Spencer was in the hospital when Preston woke up. He had overdosed on ecstasy and heroin. After having his stomach pumped, he was stable but Spencer was not. It could have been her. She thought about that every day since. She hadn't taken another drug since Preston's overdose and she had no intention to.

She thought about that as she walked into the living room to find all of her roommates sitting around and getting prepared for finals. They knew about Preston and his influence on Spencer's life. They weren't mad. They just wanted her to be safe.

"So," Spencer said commanding the attention in the room, "I'm moving out."

"Are you okay?" Aria asked. "It's not something we did, is it?"

"No," Spencer replied. "I need to do something with my life. I've decided I'm going on a volunteer trip to South America this summer. Then, when I get back, I think I'm going to take some time off from Harvard. It's really not a good environment for me."

"Are you sure that's what you want?" Emily asked her.

"Yeah," Spencer sighed. She'd told them all about Preston's influence on her and they were happy that she was back to her old self.

"I support anything you want to do," Hanna told her, "as long as you stay away from that asshole."

The girls laughed. After everything they'd been through since Ali's death, it somehow made life easier when they laughed about the hard stuff. Nothing was going to be too difficult if they went through it together.

Hanna was cleaning the bedroom she shared with Caleb when she found it. A newspaper clipping that was crumpled up behind a stack of textbooks. Hanna opened it up and read it. It was a section from the obituaries. It read Dante Rivers dies of old age. Memorial service to be held at Owen's Funeral Home in Harlem, NY. He is survived by a wife Kathy and a son Marty, age 9.

Hanna sucked her breath in. This was him. The man in the photo had the same dark eyes as Caleb. They both had long dark hair. It was uncanny how similar they looked. Hanna read the date. The memorial is set for tomorrow. She pocketed the note and headed for the kitchen to wait for Caleb and she found Em there.

"Hey," Emily smiled when she saw her friend. She was leaning against the counter with Cory's arms wrapped around her.

"I'm glad you guys have made up," Hanna said to them.

"Me too," Emily said giving Cory's hand a squeeze. Then she turned to Hanna. "We have something to tell you."

"Good news, I hope," Hanna smiled.

"Cory and I are moving in together," Emily said. "She has to leave the dorms next month and I thought it would be great if we got a place."

"Yeah," Hanna laughed. "That would be awesome! I'm really happy for you guys."

"Really?" Emily squealed.

"Yeah," Hanna replied. "Of course!"

"It's so crazy," Emily breathed.

"I know," Hanna sighed. "We're all moving out of this old place."

"That's the last one," Aria said dropping a box on the floor of Ezra's apartment, now it was hers as well.

"I'm glad you're here," Ezra said wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Me too," she breathed pulling him close for a kiss.

They made their way to the bedroom, yes this apartment has more than just four walls. Aria climbed onto the bed and pulled Ezra with her. Then their lips parted. Aria held her hand up to the light.

"I really like this little guy," she said referring to her wedding ring. She turned to Ezra. "What do you think?"

"I'd like it better if it wasn't distracting you from this," he said stroking her arm.

"Come on," she smiled. "Can't we just spend a few minutes admiring how lovely our life is. I mean, two years ago, we were in the closet and look at us now."

"I don't think that's quite the phrase you were looking for," he told her, "but I know what you mean."

"I just want to make sure that we'll always be together," she told him. "That's why I think maybe we should take some time before we get married."

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"We just finally told my parents about our relationship," she explained. "I'd like it if we let that sink in before we start making wedding plans. Is that okay with you?"

"I don't see why not," he replied. "You know, as long as we can be honest about our engagement."

"Of course," Aria smiled. "I just want us to make sure we're happy before we let others be happy for us."

"You always were the smarter one," he teased.

Hanna sat on her bed waiting for Caleb to get back from school. She heard him come in the door and prepared herself for what she was going to tell him. This was going to be hard especially when she had to admit that she was snooping through his things.

"Caleb?" she called when he walked into the bedroom.

"Yeah," he smiled. "What's up?"

"Are you going to this?" she asked holding up the newspaper clipping.

"Where did you get that?" he nearly yelled.

"I found it," she said quickly. "When I was cleaning."

"It's none of your business," he said.

"Yes it is," Hanna retorted. "I'm a Rivers now too. This is my family."

"No," he said. "It's not even mine."

"Can you sit down?" she pleaded. He reluctantly took a seat and Hanna walked over to sit on his lap. She turned to face him. "When I was seven, my grandfather died and my parents thought I was too young to go to a funeral so I never went. Now, I've always regretted it because I never got to say goodbye. I barely knew him but I was faced with the fact that I wouldn't even get to meet the people that loved him. Can you see why I think you should go?"

"I don't think it's a good idea," he said. "He has a new family now."

"Caleb," Hanna sighed, "that's your family too. Why can't you just accept a part of your past. He was your father and you have a brother."

"Biologically," he said curtly.

"Promise me you'll think about it?" Hanna pleaded.

"Fine," Caleb said taking the clipping out of her hand. "I'm not saying I'll go though."

"Just think about it," Hanna said. "That's all I ask."

"You're leaving already?" Emily asked Spencer when she noticed her packed bag.

"Not quite," Spencer replied. "My classes are done for the semester so I'm going back to Rosewood for a while to see my parents and Melissa and Taylor. Then I go to South America in a couple weeks."

"Were you planning on saying goodbye?" Emily asked.

"I don't know," Spencer sighed. "I've done some rotten things and I don't know if you guys will forgive me."

"Trust me," Emily smiled, "we've all done things we regret but the four of us, we'll always be together. We've got each others' backs."

"Pinkie promise?" Spencer smiled.

"Pinkie promise," Emily replied locking pinkies with her. She grabbed her hand. "Come on. Let's find Aria and Hanna."

The two girls, hand in hand, knocked on Aria's door. No answer. They looked inside and found nothing but a few boxes and some trash bags.

"She's probably with Ezra," Spencer said sadly. "I'll just see her back in Rosewood."

"I know Hanna's home," Emily said pulling her friend toward the other room. She knocked slowly. "Hanna!"

"Busy," they heard her say in between smooching sounds.

"You know what," Spencer smiled. "I'll just wait until Rosewood for those two."

"All right," Emily smiled walking her friend to the door. She gave her a huge hug and then Spencer was on her way.

"Will you come with me?" Caleb asked standing in the doorway wearing a black suit with a gray button down. She knew that is was a solemn occasion but she couldn't help but think about how good he looked in a suit. All guys do.

"Yeah," Hanna smiled. "Of course."

Hanna ran to the closet to throw on a simple black dress and then picked up her purse. She was ready to go in record time, even by Hanna standards. She followed Caleb out the door and to the train station. It was a five hour train to New York and they made it just as the burial was happening. Hanna and Caleb kept their distance. He didn't want anyone to see him, he just wanted to make sure that he saw the casket. How ironic that the first time he ever saw his father, was also the last.

"You okay?" Hanna asked as they watch the casket lowered. She felt him shudder for a second but saw no tears.

"I'll be okay," Caleb told her.

She put her arm around his back for comfort. They were a team now. It was going to take more than a few shakeups to get them to cave. Finally the casket was nowhere to be seen. Caleb took one last look and retreated away from the burial. Hanna followed in silence.