2 Months Later

"Ok, Hanna. I need you to call the venue and let them know that we need to be in the building at 7am sharp in order to start setting up… oh, and tell them the guest list is now up to 325 people, so we'll need more tables and chairs. Also, double check the V.I.P list to make sure that we didn't leave anyone off. The last thing that we need during next Saturday's show is for one of the investors to be turned away. Oh, and Marisol broke her leg, so I need you to find me another size two model to fill her spot, preferably a tanned brunette," Dominic rambled; Hanna was desperately trying to scribble his orders down on her tablet as they walked out of the conference room into the Grand Hyatt hotel lobby. "What am I forgetting?" He stopped and turned to Hanna.

"What about the caterer? You mentioned something about a menu change earlier," Hanna pointed out.

"Ah yes. Tell them to forget the salmon, and add the halibut and eggplant. It will be more expensive, but we've got it covered. I knew I could count on you, Hanna," Dominic finished, before leaning forward and kissing Hanna on both cheeks. "We'll touch bases first thing Monday morning, love. Chao!" He smiled as he walked away.

Hanna took a deep breath in before regaining her composure. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy working for Dominic – he was a great fashion designer and friend, and she couldn't be any more grateful to him for letting her take the time off a few months previous in order to deal with everything back in Rosewood. But after finding out, through a popular fashion blog, that a few of her fellow classmates from FIT had already been noticed by people higher up in the industry, Hanna couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. She had a whole portfolio full of great designs that she had shared with other high end designers, but not one had given her a second glance.

Hanna pulled out her phone as she rounded the corner, before scrolling through her list of tasks. She was so engrossed in it, that she didn't see the person coming around the opposite corner; they collided with her, papers from both of their hands scattering across the floor.

"I am so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going and I just-" Hanna tried to apologize as she bent down to pick up the documents.

"Hanna?"

Hanna's head shot up as she immediately recognized the voice. "Lucas? Oh my god what are you doing here?"

"Didn't you see me waving?" He enquired, "I honked at you earlier when you got out of the cab."

"Wait, that was you in the silver jag?" Hanna asked, a little surprised.

"Well, can you look a little less shocked?" Lucas laughed.

"I'm not shocked, I'm impressed," She smiled, "How are you? Last time I heard you were moving to Chicago."

"Seattle, but I sold that company," Lucas corrected her, "I do game apps now."

Hanna nodded in understanding, "Do you still live with your folks?" She asked.

"No, I have a condo in Palo Alto, a town house in Hong Kong, and a loft above The Grille in back in Rosewood. But hey, look at you," Lucas commented, noting Hanna's upscale attire and armful of paperwork and electronics, "Designer Hanna Marin taking over the world?"

"No, just an intern for now. But I live here in New York with Caleb. We have a daughter, Stella, who's almost two and a half," Hanna told him as she took her phone out in order to show him a picture of the three of them.

"Wow. I can't say that I'm surprised, though. I figured you two would end up together," He smiled, prompting Hanna to smile too. "So, do you have time for a quick drink? I'd love to catch up more."

"Sure," She nodded, "Just let me call Caleb, so I can tell him I'll be a while." Hanna took her phone back from Lucas, and dialed Caleb's number as Lucas walked over to get a table for them in the lounge. The phone rang a few times before going to voicemail. "Hey babe, just wanted to let you know that I'm gonna be a bit late coming home. I ran into an old friend of ours and we're catching up. I'll see you when I get back, love you," Hanna spoke before she hung up and joined Lucas at the table.

"Everything ok?" Lucas asked, a little curious.

"Yeah, it went to voicemail. Stella has been fighting her first bout of the flu, so Caleb's probably busy dealing with her. He'll call if he needs me," Hanna explained.

Lucas nodded in understanding. "So how is Caleb?"

"He's doing good. He's working for some big security company, keeping the hackers out of other private companies. You know, stuff that goes right over my head," Hanna laughed.

Lucas smiled, "Have you guys been back to Rosewood lately? I heard about what happened to Charlotte."

"Yeah, we were there when she got released," Hanna nodded, "Even though it's sad that she killed herself, I'm just glad that it wasn't another murder. That's the last thing that town needs," She sighed. "Speaking of Rosewood, isn't that the old empty factory by the lake?" Hanna asked, pointing to the photo on top of Lucas stack of documents. It was a good chance to change the subject too – Charlotte was the last thing that Hanna wanted to talk about.

"Well, my accountants are telling me to spend money, so I figured that if I could do something with one of those old dinosaurs, then the accountants would be happy, and the town would get a little bit of tax revenue," Lucas explained.

"Aw, local boy makes good," Hanna chuckled.

"Yeah, a little of that. Maybe I'm giving that town a second chance, and this-" Lucas pulled another photo from the pile, "Is what it's gonna look like when it's finished."

"Wow, that's really nice," Hanna smiled genuinely, "What are you gonna do with it?"

"Anything I want to," He shrugged, "What would you do with it?"

Hanna pretended to think for a second. "Um, indoor miniature golf," She joked.

"No seriously," Lucas said, crossing his arms as he focused on Hanna, "What would you do? If somebody said that you could try anything, start your own business, what would you do?"

"Don't kid like that, Lucas," Hanna sighed.

"Who's kidding?"

Hanna thought for a moment, "Well, I would set myself up with some new designers, start my own brand. You know, get out of the city, away from all the distractions."

"Deal," Lucas nodded.

"What?" Hanna was shocked. Was Lucas really offering her what she thought he was?

"Look Hanna, I am going to be honest with you. Running into you wasn't a coincidence. Well, maybe tonight was, but I was in the city because I was going to call you tomorrow," He admitted, "I talked to your mom when I was in Rosewood and she told me that you lived up here and gave me your number. I wanted to talk to you about this. Research and development, it can mean whatever we say it means. This will be a good way for you to keep one foot in Rosewood, to figure out what you left behind."

"Lucas, I can't take you up on that offer," Hanna shook her head. As amazing as Lucas' offer sounded, she couldn't just ask Caleb to uproot his life in order for them to move back to Rosewood. It wouldn't be fair to him, not after what they had been through during the previous months.

"Why not? What, does somebody else you went to high school with want to offer you a million-dollar line of credit?" Lucas joked. Hanna stayed silent as he continued, "Come on Hanna. I finally figured out a way to give you something that nobody else can." Again, Hanna was speechless. Lucas sighed, "Look, the offer still stands. Ask Caleb about it. We can talk about it tomorrow, or whenever you want."

"Yeah, tomorrow," Hanna finally spoke with a soft smile.

Hanna's mind was racing the whole cab ride home. She couldn't believe what Lucas had told her. A chance to run her own business, with her own designs; it was everything that she had ever dreamed of. It felt almost too good to be true. Hanna knew that Lucas would do almost anything for her, but this was him going above and beyond what she expected from him. And what about Caleb and Stella? They were happy in New York. It's where their family was created, and it was her baby's first home. But Rosewood held many memories that Hanna cherished as well. It was a place that she had called home for eighteen years, it was where her mom was, and most importantly, it was where she and Caleb fell in love. Hanna had no clue what to do.

The cab pulled up outside Hanna and Caleb's apartment; Hanna stepped out into the unusually warm October night, before she made her way down the hallway, and was greeted by silence as she approached her apartment door. No TV, no screaming toddler. This was definitely not the 'welcome home' that she was used to, at least not at 7pm. Hanna unlocked and opened the door, immediately revealing to herself the reason for the lack of noise.

The apartment was completely dark, except for the blue light radiating from the TV screen, the result of a long forgotten DVD. Hanna carefully walked over to the end table in order to turn on a lamp – that's when she noticed the two sleepy figures occupying the couch. Caleb was lying on his back, stretch out across all of the cushions, one arm tucked behind his head. His other arm lay protectively over his daughter, who was curled up against his bare chest.

Hanna removed her heels and sat down in front of the couch, just watching the two of them sleep. The rise and fall of their chests almost mimicked one another's. Hanna couldn't resist reaching out to move a stray strand of blonde hair out of her daughter's face. Stella's cheeks were slightly red from the low grade fever that she still had. Hanna felt so helpless, just watching Stella suffer, but Ashley had reassured her many times that she was doing everything right, and that given a few days of rest and medicine, Stella would soon be back to her normal self.

Hanna's hand moved from her daughter's cheek, down her back, and finally came to a stop on her boyfriend's hand. Caleb inhaled deeply at the sudden feeling of warmth on top of his hand as he woke up.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," Hanna whispered.

"It's ok. How long was I asleep?" Caleb yawned.

"I don't know, I just got home. Is she feeling any better?" Hanna asked as she ran her fingers through her daughter's hair once again.

Caleb sat up, keeping Stella close to his chest. "She ate almost half of her dinner, which was better than yesterday; I left you some fettuccine on the stove," He smiled at her, "I gave Stella her medicine, put Frozen on, and she was out. Guess I must have fallen asleep too. What time is it?"

Hanna got up off of the floor and sat on the couch beside him. "It's just after seven. I left you a voicemail letting you know that I was gonna be a bit longer," She informed him.

"Yeah, I must have already been asleep by that point. Why did the meeting run so late?" He asked, though he could tell that there was something else on Hanna's mind. "Hey, is everything ok?" He enquired, placing his free hand on Hanna's knee.

"Yeah everything's fine," Hanna gave a slight smile. "Why don't you go and put Stella in her bed, and then we can talk."

"Ok," Caleb nodded before he leaned towards her and placed a light kiss on her lip. "I love you," He murmured softly, his face only inches away from hers.

"I love you too," She whispered back, her hand caressing the stubble on his cheek. Hanna lowered her face to kiss Stella on her forehead, which was now resting on Caleb's shoulder.

Caleb stood up gently so as to not wake Stella, and walked down the small hallway to the nursery. By the time he reemerged, after making a stop in his and Hanna's bedroom in order to throw a sweater on, Hanna had disappeared out of the living room. The open bottle of wine, which was now sitting on the kitchen island, and the open window at the far end of the room signaled to Caleb that Hanna was out on the fire escape. It was one of their favorite places to unwind after a long day at work. The scenic view from their fourth story apartment was one of the reasons for which they had chosen to live in their building. Caleb grabbed a beer from the refrigerator and made his way to the open window. As he climbed through it, he noticed that Hanna didn't even flinch at his presence, which meant that she was most likely deep in thought. He took a sip out of his bottle and placed it on the railing next to her empty wine glass. As he wrapped his arms around her waist, he felt her relax into him. He rested his chin on her shoulder as they stood in silence, soaking up the peaceful atmosphere.

Hanna brought her arms up to intertwine with his as they looked out at the city view. "Do you remember the first night that we spent together in this apartment?" She asked with a slight smile.

"How could I forget? What time did we even go to bed?" Caleb chuckled.

"I don't think we ever did. Between the excitement of moving in and the noisy street below, it was impossible to sleep," Hanna smiled at the memory.

Caleb tightened his arms around her as he breathed in her scent. "I remember that we spent most of the day setting the main room up perfectly, only to scratch the nice dining room table that your mom bought for us."

Hanna turned her head slightly to gaze at Caleb. "Hey, you were the one who lifted me up onto the table in an attempt to seduce me," She teased him.

"It worked, didn't it?" He laughed.

"Yes, it did," She beamed up at him, before pushing her lips onto his.

They both turned their attention back to the view in front of them. "So, are you going to miss living in New York?" He asked. Hanna's brow furrowed as she spun around to face him. Caleb chuckled slightly, "Hanna, ever since we got back from Rosewood, you've done nothing but compare the two towns. You've been talking about the memories we shared there, how different our lives would be if we had never left Rosewood… I think I've caught on, now."

"Yeah, I miss it a lot," She sighed, "It will always be home to me. We got out of there so fast after high school that we never realized what we were leaving behind. Since we've been back here, I've tried to push that feeling away, but now-" Hanna hesitated.

"Now what?" Caleb murmured as he cupped her cheek in his hand.

Hanna let out a sigh, and moved to sit on the metal stairs near the window. "After the meeting today, I ran into Lucas, literally. He told me that he was actually in New York to talk to me. He's got a lot of money now, apparently, and wants to buy the abandoned factory on Mills street."

"Ok? But what does that have to do with you?" Caleb asked; he was still trying to figure out where Hanna was going with her story.

"He wants to partner with me, and help me turn the building into my very own boutique," She informed him.

"Wow. That's quite an offer," Caleb nodded, "What did you tell him?"

Hanna shrugged her shoulders. "I didn't know what to say. I was too surprised. Out of all of the things he could have wanted to discuss with me, I never saw that one coming. I told him that I couldn't accept his offer, but he told me to talk to you about it and then give him a call tomorrow," She finished nervously.

Caleb lowered himself to the step below her and held her fidgeting hands in his. "Call him back tonight, and tell him you're accepting his offer."

"What?" Hanna's head shot up, her eyes meeting his.

"Hanna, I knew as soon as I met you that you had drive, and a passion for fashion. I knew when we moved here that you wouldn't let anything stand in your way. And I'm not going to stand in your way either," He told her.

"But it's not just about me anymore, Caleb," She sighed, "There's you and Stella, too. You've already cut back your hours at work for me, I can't ask you to quit your job. And Stella is so happy here."

"Babe, she's only two," He chuckled, "She's happy playing with her shadow on the wall. I think she'll be just fine. And don't worry about my job, I'll find something locally. We'll save a bunch of money on rent and transportation anyway, and just think of the endless babysitters that we would have."

"I guess it would be nice to live closer to my mom again," Hanna mused, "Spencer and Toby wouldn't be that far away in D.C, either."

"See, I can't think of one good reason why you should turn Lucas down," Caleb smiled as he stood up, before disappearing into the apartment and quickly returning with Hanna's cell phone in his hand. He held it out for Hanna to take. "Call him. I'm gonna refill your wine, and then we can celebrate," He smirked as grabbed her glass, and his now warm beer, and climbed back through the window.

After looking back in order to see whether or not Hanna was dialing Lucas' number, Caleb placed the drinks down on the kitchen counter, and made his way to the opposite end of the apartment. He first opened the door to Stella's room, and checked whether or not she was still sleeping peacefully. He then moved into the master bedroom, and walked over to the closet, where he pulled out a medium sized box labeled Spare Computer Parts. Caleb riffled through the cords and hard drive pieces until he found what he was looking for. Placing the box back into the closet, he shoved the object in his pocket, and exited the room. He wasn't sure what the rest of the night would hold for them, but something told him that the timing was right.

Caleb returned to the fire escape as Hanna was ending her phone call with Lucas.

"Ok, it's done," Hanna breathed out as she turned to face him with the biggest smile on her face, "We're really doing this, aren't we?"

"Yep, looks like it," He smiled back at her.

"Are you sure you're ok with this?" She questioned, nervously.

Caleb reached out, grabbing Hanna by the waist and pulling her towards him. "Hanna, can you stop asking me that? You are grinning from ear to ear. How can I not be ok with this?" He murmured, "All I have ever wanted is for you to be happy, and for you to fulfill your dreams."

Hanna wrapped her arms around Caleb's neck, "What about you? What can I do make you happy, and to fulfill your dreams?" She asked him.

Caleb released his hold on Hanna, and reached into his pocket. With a deep breath, he knelt down on the metal grates, looking up at Hanna as he pulled out the contents of his pocket. "Well, you could be my wife," He murmured as he opened the small box to reveal an engagement ring, with a single, white gold diamond. The same ring that he had held on to since Hanna's twenty-second birthday. "Hanna Olivia Marin, will you marry me?"

As soon as Hanna had seen Caleb getting down on one knee, she had known what was about to happen, yet her brain was still having trouble processing what was going on. Her hands instantly went to cover her mouth as multiple tears fell from her eyes.

"I know this isn't a candlelit dinner, or a walk in Central Park," Caleb continued, "But standing here with you under the night sky… I couldn't think of a better moment to ask you."

Hanna shook her head as more tears began to fall, "No, it's perfect."

"So is that a yes?" Caleb raised his eyebrow.

"Yes," Hanna laughed, grabbing Caleb's face and pulling him up towards her. Their bodies crashed against one another's, their mouths connecting as they kissed passionately. When they parted, Caleb grabbed her left hand, and placed the diamond ring on her finger.

Hanna held her hand up in order to inspect the new piece of jewelry. "It's beautiful, Caleb," She whispered as she looked around, noticing that Caleb was now empty-handed. "Where's the wine that we were supposed to celebrate with?"

"Oh, I completely forgot," He chuckled, "What do you say we go inside, and find another way to celebrate?" He teased.

Hanna raised an eyebrow, "I like the way you think, Mr. Rivers."

They made their way back through the window, Caleb going first. Hanna grabbed ahold of his hand as he guided her back into the apartment, but before she was able to step down off of the window sill, Caleb slid his arm under her legs, lifting her into his arms.

"You know, you're not supposed to carry me like this until after the wedding," She joked.

"I know," He smiled down at her, "I'm just practicing."

"You want to practice the wedding night to?" Hanna asked seductively.

Caleb tilted his head to the side, giving her a questioning look, "After seven years, you still think I need practice?"

"No, you most definitely don't," Hanna murmured as she looked into Caleb's eyes, knowing that he was just as eager to be one with her as she was with him.

Caleb tightened his grip on her back, pushing her body closer to him, and giving him better access to her mouth. His lips hovered in front of hers, and he heard Hanna's breathing start to speed up in anticipation as he teased her. Not wanting to wait for any longer, Caleb parted his lips, connecting them with hers. His tongue entered her mouth, and her teeth parted in order to grant him access. Hanna gently cupped his face as they changed their kissing pattern to a series of kisses smaller kisses; meanwhile, Caleb was taking small steps in a direction that she couldn't distinguish due to the fact that her eyes were closed.

Preoccupied by his need to please Hanna, Caleb's blind navigation skills failed him, and his calf bumped into the arm of the couch, sending him and Hanna backwards onto the cushions. They both erupted in laughter as she buried her face into his neck. "You don't look practiced to me," Hanna commented as she lifted her head back up.

In one swift move, Caleb gripped Hanna around the waist, and rolled her over so that she was beneath him. "You were saying?" Caleb teased as he dipped his head down, continuing from where he had left off before their tumble. His lips gradually moved down to Hanna's jaw, then to her neck, before making their way down to right above her cleavage.

Her head fell back as he did so, a moan slipping from her lips. Her hands ran down Caleb's back and up again, into his hair. Hanna could feel his weight shifting above her as he moved further down her body, before tugging at the zipper of Hanna's dress, revealing even more of her breasts to him. His lips grazed over her newly exposed skin; the smell of her perfume, which she had sprayed earlier that day, still lingered on her chest. The scent alone was enough make Caleb feel intoxicated.

Hanna took the opportunity to slide her arms out of her dress, before pushing it down to her waist. Then, her fingers latched on to the hem of Caleb's sweater.

Caleb immediately understood Hanna's intentions, and rose up onto his knees, straddling her thighs. He removed his sweater, never taking his eyes off of the beauty beneath him; her gaze was filled with passion and desire. He was only away from her for a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. Before Caleb was able to fall back onto her and feel complete once again, he slid off of the couch in order to discard the clothing that adorned his lower half. Hanna did the same with her dress, tossing it over to the corner of the room.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Hanna reached out, before grabbing Caleb's hand, and pulling him back to her. She drew his head down towards her as his mouth quickly reclaimed hers with a fierce yearning that aroused her. With nothing else in the way, Caleb pulled his head back and lowered himself into her. Hanna bit her bottom lip, letting out a soft moan as she felt Caleb move inside her. Her eyes were closed as she took in every moment of the ecstasy she was feeling, but she could tell that his face was only centimeters away from hers. His hot breath against her ear make goosebumps erupt all over her body.

Caleb could feel Hanna's heart beating rapidly beneath him. Her body pressed into him with every thrust, her arms moving wildly, searching for something to grab on to. He caught her by the wrists, before wrapping his fingers around them, and bringing them above her head. Their lips continually searched for one another's, their legs intertwined, their bodies moving completely in sync. The electricity in the air felt magnified. Caleb unlaced his fingers from one of Hanna's hands, before reaching up to pull the throw from the back of the couch down, covering them up as they continued to celebrate the next chapter of their lives together.

Hanna and Caleb's celebration extended well into the night. The sexual union had moved to the bedroom, along with the bottle of wine. The room, which had previously been dimly lit in order to set the mood, was now bright due to the morning sun shining in through the window. Hanna had been lying awake for almost an hour now; she had propped herself up against the headboard, as Caleb lay sleeping with his arm across her midsection. She couldn't stop staring at the diamond that graced her finger. She had dreamed of this moment since she and Caleb had started dating. Hanna chuckled to herself as she thought of how their relationship had been the total opposite of traditional; they had lived together before they had even begun dating, then they had had a baby, and now they were getting married. She couldn't complain though. Despite all of the ups and downs, Hanna wouldn't take any of it back.

The bedroom door rattled and creaked open as Stella strolled into the room. She had gotten better at staying in her own bed during the night, but still liked to join her parents in the morning. They had swapped her crib for a toddler bed a few weeks back, fearing that Stella would injure herself climbing over the railing of her crib. The realization that their 'baby' was no longer a baby had saddened Hanna.

She held her finger up to her lips as the toddler made her way over to the bed, before lifting her up and sitting her on her lap. As she brushed the blonde bed-hair out of Stella's eyes, she felt her forehead in order to find out whether her temperature was finally going back to normal. "Does your tummy hurt anymore, baby?" Hanna asked her daughter.

Stella shook her head. She seemed to be occupied, watching Caleb sleep. There was no doubt in Hanna's mind that she was a daddy's girl. "Daddy's noisy," Stella giggled at Caleb's soft snores.

"He is, isn't he?" Hanna smiled, "How about we wake him up and eat some breakfast?"

"Yep!" The toddler exclaimed. Stella climbed off of Hanna's lap, before launching herself onto Caleb's side of the bed. He woke up instantly, and looked down at his daughter, who was now draped over his side.

"I see someone's feeling better," He said, poking Stella. She rolled off of him, onto the mattress between him and Hanna in a fit of giggles. Caleb, still laying on his side, glanced up at Hanna as she leaned over to give him a kiss.

"Good morning, future hubby," She smiled at him.

"Good morning, future wifey," He replied. "So, big night last night, huh? Which news should we break to everyone first? We don't want anyone to have a heart attack."

Hanna shot him a guilty look. "Well I kind of already texted the girls. You know that we can't keep secrets." Caleb raised an eyebrow at her. "From each other," Hanna teased.

"You know, I was thinking," Caleb said, sitting up, "Your mom and Ted are redoing the house in order to put it on the market. What do you think about buying it? It's got plenty of room, a back yard for Stella, and it's in a great neighborhood."

"That actually sounds like a great idea," Hanna nodded, "It's the perfect house to raise our children in."

"Children? Is there something I should know?" Caleb asked, glancing down at Hanna's stomach.

Hanna laughed, "I'm on the pill remember? But maybe one day. I don't want Stella to grow up an only child."

Stella looked up at her parents at the mention of her name. She crawled across the bed, back over to her mom, and Hanna pulled her into a hug. "How did we get so lucky?" She murmured.

"Just wait until she's a teenager. If she's anything like us at that age, we are in so much trouble," Caleb warned Hanna.

"You're not going to chase all of her boyfriends away with a bat are you?" Hanna questioned him.

"What boyfriends? There will be no dating under my roof," He joked.

"Well, if she's anything like her mother, then you might want to remember one thing," Hanna smiled at him.

"And what's that?" He asked.

"Remember to check the basement," Hanna smirked as she got up out of the bed with Stella in her arms. "Now come on, let's get some breakfast."