"Alison helps Hanna with shopping for baby clothes and Hanna tries to convince Alison to have a baby with Emily"
Emily/Alison
"What are your thoughts on babies?"
"I think that it's too late to get an abortion," Alison drily replies. "Ouch!" she yells as she feels something hard hit her back.
Alison turns, rubbing her back, to see Hanna's phone on the ground. She bends down to pick it up and looks up to see a glaring Hanna.
A very pregnant, glaring Hanna taking a seat in this high-fashion maternity and baby clothes store that they find themselves in.
Alison walks over to her and hands the other blonde her phone.
In that moment, one of the store employees that's clearly looking to make a sale, comes by.
"Can we get you anything to drink, Miss?" he asks.
"I'm good," Hanna answers, still glaring at Ali.
As the employee walks away, Alison finally relents. "Sorry, that was rude," she sighs as she takes a seat next to Hanna.
Damn, these are comfortable, she thinks. "I'm sure you'll make a great mother," Alison says sincerely.
"I wasn't talking about my kid," Hanna rolls her eyes.
"Then whose baby are you talking about?" Alison asks confused.
"Yours!"
Alison raises an eyebrow at the other blonde's answer. "I wasn't aware I fucked anything with a dick recently," Alison sarcastically replies. She receives a hard slap in the arm for her troubles. "Ouch, Hanna! Stop hitting me!"
"Well then, stop making this a joke! I'm trying to have a real conversation with you!"
"A conversation about what?"
"Oh god, about you! And Emily! Having a baby!"
"I-"
"So help me, God -" Hanna cuts in before Alison can reply, "If you're about to make an Emily sex joke I will kill you."
"Okay, okay," Alison says, her hands up in a show of surrender.
A beat passes, as Alison spies their employee giving them another look.
"So?" Hanna asks quietly. "You guys have been married almost as long as Caleb and I have. What's the holdup?"
"You just want your kid to have a playmate," Alison jokes.
"Alison," Hanna sighs.
"Has Emily said anything to you?" she asks.
"No, but you know Emily loves kids. She's so great with Topher," Hanna comments, referring to Aria's young son. "And so are you, you know. That kid loves his weekends with Auntie Em and Auntie Al."
Alison looks down and fiddles with her wedding ring. It's not that she hasn't thought about it, in fact, ever since Aria had her son and she saw how great Emily was with him, she's had the idea of a baby in her mind. It's just that…
"You're afraid," Hanna says.
"Can you blame me?" Alison asks. "The DiLaurentises have a bad track record."
"The Fields don't," Hanna counters.
"Emily won't be the one carrying the baby, you know that as well as I do," Alison responds.
"I lied," Hanna says.
Alison looks up, confused at her statement.
"Emily has talked to me about kids. Or well, specifically about what my pregnancy has been like so far. She's got a bunch of pregnancy and baby books in her Kindle and while I know that collection started with Aria and grew because of me, I'm not self-centered enough to believe that all of Emily's questions are exclusively about my morning sickness. You know what I mean?"
Alison's eyes widen at Hanna's confession. "Emily wants to have a baby."
"Not only that, she's already preparing for it," Hanna informs her.
Alison goes back to fiddling with her wedding ring.
"What do you want, Ali?" Hanna asks softly.
Alison swallows before she lets the truth she's been hiding slip out. "I want to be a mom," she feels a hand on her knee as she looks to her right to see Hanna smiling at her.
"Okay," she says. "Now, help me up. I'm starving."
Alison's brows furrow in confusion as she stands to help the other woman. "What about the new clothes you wanted to get?"
Hanna waves away her concern, "I already have enough."
"Wait. Was this shopping trip a trap?" Alison asks incredulously.
"Oh, get over it. Now, let's go before that creepy guy comes by again."
Alison shakes her head at her friend's ridiculousness. And well, Hanna may be ridiculous, but her intentions were noble and if Alison's honest? She's glad to have finally spoken the truth about her feelings out loud.
"Do you think they still have that supersize taco combo?" Hanna asks as they make their way to the food court.
Alison chuckles at her statement, feeling lighter than she has in a while. And if later she has to sit and watch Hanna devour some disgusting monstrosity right in front of her, she knows it's worth it when that night she receives a blinding smile as she's able to say the words she's wanted to say to Emily for so long.
I want us to be a family