Alright Lovelies, another chapter. Sorry for the length. I'll try and shorten them from now on. Enjoy

"Thankfully this is the city that never sleeps." Jordan says. Hanna smirks as her naked arm rests against Jordan's naked chest. Her finger absentmindedly draws patterns on his chest as she thinks about her night after the club. Jordan and Hanna went to a café and had coffees. They went to another club, jazz this time. Jazz was nowhere near Hanna's normal, but the difference made Hanna forget, just for a moment, that one of her best friends had sex with her boy . . . correction ex-boyfriend. Like what the fuck Spencer? Hanna thought. Melissa's boyfriends no longer interest you so you go after my ex? Ok that was a totally messed up thing to say but right now Hanna didn't have a filter. She totally fucked up the best friend code. Hanna thought. The same code that Hanna used to not initiate any more contact between her and Wren. Hanna was interested. It was probably the accent with his good looks which is why Hanna is in bed, at this moment, with an attractive man . . . with an accent. Hanna knows why she had sex with Jordan. Hell Jordan probably knew why she had sex with him. Whatever the case Hanna knew this wasn't fair . . . to either of them. Jordan's finger grazes Hanna's spine.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Jordan says just like he did earlier in the night. Then again that isn't accurate is it? Hanna is pretty sure that the light somewhat streaming through the half drawn curtain was not the light of the city but day light.

"This wasn't fair to either of us." Hanna says as she rests her chin on Jordan's chest.

"Speak for yourself love, I quite enjoyed myself." Jordan says softly, moving Hanna's hair from her face. Hanna smiled. Jordan was definitely a great lay. One she desperately needed.

"I'm glad . . . but we both know this can't continue." Hanna says. Jordan smiles.

"How about this. Anytime we are on each other's coasts we call and meet up. Have coffee, breakfast, lunch or even dinner and catch up on whatever is going on in our lives since the last time we met." Jordan says. Hanna looks at Jordan for a while before answering.

"I think I like the sound of that Mr. Harris." Jordan kisses Hanna and after that shared kiss Hanna gets up and begins getting dressed. Hanna wasn't shy about her body. Caleb made it impossible for her to be shy. He loved having sex anytime of the day but his favorite time was morning. Every time Hanna tried to cover up he made sure he showed her how much he loved her body by kissing every, single, inch of it. And the things the guy could do with his tongue. Other than fantastic sex with Caleb, Hanna ate right. Hanna remembers a time when she didn't.

When you're best friends with the hot skinny popular girls, everybody in Rosewood wants, and you are the only fat girl in the group you listen to the leader when she tells you ways to stop binge eating. "Just purge it Han . . . Eat a lot then throw it all up. . . It tricks your body . . . You want Sean to like you right . . ." Ali's words still haunt Hanna even now and those words were the reason Hanna couldn't trust Alison. Mona helped her through it and other than Caleb the only person that knew about her eating disorder was Aria.

"How is it that you manage to look like you walked off the cover of a magazine instead of looking like . . ." Jordan didn't get to finish his thought before Hanna laughed and cut him off.

"Like I've just had sex? It's a gift that I've had since high school. See you around sweetie." Hanna says as she puts on her coat and grabs her clutch.

"I plan on that happening . . . very soon Ms. Marin." Jordan says. Hanna smiles before walking out of the hotel room, the door closing behind her. Silently . . . well as silent as Hanna can walk in heels on a marbled designed tiled and carpeted corridor, Hanna walks to the elevator. Ding. Hanna walks in and as the elevator descends Hanna finally looks at her cellphone. Missed calls and texts from her friends, her mom and . . . Caleb. Hanna texts her friends back first.

Give me a few days. I'll call you guys eventually. Just . . . right now . . . don't be at my apartment. Either of them.

-Hanna

Hanna debates for a while if she wants to listen to his voicemail. The elevator ascends again, Hanna forgetting to get off when the elevator reached the lobby.

"Damn it" Hanna says to herself as she listens to her voicemails until finally she hears his voice.

"Hey . . . . Don't be too hard on Spence. She can't get all the blame for what happened between us. Before you ask. Toby knows. I told him. He was hurt, like you probably are, but it was after we were done Han and it wasn't recent. It was good seeing you . . . . Bye" Hanna replayed Caleb's voice message three more times before deleting the message and finally getting off the damn elevator. Hanna decides against getting a cab. She can walk and the cold air will clear her head. Plus it's not a far walk from Jordan's hotel to her apartment. She told him as much last night. Actually, she was pretty sure she shared a lot of information with Jordan last night.

Hanna stops and gets a coffee before she reaches her apartment building. Neal opens the door. Hanna is going to miss Neal and she'll make sure she tips him accordingly before she leaves. Neal always watched out for Hanna and the few occasions, before Travis, when men followed her home Neal took care of them while a too drunk Hanna made it upstairs, alone. Neal was a God send.

"Ms. Marin"

"Neal . . . can you tell me if my friends are here."

"I believe all of them left Ms. Marin. About ten minutes before you arrived." Hanna smiles at Neal before nodding and walking to the elevators. Hanna gets on and arrives on her floor. She walks to her door, unlocks it and is thankful that it is empty minus the ton of boxes, suitcases, rugs, living room set, dining room set and bedroom set. Hanna closes the door, locks it and strips. She puts her outfit away and takes out leggings, a designer t-shirt with holes perfectly placed, and her black stack heeled booties. Hanna wore simple jewelry instead of the thick and bold pieces she was wearing now.

"Last time taking a shower in this bathroom. I might as well enjoy it." Hanna says as she does just that.

Hanna puts her hair in a ponytail after getting dressed and continued listening to music as she packed the last few things. *Knock *Knock. Hanna looks at the door and stops labeling as she gets up. The movers aren't supposed to be here yet. They have until another hour. Maybe they had a change in time. Hanna's boots echo in the apartment as she walks to open the door. Hanna's surprise is evident in her eyes. She looks into the eyes of someone she was not expecting to see.

"Hey" Caleb says with his hands in his pockets.

"How do you know where I live?" Hanna asks skeptically. After all this time Caleb shows up at her apartment. Literally a few hours before she gives her key back to the owner. Hanna thinks of the amount of times she wished Caleb would come back and once that year was up in their apartment she truly knew her relationship was over. That realization hit her hard.

"Spence told me." Caleb says. Hanna looks at Caleb oddly. Spence told him. Hanna says to herself as she continues to look at Caleb and the outfit that was so him. Caleb wore a grey beanie, a white and black t-shirt, jeans and his black chucks. That grey beanie makes Hanna reminisce about the time she hid his hat, in sudsy water, from her mom their junior year. She remembered that time well. Caleb living with her secretly and no one knowing except for her best friends and of course Mona.

"Sorry . . . come in." Hanna says as she moves to let Caleb in. The way Caleb smelled was nothing like Jordan. Jordan's smell was delectable. Caleb's smell was intoxicating and he still wears the cologne I found for him, Hanna thinks to herself as Caleb walks past her.

"You still wear it." Hanna says.

"Wear what?" Caleb says as his eyes look around the apartment before his eyes lock on Hanna again.

"The same cologne." Hanna says. Caleb smirks.

"Did you really think I would stop wearing it Han? It's the only cologne that works." Silence occurs between them before Hanna breaks it and closes the door.

"Why are you here Caleb?" Hanna was curious . . . very curious. She hadn't seen him in five years prior to last night and now she has seen him twice in the course of twelve hours.

"I was checking up on you" Caleb says. Hanna tilts her head as her eyes narrow.

"After five years you check up on me now Caleb?" Hanna says. "I'm fine Caleb. Nothing to worry about here."

"Han . . . cut the crap. You just found out that your best friend and I had sex. You aren't fine." Caleb says. Hanna crosses her arms in front of her chest. Caleb knew that stance. Hanna did that every time she felt she had to protect herself. She did the same thing when she found out one of her closest friends, Mona, was A.

"When you came back from Spain, after spending that time with Spencer . . . did you."

"I didn't have sex with Spencer in Spain Han." Caleb says. Hanna shakes her head.

"Let me finish Caleb. Did you start to have feelings for her? Is that why you were acting so weird when you came back?" Hanna asks. Caleb thinks about that for a minute. All that he and Spencer experienced together in Spain drew them closer. Was he attracted to her then? He was. If he wasn't still with Hanna and didn't love her more than his next breath he knows he would have been intimate with Spencer.

"Yes . . . I think it did start then. That is probably why it was easier for something more to develop." Caleb says. Hanna's eyes close as she nods. Her arms drop from in front of her chest as she goes back to labeling. Hanna looks at her phone. Another forty minutes before the moving company comes "Where are you moving?" Caleb asks.

"Spencer didn't tell you? You guys have shared so much already I'm surprised she didn't share that too." Hanna says rudely. It was totally unnecessary to say but Hanna didn't care. She was hurt.

"So this is how you're going to be about this? I expected a more mature response from you Hanna." Caleb says. Hanna's eyes narrow as she covers the marker, stands and looks at Caleb.

"Maturity has nothing to do with how I'm feeling Caleb. I get why you fell for Spencer. Why wouldn't you. She's amazing and beautiful frankly she's a great fucking catch and most guys fall for her easily. I didn't expect you to be any different . . . then again I guess I did Caleb. I guess I felt that out of all the people you may have sex with, once our relationship ended, I never thought it would be my best friend or rather I hoped it wouldn't. Then to have everyone know about it and none of them say anything . . . you can't imagine how that feels." Hanna says. Her eyes filling with moisture as she looks up so her tears won't fall. Her damn insecurities! That was the one thing that fazed her. Caleb was hers. He didn't want any of her friends and he wasn't using her to get to them. Caleb just wanted her and in her eyes that made her feel beautiful and loved. Hanna gets why Caleb and Spencer had sex. They are similar in thought. Spencer is brilliant and so is Caleb so for him brains and good looks is a turn on. Hanna turns her back to him so she can calm herself down. She won't cry in front of him. No way in hell she will show her vulnerability.

"I'm sorry Hanna" Caleb says. He knew he fucked up. He didn't regret any time spent with Spencer but he didn't think about how Hanna would feel. If he was honest he didn't care. Now . . . now he cares. Seeing her, smelling her, thinking about all the time they spent together . . . right now he cares that he was in a relationship with Spencer. Why, because Hanna may not be able to look past it and it's in her eyes. She sees him differently now. He sees something else in her eyes but he isn't bold enough to address it.

"For what Caleb. We weren't together so you had every right to do whatever you wished with whoever you wished. I shouldn't have been in your thoughts at all. I'll get over it and talk to Spencer and the girls again don't worry." Hanna says as she tapes up the remaining boxes.

"Why are you leaving New York? I thought you would be here forever." Caleb asks trying to keep Hanna talking. Finding reasons for him to be around her. He was already supposed to be in D.C. but he couldn't get himself to leave.

"Because it's time Caleb. I don't have anything holding me here anymore so I don't need to stay." Hanna says throwing the packing tape in a crate and sitting on the couch. Her head rests on the back of the couch as she closes her eyes. Caleb just watches her. It's hard for him not to stare at her. Caleb felt that everything Hanna did was seductive and she had no idea how beautiful she truly is.

"What happened to Sybil?" Hanna laughs and opens her eyes as she turns her head to look at Caleb.

"Caleb we both know you don't care about Sybil so ask what you want to ask. It's unlike you to not be direct." Hanna says.

"Did the girls find you last night? I told them some places you could have gone." Hanna looks at him for a few moments. Does he really think she would still go to the exact same places? She is a creature of habit but every time she went to those places she thought of Caleb so she had to find new places to clear her head. However the coffee shop, Hanna remained a true patron.

"You mean the places I went every time we got into a fight or I needed to clear my head?" Hanna asks as Caleb walks towards her. He leans against the column closest to the couch.

"Yea . . . do you still go to any of them?" Caleb asks. Curiosity killing him. Caleb was also aware of how close he was getting to Hanna and how her eyes watched his every move.

"Yes, one of them." Hanna says as she watches Caleb walk to stand in front of her.

"Let me guess, the coffee shop." Caleb says amused as he sits beside her. Hanna nods, standing to get away from his proximity. His closeness is making her lose her mind. Too many memories of them together against things and on things. Like that couch Caleb was now sitting on.

"Yea the coffee shop."

"Where did you go next?" Caleb asked. He needed to stay close. It was like he was drawn to her. He promised Miranda he would be on the next flight back to Reagan International this afternoon but he had to see Hanna. Just one more time to make sure she was alright. Or rather that is what Caleb told himself. Hanna looks at Caleb.

"Do you seriously want to know where I went after the coffee shop Caleb or are you just prolonging our communication." Hanna says. Caleb's eyes narrowed as he looked at her. She wouldn't. She's not a one night stand kind of girl.

"No. I want to know Hanna. See how much you've changed." Caleb says as he gets up.

"We went to a jazz club and then we went back to his hotel room, we had sex and then I came home." Hanna says as her arms cross in front of her chest. Caleb's jaw clenches and his eyes narrow as he looks at her . . . for a long time. He walks toward her quickly as her back hits the island of the kitchen and Caleb presses against her. Hanna's breath catches as she looks up at Caleb from under her lashes.

"Why are you here Caleb?" Hanna asks as she moves her arms from in front of her chest which only brings Caleb closer.

"I needed to see you." Caleb says softly as he holds the side of her neck. Hanna's bottom lip goes between her teeth as she feels chills run up and down her spine. Those chills had nothing to do with the slight chill in the air. Those chills had everything to do with Caleb Rivers and his close proximity to Hanna Marin.

"Now you've seen me. Now what are you going to do?" Hanna asks breathlessly.

"Something that your eyes are telling me to do and I'm not going to ask you permission Han." Caleb says as his lips find Hanna's. That kiss alone was underwear melting. Caleb picking Hanna up by her butt and sitting her on the kitchen island was clothes disintegrating. The passion in that one kiss told Caleb he made a mistake a long time ago and his mistakes are coming back to bite him in the ass. Hanna arches into Caleb as her arms circle his neck. Hanna's fingers push off Caleb's beanie before her fingers go under his hair at the nape of his neck. Caleb's arms tighten around Hanna bringing her groin closer to his. Hanna's scent and her moan were intoxicating. Caleb isn't a cheater. He applauds himself for not cheating on any of his girlfriend's. But this was different. It's like he couldn't be without Hanna. It was as though he had no idea what he was missing until he saw her again. He missed them. The reasons why he left no longer made sense. He needed to be with her, inside her, anywhere Hanna was. *Knock *Knock

Caleb's lips move from Hanna's as they look at each other. Their hearts race as their eyes search the others for something that could explain what just happened. *Knock *Knock. Hanna slides off the island and pushes Caleb back slightly. Hanna knew her lips were swollen. They had to be just as swollen as Caleb's.

"I have to go Han . . . I have a flight to catch." Caleb walks out without looking back at Hanna or the memories that were like a cloud forming around them. Hanna doesn't say anything as Caleb walks out the door startling the movers.

"Uh are you Ms. Marin?" The man with the clipboard asks Hanna.

"I am . . . please, come in." Hanna says. Hanna listens and nods when she is supposed to but her mind isn't there or rather it was just not on this move. Hanna reads over the details and checks off the address. They start moving the furniture out and Hanna tries to be out of there way as much as possible.

"Ma'am . . . can you move your hat?"

"My hat?" Hanna looks at the grey piece of cloth the mover pointed towards. Hanna picks up Caleb's beanie. If anyone knew how particular Caleb was about his beanies it was Hanna. Hanna also knew that he never got more of one thing so this gray beanie was the only one of its kind. "Damn, guess I have to return this now." Hanna says as she puts the hat in her bag. Another meeting with Caleb. Hanna wasn't sure she wanted that but obviously, especially now, contact couldn't be avoided.