Everything felt different after Maya's death, for Emily anyways. She couldn't believe she lost her, that she had her, that just a few months ago she was wrapped in her warm arms and caressing those full soft lips with her own. Emily felt hurt, pain, sadness, and confusion, Maya didn't deserve to die, she deserved to be in Emily's arms. The thought have not being able to feel her soft touch, to laugh with her, see her smile, hear her angelic voice, feel her warmth, kiss her lips, caress her skin, hug her, see her, call her, and just not being able to be with her was too much for Emily. She couldn't do those things anymore, that what made the pain so real, so painful, she's gone, the person who truly matter, who she truly loved, is gone. You can't have them back; it doesn't work that way, apparently. It's like grabbing a hand full of sand, you have it but after a while it starts to disappear by the cracks of your fingers. That's how Emily felt, she had Maya but she slowly started to disappear, until she had nothing, until she had pain left to weigh on her heart. She didn't know how it could've gotten any worst but after days, seconds, minutes passed by, the painful reminder of what she had and what she lost was greater and real. It was something she couldn't stop, it ate her up, it ate that positive Emily Fields everybody loved and begged for. Not only did they lose Maya but they also lost Emily.

Her eyes locked with the clock on the white wall, only 15 more minutes, she kept reminding herself. Her index finger started to trap on her knee, impatiently. She hated being there, everything felt pressure but she wasn't cracking and they very much knew that. The sound of the clock made everything go so much slower.

Tick tock, tick tock.

Emily moved her attention back to Dr. Grenades, who had clear her throat. She smiled softly when Emily's eyes finally locked with hers.

"So, Emily," she started off, the stupid smile never leaving her face. Emily sometimes wondered how someone could smile so damn much and never get tired of it. It annoyed her, can't they fucking frown for once, she thought to herself. "How was your day? How was school?"

"Good," she simply said with a shrug. School was like any normal day, and her day was okay, so she wasn't lying. "Can I leave now?"

Dr. Grenades looked at her clock and back at Emily, giving up, she motion to the door. She knew Emily wasn't going to say anything, or give her a real answer. "Go ahead."

Emily wasted no time on leaving that room. She hurried down the long hallway and pushed the door open, feeling the cold breeze that made her body shiver a bit, she felt a small sense of calm. Being in that room made her so tense and uncomfortable, she hated being there. She took a deep breathe in before heading to her car, she pulled out her keys as she reached her car and got in the driver's seat.

It didn't take long for Emily to finally get to her house and she was thankful her mom was working late today. She knew her mom would be bugging her about how the session went and if she told Dr. Grenades anything important. She didn't get that she wasn't going to tell them shit, it wasn't their business, she didn't even tell the girls what was going on with her when they asked, what made her mom think she was going to tell a therapist she hardly knows? She had no idea what was going on with herself anyways, she felt lost, she hardly knew what she was feeling at times. She was confused on how she felt, if it was pain, hurt, happiness, sadness, she had no idea. All she knew was that she was exhausted, of everything and everyone. It felt like everybody had to walk on eggshells when they were around her, she hated it; they treated her like she was made out of glass, like she could easily break at any moment. At the beginning that's all she was, a glass, she would break at any given moment but she trained herself to not be the weakest link like A had labeled her as. She wouldn't let herself to be 'weak' anymore so she kept it all in. She told everybody that she was fine when she wasn't. She was broken and no one knew, not even the girls. They all thought she was healing a lot better, Emily rather have them think that.

She dropped onto her stomach on her white comfortable bed she loved so much. Even the bed was a painful reminder, her eyes slowly drifted shut as she felt her body become heavy from pure exhaustion. Swim practice has been killing her; she usually came home sore and bruised up. She tried to keep herself awake, knowing what would happen if she fell asleep but like always the exhaustion became too much for her, so she gave in.

Her eyes followed the moments of her fingers as they traced her jawline and slowly made their way to her bottom lip, tracing it slowly and softly. Maya kept her eyes on her girlfriend, waiting for her next move, she felt nervous. Her heart pounded against her chest as Emily rested her forehead against her's, she took a deep breathe in, closing her eyes when she felt Emily's fingers land on her bare skin and softly caress it. Emily couldn't help but smile when she shivered under her touch making her weak to the knees. It was only then that Maya was thankful she was lying down, knowing she would probably fall if she was standing up. Her body always surrenders to Emily's touch; she knew it was the same for Emily as well.

"I love you, baby, so much," Emily whispered, her eyes looking down at Maya, who still had hers close but once Maya heard those beautiful words, she open her eyes which instantly locked with Emily's light warm brown eyes. Maya couldn't help the smile that played on lips and she brought her hand up to caress Emily's check as she looked up at her girlfriend, who was on top of her.

"I love you too," Maya replied, not wanting to look away from Emily, she wanted her to know that she meant every single word.

Emily felt her heart skip a beat, she still lost her breathe whenever she would say those words to her, knowing that Maya looked at her and only her that way made Emily's heat roar in pure love and warmth. "Say it again, please."

Maya chuckle a bit but obeyed, "I love you, Emily Fields, with all my heart," Emily gave her a goofy smile before leaning down and connecting their lips, their lips instantly moving in perfect sync making them melt into each other. Emily shuffle a bit, placing herself in-between Maya's legs which earn herself a low sexy moan from her girlfriend, smiling into the kiss, Emily placed a hand next to Maya's head, holding herself up as the other moved up Maya's stomach. Maya's body trembled as she felt Emily reach her rib cage. Emily smirk, knowing it was her most sensitive spot; she began stroking her skin, earning yet another moan.

The sounds of the water underneath the dock they were laying on help quite the heavy breathing from the two girls as the kiss became more heated. Soft low moans fill the peaceful air around them. Maya moved her hand up Emily's bare back, stopping when she felt the knot of her bikini top that held it from falling, slowly pulling the strings to untie it, she wanted to see more of her.

"Oh god, I love you," Emily panted out as she felt Maya attach her full lips onto her neck, finding her sweet spot in a matter of seconds, she slowly began to suck it. Emily could feel her body become warm as she tried to control herself. Maya's lips that were still attacking her neck as her fingers stroke her bare breast made it hard for Emily to find some sort of control. She sat up more onto Maya's lap, moaning in pleasure as she felt her nipping on the spot that made her so weak. Maya was now in a sitting position, loving that it gave her more access to Emily's body. Emily couldn't help but rock her hips slowly, trying to find some sort of relief to a certain spot that was screaming for attention, screaming for Maya's attention. She tightened her grip in Maya's hair when she felt her lips kiss their way down to her breast. Sucking gently, Maya relish the way Emily made sweet amazing noises, knowing she was beyond ready. "Damn, baby," Emily moan out, trying to find her words as she titled her head back and pressed Maya closer to her. "I... Baby," she gasped when she felt Maya's fingers begin to stroke the inside of her thighs, dangerously close to where she needs her to be . Maya gave the other breast the same attention she gave the other.

"You're so beautiful, babe," Maya muttered, her hands moving up to Emily's lower back and pressing her up against her.

"Maya," Emily breathe out, trying to control her breathing so she can tell her what she desperately needed. "I need you... To touch me... Please... I want you, baby," she mange to spit out through heavy breathing. Emily felt Maya slowly pull down her bikini bottom, she turn her attention back at Maya to find her resting her forehead against her chest, breathing harder than ever.

"You okay? We can stop, I don't-"

"No," Maya quickly said, looking back up at Emily.

"Are you sure?"

Maya nodded in response.

"I'm just trying to control myself a bit, you're so beautiful," she replied, leaning up and connecting their lips, Emily was quick in returning the kiss. Her heart started to pound against her chest and she felt her whole body tremble under Maya's fingers which was now stroking her sensitive skin where she needed it the most.

"Maya," she moan out, not very loud but enough to be heard by Maya. Emily kept rocking her hips. "Don't stop, please," she buried her head into Maya's neck, feeling weak by the amazing sensations Maya's soft stroking gave her.

"You're so wet," Maya let out a low moan as she felt more of Emily drip down. Emily could only nod in response, closing her eyes when she felt the tip of Maya's finger enter her entrance but before she could moan or beg for Maya to enter her, it was gone.

Emily didn't feel the warmth anymore instead it was replace by a cold breeze, opening her eyes Emily found herself not at the lake anymore, Maya was gone and instead she was walking with Spencer, Aria, and Hannah on the side walk and she was wearing a black dress. Before she could ask how she got here, the sound of the ambulance stopped her, her eyes followed the ambulance to where it was going and her heart instantly dropped when she noticed where it was headed.

Maya's house.

Without hesitation, Emily hurried over, pushing past the people, tears already making their way to her eyes. She stopped when she noticed her mom walking up to her.

"Honey," she was breathing heavy and it only made Emily more worry. "They've found a body," Emily gasped, her heart started to pound against her chest. "They think... It's Maya," Emily felt her legs give out but Spencer was quick on grabbing her. Her world stopped as she noticed the black all too familiar bag with the tracings of a body, it couldn't be Maya. It just couldn't. She tried to make her way over but Spencer wrapped her arms around her, pulling her closer to her.

"No!" Emily yelled as tears started to stream down her face, Aria moved closer to her and held her arm as Hannah looked plain shock. Spencer kept a hold on Emily, trying to comfort her as her own tears swell up in her eyes. "It's not true, please, tell me it isn't true," Emily begged her best friend; she knew Spencer wouldn't lie to her; Spencer quietness was louder than words. Emily shook her head in denial, pushing them away as she ran off, ignoring the protest of her friends and mom. She had to get out of there, she had to leave.

"It's Maya," was all Emily could hear as she ran as fast as she could, knowing they couldn't catch up, she was way too fast.

She wiped away the tears with the back of her hand as she quickly open her room door, slamming the door shut behind her. Her sobs filled the dark room, sliding down the door; Emily pulled her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them.

She's gone.

She felt her body flinched when she felt a cold hand on her back. Her eyes flutter open but she kept her head on the mattress, feeling too exhausted to lift it up. She already knew who it was.

"Hey, didn't mean to wake you," Aria said, rubbing her back as Hannah sat next to her.

"But you did," Hannah joked, removing some hair from Emily's face.

"How you doing?" Emily heard Spencer voice, she looked up to see her standing in front of her. "How was therapy?"

Emily shrugged her shoulders and lifted her head to rub her eyes, hoping it would take some of the sleepiness away, it did, sort of. "Same as always, -"

"Boring," Spencer finished her sentence with a wide smile, knowing that was exactly what she was going to say.

"I still don't get why you go anyways," Hannah said, playing with Emily's long hair. "Only people with problems go and you don't have a problem."

"My cousin goes to therapy and he doesn't have problems," Aria said, looking offended.

"Oh please, he tried to stab your Aunt with a fork," Hannah replied.

"True," Aria said back with a shrug of the shoulders.

Emily let out a small chuckle at her friends. She loved them but right now she was way too sleepy to put up with their goofiness (If that makes any sense). She dropped her head back down on her soft bed and let out a groan which made Spencer chuckle, Emily half smiled at the sound. She always loved the way Spencer laugh, giggle or chuckle; it was different (In a good way of course). "Not to be mean or anything, but why you guys here?"

"Not to be mean but that did sound mean, Em," Hannah said making the three girls roll their eyes at her, playfully.

"We send you like 100 text messages," Spencer said, grabbing Emily phone and showing her the messages. "We thought it'll be fun to have a sleep over, since its Friday and all."

"But I'm tired," Emily whined out.

"Too bad, plus were making cookies!" Hannah said, shaking Emily. "I didn't buy 14 dollars' worth of cookie dough for nothing, now come on!" Hannah smacked Emily's back side and jumped off the bed.

"I bought it," Aria said, getting off the bed.

"But I picked it out," Hannah replied as if it was the most obvious answer. They both walked out of the room, leaving Spencer and Emily alone.

Emily groaned as she pulled herself up, kneeling down on the bed and playfully glaring at Spencer which made her giggle. Spencer found it cute when Emily glared; she looked like a little cute kid. "Come on, butt face," she joked, tugging her arm. Emily raised a perfectly shape eyebrow at her best friend.

"Now I'm butt face?"

"Fine, come on, shit face," Spencer smirked.

"Even better, if you call me shit face, then I can call you fuck face, right?"

"Nope."

"Why not? It isn't fair that you can call me shit face and I can't call you fuck face."

"Because I said so."

"I'm still going to call you that."

"Nope."

"Why not?" Emily whined like a little kid that has been said no to a toy. Spencer giggled and shrugged her shoulders, tugging on her arm.

"Come on, beautiful," Spencer said, with a smile.

"Much better," Emily smiled back, jumping off the bed and following her out to the kitchen where the other girls where at.