Plot: Set before Alison finds out she's pregnant with Emily's baby. Different turn of events on the situation.

Alison is in the kitchen washing up dishes, she has been angrily scrubbing the same dish for 10 minutes in the hopes that she could just wash away her issues...

Earlier on, she got in an argument with Emily about the pregnancy and how they were going to handle it... Sorry, how SHE was going to handle it.

Seeing as they were yet to discuss what it is that they officially were despite Emily now sleeping at the house regularly... She just knows that Emily is here right now. Needless to say she didn't get the response that she wanted to hear which resulted in her storming off, crying and scrubbing her woes away with dishes.

She hears a faint shuffling behind her and her whole body tenses as she grips the edge of the counter. Unable to think, unable to speak, she just closes her eyes in the hope that she can just disappear down the drain like the suds of soap she had created.

Emily approaches Alison with caution, stopping a few feet behind her. "Ali? Can we talk?"

Alison was wrong.

"I really think we've spoken enough. Don't you?" her voice fails her as it quivers towards the end of her question, showing her vulnerability to the brunette standing behind her.

Alison could feel the guilt and sympathy oozing off the tanned girl behind her, but she couldn't react to that right now. Not when she was this conflicted on what the future holds for the life growing inside of her, for the life she wasn't sure she was prepared to bring in to the world.

"Ali please don't be like this - this situation it's hard for me." Emily lets her eyes wander around the room as she can sense the blonde's sudden body language change.

"Oh and you don't think this is hard for me?" Alison spins around to face the brunette who is still avoiding her blue eyes, suddenly feeling empowered by rage. "I'M the one pregnant with that psychos baby! I'M the one who's life has to change forever! I don't even know what I'm going to do yet." Alison stumbles back slightly, until she can feel the edge of the counter dig into her back.

Her eyes desperately try and search for something, anything inside Emily's that will give her some closure on this issue. Some hope that they can get through this. Together.

But instead she sees the brunette looking as deflated and worn out as she is.

For the first time since Emily approached Alison she looked up at her big blue eyes, she was suddenly greeted by pain and anger.

"I didn't mean it like that, I just meant this is a huge step. We haven't even tried to figure out what it is that we are since - well A and then you dropped this bomb and now -" She was cut off by the emotional and hurt blonde.

"And now you don't want nothing to do with me." Emily watches Alison's eye's, her big blue pools as they start to fill to the rim with tears. It broke her heart.

"Ali I came back to rosewood for you, don't you get that? I happily gave up everything I had for you."

"Well I'm sorry it was a wasted trip and that you've bitten off more than you can chew."

Alison lets a tear escape her eye as she turns her attention back to the sink, grabbing a dish as she tries not to crumble in front of the brunette. Emily grabs the blonde's arm so that she could face her, startled by the sudden action, Alison drops the plate between them and it smashes but neither of them move to clean it up.

Emily can feel Alison's body relax slightly at her touch, she knew this - all this shouting wasn't good for Ali or the baby and she hoped she'd be able to calm her down.

"I love you, Alison and I came back for you. No matter what the situation, I'm going to support you the best I can."

Alison looked deep into Emily's brown eyes as hers started to fill once more with tears. She knew that it was unfair of her to expect Emily to be committed to a child that wasn't planned, especially since it wasn't hers. But she didn't know what else to do, who else to turn to.

"I'm scared emily. What if - it, he/she is exactly like him?"

"I know, but I'm here and I wont let anyone harm you." Emily tenderly places her hand on the upset blonde's stomach. "Or this baby. And if thats the case, if the baby is like him then we will find a way to deal with it."

Emily's voice hitches as she tries to speak the next part of her sentence;

'If you wish to - terminate it, then I'd understand. I'd still be here to support you. We will find a way to get through this. I promise."

Alison looks down at her stomach where Emily's hand lay, before she looks back up to look at Emily once more.

"Is that enough though?"

Emily looked up from her stomach and looked her in the eyes, sad but determined to make the young girl feel as safe as can be.

"Em... I'm not ready for a child, I can barely take care of myself!"

"So what are you saying?" Questioned Emily.

"But on the other hand I can't kill an innocent life, just because of its father. It's not their fault he's twisted!" Alison exclaimed whilst trying her best to remain calm.

"Alison - what are you trying to say?"

The front door bursts open and Aria, Spencer, Hanna and Caleb walk in. The girls quickly break apart, Emily facing one way and Alison looking back at the sink, avoiding the looks from the group as she wipes her eyes and they both readjust themselves.

Their actions weren't quick enough however as Caleb spotted their actions and broken dish between them before looking concerned for them both.

"Hanna I told you, we will not respond to 'Spoby'." Spencer strolls in and places her bag on the sofa before quickly turning around to look at Hanna.

"Yeah Hanna sorry babe but we won't respond to Ezria either. It sounds like a spartan name.' Aria rubs Hanna's shoulder to make the feeling of rejection slightly easier on the other blonde, before looking up to see Emily. Her eyes are red as she stands away from Alison looking exhausted with a slumped body language. Spencer notices it too and remains quiet.

"You guys are no fun, Caleb lets me call us Haleb." She looks up and spots what the two other brunettes are looking at.

"Yeah, and that's because you denied me my human right to sex!" Caleb realises everyone else is silent and therefore goes quiet too.

Emily pulls herself out of her daydream to address her friends, trying to avoid their eyes at all costs.

"Guys hey, um what are you doing here?' Behind her she can hear Alison sniffle, and a bit of her breaks inside even more.

"Hey Em, we came over to watch the Bachelor and Desperate Housewives with Ali." Caleb interrupts her statement

"Whilst I was going to try and work out 'the game' see if I can trace a signal." He places his tools down and shuffles awkwardly.

"Yeah we didn't expect to see you since Ali said you was working." Aria added.

Emily curses under her breath as she remembers she had work - and Paige is going to kill her for being late.

Caleb decides to take it upon himself to address the elephant in the room.

"Are you guys - okay?" his spare hand signals to the broken dish and the hunched over blonde at the sink. Ali turns around for the first time since her friends arrived avoiding they're gaze as she turns her attention to the broken plate on the floor.

"Yeah of course! The dish just slipped out of my hand whilst I was washing it that's all."

She bends down to pick up the pieces, realising that its a plate from her mums favourite china set she left the blonde when she died, which just made her even more emotional.

Emily who felt guilty and partly responsible for the breaking of the plate, slowly approached Alison to offer her assistance.

"Ali please let me do that." Emily pleaded

"I'm fine Em." It came out like a harsh whisper, and to emily felt like a dagger in her chest.

"I don't want you to cut yourself -" Emily responded before the blonde cut her off sharply.

"I said I'm fine Emily! Fuck!" The blonde exhales deeply as she cuts her finger on a shard from the plate and drops the pieces she was holding to cradle her now wounded digit. Emily quickly drops down to her level to assess the damage as Caleb begins to pick up the pieces and Aria looks for a broom.

"Ali how bad is it?"

"Its just a scratch.. Don't fuss em I'm fine." replied Alison clearly not in the right mood to Co-operate with her.

Emily sends a pleading look to the blonde as If asking her to let the brunette help but Ali just looks away ignoring the look.

Getting the hint Emily gets up, grabs some band aids from the cabinet and chucks them in Alison's lap before she announces -

"I'm late for work. I should go."

"Yeah, maybe you should." Alison responds. Caleb puts the pieces of the plate in the bin as the girls help Alison off the floor and put a band aid on her wound.

Emily pushes off towards the door grabbing her cell phone and keys before she hears Alison storm off upstairs and the slamming of her door.

The house was quiet, tense even. Hanna broke the silence in awe.

"What the hell just happened?"

Caleb who had his back to the other girls at the time to put the dish in the bin, turned around with a planned parenting and what to do now leaflet in his hands to present to the girls.

"It could have something to do with this?"

Spencer eagerly reaches out to grab the leaflets from Caleb's grasp, her fingers tenderly brush against his palm and for a second she stops. They both exchange apologetic glances but deep down they knew that they were apologising for different things.

Aria and Hanna sort of faded with the background as the pair just stared at each other for a moment.

Aria who senses the connection between them and who also notices how uncomfortable Hanna suddenly looks, clears her throat so that they can resume examing the leaflets. Caleb lets go off the leaflets once Spencer has them and runs his fingers through his thick hair.

"Um yeah - whilst I was putting the broken dish in the bin, I noticed these under some banana skins."

"Okay babe as cute as it is you helping us and all, I don't think trash diving some take out leaflets is going to tell us what's going on." Hanna interjected, clearly not noticing what the leaflets are about. Before Caleb could respond Spencer beat him to it.

"Hanna they aren't take out leaflets, they are pregnancy leaflets look." She passes the leaflets to Hanna, who furrows her brows in confusion as she carefully studies the leaflets with Aria peering over her shoulder.

"Soo, Em is pregnant?" Questions Hanna who still has the look of confusion on her face as she addresses her friends.

Her friends all stare at her with a pitying look as she's just not understanding the logic behind this. Aria, being the one who always gives it to Hanna straight tries to simplify what the others are implying to her.

"Hanna there is 3 reasons as to why and how, Emily isn't pregnant." The pensive brunette commented.

"Okay then miss smarty pants let's hear it."

" #1 Emily donated her eggs thus meaning there is none left for her to reproduce at this time, she'd have to wait until her next cycle." Spencer quickly stated so that they could get the ball rolling on this dumb down session for Hanna.

Next up was Aria.

"#2 even if she decided to change her mind, A stole her eggs meaning she couldn't help families who couldn't have babies like she wanted to." Aria felt a ping in her heart as she made that statement, she knew how much that gesture had meant to Emily and when she found out A stole her eggs...

"And last but not least #3, Emily is a big raging puddle of full on gay. She loves the kitty cat more specifically Alison's. So even if she still had her eggs the chances of her sleeping with a guy to get pregnant is very slim to none... which only means one thing." Caleb finished up his point with a smug smirk on his face knowing that his girlfriend was sure to guess who it was that was actually pregnant none.

"That one of us minus Em and Me are pregnant?" The trio groan at the very slow blonde, Spencer pinches the bridge of her nose scrunching her eyes to avoid a headache when she hears something from upstairs.

"Guys I'm just kidding. I know that Alison is pregnant." Hanna responded, slightly offended that her friends think she could be so stupid.

"Wait guys - Listen." Alison could be faintly heard upstairs vomiting violently inside the toilet.

"Should we go?" Caleb gestures his hand lightly towards the door. Spencer realised this must feel kind of awkward for him as him and her too experienced something like this when they were together but it was a close call.

Aria shakes her head and walks in to the kitchen to prep some things.

"No we won't go, Alison needs us even if she doesn't want to admit it right now. We're here for her." Announced the small brunette.

Aria thought about all the times Alison had been there for her one way or another, she wasn't going to leave her feeling all alone when she needed them most.

"Spence can you go to the pantry grab some gram crackers and blankets from the lining cupboard. Caleb do what you have to do with the game and Han can you make a store run for some ginger ale?" The 3 friends just nodded their head and continued on with the tasks they were given as Aria started to head towards the sound of Alison emptying her stomach once more.

Sorry for the longish chapter, part of me wanted to keep going but I really want to know what you guys think! This isn't me giving up on my other stories, it's me trying something new for a while!

leave a comment, let me know how you like it! Nuff love, Megsy Xo