''What are you doing?'' Alison asks as if Emily has grown two heads.
''Going to Spencer's new apartment?'' The brunette answers, although her response resembles more to a question.
''I can see that.'' The blonde says crossing her arms on her chest.
''Okay…'' Emily says carefully and silently begging Alison to continue but not fully knowing where the blonde is going with this. Before the blonde has a chance to explain herself (and Emily is sure she will) the swimmer thinks the blonde might feel anxious because she hasn't seen her friends for weeks and they're still not completely comfortable with the thought of those two dating.
''Spencer and Toby live on the fifth floor. We are NOT taking the stairs, Em''. Emily finally understands the meaning behind Alison's words. She wasn't worried about facing her friends; she was just lazy enough to want to take the elevator instead of the stairs.
''Come on'' Emily says grabbing the blonde by her arm. ''It won't be that bad. Besides, you never jog with me, so if you do this for me, I'll take it as your apologize''.
''I can apologize in other ways that will make us both happier and way more satisfied'' Alison winks and it sends a shiver down the brunette's spine but she can't let the blonde win this time.
Alison can see the internal fight in Emily so, before she has a chance to come to terms with her debate, the blonde blows into Emily's right ear. ''I'm just trying to save energy, baby''. She kisses the inside of her girlfriend's neck. ''For later''.
''You're just messing with me.'' Emily says trying to maintain her composure.
''But everything I said is true.'' Alison says pouting. ''I'm really planning on you screaming my name so loud tonight that you won't even remember yours''.
Emily's knees go weak because hell, Alison knows perfectly well what she is doing to her and the blonde smirks because she knows Emily is about to give in. Emily opens her mouth to speak when a ringtone interrupts her. Alison growls in frustration as Emily takes her phone out of her jeans' pocket and sighs in relief. 'Saved by the bell' she thinks.
''Hello?''
''Emily Fields, where the hell are you?!'' Of course Hanna would be the most impatient one.
''I'm on the lobby.''
''What are you waiting for then? Come right up!''
''Yeah, um..''
''Oh my god, are you with her?'' Hanna cuts Emily off. ''Is that why you're late? She doesn't want to come, does she? I should have seen it… And she's trying to make you refuse to come too! That bi…''
''Hanna!'' Emily raises her voice. ''We're both coming, okay? Calm down.''
''You better be here within two minutes, Fields!''
''Yep, Coronel Marin.'' And she hangs up before Hanna has the opportunity to respond because whatever it is she has to say, she doesn't want to hear it.
''What did she say? Is she mad?'' Alison wears a concerned look in her face, which is very unusual in her.
''She's just pissed at us for being unpunctual.'' Emily smiles at the blonde and it comforts her, to know that no matter what, the brunette will always find a way to ease the situation. ''And thanks to Hanna, you've win. We're taking the elevator.''
Alison smiles widely and takes Emily by the hand, practically dragging her towards the elevator.
Once they're inside and the door closes, Alison's mouth is all over Emily's, kissing her deeply.
''What… are you… mmpf… doing?'' Emily asks between kisses.
When Alison pulls away the brunette rapidly adds: ''Not that I'm complaining, at all.'' Because she wants Alison to know that she wants her too. Just not in a dirty elevator where anyone could see them and when they're about to meet their friends.
''I don't know what got into me, it's just that-'' Alison starts an assault on Emily's neck. ''You look so hot.''
''Ali...'' Emily breathes.
Alison pushes Emily against the mirror of the elevator and presses her body impossibly tight against hers. Roaming hands finding the brunette's ass and squeezing it while her lips, tongue and teeth play with her neck.
Then she starts kissing the valley between Emily's breasts and her hands find their way towards the brunette's precious breasts. Emily moans and Alison can't suppress the smirk that has adorned her face.
''Do you still want me to stop?'' Alison says pausing her administrations.
''Don't you dare''. Emily grabs the blonde by the waist and turns them around, crashing Alison's back against the cold mirror.
This move takes Alison by surprise but she doesn't even flinch at the cool glass.
''But I wanted to be the one in charge.'' Alison pouts.
''Maybe later.'' Emily smirks and starts kissing Alison fiercely.
They continue in their own world when they hear someone clearing their throat behind them.
''Umm… hey guys.'' Emily greets her friends while looking at the floor and trying to fix her clothes and her hair, which by now were a mess.
''Hey'' Alison can't help but look amused at her friends: Aria is trying to hide a smile but is failing; Spencer's eyes are running from Emily to Alison and she raises an eyebrow questioningly but there is also a glint on her eyes and a tiny smile at the corner of her lips. Toby, standing behind Spencer, smiles widely at the situation and Alison sighs in relief because they don't look mad at them. Hanna, on the other hand, is in front of all of them, with her hands crossed against her chest and tapping her foot impatiently on the floor, clearly waiting for the two of them to speak up.
Once she realizes none of them is going to say anything, she decides to do it herself.
''So, that's why you're late''. Alison looks at the ground because she swore to Emily she wouldn't argue with Hanna anymore and she really doesn't want to be in this situation, when all eyes are staring directly at her.
''Well, we didn't get to finish what we were doing because you interrupted us so...'' Alison dares to say and looks up to find the blonde smiling at her, which she wouldn't have expected at all.
''I was just messing with you, guys. Come here and welcome home, Ali.'' Hanna says opening her arms.
Alison stands there trying to process what Hanna has just said but as soon as her brain reacts she launches herself to the blonde and hugs her impossibly tight.
''Thanks.'' Alison whispers into Hanna's hair. And she doesn't realize until they separate that a tear is running down her cheek. They all have finally truly accepted her. She is home now.