It was getting dark and Alison still hadn't returned. The police were taking notes from people round the pool. Emily was walking up and down, her fist in her mouth worrying like hell.
"So, Miss Dilaurentis just got up and ran?" Asked the beefy police officer in his French accent for like the hundredth time.
"YES" Emily shouted at them, with a tone of annoyed "SHE JUST GOT UP, PUT HER JUMPSUIT OVER HER BIKINI AND LEFT. WHAT PART OF THAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?"
She started flooding with tears and the police officer tucked away his notepad in his belt.
"Look, kid, we are doing everything you can to find your friend. Who knows? Maybe she just fancied doing a little bit of shopping..."
"I TOLD YOU, SHE DIDN'T TAKE ANYTHING WITH HER! SHE DIDN'T TAKE HER BAG OR HER PURSE. SHE DIDN'T EVEN TAKE HER SUNGLASSES!" Hanna wrapped her arms around Emily's back and sat Emily down on her bed.
"Em" Aria said, walking over towards Emily and giving her a hug "I know your upset about Alison but I have to ask, what did that picture mean?"
Emily lifted her head up from her hands, her lip quivering.
"I'm not sure" she huskily whispered "I'm really not"
"Well Em..why did you...I mean"
"I think I'm in love with her" she croaked. Hanna and Aria quietly gasped and hugged Emily's head as she cried into her shirt.
"Em, Alison doesn't like girls" Aria said "I'm guessing..."
"Yeah" Emily whispered "I think so"
"So does Alison...like you?"
"I don't know. I really don't. I don't know if she's just playing me or she actually feels something...and I probably never will know"
She burst into tears again onto Hanna's shoulder, and a tear trickled down Hanna's face by the look of her friend looking so broken.
"She's only been gone 11 hours" Aria tried to comfort her "The police will find her"
"11 hours is a long time. A lot can happen in 11 hours"
"Emily, Alison is one of the strongest bravest people I know. She would not let anything bad happen to her.
Spencer came running into the room.
"The police have nothing" she miserably said, sitting down next to Hanna "They want to interview you again Em"
"Un fricking believable" Emily snapped angrily "Ali could be rotting in a ditch somewhere and these cops want to interview me instead of trying to find her so they can get the same information from me for the millionth time"
"Emily, calm down"
"No! No I am going to do this interview and tell them every single thing they want to know"
She stormed out of the room and found the big french cop.
"Excuse me" she angrily said, tapping the cop on his shoulder. He turned around and looking up at Emily.
"Wot" he grunted "I told you kid, we are doing the best we can to find your friend..."
"Well it's not enough"
"Tell me kid, where do you think your friend is?"
"I-I don't..."
"Is there anywhere that you think your friend would go? Her favorite place in the area? Someone she knows who she could possible go and visit?"
Emily's heart stopped when the cop had said 'Her favorite place to go. Her brain left the room for a minute and flash backed to a day she had spent with Alison...
The girls were alone in a classroom at school studying for a test. Alison was laying down postcards.
Emily: We're supposed to be studying. You planning a trip?
Alison: You and me in sweet Paris? How does that sound?
Emily: Maybe we should learn how to parle Francais before we go
Alison: Well we could start in the south of France. Dancing in sunflower fields, lounging around in our bikinis in the French Riviera. You'd look so good on top of the Eiffel tower. Wind in your hair...
Emily: How long are we going away for?
Alison: How about forever?
Emily entered the room again and started heavily panting.
"That's where she is" she half panted, half whispered
"Where who is?" asked the cop.
"Who do you think" she shouted, running to the door and forcing it open. Emily ran down the stairs as fast as she could and headed outside.
"She's at the Eiffel Tower"
As quick as she could, Emily ran. She ran faster than she had ever ran before. She ran out the gate by the pool and down to the end of the road. There was a sign above her head.
The Eiffel Tower-5miles
"Five Miles?" Emily laughed slightly "That's a long way...I can manage it though..."
She started running in the direction that the sign told her to go. She ran past pedestrians, gangs and street beggars. It wasn't long before she started getting tired and stopped. Leaning her hands onto her knee, she took a sip from a bottle of water stuffed in her jacket.
"I can do this" she told herself "For Ali"
Her phone buzzed and she had various text messages
Spencer: WHERE R U? THE COPS ARE GOING CRAZY
Aria: DO YOU KNOW WHERE ALI IS? IF SO, THEN TELL US!
Hanna: EM THE FOOD IS HERE. WANT ME TO SAVE YOU SOME?
Emily laughed at the last text but ignored them all. She dropped her phone back into her pocket and kept running towards the Eiffel Tower.
She had made it. She was standing at the bottom of the Eiffel Tower, but Alison was nowhere to be seen.
"ALI" She called out, cupping her hands over her mouth "ARE YOU THERE?"
She looked up and she could just make out the figure of a person...standing on the top of the Eiffel Tower, gazing over the balcony.
"Crap" Emily muttered. But will all the power she had, she ran up the stairs. As she ran, she thought of every moment she had ever spent with Alison. All those sleepover, all those fun trips to carnivals, all those kisses. She didn't stop running until she reached the top, calling Alison's name at every second she could. Finally, she reached the top panting heavily. Leaning over the balcony and gazing at the stars, was Alison.
