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Hanna had been pacing up and down the hallway of Caleb's house for almost an hour before she heard a roar of engines outside. She froze, not sure whether to go to the front door or to hide in the back bedroom. Before she had made her decision, there was a key going in the lock and it swung open to reveal Caleb. A sigh of relief that she wasn't aware she was holding escaped her lips and she rushed forward to hug him. He circled his arms around her waist, holding her tight against him for a moment before gently pushing her back and nodding to where Eric was standing just behind him. The taller man reached in and kissed her on the cheek before stepping around her, into the house.
"You doing okay, babe?" Caleb squeezed her elbow.
"Yeah, yeah," Hanna nodded, running her hands through her hair and tugging slightly at the roots to ground her scattered thoughts. In all honesty, she felt sick. Since Samara, she had seen first hand just what this life entailed. She hadn't realized what she was getting into until she was in too deep, and with what she knew and how she felt about Caleb, she knew that there was no backing out. Caleb could read the conflict in her eyes and he kissed her hard on the mouth.
"It's okay," he told her, his eyes searching hers.
"Yeah, I know," Hanna attempted a smile that she knew looked more like a grimace. Caleb looked at her, as though considering pushing her further, but decided against it. He took her hand and tugged her into the lounge where Eric was standing.
"We need your help, girl," Eric said, his eyes dark with intensity. Hanna nodded jerkily. "Caleb tells me that he's told you what's going on with the club, what's been happening." She nodded again. "And he trusts you, which means that I trust you—and that's not something that I do lightly." His expression was hard and Hanna nodded a third time, her stomach clenching so tightly that she felt like she couldn't breathe. "You said that..." he sounded uncertain for the first time, understandably upset by the news. "You said that it was Noel with a girl?" His voice was taunt on the name of his younger brother.
"Yeah, a blonde girl," Hanna said.
"Did you get a good look at her face?" Eric asked. Hanna looked over at Caleb who nodded encouragingly at her.
"Kind of, I guess," she squinted as she tried to remember. "But I didn't recognize her, I don't think I've seen her around." Both Caleb and Eric looked disappointed and Hanna pursed her lips, wanting to help them. "Maybe if I see her again?"
"There's no normal girl that would drag Noel into that town. I mean, a girl can barely drag Noel into the privacy of his bedroom, much-less out on a date, and especially not out on a date to a town where he would be in actual danger," Noel shook his head. "There is, though, one girl who's not so normal who lives in that town. We have a picture of her that we want you to have a look at." Her eyes darted across to Caleb, who was watching Eric. She looked back at the President, who was flicking through his phone. "Was this her?" Hanna took the phone from Eric, looking at the picture of the blonde. She actually looked similar to her, in a way, with the blonde hair and blue eyes. But there was something that was completely off in her expression, she looked cold and calculating.
"Yeah...Yeah, I think this was her," Hanna tilted her head to the side, studying the photo. "Yeah, it was her," she confirmed, handing the phone back to Eric. "Who is she? Must be pretty important, like you say."
"Her name is Alison DiLaurentis," Caleb piped up.
"Tells me her name, not who she is," Hanna shot back. Caleb raised an eyebrow at her, looking over at Eric, who nodded his consent.
"Her name is Alison DiLaurentis, and she is the younger sister of Jason DiLaurentis. Jason is the President of the Devil's Sons," Caleb explained. "You remember me telling you that Kenscott was the Sons territory?" Hanna nodded. "There is no other reason why he should be meeting her, she would never turn on her brother and date someone in another gang. Or at least, there's no good reason why he would be meeting up with her."
"Fuck," Hanna muttered. She took in a deep breath, processing the news. "And he knows I saw him."
"It's okay, girl," Eric told her, reaching over and squeezing her her forearm, but his expression contradicting completely with his statement. He then looked over at Caleb and jerked his head in the direction of the hallway.
"You think that Garrett is part of it?" Caleb asked. Eric was pacing angrily in front of him, while Caleb was deathly still, leaning against the door frame. "Those two are usually in everything together."
"You think we got two traitors?" Eric snapped out. Caleb's eyes narrowed at his Presidents harsh tone.
"I don't know, Eric," Caleb replied. Eric stopped pacing, his breaths coming out hard and fast. "I filled in Wren and Alex the other night. I think it's time to bring in everyone. We need to have church, lay it all out there—"
"With Noel there?!" Eric exclaimed.
"Yes," Caleb replied firmly. He reached out and grasped Eric by the shoulders, shaking him slightly. "Brother, you need to hold it together. This is going to shake everyone, and we need to be able to look to you. If we have church, tell everyone what we know and then we take it from there. We've been holding it back from our brothers for too long, we need to tell them everything." Eric pursed his lips before jerking his head in a nod.
"You know that means we have to tell them everything?" Eric asked him, and Caleb nodded. "Including what Hanna saw?" He continued, causing Caleb to freeze and drop his eyes. Eric reached around Caleb's arm and clapped his arm down firmly on the shorter mans shoulders. "We can protect her."
"I know that," Caleb said shortly.
"You stay here with your girl for now, we will have church tonight. I'll send out an alert. I'm gonna talk to Garrett with Wren, before anything happens, and we will keep him in lock down. He's more of a follower than a leader, and if he knows anything, we might be able to break him down," Eric reasoned.
Hanna felt light headed, and sat down heavily on the couch, lacing her hands together in front of her and staring down at them. She heard Eric and Caleb furiously talking, not many words reaching her except Noels name and 'fuck' multiple times. finally, the front door slammed shut and a bike flared to life outside. Caleb came back into the lounge, running his hand through his short hair and letting out a hiss of air through clenched teeth. Hanna was still rocking back and forth slightly on the couch, and looked up at him as he stopped next to her.
"So it's Noel?" Hanna said, her voice breaking. "Noel's the one who betrayed you guys?" Caleb nodded shortly. "He's the one that killed Samara? He was at her funeral and—" she broke off as tears sprung to her eyes and she dropped her head. Caleb dropped to a crouch in front of her, taking her chin between two fingers and lifting her head.
"Don't hide your face from me, babe," he told her. "We're in this together, okay?" Hanna took in a shaky breath, nodding. "Now, I need to go out tonight. But for this afternoon, there's something I need to do with you." Hanna nodded again, although her face was pale, and he wondered how much she was taking in. "I'm going to teach you how to shoot a gun."
"What?" She snapped out, jumping away from him.
"I need to know that you can protect yourself," Caleb told her, lacing his fingers together with hers.
"I..." Hanna took in a deep breath. "I know how to shoot a gun. Aria's dad took us out when she was going through her big macho phase when we were about fifteen. He took us to a shooting range and taught us how to shoot."
"You remember everything? That was a while ago."
"I remember," Hanna muttered, shaking her head. "But...I mean, we shot at paper targets. And—wait, why would I need to shoot someone? And Caleb, I don't know if I could do that—I couldn't, I couldn't shoot someone. Ohmygod," she got off the couch, pushing away from him and putting her hands to her head. "Ohmygod, I can't do this! I can't shoot someone Caleb! I'm not—I can't do..."
"Babe!" Caleb jumped up and grabbed her hands. "You need to breathe. Breathe through this."
"Breathe through this?" Hanna cried. "You're preparing me to shoot someone, Caleb! I'm not like that!"
"Hanna!" Caleb shouted and she stopped short, blinking at him. "I don't want you to shoot him, or be put in that position, I just need to know that if you are, you're going to be prepared." Hanna swallowed hard. "I'm sorry you're in the middle of this. But you're going to be fine, you're going to be safe." Hanna sucked in a deep breath, her eyes watering.
"You promise?" She asked shakily.
"I promise on my life," Caleb replied earnestly.
Weeeeell, guess what? It's my birthday today. Whoop whoop. Twenty-one years. Shit, I feel bloody old. And in true twenty-first fashion, I'm working until eight tonight and then this weekend, going out to dinner and probably home by ten. Haha. I'm such a nana, and I totally love it.
Oooh, and I saw Pitch Perfect 2! Ohmygod, so good. I mean, no where near as good as the new one but still very good. Elizabeth banks is so incredible, and I love Anna Kendrick, she's adorable.
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