A/N: Hey guys, apologies if this and the next part don't live up to expectations, I've managed to get a bad enough sunburn that nerve endings are damaged so I'm in a hell of a lot of pain and it's making my head all fuggy -_- I've been re-watching the episode a lot to write this and the more I watch it the more convinced I am that it isn't Rollins voice it's Wren's. I'm British and Rollins British accent doesn't sound correct to me, and the voice on the phone in this episode has a more authentic accent and it just sounds like Wren on certain words. I'm SO convinced you guys!

Once Caleb had regained control of himself and calmed down, Hanna had suggested they head to the Radley. "You could probably use a drink…and it's 5pm somewhere right?" Caleb had numbly nodded and let her drag him. On the bright side, her fear of the outside had been pushed to the side thanks to her need to comfort Caleb and make him feel better. She had a mission and she wasn't going to let anything get in her way. On the down side…he was the one that was supposed to be doing this sort of thing for her. She wasn't supposed to be babying him…looking after him. Making him feel better. She'd been the one who'd been….been…tortured. But Caleb had just snapped….lost it. By the time they'd reached The Radley he'd come back to himself a little bit. Before they walked in he'd grabbed her arm to stop her.

"I'm sorry Han, I-" She'd smiled at him.

"It's okay" She'd said before dragging him inside and finding them a table. Hanna had then reached in to her ridiculously huge bag and pulled out a wad of paperwork. Caleb had stared at it, raising an eyebrow at her.

"It's my business plan for Lucas…I think…from his message…there might be uh….a couple things wrong with it" Hanna had said sheepishly. Caleb had laughed and rolled his eyes, holding his hand out.

"Here, let me see. What makes you think there's anything wrong with it?"

"I don't have a business degree Caleb" Hanna handed it to him. "I don't know anything about…..projected profits and..and…and numbers and…and….business" Hanna sighed. "Which is stupid because I'm trying to start my own"

"Han. It'll be fine. Call Lucas, find out what's wrong with it and then I'll help you fix it. It'll be the best damn business plan Lucas has ever seen" Caleb stated. Hanna beamed at him as he flipped through her business plan. Caleb winced as he came to a particular page.

"What? What is it?"

"Pie charts. He's gonna hate those. He has a thing about pie, the food and the charts….those are gonna have to go" Hanna sighed.

"But I liked the pie charts" Hanna said with disappointment.

"Sorry Han" Caleb said sympathetically. Caleb placed the plan down on the table. "How about I get the drinks in while you call Lucas? I think we're definitely going to need them" he mumbled the last part. Hanna nodded absent mindedly, flipping through her plan with one hand and dialling Lucas with the other. Caleb knew Hanna could do this, knew that Lucas knew it too. Hanna was intelligent, she just doubted herself sometimes and after everything she'd been through he couldn't blame her for being doubtful. Wary. But he knew that this was Hanna's chance, and he was going to make sure she succeeded. But then…it wasn't like Lucas was going to let her fail either.

Caleb joined the lengthy line at the bar and settled in to wait, watching Hanna as she talked animatedly with Lucas. He heard the odd word, fortune teller, boring numbers….pie chart. He had to smile. As soon as he saw them he knew Lucas was going to nix them. Bad pie related memories. Caleb sighed as the line slowly moved, who knew it would be so busy at this time of day, but then…was there really much else for the adults of Rosewood to do? Caleb could see Hanna furiously taking notes as she talked with Lucas. She looked adorable with her paperwork and the slight crease between her eyebrows as she thought. He had to smile at the obvious sass she was giving Lucas too, she was more like herself. Caleb soon found himself at the front of the line and in order to place their order he had to turn his back to Hanna. He didn't like doing it, it went against everything in him, but it would only be for a few minutes and there where plenty of people in the place…it should be fine.

Hanna had been worrying about Lucas's message. She had a feeling he hated her plan. She had no idea what she was doing, she'd never written a business plan before and really had no idea how, if it hadn't been for Lucas's guide she wouldn't even have gotten it done yet. Caleb had offered to help but he'd been so proud of her…she'd wanted to do it all by herself. Which was stupid. She dialled Lucas quickly before she could change her mind, feeling Caleb's eyes on her as she talked with him. He pretty much hated everything about it. She kept telling him she didn't have a business degree, that she didn't get this stuff, but Lucas insisted she could do it, kept saying he believed in her and….she wanted to believe him so badly. So she furiously scribbled down notes as he talked. He told her what to fix and how, and she prayed Caleb had more of a clue about this stuff than she did. She figured he did. He was Caleb. Otherwise she'd have to bug Mona to help her and Mona had other stuff to do that she needed to concentrate on. Hanna couldn't take her away from that and she knew Mona would drop everything to help her. She finished her latest round of notes, Lucas's voice droning on in her ear.

"Okay so what else didn't you like about the business plan?" Lucas started to list off different sections at speed, before Hanna cut him off. "Everything. Got it."

"Hanna don't sound so down about it, you actually did pretty good for your first attempt" Hanna sighed.

"You know this would be a lot easier if you where here"

"You don't need me Hanna, you have Caleb and Mona, they'll help you" And find out how stupid I am. She thought before shaking her head. She knew they wouldn't care. "Besides, I am here" Lucas laughed.

"In person" Hanna clarified.

"While I'm flattered and much as I miss you, I have things to take care of and I can't get away just now. But I know you can do this, with or without anyones help. You're smart, I know you are. I don't know why you think you can't do this"

"Because I have a degree in fashion not boring numbers that don't add up" Hanna tried to sound jokey to mask her panic...her doubt.

"Hanna….you can do this. Just…you need to stop doubting yourself so much. There's nothing you can't do, if you put your mind to it. Now-"

"I'm going, I'm going…but I'm getting Caleb to help me because this is…." Hanna had been going to say torture, but she couldn't bring herself to form the words. Lucas ploughed on before she could come up with a way to finish her sentence.

"And don't forget to-" Hanna rolled her eyes.

"I'll nix the pie charts. What is it with you and pie anyway?"

"That's a story for another time" Lucas said darkly. Hanna stopped herself from executing another eye roll.

"Whatever. I'll talk to you later"

"Bye, and good luck" Lucas laughed. Hanna smiled.

"Bye Lucas" she ended the call and placed her phone on the table next to her plan. She stared at it, placed her notes to the side and opened the binder to page one. Lucas and Caleb believed in her so much and she really had no idea why, but she didn't want to let either of them down. She sighed and was about to start to try fix her many, many mistakes when she heard a phone ring. She glanced to the side at her cell…but her phone screen was dark. Where is that coming from? She listened for a moment or two. It sounds close…almost like…..

Hanna froze for a moment. It was definitely coming from her purse…which meant someone was trying to call Rollins. Hanna swallowed. Caleb was still at the bar and she couldn't waste any time, she needed to answer the phone and find out who it was…maybe the others where right..maybe his partner did know…was helping them. Maybe she was being crazy. Hanna steeled herself and reached in to her bag, fishing around for the cell before pulling it out. She stared at it briefly. The phone giving nothing away. She swallowed and flipped open the phone, slowly bringing it to her ear. Before she could say anything a chillingly familiar voice echoed down the line.

"Next time you bury someone, make sure they're dead" Hanna stared at the table unable to respond. She managed to bring her hand away from her ear, and close the phone before letting it clatter to the table. She glanced around, but no-one was looking at her…no-one…he…he wasn't there. But he was somewhere. She hadn't killed him she….she…..he was still alive. She'd been right. She'd wanted to believe Spencer's reasoning so badly because she could feel relief…feel almost safe with him gone. But she'd known hadn't she. She'd had a feeling. She wasn't crazy. She wasn't being paranoid. She had known. She gripped the table, knuckles white from the pressure as she held on. He was still out there…..somewhere. He could be anywhere….she hadn't seen him…seen anyone looking in her direction but…that didn't mean he wasn't there. She…she'd hit him with her car and he knew it….knew it was her. He would be coming for her. She'd be back in that barn…in the cold…with the…the…the…the….

"Hanna? Hanna, what's wrong?" Hanna jumped, her thoughts shattering as she turned startled eyes up to Caleb. She realised her breathing had become ragged. She reached for one of the glasses he'd dumped on the table and downed it."Hanna talk to me, what's wrong?" Caleb crouched down to her eye level. She reached out and downed the other drink. "That was mine" Caleb said mildly. Hanna glanced around the Radley one more time, then started to shove everything on the table in to her bag. Phone. Notes. Plan. She could feel Caleb watching her but he stayed quiet. Once she had packed everything up she grabbed him by the hand and started to tow him out of there.

"We…I…I need to go home…I need to be back in the apartment. I can't be here. I can't be out here"

"Okay. Are you going to tell me why?" He asked gently.

"Rollins. He called me. He called…the…the..his…his phone. I had it in my bag. I forgot it was there. Mona..she…..she took everything off of it to go through and I…it was in my bag…I don't….I…I…I answered it…"

"Han?"

"He….he spoke. It was him..with his….his real voice. He said…he said….he's alive. He's alive. He's out there...out here somewhere. Watching me. He's here. It was him Caleb. It was. I was right. He's not dead…he knows what I did..he…he'll be coming after me…he…he…" Caleb grabbed Hanna by the arm gently and turned her to face him.

"I won't let him hurt you again Hanna okay. We're going back to the apartment. Mona hasn't left and she won't have let anyone in, plus with all of Lucas's security measures nobody's going to be getting in anyway. You'll be safe there okay, I promise" Hanna nodded, clutching on to his arm. The pair set off at a fast pace, heading back to Hanna's apartment. With is free hand, Caleb sent a text.

SOS: Meet me at Hanna's apartment NOW.

Hanna still hadn't calmed down by the time they reached the apartment. She rushed in to the apartment and stared around. "Can you…can you please…."

"I'll check, stay here with Mona" Caleb said, giving her a quick hug, before searching every inch of the apartment. He knew no-one would be able to get past Lucas's security and Mona…but he wanted to make Hanna feel safe. She needed to feel safe somewhere and this was the only place, it was the best option. He came back in to the main room to see Hanna pacing, lost in thought and chewing on her thumb.

"It's all clear Han" he said, she nodded but didn't look up. She kept staring at the floor as she paced.

"What the hell is going on?" Mona asked, looking between the two of them.

"Hanna got a-" Caleb went to answer but there was a knock at the door. Hanna tensed, letting out a quiet whimper of fear. Caleb's heart clenched.

"Go stand with Mona Han" Caleb figured he knew who it was, she'd been faster than he'd expected. He strode over to the door, and cautiously opened it, just because he thought he knew who it was...doesn't mean it couldn't be anyone else. He peered in to the hallway, and spotting the familiar face he hauled the door open and ushered her in, quickly closing and bolting the door behind her. He saw Hanna relax a fraction at the action.

"Spencer?" Hanna asked with relief.

"Caleb texted me, I was the only one who could come….what's going on?"

"That's what I just said" Mona chipped in. Hanna's mouth opened but she couldn't form the words so Caleb jumped in.

"Hanna had a call today. On Rollins burner phone"

"Dammit. Hanna why did you have it?!" Mona turned to her friend.

"You said you got everything off the chip….I just….I just wanted to try and help and I…." Mona opened her mouth to respond.

"It doesn't matter" Caleb interrupted, squeezing Hanna's hand that had found its way in to his. "She got a call. From Rollins"

"What?" Mona shrieked. Spencer narrowed her eyes.

"What did he say?"

"He said...he...he said..." Hanna swallowed. She looked at Caleb and he nodded at her encouragingly. She took a breath. "He said, 'next time you kill someone, make sure they're dead'. He was…he was using his real voice" Hanna said quietly. Clutching on to Caleb for support. He brought an arm around her, pulling her in to his side. "I was right…I was….I was right and he's out there. He's out there right now and he knows what I did and..and…and…"

"Shhhh" Caleb said, rubbing her back gently.

"I hate to do this Hanna but…..it might have sounded like him…but it might not have been him he..he looked pretty dead" Spencer said slowly and not without sympathy. Caleb figured she was trying to ease Hanna's panic as well as be logical about it all. She wasn't arguing with her just for the sake of it, but someone who had sounded like Rollins had called Hanna and freaked her out pretty bad. At this stage..he wasn't going to rule anything out.

"Spence, you guys thought Ali was dead and look how that turned out" Caleb said with a raised eyebrow. Spencer nodded, conceding the point.

"Back in the nineteen hundreds they used to bury people alive all the time, they used to find scratch marks inside coffins" Hanna blurted out, voice rising with hysteria. Caleb tightened his grip on her and turned to look at Mona.

"Did you let her on wikipedia?" he whispered with a glare.

"NO!" She hissed back. "She has a phone you know. With Wi-Fi" Mona and Caleb glared.

"Guys!" Spencer interrupted before turning to Hanna. "Han, wikipedia is not your friend okay?" Spencer smiled slightly, "I know you think it's Rollins, and I understand what you're saying but it could just as easily be Jenna or Mary or whoever using his voice to torment you" Spencer said gently. "They probably just want the burner phone back to protect themselves or something...there's got to be more to this, I just haven't figured it out yet, but it seems the more likely option."

"Probably. You keep saying probably and and more likely and could. That's not definitely Spencer. I'm the one who killed him. Me. You know what he did to me and that was before…before I…I…I…" Hanna couldn't finish the sentence.

"Gave him what he deserved" Mona said.

"Not helping" Caleb hissed. Mona pulled a face.

"I saw him…I saw his eyes and he…he…he saw mine. He knows it was me and he…he…he'll be after me…he'll…he'll…..the barn…the…." Hanna was choking on sobs Caleb turned from Mona to pull her in to his chest, holding her tightly as she started to cry.

"We won't let him hurt you Hanna" Mona said with cold certainty. Caleb looked at Spencer, who appeared to be struggling with what to say. She had a point. But so did Hanna and Hanna was convinced it was him. If it was…..

"Hanna I-" Spencer was cut off by the sound of a phone ringing. Hanna slowly lifted her head from Caleb's chest to stare in the direction of her bag.

"Is that….." Spencer trailed off. Mona started to frantically tap away at her keyboard.

"No...no it's him….it's him…" Hanna started to panic. Caleb rubbed her back soothingly, with no idea what to do. Either way Hanna was going to freak out, it was going to upset her. But it might show Spencer that Hanna was right. Or at least make her think…consider the possibility. Caleb made a decision.

"Answer it" He told Spencer, keeping a tight hold on Hanna. She nodded and grabbed Hanna's bag, rooting around for the phone before pulling it out. She snapped it open and placed it on the table, put it on speaker and they all leaned in close to listen. Caleb trying to soothe Hanna.

"First you turn her in. Then you leave her all alone. Stupid bitches" Caleb and Mona looked at each other. He raised an eyebrow. She nodded. So it was the voice she'd heard talking to Mary. It was definitely Rollins. The voice sounded vaguely familiar but he wasn't sure why. He looked at Spencer, an eyebrow raised in a silent question.

"I'm calling Ali….now" she said, grabbing for her phone and dialling. She put it on speaker.

"Spencer?"

"Ali, where are you?"

"I'm at home, why?"

"Ali you have to…you have to go the police now. They're still outside your house right?" Hanna wriggled out of Caleb's grip to grab Spencer's phone from her.

"Yeah they are….what's going on?"

"Rollins…he's…he's alive and he's coming..he's coming for you, he..he…he…"

"He's dead Hanna" Alison said calmly.

"No. He's not…he's alive…he…he….he crawled out of his damn grave and..and he's…" Hanna couldn't get the words out around her frantic breathing. Spencer grabbed the phone from her gently.

"It's Spencer again. Look Hanna might be right about Rollins, so make sure that cop doesn't leave your side. I'm on my way." Spencer ended the call and grabbed her things.

"Take Emily or Aria with you" Caleb said with concern.

"I can't, they're busy. I'll be fine. The cops are going to be there" Hanna started to protest.

"You can't go alone, you can't, you don't understand….I told you but you still don't understand what he's capable of if you did…if you did you would have believed me earlier." Hanna cried. Caleb tried his best to comfort her but it wasn't working. She was getting more and more worked up. "Ali needs me…she needs me I'm the only one who knows…she needs me….I have to…I have to…." Hanna broke free from Caleb and headed towards the door, Caleb trailing behind her. If she was going to go, he would to. There was no way Rollins or whoever was going to lay a hand on her. He could hear Spencer following them. Hanna came to an abrupt stop in front of the door, staring at it for a few moments. Chest heaving. She'd been making progress but after the phone call...Caleb wasn't sure if she'd be able to leave the apartment, even with him. Hanna reached out for the door and froze. She stood there, mouth working, hand shaking. She appeared to be trying to force herself to grab the door handle. Caleb watched her silent battle, worried for her and how out of control her emotions had become. He didn't know how to help her. Suddenly the silence was broken. "DAMMIT" she screamed and would have punched the door if Caleb hadn't grabbed her wrist to stop her from hurting herself. He wrapped his arms around her and started to murmur in her ear.

"It's okay Han…it's okay…."

"My friend is in..she's in danger and I can't…I can't even….I'm too scared to face him again to…to….to be near him and to...to.."

"It's okay Hanna. I'll go. I'll make sure she's okay" Spencer said reassuringly, squeezing her shoulder as she passed her, before hurrying out of the door.

"Spencer, no, you can't...you can't go alone...you...can't-"

Hanna broke down and all Caleb could do was stand there and hold her while she sobbed.