Thanks for all the amazing reviews. Only one person got the name right! It was a guest but you reviewed my other fic and let me know it was you, so Isabel pm me / leave in a review what oneshot you'd like to read :)
*SPOILER I'm pretty convinced Emily has diabetes, what do you guys think is wrong with her? Also after Ty's comments at KAS3 I have a lot of hope for Haleb, I mean he literally said 'I think you guys will be stoked'. My theory: Spaleb happens but it doesn't really happen, Caleb's just doing it to make Hanna jealous and because hey he's a man and can't say no to sex... Maybe? SPOILER*
For those of you asking for the EW link here it is (without the spaces): www . ew . com article/2016/01/18/pretty-little-liars-cast-sex-scenes
Enjoy below... This was fun to write
Dead Man Walking
"Hanna," Spencer whined, "Can you please put that thing down. I did not organise this weekend for you to be texting Caleb all the time."
Hanna huffed in annoyance, but locked her phone and put it back into the pocket of her robe. Spencer had booked them all into a hotel with a killer spa for two nights in Philadelphia for them to 'get away and relax'. Although right now, Hanna felt anything but. "I'm worried okay?" She explained, "Caleb doesn't look after both of them on his own very often."
"Han," Aria tried with a gentler tone, "You're supposed to be relaxing," She tried. "All the worrying isn't good for your anxiety."
"I know," Hanna agreed solemnly, looking and feeling downcast at the thought of being away from her family for the weekend. It was really thoughtful of Spencer to organise a spa weekend, but right now she only wanted to be at home. She blamed it on her need to nest although it did seem to be happening pretty early this time around. Then again, what exactly about her emotions during this pregnancy had been normal? Not very much.
"And you know Caleb can look after them," Emily tried. "He's the best Dad."
"Yeah," Hanna finally smiled, "He is," She agreed, pulling her phone out to look at her background. It was a picture of Logan, Mila and Caleb all cuddled in bed that he'd sent her that morning.
"Right," Spencer said determinedly, "I am so getting in the water," She added, flinging off her robe and heading for the steps of the pool. Emily happily followed her and Aria stood to do the same before pausing and looking at Hanna who'd made no signs of movement.
"We're supposed to be having fun," She smiled at her, pulling on her hand to get her to stand up. "I'm sure they are too…"
"Okay," Caleb took a deep breath as he looked around the empty room he was stood in. "We've got just over a day until Mommy comes home," He said, looking at Logan and Mila who were running around in the big open space, testing out the plastic he'd put down on top of the carpet that had not been there when they were awake yesterday. "Thank God I did the walls yesterday," He muttered, taking in the paint job he'd managed to squeeze in after he'd put Logan and Mila to bed. They'd been hyped up on ice cream and he considered it a minor miracle that they were asleep by 8pm leaving him enough time to actually paint the nursery and do a decent enough job.
When Hanna had announced a couple of weeks ago that Spencer was organising a weekend away for the girls and she didn't know if she wanted to go or not, Caleb had done his best to convince her it would be worth it. He didn't want her to feel like he was pushing her out the door, but it had presented the perfect opportunity.
He was going to decorate the nursery.
As in fully, completely, order all furniture, decide on curtains, paint the walls, hand the pictures kind of decorate the nursery.
He knew it was risky – Hanna loved her interior design and she'd been meticulous with both Logan and Mila's rooms when they moved into their new house, but he knew she was stressed and anxious and he wanted to take that pain away from her. He wanted her to actually enjoy her pregnancy and if decorating the nursery would help with that, then he was so up for it. Plus, it wasn't like Hanna was the most indiscrete person the planet. Her Pinterest account was about as subtle as Alison DiLaurentis and it would be pretty hard for him to mess up. Or so he'd convinced himself.
"Daddy it smells funny," Logan yelled as he continued to run around in circles with Mila.
"I know," Caleb agreed, "That's why we've got the windows open."
"Oh yeah," He giggled and stopped in front of Caleb to tug on his shirt, "I'm hungreeeeee."
"You're hungry?" He raised his eyebrows as the doorbell rang. Come to think of it, when was the last time he'd fed them? "Mimi, are you hungry too?" He asked the toddler who had stopped to inspect the skirting board.
"She is Daddy," Logan tried.
"Okay," Caleb agreed, scooping Mila up to carry her downstairs and answer the door. Logan followed him and scrambled down the stairs at a scary speed that Caleb was sure Hanna would have berated, "Once the nice delivery men have brought everything in, we can go into town and get some food."
"Yay!" Logan jumped up and down, "Pancakes?"
"Mommy's gonna kill me," Caleb muttered as he opened the door – he didn't think he'd shown the kids any fruit or vegetable since she'd walked out the door, "But sure, we can get pancakes." He quickly signed for everything and then led the delivery guys upstairs to show them where he wanted them to take the furniture. He almost balked when things kept on coming out of the truck – had he really ordered that much stuff? Correction – had Hanna really bookmarked that much stuff online? He was just being the dutiful husband and ordering everything she'd liked.
He propped Mila on the floor and followed her as she ran outside to play on the front lawn, quickly dialing a familiar number to somebody he knew could help him put the blinds up, hang the ridiculously delicate sheer white material for curtains and position everything up on the walls. "Hey," He greeted Toby when he picked up. "Please tell me you're not busy," He begged.
"Dude," Toby answered, "I have been abandoned by my wife and left to look after an 8-month-old. I'm not busy."
Caleb let out a sigh of relief, "So with Han being away I was like, oh let's surprise her and do the nursery but then I went and ordered a load of stuff and…"
"And basically you need help to put it all together."
"Erm, yeah," Caleb conceded, encouraging Mila back towards the house as she tried to walk out onto the sidewalk.
"We can help," He agreed, "When do you want us?"
"We have nothing in so I'm taking the kids into town for lunch," Caleb explained as the deliverymen seemed to take yet more things inside. "We could meet you for food and then just come back to mine?" He proposed as Mila held a blade of grass up for him.
Toby agreed before they hung up, Caleb thanking the delivery guys before heading upstairs to see exactly how much stuff there was. "Kitty!" Mila shrieked, racing over to a plush white and pink stuffed cat that was sitting on top of one of the cardboard boxes.
"That is a kitty," Caleb agreed, "What do you think Lo?" He asked as the little boy wandered around all the furniture and boxes, "You think Mommy's gonna like it?"
"It's white," He remarked, "And pink," He added, picking up a pink cushion. "It should be green." Caleb grinned at him – green was his current favourite colour and he wanted everything to look like a lime much to Hanna's annoyance.
"We think your new sissy might like pink," Caleb explained, picking Mila up and placing her on the dark blue cushioned rocker. She squealed and covered her mouth as Caleb gently rocked it back and forth.
"Me," Logan whined, rushing over and climbing up to join his sister, happily pulling her onto his lap and holding her close as Caleb rocked it slowly.
"Shall we send a picture to Mommy?" Caleb asked them, "She's probably worrying," He added, stroking Mila's cheek as she looked up at him with her big blue eyes.
"Mama," Mila called, reaching for Caleb's phone, "Mama!"
"You miss Mommy huh?" He soothed her, taking a quick picture of them, "She's probably getting a facial right now whilst Daddy's over here stressing out like no tomorrow," He added, shooting off a text with the picture: We're missing Mommy :(. It was going to be a long 24 hours until his wife was home.
"Where are they?" Hanna asked worriedly as she looked at the picture that had just come through. Not that she didn't trust her husband, but she really didn't want to go home to find her whole house had been redecorated, or maybe they'd found a new favourite spot to spend time in... which just upset her more. They shouldn't be doing this stuff without her.
"At home," Aria laughed when Hanna showed her the screen.
"No they're not," She replied, "I've never seen that chair before."
"Maybe they're at the library," Aria suggested as she laid back and closed her eyes.
"No," Spencer argued, looking over Hanna's shoulder. "That's not the library."
"Where's he taken them?" She muttered, zooming in on the picture to try to get a better idea of where they were.
Emily stole the phone from Hanna and stared at the photo, "Why don't you just relax and think it's nice that they're missing you," She suggested, handing it back to her.
"I just want them to be okay," Hanna said quietly. Maybe she should call them and just check in.
"Is there anything in the picture that says they aren't?" Aria asked soothingly. She was the most sympathetic to Hanna's worrying over the weekend. After everything she'd told her about her anxiety and how her doctor was telling her to relax, Aria wanted to make sure she was doing everything she could to help.
"No," Hanna agreed, finally smiling at the picture. "Bug's got her Daddy smile on."
"They're probably having a great time," Aria reassured her, "Wherever they are."
Caleb attempted to clean up Mila as the waitress took their plates away. As Logan had so requested, they'd had pancakes for lunch at the Grille but it had turned slightly messy and the two of them were now clearly hyped up on sugar... again. Toby had texted him just before they'd sat down to say his mother-in-law had dropped by unannounced (probably at Spencer's request to make sure everything was going smoothly with Eleanor) and he'd just come round to his house later to help with the nursery.
Caleb was fine with it – it meant he got more one on one time with Logan and Mila, but he was slightly regretting the decision to let them have this amount of sugar in one go. And why the hell had he agreed to let Logan order an Oreo milkshake too? The little boy was smiling away with glee as he slurped up the last of the milky liquid. Caleb pulled his card out and held it up to grab the waitress' attention as he began to make a mental list of everything he'd fed Logan and Mila since Hanna had gone away. It was proving slightly concerning - he couldn't think of the last fruit or vegetable they'd seen.
"Daddy," Logan interrupted his thoughts, "Can we go see the doggies?" He begged, "Pleeeeease," He grinned as big as he could.
"At the pet shelter?" Caleb asked. Logan nodded and reached for his glass of water, carefully bringing it to his lips. "Sure, we can go see them," He agreed, signing the cheque that was brought over. "But we can't stay long bubba," He warned him, "Daddy's planning a surprise for Mommy and it's going to take a lot of work to get it finished."
"Mommy takes me to see the doggies," He smiled big as Caleb moved round to help him pull his jacket on.
"Does she?" He asked, turning round to pull Mila out of her high chair. Thinking they were just coming out for lunch, he hadn't thought to bring the stroller so she'd just have to be content with being carried.
Logan nodded up at Caleb, taking his hand as he led him out into the fresh air, "Mommy likes them and she says Mimi needs to learn to not be scared of dem."
"Mimi are you scared of the doggies?" Caleb asked, turning his head to look up at her. "You're not scared are you?" He cooed, kissing her forehead.
"Dogg-ee!" She squealed, her hands clapping excitedly.
"What sound do doggies make?" He asked.
"Woof," She answered, playing with his hair as he hoisted her up higher on his waist.
"Good job," He praised her as she rested her head on his shoulder. "What's your favourite kind of dog?" He asked Logan, leading him across the street as the animal shelter came into view.
"I like ones that give me kisses," He said, "And play with me," He added as they headed inside. Caleb had never been there before, but Logan clearly knew where he wanted to go and headed straight to the door at the side, into a little back yard where there were cages littered around with dogs inside.
"Hi there," One of the workers came over to them, just as Caleb placed Mila on the floor and began to follow her over to one of the cages that Logan was already itching to get into.
"Hi," Caleb smiled at her.
"Daddy, look!" Logan shrieked as a golden puppy began to jump up and down at him, resting their paws on the side of the cage and wagging their tail as Logan poked his fingers through to stroke their fur.
"Wow, I think she likes you," He grinned, stroking Logan's hair as he tried to fit his whole hand through the cage.
"It's a he actually," The lady smiled, "Are you looking to adopt?"
"Not today. One of our friends adopted from here and Lo's kind of been dog crazy ever since." Caleb shook his head, smiling as he watched Logan and Mila going gaga over the puppy in front of them, "Caleb, by the way," He held his hand out for her.
"Joanna," She shook it. "Do they want to get in the cage? I can open up the top and they can play with him."
"They'd love that," Caleb said, lifting Logan and Mila into the cage to play with their new friend once Joanna took off the top. He watched as Mila squealed, hugging the puppy tightly as he began to lick her face.
"Daddy where are his friends?" Logan asked, stroking his tail that was thumping away like no tomorrow.
"They've all found a home," He answered.
"Where are his Mommy and Daddy?" Was the next question.
"Erm…" Caleb didn't really know how to answer that one.
"We don't know where his Mommy and Daddy are," Joanna stepped in, "He was brought in with his sisters when they were found outside and we're keeping him safe and warm until somebody wants to adopt him."
"That's sad," Logan said forlornly, patting his fur. "Everyone should know their Mommy an' Daddy."
Suddenly this conversation was hitting a little close to home for Caleb and he found himself not really knowing what to say. "He'll find a new Mommy and Daddy when he's adopted," Joanna reassured the little boy.
"Everyone should get a Mommy and Daddy," Logan muttered again, pulling the puppy towards him. "He needs a Mommy and Daddy to love him." Caleb crossed his arms and smiled at his kids as they loved on the golden pooch and accepted his kisses for all they were worth whilst the pup seemed to take as much prodding and poking as Logan and Mila were giving out.
"I love you George," Logan mumbled, holding his face tight against the puppy's.
"Bud, you know you can't name him," Caleb reminded him, "That's for his new family to decide."
"But he needs a name," He argued, "He doesn't have a Mommy or Daddy to decide."
"I bet there are loads of families who want to adopt him," He reassured the little boy.
"Not really," Joanna smiled sadly, "He was the smallest in the litter and even people who come to shelters can be pretty picky."
"Oh." Caleb didn't really know what to say. "How long's he been here?"
"About three weeks," She explained, "We're hopeful he's going to find a home, but we'd have thought he'd be gone by now."
Caleb gulped as he thought about his next question, "And if he doesn't?"
"Ultimately, we do have to put dogs to sleep, but we try everything we can to find them a family before we get to that step."
"Dada," Mila called, breaking Caleb from his thoughts. She grinned up at him and held her hand up for him.
He smiled at her and bent down next to the cage, leaning his hand in to pet the puppy, "Do you like him?" He asked her as she reached back out for the golden ball of fur. Even Caleb had to admit he was pretty adorable.
She nodded, "Jorge!" She exclaimed, kissing his face.
"Oh, you wanna name him George too?" Caleb laughed, picking the puppy up and holding him in his arms as he began to attack his face with his tongue.
"Daddy," Logan started as Caleb carefully handed him the loving bundle.
"What?" He asked slowly - for some reason he felt like he was going to hate the next question.
"Can we be his family?"
"Wow," Spencer remarked, "You managed to go a whole two hours without looking at your phone."
"Do you not care about your daughter?" Hanna shot back as she replied to the latest message Caleb had sent her.
"Do you not trust your husband?"
"Ladies," Aria interrupted, "Let's keep it civil, please."
Hanna didn't respond and instead opened up her Pinterest App on her phone and began to scroll through for inspiration for the new nursery. She'd been mentally planning it for a few weeks, but found herself going back and forth on what she liked. "What are your thoughts on white for a nursery?" She asked, taking a screen shot of some bookends that caught her eye.
"I like it," Aria replied, "I think with it being our first, I kind of want to do the whole pink, it's a girl kind of nursery, but white with accents would be nice."
"Yeah," Hanna agreed, "At the moment I'm thinking white with pink bedding and cushions, but then gold accents and hardware and I want it to be like really calm and zen and a place where we can just be together and spend quiet time."
"Let me see," Spencer demanded, waiting for Hanna to pull up a picture of some of the things she'd liked.
"And me," Aria added, "Would you be annoyed if I got the same bedding?"
"No," Hanna shook her head, "But I thought you wanted pink pink? This is kind of subtle pink."
"Yeah but I don't want her to drown in it, I mean how many times have I worn pink pink?"
"You have plenty of time anyway," Emily interrupted, "It's not like you're gonna put her in there from day one."
"It's true," She conceded, handing Hanna her phone back.
"Aww, Toby just sent me the cutest picture of a puppy with Nori," Spencer changed the topic, showing the girls her phone.
"Do you think he's got a dog whilst you're away?" Hanna laughed.
"He knows I'd kill him."
"Literally," She agreed, "If Caleb surprised me with a puppy tomorrow he knows he'd be on the couch for a week and Bailey would be getting a brand spanking new sibling." Hanna didn't know how right she was.
"You got a dog."
"I guess so," Caleb agreed, watching as Logan showed George around the en suite to the nursery. They were so in love with him already and it kind of melted Caleb's heart, but he knew he was a dead man walking. A literal dead man walking.
"She's going to kill you," Toby said, "Your wife is going to kill you."
"Kind of why the nursery now has to be perfect," He cringed.
Toby looked around at the white walls and furniture in the middle. There was a lot to do. "We better get started," He raised his eyebrows, checking Eleanor was okay with Mila in the playpen Caleb had set up before moving to the crib. "Furniture first?" He asked.
"Yep," Caleb replied, moving to the other end before they began to move it towards the back wall. They tried to move all the furniture into place as quickly as possible, although it was a little tricky with children and a puppy to contend with. Amazingly, Mila settled down for her afternoon nap with little fuss, espsecially when George came and cuddled up next to her, his tiny body too small to be stopped by the railings of the playpen. And whilst Mila napped, Logan tried to help as much as possible, loving the fact that he was his Daddy's handyman and being a big boy.
"Daddy what does this say?" Logan asked as he held up some white curvasive lettering.
Caleb paused as he debated what to say, "That's your sister's name," He explained. He and Hanna hadn't exactly had the conversation around whether they were going to tell people the new baby's name but seeing as Logan was actually asking... "Her name's Everly," He added, taking the block from him and handing it to Toby who was halfway up a ladder and waiting to hang it on the wall above the crib. "Do you like it?"
Logan nodded, "It's pwetty."
Caleb grinned at him, bending down to kiss his forehead and pull him tight against him. "We think so."
"Do the girls know?" Toby asked.
"I'm gonna go with a no," Caleb shook his head, handing Toby two gold stars to put up on the wall alongside the name.
"Dude, I feel privileged," He joked, "Spence is gonna be so pissed that I knew before her."
Caleb grinned at him, "What are you guys thinking?"
"We haven't thought of anything. I mean Spencer likes quite traditional names but I dunno, I kind of want something that's a bit more out there."
"Yeah, Han pretty much came up with Everly all by herself but I love it. We're still deciding on a middle name but literally when she told me what she was thinking it just felt right."
"Have you decided on names?" Hanna said randomly as she relaxed with cucumber over her eyes.
"Maybe," Spencer replied as she lay near Hanna with her eyes shut. "Have you?"
"Yep."
"Are you going to tell us?" Aria asked.
"Nope."
"Hannaaa," Emily whined.
"What?" Hanna defended, "We want to keep it between us. We haven't even told Lo or Mimi yet."
"I like Harper at the moment," Spencer said.
"NO," Aria spat, "Sorry. No. No can do, that name is not available."
"And why the hell not?" Spencer demanded.
"Because," Aria tried pathetically, "It's just not okay."
"Aria," Hanna began knowingly. "Is that what you're calling her?"
"Ezra's going to kill me," She said in defeat. "It's after Harper Lee."
"Who?" Hanna asked confused. When she was thinking of names she liked, she just wanted something that was beautiful. What was with her friends and naming their kids after famous people?
"She wrote To Kill A Mockingbird," She explained, "It's kind of our book."
"Oh yeah," Hanna scoffed, "You have total dibs on that one."
"Han can you please tell us her name." Emily continued to whine. "I want to know. If it's Emily junior I need to be mentally prepared."
"I can't have another of my shortlist taken away," Spencer added, still feeling a little put out. She was seriously crushing on Harper at the moment.
"Okay," Hanna finally conceded, stroking her bump, "But if Caleb asks you don't know," She made them swear, "We want to call her Everly."
"Are you freaking kidding me?"
"You don't like it?" Hanna worried, "Don't tell me you don't like it."
"No," Spencer sighed, "I love it, as in it was on my list kind of love it," She muttered, sitting up and reaching for her phone. "May as well cross that one off too."
"Sorry," Hanna smiled slightly, "But she's our baby Ever. When Caleb talks to her at night, he keeps calling her it to see if she responds," She grinned, thinking about her husband and how adorable he was every night when they lay in bed together.
"Middle name?" Emily asked casually.
"Undecided," She replied, holding her hand on her bump as she felt her baby girl kick away. "I really like Liberty - kind of after New York but it's way too much of a mouthful."
"That's cute," Aria agreed, "Everly Liberty Rivers."
"Too long," Hanna sighed, "And then I was thinking what about something Christmassy because you know we conceived her at Christmas, but Noelle reminds me of Noel and then who wants to name their baby snow or something?"
Spencer began to laugh, "You have a point."
"Then I was thinking I want something short and sweet, so Alice came to mind and Everly Alice is super cute but then her initials would be E.A.R. and who wants to be called Ear by the playground bully?" She ranted, pulling her phone out. "Why am I doing all the thinking anyway?" She pouted, pulling her phone out. "I'm not exactly sure what he's done besides get lucky." Okay so that was a little harsh but here came her whacky emotions. He did so much for her, but she missed him like crazy and maybe by getting him to think about middle names she'd feel closer to him. She needs a middle name was all she said in her text. She knew he'd get the point.
"She needs a middle name," Caleb read aloud, rolling his eyes before throwing his phone down on the side. He'd spent the rest of his afternoon and evening cleaning up after a puppy and praying to the heavens that everything in the nursery was where it should be - there was no way he was thinking about a middle name for their unborn baby girl right now. "Time for bed," He whispered, moving round to the sofa where Logan and Mila were curled up with George across their laps.
"I want Mommy," Logan whimpered, rubbing his eyes. They were overtired and the excitement of the day had finally worn off leaving two cranky Rivers who needed their sleep.
"Shhh," Caleb hushed him, "Mommy will be back tomorrow."
"Mama," Mila began to cry, reaching for her blanket.
"Oh baby," He scooped her up into his arms and then sat down in her vacated spot on the couch, "I know I'm a poor substitute," He whispered, holding her close. "Shall we FaceTime Mommy and see if she picks up?" He suggested, reaching forward for the iPad that was on the coffee table.
He gently lifted George off Logan's lap and let him scamper off to get a drink of water just as Hanna picked up the call, "Hey," She greeted them all, smiling at the camera.
"Say hi to Mommy," Caleb whispered in Logan's ear, encouraging him as Hanna clearly asked somebody to turn the TV down.
"Mommy I miss you," Logan pouted, his bottom lip quivering.
"I miss you too," She frowned at him, wanting nothing more than to be there to hug her little boy close until he was all happy again.
Logan took a shaky breath, "I gots Daddy and Mimi, who do you got Mommy?" He asked her, curling into Caleb's side.
"I've got your baby sister keeping me company."
"Everly," Logan said quietly, letting Mila grip his hand.
"Babe," Hanna frowned, "How does he know her name? I thought we wanted to tell them together."
"I'm sorry," Caleb apologised - he didn't know how he was going to get out of this one without giving the nursery game away. "He saw something with her name on earlier."
"What have you bought with her name on?" She frowned even more. She hated that they were doing stuff without her.
"Han," He said gently, "You're supposed to be relaxing, not stressing about stuff and what we've done today." She sighed and he noticed her eyes starting to water, "Hey, don't get upset," He tried to soothe her, "We just saw something in town that we thought sissy would like."
"I wanna be doing this stuff with you," She tried to keep her emotions in check but she was seriously failing.
"You can, okay?" He hushed, "Tomorrow when you get back we can just spend all day together." She nodded and wiped her tears, "Okay, I gotta get these little ones to bed. Say bye to Mommy," He whispered as Mila and Logan waved.
He hung up and pressed a kiss against Logan's head as George came back over to join them, jumping at Caleb's legs. Logan leant over the edge of the sofa to pet him as Caleb processed the conversation that had just happened. "We gotta talk about keeping a secret."
Caleb woke up with a feeling of dread. Dread about the nursery. Dread about the puppy. Dread that today was his last day on earth when Hanna decided to murder him with her bare hands. He checked in on the nursery and moved a few things around before heading downstairs to make sure George hadn't caused any damage during the night. Like the patient pup he was already proving to be, he was there waiting in his cage for somebody to come and give him some loving. Caleb picked him up and took him outside, encouraging him to go do his business before holding him close as he took him upstairs.
He found Mila waking up for the day and picked her up with his spare arm to carry her back to his bed. It felt empty without Hanna, but his beautiful daughter managed to fill the void. Logan mooched in at some point, still tired and grumpy about not having Mommy around to make him his breakfast and cuddle in bed, but he settled eventually and was content to have George on his lap as they watched some morning cartoons.
Caleb wasn't quite sure how it happened, but soon all three of them were back in the land of nod with George all too happy to climb up onto Logan's shoulder and join them. Maybe it was the excitement of getting a puppy, maybe it was all the hard work they'd put in to finish the nursery, but the day before had clearly taken more out of them than he thought. They were all so conked out that Caleb didn't find himself waking up until a blonde angelic face was stood over him, stroking his cheek gently to rouse him from his slumber. "Han?" He mumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Hi," She had a slightly amused look on her face but leant down to give him a kiss. "Wanna tell me why there's a dog in my bed?" She asked, stroking Mila's back as she continued to nap on Caleb.
"Mommy," Logan called sleepily once he realised who was standing in front of them.
"Hi baby," She grinned at him, leaning over Caleb to give him a hug and a kiss as he reached out for her. "I missed you so much," She whispered, kissing his hair.
"Mommy, this is George," He said excitedly.
"George, huh?" She still looked bemused as the puppy climbed across Caleb and began to wag his tail excitedly at Hanna, standing on his hind legs to get her attention.
"He was so sad and he had no Mommy or Daddy and when he gived me kisses I said to Daddy can we be his family," Logan rushed out as Hanna picked up the golden puppy. "And he was so sad Mommy but then Daddy said we could keep him and I love him so much."
"He started talking about how everyone needs a Mom and a Dad," Caleb explained, sitting up and leaning against the pillows as Mila began to come round. He patted the spot next to him and encouraged Hanna to sit down, "It kind of hit home," He didn't need to elaborate as she placed the puppy on the bed and held his hands in her own.
"You've got a big heart," She whispered, leaning forward to give him a gentle kiss.
"Mama," Mila interrupted them, pushing them apart as she rushed at Hanna.
"Hi," She cooed and hugged her tightly, "Oh I missed your pretty face."
"Jorge!" She exclaimed, petting the puppy that was shoving his wet nose in between them to try and get in on the action. "Luh Jorge," Mila said, shrieking as he began to lick her cheek.
"You love him?" Hanna asked Mila, stroking her hair as she hugged the puppy. "I guess there's no way we can send him back now."
"I'm sorry," Caleb whispered, pressing a kiss against her forehead.
"It's fine," She sighed, "It means we got two of each now."
Caleb shook his head in disbelief as he let his hand run to Hanna's belly – his wife was far too understanding. "How was it?" He murmured, stroking her hair, "You don't look very happy."
"I missed you," She mumbled, looking down. "I dunno," She shrugged, "It was really nice and stuff but I just wanna be here with you guys."
Caleb kissed her gently on the lips, "Well," He smiled, "We've got something to show you," He murmured, holding her close as she leant against his chest.
"What is it?" She asked, standing and helping Mila and George off the bed.
"It's a surprise," He smiled, taking her hand and leading her down the hallway to one of their spare rooms. "You ready?" He asked, encouraging her to open up the door.
She nodded and gasped as he opened up the door, "Caleb," She whispered in awe, her hand coming to her mouth as she took in the room before her. Gone was the plain cream paint and boring curtains. Instead, all she saw was every single thing she'd ever wanted. "You did this?" She asked, wiping at her eyes as she felt the tears start to well.
"It's for Everly Mommy," Logan pointed out, hugging Hanna's side as she stood there in the middle.
"I know baby," She agreed, "And it's so so perfect. Did you help Daddy?"
He nodded proudly, "And George."
"George did too?" She looked at Caleb with a bemused smile.
"They're in love," He grinned at her, pulling her against his chest. "You do realise that now there's no going back with her name right?"
"I know," Hanna sighed contently as she felt Caleb's hands run under her t-shirt and they watched Logan and Mila show George all the new things in the nursery. "But I think it's perfect."
"It is perfect."
Hanna leant against him and squeezed his hands as her eyes took in and processed everything in front of her. "Mommy!" Logan called, breaking her from her reverie. "George is weeing."
"Caleb." She growled as he rushed over to try and save the situation.
Yep... he was still a dead man walking.
I hope it was worth the wait?! Who's excited for new PLL tonight?
I don't normally do this but it would mean so so much to me if I got to 400 reviews with this chapter. Special request allowed for anyone who is #400!
And do you all like her name? I kind of have an inkling of where I'm going with her middle name but open to suggestions. Please review babes x
