Hanna headed straight to work, completely avoiding the living room and the kitchen altogether. She could not get that kiss out of her head. She had never felt a kiss like that before. Would it be cliche to say she felt a spark? His lips made her hungry for more. She did not want to forget the memory of when he kissed her. The way he had no hesitation, how sure he was of himself. When he kissed her, she saw a whole future with him. A good, happy future. She saw herself, smiling with him. Would it really matter how they met if he made her so happy and made her feel as if she was on cloud 9? Would his past really matter? She shook the idea out of her head.

The moment she sat at her desk she was greeted by divorce papers. She let out a big sigh, thinking if she should really do this. Replaying the memories her and Jordan had shared together. So many kisses, so many arguments, happiness, then sudden sadness or immediate anger. So many tears, so many moments. So much time.

Flashback

"I'm sorry," Hanna said, fixing Jordan's tie as they prepared for Jordan's dad, Pappi's, funeral. Jordan had a really close relationship with his father, so Hanna knew this was hard for him. She knew he was hurting although he kept his feelings to himself. Now Jordan also had the pressure of his father's business to uphold. Now that Pappi was dead, the business was passed down to him.

"It's okay, I'm fine," he said, moving Hanna's hand away. Just days after the funeral, Jordan had drifted apart from Hanna. He became very busy, always on trips. Coming home drained, depressed and drunk. Hanna did not know how to handle him. But she loved him so she stayed by his side. Her vision of a marriage was perfection and she tried her damnedest to make it seem that way. Although there were flaws, just like any marriage. Jordan became secretive and stopped telling Hanna about his job and how things were at work. He had shut her out of his life.

She picked up her ballpoint pen and signed her name across the line. She felt like a weight had been lifted from her chest.

She started looking through Caleb's file, trying to look at suspects as of who could be Sin Rostro. She knew she had to find who he was. Otherwise, Caleb would go to jail. Sin Rostro had been active for decades, if they hadn't found him yet, how could she? Either way, she buried her head in paperwork, studying files. She was going to win this case. She was going to prove Caleb innocent.

Caleb P.O.V

Caleb stood, hands in his pockets, in the building he once thought of as home. The building he met with the boys he once thought of as brothers. The building had always look worn down. He was hoping to find something that could prove his innocence. He didn't think after all these years there would be anything but he had to get out of that house. He didn't regret the kiss, he regretted how he made her feel. But she did kiss him back. Didn't that mean something? However, he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable around him. That whole situation confused him.

Just then, Caleb had a hard attack when a swarm of police ran into the warehouse. Guns were soon in his face as he was forced to get on the floor. Fear overwhelmed Caleb as he started to shake. He didn't try to fight it, he knew that would make it worse. He knew he didn't kill anyone and he knew he had done nothing wrong. Soon he was in an interrogation room and handcuffed, waiting for Hanna. Surely, she would straighten everything out.

"So, Mr. Rivers, wanna tell us about why you were in that warehouse?" Said Detective Wilden, smiling. He was enjoying this.

"I was trying to find something that would strengthen my case. Maybe something that would give me a hint as to who killed Jason," Caleb said, honestly.

"Really? Because we got an anonymous call from someone claiming that Jason's killer would be in that warehouse," Wilden continued "You got to admit, it does look very suspicious. Going back to the place you and Jason had so many memories together. Are you feeling remorse for killing him?"

"I didn't kill Jason. I may be an ex-drug dealer but I'm not a killer and if I was, and you had any actual evidence, I'd be in jail already," Caleb said.

"You're halfway there. You may not being arrested for the killing of Jason DiLaurentis, yet, however you violated your probation," Wilden said as the other detective stood up and helped Caleb to get up, preparing to haul him off to a jail cell.

"No! You can't take me back there! Please!" his yelling echoed through the hallways as Wilden laughed.

He was startled awake by a bucket of water thrown in his face. He sat in a chair, in the warehouse, with his feet zip tied and his hands zip tied behind his back.

"Stop whining," said a familiar voice.

He looked up, only to meet eyes with…

Jordan.

Confusion spread across Caleb's face as his head began to hurt. "Jordan, what's going on?"

"Put the pieces together, Rivers. You're tied up, in a warehouse, specifically the one you use to sell drugs in. Ask smarter questions," Jordan said, sitting down at that familiar circular table.

"Did you drug me?" Caleb says, getting the idea from his pounding head.

Jordan smiled. "Yes. I needed it to knock you out. You've gotten bigger since high school,"

"Is this about Hanna?" Caleb guessed.

"Now that you remind me," he got up and punched Caleb in his face, causing his lip to be busted, again. Caleb responded with a defenseless grunt. "That is part of the reason. I was going to wait for this, but you made it too easy. You kissing Hanna….sped up the process. Definitely gave me more motivation to want to kill you. But anyway, keep guessing,"

"Did you kill Jason?" he asked, although he was definitely not a suspect.

"Why would I kill Jason?" he said sarcastically.

"Because you're Sin Rostro," Jordan smiled when he said that. "But….how? You were just a kid when all of this began.."

"It was passed down from my dad. Jason was threatening to reveal my identity so I had to kill him. Plus since my dad is finally dead, I figured I'd end this whole business. But, that'd be a lot of people to kill. You know, he had a drug gang in almost every state of the U.S. He wants me to take it worldwide. But, he's dead so who cares what he wants. I wanted to see your face once you found out who I was," he broke out in laughter. "It's too bad I'll have to kill you."

Hey everyone. I know this chapter is short, but it's just to speed things up. Tell me your thoughts. Sorry for tricking you guys into thinking Caleb was going back to jail :) instead he's being held hostage by a crazy Jordan! Anyway, please review!