A/N: Sorry I'm so late guys! I was trying to get another fic finished for PLL, but I didn't manage it, and then I was on set ALL day for like a ridiculous amount of time and I was too exhausted to write when I got back. I've been struggling to write the past week after some nasty comments on another fic making me second guess every single thing I write, and then the other PLL fic I'm doing has been a bit of a struggle on and off! This hasn't been edited, this is exactly as I wrote it, it's kind of filler, and it's not the best chapter ever, but I figured you guys would rather I update with SOMETHING considering how late I am, than not update at all so I hope you'll forgive me!

Once this is done, I'm gonna do the two promised one-shots, finish the other fic and then work on some other one-shots around this! :) Also halebtyshleylover, I followed you on Twitter on my personal account for now :)

Once Hanna had emptied her stomach again, with Caleb holding her hair back and soothingly rubbing her back, Caleb had decided to take her home. Aria had been gone when they'd emerged, Alison and Emily the only two left so Hanna had quickly said bye to Emily and Spencer, not even looking at Alison before leaving with Mona in tow. Caleb had briefly wondered if he'd have to hold Mona back once he'd seen the look she'd shot at Alison, but she'd followed after Hanna without a fuss.

It hadn't taken long to get back to the apartment but the silence was worrying. Hanna hadn't said a word the entire ride. Mona had tried to draw her in to conversation but failed. Hanna hadn't even said anything on their way up to the apartment, she just kept looking around..but not really seeing. As soon as they'd entered the apartment Mona had made a beeline for the table and her laptop and various other gadgets, immediately starting to tap away at the keys furiously. Caleb had no idea what she was up to and for the moment he didn't care. He was too focused on Hanna. Besides, whatever it was, he figured Mona was trying to help Hanna the only way she knew how. He knew she wasn't doing this for any of the others. Hanna had mumbled a goodnight to Mona and then disappeared in to the bedroom without a backward glance. Mona and Caleb exchanged glances.

"I'm gonna…make sure she's okay. As okay as she can be anyway" he said quietly. Mona nodded. "Couch is all yours just…don't stay up too late okay?" Mona raised an eyebrow.

"Is that concern?"

"Look we need you to be on top form, so just…try and get some sleep" Mona nodded and turned back to what she was doing, dismissing him. Caleb walked towards the bedroom, pausing briefly outside the door he took a breath and then walked in. Hanna was sitting in her pyjamas staring at the wall.

"Hanna?" he said gently. She turned her head to look at him slowly. A good sign.

"I can't stop thinking about….everything. The barn. Hitting Rollins…..him staring at me with blood everywhere, just….right in front of me. I don't even remember burying him that clearly. But I did do it. So did Spencer and Aria and Emily. We all buried him but…..someone knows what we did and…it's him. It has to be him."

"Hanna, it can't be. He's dead. You all saw. You all buried him. There's no way he got up and dug his way out"

"No? Alison did it. She was pulled out but it's similar" Hanna mumbled, fiddling with her hands.

"No. It's not. She got hit over the head, he got hit with a car and went through a windscreen" Caleb saw Hanna flinch. He hadn't meant to upset her, but she had to understand…that wasn't something you'd just walk away from. Or you know…dig yourself out of the ground and then walk away from. "He's gone Hanna. He's not coming back. He's not going to hurt you again. It could be anyone….AD, Jenna….Sarah…he had a partner, we just need to figure out who it is."

"That doesn't make me feel better Caleb" Hanna shook her head.

"I know and I wish I could say the right thing, but there is no right thing to say Hanna" Hanna nodded.

"I just….something feels off and this wouldn't be the first time something weird happened and….and….he knows it was me that hit him, he saw me…he….we stared in to each others eyes Caleb, I don't think….I think…it might have…taken him a few seconds or minutes to die or...or...or...pass out or..whatever happened...because when he came through that windshield and he…he was staring right at me and he…he could see me. Really see me." Caleb walked over to the bed and sat down behind her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her back against his chest.

"I wish I could take that memory from you" He murmured."I really don't think it's him Hanna. It would be impossible, you said it yourself it took him a while to...die" he said gently.

"I said 'or whatever'...too many strange things have happened Caleb...it...I...maybe he didn't die..maybe he...he...played dead I don't know but...I thought he died...but...but what if he didn't? I can't...I can't rule it out...I can't..." Caleb stroked her hair soothingly.

"Shhhh Han, it's okay, he's gone" Hanna was shaking her head. She wouldn't be placated. She wouldn't believe he was gone he wasn't sure if it was paranoia from everything that had happened or if it was something deeper. Caleb thought about it. It wouldn't be the first time someone came back from the dead and the dude had a thing for masks…but surely if it had been someone wearing a Rollins mask…the girls would have noticed? But then it was dark…and no-one wants to stare at a dead body. On the other hand Hanna hadn't been able to look away apparently….she would have noticed. Wouldn't she? Caleb wasn't so sure it was Rollins, he was pretty sure the guy was dead, he had to be, nobody could act like that, but Hanna…for whatever reason was convinced, she wasn't entirely making sense...but she was convinced and wouldn't be swayed otherwise. Caleb sighed. "You really think it's Rollins?"

"I don't know how….but….it has to be. It has to be him. I just…it feels like him and cameras saw him and..and…" Caleb decided to cut her off before she could upset herself further.

"Okay. Okay. If that's what you think…believe. Then I believe it too" Caleb said. Hanna turned to look at him.

"I'm not crazy….I know I sound crazy but…I'm not. So you don't have to agree with me to placate the crazy person." Hanna let out a yawn.

"I know you're not and I never said you where. To be fair…people in this town don't really seem to stay dead" Caleb wanted to kick himself after saying it. Not helping Caleb. "Look. Whether it is Rollins or not…you think it could be him…and I'm on your side. You need me to be on your side. So I am." Caleb figured he'd be the only one on her side, and she needed that. She needed to have at least one person believe her otherwise she would think she really was crazy. She needed support right now and while the chances where slim..he supposed it wasn't out of the realm of possibility.

"There could be grounds for it to be him, I'll admit. But either way….whether it's him or not, we'll figure it out and we'll deal with it okay? I won't let him get to you…I won't let him hurt you again okay? I promise" Caleb murmured, stroking her hair. Hanna nodded, he looked down and saw she was struggling to stay awake now that he'd managed to calm her down a little. Would it be arrogant to assume it was his presence that had allowed her to relax? Probably.

"I love you" he heard her mumble before she fell dead asleep in his arms. He chuckled.

"I love you too Han" he murmured back, kissing her head and carefully manoeuvring them both to a comfortable position. Hanna was fast asleep but it took Caleb hours to fall asleep. Hours running over every single detail of everything that had happened since Hanna's kidnap. The more he thought…the more he wondered if Hanna was right. He spent hours debating with himself, making arguments for and against, playing devil's advocate. He'd need to be prepared tomorrow because he was fairly certain the other girls wouldn't agree and he needed to be in Hanna's corner, he didn't want the others arguing with her and distressing her. The entire time, Hanna slept peacefully in his arms, her face buried in his chest, only moving to shift closer to him. It was nearly dawn before Caleb finally managed to drift off. It wasn't a peaceful sleep, but he didn't care as long as Hanna was getting some much needed rest.

The next morning Caleb jolted awake. He wasn't sure what had woken him up, but when he rolled over he realised. Hanna was gone. His eyes scanned the room. She's definitely not here."Hanna?" Caleb called. But he got no response. He immediately tried to push down the rising panic. You're being ridiculous. She had to be here….she wouldn't go out alone….Mona. Mona's here. She could be with Mona. Caleb rolled out of bed and tried to calmly walk to the bedroom door. He yanked it open and strode out in to the main living space. Mona was tapping away at her computer, looking like she'd never even moved...except for the fact she was wearing a fresh shirt.

"Mona…where's Hanna?" Caleb asked, trying to conceal the panic in his voice and failing miserably. Mona looked up, raised an eyebrow and pointed at the bathroom. Caleb rushed over, his hand on the door knob before he finally heard the sounds of the shower running. He forced himself to remove his hand and walk away a few steps. He didn't think Hanna would appreciate him barging in on in her in the shower right now. They weren't...together...or even in the right place for that. She was still...vulnerable. No-one would have gotten past Mona…and Hanna wouldn't have left without he or Mona, much as she might want to try, after last time..he didn't think she would manage it. Yet. So it was fine. She was in the shower. He'd panicked prematurely. He blamed it on lack of sleep, and everything that had happened, he just..after all the thinking he'd been doing...after hearing what Hanna said...he'd panicked a little to find her gone. Since she'd gotten back, she'd always been there when he woke up...except for the time she was out running down Rollins...but that was a one off...and exactly why she wouldn't go rushing out without you. I hope. He figured he was allowed to be a little bit over protective. Caleb shook his head and walked back over to Mona who had resumed typing without comment.

"Have you been up all night?" he asked casually.

"No. I slept" She said, never taking her eyes of her screen.

"For how long? An hour?" Caleb eyed the couch, the suspiciously untouched looking touch.

"Unlike you, I know how to make a bed…even if it is a couch" Mona snarked. Caleb ignored the snark and focused back on the girl.

"Did you find anything?" he asked.

"I'm still looking. I'll let you know as soon as I find anything. But…it's tricky" Caleb nodded. "Did you uh…did you hear anything last night?" Mona looked up and wrinkled her nose.

"I hope you're not trying to ask me if I heard you two having-"

"NO! No. God Mona. No" Caleb shook his head. Mona raised an eyebrow. "Not that I don't want to…you know…with Hanna…but….now's not really the time and….no."

"Well well well….look at you all flustered" she smirked and Caleb scowled. "I'm glad to hear it. Things wouldn't go well for you if-"

"Hold the threats Mona. I get it. But no. I was asking if you'd heard any of our conversation?"

"No…" Mona's brows creased. Caleb looked towards the bathroom door to check Hanna was still occupied, then turned back to Mona, leaning down close.

"Hanna thinks that…Rollins is still alive….I spent most of the night turning it over. I'm ready to back her up but I'm still not convinced"

"He looked pretty dead to me" Mona said bluntly.

"But…did you get a good look?" Mona thought for a few moments.

"No not really. It was dark. I wasn't close enough to really…..study him" She wrinkled her nose in disgust at the thought.

"The thing is…Hanna thinks he's the only one who could know. I'm not so sure, there are plenty of candidates, he seems the most unlikely. I'm fairly sure she killed him…." Mona nodded.

"There was a hole in the windshield, blood everywhere…he was just lying there. There's no way…." Mona trailed off.

"But last night….I did some thinking. I'm on Hanna's side, but.." Caleb sighed, running a hand through his hair. "She thinks it's Rollins so I'll back her up because she needs someone to. But the other girls…Spencer…"

"They'll argue it. Take some convincing" Caleb nodded.

"Exactly. I don't...I don't want them making her think she's crazy. That she's..." Mona nodded. "I've run through multiple options in my head. It's someone else. Maybe he really wasn't dead. Maybe he just….."

"Crawled out of his own grave like some sort of….zombie?" Mona said with a raised eyebrow.

"It wouldn't be the first time" Caleb flashed back to what had Hanna had said about Alison. "Or maybe….maybe it wasn't Rollins. Maybe it was someone he was working with wearing a mask" Mona thought about it.

"It could be but….they buried him. Surely one of them would have seen?"

"That's what I thought. But it was dark….Hanna..she was staring at him but I'm not sure she was really seeing" Caleb said quietly. Mona nodded thoughtfully. "I just…I wondered what your input was" Caleb said, waiting for the snark. Mona looked like she was going to deliver but then thought better of it.

"You make some valid points but it's just…too uncertain. My money would lie on someone else…whoever else he was working with, but I just…I can't be sure" Mona said with a frown. She thought some more. "I'll keep working on the burner phone….see if I can dig anything up…but I'm not so sure we need to worry" she said decisively, coming to a decision. Caleb nodded.

"Thanks Mona" as he spoke, the door to the bathroom opened to reveal a fully dressed Hanna, towel drying her hair. Caleb felt a stab of relief to see her standing there. He'd been kind of ridiculous earlier but…he couldn't help it.

"Morning" She said to him brightly. He smiled at her.

"Good morning" She smiled back at him. Mona made a pitiful noise of disgust and Caleb rolled his eyes, knowing Mona had a reached the stage where she did it because it was expected of her and not because it reflected on how she felt. Caleb turned his attention back to Hanna, who was watching him, a slight smile on her face.

"What?"

"Nothing" she flushed. Caleb raised an eyebrow. Before he could question her further, a cellphone started to ring. Hanna whipped around and rushed over to answer it, clearly glad to get away from the conversation he'd been trying to start. Interesting. Judging by her relaxed stance as she answered and started to talk, Caleb figured it was one of the girls and it was safe for him to grab a shower and make himself presentable.

When he emerged from the bathroom, showered, dressed and ready for the day, Hanna was just wrapping up her call. Her entire stance had changed. She looked nervous…on edge. He shot a questioning look at Mona, who shrugged, tapping her ear to indicate she couldn't hear the conversation. Caleb turned to Hanna as she approached them.

"That was Spencer. Everyone's meeting at the Brew"

"Okay…." Caleb said slowly.

"We need to…we need to talk about the whole 'somebody knows thing'" Hanna said trying to play it off.

"You don't have to go" Caleb and Mona said at the same time, then looked at each other. Mona carried on. "I can go for you…take notes." Mona offered kindly. Hanna shook her head.

"You're needed here…doing…..whatever you're doing." Hanna forced a smile, "We need you to focus on that. Besides. I can't hide in here forever. Someone…someone knows…and…and I should go and talk to the others…tell them..tell them what I think" Hanna didn't sound too sure. Caleb looked at her with concern.

"You don't have to Hanna. They're your friends. They'll understand."

"If they really understood they'd suggest coming here" Mona muttered.

"They can't…they…we need to be seen out in the open as much as possible. It'll look suspicious if we hide away" Hanna pointed out and Mona had to concede the point. "I need…..I need to go and meet them. I have to."

"Last time you had to go and meet them you-"

"Mona" Caleb said her name warningly.

"What? It's true. It's their fault Hanna was even out there in the first-"

"Now is not the time Mona" Caleb cut her off. She had a point. But it was useless pointing the finger of blame at this stage. What's done is done. We just need to make sure Hanna makes it through this.

"Please don't argue, I'm going to be late. Just….I said I'd go. I just….I can't...I'm still not too good with...with..." Hanna cut off, struggling for words, "I don't want to go alone. I...I...I can't" Hanna said quietly, she turned to Caleb. "Will you...will you please come with me?"

"Of course Han" Caleb said sincerely. She nodded looking distracted. "But you might want to dry your hair properly first…" he teased. Hanna's hand shot to her damp hair, feeling around. A few moments later, she started to laugh. Mona and Caleb looked at her with concern and she waved her hand at them as she shook her head.

"I'm fine..I'm fine. I just...I shouldn't…after everything I shouldn't care what my hair looks like, it's so..pathetic and mundane but….oh my God…for a second there, that was the biggest thing I had to worry about…narrowly escaping going out in public with crazy hair. It was a few seconds but..." Caleb and Mona smiled.

"There's Hanna" Mona muttered to Caleb. He nodded, watching Hanna hurrying to the bedroom to grab her hairdryer. I don't know how, but I'm gonna make sure that all you have to worry about is your hair and your clothes and whatever you've cooked up with Lucas. No more Rollins. No more AD. No more A anything. Caleb vowed.