"Prom! Ugh! Suit! Ugh! No alcohol! Ugh! Prom king! Ugh! Ugh! Argh." Caleb moaned. They were talking about prom, trying to get Aria to go, but she was saying no, and then Hanna piped up about voting for her and Caleb to be prom king and queen. Caleb was flat out on the floor. "Ugh!" Alison walked in, and Caleb folded his lips in as they stared at each other while the others laughed.

"Seems as if you're pleased to see me huh?" Alison said.

"Oh, its never a pleasure." Caleb said, smirking. Alison sat on him and he squeaked. "God, what do you weigh?" Spencer kicked his head.

"You're pushing it." She whispered.

"I was shot."

"Touché."

"So, Alison. If you could just get off my back that would be great." Alison got off him, and he sighed at the relief. That really wasn't good for his hole in his hip from the bullet. Well, actually just the fact that Alison gave him shivers. Bad ones.

"So, Aria, go to prom with us." Hanna pleaded, and Aria shook her head.

"Nope." Aria replied, and Caleb turned on his back.

"Shit. I need a date for prom." Alison said, and looked at Caleb. They all looked at either Caleb or Alison.

"What?" Caleb asked, looking at everyone, and then at Alison who was staring at him. "Oh no, no, no, no, no, no. The biggest number in the world no. I've already got a date that is my excuse!" Caleb said, getting at what she was getting up.

"So I'm an excuse?" Hanna asked.

"No, you're my princess." Caleb replied, winking at his girlfriend. He got up, and shrieked. "A dead leg! A dead leg!" He shouted, making them laugh, but Ali.

"Stomp." Paige said.

"What?" Caleb asked her, hopping around on one leg, and shaking the dead one.

"Stomp your foot on the floor." Toby said, and Caleb stomped his foot on the floor repeatedly.

"It's alive." He shouted, which caused them all to laugh, again, not Ali.

"You're so stupid." Hanna said, laughing.

"Ah, but you love me." Caleb said, hugging her from behind, lifting her from the barstool, and spinning her around. She screamed.

"Oh my god, put me down Caleb. Put me down." Hanna screamed, but she was laughing.

"You're laughing." Caleb said, laughing and still spinning her around. She laughed.

…

"Hey Hanna." Ashley said, coming into the house after a two weeks business trip. Caleb was back on the floor. Everyone said hi, and she walked into the kitchen, looking at Caleb then up at Alison. "First of all why is Caleb on the floor? And, I don't need to state the second."

"I'm being elected as prom king." Caleb moaned, and Ashley laughed.

"Sorry, and the other thing."

"She's not dead!" Spencer said in a fake upbeat tone. "Surprise."

"Away for two weeks." Ashley murmured, leaving the kitchen, and going up stairs into her office. Caleb laughed.

"What?" Emily asked.

"She didn't even say hi to Alison." Caleb said, smiling, and Alison kicked him in his chest, just above his gun wound. He moaned. "Of all places." Caleb groaned, and they all – except Ali and especially Hanna - glanced down at him in worry. He lifted up his shirt a bit, and thanked god it wasn't bleeding. Any hard movement or sudden action could cause bleeding. "Its fine, thought I might die. But, then I wouldn't have to be prom king." Caleb said with a chuckle.

…

"You okay?" Hanna asked Caleb as soon as Aria had left. It was just them now, the others had left.

"Yeah, just a bit sore." Caleb said, placing a hand on it.

"Are you sure? I mean, you looked in pain when she kicked you."

"Yeah, she kicks hard, I seriously felt as if I was bleeding." Hanna looked at him with a concerned expression on her face. "What?"

"Nothing. I was just worried about you when she kicked you. I just can't have you in the hospital."

"Han. You won't. I promise."

"What if a gun is aimed at me?"

"That's an exception. I'd go in front of you without a second doubt."

"Well don't."

"That's a promise I won't be able to make." He said, looking into her eyes.

"I'm going to get you some ice." Hanna said, going to the fridge, grabbing some ice pack from the freezer, and walking back to Caleb. He looked at her questioningly because he knew something was up.

"What's wrong?" She shook her head, as she held it on his wound. "Hanna. Tell me what's wrong?"

"I don't want you to be in the hospital because of me again." She murmured. He rolled his eyes, and pressed his lips to hers.

"I promise you. The next time we'll be in the hospital together you'll be in labour. Is that good enough?"

"Get out." Hanna teased, blushing.

…

"Bedroom?" Toby whispered to Spencer. They were having a heavy make-out session on the couch.

"Yeah." Spencer murmured, as she tugged on his belt. "Move your legs."

"Someone's eager."

"Shut up." He walked into their bedroom, and laid Spencer gently down on the bed, still kissing her.

"Are you sure?" He whispered, looking into her eyes, and she nodded.

…

"I would push the beds as close together they could go." Emily said, smirking. Paige laughed, and kissed her girlfriend.

"Can I ask why Alison is such a bitch?"

"You can, but I have no idea why. I actually want to kill her. I mean, like, she's supposed to be our best friend and everything, but we're not her best friends you know."

"Yeah, I just kinda wish she would stop the taunting about Hanna."

"I know, I think everyone wants that. Out of curiosity how many times have you slapped her, because of Caleb."

"Twice. It was very fun."

…

"Hey," Aria said.

"Hey." He replied. "You doing okay?"

"Well, I don't know." She admitted to her boyfriend. "I'm confused."

"Anything new?"

"Well, the girls are trying to get me to go to prom, but I keep saying no."

"Go stag." Ezra said, hiding his smile, hoping his plan would work. "Its your senior prom, babe."

"Yeah, but you won't be there."

"But you'll be with your friends, and its your senior prom. So, as your boyfriend, I'm going to force you to go."

"Fine!" She smiled. "I'll go."