Prologue
"I wish this was a joke, Killer." Alison replied, knowing that using Emily's nickname would make the brunette see that she wasn't joking. "I don't know why this had to happen now when everything was perfect." A fresh set of tears rolled down Alison's cheeks and she felt like she couldn't breath. "Emily, I...I'm...I went to the store but I didn't get medicine. I took the tests. I took five of them. They were all positive. I...I'm pregnant." She finally spoke the words that she'd desperately held inside in hopes of keeping it from being a reality.
"Holy shit." Emily mumbled out only loud enough for herself to hear. Was Alison serious? She hoped not. Pregnant, at her age, at their age, and engaged.. what the hell was going on. This all had to be a joke. As soon as Emily head her nickname, it all sunk in. Alison really was pregnant, and Emily had no idea what to say. She desperately wanted to go and comfort the blonde, but she didn't have it in her, not right now. Instead, she simply got up, a look of utter disappointment taking over face. How typical of Alison to not use protection when she was with a guy, and Noel of all that. She shook her head and turned around, her back to Alison, words wanting to escape her lips, however she didn't know what to say. "No." was all that escaped her lips. "NO, no. Tell me you're joking Alison, tell me this is all some sort of joke, please, I'm begging you. I-I can't do this right now." She finally spoke the words. "I can't do this." She finally turned around, her pale face looking at Alison, who had been in tears for the last few minutes. "You.. this... what." You could tell that Emily was sad, angry, confused... and especially disappointed. Even though Alison was probably just as confused as Emily, she just couldn't let it sink in.
The brunette simply stood there, her eyes on Alison's icy blue ones, it was as though the energy had been completely sucked out of both of them. Their relationship had actually been okay, other than the fact that Emily's mom had disowned her when she found out about the two being together, and now, Alison being pregnant? Emily wasn't even sure if she could support the weight of handling Alison during her pregnancy, and who would support the both of them? No job, no house to call their own. what if Mr. DiLaurentis disowned Alison because of this? They'd both have no place to go. The only solution Emily could come up with was to cut ties with the blonde, and it killed her to just think of this. "I..." She walked over to Alison, tears forming in her own eyes. She placed her hand in Alison's, already regretting her decision. "I told you that no matter what, I'd love you and stay by your side, but this.. - I feel like a piece of me died, it's not what I had in mind.. I can't do this, this isn't my responsibility. I just - .." She ran out of words to say, her ring falling over the palm of Alison's hand. And just like that, Emily ended the engagement. She knew it was like abandoning Alison, but this was all spinning out of proportion, and it wasn't her fault at all. She wasn't the one to get Alison pregnant, and as much as she loved the blonde, she needed to breathe, this was Noel's responsibility, and Alison's, it felt as though nothing could get worse. Emily simply thought to herself. "At the end of the day, life's a lesson." Which was true, maybe she was meant to fall in love with Alison only to have it end like this.
Alison could feel her heart breaking with the way Emily reacted. She closed her eyes and thought in her mind to herself. "Please be a nightmare. Please don't be real. Wake up Alison. Wake up from this and be beside Emily in bed at home." All the thoughts swirled in her head as she begged for this whole night to be unreal. But when she finally opened her eyes, it was still the same scene in front of her. The brunette hadn't said a word and she knew without a doubt she'd once again let Emily down. Her stomach was in knots and she was clearly having trouble breathing. She didn't know which was worse, the sickness and feeling of nausea from the pregnancy or the sinking heart feeling she had by seeing the look on Emily's face.
"I ruined everything. I'll never forgive myself. Why...Why me?" Alison mumbled out through her tears. She didn't even bother to wipe away the tears streaming down her face. She sat down on her front steps and placed her hands on her knees, just staring at them like they could change the situation. Finally she looked over at Emily, daring to look into her eyes, though the emotions she saw in them killed her. She braced herself for what Emily had to say but even Alison couldn't prepare herself for those words. The blonde took the ring and burst into tears. "You're really leaving me, Emily?" She choked out but the blonde couldn't even manage to get up. She'd never felt so broken in all her life. All because of her stupid drunken mistake, she was paying for the rest of her life. It was like maybe this was punishment for all the horrid things she'd done in her past. She thought that maybe she just wasn't meant to be happy, that maybe she didn't deserve a happy ending.
Emily truly was dying inside, she felt as though she practically had nothing left to live for. Emily turned around, her back to Alison's face; taking small breaths, she tried to regain her composure however she just couldn't stop herself from crying even more. Before leaving, she lifted her shoulders just a little, managing to speak the words that she knew would break Alison even more; but she had to say them. "You disappointed me Alison." She shook her head, making sure her phone was in her pockets, she didn't bother grabbing her stuff from the car nor the DiLaurentis house, she simply walked away, her ring finger empty, her heart broken, her soul in thousands of pieces, and her emotions a huge wreck.
Alison hadn't even bothered to pay attention to anything else around. She'd been crying for what seemed like hours, though it was only a few minutes. But her heart ached and she felt like nothing would ever be right again. She hated herself, she hated Noel, but most of all she simply hated that Emily wasn't going to be around her anymore. And then she heard those words and suddenly her head was spinning. She felt like she was going to throw up and pass out all at the same time. Emily was disappointed in her. That very fact alone broke the last shred of hope Alison had in her. Her heart was shattered and she couldn't even think straight anymore.
The brunette's heart was shattered in hundreds of little pieces. She wanted more than anything to run back to Alison and hold her as tightly as she could, but she didn't have it in her. Making her way back home quickly and ignoring her parents as soon as she walked in, Emily ran to her room and shut the door; her back falling to it immediately after shutting it. The brunette buried her face in her arms, holding her knees closely to her chest, trying to soak up the moment, even though it just was too horrible to be true.
To Alison's worst surprise, her dad arrived home exactly at the moment she stood up to go inside. Kenneth took in Alison's tear stained face and the fact that Emily was nowhere in sight and pulled his daughter in to hug her tightly. "Alison? What's wrong? Where's Emily?" He asked in a concerned tone. Alison sniffled, her tears staining her dad's shirt as she mumbled out. "It's over dad. She hates me. I screwed up."
"Al...I'm sure we can call her over and resolves this. Emily loves you."
Alison finally pulled away and glared at Kenneth. She knew he was only trying to help but she couldn't tell him the real truth, not now. "No! Stop trying to help, dad! It's over and no one can fix anything! Just stop!" She yelled out and finally ran inside and up into her bedroom, locking her door behind her. She threw her phone down on the ground and then flopped onto her bed, burying her face in her pillow as she continued to sob so hard her body was beginning to shake.
Emily simply ignored her parents who were trying to get her out of her room and to speak to them. The brunette shut them out; not wanting to deal with the situation, nor have to explain why exactly she was back home when just a day before, Emily wanted nothing to do with them. She sat over her bed, not wanting to slide underneath the sheets just yet. It was still early, probably around 7 pm or so. Emily looked up at her ceiling, a pale face, her body trembling just a little bit. She couldn't believe she'd ended it with Alison. As the tears kept coming, Emily got too tired to fight them off; instead, she fell asleep, her phone beside her on vibrate.
Alison tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable but nothing felt right. Her body was shaking and she was shivering and hot all at once. She needed Emily. Everything felt so wrong without the brunette. "This is all your fault." She yelled as she looked down at her stomach. The blonde was acting kind of crazy but she couldn't help it. She needed to calm down but all that she could manage to do was keep crying. Alison started to hiccup as her sobbing grew louder. She was starting to get to the point of being unable to breath. The blonde hadn't ever cried like this before and she hated it.
To her own surprise, Emily slept peacefully throughout the night, though she knew when she'd wake up that reality would have to settle in once again. She was terrified of what the next following days and weeks were to bring to her, to them. She didn't want to have to officially break ties with Alison, but for now, it was for the best for both of them. After sleeping for a sound 14 hours, Emily opened her eyes and looked up at the bland white ceiling, blinking a few times. "Ali?" She turned around, only then remembering the previous night. "Oh.." She mumbled to herself, frowning, her lips trembling already.
Alison finally fell asleep due to over exhaustion from the crying and the headache brought on by it. She slept through the night, only because she'd used up all her energy crying and her body finally gave in to the sleep it had been fighting off. When she awoke in the morning, the reality set in again when she awoke alone instead of with Emily beside her. "I miss you already." She whispered out already almost in tears again, though she knew Emily wouldn't hear her.
Emily stood up, finally deciding to walk downstairs and face her parents. They looked at her, worried. "Look." Emily sat down beside her dad who had wrapped his arms around her; noticing that his daughter seemed to be stressed. "I gave her back the ring and I walked away, it's over." She huffed out, fighting the tears that came down her cheeks however. Emily's lips were trembling, both of her parents coming to hold her.
Kenneth walked into Alison's room after hearing her sobbing yet again. "Al...tell me what happened?" He spoke in a soothing tone as he rubbed Alison's back. "It's over, dad. She gave me the ring back." She held it out to show him that she was in fact telling the truth. A crease appeared between Kenneth's brows as he thought about what he could do or say. "Well I'm sure this is something you girls can fix. I'll be back in a moment Al, okay?" Alison simply nodded, unable to speak anymore. Kenneth left the room and dialed Emily's number, staying a distance away, knowing Alison would've protested.
After crying it out for a few minutes in her parents' arms, Emily felt a little better, though she still missed Alison's presence. She missed everything about her; her scent, her voice, her company, it wasn't fun to wake up and not have her by her side. Her heart was still pounding, she had a headache. As soon as she felt her phone vibrate, she excused herself for a moment, making her way outside. "H-Hello?" She answered the unknown number, to her surprise; it was Mr. DiLaurentis.
Kenneth was pleased to hear Emily's voice on the other end. He was worried she might not answer. "Emily? It's Kenneth. How are you doing?" He knew there was no reason to ask but he didn't know how to approach the subject. Kenneth didn't want to upset Emily before he even got the chance to find out what had happened. Alison remained in her room, however, completely unaware that Kenneth was speaking to Emily. The blonde was too busy mourning the loss of the brunette to pay attention to anything.
"Fine I suppose, I've had better days..." Emily desperately wanted to ask about Alison, but she knew that right now wasn't the right time to do so. She didn't want to cause herself some more heartache. "Is everything okay, Mr. DiLaurentis?" She finally opened the front door and stood on the porch; making her way to the little swing that was on the right side. She knew Kenneth was about to rant or speak about what had happened, and she didn't want to hear it, but out of respect, she stayed on the line.
Kenneth sighed deeply into the phone. He rubbed the back of his neck as he paced through the hall, though being careful not to speak when passing Alison's room. He could still hear the blonde's muffled sobbing, and his heart broke for his daughter. "I'm afraid not, Emily. You see Alison has been a wreck since you left last night. Whatever happened between you two is not my business but when my daughter is unable to stop crying, I'm forced to take matters into my own hands. Now you're young and I'm sure that you might have reacted rather rashly but I think it best you and Alison speak face to face and patch things up."
Emily couldn't help but laugh a little bit in the phone when Kenneth told her she was practically reacting the wrong way with the situation; she, however, meant no disrespect. The brunette thought long and hard before answering the blonde's dad, who was just being a caring soul, as usual. "I'm sorry, Mr. DiLaurentis, but I left because of something that had nothing to do with me, actually. I'm sure if Alison would for once tell you the truth that you'd understand this situation a little more. And I say this without disrespect, but she needs help, she really does. I don't think she can get herself out of this one without hurting herself. Have a nice day." Emily quickly hung up, sighing. She sat silently on the porch swing, not sure if she should cry or remain quiet.
Kenneth was in utter shock. He'd never heard Emily speak so boldly and uncaringly when it came to Alison. "I guess I was wrong. I thought that was true love I saw in your eyes, the same thing I saw in Alison's eyes when she told me that she thought of you as more than a friend. That's why I supported you two despite my thoughts on you two being too young to get married. But if you can so willingly walk away from my daughter when she's made a mistake, then maybe I'm wrong about you, Emily. But I know Al. She's far from perfect and she may hurt those around her with her mistakes. But when it comes to you, she has the best of intentions. Do you know that? She's never told me she loved anyone until you." Kenneth had never had much to say when it came to Alison's life decisions but he couldn't bare to see his daughter suffer like this. He knew the pain of losing the one you loved most. With that, he hung up, hoping just maybe he'd talked some sense into Emily.
Emily couldn't help but shake her head in disbelief. Had Mr. DiLaurentis told her that she was too harsh when it came to the situation with Alison? She just couldn't take it anymore. She'd had enough with Alison, or the DiLaurentis family for that thought. Alison wasn't the only one that was going through a heartbreak; she was technically the one that had betrayed Emily in the first place. She remembered that night clearly, when Paige tried to make a move on her, Emily rejected her, and when she saw Alison with hickies.. telling her that she hadn't used protection with Noel.. it made her sick to her stomach, even to this day.
Alison overheard the last part of Kenneth's conversation and burst through her door and into the hallway, angrily. "Dad! What were you thinking?! I told you it couldn't be fixed! This is my fault and you went and blamed Emily! What the hell?! Now she'll probably hate me even more!" The blonde shouted out, not even the tiniest bit grateful that her dad had stood up for her. She ran back into her room and locked her door, not giving Kenneth the chance to speak. Without thinking, she dialed Emily's number, knowing she'd get her voicemail but she left a message anyway. "Hey Kil...I mean Emily. I know you hate me and I don't blame you but I didn't tell my dad to call. I don't know what he was thinking and I'm sorry you were ambushed. And..." Her voice broke as the tears spilled out but she forced herself to finish the message. "I'm sorry for everything. I miss you and I still love you." She whispered into the phone through her tears and then hung up, already panicking about what would happen if or when Emily listened to her message.
As soon as Emily received Alison's phone call; her heart skipped a beat. She didn't dare answer, knowing that it would cause just that much more heartache than the two were actually going through. Once she heard the "beep" on her phone indicating that she had a voicemail, she listened to it, knowing that the tears would arrive upon her face moments later. And, of course, she was right; tears began to flow down her cheeks and over her chin. She still couldn't believe that Alison was pregnant, it wouldn't sink in yet. The brunette chucked her phone beside her, whispering to herself as she did so. "I-I love you too, Ali."
The blonde stared at the blank screen on her phone. She couldn't decide if she was more afraid that Emily hadn't replied or called or if she was more afraid that she would. The last thing Alison wanted was a phone call from Emily telling her she truly meant it was over and asking that Alison no longer speak to her. She couldn't even begin to imagine a life without being able to talk to Emily. Without thinking, the blonde went through her old texts with Emily and reread the countless conversations between them, fresh tears spilling out each time she found one of their more heartfelt texts.
Emily walked inside and confronted her parents once more. They truly did look concerned for the brunette; which also tore Emily's heart apart. "Emily, how about we go out for breakfast, just the three of us." Wayne, her father, offered. Of course, Emily accepted the offer; she didn't want to be left alone. The brunette nodded and placed her hair in a bun, deciding to try to enjoy the rest of the day with her parents. Even though she wasn't with Alison at this very moment, she missed her, she truly did. Even though she'd given her the ring back, it didn't mean she didn't love her anymore.
Alison finally stopped reading when she got to the last message. She looked at Emily's ring and played around with it, unable to really let it sink in that Emily would never marry her. She just couldn't believe it was over. When she heard a soft knock on the door, she set the ring down and looked up to see Kenneth enter her room. "Al? You haven't eaten anything. You skipped dinner too. Let me buy you breakfast? You'll feel better with some comfort food." Her dad offered, wanting to at least get Alison out the house for a while.
Emily had managed to put on some jeans and a comfortable tank top with normal running shoes. She had slid on the "Emily" bracelet that Alison had gotten them all a few years back out of routine; she'd always wear it before she went anywhere, really. The Fields family slid into the car and made their way to The Brew, with a new owner, it had been quite busy and had been known as the "It" place to go out for breakfast as a family, plus; their food was really good. Emily sat in the car silently until arriving, then followed her parents to get a table.
Alison finally agreed realizing she was actually pretty hungry. "The Brew?" Kenneth asked, knowing it was the only place the blonde liked to go for breakfast. Alison nodded and carefully stood up. She looked at herself in the mirror, unsurprised to see that she looked awful. She quickly washed her face and combed her hair, tying it in a braid. There was nothing she could do about her puffy, red eyes so she didn't bother to put on makeup or anything. Alison slipped on a pair of sweats she'd borrowed from Emily once and a comfortable tank top along with a pair of flip-flops. She walked alongside her dad who had waited for her in the hallway and together, they headed to car.
Emily sat comfortably in a booth beside her dad and her mother. As soon as the waitress brought them a menu, she looked it over for a minute and finally decided what she wanted. "I'll have two eggs over easy with some bacon and beans, please." She ordered politely, flashing a nice smile over at the new waitress. She then let her back relax over the back of the booth, breathing regularly, looking over at her parents from time to time, however; she really had nothing to say to them.
Alison closed her eyes as her dad drove the short distance to The Brew. She was still so weak and exhausted from the emotional roller coaster she'd gone through. When they finally arrived, she followed her dad inside and over to their table. She sat down and grabbed a menu, looking it over even though she already knew what she wanted. When the waitress finally arrived to get their drink orders, Alison interrupted. "We're ready to order actually." She smiled politely and let her dad order first. "I'll have blueberry pancakes and a side of bacon, please." Alison ordered and thanked the waitress after handing over her menu.
Emily made sure to turn off her phone when she was out with her parents; they especially hated when she texted in front of them, which was understandable. The brunette took a sip of her juice once it came to the table, gently setting it upon the placemat in front of her. She made small conversation with her parents, not really trying to explain why she'd ended things with Alison. She wasn't ready to speak about it, and thankfully her parents respected that. Even though Emily was still upset with them, she truly needed their support right now, and she knew they wouldn't walk away from her.
Alison sipped at her coffee and glanced around the place, finally taking notice of the brunette who always caught her eye. Emily. Just when the blonde was feeling up to eating her favorite breakfast, she lost all appetite, her stomach dropping. She wanted to get up and talk to the brunette but there was no way she could go over there. Pam and Wayne already hated her and probably wouldn't allow her anywhere near Emily now. "Dad...Em's here. I can't do this." Alison spoke loudly without meaning to, not realizing others could hear her.
Finally, the brunette had received her food. "Thank you." She whispered over at the waitress and picked up her fork. It wasn't long after before taking her first bite that she examined the room, of course; she quickly spotted Alison. The brunette sighed and closed her eyes, her parents beside her noticing that the blonde was there as well. "Well shit. I need air." Emily practically pushed her parents out of the way and made her way outside, breathing in deeply though she was sort of panicked. She really just needed this moment alone with her parents, and out of all people that she could see, why was it Alison?
Alison saw that Emily had stepped outside and took the opportunity to get some air as well. She knew that she was practically ambushing Emily, which wasn't fair at all. But she needed the brunette. She couldn't stay away and she certainly couldn't pretend she hadn't seen her. She slid out of her seat and ran outside before Emily could return back inside. She stood a small distance away and just looked at the brunette. "Hey..." She whispered, not knowing what else she could say.
"Ali..." Emily mumbled out, not sure if she should just walk away, start to cry, or turn around and fall right into the blonde's arms. Instead, she stood still. Her face was pale, her body turned numb quickly; she had no idea what she could do right now. She batted her eyelashes a few times and finally managed to turn around. She held back tears, her lips trembling, she really didn't want to see Alison right now, however; here they both were. It had not even been 24 hours since Emily gave Alison the ring back, and there it was, Alison kept hers on.
Alison played with the engagement ring on her finger. It wasn't that she really had any hope but simply that taking it off was too painful. She'd already had to watch Emily give hers back and that had broken her enough. The blonde walked over, closer to Emily. She desperately wanted to pull the brunette in for a hug but she knew that Emily would probably resist. "I..." Alison didn't know what she could say. She looked down, her eyes suddenly catching on to what was on Emily's wrist. She couldn't help herself as she gently reached out to cradle Emily's wrist in one hand, the other tracing over the bracelet. "You still wear it." She whispered softly.
"I do." Emily whispered out, not even daring to move from Alison's soft embrace; the hold that she had on her hand was something that had always given her goose bumps. The brunette gently pulled Alison in for a tight hug, holding her waist softly, whispering. "I miss you." Before pulling away. She then wiped a few tears from her eyes and walked back inside before she'd burst out into tears, she really wasn't ready for a confrontation with the blonde just yet, it had taken a lot out of her to simply hug her.
Alison was surprised by Emily's response. She was sure that the brunette would push her away but she hadn't. Maybe there was some hope left after all. "I'm glad you wear it." Alison finally replied as she dropped Emily's wrist back down. It was all too much, to be this close to the brunette and not really be with her anymore. She let Emily hug her and hugged back tightly, almost afraid to let go. "I miss you too." She whispered to Emily's back, the brunette already heading back inside. She took a few moments to herself to wipe away at her own tears before she rejoined her dad inside.
Emily sat down beside her parents once again. "We have to go." She mumbled out loudly, people around her hearing. She simply got up and then took her parents' keys, insisting that she drive. It wasn't the fact that she was utterly disappointed with Alison that had her bothered, it was that if she stayed near the blonde much more; she'd end up forgiving her or caving in to her excuses or such things, and she didn't want that. She wanted time to think, time to be alone, to be single and to simply breathe; even if deep down she'd probably end up forgiving her, she wasn't ready, not now.
Alison sat down in front of her dad once again, thankful that he knew not to ask questions. She overheard Emily forcing her parents to leave and sighed deeply. Both the blonde and Kenneth wore a similar frown until the waitress finally appeared with their food. "Thank you." Alison mumbled, though she'd lost her appetite. "Al..you have to eat. Starving yourself won't bring her back." Kenneth tried to reason with Alison, concerned with his daughter's well being. Finally Alison complied and picked up her fork, eating some of her pancakes and bacon.
As soon as the brunette stood up, she walked by the DiLaurentis table, almost giving them both the cold shoulder. Emily finally caved in and gave the keys to her dad, asking him to drive her home. Summer vacation was almost done, and it was going to be their final senior year at Rosewood High, she was excited. Once in the car and finally arriving home, Emily decided to put on her swimsuit and to go for a swim at the recreational center, hopefully to just calm down; even though all she could do was think about the blonde who clouded her thoughts most of the time.
The blonde and her dad both looked up to politely say bye to Emily as she passed but the brunette practically ignored them both. It finally set in for Kenneth that he had to stop pushing. This was obviously not an easy fix and he'd leave it to Alison. "I'm sorry if I made anything worse." He spoke quietly to his daughter. Alison shook her head and finally set her fork down to sip on her coffee instead. "It's not any better or worse. I don't know if it'll ever get better but I don't think it could get worse." She frowned and couldn't help but let a few tears slip out.
Emily headed over to the recreational center, paying for her entry. She went into the locker rooms and put her towel in the locker that was assigned to her. The pool wasn't very busy, which was a good thing. Emily simply headed out and then dipped her legs into the pool, finally diving in afterwards, she enjoyed her afternoon swimming, it would always calm her down when she was upset; and this time, it worked, not well, however, but it was better than nothing. The rest of her day went by smoothly, after swimming, she headed home, had dinner with her parents and went straight to bed.
Alison finally couldn't handle holding it all in out in public. "Let's go." She practically demanded. Kenneth however thankfully understood his daughter's feelings and stood up after paying. With one arm around Alison, he walked with her to the car. When they finally arrived home, Alison went straight up to her room wordlessly. The worst part for her was that she had no one else to talk to and practically no hobbies. Alison suddenly realized that without Emily she practically had no life. She suddenly felt quite pathetic and that made her feel even worse.
Time went by slowly for Emily. It had been days since she'd spoken to Alison. Things had still been so messy, she tried to avoid her phone at all costs, also tried to not walk by the DiLaurentis house when she'd go out for walks. Emily would try to avoid speaking to the other girls as well; she had isolated herself the best she could, though things still hurt. She wanted nothing more than to be there for Alison, in this very moment; though time was of the essence. She was young, she had fallen in love very young, she thought everything was perfect, but she'd moved too quickly. She missed waking up and falling asleep beside Alison, which caused a little bit of a sleep problem for the brunette.
The days dragged on for Alison. She pretty much only ever came out to eat because Kenneth would force her. She'd been starting to feel sick because of the pregnancy and for now, she'd convinced her dad it was just due to the depression. Kenneth had given in and left Alison alone for now. The blonde thought a lot about those positive tests. Maybe they were defective. If she went to her doctor, maybe she'd get to make all this disappear. She could only hope that she wasn't really pregnant. "Dad! I don't feel so good! I need to go to the doctor!" She shouted from the top of the stairs, knowing he'd allow her to drive there on her own.
Summer was quickly coming to an end. It had been just over a week that Emily had not spoken to Alison, and everyday was still pure torture. She would wake up in tears, still having trouble to fall asleep without someone to hold her at night as well. Early Monday morning, Emily got out of bed and got dressed, finally deciding to go out for a walk after a few days of staying inside the house. She put on sweat pants and a sweater vest, tied up her hair in a bun and plugged her earphones in her phone, deciding o go out for a jog.
Alison grabbed her keys and made her way to her car. She pulled out her dark wig, deciding that if she was to get an ultrasound, it would be Vivian's instead of hers. She drove quickly to the doctor's office and dug into her purse for her Vivian Darkbloom I.D. It was then that she realized she'd given it to CeCe to escape to Paris. "Fuck." Alison huffed out and pulled off the wig. She reluctantly made her way into the reception area and walked up to the receptionist. "I need an ultrasound. I think I might be pregnant." She whispered and then filled out all the forms and waited for her turn.
Emily jogged down the mostly empty streets of Rosewood. Deciding that she was finally ready to pass by the DiLaurentis house, she made the turn, spotting the ever so famous house that she'd spent so much time in. After seeing that Alison's car wasn't there, she felt relieved; knowing that if Alison had seen her run by, she'd run outside to chase her. Emily kept running, bumping into a frantic Spencer that had been school shopping. A smile formed over Emily's lips as she whispered to herself. "Typical Hastings.." She waved hello.
Once Alison's name was called, she stood up quickly to follow the nurse into the medical examiner's room. After the nurse took all her vitals, she was left alone to change into a hospital gown. The blonde anxiously waited for the doctor to come in. When she finally heard a knock, she mumbled out that it was okay for the doctor to come in. Her doctor greeted her and asked her the regular questions about how she was doing and then she set up the machine for Alison's ultrasound. Moments later, Alison's stomach dropped as she saw the developing baby on the screen. She was in fact pregnant. The doctor printed out her ultrasound for her and congratulated her but Alison was too devastated to respond. This couldn't be real. "Your bill will be mailed. You're free to go, Miss DiLaurentis." The doctor said, leaving the room and closing the door behind her to give Alison privacy to change.