{Sadly, I do not own Emison or Pretty Little Liars, or Emison would already be married c; Thank you guys for the reviews, I feel so lucky c: }

"But now it's my turn Emily. You let me rot in a jail cell. You didn't care. Watch you back Killer." Ali warned, letting go of Emily and backed up, pushing the brunette back on her stomach, pushing her head into the pillow as she leaned over, kissing the side of Emily's neck, causing Emily to freeze, her eyes drifting. "That's what I thought." Ali murmured against the girl's neck. "You'll always want me. At least I haven't tried to drown you. Yet." Emily sat up quickly, anger rolling through her and she turned to face Alison, but she was met with an empty room.

Emily couldn't go back to sleep after Alison left. She tossed and turned for hours, her mind going back to Ali's lips against her own. With a slight growl, Emily sat up and grabbed her tv remote, turning on her tv to the news, waiting for something to happen. Someone had to know she was missing. I can't be the only one. Emily thought to herself as she started to pace her bedroom, her phone in her hand as she looked down at the time. Four in the morning. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. She knew the news wasn't going to go over very well, especially with her mom.

As soon as Pam Fields heard about Alison getting arrested, she was having trouble believing that her daughter was innocent. She knew Emily loved Alison, and that would do anything for the blonde. But she would never voice her opinion to Emily, she knew how broken her daughter had been, knowing that Alison would try to hurt her. But Emily saw the looks her mom and dad have given her. Her dad had been able to come home as soon as Pam called about Alison, coming home to find his daughter withdrawn from both of them.

Emily started to pace her bedroom, worry running through her thinking about what people would say. Especially Spencer. Her friend would be out for blood, preferably Ali's. Emily paced for hours, her eyes trained on the tv as she thought about how Alison had escaped prison. Probably flirted with some prison guard and he helped her out, Emily thought angrily. She knew she was bitter, but she couldn't help it. She saw Alison kissing Holbrook. She knew Ali wasn't as innocent as she seemed, but she knew now that Alison didn't kill Mona. She saw the look on Alison's face earlier. She saw the tears. She KNEW without a doubt that she had broken Ali's heart. The guilt eating away at Emily was proof enough.

Emily sat down on the bed, looking through her phone. She ran across pictures of her friends, and stopped at a picture of her and Alison. They looked so happy, and she knew that Alison may never be that happy again. She didn't know what the blonde had went through in prison, and even before that. She had heard rumors about her ex-best friend spending Christmas alone, and she couldn't help the pang of guilt running through her at the thought. Tears fought to escape Emily's eyes as she lay down on the bed, pulling the covers over her head, her phone in her hand as she sobbed out Ali's name, burying her head in her pillow, slowly drifting to sleep out of exhaustion.

The brunette woke up a few hours later, and gripped her hand, and she quickly shot out of bed, the phone gone. She opened her eyes and looked around her room, and her mouth fell open. There was Spencer, Aria, & Hanna, standing there watching her sleep, the phone in Spencer's hand. "Guys," She mumbled sleepily, running her hand through her hair as she sat up. "What are you doing here?" She asked, looking at each of them, trying to tame her heart that was threatening to jump out of her chest.

Spencer visibly swallowed, and sat on the bed by Emily. "Emily...Alison escaped prison last night. Apparently she stole a nurse's outfit and everyone believed she was one and she just walked out of the prison." Spencer explained, the three girls holding their breath as they waited for Emily to respond. Emily could tell they were worried about how she would react; They knew she was still in love with Alison. "Wait what? Ali's gone again?" She sat up in the bed, crossing her legs as she looked down at her hands, her eyes unable to meet her friends. The pang of guilt was getting stronger, and she couldn't think straight.

Spencer set Emily's phone on the bed, the picture of her and Ali still on the screen, and Emily knew she was screwed. Oh god. They know. How do I explain this? Hanna sat down on the bed beside Emily, and wrapped her arms around Emily's waist, shocking her. Wait what?

"Were you drinking last night Em?" Aria asked gingerly, her eyes looking down at the phone and the picture of her and Emily. Realization hit her. They think I got drunk and was looking at pictures of me and Alison. They don't know. Relief ran through Emily as she tried to form the right words.

"I may have had a drink or two." She lied, reaching to grab her phone, putting it in her lap. "Wait, do my parents know?" She asked, her gaze turning to Spencer, noticing the obvious stress written across the smarter brunette's face. "Everyone knows Emily. It's all over the news. There's media parked across the street, watching all of us" She said flatly, pointing to Emily's tv, which of course had, "Teenage Killer Escapes Prison" displayed across the screen, causing Emily to frown. She knew Alison was innocent. But she knew that Spencer would probably never believe it.

The rest of the morning went by in a blur. Her friends sitting there talking about Alison's escape, her parents passing by the room every few minutes, watching Emily. After the fifty-fourth time, Emily turned to the door angrily. "I'm sorry, but am I on watch or something?" She spat out bitterly, holding her phone in her hand. Her friends looked at her with shock, her mom's mouth falling open as she stood by the door. "Emily, I'm jus-" Her mom started to say but was quickly cut off by Emily, who jumped out of bed, grabbing her clothes as she started to change.

"Emily Fields what are you doing?" Hanna asked, her hands on her hips as she watched Emily pulled a different shirt on.

"I'm going to school. I'm not going to wait here for Alison to show up and kill me. I'm going to keep going with my life and I hope you all will do the same." She said as she grabbed her phone and leather jacket, pulling it on her shoulders as she stormed out by her mom who tried grabbing Emily's arm, but the brunette shrugged her off, grabbing her car keys and left the house, getting into her vehicle.

*BING*

Emily looked down at her phone, frowning as she saw it was a blocked number and she picked it up quickly, knowing it was probably her mom trying to get her to answer.

"Mom I don't want to talk about Al-" She said, but was quickly cut off, the words she heard next making her voice fade quickly.

"Now is that anyway to talk about me Ems?"