I wanted to write something fluffy since the show is all doom and gloom with Emison right now. So, I came up with this little idea. I think this will be the first chapter in my one shots so follow and fave if you like and leave me a review if you wish :). It's all very appreciated! And if you have any prompts you'd like me to have a look at then please leave me them :)!

Alison was annoyed. She was in good shape, well decent shape anyway, and yet the waves of tall grass made walking feel like treading on water. It didn't help that Emily was in front of her and all the blonde could think about was the brunette. The way her hips swayed through the grass and how her longer legs made light work of the terrain. The way her arms swung freely at her side.

As if reading her mind, Emily slowed her pace for Alison to catch up with her.

"Are you okay?" Emily asked warmly.

Alison didn't know if she was serious or whether Emily was innocently winding her up. "Never better, Em, never better." A few paces more and they had reached the fence they had to cross.

Alison watched closely at how Emily zigzagged her body between the wires on the fence without catching a single barb. Then Emily straightened, pulled her gear back over her shoulder and her hands grasped between the barbs, one on each strand of the middle two, creating a space for Alison to get through.

"You can come through now," she told Alison easily. Spencer, Aria and Hanna were now a few steps a head of them heading towards their final destination.

Alison mimicked Emily's moves and crouched through the fence, holding her breath and then wincing when she felt a razor sharp barb catch in her hair.

"I'll get it," Emily said gently as she kneeled next to the blonde. Her fingers threaded through soft blonde hair before she eventually tugged Ali's hair free. By the time she was done, Alison was looking directly at her, blue eyes staring into her own. "All done."

On the other side of the fence they continued walking through the knee high grass. Emily thought if they didn't arrive soon Hanna or Alison would explode and she didn't really want to be around when that happened.

"Spence, for your birthday next year I'm busy," Hanna huffed as they walked in tandem towards the lush field where they would set up camp for the night. "If I wasn't sure camping wasn't my thing, I am now."

"It'll be fun when we get everything set up,' Spencer replied nonplussed as she continued to walk forwards towards the popular campsite that luckily seemed empty.

The sun had started to slip below the horizon, turning the sky a bright pink-purple that seeped into the twilight's deep blue. Out here in the open, Emily wanted to take Alison's hand and stop and watch the kaleidoscope effect with her. She was pretty sure, somewhere deep down, that Alison wanted to do that too.

"It's nice here," Emily murmured as they walked along behind the other three. The summer grass crunched quietly beneath their feet and every so often her hand brushed against Alison's sending jolts of excitement up her arm until it settled happily in the pit of her stomach.

"Nice?" Alison answered as her blue eyes glittered in the fading light. "I wouldn't say hiking here at this time is nice," she added as her arm swung idly by her side and before she could talk herself out of it she reached out for Emily's hand, flicking a quick glance to their friends in front of them, before she intertwined their fingers together.

Emily looked over to her right and smiled into the trees around them, her heart drummed happily in her chest before she finally looked down at their fingers. She had to blink to make sure it wasn't in her head.

"It's hard to walk… in this," Alison argued weakly as an excuse. One day she was going to work up the courage to tell Emily that she wanted to hold her hand because she was crazy about her. Today probably wouldn't be that day though.

"I know." Emily replied before she felt a small hand squeeze her own.

- x -

The sweet smell of marshmallows still permeated the air around them. The empty weight of perfect golden silence lay over the little lake behind the campsite. Beyond the dying embers of their campfire the water's black surface reflected the full summers moon light like a bottomless mirror.

No water bug skated on it's surface; no frogs sang from it's banks and there had been several short intervals of crickets but at the moment it was silent. There was no night music.

For several long moments after Alison had turned over onto her side in their tent Emily remained perfectly still, lying on her back, trying to get comfortable on the hard grassy ground beneath her. She heard the faint snores from the tent next to theirs. By some happy twist of fate it was only her and Alison in this one.

Emily noiselessly pulled herself up onto her elbow. She watched Ali sleep, drinking in every inch of her. The blonde lay on her side, the blanket she'd brought was thin and unforgiving and Emily could make out the shape of her perfect body underneath. It stopped just above her hips and Emily had to use every self control method she could think of to stop herself from leaning out and touching Ali's bare shoulder with her finger.

Ali's breathing was soundless and fixed, and her face was completely relaxed. She was so perfectly still – so without the little twitches and small natural flutters of sleep – that Emily thought she might actually be awake.

"Em?" Ali whispered into the darkness.

Caught off guard by the blonde's voice, Emily swallowed hastily before she lay back down and hoped that Alison didn't know what she had been doing just seconds before. "Y… yeah?"

"Do you ever dream about me?"

Emily screwed her eyes shut and then blinked them open again. If she had to tell Alison every time she'd dreamt about her they would be there all night and tomorrow for good measure. "What?"

"Do you ever dream about me?" Alison repeatedly confidently but quietly.

"Um, I guess I have before," Emily replied softly. "But we are best friends so it's normal I guess. Right?"

Alison smirked to herself before she turned over onto her back. Even in the darkness she could see the silhouette of Emily next to her. "Right. But I mean have you ever really dreamt about me."

There was just enough lilt to the blonde's voice that Emily didn't know if Ali was being serious with her or getting ready to tear her to the ground with a few choice words. "Why would you ask me that Ali?"

Alison swallowed thickly as her stomach hummed with butterflies. "Just curious I guess. I dream about you you know?"

Through the darkness she could hear Emily breathing next to her. The sound was erratic but comforting. Right now, in this small-enclosed space, there was nothing she needed more than Emily. She pulled the duvet back before she scooted over, removing Emily's duvet as she went.

She swung her leg over Emily's waist and lowered herself down onto the brunette. The shorts she was wearing revealed more skin and she could see Emily straining into the darkness to look. Ali had caught her red handed.

"So I'm going to ask you again," Alison whispered. "Do you dream about me?"

"Yes."

Lowering her body onto Emily's, Ali's hands found the ground underneath them while Emily's head rested in between them. She leaned down and kissed the brunette's jaw. "Do you dream about kissing me, Em?"

"Yes," Emily stuttered, fully aware that their three best friends were only feet away.

Quickly realising that Emily needed a little push of encouragement, Alison gripped the brunette's hand and guided it to her back. Emily slid her hands under the fabric of the tank top Alison was wearing and began tracing her fingertips in absent patterns over the blonde's spine. She could feel herself shaking with excitement.

"Do you dream about this?" Alison asked quietly as she paused and leaned down to Emily's neck, exploring the familiar contours of the brunette's beautiful face. It wasn't the chiseled handsomeness of Noel Kahn or any other boy in their school. It was something better. Much better. Because it was real.

Emily closed her eyes and allowed the sensation of Ali's lips against her neck to take her into sensory overload. She'd dreamt about this, she'd dreamt of this more than she'd ever dreamt of anything else and the fact that it was actually happening snapped her into it.

Repositioning them, so she was on top, Emily slid a thigh between Ali's and lowered herself fully. She pressed her lips against the blonde's and allowed Alison to take control of their kiss, their tongues brushing at every opportunity as Ali's hands buried themselves in her hair.

She thrust her hips gently and felt the heat of Alison against her bare thigh. She lowered her lips onto Ali's pulse point, sucking but biting gently so she didn't leave a mark.

"Maybe it's not just me who dreams about this," Emily whispered into Ali's ear, her voice dripping with want, before she bit gently at the blonde's earlobe. She kissed Alison again fully on the mouth, it was messy and desperate as their tongues stroked harshly against each other.

This was right, Alison thought to herself, among the dizziness and the weight of Emily above her, this was all right. Something inside her had changed, something that would never be reversed when it came to Emily Fields. But she would have to dwell on that later because for now she was content to have Emily like this. Pressed so tightly against her that she didn't know where she ended and Emily began.

Before going any further, Emily pulled away and studied Alison as best as she could in the dark. She pressed their foreheads together as their breaths mingled heavily. They both gulped for air in the tent but the oxygen seemed to have disappeared, swallowed up by the heat that they were creating together.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Emily asked, as she glanced to her right where, a short distance away, their friends lay asleep. "We need to be really quiet."

Ali smiled at the worry she could hear etched in Emily's voice, she knew Emily was worried not for her but for Alison herself.

"Yes," Alison breathed, leaning her arms up to bring Emily's lips back down to her own. "I'm sure, Em."

Even if it's only this once Alison thought to herself, I'm very sure.

Emily slipped her hand underneath the waistband of the blonde's shorts and felt the slick heat that she, herself, had caused and she smiled into the blonde's neck as she sucked on Ali's pulse point, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin as Ali pushed her body up against Emily's own.

Sometimes dreams can come true.