"Hanna!" Caleb yelled as he burst through the church doors.

His heartbeat quickened with every passing moment, he was about to lose his love. Again.

"Please Hanna, please," he frantically mumbled to himself, running around the church searching for her.

Then a glimmer caught the corner of his eye. He walked over and found a bobby pin. He smiled for a split second knowing it was hers, she left them everywhere, then ran up the all-too-familiar bell tower stairs.

"Hanna?" He asked the open air, hoping to hear her voice as he carefully walked around the rickety, old, metal structure.

He walked to the corner at the very end, pausing and mentally preparing himself for what could be around that corner. Taking a deep breath, the brunette walked around the corner. There she was. Pale, lifeless, beaten, and barely breathing. He bent down by her side, taking her in his arms as the tears started to cloud his eyes.

"Hanna?" He barely managed, his voice not allowing him to go above a shaky whisper.

Nothing.

"You can't leave me. Please, don't leave me," Caleb choked out.

He let a single tear escape his right eye and fall down his cheek while he watched the life drain from the girl he had loved five years ago. The girl he still loved to that moment.

x-x-x

"Caleb, stop! T-that tickles!" Hanna squealed, escaping Calebs grasp and running behind the chair for protection.

It was just another lazy Sunday in New York, and the couple had decided to stay in that day. It was their first day together in a long time. There was always some social scene happening, their jobs ran late, or Hanna's school kept them separated. College was the reason she was even in New York with Caleb, becoming a fashion designer was all she had wanted to do since high school three years ago. But not today. Today was their day to be together.

"Caleb?" The blonde asked, loosing sight of the brunette boy.

Two strong arms wrapped around her, taking her by surprise, and lifted her up into the air, carrying her over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" She laughed.

"Make me," Caleb smiled, going back into their room.

Her tiny fists pounded into his back, not nearly hard enough to hurt him, as she squirmed in his grasp.

"Caleeeeeeb," she whined.

He laughed, gently setting her down on their bed, so they both sat on the edge next to each other.

"Ow!," the boy grumbled, holding his forearm after Hanna had playfully punched him, "What was that for?"

She laughed slightly, "You know what that was for."

He shook his head, looking at the girl next to him. Hanna then turned to him, opening her mouth to say something before he cut her off.

"I love you," the brunette smiled.

"I love you too," she replied, grinning ear to ear like an idiot.

He held her hand as she leaned against his shoulder. They stayed like that in a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's presence, which didn't happen often.

"Buzzz" went her phone on the bed side table.

Hanna regretfully pulled away, reaching for her phone to look at the message she had just got. Her smile faded as she looked down at the glowing screen.

Haleigh was just released from Radley. The text from her mom read.

Her face drained of color as she read those words. Her twin, who had tried to steal her life, had just been released from the mental hospital.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Caleb asked, concern woven in his voice when he saw her smile fade and worry take over.

"N-nothing. Just my m-mom checking in, I'm okay" she whispered, trying to form full words.

No one knew about Haleigh. They couldn't know. Hanna didn't want to tell them.

"You don't look okay, what happened?" He pushed her.

"It's nothing, really," the blonde smiled weakly as she slowly stood up and placed her phone in her pocket.

He stood up, going over to her, "I know when something is up with you Han. You can tell me."

Hanna looked into his deep brown eyes, debating on if she should tell him or not. What if he gets hurt? What if he's mad that she didn't tell him? The thoughts wrestling inside her head came to a final conclusion: he needed to know.

"I-um- there's um, something I never told you...about me," she said, intertwining their hands together.

He looked even more concerned as she gestured for him to sit down on the edge of bed, to which he obliged.

"Hanna, you're scaring me. What's going on?"

She took a deep breath, "I have a twin."

"A what?"

"A twin," Hanna reiterated, cringing at memories that surfaced when she thought of the girl.

"Her name is Haleigh, and I haven't seen her since she tried to kill me when we were seven," she explained.

He sat there, looking at her with an unreadable expression.

"Why are you telling me this now?" He asked.

"She was just released from Radley, and I would have told you sooner, but I never thought I would see her again." Hanna sighed, sitting next to her boyfriend.

Caleb put his arm around her, pulling her onto his lap.

"If you're worried about her coming after you, I won't let her hurt you. I promise I won't," he stated wholeheartedly.

"It's not me I'm worried about... She'll do anything to have my life. And I can't lose you. Not now, not ever. I don't know how I would live with myself if something were to happen to you because of me," her light blue eyes filled with tears, thinking about the last time she saw her sister.

"You're not going to lose me, I'm not going to let her hurt either one of us. You're safe with me," he spoke softly to her as he held her in his arms.

The next couple hours were filled with tears, stories of the past, and "it won't happen again" 's. She was his safety. He was her lifeline.

x-x-x

"I know I let you down. I was supposed to protect you from this, from her, but I didn't. This is all my fault. I broke my promise to you," Caleb sobbed, thinking back to that day.

Haleigh had finally found Hanna. She was getting what she always wanted, and sparing no expense in the process.

"How could I let this happen to you?" He sniffled, looking down at her pale body, limp in his arms.

"Please, please just come back Hanna. I need you," the boy begged as he pulled her as close to him as he possibly could.

He sat there holding her for what felt like hours, just waiting for her to wake up, but knowing there was a good chance she probably never would. But he needed her too. She was his last strand of sanity in the world, he couldn't lose her. Not like this. Not to her.

"You promised me. You promised me you wouldn't leave me, now it's time for you to keep that promise. I need you to wake up," he cried.

Minutes passed by, the silence deadening on the surrounding rooftop. Caleb continued to cry, thinking about all the times he had with the gorgeous blonde, all the times he could've had, the times he should've had. He should've had a future with her. Caleb wanted a family with her, a life together. Hanna was the first one to believe in Caleb after his mother had left him when he was five. She was the first family he had ever really known. She still was his family, and Hanna was all he had left.

"C-Caleb," a voice said, so soft and weak he could barely hear it.

He looked down at Hanna, hoping it was her.

"Hanna? I'm here, I'm right here," His heart raced at the thought that she could still be alive.

"Caleb..." She mumbled, her voice grew softer, her pulse slowing, and the last drop of color drained from her face.

"Hanna?! Caleb?!" A loud, clear voice interrupted, and sirens wailed in the background.

He turned his head towards the stairs, holding onto Hanna even tighter. Caleb turned his body away from the stairs, so the unknown person could not see Hanna.

"Thank god, there two are," Spencer said only seeing the brunette boy and a strand of blonde hair poking out.

She pointed a team of paramedics over to Caleb, assuming he was with Hanna.

The boy sat there, not saying anything, only letting them take Hanna from his now-limp arms. Spencer then went over to Caleb and helped him stand while they took the blonde downstairs into the ambulance. His legs were numb, his eyes bloodshot and puffy, he was a robot at this point. All he needed was her, awake, in his arms, and they had just taken her. They walked down the stairs, Caleb almost tripping over every one of them, then they finally emerged from the church. The paramedics had just closed the door to Hanna's ambulance, and that was the only thing he could look at. His expression was blank as he stared at the vehicle, waiting for it to do something, anything.

"She's going to be okay," Spencer said, trying to comfort him.

He just needed her.

x-x-x

AN:

Hey guys! So, after watching the promo for the next ep, I couldn't just let Mar leave it like that sooo I wrote this and I really hope the finale goes kinda like this bc Hanna having the twin and Caleb saving Hanna from the twin would be the best episode ever (one can dream, right?). It's a one-show for now, but if you really want another chap, I might turn it into a two-shot ;). And for anyone who watches The Voice, can we just appreciate Hannah Huston for a minute? What. A. Cutie. And her vocals are just mind-blowing! I've lately started watching One Tree Hill, and oh my geez what a show... I thought my school had drama, Im not even close to Tree Hill. But after all is said and done in that high school, the friendships are quite honestly my favorite part, besides Naley being adorable little goofballs, and I love the relationships the writers gave each person. Don't forget to leave a review (they always make my day) and pm me if you have a request or just wanna talk :) -K