Later that evening when Emily walked into her apartment, she found her mother in the kitchen working on preparing dinner.

"Hi, honey. How was the rest of your day at work?"

"It was all right. I got a lot done. What are you making? It smells amazing."

"Pot roast. I really hope you're hungry."

"I'm starving."

"Great. Dinner will be ready shortly."

"Okay. I'm gonna go take a shower then."

"Why don't you take this off." Pam said, tugging at Emily's tank top. "I'll throw it in the wash with your other whites."

"Okay." Emily then pulled her tank top up over her head and handed it to her mother.

"Go ahead and take your shower, I just put some clean towels out in the bathroom."

"Thanks, mom."

When Emily got out of the shower, she walked into her bedroom and got dressed.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Emily asked, walking back into the kitchen.

"You could set the table for me."

"Okay."

Emily gathered some silverware and two plates from the cabinet. She then went into the dining room and set both of the plates and silverware out on the table. A few minutes later Pam walked into the dining room and set the food out on the table.

"Everything looks and smells great mom, thanks for cooking."

"You're welcome, sweetheart." Pam said as she placed a large piece of meat on to Emily's plate.
"I'm really glad you came to visit. I miss you and dad a lot."

"We miss you too." Pam said, sitting down at the table across from Emily. "You know, you can always come back to Texas with me. Your father and I would love to have you move back home."

"Every time I talk to you, you try to get me to come back to Texas." Emily smiled. "As much as I really do miss you guys, I like living here."

"Don't you ever get lonely living here all alone?"

"Sometimes, but I usually keep myself pretty busy."

"So…"

"So…what?" Emily asked, looking up at her mother.

"Is is just me or did I sense a little something between you and Spencer today?"

"I thought you said she was too young for me." Emily said, lifting a forkful of mashed potatoes to her mouth.

"I'd prefer for you to see someone a little older, but I can work with eighteen. Why don't you take Spencer out on a date? She's seems sweet and she seems to like you."

"She likes me as a friend, but that's it. Spencer's straight and even if she was gay, she'd never be interested in me anyway."

"What would make you think that?"

"Girls like her don't go for people like me. She's young, she'll be going to college next year and I'm already out of school with a full-time job. She'd never go for a blue-collar working stiff like me. Besides, she's a client's daughter, it's a conflict of interest. By the way, please don't ever hit on any girls for me again."

"I'm sorry, Emily, I just can't help showing off my sweet, single and very eligible daughter. Any girl in this town would be lucky to go out on your arm."

"I appreciate that you love me so much and you like showing me off, but it's embarrassing having my mom try to hook me up; especially with straight girls…I know that you think every girl on the planet should fall hopelessly in love with me at first sight, but that's just not how it works."

Later that night, Emily was in her bedroom, looking for something to wear to bed. She opened her top dresser drawer to look for a pair of pajama pants.

"Hey, mom?" Emily called out. "Have you seen my black pajama pants? The ones with the Texas Tech logo on them."

"Here they are." Pam said walking into the bedroom with a laundry basket in her hands. "I washed them."

"Thanks."

"Put the rest of these clothes away for me, okay?"

"All right."

Emily picked up a few pairs of socks out of the laundry basket and opened the top drawer of her dresser.

"Mom, what happened to the photo I had here in this drawer?"

"Which photo?"

"You know exactly which photo I mean. There was a photo of Stephanie in here. It was in the top drawer of my dresser, under my socks. What did you do with it?"

"Oh that one." Pam sighed. "I moved it when I was putting away some of your laundry earlier this afternoon.

"Well, where did you put it?"

"I put it in the bottom drawer of your nightstand, but I should have just thrown it away. You need to get over her, Emily."

"I know and I'm trying, but it's not that easy, mom. Stephanie and I were together for over three years, she wasn't just a girlfriend, she was my fiancée. I know you never liked her, but can you please try to understand that it still hurts?"

"I liked the girl just fine, until she cheated on you and got herself pregnant."

Emily's mind then began to wander off. She thought about nearly two years prior, sitting in the hospital with her girlfriend.

"Is she going to be all right?" Emily stood up and looked at the attending physician, a light-haired middle-aged man, who had been taking care of Emily's girlfriend in the emergency room.

"Your girlfriend will be fine."

"Why is she so sick then?"

"What's wrong with me?" Stephanie, a nineteen year old, petite blonde asked as she sat up in bed.

The doctor then walked over to the bed and placed a hand on the blonde's shoulder.

"Stephanie…the reason you've been feeling so sick lately is because you're pregnant."

Stephanie's expression went completely blank and she averted her eyes from both Emily and the doctor.

"She can't be pregnant...check your test again." Emily said. "It has to be wrong..."

"I did run the test twice to be sure. It came out positive both times and it's quite clear on the abdominal ultrasound. It looks like she's just about two months along."

"But that's not possible." Emily said. "The only way would be…" Emily turned around and looked at her girlfriend. "Steph..."

"You two obviously have a lot to talk about." The doctor said. "I'll give you some privacy. Take all the time you need."

When the doctor had left the room, Emily walked over to the bed and sat down next to her girlfriend.

"Stephanie. Is there something you want to tell me?" Emily asked.

"Emily, I'm so sorry…" The blonde said, tears now streaming down her cheeks. "I never meant for this to happen."

"Who's the father?" Emily closed her eyes, still trying to process everything that was happening.

"My ex boyfriend…remember that weekend you went out of town to visit your grandparents? Well…I was bored and decided to hang out with some friends, but I was stupid and had way too much to drink, I ran into my ex, one thing led to another and the next thing I knew I woke up next to him in the morning with an awful hangover…I'm sorry…I made a huge mistake…I wanted to tell you…but I didn't want to hurt you…I wish I could just take it all back. I love you, I don't why I did what I did…God, I don't know what I'm gonna do…I can't raise a baby on my own…"

"You don't have to." Emily said, taking her girlfriend's hand. "I want you to keep the baby. You'll be okay. I'll help you through this."

"You'll stay with me?"

"I still love you, Stephanie. And it's definitely going to take a lot to get our relationship back on track, but I'm willing to work on our relationship. I promise, I won't leave you. I'll take care of you. We can get married and I'll adopt the baby, we'll raise it together."

"I love you so much, Emily." Stephanie wrapped her arms around Emily and cried into her shoulder. "You're the most amazing person in this entire world. I don't deserve someone as perfect as you are…"

"Sshh…" Emily gently rubbed her girlfriend's back. "We'll talk about this later."

It had been a few weeks since discovering her girlfriend's pregnancy before Emily had worked up enough courage to tell her parents.

"Absolutely not, Emily." Pam said, sternly. "There's no way I'll let you take responsibility for her mistake. You didn't make that baby, it isn't your problem to worry about."

"Mom, Stephanie and I are going to get married as soon as I finish school."

"Say something, Wayne." Pam, elbowed her husband in the ribs.

"Emily, are you sure, this is what you want?" Her father asked. "A baby is lifelong commitment and you have so much going on right now..."

"I know dad…but I still love Stephanie. I've forgiven her and I want to be there to support her. "

"This girl was unfaithful to you…" Pam said. "How can you be so forgiving?"

"I believe that everyone deserves a second chance. She made one mistake, I won't throw away our whole relationship because Stephanie made one bad decision. She's scared and she needs me. I'm almost finished with school, I'll get a job and I'll be able to take care of her. We'll be fine."

"When you told me that you were gay, I thought that an unplanned pregnancy was at least the one thing that I wouldn't have to worry about…"

"Mom, I would have eventually proposed to Stephanie anyway, you're just getting your first grandchild a little sooner than expected. But the fact of the matter is that it's my life and I'm choosing to stick by Stephanie. I just hope that you'll choose to love and accept this baby, just like I plan to."

Emily was then brought back to the present by the sound of her mother's voice.

"I really don't understand why you're still hung up on this girl. You were there for her throughout her entire pregnancy and when the baby was born, you treated him as if he were your own, as did your father and I, only to have Stephanie take off with the baby two weeks before you were supposed to be married. Do you believe that if she hadn't ended up pregnant, she would have ever admitted to cheating on you at all?"

"I really don't know, I've asked myself that question a million times…maybe she would, maybe she wouldn't have, maybe we'd still be together right now. I have no idea, but I was in love with her...listen mom, I really don't want to have this argument right now, okay? I just want to go to bed, I have to be up early tomorrow for work."

"Emily, I'm sorry." Pam said, placing her hand on her daughter's cheek. "I just don't want to see one woman ruin you…I know you've been through a lot and I'm sorry for pushing you so hard, all I want is for you to settle down with a nice girl who actually appreciates how wonderful you are."

"I know, but I'm still young. I've got plenty of time to find someone and I know that I will. You don't have to worry so much about me, I'll be fine."

"Emily, I'm your mother and even though you're an adult, I'll always worry about you. It's my job."

Emily smiled and leaned in to hug her mother.

"I love you, mom."

"I love you too."

Spencer slowly rolled over in her own bed and opened her eyes, to find that Emily was lying next to her and they were both completely naked.

"Morning." Emily said, moving closer to Spencer and wrapping her arms around the brunette. "Last night was amazing, wasn't it?"

"It was great." Spencer smiled. "You were great."

"Your parents aren't home, what do you say we give it another go?"

Emily then rolled over on top of Spencer and leaned down to kiss the brunette.

"That sounds amazing." Spencer smirked and placed her hand behind Emily's head, pulling the darker-haired girl down on top on her.

Emily gently began kissing Spencer's neck and chest.

"Emily." Spencer moaned as she felt the architect's hands travel all over her naked body.

Emily's lips made contact with Spencer's again. Spencer closed her eyes and writhed on the bed as she felt Emily's hand come to rest over her center. A moment later, Spencer's eyes snapped open and she looked over at her phone on the night stand, which was ringing. Upon waking up, Spencer realized that she was covered in sweat, with her hand in between her legs. Spencer tentatively slipped two of her fingers into her own body and groaned when she felt herself wet. Spencer then heard her phone begin ringing again, fighting the strong urge to masturbate, Spencer rolled over and picked up the phone from her nightstand to see that Hanna was calling her. Annoyed, Spencer pressed the ignore button and practically slammed the phone back down on the night stand.

"Fuck." Spencer groaned as she pulled her blanket up over her head, though she knew that she needed to get up as she had already slept in later than usual for a school day.

After a few moments of lying underneath her blanket, replaying her dream in her head, Spencer hesitantly threw her blanket off of her body and got out of bed. She opened her door and slowly trudged off down the hallway to the bathroom.

That afternoon at school, Spencer had been sitting at a table with Aria and Hanna in the school's court yard at lunch time.

"So…where's Alison?" Hanna asked.

"I'm not sure." Aria said. "I haven't seen her all morning."

At this point, Spencer was too busy daydreaming about Emily to contribute much to the conversation this afternoon.

"Spence? Is everything okay?" Aria asked. "You're pretty quiet today."

"I'm fine…"

"Is something bugging you?" Hanna asked. "You didn't answer your phone this morning and you haven't really been yourself lately."

"I…uh…just have a lot on my mind."

"Well do you wanna talk about it?" Aria asked.

"Can I ask you guys kind of a weird question?" Spencer said.

"What is it?" Aria asked.

"You guys have to promise not to make fun of me, okay?"

"You know we won't." Aria said. "What's the question?"

"Well…have either of you ever thought about what it would be like to be with another girl?"

"You mean like sex?" Hanna asked.

"Not necessarily, I just mean in general...like dating and stuff."

"I might kiss a girl, just for fun." Hanna said. "But I don't think I could ever date another girl…way too many emotions."

"Spence, something tells me this isn't just a hypothetical question." Aria said, placing her hand on top of Spencer's. "Are you trying to tell us something? Do you think you might be gay?"

"I'm not sure…I mean…I've been questioning for a long time…I'm a little confused, I guess."

"Spence, you know it's okay if you like girls. We'd never have a problem with you being gay or bisexual or whatever." Hanna said. "It doesn't matter to us who you're attracted to."

"Yeah." Aria agreed. "All we care about is that you're with someone who treats you well. You didn't have to wait so long to tell us."

"Thanks guys, I'm just not really sure what I am right now…I mean I know I'm attracted to some girls, but I still look at guys sometimes…"

"That's okay." Aria said. "No one's making you label yourself. There's nothing wrong with experimenting a little bit before picking a side."

"She's right. And now you've got twice as many people to hook up with."

"Thanks, Han." Spencer laughed. "Can you guys do me a favor and not tell Alison about this?" Spencer asked. "I know she'll make fun of me and I'm really not in the mood to deal with her crap right now."

"No problem, Spence." Aria said.

"I won't say a word." Hanna nodded. "So…let's get down to business here…is there someone in particular you like?"

"I don't know…" Spencer blushed.

"Look at her blush. Aw, Spence, you do like someone, don't you?" Hanna chuckled.

"Well…there is this one girl…"

"Who is it?" Hanna asked. "Is it that cute blonde on your hockey team because you could totally hit that…"

"No…Han. It's not her."

"Does she go to school here?" Aria asked.

"She's not in high school."

"Now, I'm really curious." Aria said. "Did you have class together at U Penn over the summer or something?"

"You have a thing for a college girl, huh?" Hanna smiled. "I'm not surprised."

"No, she's not in college either. She's the architect that's working on the remodel of my house."

"She's not like old, is she?" Hanna asked.

"Not at all, she's only twenty three."

"Oh, okay. Good."

"What's she like?" Aria asked.

"Well her name's Emily and she's gorgeous. She's got long, black hair and these beautiful dark brown eyes that are so easy to get lost in…and she has like the most incredible body too. Every day she wears these really tight t shirts to work and you can totally see every single ridiculously hard muscle, but she's not just hot. Emily's literally like the sweetest, most genuine person I've ever met in my entire life. She goes to church every Sunday and she's great with kids…she even drives a Prius because she cares about the environment. She's just perfect."

"Aw, Spence." Hanna said. "You really like her, don't you?"

"I do…I can't help it. I love talking to her too, she actually listens to me and seems to care about what I have to say. Ever since I met her, I haven't been able to stop thinking about her…and I keep having these dreams…"

"Sex dreams?" Hanna smirked.

"Yeah." Spencer blushed. "It's not like I mean for it to happen, I just can't control it and it's driving me totally crazy. God…now you guys probably think I'm a total perv."

"We don't think that, Spence. Apparently, she's hot and you're horny. No big deal."

"So…do you know if she's gay?" Aria asked.

"Yeah, I know she is."

"Great, that's one obstacle out of your way." Aria said. "Why don't you ask her out?"

"I really want to and I've been trying to flirt with her…like a lot."

"Does she flirt back?" Hanna asked.

"She seems to, a little bit at least, but I don't know if I'm just mistaking her being nice for flirting…"

"Are you sure she's single?" Hanna asked.

"Positive. Her friends keep trying to hook her up with people and she's said that she's not looking for a girlfriend and the more I think about it, the more I realize that don't want to be the one to make the first move and get shot down…but I guess it doesn't really even matter, it's not like she'd ever date a high school kid anyway…"

"You never know, Spence." Aria said. "Just give it time, get to know each other."

The girls were then interrupted by the sound of bell, signaling that their lunch period was over.

"Crap…we should get to class." Aria said, standing up. "Come on, Han."

"We can talk more, later." Hanna said. "And I totally wanna meet this hottie you're crushing on, by the way."

Spencer smiled.

"Thanks for being cool, guys." Spencer said, gathering her belongings from the table. "I'll see you later."

"Bye, Spence." Hanna and Aria both said as they began walking off in the opposite direction from Spencer.

I hope you guys all enjoyed the update. I know some of you have mentioned that you'd like to see more of Emily's point of view and I did give you a little insight in this chapter, but you will start to see more of her thoughts and feelings. I know I hadn't written much of her POV and I did that on purpose because we hadn't really explored much of Emily's relationship history, but now that we've learned a little bit about her past, we'll start to see more of how Emily feels about Spencer as they continue to interact with each other. As always, thanks so much for your reviews and comments. I appreciate them. :)

-Fender18