Hanna quietly closed the front door behind her, hoping she wouldn't disturb Caleb. Turns out she needn't have bothered as when she tiptoed through to the bedroom, she saw him sitting on the bed.

"Where have you been?"

Hanna looked sheepishly away from his gaze, but Caleb arose from his seat and stood in front of her. "I was out."

"Yes, well I figured that out, Hanna. Where were you?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm back now."

"Hanna, where were you?" Caleb glared at her, and his voice had become firm.

"Why are you making such a big deal out of this?"

Caleb sighed and turned his back. "Because Hanna, you're a 3 month pregnant 18 year old. You can't be wandering around aimlessly at night. It's dangerous."

"God, you're acting like I'm 10," the blonde muttered. "It's no more dangerous than if I wasn't pregnant. Just because there is a baby inside of me, it doesn't make walking around Rosewood more harmful than usual."

"Yes it does! It's not just you there is to protect anymore. Anything could happen to you or the baby."

Hanna rolled her eyes, thinking how dramatic Caleb was being. "It's not a big deal."

"How can you say that? It's like you don't give a damn about what happens to this baby."

The blonde's mouth fell at the words that had just come out of Caleb's mouth. "That's not fair, Caleb. I do care about this fucking baby! But just because it exists, I'm not going to stop doing ordinary things."

"Storming out of the apartment at 10 at night is not an ordinary thing to do."

"Well maybe if you weren't so overprotective I wouldn't feel like I have to storm out!"

"This isn't my fault."

"So it's all mine?"

Caleb groaned, exasperated. "That's not what I said. I just mean it isn't my fault that you feel like you have to storm out."

"I'm tired. We can talk about this in the morning," Hanna said, rolling her eyes. She began to walk over to the closet, but was interrupted by Caleb.

"No, we're going to talk about this now."

"This is ridiculous."

"What is? The fact that I'm concerned for my girlfriend and unborn child?"

"No, the fact that you're being an overprotective jerk," Hanna said under her breath. She thought she'd said it subtly, but Caleb heard.

His face fell a mile, and he looked genuinely hurt. "Is that what you think of me?"

"No, I'm sorry. I'm just being hormonal," Hanna replied, immediately regretting what she had muttered. Her hand reached out to rest on Caleb's arm, but he pulled it away before she could touch him."Caleb…"

"I'm leaving," Caleb announced. Hanna saw the tears in his eyes glistening in the light and felt numb. He shuffled out of the bedroom, and she wanted to chase after him, but her legs wouldn't move. Hanna jumped as the front door slammed and her own tears began dropping to the floor.

A/N – Please leave tell me whether you'd like the baby to be a girl or boy! And leave some suggestions for names, too!