Hannah’s P.O.V
“Sarah’s alive,”

Everybody held their breath, Matt pulled me tightly to him and Brian had to sit down.

“What do you mean she’s alive?” Matt asked, his voice was almost a growl.

“She called me,” I said when Erin opened her mouth to speak “Well, she had the hospital call me because they couldn’t get a hold of Erin and we had to go down there because she was throwing a fucking tantrum until she saw us,”

“Why did the two of you go alone?” Brian asked.

“We didn’t want to wake anyone,” I sighed.

“And what good would any of you have been? You were all drunk,” Erin added and I agreed with her.

“We weren’t that drunk,” Jimmy pouted, trying to lighten the mood as the tension grew.

“Brian and Matt came to bed at five in the morning, stinking and fell right asleep,” I said “That is drunk,”

“We were better going alone anyway, it would have only been worse if all of us went, or if we took anyone else at all,” Erin added again.

“Alright,” Brian sighed “What about the chase?” He asked, pointing to the TV where an image of our car being followed by another was paused.

“When we pulled out of the hospital parking lot someone started following us, from what we could see there were four guys in the car,” I said, shrugging out of Matt’s grip and walking over to one of the computers and booting it back up “I got two of them and E flipped the car, whether anyone is still alive or not, we don’t know,”

“Why were they following you?” Matt asked, coming over with everyone else while Papa Gates remained in the big recliner, everyone surrounded me and looked at the screen.

“Sarah…” I sighed “She called for back-up,”

“Just like we did,” Erin said, nodding to Papa “Only I think she has more,” She rubbed her arm and looked down at me with a smile before back to the computer “What are you doing?”

“I got the licence plate,” I smiled, loading up the required software and typing in the numbers and letters that I had memorised during the chase.

FRASER, HANK

“Hank Fraser?” Matt asked “Who the fuck is that?” Erin moved away and onto one of the computers to find out what she could while I did the same “Can I?” He asked, gesturing to sit where I am. I nodded and got out of the seat and left everyone to do what they wanted, I needed something to drink.

I walked into the kitchen and headed straight for the fridge and grabbed a beer, popping the cap off and drinking half of it in one.

“Well, well, well,” Papa chuckled as he walked into the kitchen “I thought the guys could drink,”

“Well I am Scottish,” I laughed “Gotta drink to survive,” I shrugged, finishing off the beer already.

“Can I say something dear?” He asked and I nodded “Are you sure you want to marry into this?” He asked, taking my left hand and looking at the ring on my finger “Sure, they’re a famous rock band but they also do all of this,”

“I’m already a part of all of this, sir,” I told him and he nodded.

“I know, but once we take care of all of this you can get out, go back to Scotland and live a normal life,”

“With all due respect, this is my life and I know what I want to do with it, I am going to marry Matt and we’ll be happy, no matter what happens,”

“He said that too,” He sighed and I raised an eyebrow at him “I had this conversation with him, I thought it was odd that he proposed so soon after his last engagement failed,” engagement? Matt was engaged?

“What?” I whispered.

“Oh, Hannah, sweetheart, did he tell you she was just his ex-girlfriend?” I nodded as tears welled in my eyes.

“Excuse me,” I said, putting my beer back down, walking back through the house and past everyone who was still working on the computers.

“Babe?” Matt asked, I whipped around and pointed a finger at him.

“Don’t” I said “Don’t talk to me,”
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When I got into my room I grabbed my usual pyjamas and headed into the bathroom, I needed a shower and somewhere to think.

I stood under the water for twenty minutes before I decided to wash myself, and those twenty minutes were spent hugging myself and crying silently, or looking at the ring on my finger and twiddling it around. Was this the right thing? I was starting to doubt everything.

I finally got out of the shower, dried my body and towel dried my hair before tying it up in a knot on top of my head and slipping into my pyjamas and heading back into the bedroom, where Matt was sitting on the bed, nervously playing with his fingers.

“Hannah,” He breathed, getting up and hugging me, I didn’t hug back though “Baby, please talk to me,” He begged.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked.

“Tell you what?” He asked.

“That you and Val were engaged?” A look of realisation flashed across his face and then he looked serious again.

“That was a mistake,” He said “I never wanted to be engaged to her,” I shot him a questioning look “We had been together since high school and it was starting to get weird, everyone was asking when I was going to ask her and she was dropping hints-“

“Like?” I asked.

“Leaving her laptop open on wedding dress sights, humming the wedding march around me and leaving me little notes, signed ‘the future Mrs Sanders’” I made a sick face and he chuckled “But anyway, one night, the guys and I got really drunk and when I came home she was, once again, shopping online for a wedding dress and I said that we should get married, asked her why not and that we had been together forever and it was the only way to move forward – the guys had been saying this to me all night – and she said yes, but when I woke up the next morning I had no recollection of it happening until she dragged me out shopping and chose her own ring,”

I sighed and looked at my hand, still playing with the ring.

“But none of that happened before you asked me? This isn’t anything to do with what is going
on in our lives right now, is it?” I asked.

“No,” He said sincerely “I never wanted you to doubt me, but I love you Hannah, and I do want to spend the rest of my life with you, I want to marry you and have babies with you and grow old with you,” He kissed me deeply and then looked in my eyes again “Since we’re being honest here and getting everything out, is there anything that you want to tell me?”

“You know everything about me,” I smiled.

Matt decided that he was going to go back down and help the guys, I was going to go with him when I saw Erin and changed my mind, I wanted to hang out with her instead.

“So, what was that all about?” She asked when I flopped down onto her bed.

“Matt was engaged,” I told her and she whipped around, already half naked from changing into sleepwear.

“What?!” She nearly yelled.

“Val convinced Matt to propose to her when they were together,”

“Whoa,” She whispered and I shrugged “All is good now?” I nodded.

After Erin changed she got onto her bed with me and we lay on our sides facing each other.

“You were awesome today,” She said.

“Maybe so,” I chuckled “But you were the best,”

“No, you were,”

“No, you were,”

“Gah,” I exclaimed “Stop flirting with me,”

“Never,” She laughed, leaning forward and capturing my lips in a mind blowing kiss. Again. I would never get tired of kissing her.

Notes

I apologize for this really shitty and boring chapter but I've got a case of writers block at the moment so stay tuned for something awesome as always from E!!

- LMV x