How about Paris?
I first want to state that I am a big Emison fan and I know it might now seem like it reading this but believe me, if you are an Emison fan…just read! I do not own Pretty Little Liars or anything related to it.
Chapter 1
"Welcome home honey," Pam Fields opens the door and greats her daughter with hug. "I missed you so much."
"Thank you mom I missed you too!" Emily Fields just returned home for the first time in two years after serving overseas. She followed in her father's footsteps after she graduated high school and signed up for the National Guard four years ago and boy has it changed her. "It feels so good to be home."
"Dinner is in the oven and there is a surprise for you in your room."
"Mom I told you not to make a big deal about…"
"Yeah you did and I didn't pick you up from the airport because you didn't want me to, you didn't tell me what you wanted for dinner, the least I can do is get you a present."
"Okay you're right; I'm going to go take a shower and be down." Giving her mom a kiss she walks upstairs. When she reaches her room she just stands there and stares; it looks exactly as she remembers it. A bed all to herself, a bathroom behind a door, a window she can look out of and see a house next to hers. Hearing something fall in the bathroom she drops her bags and she's back overseas.
"Hey Pam I don't know if I should be here…Emily! Why do you look petrified?"
"I heard a noise… Devon what are you doing here?"
I'm happy to see you too!" Sitting on the bed she smiles as nods her head to the side signaling Emily to come over.
"I am…I'm really happy to see you believe me!" Sitting next to Devon she rests her head on her shoulder. "Are you my surprise?"
"I sure am Em!"
"Dev…" all of a sudden the mood changes with Emily gets up and walks over to her window.
"I'm sorry I know how you feel about that, but to be fair…I mean it has been four years and you've never told me why you don't like me calling you Em."
"Because I just don't okay?" Sitting in front of her window she hugs her legs as Devon moves over to sit behind her.
"You're just so hush hush about your past sometimes I would think after three years you would tell me something even as small as telling me why you hate being called Em so much."
She has a point; Emily hasn't told her about anything really…A and everything related to that and she plans on keeping it that way since that's the weaker Emily than she is now. "You are the best thing that's happened to me in a long time and I don't want to ruin that with any of my sob stories from my past."
"I want to hear your sob stories…I want to hear more about you and you know why? Because I love you and you except me for who I am now so why shouldn't I do the same with you?"
"It's different than that."
"Emily…three years ago when you said yes to my proposal I stated that that moment right there was the best moment of my life. That no matter what I would do everything I could to hold onto you and then the accident happened and you accepted me for who I am now and that was the moment I decided was the actual best moment of my life."
"I don't know about that."
"I do."
"I love you Devon you know that."
"In more ways than you know." Leaning her head forward she kisses Emily for the first time in two years. "That was our first kiss a while."
"I know and it felt amazing."
"Almost like our first one; sparks, butterflies, the connection."
"All still there!"
"Guys dinner's ready," Pam yells from downstairs.
"Ready to go eat?"
"Yeah just give me a minute," giving Devon another kiss she watches her leave as she slowly gets up. Looking around her room she sees pictures of Hanna, Aria, Spencer, and Alison. She's talked to pretty much all of them since they've graduated. Hanna is living in New York, Spencer is a lawyer just like her mom, Aria is a photographer, and Alison…
"Emily are you coming?"
"Yeah mom!"
"Oh sorry…hi Em."
"Ali hi."
"You look nice."
"Thanks you too."
"What have you been up to?"
"I um…I just got home from boot camp."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah I joined the National Guard."
"Wow…good for you."
"Thanks; how about you?"
"You've always been protector Em…it's who you are."
"I guess."
"Any word on when you get shipped out or do you not hear about that until like a week before."
"I don't know…I'm seeing someone."
"Oh…she's a lucky girl."
"Yeah; are you still…"
"No."
"Sorry."
"It's fine; I have to run to work so I'll see you around and if I don't see you before you leave good luck."
"Thanks."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah why?"
"You had this blank look on your face the whole time during dinner and I get it I do, but that's because I've been there, but other people might not so if you need someone to talk to I can give you a few numbers."
"I'm fine it's just…being back home and the peace."
"We can sleep with the TV on if you want to."
"I would love that!"
"Well then that's what we'll do."
"I drank."
"What?"
Sitting up she's realized Devon is right; why should she have to hide some of her past? "My first girlfriend, Maya, she died and I kind of drank…a lot after that."
"This is your past?"
"A piece of it."
"Thank you."