"things you said when you thought I was asleep" + one of your PLL ships
Caleb/Hanna
"I'm sorry. I'm- " his voice cracks, even in his hushed whisper. "I'm so sorry," Caleb Rivers says, as he lays on the air mattress looking over the silhouette of his girlfriend, Hanna Marin. He knows, deep down, that what happened to them - the Dollhouse - wasn't his fault.
It still doesn't stop him from feeling like he could have done more, I could have done so much more.
Those three weeks were hell. With Ashley Marin falling sick, with Alison DiLaurentis still in jail, with the entire Rosewood Police Department doing absolutely nothing. With Ezra Fitz and Toby Cavanaugh looking at him to lead them, to run point, to save their girls.
He held it together, was the strong one when they needed a shoulder to cry on. When they all needed a shoulder to cry on.
He knows it doesn't compare, those weeks of not knowing, to what the girls went through down there, but still.
He's been the strong one, the one who didn't give up, the one who pushed them when they were all ready to give up and now.
Now, he needs to be weak.
"I'm so sorry," he cries quietly into the dark.
It's a few minutes later, when he's managed to compose himself again, that he hears a small whisper - so soft he almost misses it.
"You have nothing to be sorry for."