New chapter guys managed to get my work done quicker than expected! Also I want to give a few shout outs to some long term reviewers. So thank you to the guest reviewer called 'Em,' I've missed your lovely comments and another thanks to MW1994 and to the guest reviewer called 'JJ' you guys are awesome! Anyway I've decided to stick with the pace I'm going at I feel that if I jumped a year or two into the future I'd lose out on so many storylines so hope that's okay. And since I think most people have missed some M rated stuff this chapter is to make up for that! 600 reviews pleaseeee. Anyway enjoy and please follow/fave and review.
"We can take her if you guys want a break tonight?" Aria suggests as they sit around their now claimed booth in the Brew. Naturally on a Saturday it's their go to place to catch up with each other and Emily enjoys it, gives them all a reason to hang out and it means Isla usually pukes on someone else instead of her which is also a nice change too. Their laundry pile has never looked so big and she doesn't get how someone so small can go through so many clothes. Even Hanna is proud.
"We? As in who?" Alison asks almost suspiciously and it's not like she doesn't trust Aria with her baby because she does, really she does, it's just a big step and she's unsure whether she wants to take it or not even though two weeks ago it was her who suggested that soon their friends would be able to look after Isla by themselves. Suggesting it and doing it are two completely different things though she thinks to herself as she hands the now warm bottle over to the brunette.
"Duh us," Hanna replies as she takes a sip of her coffee while looking at the other blonde and Hanna is pretty sure Alison has turned a whiter shade of pale at the thought of them looking after Isla.
"We know how to take care of her Ali she is our Goddaughter after all and we all love her," Hanna adds and Emily puts her hand on Alison's before giving it a gentle squeeze because a break sounds amazing to her, and she's missed Ali so she wants any alone time she can manage with the blonde.
"I wouldn't normally agree with Hanna, but I do," Spencer states with a tilt of her head and the brunette knows what Alison is growing through, had and still does have the same attachment with TJ.
"If it makes you feel any better I will go over and stay with them too to supervise, I'm sure Toby will love having a boys night in with TJ anyway," Spencer adds and she ignores the feigned hurt expression on Hanna's face because she knows Hanna is aware of how Alison is feeling and it's kind of strange because for the first ten years of their friendship the only person Alison really cared about was herself.
"I think it's a good idea, plus Isla is happy on her bottles now and as long as they don't put her arms in her blanket she will be no problem, come on Ali this will be good for us," Emily speaks and Alison knows Emily is right, she's getting a little too used to the brunette always being right, but there's just something stopping her from being excited about it.
She knows she should enjoy a night of freedom with Emily but the thought of being without their daughter for one whole night is terrifying.
But she finds herself reluctantly agreeing anyway because she knows it's the right thing to do and she knows Isla needs to get used to staying out sometimes because she doesn't want a baby who is strange with other people, she wants Isla to be sociable.
"Fine," she agrees and everyone at the table can hear the reluctance in the answer. "But you guys better call us if anything goes wrong, I don't care if you don't want to disturb us or any of that crap, if something happens or if she won't stop crying I want to know."
- x -
Emily carries Isla inside on her shoulder before she settles onto the couch with the seven and a half week old and Emily's a little taken a back by how much she has grown already. And she's not entirely sure if it's possible but Emily swears she is getting more adorable with every passing day.
Her eyes now following the brunette as she reaches over for the TV remote. "You are getting such a big girl Isla and you're getting more adorable, how is that even possible?" Emily asks as she leans Isla against her thighs, her feet up on the coffee table.
"Because she has your genes," Alison replies simply as she sits down next to the brunette, "it's the only explanation for it," the blonde adds with a chuckle as she rests her head on Emily's shoulder.
"Hello baby," she whispers towards Isla, her hand outstretched tickling her over her baby grow and Emily watches as Isla's own blue eyes drift over towards the blondes, her little mouth curving into a toothless smile. And the brunette can't help but smile at how much Ali is in love with their daughter as Alison smiles back.
The ringing of her phone brings her out of her thoughts and as she digs it out of her pocket Alison lifts Isla from her thighs and onto the blonde's own and Alison sees the playful glare Emily shoots her for taking their daughter.
"It's just Hanna," Emily announces as she sees her best friends name on the screen and she sees Alison's features falter slightly because she knows that the conversation will be about tonight and when Hanna should come and pick Isla up to take to Aria's.
"It'll be okay Alison I promise, I will go to the kitchen since she's about to fall asleep," Emily states as she nods towards Isla who's eyes are fluttering shut and she gives the blonde's shoulder a gentle squeeze before she turns and heads towards the kitchen.
"You're table is booked for seven thirty so I will come around about six thirty to pick my favourite up but you'll need to help me with the car seat I'm not good with they things," Hanna says as soon as Emily answers the phone and the brunette can only roll her eyes at the lack of any greeting.
"Thank you and yes I will help with the car seat, I think once Alison is out she will appreciate the alone time," Emily replies as she glances back towards the living room and she smiles when she hears Alison singing something to Isla.
"Hello?" Hanna's voice calls out through the phone and Emily's attention snaps back to the phone call that she's currently not paying much attention too.
"Yeah I'm here Han don't worry I heard you, she will be ready for six thirty."
"Hanna is coming around at six thirty for Isla, she managed to book us a table at that new steak place," Emily states as she walks back into the living room and she's not surprised to see Isla in her bassinet fast asleep.
And she swears she sees Ali's eyes light up at the mention of a steak dinner because the blonde always has liked the finer things in life and she knows Alison will be happy that she doesn't have to cook. But all too soon the light is replaced by uncertainty.
"Ali I know it's hard, I don't want to leave her for a second either but we have to, she has to get used to other people," Emily says as she takes the blonde's hand in her own.
"I know that Em I do, it's just hard, it's okay for an hour or two but this is all night," the blonde replies sheepishly as she looks up at Emily through her long eyelashes and even sitting in jeans and a t-shirt Alison looks gorgeous to Emily.
"We will be fine and so will she be, you know they all love her," Emily answers truthfully and she knows that nothing will go wrong and Isla will be perfectly fine in their friends' care. Alison however seems to disagree her trademark eye roll confirming that.
"Yeah it all sounds great but remember Hanna nearly blew her house down because she put something in the microwave for two hours rather than two minutes and we are relying on her to heat Isla's bottles," Alison replies and Emily can hear the frustration in her voice, but attempts not to laugh at Hanna's story. Attempt failed when she eventually grins because that was one funny story.
"See, you're not taking this seriously," Alison huffs as she crosses her arms defensively across her midsection.
"I am so babe, but come on admit it, it'll be nice to have some time alone and we get a steak dinner," Emily replies as she leans down and tilts Alison's face in her direction with her finger and she's a little surprised when the blonde leans forward quickly pressing her lips against Emily's own and soon she can feel Alison's tongue at the seam of her mouth and she's all too happy to let Ali explore her because it's been a while since it's happened.
And it's not long before Alison shifts herself over Emily's lap, the blonde's knees at either side of her and Emily runs her hands up the inside of Ali's thighs before she settles them on the blonde's hips.
"God I've missed this," Alison breathes when she feels Emily's hands slip underneath her t-shirt, gliding higher until they are at the cusp of her bra and she feels the brunette's thumb slip underneath, grazing her nipple, and it's enough for her to push down further on the brunette's lap, seeking out friction, any kind of friction.
It's when she leans down to press her mouth against Emily's that they are interrupted, a cry coming from their right and Alison's breath labours as she rests her head against Emily's.
"See Ali this is exactly why we need alone time," Emily chuckles as she moves her hands to the small of the blonde's back, her fingertips ghosting over the soft skin.
"Okay so maybe you might be right about that," the blonde replies as she places a kiss onto the corner of Emily's mouth before she untangles herself from the brunette.
- x -
She watches Alison glance at her watch and it's the seventh time the blonde has checked it in the past fifteen minutes and Emily's aware that the time is creeping ever closer to six thirty. And it's kind of adorable at how caught up with Isla Alison is and she knows it's hard for the blonde, it's hard for her too but she's getting more used to it especially with being back to work.
And she looks down into the pushchair where Isla is all clean, fresh and has her little jacket on, the last few buttons left undone because the summer is well and truly here. It occurs to her just how oblivious Isla is at everything while Alison is and looks like a nervous wreck.
"Ali, Hanna will be here and she will be fine with her, it's only a short ride to Aria's if I thought Hanna wasn't capable I wouldn't let her do it," Emily reassures Alison as she stands beside her wife, wrapping her arm around the blonde's waist to draw her closer so she can press a kiss against Ali's temple.
It is only five minutes later that Hanna arrives and Emily appreciates the fact that the blonde is right on time, not one minute later than six thirty.
"Hey guys," Hanna greets as she shuffles her way in the door and straight to the pushchair where Isla is waiting to say hello with a smile. "You are so adorable I just can't get enough of you," Hanna gushes as she leans over into the pushchair to gently tickle underneath Isla's chin.
"Okay guys we will leave you too it," Hanna states as she grabs Isla's bag which has all the essentials and she slings it over her shoulder while Alison carries Isla out towards the car, the baby's cheek pressed against the crook of her neck. Emily's not long at sorting the car seat into Hanna's car and Alison reluctantly secures her in before she presses a kiss against Isla's soft hair.
"I love you," Alison whispers before she pulls away and Emily repeats the blonde's motions.
"I love you too, your Mommy is a little upset at leaving you but you're going to have a lot of fun with your favourite aunties," Emily speaks sincerely before she places another quick kiss on Isla's cheek who is looking up with her with dark blue eyes, her toothless grin mirroring Emily's. She pulls back before shutting the door and she places her hand on Ali's back.
"She will be fine guys seriously don't worry and yes Ali if anything happens we will call," Hanna says as she wraps her arms around their necks drawing both of them into a hug. They stand outside their house until Hanna's car disappears and Alison feels gentle pressure on her hand as Emily gives it a reassuring squeeze.
"She's going to be okay right?" Alison asks and Emily can hear the uncertainty in her voice.
"She's going to be just fine babe,' the brunette replies before they head back into their home.
- x -
Melrose's Steakhouse is a pretty new restaurant in town and Emily has heard only good things about it, it's relatively busy inside and her and Alison are given a table upstairs next to the window and the view, despite it being Rosewood, is pretty spectacular.
"Okay so this doesn't seem so bad," Alison states with a smile as she looks out the window and Emily is glad to see the blonde relaxing. She had relaxed considerably since Hanna had text her telling her that her and Isla had arrived safe and sound at Aria's.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" the waitress politely asks as she hands Emily the menu and Emily's not completely sure why Alison is taking so long in the bathroom.
"Yeah can I just have a water please, and my wife will have a white wine when she eventually decides to come back," Emily replies as she glances back at the bathroom doors and there's still no sign of Alison. The waitress places another menu at Alison's place before she heads off in the direction of the bar to get their drinks.
"Sorry I took so long," Alison states as she sits back down at the table and Emily looks at her curiously because the brunette has a feeling Alison has taken so long because she was on the phone to Hanna.
"You called Hanna, didn't you?" Emily asks and Ali's face gives her away, choosing to look out the window rather than at Emily. "Oh Ali we spoke about this," Emily speaks as she puts her hand over the table onto Ali's and the blonde eventually turns to face her.
"How are you so cool about this? Why aren't you freaking out?" Alison asks because she's not completely sure why Emily isn't running around like a headless chicken like her.
"Because our daughter is fine, she's in more than capable hands, three sets of hands actually," Emily answers honestly and she smiles as the waitress sits their drinks down and despite her mentioning her wife, Emily isn't oblivious to the fact that the waitress lingers over her side for a few seconds too long, only moving when Ali clears her throat.
She knows she has nothing to worry about, Emily loves her, and their daughter but still Alison can feel the anger bubbling at the surface because of the, not so subtle, waitress.
"Super, the waitress has a thing for my wife on tonight of all night's," Alison mutters as she takes a sip of her wine and she's grateful to Emily for it because it's her first glass in nearly a year and God does it taste good.
"Don't be silly, I'm here with my wife aren't I?" Emily replies easily and it settles Alison to a degree but she's still not impressed with their waitress and she reckons there will be no tip for her at the end of the night.
She can't help but slip her phone out her purse while Emily pays for their bill and she's annoyed when there's no message from Hanna, Aria or Spencer. You're being paranoid.
She pushes her phone back into her purse before she hastily brings it out again and she selects Spencer's number on her screen because she knows the brunette is the most reliable and she's relieved when Spencer answers on the second ring to tell her that everything is fine and Isla is fast asleep.
"You called them again?" Emily asks from behind her and Alison shoves the phone back into her bag.
"She's just fallen asleep, we should go and pick her up and bring her home with us," Alison replies avoiding the question and she sees Emily shaking her head and she's getting a little annoyed at the brunette's easy going nature of this whole night.
"I'm sorry but why are you so okay about this?" Alison snaps and she knows she really shouldn't because Emily has done nothing wrong but it doesn't stop her from heading out the restaurant alone, trudging towards their car and she hears Emily walking quickly behind her.
"I miss her too," the brunette calls and she sees Alison turn quickly on her heels to face her.
"Well you seem fine to me Emily," and Alison hates how her voice sounds because she knows Emily will be missing Isla too, the two of them sharing a bond that Alison will never be able to touch.
She furrows her brow before she turns back towards the car and she slips inside when Emily unlocks the door for her. It's going to be a long drive home.
They drive home in silence, Emily glancing over towards the blonde every now and again and Alison hasn't really moved. Her head is on the window looking out and Emily knows it's not for the scenery.
But she keeps quiet because she knows if she doesn't she will make it worse and she really doesn't want that because she knows Alison will probably be feeling guilty right now. The blonde's bravado has always been her defense mechanism and Ali's best defense has always been her offense.
"I'm sorry," Alison mutters as they reach the front door and Emily has been expecting no less. "I know you miss her too and I know she's fine I'm just being a little crazy," Alison admits as she leans against the wall as Emily fiddles around with the keys.
"You're just being a Mom Ali it's natural but seriously she's fine and if she wasn't we'd know," Emily answers as she pushes the key into the lock and soon they are inside the hall, Emily helping Alison with her jacket.
The blonde's heading towards the kitchen when she feels Emily's hand curl around her wrist bringing her gently back into the brunette's chest.
"I love you," Emily whispers into Ali's hair and the blonde wraps her arms around Emily's neck and she's extremely aware that they have the house to themselves for the first time in nearly eight weeks.
"I love you too and you do realise we are alone don't you?" Alison asks and Emily watches Ali's hooded eyes look into her own.
She doesn't need told twice as she easily grips Alison behind her thighs and soon the blonde is wrapped around her waist pressing open mouthed kisses along her neck and Emily's not sure if she will make it to their bedroom because it's been so long and her body feels like it's on fire.
But they do make it to their bedroom, Emily easing Ali onto the bed and the blonde groans when Emily settles her weight on top of her.
Alison curls her hand around Emily's neck to pull her closer and Emily's not entirely sure where she ends and where Ali starts but she kisses the blonde fervently, their tongues pushing against each other while Ali's hands slip underneath her top.
And soon the blonde's fingertips are dancing across Emily's ribs before they settle on the small of the brunette's back and Emily moves her mouth onto the blonde's neck. Sucking on her pulse point hard enough to leave a mark that she soothes with her tongue.
"I want you naked," Alison speaks, her breathing already laboured as she tugs at the hem of Emily's top.
And the brunette is only too happy to kneel back and pull her top over her head and she watches Ali's eyes roam over the exposed skin of her chest and even though they've done this a thousand times the way Alison looks at her sends a shiver through her whole body. She feels Alison shift underneath her and soon the blonde's hands are behind Emily's back undoing the clasp of her bra.
She doesn't have much time to think about anything because soon Ali's mouth is on her skin and the blonde wastes no time in teasing her, taking a nipple in her mouth before gently tugging it with her teeth and Emily arches her back slightly as her hands get tangled in blonde hair.
But all too soon it's over and Ali's mouth is attached to her other nipple, swirling her tongue over it while she fumbles slightly at the button of Emily's jeans, and when Alison slips her hand inside she can feel how much Emily wants her over the material of her underwear and it still surprises her that she can do that to Emily.
She feels Emily's hand at her chin and the brunette guides Ali's mouth back onto her own and Alison moans at the feeling of Emily's breasts pressing against her.
"Off," Emily commands as she pulls at Ali's top and as soon as it's off Emily is tugging at her bra, throwing it behind her when she finally gets it off. And this time it's Alison who arches her back as Emily's mouth trails needy kisses along her neck, soothing the now red mark on the blonde's pulse point, before she trails lower, kissing gently over the blonde's breasts.
She urges Alison back onto the bed and she can't help but gaze at the blonde underneath her because Alison is absolutely breath taking. Leaning down she presses her lips against the blonde's as her thigh slips between Alison's and she can feel the heat of the blonde against her leg and the thought of it alone makes heat pool in Emily's stomach and there's an uncomfortable ache in between her legs that she knows only Alison can cure .
She trails her tongue down the middle of Alison's breasts, kissing over the blonde's now flat stomach and she pays particular attention to the faint stretch marks that remain on Ali's skin because she knows how much Ali hates them but to her they are beautiful and her hands curl at the waistband of the blonde's jeans as she looks up to see Ali looking back at her with dark eyes swirling with need and that's all the encouragement she needs to shimmy the blonde out of them before she settles in between the blonde's legs. God she's missed this.
She places open mouthed kisses on the inside of the blonde's thighs, nipping lightly at the skin and she feels Alison squirm underneath her.
"Em please don't tease me it's been weeks and I need this," Alison breathes and Emily smirks against the blonde's hot skin as she feels her wife's legs tremble slightly against her. And she runs her finger through Ali's wetness unable to tease the blonde anymore and Ali's reaction is immediate, her head dropping back onto the pillow.
She dips her head and runs her tongue slowly against Ali and she moans quietly when she feels Ali's back arch off the bed. Emily's mouth soon finds it's familiar rhythm and she's happy to take her time flicking her tongue across the blonde's clit and as she flicks quicker she feels Ali's hand in her hair and the way the blonde pulls is almost painful but it's worth it as she slips her finger inside, building a steady rhythm in sync with her tongue. And the noises Alison makes is literally the hottest thing Emily has ever heard.
Her tongue circles the blonde's clit before she takes it into her mouth sucking gently before she slips in another finger and she feels Ali's hand tighten in her hair as she increases the speed of her thrusting and soon Ali's thighs are quivering at either side of her.
"Kiss me," Alison gasps and she's pretty sure that when she tastes herself on Emily's tongue it will be enough to send her into her own world because her body is on fire and Emily has never felt so good inside of her.
The brunette, as always, doesn't disappoint, kissing her way up Alison's body while thrusting into her and she replaces her tongue with her thumb as Emily eventually reaches Ali's mouth.
Their kiss is frenzied, tongues and teeth clashing and Emily can feel Alison tighten around her fingers as she thrusts into the blonde again and this time she curls her fingers as her thumb hits the blonde's clit and it's enough for Alison to dig her fingers into the flesh of Emily's back and it's painful but Emily doesn't care. Continues her rhythm until she feels Alison arch her back off the bed, pressing herself into Emily and the way Alison moans into her mouth has her on cloud nine.
"I love you," Alison murmurs when she pulls her lips away from Emily's and the brunette smiles down at her before she presses chaste kisses along the blonde's jaw line and neck, soothing the forming hickey with her tongue.
"I love you too, and God I have missed this," Emily replies as she hovers above Alison and she smirks when she feels Alison's thigh fall back in between her own.
"Me too," the blonde answers, still out of breath as she rolls them over to straddle Emily.
"A lot," the blonde states simply as she leans down to take Emily's nipple into her mouth again and as Emily arches slightly off the bed she knows she's in for a good night.
- x -
She wakes in the morning with Emily's naked body pressed against her back, the brunette's arm wrapped strongly around her waist and her left leg thrown across Alison's and she smiles as she shifts back a bit trying to increase the contact.
"Good morning," Emily says, her eyes still closed and her voice still coarse with sleep. And Alison has no idea how Emily even knows she's awake.
"Good morning yourself," Alison replies softly as she turns in Emily's arms and she traces down the side of the brunette's face with her index finger, stopping at her wife's chin before she leans across to press a chaste kiss against her lips.
"I've missed this," Alison states as she curls into Emily's arms, her head below Emily's chin and the brunette's arms draw her closer as she presses a kiss into the blonde's hair.
"I've missed this too."
They're interrupted by the ringing of Emily's phone, the phone that rests in her jeans pocket on the floor. And Alison is the first up, rolling sleepily out of bed to get it and she sees Hanna's name pop up on the screen. "It's Hanna," she yawns as Emily finally opens her eyes and the brunette's cursing herself for not opening them earlier because a naked Alison Fields is something to be thankful for in the morning.
She watches intently, her eyes taking all of her wife in as Alison answers the phone before making her way back into bed and the conversation is brief before the blonde sets her phone onto the bedside table.
"They are dropping Isla back off in a couple of hours" Alison states as she pulls the duvet back up around her waist, "you were right though, I mean I missed her a lot but it was good to have time alone with you," she adds as Emily props herself up on her elbow running her finger down Alison's bare arm.
"We have time," Emily murmurs against Ali's skin as she presses kisses against the blonde's neck.
"We do indeed," Alison replies with a smile as she rolls on top of Emily and she's glad they woke up naked this morning because that's how she intends to keep it until they really need to get dressed.
