The bass was thumping so loud Caleb could feel the floor vibrating beneath him. It was Saturday night and he had somehow found himself at a Rosewood Beer Bash in suburbia with Hanna and Spencer. Hanna had jumped at Spencer's suggestion to attend the party. Neither of them had mentioned the night before in her room.

Caleb had woken up at 5am that morning on his back with no feeling in his right arm. He shifted slightly and realized that the lack of feeling in his arm was due to the fact that Hanna was asleep on part of it. She had curled herself up against his side, with his right arm and shoulder cradling her head. He managed to carefully free his arm but there was no sleeping after that. He slipped downstairs and didn't see Hanna until early afternoon when Spencer had shown up with the party invite.

And it was a rager. He made his way down the stairs and scanned the room. He finally spotted the blonde perched atop the breakfast bar counter, beer in one hand and cell phone in the other. Her brow was furrowed as she stared at the screen. Caleb carefully tried to weave his way through the crowd of drunk Rosewood high students. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Spencer and Toby through the window walking out on the back lawn. He watched as Toby reached out and discretely slipped his hand in hers. Caleb was quick to avert his eyes, suddenly feeling like he was intruding on a private moment. Besides, there was only one girl he was concerned with right now. His.

"If you aren't careful they're going to kick you out of this party for depressing the clowns," he joked as he approached her. She glanced up to confirm his presence and then quickly turned her gaze towards the window. She didn't want him to see her eyes. His face clouded with concern as he realized it was something serious.

"What's going on?" he glanced at her phone and it all made sense.

"Hanna, who is calling you? Is this why you were so jumpy last night?" He rested his hands on the counter on either side of her, creating a cage around her legs and ultimately trapping her there. She focused her gaze on her lap but that didn't stop him. He bent slightly and ducked his head, forcing her to meet his eyes.

"Let me help you," he whispered.

"You can't," she shook her head.

"You have no idea what I'm up against, what she's capable of…"

Caleb stared at her, confused, as she trailed off. She cleared her throat and fiddled with her phone nervously.

"Let's go."

She finally was able to raise her head.

"What?"

"Let's go! Let's get out of here, out of Rosewood! Just for a little while!" a slow smile broke across his face as he said it.

"How! We don't even have a car! We came here with Spencer!" she tried to reason.

Caleb only looked discouraged for a moment before turning quickly toward the crowd.

"James!" He shouted and caught the attention of a polo shirt wearing blonde with a crew cut. Hanna and anyone else with eyes could clearly see that this guy was drunk.

"Caleb! This guy is THE MAN! What is up!" he shouted back, he voice getting higher in pitch with every word.

"Man, I need to borrow your car for a bit, throw me the keys!" Caleb put his hand in the air like a catcher's mitt.

"This is never going to work. You don't even know James McGladrey," Hanna breathed.

"Sure I do, I've been upstairs for the last half hour cementing our bro status," Caleb commented over his shoulder and motioned to James again.

"You cannot be serious, the guy is a complete douche bag."

"No argument there," Caleb smirked.

"Waitaminute," James slurred as he grabbed the railing.

"Have you been drinking, 'cause I'm not supposed to give my keys to drunk people…" he trailed off and closed one eye in an attempt to focus.

"Dr. Pepper only," Caleb raised his red cup and put his other hand over his chest.

"Scouts honor."

"Ohhhhh, right on brotha'! Heads up!" and just like that, Caleb held the keys in his hand. He turned back to Hanna and gave her a questioning smile. She was in shock. She glanced around for Spencer and suddenly spotted her on the back grass with Toby. She opened her mouth to give some other excuse why this was completely irrational, when her phone began to vibrate and chime. A message. She knew who it was from. She glanced down at the cell phone she was cradling in her lap and suddenly felt Caleb's forehead resting against hers. He was leaning on the counter, once again trapping her.

"Just turn it off and let's go forget for a little while," he whispered. She was out of excuses. She didn't know how but she found the courage to meet his eyes. Their faces were dangerously close. She could feel his breath on her cheek. She searched his eyes for some trace of doubt or fear but she couldn't find it. And that gave her strength.

"Okay."

Author's Note: Thank you so much for all of the amazing feedback! I'm really enjoying writing this! I love the way these two characters have been developed on the show. I hope you all enjoy this new chapter. I tried to get it out as quickly as I could. Please review and let me know what you think!