Author's Note:

Hey you guys, I know it's been awhile since I updated. I was putting it off for awhile, trying to figure things out but I'm back now! I plan on getting on a schedule for updating this story and Old Money, when I figure it out I'll let you guys know, but I just want you guys to know I haven't abandoned either of my stories so without further ado, enjoy!

It's been a few days since Hanna ran into Caleb on the street. Today was the same as any for Hanna, Caleb not so much. He was still getting used to the swing of things since he had returned from Ravenswood. At this particular moment, Hanna was sitting at one of the couches in The Brew with an open book in her lap as she casually took a chip from the cheddar cheese Sun chips bag that also resided in her lap, closer to the left. As she rested her arm on the arm of the couch she looked over at Julian to make sure he was okay. He wasn't making any sounds, not even cooing which worried Hanna. The almost one year old boy laid in his car seat to the far right of the blonde. A space left in the middle of them in case anyone wanted to sit, though they hadn't had any offers so far. The eleven month old already had long hair, just like his father use to have, though the color of his hair was blonde like Hanna's. His eyes a light brown just like Caleb's. Focusing back on the book in her lap, Hanna turned the page, a crunch as she tossed another chip into her mouth.

Caleb had been in the café for a few minutes, it wasn't until his name was called that he looked to the side and noticed his beautiful ex-girlfriend and the son they had created together, as he retrieved his coffee the young man had made his way towards the two, despite the short conversation he and Hanna had had earlier. The blonde wasn't aware Caleb had even entered the café, it wasn't until a dark shadow had cast over her, causing her to take her attention away from her book and look up.

"Caleb..." A forceful sigh left her lips as she rolled her eyes.

"Well, hello to you too." Caleb jokingly but also sarcastically responded.

"Caleb," Hanna paused. "...I meant what I said, we can't see each other."

"Yeah, I know." Caleb sighs heavily, he could tell by her tone.

"I can tell by your voice." The tan boy adds, nonchalantly.

That causes Hanna to briefly look down at her lap in contrition, she felt a little bad but in her defense she did completely shatter her heart, he practically chose a dead girl, a ghost, over her. Besides she couldn't have someone repeatedly walking in and out of Julian's life, she had experienced enough of that with her father and she sure as hell didn't want her child to know what that felt like. Plus the fact that she knew Travis would kill her if her found him anywhere near her or Julian. As Hanna closed the book in her lap, her thumb used as a brief bookmark for the page she was on she looked up to see Caleb interacting with Julian.

As Caleb took his eyes off of Hanna and focuses on Julian, the baby boy had a tight grip on Caleb's finger, his huge thumb compared to Julian's slowly and repeatedly grazed over the outer part of the little blonde boy's hand. A chuckle leaving his face as he watched the upcoming toddler attempt to put Caleb's large finger in his tiny mouth.

"How old is he now," Caleb glanced back at Hanna who was now wearing her poker face as she had indulged herself back into the book she had reopened. "he's like one, right?" Caleb added.

"Eleven month's." Hanna replied apathetically as she ate another chip.

"Right." Caleb stated. "I was close." He said. "Can I hold him?" Caleb asked as his eyes were back on Julian. It had been around four or five months since he had left for Ravenswood and only a few months since Hanna had brought Julian up to visit him in Ravenswood. The short haired teen had missed his son, but for the same reason he couldn't allow Hanna to be there applied to Julian as well, it was too dangerous.

"Can I hold him?" Caleb asked, he thought it was ridiculous he had to ask to hold his own child, but he hadn't seen either of them for awhile and he wasn't sure how either of them would react.

"If he let's you." Hanna replied.

Julian was very picky when it came to who held him, he wouldn't let just anyone hold him. Like his mother, he had standards. Though really, if he didn't know who the person was or didn't show a keen interest toward he'd throw a temper tantrum until he was retrieved by someone he was fond of. That person was usually Hanna or Travis and even sometime's Spencer. When she was around, which wasn't much since she'd begun dating Travis. She hadn't been able to spend as much time with her friends as she usually did prior to their relationship.

Caleb took that as a yes. Reaching into the car seat, Caleb carefully picked the small child out of his seat. Slowly rocking him on his hip, he began to speak to the child, though he knew he most likely wouldn't reply, unless it was incoherent babbles of course.

"Hey, buddy. How are you?" Caleb whispered playfully, his thumb and first finger wrapped around the baby's micro sized hands. Hanna once again rolled her blue orbs at Caleb, the sound of her munching on chips played in the background.

It took awhile, but after a few minutes Julian's face began to conform into a frown it only took a few more seconds for him to begin crying. Caleb attempted to calm the boy by rocking him.

"Hey, it's okay." Caleb softly whispered to the baby, it would work when he got upset back when Caleb lived in Rosewood, though it probably worked with most babies. It was a common thing.

Readjusting him so he was laying against his chest as Caleb's hands supported both his bottom and his back. Julian's temper only got worse as time passed, his small hands attempting to push himself away from Caleb as his tiny hands pushed on Caleb's shoulder. He was now sitting upright in Caleb's arms, the soft crying had turned into wailing by this point.

With a sigh, Hanna closed her book and crumbled up her bag of chips that were now empty and placed both in the empty seat between her and Julian's car seat. After getting a wet wipe from Julian's bag that laid next to her feet on the floor, she wiped her cheese stained hands before placing that now dirty and used wipe in the empty chip bag next to her.

"Okay, give him to me." Hanna spoke, her arms reached out for Julian who was now reaching out for her also.

"Don't take it personally, he rarely let's anyone hold him. He doesn't even like it when Alison holds him. I'm pretty sure he's the first guy that's ever had this reaction to her." Hanna attempted to make a joke, a small smile on her lips before she returned to being serious.

"Really, he probably doesn't remember you." Hanna added as the now calm child went from standing in her lap to sitting as he began to babble gibberish.

"Y-Yeah, you're probably right." Caleb agreed before looking down at his watch. "I should probably get going." He said.

"Yeah, I guess I'll see you around." Hanna said as Caleb then began to walk away.