A/N: Wow, ok it's been a YEAR since I updated this story. I'm so sorry it took so long. I tried working on this several months ago and I got distracted and was working on another story at the time as well. I struggled to keep up with that one and I kinda forgot I never finished this one. I'm so sorry to have kept you all waiting this long. I hope this is worth the wait.
Hanna POV
Jason DiLaurentis. When I was in high school that was just a name that meant nothing to me. Sure he was Spencer and Ali's brother but I couldn't care less about either of their families. Spencer was one of my best friends after moving to Rosewood and Ali, well she made me the girl I am today. I love them both, but the Hastings and the DiLaurentis's mean nothing to me.
Jason DiLaurentis. Everytime I hear that name it fills me with rage. Every. Damn. Time. If I could be left alone with him and a gun, I could kill him and not give a damn about the reprecussions. He's out of prison and in America we have a law against double jeopardy. He can't be tried for the same crime again. Unless he kills someone else or someone else kills him, that sick son of a bitch is a free man. He better enjoy his freedom, it won't last much longer. Jason DiLaurentis will never see the sun rise again. I'm going to kill him.
Ali and Noel alredy agreed to keep an eye on Caleb for a few days and Aria will be home from her trip soon. I hate to abandon my family, but I have to do this. Jason deserves to die.
Since my company is so successful and we sometimes have to travel for meetings, we have a compnay jet. I don't even have to worry about traveling commerical and it will be a lot easier to sneak a gun on board.
Line Break
About five and a half hours later my plane finally lands on Boston. First I need to find Spencer and then hunt Jason and drop the son of bitch. I pull out my phone and search through my contacts and find her number. I put thr phone up to my ear and it rings three times before she answers
"Hey, Han, what's up?" she asks
"Hey, Spence, I'm in Boston. Where are you?" I ask
"What are you doing in Boston? It's not safe with Jason on the loose!" She cries
"I'm about to make it a whole lot safer." I say, smirking to myself
"How the hell are you gonna do that?" she asks
"It's pretty simple actually. I'm gonna kill him." I tell her
"What?! Hanna, you can't do this! Think about Aria, and your son, and the little girl you and Aria are adopting. Don't screw up your life over him. It's not worth it Hanna." she argues
"Caleb, the love of my life, the man your brother killed, deserves justice! Even if Jason is in prison he's still living when he deserves to die. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill him." I argue back
"I just gave you 3 reasons, but maybe this will convince you. Jason killed Wren. He's going back to prison Hanna." she tells me
"Yeah, maybe, but what if he gets away with it? He killed Melissa's husband, what if he kills your wife next. Or Ali's husband? What then Spencer? He needs to be stopped and I'm gonna be the one to do it." I tell her
"I just got home and Emily's here too. Come to the house and just talk to us." she begs
"No, I'm not gonna let you talk me out of this." I decline
"Hanna, please, I already lost one friend, I can't lose another." she pleads
"I'm sorry Spencer, but I have to do this." I tell her
"Fine, you leave me no other choice. I'm calling the Chief of Police and having him put the city on lock down and starting a man hunt for you and Jason. When they find you, they will throw you in prison and he'll be put in protective custody and they won't be able to prosecute him from Wren's murder. Is that really what you want Hanna? Just come to my house and forget about your plan. Please." she continues to beg
"Spencer I told you-" I start
"Hanna, he's made his bed and now he has to lie in it. He killed again and he won't get away with it and he will never see the light of day again." she says
"How can you be so sure?" I ask
"I'm Spencer fucking Hastings and I'm on a mission to put this bastard behind bars and I always get it done." she says
"Do you actually have any proof? Can you convince a jury that he killed Wren without reasonable doubt?" I question her
"He had the motive. Melissa wouldn't help him when he needed it. He spent years in prison and she could have kept him out. She's the best defense attorney out there, just like my mother was. He needed her help and she refused. In his mind, she took his life away from him so he took a piece of hers, her husband. He also had the opportunity seeing as he was a free man at the time and he has no possible alibi. Now all we need is the means. We need to find away to put the smoking gun in his hand." she explains
/
30 minutes later I find myself at Spencer and Emily's doorstep trying to work up the courage to ring the doorbell. I feel like such a coward.
I finally force my hand into the air and extend my index finger. I still can't find it in me to actually press the button so my finger just hovers over it.
I close my eyes and take and deep breath and feel a gust of air in my face. When I finally open my eyes, Emily is just a few inches from my face. I guess she was running out the door.
She jumps back and gasps, "God! Hanna you scared the hell out of me! What are you doing here?" she cries
"I've been out for for 15 minutes trying to find it in me to ring the doorbell." I explain
"I meant what are you doing in Boston." she clarifies, crossing her arms across her chest
"Aren't you gonna invite me in?" I ask, changing the subject, "Or do you have somewhere to be?"
"No, I don't have anywhere to be. It's nap time and Ian left his teddy bear in my car. He won't sleep without it." she says
"Em! Is someone at the door?" Spencer calls from inside the house
"It's Hanna!" Emily calls back
"Well let her in and go get the damn bear!" Spencer instructs her
Emily rolls her eyes and motions for me to come in side.
"I'll be right back." she says, jogging towards her car
I walk farther into the house, taking a moment to look around.
"Hey, Han." Spencer says, walking down the staircase
A dopey grin spreads across my face as I walk towards her.
"It's so good to see your face again and hear your voice in person. Me and Em FaceTime like everyday, but you, I never get to talk to you." I say, grinning from ear to ear
"I've really missed your face. You have such a lovely face." she says
We finally meet in the middle and she extends her arms out to hug me.
"This is much better then the phone conversation earlier." I mumble, burying my face into her neck, hugging her tighter and tighter each second
"Hanna, are you ok?" she asks pulling away
It wasn't until that moment that I realized I was in tears. I don't know if it was finally seeing Spencer and Emily again for the first time in years or all the Jason stuff getting to me. Once the tears started, there was no stopping them.
"I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but I really shouldn't have come here." I confess, trying to choke back the tears
"You came for the wrong reasons, but you can stay awhile for the right reasons." she says
"Do you have anything to eat?" I ask
"Me and Emily were gonna order some pizza after the kids went to sleep. It'll be the first time in three years that we get to eat the kind of pizza we actually want rather then the kind our kids want." she says
"Well can you order it now because I'm starving!" I whine
/
The faint sound of children laughing slowly brings me out of my slumber. My eyes flutter open and everything looks a bit hazy. I rub my eyes in hopes that it will make things better.
I push back the sheets and start to sit up when I feel a pounding in my head. I look around my surroundings and find that I'm in a room that doesn't belong to me. Then it sinks in. I'm at Spencer and Emily's house. I've been here for a week. Every night I pass out drunk about 3 a.m. and wake up with a killer hangover completely unaware of where I am.
I normally taking sleeping pills but I didn't think to bring them with me. The only way I can fall asleep without them is for me to get so drunk I forget why I'm having trouble sleeping. I've been this way since the day I woke up from that coma 10 years ago.
"Morning Sleepyhead." Emily says, standing in the doorway
"What time is?" I mutter
"Almost noon." she says, looking down at her watch
"You still wear a watch?" I tease, still half-asleep
"I can't have my phone on me at work and I have to keep track of time somehow." she says
"You got anything for a hangover?" I ask
"There's some Advil on the nightstand and a bottle of water." she replies
"Thanks." I sigh, reaching for the pills and the water
"Should I be worried about you?" she asks
"What are you talking about?" I ask
"I know you've taken sleeping pills ever since that accident 10 years ago just so you could sleep. If you didn't have your pills you had to get blackout drunk to forget why you couldn't sleep in the first place. It should be under control by now, Hanna. If this is a problem, we can get you some help. I know you're pretty high-profile back in Los Angeles and I can make sure the tabloids don't get wind of this." she says
"I don't need to go to rehab, Emily! I don't have a problem!" I shout
"Well you either go to rehab or get the hell out of my house! Last night my 6 year old daughter and 4 year old son caught you dancing on the kitchen table with your shirt off and a bottle of Gin in your hand! You're a bad influence!" she shouts back
"It wasn't Gin, it was Tequila." I correct her, " And I had on a tank top and shorts. I wasn't trying to be a bad influence for your children, I was just trying to forget the fact that Alison called me and told me Aria started moving her stuff out of our house yesterday and into Ali and Noel's guest house. Kaylee, the girl we're adopting the baby from, found out about everything that's gone down this past week and decided she doesn't want us to have her baby after all. My life is falling apart and Jason is still walking the streets a free man. I should've never said anything to Spencer that day. I should have just found Jason and killed him before she had the chance to talk me out of it."
"Hanna, I'm sorry your life sucks right now, but you have no one to blame but yourself. Get your act together, go home, and fight for what you want. You want something to happen, make it happen for crying out loud! You control your destiny!" she lectures me
"Honestly, I don't care that Aria moved out,we need the space, but I wanted that baby more then anything. How the hell am I supposed to get her back? All I've ever wanted was a daughter and I blew it. The one thing I really want back, I can't have." I tell her
"Talk to Kaylee. Convince her that you are the right person to raise her daughter." she advises me
"I look at Ali and Bella, and I want that. I want a little girl to call my own. I love my son with all my heart, but all my life I've wanted a daughter. I'm all alone now, and I can't do it on my own." I sigh
"All my life I've want a child who would do the one thing I'd never be able to do. Go to the Olympics and win some gold. Emma will never be that child. She's so athletically challenged. Ian has a lot of potential but he doesn't seem to care very much about sports. Maybe Maddie will by my little athlete or maybe I won't have one at all. What I'm trying to say is no matter what you want your life to look like, you can't guarantee it'll end up that way. You might not be meant to have a daughter and I might not be meant to have an athletic child to win me some gold at the Olympics. Some things are just out of our control." she says
"Didn't you just tell me that I control my destiny?" I question her
"It only applies to a certain extent, Hanna." she says
"I just think the whole thing is bullshit." I argue
/
After I sobered up, Emily and Spencer had some errands to run. I offered to watch the kids while they were gone.
Emma and Ian wanted to go play out in the backyard. It wasn't until they asked that I realised I've never taken my own son to play outside in our backyard at home. I'm such a terrible mother.
"Pwease can we go outside!" Ian begs, snapping me out of my thoughts
"Absolutely! Now go get your shoes." I instruct him
His little legs dash up the staircase and Emma follows closely behind.
I look down at Maddie who's sitting in my lap and smile.
"Can I take you home with me?" I ask
She smiles back.
"I'll take that as a yes!" I laugh
"Hey! You can not steal my baby sister!" Ian shouts, running back down the stairs
"What about you? Can I take you home instead?" I ask
"Where do you live?" he asks, sitting down on the couch next to me to put on his shoes
Emma awkwardly stands next to the couch with her shoes already on. She's just so shy, but I think it's so cute.
"I live in a city called Los Angeles. It's get pretty hot over there just like is does here, but there's so many fun places to go. I work a lot, but I still find time to take my son Caleb to the beach several times a week." I tell him
"Can I go to the beach?" he asks
"We'll talk to you moms about it when they get home." I tell him
Right on que the front door swings open to reveal Spencer and Emily on the other side.
"Mommy! Mommy! I wanna to go the beach with Aunt Hanna!" he cries, running towards them
I'm not quite sure which one he was actually talking to.
Emily reaches down and ruffles his hair.
"The beach is a long way from home, Buddy." she says
He pokes out his bottom lips and does his best puppy dog eyes. I taught him that trick.
"Pweeeaaaasssseeee!" he begs
"We'll think about it." Emily sighs
"Why do you have on your shoes?" Spencer asks
"We're gonna go play outside!" he cheers, jumping up and down
"Why don't you and Emma head out there and we'll be out in a minute. Mama and I wanna talk to Aunt Hanna for a bit." Spencer says
Ian hangs his head and walks back over to his sister.
"C'mon Emma." he says
Emily and Spencer walk over to the couch and sit down next to me. Maddie starts to whine and Spencer takes her from me.
"Hanna, there's something you need to know." Emily starts
"Alison called while we were on our way home. It's Aria. She's uh, she's been shot." Spencer continues
"Was it, h-him?" I ask, tears welling up in my eyes
"Aria walked into Noel's office where she found Jason holding Noel, Alison,Little Caleb, and Bella at gunpoint. Ali and the kids are fine. Noel and Jason wrestled over the gun. Noel was hit in the head and knocked out. Jason dropped the gun and Aria picked it up. They fought and two shots were accidently fired off. One hit Jason, the other hit Aria. Jason was dead by the time the paramedics arrived and Aria and Noel are both in surgery now." Emily says
"It's over? He's really dead?" I ask, the tears now streaming down my face
"It's over now. He's really dead." she says, wrapping her arms tightly around me
"I need to go home. I need to see be with Aria. And poor Ali is all alone with the two kids. She needs my help. I need to get home." I ramble
"We'll go with you. We already talked to our bosses and got some time off of work. We can book a flight out first thing in the morning." Spencer says
"He's dead now and he still has the ability to ruin our lives even more than he already has. If Aria and Noel don't make it, he stills wins." I sigh, burying my face in my hands
"No he doesn't. We're flying back to LA tomorrow and when we get there Noel and Aria with both be fine. We win." Spencer argues
"Promise?" I ask
"Promise." she says
"It'll be another Haria Reunion." Emily says, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze
And that concludes the story. I hope you guys don't hate the ending. I know I kinda ended on a cliffhanger as to whether or not Aria and Noel survive, and let's just assume they do, I just didn't write that part of the story. Don't shoot me.
I hope you all have a fantastic summer and I will try to do the same. I love you all and thank you so much for waiting a year for this.
~Stay Weird Bitches