(Sorry for any typos. I dont own revenge, and this story is made up of my own ideas of the show)

(also I think is pretty bad, so feedback would be helpful)

I wonder if things would have turned out differently if Sammy hadn't come to my place that night. Then I wouldn't have kissed Jack, Ashley wouldn't have seen, I'd probably still be with Daniel. But did I want it to have turned out differently? I suppose not. It's sort of working out now. I'm going to see Jack soon. I'm going to tell him everything. This makes Nolan happy. For some reason he always wanted me to be with Jack. I smile as I pick up Sammy's collar. I hope Jack believes me without too much fuss.

I feel suddenly nervous as the Stowaway comes into view. I ignore it and shove my phone into my pocket and get out of the car. As I walk up to the door, I can see Jack inside, wiping down the bar. He's closed up early. I walk inside and can't hide the smile that lights up my face when I see him. His eyes meet mine and he smiles, but he seems worried. He notices the cuts on my face from the White Haired Man, and he asks me if I'm ok, while cupping my cheek in his hand. I feel the warmth of his hand radiate through my entire body and I'm barely able to reply. I hand him the collar without a word. He mumbles something that I don't understand. I ask him what he said, and he repeats "It was Amanda's dog after all" I feel shocked. Does he know? Who told him? Nolan? Then I look up and realise that's not what he meant at all. Just across the room from me stands Amanda. And she's pregnant. Hurt flashes across my face for a fragment of a second before I cover it with a fake smile. It doesn't feel genuine but I know how to make it seem real. "Congratulations!" I tell her as she wraps her arms around me, her stomach pushing against mine, reminding me of the life I could have had. I know I'm about to cry but I will myself to stay strong. I make some excuse and start to walk out, when his voice reaches me. "let me walk you to your car" I know he's trying to be nice but I don't know how long I can last before I break. "No" I reply, because I cant even talk. He steps back and I walk outside, the tears already trickling down my face. I can barely breathe. And then I'm sobbing, and everything hurts, I stumble to my car but I can unlock it. I drop the keys, and I decide to just leave them there and walk. I turn to my right, and start stumbling along. I don't know where im going, but I know I can't stop. I wrap my arms around my middle, trying desperately to hold myself together. I trip over something and come down hard onto the grass. I curl up and try to force air into my lungs. I pull my phone out of my pocket, planning to call Nolan to come pick me up. I didn't care if he thought I was weak. I wanted to get home. I put in his number. "Emily! Hey, do you need me to bring that photo album so you can show Jack-"

He finally registers by broken sobs. "Emily!" he sounds panicked. "where are you?!"

I cant reply. My breath comes in hollow gasps. "Emily! What happened? Were are you? Emily!"

"Nolan…." I choke out, before the call cuts out and im alone again. I curl up more tightly, and sobs force their way out of my tightening throat.

I don't know how long I lie there, but im suddenly aware of light coming towards me in the otherwise dark street. The car stops near me, and I'm slightly worried, before I realise its Nolan. I try to ask him how he knew how to find me, but no words came out. He seems to know what im asking though, because he tells me he tracked my phone. He crouches down over me and I try to sit up, but when I do, I feel extremely dizzy, and then my vision goes black and I slump towards the ground, Nolan's arms breaking my fall.

I'm vaguely aware of the cold beneath me disappearing, being replaces my warmth and a heartbeat. Nolan. He puts me in the backseat of the car, and covers me with his jacket. He climbs into the drivers seat, and we're moving again, and I feel consciousness slipping away again. This time I let it take me.

When I wake I'm on the couch in my beach house. I try to sit up, but a painful throbbing in my head forces me back down. Nolan comes in with a glass of water. He watches as I sir up and take a sip.

"How are you feeling?"

I give him a sharp look. "I'm fine"

"Your don't look fine"

I get up to have a shower, but almost at once my vision goes blurry, and I sit down again.

"Emily…."

"Nolan, I said I'm fine, just a little tired"

Only when I go upstairs to take a shower do I let myself think about Jack, and Amanda's return. Pain squeezes my chest at the thought. I get into the shower and let my tears mix with the water and swirl down the drain. When I'm done I wrap a towel around me and head to my room to get dressed. Afterwards I go back downstairs and drop onto the couch. Nolan appears in the doorway, studying me. After a bit he comes over and sits next to me, tentatively putting his arm around me.

"Thankyou, Nolan, for finding me last night"

He doesn't reply for a while

"Emily? What happened? Between you and Jack?"

"Nothing happened. Amanda's back. She's pregnant"

I see shock cross Nolan's face, and his arm tightened around me, comforting me.

I sigh, and gently lay my head on his shoulder.

(Im sorry if this is bad, this is the first time i have written anything. My english class stories were always kinda sucky, but i hated the topics, and well any story written in one hour is going to suck. please tell me what you thought)