This story takes place after Alison returns home. In this fanfic there is no A, and Alison was actually kidnapped like how she said to the police in this recent season of PLL. I hope you enjoy. (By the way, some parts of the story will be identical to events that have happened in the actual show, however it will not be anything substantial.)

Alison stared with a blank face at the building in front of her. The words Rosewood High School stared back at her. Her mind wandered aimlessly through the memories of the school she once ruled. The lies she told, the people she hurt, the lives she ruined, everything came back up in the form of nausea.

"I don't think I can do it," Alison gripped her bag tightly.

Aria replied, "you can. I know you can".

"Yeah. We'll be right here for you the whole day," said Hanna, reaching out her arm to console her longtime friend.

Alison spoke again. "But what happens when classes start, huh? Alison began to stutter. I'll be all alone and I don't know if I even remember where my classes are, and when the bells rings I have to navigate through the halls again and I don't think that I can make it." A tear formed in her eye.

"I'll walk you to and from your classes. Just wait for me," said a tall girl with long, black hair, and tan skin that resembled sweet caramel.

"Thanks, Emily."

Emily nodded. Another girl, Spencer, stepped in front of her, blocking her view from Alison.

"We'll see you at lunch, Alison," Spencer stated before walking into the building.

Aria and Hanna slowly followed Spencer into the building all while looking back at Alison as she eventually faded out of sight.

"Em, I'm scared. I can feel everyone staring," Alison whispered.

"Don't worry about it. Everyone's just shocked. I am too," Emily replied.

"How much longer until school starts? I've kind of forgotten the schedule." She focused her eyes at the concrete ground on which she stood.

Emily remembered everything that Alison had missed out on. Her school, her family, and even her own birthdays. She probably didn't know that they had passed. She probably didn't even know what month it was. Alison had disappeared when she was 15, and came back over 2 years later when she was 18. She's been back for a month and nobody has had contact with her since. Not even her closest friends. "We only have 5 minutes. We should get going."

Emily walked forward, motioning Alison to walk with her. Every eye in the area was directed towards the two girls. Alison was officially back at Rosewood.

"Where's Spencer?" Alison asked the moment she sat down at a table in the cafeteria. Aria, Emily, and Hanna all sat down with her.

"I think she's a little uneasy about this situation," Aria replied.

"She doesn't trust me. She most likely doesn't even want me here."

"No that's not it," Hanna said.

"What else could it be then? You saw her eyes when I came to school this morning. She looked anything but happy." Alison abruptly stood up, "I knew it was a mistake coming back here. Nobody even wants me back." She turned her head and gazed into Emily's eyes.

Emily stared back noticing the sorrow within Ali. She opened her mouth, but before she could speak she was interrupted.

"Not even you, Emily," Alison said before she rushed out of the cafeteria.

Only Emily knew what she really meant. For Alison knew about how Emily once felt about her.

Emily walked to her neighbor's house. It had been a long time since she walked there to meet a friend. Her legs stepped towards the front door. Her right arm raised to the wood, and her hand switched to a fist. She knocked once, hesitant on knocking twice before she did. A tall man with grey hair opened the door.

"Oh hey, Mr. DiLaurentis," Emily greeted the man.

"Hi there, Emily. How are you?" He asked.

"I'm good. Still a little bit in shock. Um..." She shook her head, "Is Ali here? I wanted to talk to her."

"Yeah, she is but I think it be best if she rested. You know, it being her first day back and all."

"Dad." Alison appeared at the top of the stairs. "It's okay."

"But, Alison."

"Please. I need my friends."

Alison's father nodded his head and moved out of the way to allow Emily access to their house. She walked inside and took a quick glance at Alison in her salmon colored tank top and white pajama shorts that were striped blue and pink stripes. Emily removed focus from Alison and directed it to the steps as she walked up them. Alison turned around and slowly moved to her room. Emily followed, lagging behind. She walked through the doorway, and Alison closed the door behind her.

"Your room looks the same. The exact same actually. It doesn't look like anything has been moved since you came back."

"It doesn't feel like my room. It feels like i'm borrowing it from a friend. I clean up after every mess I make. I put things back the way I found them. I even question if it's okay for me to wear an outfit."

Emily looked around the room. "I didn't see you after you left at lunch today."

"Yeah, i'm sorry. I left after that. I just couldn't stand being there anymore."

"Baby steps. You'll just have to take it slow."

"I guess so. Listen, Em. I'm sorry for..."

"It's fine," Emily interrupted her. "It's in the past."

"My whole being is the past. When I come back, so does it. When I kissed you back then I..." She was interrupted again.

"I don't want to talk about that. It's okay. All that matters is that you're back here and you're safe."

Alison began to cry, "But, Em."

"Don't worry about it. I got over it. So do you feel like inviting the rest of the girls over?"

"No. I don't really feel like a crowd tonight after the events at school."

"Okay then. I'll see you tomorrow. Have a good night."

Alison reached out towards Emily's hand and grabbed it. "Wait," she said.

Emily jumped at her touch. She turned her head to look at her hand.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you, but I want you to stay here."

Emily contemplated the idea. She hadn't spent the night with Alison since the night she disappeared.

"Okay. I'll call my mom."

"Thank you."

"Sure."

"Ali? Are you awake?" Emily asked, looking up at the ceiling of her friend's room.

She didn't speak, but instead replied by rolling on her side to face Emily.

"Do you think things will return back to how they used to be?

Alison was silent for what seemed like a few minutes for Emily, but then she spoke, "I don't want them to be".

"What do you mean?" Emily let her head slide across the pillow to look back at Alison. Her friend's eyes closed and her breathing went steady. "Ali?"

She didn't answer.

There's the first chapter. I hope I can get the motivation to keep this fic going on for awhile. Last year around this time I wrote another one and all of a sudden I stopped updating. But I'm excited about this couple so I hope you'll be seeing some updates from me. I'm 17. I'm going to be a senior in high school. I'm obsessed with PLL. Let me know if there's some things you want me to change in my story or give me ideas for events that will happen. See you next chapter!