"Great! How exactly does A, know everything? Should we still go?" Emily asked ignoring for a second what Hanna had just revealed. The others sat silently reading the text and thinking about what was to come for Hanna, and of course what was going to come from A.

"Are you, you...going to get a.." Aria started off saying, then Spencer cut her off nodding. "Oh," she responded blankly. It felt like the girls had just been staring at each other in silence for hours. Ian Thomas entered the kitchen were the girls were sitting, suddenly breaking the silence. He looked at their sullen faces and smiled saying, "Who died?"

Spencer's face hardened at the comment finding it kind of coincidental, since the four had suspected Ian had been the one who killed Allison. She coldly responded "It's nothing, nothing you would be interested in knowing, anyway..." she motioned for the other three to follow her upstairs to escape from the presence of Ian, who these days was their worst enemy. They did as Spencer was told and rushed into her room. As soon as Spencer shut the door she proclaimed;

"We're all going to take Hanna to the clinic on Monday, we're going to fix this, I even got the money," she said pulling out a wad of cash from an old jewelry box. "Don't worry Han, we're going to fix this," she gave her a half-hug and plopped down on her bed.

"So, so your sure...i mean your sure that your pregnant?" Emily asked curiously.

"Yeah, I took multiple tests, as much as I don't want it to be real, it is..." Hanna said slumping down next to Spencer on the bed.

"Are you going to tell Caleb? I mean I assume it's his..." Aria said.

"Of course it's his, but...he's not around anymore and telling him will just complicate things, I...I don't plan on telling anyone, except you guys. After Monday this whole thing will be over, and we'll never have to talk about it again, okay." Hanna kind of exclaimed more than she did question and all her friends could do was just nod in agreement.

"Everything's going to be okay, right?" she asked after making her proclamation.

"Of course it is, we'll always be here." Spencer said comfortingly. Even though she said it, Spencer wasn't really sure if everything was going to be okay.

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After they had their long discussion about Monday's plans, the girls all decided to go home. Spencer dropped Hanna off and told her once again everything was going to be okay. Hanna just nodded and walked into her house. When she passed the kitchen, she heard her mother call "Hanna, I need to talk to you now!" their was so much force in her voice that Hanna shivered. She knew her mother couldn't have found out, how could she? But then she thought a second, the only person who would tell, that knew of course, A! Hanna entered the kitchen with her eyes fixed down.

"Yeah, Mom?" Hanna asked as casually as she could. She finally looked up to see that her mother was holding the plastic grocery bag, which held her pregnancy tests, her secret.

"I found this in the bottom cabinet of our bathroom, I was looking for my good perfume and this is what I find!" Her mother's face wasn't a face of anger but a face of pure disappointment.

Hanna's eyes burned with tears, "I'm so sorry mom, please forgive me." at this point she had fallen into a bar stool and was bawling into her hands.

"Hanna, I'm just so disappointed in you! I knew you getting involved with Caleb was a bad idea...now look at you!" her Mom's disappointment turned to outrage at the mention of Caleb.

"Mom, don't blame Caleb! This isn't his fault, it's my fault too. And we were being safe...i guess something just went, wrong." Hanna could barely get out the words to explain herself to her mother.

"Well, we're just going to have to fix this, before anyone around town finds out. I assume your friends already know..."

"They do, they're going to help me. I have an appointment for Monday afternoon, everything is figured out, please mom just let me handle this on my own." Hanna was almost begging, she knew her mom didn't have the money for this and she didn't want to burden her any more than she already was.

"Fine, just fix it, I'm done with this conversation. Good night, Hanna," With that her mother abruptly left the kitchen. Leaving Hanna behind to cry, and feel sorry for herself. Hanna's hands lingered for a moment over her stomach, she thought maybe just maybe she felt something, but she knew it was all in her mind. There was nothing there, this baby, wasn't even baby. At least not yet...