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"I think that went pretty well Isla don't you?" Emily asks with a laugh as she strolls further down the corridor with the pushchair, Alison had told her to in an attempt to get Isla to sleep, Isla who had screamed blue murder the whole way through her two week check up. "The nurse was trying to do her job baby and you didn't make it very easy for her, although you're not biologically your Mommy's I can see the stubborn similarities between you already," the brunette adds as she reaches the end of the corridor, deciding to wait for Alison who has a few forms to fill out.

She leans over into the pushchair where Isla, as always, has managed to bring her arms free of her blanket and she's staring up at Emily with her dark blue eyes. And Emily smiles at how innocent Isla looks because just fifteen minutes ago the last word she would have used to describe her daughter was innocent, her loud cries and red flustered face lending evidence to that. Undoing the first button on the baby grow she tucks the blanket back in remembering to leave Isla's arms free before she runs her thumb over the soft skin on Isla's cheek.

Gently rocking the pushchair she watches as Isla's eyes flutter closed and she can tell the two week old is fighting it, fighting the urge to sleep because she's having a difficult day where she is being a typical baby. Crying, screaming, not sleeping - the lot. And it's a major change from the happy, placid baby that they have come to get to know over the past few weeks and Emily has been waiting for the penny to drop, today being the day that it finally happened.

But she wouldn't change her, not for the world and when she looks down at the gorgeous sleeping baby in front of her she knows she loves every single bit of her with every cell in her body.

She continues to rock the pushchair when she hears footsteps padding down the corridor towards her and she doesn't even need to turn around to know that it's Ali, she can just feel that it's her wife. Alison's arm linking with her own seconds later confirming it and Ali leans up to press a kiss onto the corner of her mouth, smiling when she see's Isla asleep.

"So our own little miss grumpy is asleep?" Alison asks as they stroll slowly towards the exit doors of the hospital and when they step outside the sun is shining in the sky.

"She's just having a bad day, she's being a typical baby for a change," Emily answers easily as they cross the street, sticking to the shade.

"True," Alison agrees "but least the check up went great and she is the perfect weight for her age too, she's all perfect," the blonde adds as she takes over pushing the pushchair and despite the fact that Emily loves to push Isla along with her she loves watching Alison do it more, there's just something about it that makes her fall in love with the blonde all over again.

"Of course she's the perfect weight she loves feeding, well she loves your boobs and that's how I know that she is definitely my daughter," Emily jokes and Alison rolls her eyes in the brunette's direction.

"You and the boob jokes Em," Alison comments and Emily laughs gently as she walks in step with the pushchair.

"Boob jokes never get old with me Ali, you know that," and Alison smiles as she shakes her head because she knows there are more boob jokes to come from Emily.

"So," Emily says as they walk down the street that is dotted with restaurants and cafes, "I was thinking since Isla is asleep and it's a nice day out here we could grab some food and then head to the park for a little while," and Alison smiles in Emily's direction because that is exactly what she needs, out of their house and a change of scenery, her stomach rumbling confirming that she needs food too.

"I think I have my answer then," Emily states with a laugh when she hears Ali's stomach and the brunette places her hand on the small of Ali's back as they make their way further down the street.

"How about in here? I've heard good things about this place," Alison says as she stops the stroller outside a newly developed café and Emily has to admit it looks lovely inside.

"Yep this works for me babe," she replies as she opens the café door before she helps Alison inside with the pushchair.

They order fairly quickly, both of them going for the nutella stuffed French toast and when it arrives Ali sighs dreamily because she's forgotten just how good the chocolate spread is. "I used to eat this out the tub when you went to work in the morning," Alison admits as she takes a bite of her French toast and Emily can only tilt her head because she knew there was no way they were going through that amount without someone taking a spoon to it and she knew that someone was Ali.

"I knew it," Emily states with a smirk and Alison narrows her eyes before she casually takes a bite out of a strawberry. And Emily can't help but notice the way the red fruit sits in between Ali's lips and it registers with her just how long it's been since they have been together in that way.

- x -

Over an hour later the Fields' family sit beneath a giant tree that resides in the corner of Rosewood Park, the gentle breeze blowing breaking the heat of the sun. Where they are sitting overlooks the lake and Alison watches as a two year old kicks a small soccer ball around with her parents and she just knows that will be Emily in two years time or whenever Isla decides to walk and the blonde could not be happier as she looks over at Emily who's back is pressed against the tree trunk.

"She's done well today," Emily says as Alison shuffles closer and the brunette wraps her arm around Ali to bring her closer, reveling at the feeling of Alison against her.

"She has but that's probably because she's exhausted from keeping us up all last night," Alison replies as she rests her head on Emily's shoulder and she feels Emily's fingers draw small patterns on her bare arm, "but to be honest, today is the first time she's been a bit grumpy so we can't complain too much," Alison adds and Emily nods her head in agreement because she knows they've been extremely lucky so far regarding sleep.

"I can't believe she's two weeks old already, how is that even possible?" Alison asks and Emily doesn't really know because the last fourteen days have flown past.

"They grow up fast, soon she will be like eighteen and out with a boyfriend or girlfriend," Emily offers as a response, her voice teasing and Alison playfully swats her thigh.

"I'm serious Em, look at her she's bigger already and you can tell her eyes are focusing more when you talk to her," Alison answers proudly because she loves when Isla's eyes are on her when she talks to her.

"I know, I know," Emily relents as her eyes scan the rest of the park and because of the weekend weather it is fairly busy, families out for walks and picnics, couples out for a stroll and friends huddled in groups dotted all around the lake and it reminds Emily of the times they used to do that when they were younger. Her head turns slightly and she sees a flowerbed scattered with colourful flowers and she can't help the smile that stretches across her face because the last time she sat in this exact spot was the night before her and Alison got married.

"What are you smiling at?" Alison asks as she looks up at Emily from her position on the brunette's shoulder and Emily leans down to press a gentle kiss on Alison's lips. "The last time I sat here was the night before we got married," she replies and she watches the smile curve on Ali's lips too as she recalls what happened.

"Why here?" Hanna asks as she sits down across from Emily underneath one of the many trees that surround the park.

"Why not here?" Emily replies nervously as her fingers play with the hem of her t-shirt. "I just can't believe tomorrow I am getting married, not just married but married to Alison DiLaurentis," Emily answers as she looks back in Hanna's direction and the blonde can see Emily's face drain slightly of colour.

"Exactly you're marrying Alison, who by the way will probably be at Spencer's having a great time with Aria and Spencer while we are out here doing whatever this is we are doing," Hanna states as she scoots over to Emily before putting her hand on the brunette's back.

"That's my point, it's Alison, the person I have been in love with for as long as I can remember it's terrifying," Emily admits and she's thankful Hanna is there to pull her into a hug.

"Just what if it doesn't work?" Emily asks and she knows it's a possibility because not all marriages work out the way people want them too.

"Don't be ridiculous Emily, you know I wasn't particularly keen on you two dating to begin with but she is head over heels in love with you, I wouldn't let you marry her if I thought otherwise" Hanna replies and Emily laughs softly because she knows Hanna is telling the truth.

"You two make sense, and tomorrow at this time you will wonder why you were worrying in the first place," the blonde adds and Emily nods her head before a flash of colour to her right catches her eye.

"I can't believe we are doing this it's bad luck to see her tonight," Hanna states as they make their way to Spencer's front door.

"I think me and Ali have our fill of bad luck already," Emily argues before she rings the bell and Hanna rolls her eyes when she sees blonde hair behind the glass of the door.

"Okay fine but make it quick I want to get home to have a few drinks with your Mom-" and the rest of her sentence is cut off when she sees Ali's eyes widen at them being there. "I'll go see Aria and Spencer for ten minutes," Hanna adds as she excuses herself and slips past Ali into the house.

"Em what are you doing here?" Alison asks and her heart is thumping in her chest because what if Emily is here to tell her she can't marry her and it's possible given their history but the thought quickly disappears when she sees Emily smile.

"I just wanted to see you and I brought you these from the park," Emily replies as she pulls a bunch of flowers from her back before handing them to the blonde who takes them gratefully.

"I just needed to see you," Emily states as she places her hand on the blonde's hips, drawing her closer and soon Ali's hands are around her neck, bunch of flowers and all. The brunette doesn't say anything else just leans into Alison allowing their lips to brush in a chaste kiss that soon turns heated, their tongues fighting for control.

"I'm glad you needed to see me," Alison replies, her breath ragged when they finally part.

"Okay enough you two, you will have enough time for that tomorrow night," Hanna states as she exits Spencer's house and Alison and Emily laugh before Ali leans into place a gentle kiss on the corner of Emily's mouth.

"I will see you tomorrow, don't be late," she says simply and her eyes are glistening with unshed tears.

"I won't be, I'm kind of in a rush to make you my wife," Emily jokes as she makes her way down the front steps with Hanna, glancing back at Alison one last time before Spencer's house disappears out of view.

By the time they arrive home from the park Isla has well and truly woken up, the piercing cry slicing through their home as Emily pushes the stroller through their front door. "Oh you are a very unhappy baby girl today aren't you?" Alison asks as she picks Isla up from the stroller, resting their daughter on her shoulder as she gently rubs her little back. She makes her way into the living room and over to the couch where she brings Isla into her arms before she pulls her top up and around her neck, her daughter gratefully accepting the offer of food.

Emily hears the cry stop as she puts the pushchair into utility cupboard next to the kitchen and she knows that Alison either has Isla on her chest or she's feeding her because no matter how upset Isla seems to get Ali is the one who is able to soothe her, usually through feeding but other times Emily has seen Isla stop crying as soon as she touches the blonde's skin. As she turns the corner into the living room she smiles when she sees that she is right.

"You can always soothe her, she still cries with me but with you she settles instantly," Emily states as she sits down next to Ali and Isla and she can't help but reach out and touch the curls that are forming at the end of Isla's dark hair.

"I still can't believe we created her," Alison replies as she looks down at the gorgeous little bundle that's in her arms, the gorgeous bundle that is becoming more like Emily every single day.

"I know it's pretty incredible," Emily replies as she leans over to press a kiss into Ali's golden hair. And it is incredible, the three of them as a family is just incredible to her.

It's not long before Isla stops feeding and after her burping and changing routine Emily settles her into the bassinet that sits next to the couch, glad that they bought two instead of one because she doesn't think she would have had the energy to take the one from their bedroom up and downstairs every day. And Ali's head is soon on her lap, the lack of sleep catching up with the blonde too and Emily runs her fingers gently through Ali's hair as the blonde drifts into a peaceful slumber.

Emily jolts awake when she hears a small cry come from her left hand side. Placing her hand into the bassinet she lets Isla take a hold of her finger and there is a moment of silence where she thinks she has soothed her daughter until another short cry follows it. She awkwardly stands while placing a pillow underneath Ali's head before she leans over the bassinet where her two week old daughter is fidgeting restlessly and Emily knows if she doesn't act quickly there will be a roar from her just shortly.

Picking her up gently, she cradles her head against her shoulder as she makes her way towards the kitchen where she places small kisses against Isla's soft dark hair. "Shh baby we need to be quiet your Mommy is trying to sleep and so should you be you must be tired Isla," Emily whispers as she bounces Isla tenderly in her arms but it's to no avail as the crying continues in short bursts.

She makes her way to the utility cupboard pulling the pushchair out with one hand as quietly as she can before she places her daughter in it, tucking Isla's blankets around her and it seems to settle the two week old who stops crying almost immediately when Emily begins to rock the pushchair back and forth. She scribbles a note to Ali and leaves it on the coffee table in the living room before she shoves her sneakers back on and heads back out into the sunshine with Isla.

Remembering the low stock of diapers and wipes that they have Emily crosses the street and heads towards the local grocery store. By the time she reaches it Isla has her head to the side with her hands above her head, fast asleep and Emily wonders if it's the motion of the pushchair that puts her to sleep because any time she's in it Isla is fast asleep. Learning something everyday Em. Grabbing a basket she heads inside.

"Emily?" the voice calls and Emily turns slowly because she's sure the voice she hears will probably not want to see her in the flesh with her and Alison's baby despite their amicable conversation at the New Year.

"I thought that was you," Paige says as she walks slowly towards the brunette and Emily glances a peek at Isla who is still fast asleep.

"Hey Paige, how are you?" Emily asks as Paige finally reaches her and she watches as Paige's eyes scan the aisle that they are in. Emily knows she's looking for Alison but brushes it off when the other brunette's eyes eventually fall back onto hers.

"I take it congratulations are in order?" Paige asks as she nods in the direction of the pushchair and Emily beams back at her proudly while Paige has a peak into the pushchair. "What's her name? She's gorgeous Emily seriously," and Emily knows she's being sincere, thankful that she's not making this awkward.

"She is yeah, her name is Isla," Emily replies easily as she looks back down at her daughter.

"Congratulations… to both of you and I mean Alison too," Paige states and Emily nods slowly.

"Thanks Paige I really appreciate that," the brunette answers and she watches Paige nervously rock on her heels slightly.

"Anyway I best go Carla will be wondering what I'm doing, oh and if you ever want to take her to the pool when she's a little older let me know and I will get you in free of charge," Paige says softly as she looks down at Isla one last time.

"Thank you, I will keep that in mind," Emily replies as Paige walks off down the aisle towards the shorter brunette who's waiting at the end.

"That went well baby, good job everyone loves you because you're adorable and now we even have free time at the pool when you're older,' Emily says excitedly because although she's too young Emily can't wait until she can take Isla swimming.

- x -

Alison stirs awake when she hears the front door open and she's surprised to find her head resting on one of the couch pillows rather than Emily's lap where she had been when she had closed her eyes. "Em?" she calls sleepily as she sits up and she notices that Isla isn't in her bassinet either.

"Hey," Emily states as she pops her head around the frame of the door, "Isla woke up a bit grumpy so I took her out for a walk so we wouldn't wake you, she's asleep in the pushchair she love's that thing," Emily adds as Ali stands and makes her way over towards the brunette.

"Thank you, I am seriously lucky to have you Em," the blonde replies as she leans up to place a kiss on Emily's lips and she feels the familiar thrill in her spine when Emily's hands grip onto her waist because she's missed this.

"I've missed this," the blonde breathes as she pulls away and Emily rests her head against the blonde's.

"Me too Ali, me too," Emily replies before she presses a kiss onto Ali's forehead. But Emily knows Alison isn't ready for anything like that yet so she pushes away slightly before she smiles at the blonde.

"I brought some groceries home, managed to get you fresh shrimp so I am cooking tonight so go and sit your ass on the couch and I will shout on you when it's ready," Emily states as she makes her way towards the kitchen.

"I knew there was a reason I married you," Alison calls teasingly as she makes her way over towards the pushchair before pushing it into the living room beside her.

"I hope there's a better reason than me cooking," Emily calls back and Alison can't help but smile when she hears Emily's laugh filter through from the kitchen.

"We love that noise don't we Isla?" Ali whispers into the pushchair before she sits back onto the couch and switches the TV on.

- x -

Isla rests quietly on Emily's shoulder while the brunette gently rubs her back and Ali pulls her head back slightly to watch her daughter sleep. She lets the silence settle around them before she speaks. "I think we should take her up to bed and let her sleep, she must be tired tonight surely," she says as she sits forward on the couch, her hand resting on Emily's bare thigh.

"But I love when I get to cuddle her in like this plus it's only been like twenty minutes," Emily replies with a pout and Ali knows how much Emily loves getting cuddles from Isla but her own need for a proper sleep is over riding the adorable aspect of her wife and daughter together. Emily knows it's a lost cause when Ali doesn't say anything, instead the blonde retorts to giving her 'the look', the look that Emily associates with no matter what she says she is not going to win this argument with Ali.

"Fine," she concedes as she hands Isla over to Alison who promptly makes her way upstairs with their daughter, who she prays has a quieter night than last night. After locking the doors Emily makes her way upstairs where she leans over the bassinet to place a delicate kiss on Isla's head before she crawls onto her side of the bed just as Alison emerges from the bathroom.

After kissing Isla goodnight Emily is surprised when Alison crawls into bed on top of her instead of next to her, the blonde almost straddling Emily's leg between her own. Alison leans down to press a kiss onto Emily's lips and she feels the brunette's hands trail down her back before they settle on her hips. She smiles as she takes a moment to gaze down at Emily beneath her, re acquainting herself with every detail of Emily's beautiful face. There's just one thing missing she thinks to herself as Emily look's back at her through dark, long eyelashes.

There it is. Emily smiles almost shyly up at her and she can't help but lean down to take the brunette's lips in her own. "Hi," she murmurs against Emily's lips and she feels the brunette smile against her.

"Hi yourself," the brunette answers as she runs her hands freely up and down Ali's back allowing the blonde to settle comfortably against her chest.

"I miss you," Alison says as she brings her right hand up to Emily's left, linking her fingers through her wife's. "I know we have spent every day together for the last two weeks but I miss you, I miss feeling you against me, I miss you kissing me, I miss being… intimate with you, is that weird considering how much time we've spent together?" the blonde asks as she lifts her head to press a kiss against Emily's collar bone.

"Not weird at all I miss it too but you need to shh because it's been a month and yeah," Emily replies and her breathing is heavy in her chest because God has she missed Alison like this. Ali lets out a soft laugh and the blonde's hot breath tickles the sensitive skin on Emily's neck and the brunette internally groans at how much Ali can turn her on with just a kiss.

"Sorry babe I shouldn't be teasing you like this when I'm not ready… well I am ready but my body is not ready, you know what I mean," Alison huffs as she attempts to get out her explanation.

"I know and it's okay I'm more happy to wait," Emily replies as she begins to run her fingers delicately up and down Ali's back, the thin fabric of the blonde's vest the only barrier between her fingertips and Ali's skin.

"You don't have to wait," Alison states as she shifts her leg applying pressure to Emily's center and she feels the brunette shiver against her.

"Alison," Emily warns, her voice low and the blonde smirks against Emily's skin as she presses another kiss on her collarbone.

"What?" she asks innocently as she applies more pressure and she hears a moan get caught in the back of Emily's throat which allows her to lean up and press open mouthed kisses against Emily's neck and she feels Emily's hand fist in the material of her vest.

"You're teasing and it's not fair," Emily states and Alison almost squeals when Emily turns them over quickly.

"Life isn't fair babe," Alison replies and Emily reaches for each of the blonde's hands before placing them above their heads.

"But you're being really unfair Ali," Emily states easily as she kisses Ali's lips before moving onto the blonde's neck and she nips lightly at the skin below Ali's ear.

After another heated kiss Emily rolls off Ali and back onto her side of the bed where the blonde shuffles closer, bringing Emily's arm around her shoulder. "Yep, I definitely miss you," Alison admits as she attempts to get her breathing under control and her body feels like it's on fire.

"I miss you too," Emily replies just as Isla lets out her first cry of the night.