3 weeks after finding out she was pregnant, Hanna walked hand-in-hand with Caleb into the waiting room of her local doctor. She had never been to this doctor before, and that was adding more stress to the stress she already felt. Caleb did his best to calm his fiancée's nerves, but due to her being hormonal, she just snapped at him.
The doctor was ready to see Hanna almost as soon as she entered the waiting room. She and Caleb wandered through to a bright, airy room. The walls were painted a creamy color, and there were many pictures hung up. Hanna was surprised; her last two doctor's offices, back in Rosewood and Paris, weren't this decorated. It put slightly her at ease.

"You must be Hanna! I'm Doctor Flynn, but you can call me Mandy," a bright eyed woman said as she greeted Hanna and Caleb. She seemed a similar age to Hanna: mid to late twenties. Her long blonde hair was tied into a messy ponytail and she had perfectly manicured nails. If Hanna had seen her in the street, she would never had suspected she were a gynecologist. "Should we get started?"

The blonde was told to get herself comfy, so that's exactly what she did. She lay back on the bed and rolled her shirt up. After fidgeting around a little, Hanna found herself comfortable enough and the ultrasound began.

"So, this here," Mandy began, pointing to the screen. "Is your little babe! It looks as though you're about 8 and a half weeks. You can see the heartbeat flickering away right here, and you can even see the tiny arms and legs forming!"

Hanna and Caleb were both still beaming as they left the gynecologist's office half an hour later. As they strapped their seatbelts around themselves, and Caleb started the car, Hanna's mind began jumping ahead and producing ideas for '. She was desperate for another daughter to dress up like Malia, but she loved what a fun and bubbly baby Rocky was. It was unclear to Hanna what Caleb wanted – he loved having Malia as such a daddy's girl, but Hanna knew Rocky would grow up to be a mini Caleb.

"What do you want this one to be?" the blonde asked suddenly. Caleb kept his eye on the road but his head turned ever so slightly towards Hanna. "Do you want another boy or girl?"

Caleb thought for a moment. He honestly didn't know what he wanted; as long as it was healthy, he would be happy. "Either."

"Oh come on," Hanna replied. "You must have one you'd prefer to have."

"Nope." The car climbed up the hill and reached the top of the driveway, where Caleb parked it. He grabbed the keys and hopped out before heading to unlock the front door.

Hanna followed slowly, still on the subject of genders. "That has got to be a lie. I have one I would prefer to have another of; you must too."

"Well I don't," Caleb declared as he pulled a can of beer out of the fridge. He was about to reach for a second for Hanna, but soon realized she couldn't have one, so grabbed a soda. He threw it and Hanna managed to catch the first time – she usually dropped anything thrown at her. "Wait, you have a favorite child?"

"I didn't say that. I just said there is one gender I'd prefer to have another of," the blonde exclaimed. She popped open the can and took a large chug. The bubbles fizzed up her nose, making her cough. Caleb stood chuckling at her. "Anyway, it's way too early to be thinking about genders yet. We still have, like, another 2 months before we can find out." Hanna moved over to the living room and curled up on the couch. She turned the TV on and put OITNB on. She and Caleb had been addicted ever since it'd started. As Caleb joined her and wrapped his arm around her back, she asked, "How long do we have before your mom is bringing the kids back?"

The brunette glanced at his watch. "About an hour, why?"

Hanna didn't answer. Instead, she smiled and leaned forwards, pushing her mouth against his. Caleb raised his eyebrows but didn't stop it.

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3 months later, Hanna was beginning to pop out more than ever. Up until a couple of months ago, she had been able to cover the bump with baggy sweaters, but it had become too noticeable and she had been forced to announce the news. She hadn't been planning on waiting until she was over half way; it just kind of worked out like that.

Hanna stared in front of her newly filled closet and huffed. She couldn't find the shoes she was looking for, meaning her whole outfit was ruined. As reluctant as she was, Hanna changed the skirt she was wearing for a white tunic dress and flowery bomber jacket. She shoved a pair of black chunky-heeled boots instead of her Louboutin's. Caleb stood in the doorframe, wandering how on earth a 6 month pregnant woman could still walk in heels.
As the blonde finished sliding various rings onto her fingers, she grabbed her phone from the dressing table and met Caleb at the edge of the bedroom. He was dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, a white tee shirt, a denim jacket and some black sneakers. Hanna ruffled his scruffy, short hair as she pushed past him. She walked down the hallway towards Malia's bedroom and found her playing a game on Caleb's IPad. Hanna smiled and headed over to the large closet where an array of outfits hung.

"Baby, what do you want to wear today?" Hanna called as she stared at the clothes. Malia bounced up and stood next to Hanna, copying her. Hanna pulled out a, and Malia nodded. The 5 year old happily stayed still as she was dressed and even when Hanna tied her curls up. "Come on, let's go."

Malia bounded down the stairs like an elephant with Hanna following behind. They found Caleb and Rocky waiting by the front door. Rocky was clad in a pair of gray ZARA ribbed herringbone pants, a loose white tee and a pair of gray authentic vans. He was staggering around the hallway with his small hand wrapped around Caleb's index finger. He was still new to walking, and was unsteady on his feet, so Caleb was watching his every step.

"Hi, little man," Hanna cooed as she reached the front door. On the floor, was her black purse and she dropped her keys, phone and makeup bag into it. She quickly wandered to the kitchen where she grabbed some snacks and put them in, too. "Are you ready to go?" she asked Caleb as she took ahold Malia and Rocky's jackets.

The brunette nodded, picked up Rocky and opened the front door. He headed towards the car and let Hanna unlock it, as he dealt with a squirming one year old. Malia heaved herself into the Land Rover and attempted to strap herself in, but failed. She had to wait for Caleb to sort Rocky and his car seat out before she could have her seatbelt done up.

As Caleb finally took a seat in the driver's side, Hanna sighed. "I never imagined being 6 months pregnant at my son's first birthday party." Caleb's hand reached for hers and he rubbed his thumb on her palm. "I love you," she announced, leaning over to peck him on the lips. As she retreated, Caleb grinned and started up the car.

An hour later, the young family arrived at Claudia's house. The kids were unloaded and Malia took her brother's arm and led him to the house. Hanna and Caleb walked up the long front yard hand in hand. They reached the front door and didn't have to bother knocking as it immediately opened. Claudia opened her arms and both children threw themselves at her. Steven appeared from the kitchen and welcomed Hanna with a hug and Caleb with a handshake.

"Where's my champ?" the step grandad asked as Claudia stood up with Rocky in her arms. He tickled the infant's stomach, which caused him to burst into fits of giggles. "Happy birthday, little man!"

"You're looking so good, Hanna," Claudia said as the two women were left on their own. Steven had taken Rocky into the playroom and Caleb was chasing after Malia, who had run into the backyard. "How long is it until you're due, again?"

"About 3 months," Hanna replied with a warm smile. She rubbed her swollen stomach and made her way to the kitchen. "It's gone by so quickly."

"I supposed it's helped actually being in the same country as your family and friends this time, huh?" Mrs. Dawson joked as she retrieved the dip from the top shelf. When Hanna was pregnant with Rocky, she had no one to rely on because they were all in America and she was in Paris. This time, she was thankful she had everyone. "Speaking of the, what time is everyone turning up?"

"My mom and Ted should be here any minute, and the girls should be here in about half an hour."
Rocky's first birthday party was being held in Claudia's house – mainly because it was the easiest to get to. Everyone had flown in from various states the previous night: all coming to celebrate. Alison, Spencer, Aria and Emily were all bringing their husbands, girlfriend and children to the party; it was going to get hectic.

There was one guest Hanna was worried about: her mother. When Hanna was pregnant with Malia, Ashley had kicked her out. Hanna refused to speak to her mother for months, but when Caleb finally persuaded her to, Hanna told her mom that she might never be able to forgive her. A year later, Hanna's relationship with Ashley was beginning to go back to the way it was before the pregnancy and Hanna had never been happier. But when Caleb was offered the job in Paris, the mother and daughter didn't speak for months – not because of an argument, but because of the fact Hanna was busy creating another life for herself. Ashley had visited once in France, and it had been a great success, but Hanna still hadn't seen her mom in almost a year.

There was a knock at the door and Hanna jumped from the stool to answer it. There, stood her red-headed mother and her husband, Ted. Ashley was carrying 2 bouquets of beautiful flowers, and Ted was carrying a blue bag with presents sticking out of the top. Hanna greeted both with long hugs, and noticed her mom tearing up.

"Hey," the blonde said soothingly. "What's wrong?"

"I've just missed you so much, Hanna. And look at you!" She gestured to the bump and started crying again. Hanna laughed softly and brought her mother and step-father inside. She led them through to the kitchen, where they were both given welcoming greets by Claudia and Steven. After a rocky start, Ashley and Claudia had actually become friends and regularly chatted over the phone. They met at Malia's third birthday, where Claudia dissed Ashley for kicking her pregnant 18 year old daughter out. But since then, the pair had gotten along like a house on fire.

Caleb entered with Malia in tow, and gave his soon-to-be mother in law a quick hug. He gave Ted a manly handshake, and sat down on a stool next to him. They soon started talking, along with Steven, about the latest sports news – a territory Hanna, Ashley nor Claudia were interested in.

Not long after the arrival of Hanna's parents, Emily and Paige showed up. They were loaded with gifts for Rocky, and the pile of presents in the living room was growing. Aria and Ezra were next, bringing along with them their sons Elijah and Jesse. The twins were 2 and loved playing with Rocky. It was adorable to watch them play and see their friendship form at such a long age. Hanna and Aria often cooed over it.
Next to arrive was Alison and her husband, Lorenzo. They had their daughters, Charlotte and Sofia with them. Sofia was three and Charlotte – or "Charlie" – was two. They were friendly children, and had clicked with Malia the second they met, although Malia was a couple of years older. But Malia's "bestest friend ever" was Ivan, Spencer and Toby's son. Ivan was a month younger than Malia, and since they were two, they had called themselves boyfriend and girlfriend.
Spencer, Toby and Ivan were surprisingly the last to turn up. They said they got held up in traffic, but Hanna eyed the brunette suspiciously.

2 hours later, everyone was sat at the long table in the backyard. It was a warm afternoon, so Claudia made the most of it and moved her makeshift table outside. Hanna, cradling her bump, walked next to Caleb as they brought out their son's cake. It had a big number 1 candle on it, and as they placed it in front of Rocky, they told him to blow it out. As he miraculously did so, everyone cheered.

"Happy first birthday, baby boy!" Hanna exclaimed as Rocky's fist smashed into the cake.

"Happy birthday, little guy!" Emily, Toby and Lorenzo all said simultaneously. They looked at each other and laughed, previously unaware that they all had the same nickname for him.
There were many more happy birthday wishes from everyone else at the table, and Rocky sat delighted by all the attention he was getting.

A/N – sorry for such a big time jump, but i didn't know what to write besides this. and aw, rocky's 1!

by the way, i am aware that the age of spencer's son, Ivan, isn't actually 'correct'. in my first story, spencer wasn't pregnant at the same time as hanna, but let's just pretend she was for the sake of this.

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