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Hanna:

Freeing her mind from Caleb, Hanna reminded herself of being in real struggles and not having any time to think about a boy now. Because she knew that Spencer was with Toby and definitely asleep, she dialed Emily's number.

Turning the phone's loudspeaker on, she could silmultaneous drive and talk to her. Luckily, Emily picked up although it was the middle of the night.

"Han? What's the matter?" she asked, knowing that her friend wasn't calling just for fun.

"Something happened. I'm okay but it's about Ali."

"Tell me! Is she hurt?"
"No, I don't think so. She called me telling me that she had been talking to Wren and he wasn't of her opinion. He asked her to lie about the whole thing, her disappearance and stuff. She was already close to the police but I told her to stay where she was."
"And then?"
"I ran out of the house and started to drive. Half on my way there my car just stopped and I had no call sign. This boy from my history class drove by chance and gave me a ride."
"You didn't tell him anything, did you?"
"No, I didn't have to. He was actually very kind and didn't ask anything. He drove faster than I had ever driven before and I ran into the police but Alison was already in one of the rooms and I came too late."
"That's not your fault, you came as fast as possible. You did your best to get there, none of us will be blaming you for anything."
"I don't know what she told them, Em. Maybe she even revealed the Jenna-thing, who knows?"
"If she doesn't contact us, we'll check the news and find out. What did you do, having found out that you arrived too late?"
"Um. I returned to the boy."
"Has the boy a name?"
"Yeah, Caleb."

"What happened then?"
"I started to cry, without wanting to. I don't even know why, maybe because I felt useless. Guess this A message gave me the rest."
"What A message?"
"Something like: You always fail and stuff."
"Han, that's not true and you know that. A wants us to think that because not being self-confident anymore makes us weak. How did you get home?"
"Caleb repaired my car and I could drive here."
"Okay, at least your car is working again. Have you checked the news yet?"
"No, I haven't. My laptop is right there in front of me but I can't open it."
"It's already very late, maybe you better go to bed and sleep a little. What about me coming over to you next morning before school and we're checking it together? I'll text Aria and Spencer."
"Thank you, Em. You aren't angry, are you?"
"Not at all. None of this was your fault, Alison made a decision whatever it is. I just hope she thought about her behavior's effect on other people's lives this time. Are you okay?"
"I'll be fine. Good night then."
"It's almost morning." Emily yawned.

"Yeah." Hanna mumbled hanging up the phone and stared into the nowhere for a while until she forced herself to go to bed. She fell into a restless sleep, unable to close her eyes for more than some minutes. She was happy when the sun had finally risen and Emily rang the doorbell.

Emily:

Having told her mum, she had to prepare a presentation before school started, Emily stood in front of Hanna's house now. She had expected Hanna to but Ms. Marin opened the door.

"Emily?" she asked wondering about her early visit.

"Hey, Ms. Marin. I'm here to prepare a presentation with Hanna, didn't she tell you?"
"Um, no. But just come in, she is awake but still upstairs."
"Thank you." Said Emily, walking to Hanna's room.

Coming in, she saw Hanna sitting on her bed, her laptop in front of her.

"Have you looked yet?" Emily asked pointing at it.

"No, have you?"
"Me neither."

"Where are Spencer and Aria? Aren't they going to come?"
"I texted them but Spencer said that Aria had some huge trouble at her home and wasn't doing well. She is staying with her and we can tell them at school."
"Okay, then." Hanna's hands were shaking as her fingers typed her password. Opening the browser, she stopped.

"What are we looking for?" she asked.

"Look for Alison DiLaurentis and sort the results by their date."
Hanna did as she was told to.

"I hope she told them the truth." Mumbled Emily, checking the first result, she sighed. "No."

"What?"

Pointing at the screen, Emily opened an article from the rosewood observer. While Emily read out the first few sentences, Hanna could see her face getting pale.

"The corpse found a year ago that was identified as the missing girl's ones, is somebody else's. Alison DiLaurentis who was declared as dead, returned yesterday late at night.

The police haven't given a statement about the unordinary case yet but an insider told us about a mysterious kidnapping. Everything about the exact circumstances, in our tv journal this evening."

"No, she lied about it. Why did she?" asked Hanna, not believing her ears.

"I don't know. I thought she would've learned that lying makes everything worse. Maybe I was wrong and she hasn't learned anything."
"We don't know if Wren set her under pressure. Probably we shouldn't draw any rash conclusions without having talked to her."
"What if we are interrogated by the police and don't even know what we're supposed to say?"
"Shit." Hanna mumbled.

Just in this moment, her mum ran into the room without even knocking the door.

"I know this is gonna be a huge shock for both of you but I read an article. Alison is alive." She said, trying to catch her breath.

"So did we." Mumbled Hanna staring at the screen as if she had just found out that her friend was alive.

Spencer:

Waking up early this morning, Spencer showered before returning to her room. Aria still lay in the bed with her eyes closed, visible asleep. For a moment, she thought about not waking her up but then decided to do so.

She sat down at the bed and taped her friend's back. "Aria, time to wake up."
Aria opened her eyes slowly and sat up yawning. "You're already dressed?"

"Yeah, I had a shower because I couldn't sleep anymore. I thought you'd rather sleep a little longer."
"Thanks for letting me but why couldn't you sleep? Is everything okay?"
"Honestly, I don't know. Emily texted me last night telling me that something had happened."
"What?" she asked, directly awake.

"Alison was at the police station and messaged Hanna but she came too late to stop her. They asked if we wanted to come over early and check the news with them."
"Oh god. Have you checked the news yet?"
"I have. If you believe the rosewood observer, she has told the cops that she was kidnapped but there aren't any details yet."
"Um. Do you think she told them about the Jenna thing?"
"I don't think so, why would she? It has nothing to do with her disappearance."
"Actually, I don't know if it'd be that bad to just tell the cops."
"What, why?" asked Spencer, not getting what would be good about making themselves vulnerable.

"Because the more we lie, the more has A to set us under pressure. I don't even wanna know what A could make us do to keep our secrets what they are. Secrets."

"Haven't seen it from this point of view but you're right."
"What would we do today if we had just found out that she is alive? We have to act normal."
"Probably, we would stay at home and talk for hours."
"Then that's what we're going to do, we'll stay at home." Meant Aria.

"I anyway thought you could need a break after yesterday." Spencer said texting Hanna and Emily to stay at home, too.

Aria:

Aria got up although she wasn't going to school today. She went into the bathroom and considered her face in the mirror. Her eyes were still red from crying and her whole face seemed kinda puffy.

Turning the faucet on, she splashes some cold water into her face.

If it was true and Alison had lied, then all of them would have lie, too. Aria knew that she wasn't good at hiding her feelings and a very emotional person. It would be difficult for her to act as if she had just found out that Alison was alive but she had no other choice.

Maybe having red eyes wasn't even bad today because that would make people believe she had cried about Alison. Not only the fact that her supposed-to-be-dead-but-now-alive best friend had returned, she still had neither a phone nor car keys. Additionally, she couldn't talk to Ezra and didn't know if her parents were still angry. Probably, they were.

Aria sighed and left the bathroom, sitting down on the bed next to Spencer.

"What about a coffee?" Spencer asked.

"Good idea." Aria mumbled and the two went downstairs into the Hasting's kitchen. While Spencer was busy making coffee, Aria relaxed at the table.

"Do you think the cops are gonna appear here?"
"Sooner or later they will for sure." Said Aria.

"Do you wanna talk to your parents, Aria?"
"I can't. We would just argue and they'd ask me where I had been all night. I'm really not into hearing my dad shout early in the morning."
"Okay, then. But you can use my phone whenever you want."

"Thank you."

Spencer put a coffee in front of her and Aria warmed her hands by holding the cup tight. "It's always quite cold in here, Spence."
"Oh. That's because my parents have a remote-controlled heating and they always turn it off in the mornings. Usually, nobody would be here at around eight o'clock."
"Usually, dead girls are dead and kidnappers actually kidnap."
"And responsible doctors are really responsible." Added Spencer smiling.

Hanna:
Her mother had said that they wouldn't have to go to school today and therefor Hanna and Emily were on their way to Spencer's. Sitting in the car, Emily stared out the window.
As they drove by the police station, she could spot a crowd in front of it: Reporters, Camera teams and citizens.

"Oh shit." Murmured Emily.

At Spencer's:

"Hey, Spence." Hanna said as she opened the door. The two stepped in and saw Aria sitting in the kitchen with a cup of coffee in front of her.

"Can I also have a coffee?" asked Emily.

"Of course, you can and handled both a cup. "How are you doing?" said Emily after a while.

"Um. Good." Mumbled Aria.

"We know that you had trouble with Ezra." Said Hanna.

"Okay, honestly not good at all but I don't wanna talk about it. What about you, guys?"
"I really did my best to get there in time but my car stopped and I had to wait until a boy from my history class gave me a ride. He drove among the street and luckily stopped."
"That's not why I'm asking but continue." Laughed Aria.

"We arrived too late, Alison was already in."
"That's it?" asked Spencer. "You're talking about that guy you ran into yesterday, aren't you?"
"How did you know?"
"Because you're blushing." Said Spencer smiling.

"By the way, he hit me with the door. I didn't run into him."
"What did you do after having found out that you came too late?" asked Aria.

"That's embarrassing, can't you ask something else?"
"Come on, we're your best friends." Meant Spencer.

"I didn't want to but I couldn't stop myself from crying. Because A texted me that I always failed and because I believed it standing there."
"A is a bitch, Han." Mumbled Emily.

"Poor boy." Said Spencer. "At first, he hits you with a door and the next time he sees you, you break down."
"He was kind, actually." Admitted Hanna. "He really was."
"Aw, luckily you weren't alone, Han." Said Aria empathetic.

"Change of the topic. What do we tell the cops because we'll anyway be interrogated?" asked Emily.
"The truth. That we found it out about the internet and were totally happy to hear that she was alive. We couldn't believe it and have many questions." Said Hanna.

"Actually, that's not the truth."

"That'd be the truth if this whole case wouldn't be based on her lies." Agreed Aria.

"We could also tell them the real truth. We could tell them about A and Paige and Jenna." Meant Emily, having doubts.

Right then, three mobile phones rang silmultaneous.

Pulling it out, Hanna, Emily and Spencer read out.

"Do you have any proof? Don't mess with me, Bitches. -A"