The heart monitor was the only sound in the room that you could hear in the white hospital room. Caleb Rivers, laid in his hospital bed, in a coma. Hanna Marin, his girlfriend, was sitting in a chair, on the left side of him. Three empty coffee cups were strewn on the table next to her. Her eyes red and puffy, and her right hand attached firmly to his left. She'd never forget what she felt at that moment when she saw him on the stretcher, a bandage covering his gunshot wound. She'd always remember the weight crushing down on her. Or when she was sitting down in the hospital waiting room her legs bouncing up and down like a mad woman wondering if the love of her life would live or not. Hell, she was still thinking that right now.

What if the heart monitor just randomly formed into a straight line? Or if his wound started bleeding, and it wouldn't stop? Or he forgot about Hanna? She tried to push the thoughts out of her mind, but it was hard too. What if all their tiny little memories were forgotten? And those tiny little memories meant the world to Hanna. Like Dong Po. Or when Caleb said: "Would you like to share a towel too." When they had sex in a tent. Or when they had a vicious make-up make-out session against the wall. Their first kiss. His beanie hat. When he called her princess in their first detention together. Hacking. She smiled to herself. In the end she had to thank Emily for it, or Maya. They made it all happen, with Maya being at True North, Emily wanting to call Maya, but couldn't. So they kinda made the start of it. They made her make him sleep in the basement, then kiss her neck while she was making him cereal, and everything from then. It happened because of a phone, and then it grew into something bigger, a relationship. Hanna sighed, and lifted herself from the chair, she once again sat on the edge of Caleb's bed for about the hundredth time that day, and looked at him. Was he ever gonna wake up? She thought to herself. She wiped away a stray tear, and used that hand to push a strand of hair out his eyes, it had been bothering her. She sighed once again, placed herself on the ground, and gently kissed the top of his forehead, nose, and lips. She sat down, alone to her thoughts.

The door opened, and Hanna craned her neck to see. It was Spencer, bringing in two cups of coffee. Emily needed time, with Paige, after the events of that night, which took place little under three days ago. And, Aria was off with Ezra somewhere. Spencer sat down next to Hanna, and gave her, her fresh cup of coffee. She was there for Hanna, for her moral support. And, also the fact they were the closet in the group of four, they could tell each other everything. Also the fact she was one of Caleb's best friend as well.

"You doing okay?" Spencer whispered, they were both distraught. A lot of people didn't know, but Spencer and Caleb were best friends. Hanna shrugged, and sipped her coffee.

"Ish. I called Claudia yesterday, after they gave me Caleb's phone, she said she'd get here as soon as she can, and she'd text me when she's boarding, getting in a taxi, and here. Something big is happening where she works, so." Hanna replied, looking at Caleb's body, so many wires and needles attached. She shivered at the sight. She was the one who caused this. Well, in reality, Lyndon was, but she still couldn't shake the feeling that it was her fault. She told him about –A, and he was persistent to come, she let him, and he got shot.

"You know it's not your fault, right?" Hanna shrugged once again. "Hanna…"

"It's just like, I told him about –A, and I let him come, when I shouldn't have, and I feel really annoyed at me. And, ugh." Spencer gulped her coffee.

"More like he figured it out. Then you guys had this aggressive make-out session against the wall, and then had sex in his car." Hanna chuckled, and wiped away a tear that had fallen.

"Yeah, I remember telling you and only you at school in the courtyard." Spencer chuckled, and Hanna circled her pointer finger around the edge of the coffee cup lid.

"Because we tell each other everything." They both said, in baby voices, and chuckled. "I remember when we made that promise, second grade after being best friends for two years, when your Mum and Dad were fighting, and I had ran away from home." Spencer said, looking at the wires attached to Caleb.

"Yeah, that was a good day." They were silent, and Hanna sipped her coffee cup. A small moan emitted from Caleb, and he turned his head to the side, only to notice that it was hard too. Hanna stood up straight away, and Spencer left, leaving the couple for some time. Hanna bent her head over Caleb's, breathing heavily in and out. Caleb moaned again, and opened his eyes. He shut them again from the sudden light into his pupils. He wondered where he was. This wasn't his bed. Nor was it Hanna's. Why was it so hard to move his head, he thought. Caleb felt loads of wires and needles attached to him, and wondered why he was on this lumpy bed, again. He felt someone's hand in his, and he recognised the spark. It was Hanna's. He squeezed her hand gently, and attempted to open his eyes. He did, and the first sight he saw were Hanna's blue eyes, which were swimming with tears, of course, out of happiness.

"Hey beautiful." Caleb whispered, not being able to find the strength in his voice to speak probably. He thought it would be shown as weak, but Hanna didn't mind at all, she was just happy he was awake. That he was alive.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" Hanna asked, trying not to choke on her words, and forcing her tears not to fall.

"I'm sore." Caleb whispered back, and noticing the tears swimming in Hanna's eyes. "Hey, what's wrong?" Caleb whispered, and Hanna chuckled at him.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?" Caleb gave her a concerning look, and rubbed his thumb in circles around her hand. Hanna pulled up the chair, extra close to Caleb's bed, and still hanging onto his hand. "Nothing, I'm just really happy, that you're awake." Caleb smiled weakly at her.

"I didn't get a kiss yet." Caleb joked, and Hanna rolled her eyes. Even when he was in the hospital, he wanted a kiss. Hanna bent down, and softly kissed him on the lips. She kissed his forehead, and sat back down on the chair. "That was barely a kiss." Hanna chuckled, and smiled. He smiled as well, and shifted his position slightly, and groaned in pain.

"Does it hurt? Shall I get a doctor?" Caleb chuckled.

"I'm fine, just as long as you get into bed with me." Hanna giggled, and took off her shoes, in fact instead of shoes she was wearing furry slippers, earrings, and jacket. Well, actually in fact Caleb's jacket. She have gave Spencer the key to his apartment, so she brought a shirt, and a jacket, saying: I know you only asked for a jacket, but shirts make you feel better. Hanna climbed into the bed, and Caleb put an arm around her, with much effort.

"I'll get out, if it hurts." She murmured, her face close to his.

"It doesn't hurt, if it did it would be worth it." Caleb whispered. Hanna gently kissed his lips, and he kissed back. She pulled away, a few seconds later.

"I don't want to hurt you. You need to understand that."

"I do understand that, I just want a proper kiss from you."

"Alright, but I need to ask you something after it." Caleb nodded, and moved his head closer to Hanna's. Their lips touched, and Caleb's tongue entered Hanna's mouth. They both pulled away, minutes later, smiling, and breathing heavily.

"What do you need to ask me?" He twirled some of Hanna's straight hair around his finger. She hadn't been home at all, so she couldn't curl it. But, Spencer had thankfully brought a spare change of clothes, and a hairbrush.

"Do you remember anything from Thursday?" A confused look became etched upon Caleb's face, and Hanna sighed.

"You mean yesterday?" Hanna shook her head, but smiled. He hadn't lost his memory, thank god.

"Caleb, you were in a coma for three days, todays Sunday." Hanna said, shakily.

"Oh, right."

"So, do you remember anything?"

"Uh, I remember arriving at a lighthouse, and then racing up the stairs, and I saw Emily crying, but I don't remember what she was crying about. Then it was black."

"You remember that I told you about –A." Caleb nodded, and pressed his pointer finger up to Hanna's trembling lips.

"And I remember that I said I would protect you, and I will protect you from –A until this is all over, and I will always protect you, because I love you, and I never want to lose you. Ever." Caleb said, finding his voice, and cupping Hanna's face in his hands. Hanna nodded, and he wiped away some of her tears. "I mean it, Hanna. Have they given you back my clothes yet, because you bought me those jeans, and I like them?" Hanna chuckled at him, and kissed his nose. Little did she know, Caleb needed those jeans, a promise ring was in there. He was going to give it to her later that night, but then that happened, but he still had to give it to her. No matter what happened.

"Yes they have, and I'll tell you what happened, now, because I don't think I'll be able to find the courage to tell you again."

"Hey, Hanna." Hanna looked into his eyes, having averted her gaze downwards to his bare chest, attached with wires, and needles, and a bandage on the wound. "You can tell me anything, and I want you to know that. You can trust me with anything." Caleb whispered, and it alarmed Hanna.

"Are you alright, I mean you're whispering." Caleb chuckled, but this time, it hurt a bit.

"Yeah, it just hurts a bit." Hanna made a move to get out of the bed, but Caleb held her hand tighter. "Please. Stay here." Hanna re-arranged herself in the bed, and looked into his brown eyes.

"I won't be going anywhere else, Caleb. Okay, so do you remember Maya?" Caleb nodded, and pushed some of Hanna's hair out of her face. It was bothering him. "Well, we were on an –A adventure, because we figured out that Nate or Lyndon was a bad guy, and we were going to save Emily. There were two different lighthouses, Spence, Aria and I went to one, and you went to the other. You went to the one where Emily and Nate where. Nate is Maya's killer, and Emily killed him. That's what she was crying about, then you came up, and saw Emily, you both thought he was dead." Hanna let he tears fall, she knew the only way to finish this, was if she let them fall now. "And, then you hugged her, you put your gun down on the side, and Nate picked it up. He was going to shoot Emily, but you saw him, and you moved in front of her, and you got shot instead." Hanna croaked out, and started sobbing. She couldn't believe he did that. Saving Emily, it was still hard to actually believe he did it. He saved her. Caleb brought Hanna closer, and wrapped an arm over her, it was kinda hard to have a hug, but Hanna didn't care. She was happy she was in his arms again. "You saved her, Caleb."

"Han, baby, you don't have to cry. Everything's alright. I'm alright. Emily's alright. You're alright. And, we're alright." Caleb whispered, stroking the back of her head.

"I know, it's just. You're the bravest person I've ever met, and I love you so much." Hanna said, sniffling, and kissing Caleb's lips gently, and folding her top lip over her bottom.

"I love you too, and can you do me a favour?" Hanna nodded her head in an instant. Caleb chuckled, and kissed her forehead. "Do you have my jeans with you?"

"You're not putting them on." Hanna told him sternly, and Caleb shook his head.

"Just pass me them." She looked at him. "Trust me." Hanna nodded, carefully removed herself from the bed, and grabbed the jeans. She got back into the position she was in, and passed her boyfriend the jeans. He got the little navy blue box out of the pocket, and threw the jeans off the bed. Hanna gulped, and her eyes filled with tears. Caleb opened the box, and opened his mouth to speak. "Hanna, I love you so much. You're the only person in the world that I'm sure I love. You're the first person who hasn't left me in my whole life. And I want to marry you one day, so this is what this ring means. I love you, and I can't imagine leaving you. I don't ever want to lose you. I'll always love you, and I'll always be yours. I love you so much Hanna, and everything about you, the fact you say you're not pretty when you are, your hair, your smile, your laugh, your voice, and I want to spend the rest of my life listening to your laugh, your voice, I want to wake up every morning and see your smile, I want to twirl your hair around my finger, and I want to have kids with you. So Hanna Marin will you take this promise ring?" Caleb whispered, and Hanna nodded. Nodded like her life depended on it.

"Yeah!" She said, with glee. Caleb smiled even more, took the ring out the box, and slipped the ring easily on her ring finger. It was silver, and the infinity sign joined the ring together. A small two carat diamond was placed in the middle of the sign, and Hanna and Caleb were printed on the outside of the ring. "It's beautiful, Caleb. Thank you." Hanna said, and kissed him. Caleb deepened the kiss, and brought her closer by securing a hand on the edge of her hips. They both smiled into the kiss, Hanna opened her mouth slightly to give Caleb's tongue entrance into her mouth. Hanna pulled away and kissed his forehead. "When you get out of here I'm gonna be at your apartment 24/7, looking after you."

"What about school?" We both chuckled. "I did not just ask that."

"I'll catch up, anyways Spencer will probably bring us our homework." Hanna said, giggling.

"Oh Shit!" Spencer shouted outside the room, quickly opened the hospital room door, came inside, shut it, and looked through the blinds. Caleb and Hanna chuckled at her, and she face-palmed. "Sorry!"

"What did you say oh shit too?" Hanna asked, and Spencer collapsed in the chair.

"Wren." Spencer said. "And, Hanna. Where's your coffee?" Hanna pointed to her coffee cup on the table by Caleb's bed. Spencer sighed happily, and picked up the coffee cup.

"You finished your cup already?" Spencer shook her head.

"I finished my tenth cup." Hanna and Caleb chuckled, and Spencer took a sip from the coffee cup, like best friends she didn't bother wiping the brim.

"Today?" Caleb asked, and Spencer rolled her eyes.

"Yes, and if you're trying to be act strong by speaking, it's lame." Spencer said, dragging out the lame.

"That's what I told you." Hanna said, and Caleb kissed her forehead. Some of Hanna's hair fell in front of her face, and she used her left hand to push it out of her eyes, and Spencer sighed.

"So you did it." Spencer said to Caleb.

"Yes." Caleb said, Hanna looked between the two, and gasped. Spencer chuckled at her.

"You knew?" Hanna asked, and Spencer nodded.

"He wanted my opinion on the ring, even though he didn't need it. I don't why though, it was pretty stupid, and I feel like there is a kick in my coffee, and did you put vodka in it." Hanna glared at her. "Right, I don't taste vodka, or anything alcoholic." She said, staring at Caleb.

"I know what's in her flask already." Caleb added, looking at both of them, and Hanna sighed.

"How?" Hanna asked.

"I just do." Spencer's phone bleeped, she opened it and smiled.

"Is it Toby?" Spencer nodded.

"He's back from Bucks County, and goodbye nearly engaged people. Feel better, badass." Spencer said, drank the rest of Hanna's coffee, and left the hospital.

"How do you feel?" Hanna pressed, turning on her side to face Caleb's side. Caleb tried moving to the side as well, but Hanna glared at him, making him stay on his back. "Good!" Caleb smiled at her, and she planted a soft kiss on his cheek. "You're not moving anywhere until I or the doctor says so."

"I love how you want to take care of me." He whispered to her, breathing in and out carefully, and heavily.

"Are you alright?" She whispered back, smiling. He nodded, and winked at her.

…

"Caleb! I don't care if you say you don't want me to miss school, because I will. And, I don't care if your Mum is also staying with you. I'm looking after you." Hanna said sternly into his ear, as she was pushing him in his wheelchair. Caleb smiled at her, and she kissed the top of his head.

"Princess, I'm fine. Seriously." Caleb said, not wanting her to miss school.

"Well, I'm still looking after you. I love you, and it's my job." Caleb chuckled, and Hanna bent down, and kissed his forehead. "No, I'm going to get you in your bed, and we're gonna watch movies."

"My pick?" He asked hopefully.

"You're not sick."

"I'm kind of sick. I was shot. Protecting your best friend and you."

"I know, and our best friend." She poked his nose, and he chuckled. "I'll let you choose the movie, but we are watching at least one of my pick."

"Good, and I don't need to be in a wheelchair you know." Hanna chuckled.

…

"I told you I can get into bed myself." Caleb said.

"You're in now, so I'm gonna put a movie in, and then come into bed with you." Hanna said, kissing his lips lightly. He threw a corner of the duvet over dramatically, and Hanna chuckled, as he rubbed the empty spot.

"You know, we don't have to watch a movie, we can just lay here, and talk."

"Really, talk." She asked, eyebrows raised. He chuckled. "Which movie?"

"Silver Linings." Hanna out the disk in, and climbed into bed next to Caleb. "I love you, and I won't let anybody hurt you."

"I love you too."

These are just a bunch of Haleb one-shots. Some are when they're a couple. Others aren't. If you PM or Review something you'd like to see, I'll be more than happy to do it. Review Please.

Bye Dolls.