Chapter 11: Dr. Fields

A/N:I know it's been forever since I last updated any of my stories, I don't have any exuses to why other than that I suck at writing. Here is a samll chapter with Paily moments... if anyone is even reading this story anymore.

Emily's Pov-

"An archive?" Spencer asked sounding very skeptic.

"Yes, I know it's hard to believe but if we can find it we would get a huge advantage against A." I explained, I hadn't told the girls about Alison since it was hard enough to explain the archive for them.

"So how did you find out about this archive that neither one of us knew anything about?" Spencer asked, still skeptic and I could see that Aria and Hanna were agreeing with her.

"Grams talks in her sleep, I heard her talk about it a few nights ago and when I tried to ask her about it she just tried to change the subject so I know it exists." I lied, I knew I could say I found out about the archive from my grimoire since Spencer had checked through it more times than I had.

Spencer looked at me like she still was in disbelief but she remained quiet which created an awkward silence between all of us.

"Well… it sounds like this archive could be useful." Aria said, breaking the silence.

"Emily, are you absolutely sure we can find it, I mean we haven't even heard about it until recently and we don't even know if it's here in Rosewood." Hanna asked, at least she wasn't as skeptic as Spencer was.

I'm lucky I didn't tell them where Alison said it was, otherwise Spencer would probably find a way to make me give up on my search. She was very skeptic and I had to play it cool to convince her to help me.

"Just leave that to me, I'm sure Grams will let something slip." I lied.

Spencer was about to protest when the bell suddenly rang.

"Ok, I have to get back to class now, I'll tell you more about this when I got more information." I said and I went to my locker and grabbed my history book, leaving the other girls behind since I wasn't sure how long I could keep talking about this to them before they found out I was hiding something.

I got to my class and saw that the only seat left was the one next to Paige, I very uncomfortable walked to the seat and sat down next to her, Paige just gave me a look and then she turned her attention back to Mr. Harper as he explained about the cold war.

I grabbed my pen and started to take notes as the teacher kept talking, he was probably going to give us a pop quiz on this.

As I kept writing I noticed that Paige wasn't especially focused and she was constantly rubbing her forehead.

"Paige, are you ok?" I whispered but she didn't respond at all.

I tried to ask her a few more times but she didn't respond at all and I didn't want the teacher to notice that I was paying more attention to Paige then the class.

I tried to take a few more notes but I was too distracted to fully focus on what Mr. Harper said.

I noticed that Paige had started to very silently groan when she rubbed her forehead.

"Paige?" I said, this time in my normal voice. Luckily enough Mr. Harper didn't notice since he was writing a few years on the white board but Paige didn't respond to me, she was either ignoring me or she wasn't hearing me.

I could tell from her annoyed and slightly angered look that she was having a headache and it looked like it was really bothering her.

I wanted to help her, but I was lucky that Mr. Harper hadn't noticed me the last time and I didn't want to push my luck so I had no choice other than to wait for the class to end before I could ask Paige anything.

For the rest of the class I just sat silent and worried about Paige. There were a few times I thought she was going to faint.

When the class was over I walked to the lockers, I knew Paige was going there too and her locker was pretty much next to mine and history was the last class for both of us.

Just as I had put my books back I saw Paige walking up to her locker, when she was about to open it she just stopped in her motion and palmed her right hand over her forehead and rested the other against the locker.

That's when I decided I've had waited enough, I walked up to her and asked "Hey, Paige are you ok?"

Paige just used her left hand to wave me off.

"You don't look so good." I continued.

"I got a headache, no big deal." Paige said as she fumbled to open her locker.

"It kind of is when you're that disoriented." I said.

"Just… just back off I'll be fine." Paige said.

"Paige, at least go to the school nurse and get some Tylenol or an aspirin or something." I said as I walked up to her.

Paige just grabbed her books and looked very stern at me. "I'm going to go home now." Then she started to walk away but I wasn't going to let her push me away, not anymore.

"Paige listen…" I said and grabbed her arm, my sudden action seemed to have catch Paige off guard since she lost her balance and tripped. I was quick to catch her when I wrapped my right arm around her waist and my left had ended up on the side of her head. Right after I had caught her I made an instant discovery, Paige's forehead felt really hot.

"Paige, you got a fever." I blurted out but Paige had almost gone numb, I wasn't sure if she was conscious or not.

"Paige!" I almost screamed and Paige groaned as she started to regain her balance.

Once she had a steady foothold I let go of her.

"I'll be fine." Paige said.

"You need to rest." I said.

"Fine, I'll go home and take care of it." Paige said as she tried to walk to the front door holding her car keys.

"Paige! You can barely walk do you really think you can drive?" I asked.

Paige answered with flipping me off, but then she had to lean against the lockers again.

"That's it." I said and yanked her keys out of her hand.

"What the fuck!" Paige growled.

"You want to go home, fine. But I'll drive you." I said aggressively to let Paige know I was serious. Usually I'd never dare to talk like that to Paige but now she was too sick to do much about it so I didn't have to worry too much about what she was going to do.

Paige growled from behind her teeth as she stared daggers at me but I stood my ground.

"Paige, let me help you." I said staring straight into her eyes to let her know I wasn't afraid of her.

Paige's let out an annoyed ground before she let out a loud "Fine!"

I never thought I'd see the day when Paige McCullers was going to back down, let alone from me.

Paige started to walk to her car and I went about half a step behind her in case she'd lose her balance again.

We got to her and I held her door opened for her, I offered to help her to get in but she refused.

When I drove the car Paige just sat silent and refused to say a word to me.

"Paige, I know you're mad but you're too sick to drive yourself." I sad but Paige responded by looking out the window.

I didn't know what else to say, it was clear that Paige didn't want to talk I'm not entirely sure if she didn't want to talk at all or if she just refused to talk to me.

In a few minutes I reached Paige's home. Once I had parked the car Paige just opened her car door and walked out, she didn't even bother to get the keys back.

I followed Paige as she walked up to the door and slammed it behind her, since she didn't lock it I could easily follow her in.

Paige stood in the kitchen and reached for a glass from a shelf, she clearly hadn't improved that much since she suddenly moved her hand over her face and rubbed her temple.

"Here." I said as I reached up and got her the glass.

"I don't need your help." Paige said as she took the glass from my hand.

She drank some water and then she walked past me, she was clear that she didn't wanted me to be here.

"I understand now." I said and Paige stopped and turned to me.

"You are used to doing everything on your own and you're not used to asking others for help." I continued.

Paige didn't say a word after she heard what I said, she just stops there and looked like she had no idea what to feel.

I slowly walked towards her and said "It's ok Paige."

She looked at with a wondering look, she had no idea what I was doing and as I reached out my hand to her she seemed like she wanted to flinch back, for some reason walking up to Paige right now felt like approaching an injured animal.

"Paige, let me help you." I said and I could see tears falling down Paige's cheeks.

"I'm sorry." Paige mumbled with a very vague voice so I just managed to hear her.

Paige turned away from me and I could hear that she was crying.

"Why are you nice to me?" She asked as I could hear from her voice that she had broken down in tears.

I answered by hugging her from behind her back.

As I held her tight enough to know that I was there but not too hard I could hear her whisper. "I don't deserve it."

I couldn't believe what I just heard, does Paige think she deserves to have anyone that cares for her?

I could still hear her mumble it even thought her voice was muffled with sobs. "I don't deserve anything." She sobbed.

I leaned closer to her until my head was grazing her right shoulder and I whispered. "Yes, you do."

I eased my grip on Paige as I felt her trying to move, she turned to me and she rested her head on my left shoulder and cried as I gently rubbed my hand over her back.

"Yes, you do."

After Paige had gone upstairs to sleep I noticed I had a new text from A

HOW SWEET, MAKING FRIENDS WITH THE ENEMY. BETTER BE CAREFUL YOU CAN'T PROTECT EVERYONE

-A