Hanna had calmed down just enough to be able to answer Aria when she offered to drive her to the hospital. They drove in silence, except for Hanna's soft sobs. The blonde sat in the passenger seat at Aria drove as fast as she could without getting pulled over. Hanna held her hand in her hands, attempting to soothe the headache that seemed to not fade no matter how many painkillers she took.

Spencer sat in the backseat with her phone glued to her ear. She was on the phone with Emily, who had to stay back at the crime scene. Even though she was there for hours, she was shocked to see that the police had even more questions for her. Lead her through the basics, told her what to say if they asked about Nate, or whoever he was, if they asked about Caleb, the other girls, or even Alison. All four of them had gotten used to practicing what to say to the cops. It was basically second nature to them.

"Hanna," Aria began softly, trying her hardest not to upset her even more. "You need to calm down. Everything is going to be alright, I promise you." She took Hanna's hand in her small one, squeezing it as she used her other hand to drive.

Hanna was unresponsive, almost as if she was catatonic, but both Aria and Spencer understood why. Obviously seeing Caleb in the shape he was in crushed Hanna like a ton of bricks, but it also crushed the two of them. Caleb had always acted like an older brother to the girls, protecting them at the best of his ability. Of course, he cared for Hanna the most, but that didn't stop him from helping the other girls escape 'A' as well.

When they got to the hospital, it took Hanna a while to fully realize where they were. She prayed earlier that day that nobody would get hurt, but she prepared herself for the worst. She just didn't think that she would need too. If only Caleb wasn't there. If only Nate didn't shoot him. If only Caleb had listened to her in the first place.

Inside the emergency room, Spencer had gone to speak to the woman at the front desk, wondering where they had taken Caleb when he had gotten there. Aria led Hanna to sit in the more private seats within the waiting room. She knew Hanna, and she knew that if she broke down, nobody was going to see her that way. Spencer returned with the information that Caleb was still in surgery, but the secretary was forbidden by the law to tell the girls anything else, and that they would have to wait for him to wake up before she could let any of the girls see Caleb.

That sat in silence for three hours, with just Spencer's and Arias hands covering one of Hanna's. None of them have spoken yet, like if they did speak, something horrible would happen. Hanna seemed to be frozen. It didn't even faze her when the other two left the waiting room to get coffee's and call Emily to see how she and Paige were doing. Hanna sat by herself, waiting for somebody to come back to either tell her if the love of her life was dead or alive. Sighing, she dropped her head into her hands, rubbing at her temples.

"Excuse me, hun." She heard a raspy voice say. She looked up to find the secretary from the front desk, just watching her with sincere doe like eyes.

"You and your friends are here to see Caleb Rivers?" Hanna jumped to her feet, anxious to just find out the overall damage. She played with her hands, her mouth slightly open with shock.

"Yes, is he okay?" she asked, trying to sound as calm as possible. She didn't want to let the woman know that the only sanity left in her brain could be gone if the worst had happened to him. The old woman smiled at Hanna.

"Don't worry, dear. Mr. Rivers' surgery was a complete success." It was at this moment in time, that Hanna felt like she could breathe again. "The bullet was removed without any problems, which was a shock to the doctors. From the looks of the wound, they thought that the bullet had been lodged deep into his abdomen. Thankfully, it was not too deep in. Although, it did graze some nerves and broke one of his ribs in half. He will make a full recovery, but it will be very painful."

Hanna sighed, letting her eyes roll back in her head. Her hands came up to her face, pressing her finger tips to the pads of her eyelids. He was fine. He was safe. He was alive.

She flashed a quick text to Spencer, letting her know that she was going to see Caleb and she would let her know the room number when she found out. She followed the woman to the front desk. As she flipped through a book filled with names and numbers, Hanna began to feel anxious.

"Room 784, He should be awake by now. We had to call his mother before we could even speak with you. But please, be quiet. His head is probably pounding." Hanna wasted no time making her way towards the elevator. She pounded on the up button, staring at the little arrows at the top of the doors. She tapped at her thigh impatiently. When the doors opened, she rushed inside and pressed the little number 7 button about four times.

The doors opened back up, and Hanna almost lost her cool. It was absolutely freezing on the seventh floor. She wondered if Caleb was awake, and thinking exactly the same thing she was. She saw the sign pointing to her left for room numbers 775 to 800.

She rushed down what seemed to be the endless hallway. She swore to herself, her heart never pounded that fast before. She looked at the innumerable numbers on the doors.

775

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780

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784

She stopped short at the door, her eyes not leaving the knob. She couldn't force herself to open it. Seeing Caleb like that would destroy her. Should she see him? Should she wait for Aria and Spencer?

No.

She had to do this. She had to get over her fear of A. Caleb was here to stay, and he wasn't going anywhere if it was up to Hanna. He would never leave her again, if she was around to make up his mind.

She put her hand on the knob, and slowly opened the door.

Her breathe was gone.

Her pulse was barely there.

Then she saw him.

And it was back

Here you go, Chapter 2! I have a long weekend coming up, so I am going to be updating as much as I possibly can. Looking forward to it.

With all my love,

Marnie