A/N: I was going to merge this in to a really long chapter but this kinda seemed to have the perfect ending so oh well! But beware...the next chapter aka the final chapter is going to be super long! Unless I end up adding a tonne of stuff when I edit it and I wind up with enough for an extra chapter! We'll see. I'm hoping you guys won't mind a super long chapter if I have to!

"Thank you again Mona. Are you sure you're able to handle…"

"Don't worry. I got my end covered"

Hanna sighed, looking out the car window. Mona had smirked, and made her run through the explanation one more time. The three of them had concocted it and it had worked. Hanna wasn't sure how she felt about that, considering it meant her ability to lie must be off the charts. The cops had bought it…her friends had bought it. As much as she hated lying to them it was necessary. She didn't want them involved in this. She wanted to keep them safe. Mona had left to go and deal with Jenna and she and Caleb had headed back to Rosewood. Hanna had delivered a masterful performance to the cops and her friends and she and Caleb where now on their way back to the apartment, being tailed by a cop. Hanna's new guard. She couldn't believe they where going back to the apartment. They hadn't anticipated having a cop tailing them, it meant they couldn't exactly go back to the motel room. Obviously. Hanna didn't like it. She didn't like leaving Noel in that room alone. What if he finally woke up? What if he got free? She needed to work out how to get back there as soon as possible. Which was going to be hard, because Caleb was more than happy to take a break, from Noel-sitting. He was content to wait it out until the test results came in, and leave Noel without a chaperone. Hanna was not. She felt uneasy having him out of her sight. Where he could do God knows what. She wanted to get back there, wanted to make sure she was there when he woke up so she could get him to confess, so he finally wouldn't be able to wriggle out of anything. But she'd never be able to shake Caleb, and she didn't really want to...she wanted him with her but...she also wanted to go back to the motel. She sighed as they pulled up outside the apartment. As they where getting out of the car, her phone rang. Mom. I totally forgot to call her…..

Caleb trailed Hanna inside the apartment, thanking the cop quickly before returning to listening to her reassuring her mom that she was fine, it was all a misunderstanding. Go to your conference. He'd been watching her the entire ride up to the apartment in the elevator. A trip she'd made without a second thought. Without any kind of reaction. He knew she'd been recovering...to an extent. But he'd thought the elevator would still bother her. Something was up. She was planning something. And he was fairly certain he knew what it was. She wants to go back to the motel room. He wasn't going to let that happen. They had a few hours until Noel was their problem again. A few hours to just….relax. To be together. Try to get some sleep maybe. To just not be mixed up in this giant mess they'd created. He came up behind her as she finished talking to her mom. "She calm down?" He asked levelly.

"Yeah, she's gonna stay there" Hanna said offhandedly. Caleb wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing his head down to rest on her shoulder.

"Are you okay? You've been acting kinda off" Caleb asked quietly.

"Yeah" Hanna said, he felt her stiffen. Why do I always have to be right.

"Are you sure?" He asked calmly.

"Yeah. I'm fine. We came back, we told the girls what happened…or our version of it and now we're back here. Yay apartment!" Hanna said with fake cheer.

"I know. I was there Han"

"Then why do you keep asking me if I'm okay?" Hanna asked, starting to get annoyed. She twisted around in his arms to face him. Caleb frowned.

"Oh I don't know. I guess I'm just waiting for an answer that I believe. You've been acting strange ever since we got back. You rode in the elevator without even thinking about it"

"I'm okay. Sorry that I don't need to hold your hand anymore Caleb" she snapped back. He snorted.

"Sorry, but I don't buy that" he said, shaking his head. Hanna let out a sound of frustration. She didn't want to argue with Caleb, but she hated it when he knew what was going on with her…when she didn't want him to know. She knew that he knew something was up, and after the last time he'd left her and she'd come back with a bludgeoned Noel Khan, he wasn't going to leave her alone for a minute. Not when he had to have some inkling that she wanted to get back to that motel room and get that confession. Caleb might want to spend just one night in the apartment forgetting everything, but she didn't. She needed to get that confession. She needed to. So she'd have to push Caleb away, make him mad enough to leave. Then she could sneak out and go back to the motel. Otherwise she wouldn't be able to go to the bathroom without Caleb acting all prison guard. A very loveable and hot prison guard..but still.

"Seriously." Hanna threw her arms up in frustration. "You know what Caleb, you can go. I don't need you here and you're bugging me and you have been for days. You're suffocating me and I need some space. There's a cop right outside my door and he's not moving, unfortunately" Hanna said as she tried to walk casually over to the fridge so he couldn't see the look on her face as she lied to him. Said such awful things to him when all he'd done was be there for her. Helped her.

"Well neither am I. Seriously" He said, she turned to see him folding his arms. Dammit Caleb why do you have to be so perfect.

"What are you talking about?" she asked archly.

"Hanna, the last time I left you alone in a room, you kidnapped Noel Khan. The time before that, you freaked out because you thought I wasn't coming back. That I'd left you again and I promised you that I would never do such a thing. The time before that, AD took you. He, she it, whatever, took you from me and for a few moments there, I wasn't even sure I'd get you back. So I hate to break it to you girl, but you're stuck with me" Caleb said, holding his arms out and smirking slightly. Damn Caleb. Hanna thought darkly, trying not to melt at his words. She needed to be strong. She was doing this for him. Once she had that confession everything would fix itself, everything would be okay.

"Well…I really want to be left alone" Hanna said lamely, turning away from him. They both knew she still hated being alone, her recent activities might have gotten over her fear of the dark slightly but then again….Caleb had been there the entire time, and she hadn't exactly been thinking when she went after Noel. She'd shut that part of herself off somehow. For all she knew...if she did manage to get Caleb to leave, she'd be stuck in a corner of the room trying to remember how to breathe.

"Why? You have…somewhere you need to be Han? Like...oh I don't know….a seedy motel room with an unconscious psychopath?" Caleb asked with a raised eyebrow. Dammit. She cursed mentally. Why does he always have to have me figured out? Why can he read me so easily? Why does he always know what I'm thinking?! The one time I need him to just ignore me…to not pay attention and he just won't act like a typical boy and do it. God damn.

"You are a real pain in the ass" Hanna burst out, whirling back to face him. Caleb looked surprised momentarily. Oh Caleb, you're so sweet, you're such a perfect boyfriend. What would I do without you? Of course I'm being stupid, you got me. Let's not fight, let's enjoy some time together instead of it being all about Noel, Noel, Noel. Had been what he'd expected to hear.

"So are you!" he shot back reflexively.

"Excuse me?" Hanna looked comically offended. "I know it's been difficult lately but…I…I…."

"Hanna I'm not talking about that. That's understandable after everything you went through. You know I don't care about that..that it doesn't change how I feel about you. God I'm talking about you in general, the rest of the time. You're infuriating. You won't admit when you're up to something. You always go off and do something crazy, like abducting crazy psychopaths, without letting me help you. You don't do dishes until they mould. You eat french fries in bed. Cold. You don't gass up the car until it starts beeping. It took you forever to admit that we're meant to spend the rest of our lives together. Seriously. That one was the worst and then you won't even take the opportunity to spend some time with me, just a couple of hours, since you admitted that, for us to be…us. To be with each other, and forget about all of this stupid crap. If you won't give us that time then I'm never going to find the right opportunity to give you the ring that I picked out. All by myself, might I add. I didn't even ask for help from the girl in the store. Because the longer this goes on, the more danger we're in, the more I don't care about waiting for later, the more I want to put that ring on your finger." Caleb broke off his rant breathing heavily. "OH and you send food back if the waiter even breathes on it funny! Who does that!? And you know what? There's probably milk in that fridge that's older than me" he finished, breathing harder than before, with a satisfied nod.

"What did you say?" Hanna said staring at him.

"About the milk?" Caleb asked confused, then quickly ran back what he'd said in his head. Oh shit. I didn't mean to burst it out like that, I was thinking it and…oh my God I did a Hanna. She's contagious. I blurted. I couldn't help it. Everything in my brain, came out of my mouth. I just….I just want us to spend some time together. To forget everything that's happened. To smile and laugh and get lost in each other. Because with this whole Noel situation, I don't see us having time for that any time soon. It'll probably only get worse. It usually does. Caleb thought darkly.

"No" Hanna said shakily. Caleb met her eyes and walked towards her, standing so close their foreheads where almost touching. He cupped her face.

"Han. You know I never want to spend another day without your. Ever. For the rest of my life. I love you." Caleb reached down to his pocket with one hand, and pulled out a box. Okay Caleb. It's not quite the perfect moment you where waiting for. But….whatever happens, I want Hanna to be with me, by my side through it all, I want her to have me. To know she has me. To always be reminded of it, even when I'm not there. I want…..okay...we're doing this.

Caleb swallowed and sunk down to one knee.

"Hanna….I love you. So much. So, so much, there aren't even words. I know, you might not be ready for this, and I wasn't planning on springing this on you so soon. I was going to wait for a better time but….whatever happens. Noel, the cops, AD….I want you to be mine. For everyone to know you're mine. And when I'm not there, you can look at this ring, and you can know that I'll always come for you. That you'll always have me. That I'll always be there for you. We've been through so much Han, I just….I….will you marry me?" Caleb asked, looking up at her hopefully. Tears streamed down Hanna's face. Oops?

"That's a really stupid question" she said, reaching down and pulling him up towards her, until they where standing with their foreheads touching. "Yes" she whispered, bringing her lips to Calebs. The kiss was short and so very sweet, before Caleb pulled away and carefully pulled the ring out from its velvet cushion. He glanced up at a Hanna, a smile playing practically splitting his face, to see her smiling right back at him. A genuine, happy, 100% Hanna Marin smile. He slipped the ring on to her finger gently, then paused holding her hand lightly...admiring it.

"It's perfect" Hanna breathed.

"I thought you'd think so. I didn't even have help" Caleb reminded her proudly.

"So you said" Hanna said, raising an eyebrow.

"What, I really didn't! Ask any of the girls! None of them knew or-" Hanna cut him off by kissing him again, and wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. Caleb kissed her back, deepening the kiss and wrapping his arms around her carefully. Before long he found himself backing her towards the couch, or was Hanna pulling him towards the couch? He wasn't sure. But either way they didn't quite make it before sinking down to the ground, completely lost in each other and never losing their hold on the other. She started to tug on Caleb's shirt, but he stilled her hands.

"Han….we don't have to, after everything…I-" Hanna cut him off with a kiss for the second time, "I want to" She said quietly, holding his gaze so he could read the sincerity and intention in her eyes. To know she meant it...that this really was okay. That she really did want to take this step. After a few moments, Hanna broke their gaze and steadily started undoing every single button on his shirt. Once she'd removed his shirt she sat back and gazed at him briefly. I missed this. I missed him. Hanna brought his hands to the hem of her shirt. He looked in to her eyes, saw the love there. The determination. He kissed her quickly then gently pulled her shirt over her head. He stared at her. The marks still marring her skin. Vicious and angry. Hanna jolted, as if she was just remembering they where again. As if she'd managed to forget them during her happiness. She awkwardly brought her hands up trying to cover them but Caleb stopped her. He gently took her hands in his, and moved them out of the way. "Caleb what are you-" she started to ask, but stopped when he brought his mouth to the first mark. He kissed it softly. He loved Hanna. He loved every part of her, every bruise, every scar, every mark. She was perfect to him. She was strong because of what she'd been through, what she'd survived and the marks, the scars..they showed that. And he would show her that.