Well hello there… it's been a while, hasn't it? I could give you excuses about assignments bla bla bla, but they'll just bore you, so I won't! Though I will promise that I'll try not to leave it that long again, haha. Hopefully this chapter makes up for the wait – it's definitely a lil bit (a lot) smutty though, just to warn you all. Enjoy!

So Far, Yet So Close

"Damn thing."

Hanna slammed her fist down on the top of the coffee machine for the umpteenth time that night, cursing as it persisted in not working. She probably shouldn't be having one anyway, but it was currently two o'clock in the morning, and Caleb was away on business, and she just couldn't sleep no matter how hard she tried.

The dispenser, suddenly deciding that it was time to function, projected a lukewarm splutter of dilute latte-water directly onto Hanna's white silk robe. She looked down in disgust, sighing before taking a deep breath in through her nose and closing her eyes. Today was not her day.

"Didn't like this damn thing anyway," She grumbled, shrugging the piece of material off of her shoulders until it landed in a heap on the floor, leaving her standing in just her black lace panties and a cropped, white t-shirt.

Giving up on the idea of coffee, Hanna retreated back to her bedroom in search of her phone. She flopped back onto the plush, white, double duvet covering the king sized bed, and began to scroll through her camera roll as a little tear of self-pity rolled down her cheek. This night was turning out to be horrible; she couldn't have her beauty sleep, she couldn't have her caffeine, and worst of all, she couldn't have her Caleb.

The closest thing that she could get to cuddling her boyfriend right now was a video call, but she really didn't think he'd appreciate being woken up to talk for no reason other than the fact that she missed him. A lot. Pulling herself together as she straightened her back up against the headboard, Hanna brought her texts with Caleb up on screen and absentmindedly started typing out a message to him.

I miss you so much xx

She didn't even hesitate before she pressed send, though it wasn't long before an all too familiar feeling of guilt washed over her. The text could wake Caleb up, for one thing. But more than that, if he was already awake, he'd now figure out that Hanna was having trouble sleeping, and she knew that it would worry him. Her PTSD often made it hard for her to sleep through the night without having awful nightmares, and even though they had become a lot less frequent with time, Hanna still noticed Caleb watching to check if she was okay every time she turned over during the night.

A loud beep from her phone, accompanied by a splay of light in the dark room as the screen lit up, interrupted her trail of thought. Beaming down at the sight of Caleb's name, Hanna scanned over his reply as all bad thoughts were immediately erased from her mind.

Hi baby. Bet I miss you more xxxx

She couldn't help it as the smile on her face grew even bigger - he never failed to make her feel all mushy inside. Before she even had a chance to reply, another beep sounded through the air.

Can't sleep?

Hanna bit her lip as she expertly began to move her fingers across the screen.

Nope, but no nightmares, don't worry. Just wish you were here with me :(

Caleb didn't reply as quickly as he had the last time, and Hanna began to panic. What if he'd fallen asleep? She busied herself by turning on her bedside lamp and straightening out her shirt, stroking the thin, white material where it came to an end, just above her navel. Closing her eyes, she imaged that she was with Caleb; they were laying on their sides in bed, she had her back to him, and his arms were wrapped protectively around her middle as he pressed gentle kisses to the side of her head. Slowly, one of his hands started to rub circles on her toned stomach, beginning to trail lower and lower until…

Beep.

Hanna almost jumped across the room as the sound of her phone broke her out of her little reverie - as much as she was enjoying it, she was more than glad that Caleb was still awake enough to text her back.

Wish I was at home in bed with you. We could be cuddling… or doing other stuff xx

Hanna let out a chuckle and gently rubbed her eyes to wake herself up as she thought of a reply. She was feeling a little sleepier than earlier, but now she had a good reason to stay awake.

You read my mind. What kind of 'other stuff' were you thinking about, huh?

Well, this conversation was taking an unexpected turn.

Haha, you know what I mean, don't make me text it!

Smirking, Hanna shuffled so that she was sitting with her legs up against her chest, and pursed her lips in thought. This was going to be fun.

Fine. I'll start.

She waited five seconds before sending another text.

I wish you were here with your arms around me and one hand in my underwear.

Caleb's reply was instantaneous.

Top underwear, or bottom underwear?

That earned a giggle from Hanna.

Bottom. But your other hand would be free for the top.

She let her mind wander for a second, and when she received no reply from Caleb, she knew that he was doing the same thing. Damn, she wished he was there with her.

Eventually, her screen lit up again, but this time there was no text – just a picture of Caleb and herself at the park, laughing together. Hanna was confused for a second before it hit her, and she realised that Caleb was calling her.

"Hi babe," She practically beamed, after answering the call and pressing the phone against her blushing cheek.

"Hey baby," Came Caleb's reply. She could hear by the way he spoke that he was smiling too.

Without warning, her voice turned quiet, "I really wish you were here."

Caleb audibly took a deep breath in, "Me too."

"Just so that you could get into my pants, or?" Hanna teased, lightening the conversation a little.

She heard Caleb supress a laugh on the other side of the phone, "Not just that, don't be silly. But it's definitely part of the reason."

Hanna gasped, faking offence, "I would never use you in such a way."

"Really?" Caleb began, sounding cocky, "Because the texts that you were just sending me told a very different story."

"Hm, maybe I'd use you just a little bit."

Caleb's chuckle vibrated down the phone and a warm smile spread across Hanna's face – there was nothing that she loved more than the sound of his laugh. A comfortable silence filled the line for a second before Caleb spoke.

"So, what would happen next?"

Hanna was confused now, "Huh?"

The sound of Caleb clearing his throat was louder than he intended it to be, "After my hand goes into your underwear?"

"Oh!"

"Yeah."

Hanna was a little unsure of what to say – sure they'd done a lot of stuff before, but they'd never done, well, this. She pressed her lips together before speaking cautiously, "You, uh, you rub me. Up and down."

Her voice faltered slightly at the end and she felt herself cringe a little at her own words. Why was she so bad at this? Much to her relief, a second later, the sound of Caleb's contended groan filled her ears, and suddenly all her insecurities faded away.

"What kind of panties are they?" He asked, his voice noticeably hoarser than before.

"Black lace. And it's a thong," Hanna stated, now more confident in her replies.

"Is that what you're wearing now?"

"Yeah."

She could almost hear his eyes widen in approval at her words.

Caleb cleared his throat again. He was doing that a lot. "What about on top?"

Hanna straightened her legs and looked down at her chest, which was now rising and falling rapidly, "That white crop top that I wear to bed, with nothing underneath. And it's see-through."

"Shit, Han."

"I know," She mumbled, half to herself, "Is this making you as hot as it's making me?"

Caleb exhaled a short laugh, "If the growing problem in my boxers is anything to go by, then yeah, it definitely is."

Hanna imagined him laying on his bed in nothing but his underwear, his tanned chest waiting to be touched by her, and his growing bulge straining against the material of his boxers. She brought one hand up to stroke the soft skin at her sides, imagining that her hand was Caleb's as it wandered underneath her shirt, just below her breasts. She'd almost forgotten that she was still on the phone until his voice broke the silence.

"Are you touching yourself?"

Hanna inhaled sharply through her teeth as her hand reached her left nipple, her fingers pinching it gently, "Maybe. Are you?"

"I am now," Caleb all but moaned in reply – it was so hot that Hanna couldn't help herself when she closed her eyes and tipped her head back.

"Me too," She whispered, as if it was a closely guarded secret.

By this time, both of her hands were under her shirt, and her hips were arching slightly into the air as small waves of pleasure rushed through her body. Her breathing was rapidly becoming heavier and heavier, and by the sounds of it, so was Caleb's.

"Lift your shirt up, over your chest," he mumbled, gently enough for it to sound like a suggestion rather than an order.

Opening her eyes so that she could see what she was doing, Hanna did as he said and pulled the white crop top up, revealing her round, D-cup breasts. He'd never say it to her, probably out of embarrassment, but Hanna had always known that they were one of Caleb's favourite things about her body.

"Done," She confirmed, continuing her ministrations on herself, "Do you still have your boxers on?"

"Mhm, I'm touching myself through them and it's killing me."

Hanna's voice sounded desperate, "Take them off for me. Please."

She heard a vague rummaging sound before Caleb's voice returned, deep and slow, "Done, baby."

It made her heart skip a beat whenever he called her baby, but it sounded even better when he was so turned on, and he sounded so hot and, well, needy.

Her eyes fluttered closed once again, "Want me to take my underwear off for you too?"

Caleb took a moment before replying carefully, "No. Touch yourself through them for me."

Hanna was pretty sure that her heart couldn't beat any faster at this point, but as one of her hands slid slowly from her chest to the apex of her legs, she was proven very wrong. She moaned into the phone as her index finger trailed gently over the material of her thong – she could feel how wet she was through the lace, and almost as if he was watching her, Caleb's next question came at the perfect time.

"Are you wet, Han?"

She could barely talk at this point, but her small squeak and sigh of contentment let Caleb know everything that he needed to.

He didn't wait for her to give a definitive answer before he spoke, "I wish it was my fingers touching you instead of your own."

"Me," A sharp breath in, "Me too." Hanna's voice was deeper than Caleb had ever heard it before, her words more like moans, "I need you so bad, Caleb."

"I need you too baby."

Baby, there it was again.

"Should I, can I… take my underwear off now?" She tried to get out, stuttering slightly.

Caleb struggled to find a second to reply amidst deep breaths and groans, "God yes. Touch yourself, use two fingers."

Hanna's hands practically ripped her underwear off and she slid two fingers into herself without hesitation, a hoarse, drawn-out groan escaping her mouth and going straight down the phone to Caleb.

"Mmh," Came another muffled moan, as she tried to supress the noises that she was making by shoving her face into a pillow.

"Don't cover your moans Han… they're hot."

Hanna couldn't take it anymore as she moved her face away from the cushion, and a string of noises that she didn't even know she was capable of making left her mouth.

Caleb seemed to approve when the frequency and volume of his grunts began to increase rapidly. For a good minute, nothing else could be heard but the contented noises of the two of them.

Hanna was desperate to put her thoughts into words, but it was becoming more and more difficult as she felt herself getting closer to the edge. "I wish it was my hand around you," She spluttered, her breathing shallow, "I wish I was the one getting you off."

"I'm imagining that it's your hand," Caleb murmured, "Or your mouth."

Dammit, he needed to stop saying stuff like that and making her moan.

"Caleb, I'm really close,"

"Hm, I can imagine your little body arching off the bed, your tits begging me to touch them."

Hanna's body instinctively arched further into the air, "Mhm, they are."

"Rub your clit, Hanna."

She loved it when he said her name like that. The minute Hanna's other hand reached its destination, she let out a strangled cry and the phone dropped from her ear onto the bed beside her. Her eyes flew open and she scrambled desperately, pressing the speaker button on her cell and immediately being reintroduced to the sound of Caleb's deep grunts.

"Are you doing it for me?" He enquired.

"Shit, yes," She panted, "I'm so close Caleb."

"Me too," A long groan, "Come for me baby."

At that, Hanna sped up her actions and imagined Caleb doing the same, the thought of him laying there with his faced scrunched up in pleasure sending her over the edge. Her body twisted from side to side as her hips bucked, her stuttered moans mixing with Caleb's as he clearly reached his peak at the same time.

Eventually, Hanna pulled her hands away from herself, collapsing back onto the bed and closing her eyes as she tried to get her breath back.

Caleb's voice was barely there as he spoke, "That was so hot."

Feeling unable to reply, Hanna took a second to compose herself. Her original attempt at an answer came out as nothing more than a sigh, which hitched slightly at the end. Second time lucky, "We are definitely doing that again."

The sound of Caleb's chuckle immediately broke the thick sexual tension, "You want me to go away again so that we can have phone sex?"

"No!" Hanna didn't even take a second before she shot her reply down the phone, "I don't want you to go away, ever."

"It was still hot though?" He teased in response.

"It was still very hot."

The couple laughed gently together, still breathing heavily, before the line went silent.

Hanna's voice was quieter than she expected, barely above a whisper, "I need you here to cuddle me now."

Caleb took a deep breath in, "I know, I wish I was there too Han."

"Will you stay on the phone with me until I fall asleep?"

"Of course."

She couldn't remember it happening, but it definitely didn't take long for Hanna to fall asleep after her little 'adventure' with Caleb. The next thing she knew, she was being woken up by the sound of her phone shutting itself off, or so she assumed. She groaned, keeping her eyes shut as she turned over, and felt herself begin to drift back off to sleep.

Five seconds later and she was disturbed by yet another noise – this time it sounded like a pillow had fallen off the bed.

"Shut up", she mumbled to herself, before she felt a warm hand wrap around her waist, and her eyes flew open in surprise. She was confused for a second before he started kissing her jaw, his gentle laugh vibrating in her ear as a big grin spread across her face.

"Caleb!"

She flipped onto her other side in a flash, and was immediately met by her boyfriend's beaming face as his arms wrapped tighter around her waist, bringing her closer to his body.

His voice was a lot softer than hers when he spoke, "Hey baby."

Caleb's nose nudged gently against Hanna's before he pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, and she sighed in contentment.

"What are you doing back here? I thought you were away for another two days?"

"I am, I have to go back," Caleb whispered as his eyes searched hers, "But I was only a two-hour drive away and I missed you too much, so I came home for the night."

A warm smile spread across Hanna's face as she brought his lips back down to hers in a soft, but lingering kiss, "I can't believe you came home for me," she kissed him again, "I mean, you literally have to go back in a couple of hours."

Caleb chuckled lightly, "It's worth it, for you."

Burying her head into his chest, Hanna thought about how the smile hadn't left her face since the minute he'd come home. He made her so happy, and she was a hundred percent sure that nothing would ever change that. She took a deep breath in, memorising the way he smelt, the way his skin felt against hers, the way the faint beating of his heart felt against her ear. This was her life, and she loved it.

"What are you thinking about?" Caleb asked, looking down at Hanna's face as he stroked stray strands of hair away from her eyes.

She trailed a finger down from his chest to his navel before replying, "Just about how much I love you."

His grip around her waist tightened slightly as he nuzzled his nose into her hair, "I love you so much Han, so so much."

Hanna could never hear him say that enough.

"I know."

Ta daaaa, oneshot number six! On a side note, HOW ADORABLE WAS THE HALEB KISS IN 6x20?! I literally squealed at my screen. I'd also like to mention that I literally named this fic after the lyrics of the song that was playing in the background – made me feel kinda psychic. I'm praying that they don't drag out this Spaleb/Haleb love triangle in 7A though, ugh. Moving away from that topic, if you haven't already, I'd really appreciate it if you could go check out the new Haleb fic that me and my friend Emily are writing. It's called 'Home is Where the Heart is', and we have so many adorable things planned for it… I think you guys will like it! Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter, and thank you as always for all your reviews on the last one.