. Maybe it was the fact he was alone, maybe it was the fact reality was hitting him. Either way, Caleb couldn't hold on any longer and his eyes prickled with tears. Soon, the only sounds he could hear were his own cries.

Hanna was wheeled back into the room after what seemed like an abnormally long time for an ultrasound. She was no longer crying, but refused to say anything. Caleb had wiped his face clean and hoped there was no indication that he'd been crying himself. He carefully sat on the hospital bed, next to Hanna, and positioned himself so she could lean into his chest. As she did so, the door swung open and in burst a doctor clad in a long, white coat.

"Miss Marin?" he asked, reading a clipboard. Hanna looked up and nodded whilst taking long, deep breaths. This was it. This was the moment she'd find out if everything was okay. "I have the results from your ultrasound. I'm sorry, but you've lost the baby."

The world seemed to stop. Everything fell silent and Hanna's breathing shallowed. In a matter of hours, Hanna's world had come crashing down.
She slowly turned her trembling head towards Caleb and saw the tears trailing down his face. His hand was interlocked with hers, and he squeezed it hard. Hanna's head fell into him and her loud sobs filled the air.

"No. No!" It was the only word that Hanna could form. She repeated it again and again. Through his tears, Caleb tried to calm her by stroking the side of her face, kissing her head, rocking her back and forth.

It was that night when everything changed. Hanna and Caleb fell out of sync and the relationship crumbled.

3 months after the devastating loss, Hanna was already back in work. She was throwing herself into her job; she needed something, anything, to distract her from the heartache, the grief, the pain. Hanna seemed to focus wholly on college and her career and pushed everything aside, including Caleb. She practically lived in her office and rarely came home before 9. The little time she did spend in the apartment, it consisted of fighting with Caleb. They fought about small, ridiculous things, but to Caleb, it was about so much more. He could feel his fiancée ebbing away from him, and it was killing him. Caleb refused to give up on her; he wasn't going to lose Hanna as well as his unborn child.
For another 5 months, he tried and tried to fix their relationship. At every waking moment, Caleb would do something to make it right. Sometimes that meant making a meal for them, or trying to create a romantic setting somewhere so they could enjoy some privacy. Nothing was working. Hanna was distant, cold and icing him out.

It was time to give up.

"Hanna, I understand that you're upset, I am too. But we're a couple, so why are you icing me out?" Caleb said, gently touching Hanna's arms. She was standing in front of him, in the center of the living room. She didn't answer the question. "Is this about me?"

"No, of course not," the blonde replied whilst shaking her head.

"Then what?"

Once again, Hanna didn't answer. She looked away awkwardly, glancing at anything but Caleb's face. Caleb retracted his hands from her arms and walked away, breathing a tut.

"Caleb, where are you going?" Hanna asked, shifting her weight from one leg to the other. Caleb stopped by the front door and turned. His jaw was trembling and he had tears welling up in his eyes.

"I can't…do this anymore," he exclaimed.

"Can't do what?"

"This. You've been pushing me away for months and I keep hoping things are going to go back to the way they were. But clearly that's not going to happen."

Hanna moved forwards, edging closer to Caleb. "Look, you've just got to be patient with me right now."

"I have been nothing but patient with you," Caleb explained. "It's like you've forgotten I lost a baby, too." The blonde looked at the floor and slowly moved her eyes up to Caleb's face. "I feel like I only exist in half of your life now…and that's not good enough for me."

Hanna swallowed hard and took a deep breath. She glanced at the plant pot behind Caleb, and didn't answer. Caleb tutted and rolled eyes, shaking his head. A tear rolled down his cheek and he didn't bother to wipe it away. Hanna's eyes were brimming with tears, and she hoped they wouldn't fall.

"I'm done, Hanna." Caleb held his hands up as if he were saying he wasn't guilty.

Hanna stepped back like she were shocked. "What do you mean you're done? Are you…are you breaking up with me?"

It was Caleb's turn not to answer. With more tears trailing down his cheeks, he turned around and walked away. Hanna watched him walk out of the door and jumped when it slammed shut. She broke into fits of tears, and fell down into a crouching position. Her arms wrapped around her face as she cried and the wails filled the whole apartment.

3 years later, Hanna stepped out of the Philadelphia International Airport and walked to the edge of the sidewalk. She waved for a cab and hopped in as one pulled up. She gave the driver the name of her location, and was soon on her way.
An hour later, the car stopped outside of the iconic church in Rosewood. Hanna thanked the cab driver, grabbed her purse and got out. She collected her case from the trunk and watched it drive off down the street. The blonde looked up at the church and took a deep breath. It had been over 2 years since she'd been to Rosewood; 2 years too soon.

Ashley opened up one of the doors to the church and smiled as she saw her daughter. Hanna made her way up the steps and greeted her mother with a long, warming hug.

"I'm so glad you're here, honey," the redhead said as she and Hanna entered the church. Standing by the alter, sorting through pieces of paper, was Hanna's step-father, Ted.

"Hanna!" the pastor exclaimed when he saw the blonde. He rushed up to her and gave her a hug, just like her mother had done. "How have you been?"

"Good, stressed, but good. What about you? How's the church going?" Hanna replied, placing her purse on a back pew.

Ted nodding, whilst saying, "It's doing really well. We recently had the church drive and managed to get together an impressive amount of money for charity."

While in high school, Hanna had been slightly embarrassed by Ted's profession. But now, she was so proud of the work he did. Her father would never have gone out of his way to raise money for charity, not like Ted did.

"So, Hanna," Ashley interrupted. "Are you free for dinner tonight?"

"Of course. The Grille at 7?" the blonde said, smiling. Her mother nodded excitedly. "Okay, well I'm going to check-in to the hotel, and then maybe go to the mall for a bit."

A sudden thought popped into Ashley's mind and as Hanna turned around to pick up her purse, she grabbed her arm. "One more thing, Hanna; Caleb lives in Rosewood now. I just thought you should know in case you see him around."

Hanna put on her best fake smile and thanked her mother for letting her know. She grabbed the handle of her luggage and wheeled it off.
As she stepped back into the open air, Hanna breathed a sigh of relief. She still felt awkward talking about Caleb, even though it had been over 3 years since their breakup. As Hanna began carefully maneuvering her case down the concrete steps, a brunette came into sight and Hanna gasped. But as he walked past, Hanna saw it wasn't Caleb and pinched herself for being so dramatic. Yeah, she hadn't seen him in years, and yeah, things ended on a bad note, but would it really be so horrific if they saw each other? Hanna wasn't sure.

A couple of hours later, the blonde was wandering down the street and past what used to be her store: Lucky Leon's cupcakes. Hanna chuckled to herself as she thought about how much time she used to be spend in there in seventh grade; it was unbelievable. For old times' sake, Hanna poked her head in and couldn't resist the smell that wafted into her nose.
From the back of the que, she stared at the cakes by peering her head around the other customers in front. The customer at the front picked up a box from the counter and turned around. Hanna's heart nearly stopped when she saw Caleb's face.

A/N – yay another haleb story! (check out my other two: forever and always + forever and always – 5 years on)
so this is loosely based off of my interpretations for hanna and caleb's breakup in the show. i did kind of copy the scene in season 3 where caleb broke up with hanna because of A for the breakup in this chapter, but oh well.

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