Thank you for all your kind words etc they are awesome, new goal though get the story to 500 reviews that would be like beyond epic so go! Plus reviews make me write quicker they just make writers feel good! Been a lot of comments about Isla's middle name, I've have had a change of heart and decided to give her one, some of you will probably think it's boring others will probably think it's a nice touch and if you don't register a birth like the way I've written it then I'm sorry but I have no clue how it works in America haha so I've written it the way we do it, hope that's okay but it doesn't really matter anyway. Oh and give me a follow on Twitter it's always good to know who's following this :) kirstenr93 anyway please follow/fave and review!

When Emily wakes on Monday morning she knows it's going to be a beautiful day. Alison is on her side, facing Isla's bassinet and the early sunlight bleeds through their window giving the room a soft yellow glow. She presses a kiss onto Alison's bare shoulder, and the blonde doesn't even flinch, lost to whatever dreams she is dreaming. She runs her hand through her hair before she glances over at Isla and she too has her eyes closed, her hands balled up in small fists that rest over her blanket that's been shoved down but she looks peaceful and that's the main thing. She quietly makes her way out of bed and over towards the bassinet.

She watches Isla lying on her back, her little chest rising and falling with each inhale and exhale and she knows she should crawl back into bed and take advantage of the extra time to sleep but she can't. She's too engrossed with her daughter whose right hand uncurls and there's five tiny fingers splayed across the polka dotted blanket that covers her bottom half.

And she want's to reach out and touch her but she doesn't because she doesn't want Isla or Alison to wake so instead she pads around the bed towards her bed side table and grabs her phone because she definitely doesn't have enough photos of Isla yet.

"She's done good this morning," Alison states quietly as Emily turns in the blonde's direction, and Alison only has one sleepy eye open.

"She has, only once we've had to get up and it's been five hours since then," Emily agrees as she leans down to place a gentle kiss on Ali's forehead.

They'd been awake at two with Isla and after that they hadn't heard a peep out of her and they both think that maybe they have been lucky enough to have a baby who loves to sleep. As if reading their thoughts Isla begins to squirm, her feet attempting to kick off the rest of the blanket.

"Have you noticed that?" Ali asks as Emily leans into the bassinet to pick Isla up and the brunette turns with her in her arms.

"Noticed what?" Emily replies as she places Isla in Alison's arms before she takes a seat at the edge of the bed.

"She always wants free of her blankets especially when she's bundled up, she hates her arms and legs being wrapped up," Alison answers easily and she winces slightly when Isla begins to feed. But Emily hasn't noticed it, hasn't even crossed her mind but it makes her smile that Alison has noticed.

"I didn't notice it, but now you mention it you're right," Emily replies as she runs her finger down Isla's cheek and the mark that had been there has practically disappeared.

- x -

It's just after ten when Emily emerges from the shower and Alison is attempting to dress Isla who is persisting to squirm all over the place. And she knows Ali is getting slightly frustrated. "Scrunch the fabric of the arms and legs they slip on much easier when she moves around like that," Emily says and she sees Alison look in her direction before she does as the brunette instructs and it's this kind of thing that Alison really has no experience in at all and she admits that it makes her a little nervous.

"Thanks Em," she replies when she finally has the sleep suit on, it's one Hanna has given them as a gift and it's adorable as expected. It's white with navy stripes and there's a pink love heart in the middle with navy writing spelling out 'happy' and there's a smiley face underneath it.

"I think you're going to be the prettiest girl in Rosewood today Isla," Alison coos as she lifts Isla to her shoulder, her hand resting on the dark hair that has began to curl slightly at the edges. "Actually I don't think it, I already know it."

After another feed and another diaper change, which Alison done all by herself, and she's feeling rather proud of herself even if it is a trivial task. Emily clips Isla into her car seat before she makes sure that the seat is fastened correctly in the car.

"Are you sure you want to do this today? It's not a bad thing if you want to be lazy considering you only gave birth like two days ago," Emily states as she makes her way into the car and Ali smiles at the thoughtfulness.

"It's not as if we are going anything major Em I just want her to be registered that's all," the blonde replies easily and she leans over in her seat to quickly kiss Emily's lips. "

Okay well you're the boss," Emily says jokingly as she pulls away before putting the key in the ignition.

"I know, I always will be," Alison answers with a smirk and Emily shakes her head before they head off into town to register Isla's birth.

- x -

Emily's phone rings in her pocket and she hastily pulls it out her jeans pocket to see Hanna's name on her screen, she quickly presses accept hoping that the noise hasn't woken Isla.

"Hey," she greets as she answers the phone and Hanna quickly says hello to her too.

"So we were wondering if you guys wanted to meet us at the Brew in a few hours, the three of you obviously, I'm missing that little one you guys have created," Hanna answers and Emily smiles because she knows Hanna must be in torture giving them space for a few days.

"Alison is just in registering her birth but I am pretty sure we will be there, it's a nice day out so it will give us an excuse to go a walk with her," Emily replies as she cranes her neck around to see Isla still fast asleep and just like Ali had told her earlier in the morning Isla has managed to prize her arms free of the blanket that had been tucked tightly around her.

"Oh I can't wait to see you guys," Hanna gushes, "and make sure she's had a sleep before she gets here because I want to see her gorgeous little face awake," the blonde adds before she hangs up the phone and Emily shakes her head as the line goes dead.

"Your auntie Hanna is a crazy one Isla but we love her."

- x -

Alison's hand hovers over the form for what seems like the hundredth time and she wants to hand it over to the woman who is sitting behind the desk but she can't. The middle name box remains empty and it bothers her slightly because it just doesn't feel right to her, Isla should have a middle name.

She goes over it one last time in her head and decides that Emily will support her decision either way. She contemplates phoning the brunette to make sure but decides against it in case she wakes Isla who had fallen asleep in the car during the journey. Before she can talk herself out of it again she puts the pen to the paper and allows her hand to flow in it's once familiar direction.

Emily smiles out the window at Alison as she sees the blonde walking towards their car, a few sheets of paper in her hand and she imagines one of them will be Isla's very own birth certificate. It's not long before the blonde slides into the seat next to her and she leans over to kiss her wife.

"Everything go okay?" Emily asks and Alison nods gently before she hands Emily a sheet of paper and Emily looks over it, her eye brow rising when she sees Isla's full legal name.

"What changed your mind babe?" Emily questions and the blonde can only shrug because she doesn't know what changed her mind, it just didn't feel right to leave the middle name box blank.

"I don't know to be honest it just sounds right to me like that," Alison replies as she glances back at Isla.

"It sounds right to me too," Emily confirms, "you know it's what I wanted anyway." She adds and the blonde nods before she kisses Emily again because she's lucky to have someone as good as Emily.

"Hanna called me while you were in registering Isla, she wanted to know if we want to meet them at the Brew in a couple of hours with Isla for a little while, I said we probably will," Emily states as she pulls the car back onto the road.

"Yeah that sounds good actually, it will be nice to get fresh air after being cooped up for a few days, we can take the push chair since it's a lovely day," Alison replies and she's a little giddy at the thought of taking Isla out in her push chair for the first time.

"You're excited about taking her out in the pushchair for the first time aren't you?" Emily asks with a smirk and Alison knows she's been caught red handed.

"Yes," Alison admits and she watches Emily's mouth turn into a smile.

"Me too." The brunette adds as she steers them in the direction of home.

- x -

"Have we got everything we need?" Emily asks as they stand outside their front door and she watches as Ali recounts everything in her head to make sure.

"Yes, she's had a feed, she's got a clean diaper and I have a clean bib packed just in case," Ali answers before she peeks inside the pushchair and Isla has already fallen asleep.

"It's better she's asleep now, hopefully she will be awake for them to see her properly I don't think they've seen her open her eyes fully," Emily replies before she locks the door behind her and she can't stop smiling as Alison strolls a few steps ahead.

"Remember all those months ago I called you a natural?" Emily asks as they make their way towards the Brew.

"Yes," Alison answers because she does remember, remembers how she freaked out at taking TJ trick or treating and how Emily was so insistent about her being a natural Mom.

"Do you believe me yet?" the brunette questions as she puts her arm around Ali's shoulder as they walk.

"A little," Ali admits because she is slowly seeing that she has the potential to be a great Mom.

"Good because you are and watching you do this just confirms it," Emily states as she places a kiss on Ali's head and the blonde can't help but lean into Emily's shoulder and she doesn't think it can get any better because she has Isla in front of her and Emily right next to her.

"Also you noticed Isla's thing with her blankets, I never noticed that," Emily adds and Alison can't help the smile that spreads across her face because she did notice it.

"See look at that smile on your face, you know you're a natural," Emily jokes as she nudges the blonde slightly and she loves the sound of Ali's laugh as it leaves her lips, her one dimple showing and everything.

"I love you," she whispers into the blonde's ear and Ali stops before she turns towards Emily, "I love you too."

They reach the Brew relatively quickly and as they walk past the window they see Hanna, Spencer and Aria at the corner table where there is extra space and Emily imagines Spencer has chosen that specific table because it has a place to put the pushchair. Hanna is the first on her feet as she notices them and the blonde yanks the door open to allow Alison in with the pushchair.

"Yes she's awake," Hanna exclaims as she leans over and sees Isla's eyes on her own. "Come on over guys," she adds and Alison follows her to the table at the end while Emily grabs them a drink. "Can I hold her?" Hanna asks and Alison nods her head as she unclips the cover of the pushchair.

"Of course you can Han, you don't need to ask me every time you know," Alison replies and she slides into the booth next to Aria as Emily joins them with their drinks.

"She's just too cute," Hanna gushes as she rocks Isla gently in her arms and Emily smiles as Hanna finally gets a proper long awaited hold of her niece.

"So she's registered then?" Spencer asks as she sips her coffee.

"Yep that's her all registered officially," Alison answers proudly as she adds a sugar to her tea.

"Tell me she doesn't have a middle name though? And if she does it better be Hanna," Hanna states and there's a smirk on her face because she's only joking and Emily and Alison both know that now.

"She does have a middle name actually," Alison answers and Emily watches the surprise on their friends' faces.

"And?" Aria encourages.

"DiLaurentis," Alison answers simply, "when I was filling out the form it just felt right for her to have a part of my name too and it won't be used formally she will just be known as Isla Fields but yeah I just wanted my name included," the blonde adds as she looks at Emily who is smiling at her.

"I suggested it first but she just wanted Fields and that was fine but I'm glad DiLaurentis is in there now too because she's your daughter as well," Emily says as she places a kiss on Ali's cheek.

"Isla DiLaurentis Fields just sounds right," Hanna states and they all nod in unison because it does fit, a bit like them Emily thinks to herself as she watches Alison talk to Hanna while the other blonde cradles their daughter. Her, Alison and Isla just fit together and she's never been as happy as she is now with her own little family.

- x -

"I thought I was going to have to pull Aria and Hanna off of her," Alison jokes as they make their way back home and this time it's Emily's turn to walk with the pushchair.

"You know what they are usually like with babies it's even more intense because she's ours," Emily answers as she feels Ali's arm link with her own, the blonde's head resting on her shoulder and she doesn't think there is anything better than heading home with her wife and daughter after spending some of the afternoon with their best friends who love all three of them.

As they approach their house Emily sees her Mom's car pull into their driveway. "Hey Mom," Emily calls from across the street as Pam exits her car with a dish wrapped in tin foil and Emily can only imagine that it's food.

"Have you been out a walk with her?" her Mom asks as they finally reach their house.

"We went to the Brew for a while with Hanna, Spencer and Aria they wanted to see Isla properly," Alison answers with a smile.

"I brought you some food over I imagine it's all a bit hectic right now so it will save you two cooking tonight," Pam says and Alison nods her head because it will save her time, time that she would rather spend with Emily and Isla.

- x -

Emily presses the TV on as she relaxes into the couch with Isla in her arms and the newborns eyes quickly flutter closed when Emily presses a kiss onto her soft skin.

"You're a very popular little lady I hope you know that, everyone already loves you but not like I love you or your Mommy I think we love you the most," Emily whispers as she gently pulls the front of Isla's baby grow away from her neck and as she traces her finger down Isla's chest she feels tiny fingers wrap around her own again. "I think that's our thing isn't it?" Emily asks to no one and when Isla shifts slightly she takes that as a yes.

"How are you feeling Alison?" Pam asks as she sits at the kitchen island while Alison puts the kettle on. "A little sore but I am okay, the health visitor is coming in two weeks to make sure everything is okay with Isla but so far so good she even let us sleep last night," Alison replies with a smile and she feels shy under the gaze that Pam currently has her under.

"I'm very proud of you Alison I hope you know that. Me and Wayne can't thank you enough for bringing Isla into our lives, she is perfect in every way and we can already see that you two will be brilliant parents," the older woman states and she slips off the stool before she brings Alison into a hug and Alison can't help but hold onto Pam because this is what she needs. Needs some sort of authority figure to tell her that she's doing okay so far and Alison, personally, thinks that she is doing more than okay but the reassurance from Pam helps.

When they pull back both of them have tears in their eyes and Alison quickly turns her back to pull Pam's mug out of the cupboard because even now she hates people seeing her cry.

"Thank you," her mother in law says when Alison places a coffee in front of her. "I made you pasta I hope that's okay, you can just heat it up in the oven," Pam says as she steers the conversation away onto safer territory and Alison is thankful that Emily has someone like Pam as her Mom and she's thankful that Pam is there for her too.

Alison takes a forkful of pasta while she feeds Isla and she still doesn't understand how some people can't multi task. "Your Mom is an amazing cook, she puts me to shame," Alison states as she stabs another bit of pasta with her fork and Emily laughs in the blonde's direction.

"I wouldn't say that, you are usually quite a good cook," Emily replies and she watches Alison raise her eyebrows with doubt.

"You have to say that though babe," the blonde retorts quickly and it makes Emily laugh again because while she does have to say it she's telling the truth, Alison can cook pretty well. "

Nope you are pretty good and that's my final answer."

- x -

"Do you want to give her a bath tonight?" Alison asks as she rubs circles on Isla's back, "it will be her first one," the blonde adds and Emily can see the excitement dancing across her sparkling blue eyes.

"Yeah that sounds like fun, I will just go and get her little bath, you can sit and have a few moments with her," Emily adds as she makes her way upstairs towards the nursery where Isla's bath and towels are.

She places the towels, bath thermometer and a little sponge in the small plastic bath before she picks it up and she takes a breath because she can do this and she doesn't know why but the thought of bathing a newborn fills her with a little fear because anything could go wrong and what if Isla slips out of her hands in the water?

She shakes the fear off because she knows if Alison sees her freaking out then the blonde will probably freak out too and the two of them freaking out together doesn't bode well. Calm she thinks as she makes her way downstairs and Alison is waiting for her on the couch.

They fill the small bath with cold water before adding the hot water and Emily watches as the thermometer reaches thirty seven degrees which is the temperature that one of their books says is correct and Emily does a search online just to make sure and she's relieved when various websites confirm it. As she places the bath onto the floor she dips her elbow into it for good measure and she's finally happy that the temperature is okay.

Alison gradually slips Isla into the bath feet first while she uses her hand to support their daughter's head and neck until the rest of the warm water covers Isla's body up to her shoulders.

"Em are you okay?" Alison asks as her eyes meet Emily's and the brunette looks anxious and there's a flutter of anxiety in her chest because she doesn't want to do this wrong.

"I just haven't bathed a new born before and I don't know I'm a little scared in case I do it wrong," Emily admits and she watches as Ali's head tilts in her direction.

"Come here," the blonde says and Emily scoots forward on her knees so she's kneeling beside her wife. "Here put your hands under her like me," Alison instructs and Emily places her hands over Ali's and she feels Isla move slightly and her stomach drops until she realises that Isla hasn't moved anywhere really.

"If I can do this then you can too," Alison soothes and Emily feels the blonde's hands pull away from hers slowly and soon she's left supporting Isla by herself and she takes a breath because she is doing it.

She watches as Alison trails the small sponge along Isla gently and this time when she moves Emily has control over the situation because her stomach doesn't drop and she knows she's not going to hurt her daughter. "Guess I'm not the only natural then Isla, I think your Mama is a natural too what do you think baby?" Alison asks as she looks up at Emily and the brunette smiles because Ali just knows how to make her feel better. "You're doing great Em, we both are," Alison states confidently because she knows it's true.

It's just after eleven that Ali tapes the last strap on the diaper before buttoning up Isla's sleep suit. "I think it's bed time for us," Alison states as she yawns and Emily nods in agreement.

"Take her up to bed and I will lock up down here," the brunette states and she leans over to kiss Ali quickly on the lips before they go their opposite ways, Alison upstairs and her to the kitchen. Just as she's about to turn the kitchen light off she turns back and opens the freezer pulling out one of the half eaten tubs of ice cream.

"Goodnight little Isla, you've had a busy day so hopefully you will let us get another good night's sleep," Alison whispers as she tucks Isla in and she knows with certainty that by the time the next feed comes the blankets will be scrunched in a heap.

"Is she asleep yet?" Emily asks as she makes her way into the bedroom, setting the ice cream on her bedside table.

"Just shutting her eyes," Alison replies and the brunette makes her way over to the bassinet just in time to see Isla's eyes close.

"Goodnight baby," Emily coos as she leans down to place a kiss on Isla's nose and Alison copies her before the blonde crawls into her own side of the bed. "I come bearing gifts," Emily says as she holds up a spoon and the half eaten tub of ice cream.

"See this is why I love you Em," the blonde states excitedly as Emily hands her the spoon before pulling the lid off the ice cream.

"I hope that's not the only reason," Emily fires back quickly and Alison tilts her head with a shake.

"Nope but it's definitely one of them," Ali answers as she puts a spoonful of strawberry ice cream into her mouth.

"It's a good job I love you too then," Emily replies as she leans forward to press a kiss onto Ali's lips and she smiles against the blonde when she tastes the faint hint of strawberry.

A beautiful day indeed Emily thinks as Ali presses her lips against the brunette's again.