They talk. They talk about the night Alison drifted away into the thin air taking flight in the wind. She tells them all she knows, everything she kept buried for so long, hoping it would not just show Emily but all of them she is done playing games and having hidden agendas and only seeks to come home. She tells them about Ezra, Ian, Mona, all the people that have helped or hurt them down this winding road.

They drink coffee like old times, Alison can't pretend she isn't happy Emily is next to her just like before. It is the small comfort that not everything has changed. But this isn't a moment to get too lost in, because much like all the others it has an inevitable ending.

This isn't a time to make promises of forever, to make plans, to envision a future. This is a time for closure, acceptance, moving forward at a different place in time as different people. Alison can see the vast changes in all the girls. Hanna is no longer dependent and needy, she is intelligent and stands on her own. Aria isn't weak and easily kept under Alison's thumb, she is empowered and speaks her opinion. Spencer is even more protective, even more a leader. They had all came full circle thanks to A.

Just when they start to feel secure, just when A seems to go to the back of their minds, there is a crash and a loud constant pounding on the door of the coffee joint. The girls turn to look at Ali if this is expected when they see her look of terror they know it's not. That night led to them on the roof of the old building,Ezra taking a bullet, and A literally flying into the night. Spencer and Hanna go with Aria to the hospital to be Ezra.

Alison knows first hand the feelings of seeing the only thing on this earth that you love being in such a fragile state. Where at any moment they could leave you behind to die as well. She feels sorrow for Aria's twisting pain. Ezra was much like her a good person making bad decisions but so willing to give that up for the person they love. She feels sorrow for him too.

Ali watches Emily from her wooden stool in the tiny kitchen of her loft apartment over top the coffee shop. Emily is sitting nestled sweetly in Alison's over sized grey sweater, her scent waffling in Emily's nose. She is hugging her knees to her chest in the large chase chair close to the crackling fire keeping her warm. The sight of Emily in her sweater makes her heart start to swell. She makes them two mugs of piping coffee and sits Emily's on the coffee table beside her. Emily isn't crying, she isn't talking, she is just still with this unreadable look laying on her face.

They drink their coffee in silence, enjoying just being close. "Why didn't you take me with you?" Emily asks rapidly and Alison is a bit taken back by her choice of words. "What do you mean?" Alison asks wanting to know the answer. "I mean at the barn. You said I had a choice to stay or." Emily starts saying but is cut off by Ali "Or you could come with me. I know. It would have been selfish for me to have had you come with me. I was constantly paranoid,on edge,lonely,depressed. I never wanted any of that for you." Alison says honestly. "What changed?" Emily asks. "Hmm?" Ali asks confused. "You said you were all of those things. Why did that change?" Emily explains. "You came back into my life. You and the girls changed that." Ali says with a faint smile. "I really miss you Emily." Ali continued. "I missed you too. So much." Emily says smiling back reaching her hand out to cover Alison's.

They talked about so much after that. Ali tells about her adventures ranging from the perverse old man on the subway groping her for a dollar, or how whenever a cop's sirens went off she couldn't breathe. Emily talked about her coming out, and about all A had done to them. It was getting late when they get the call Ezra was out of surgery and out of the woods but the girls were going to stay there for the night. Ali felt the air between her an Emily lift a little after the fate of Ezra was safe.

By the yawn embracing Emily's lips Ali concluded it's time for them to get some sleep. She leads Emily to the small full bed in the far right corner on the apartment. Emily is still in Alison's sweater. They get comfortable on their sides of the bed under the covers. "Ali?" Emily asks her voice deepened by lack of sleep. "Yeah?" Ali says back. "Are we still going to Paris?" Emily asks bleakly. Ali isn't sure they will ever get to there. "Forever." Alison says wanting nothing more than to believe in her own words. She turns her head to see Emily is smiling, she knows she would have no problem waking up next to that same smile every morning. "Let's get lost Em." She says not sure where she is even headed with that statement. "In Paris?" Emily asks her eyes now closed. "In each other." Ali replied and Emily's eyes shoot open. Her eyes beheld all she needed to know...They gave Ali answers to questions she never knew to ask. They lingered with promise. Ali gently runs her hand over Emily's cheek before laying on her back, she hears Emily turning in the same position, then she notices Emily once again intertwining their fingers. They were truly already lost in each other, and had been for a long as either of them could remember.

Ali falls into deep sleep with the same lipstick from Emily till stained on her brain. Emily gave Alison's life direction, and especially her love direction. She shouldn't have made a promise of forever, buts she wants the world to see her with Emily. Here she was once again breaking her own rules for Emily Fields. Happily so...