Alison's POV

"Hey princess." She greets me in a low horse voice.

"How are you feeling?" I say as I reach her side and grab ahold of her hand.

"Feel like shit. Probably look like it too." Her fingers start to play with my hand.

"You've never looked like shit in your entire life. Even while you're in sweats and a baggy tee shirt, you look smokin' hot!"

Emily starts blushing at my comment, and this makes me happy. I haven't been able to get through to her in a long time. She opens her mouth as if she's about to say something but quickly closes them. She sits with pursed lips for a minute before speaking up again.

"Look...I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you..I'm mad at the world. And I know, I know, that'll get me no-where...but it helps me. It makes me feel a little bit better. You didn't even have to try and you get pregnant. Every time I see someone pushing their baby in the park, or feeding them at a restaurant, or literally just having a kid in the back seat of their car...it feels like my hearts being ripped out of my chest. Every damn time. I promised..I promised my mom and dad that I'd name my kids after them." Emily's eyes glisten with tears, but she's holding them back. I'm holding back my own tears. I feel guilty. I know that she wants kids, but if I would've kept the baby...we would've been 20. Raising a kid. Who knows...I may have not ended up with her! She probably would've broken up with me then. The second she found out I was pregnant.

"Hey, it's okay. We'll still have kids! We'll figure it out. I promise. We can even use their middle names. We have a bigger name problem though."

"What? We do?" He voice turns to panic, and she stops twirling her fingers along my hand.

"Yeah. Are you going to take my name...or am I going to take yours?"

"Oh. I-I thought that...you'd always kind of...take mine." She starts to blush again, and I give her the cheesiest smile I can muster up.

"That was my plan all along...I just wanted you to get all cute and ask." I get up and give her a quick kiss before the door flies open.

"Hi Ms. Fields-"

"Emily, please call me Emily."

"Okay, Emily. We had to preform coronary stent surgery, as your arteries were narrow. We will be prescribing you with blood thinners along with the two stents that were placed in your arteries to try and minimize another attack. You'll have to be cautious of your actions. You should stop any activity if you start to get pains in your chest or any of the symptoms that are on the sheet I will be giving you. You'll be very weak for the next 2 weeks, so take it easy. It'll be about another month after that before your all set to go again. Do you have any questions?"

"Uhh no. Thanks." The doctor hands me what seems like a book of papers, and walks out of the room.

"Hey...it's going to be okay. I'll be fine." She wipes a tear from my face that I didn't know was falling.

"I'm never going to let anything happen to you again. You don't deserve everything that you've been through. You're not leaving my sight."

"Woahhh. You couldn't have prevented this. It was hereditary, I'm fine! Look at me, I'm breathing, I can walk pretty well now, my brain still works...nothing's changed. Well..I have to take 1 pill a day, and I'm going to have this scar. You love them anyway, so it's just another thing that you'll love!"

"Why do you have to see the good in everything?" I sniffle out.

"Trust me...it took me a long time to be able to that again. I've learned that a good attitude takes you a long way, and if you dwell on the past and worry about things you can't control, the more you start missing out on things."

"Okay Ali, I just got off the phone with my boss. He's going to post pone everything for 2 months, so...how about we start planning stuff for the wedding?! I mean I can't really do anything else right now, but we can just watch Netflix if you want too!"

"Really? Are you sure you're up for it?! We've only been home for a few days, we can wait! I don't mind curling up next to you either."

"Go grab the books. Let's get planning babe!"

I scurry up the stairs, almost tripping twice. I've been taking notes of things that I liked, but I'm excited to make decisions together. I know that Emily will probably just go with whatever I really want, she wants me to have my day as she's called it. I've asked Spencer to be my maid of honor, but I don't know how many bridesmaids Emily will have. I don't really know if she has friends, the only person she talks about is Hanna. I grab the books from my bed side table and sprint back down the stairs. I place the books on the table in front of Emily and snuggle up next to her. My hand instantly goes to her new wound, and she shifts a bit. It must still be tender.

"Did I hurt you?" I timidly ask.

"No, no. You're fine! Let's make some decisions, okay?"

"Okay, so first things first. I figured you could carry a purple bouquet, and I could carry white. Those were our moms favorite colors, and then purple and white would be our theme. Is that okay?"

"That sounds great. I know our moms would love it-and so do I."

"Okay. Perfect." I write down on a blank piece of paper our bouquet decisions. "So next we should decide on a venue. There was this one really pretty venue that I liked. It was outside-it was kind of like a garden, but there were these really pretty trees and flowers all around the place."

"Well let's do that then. It sounds amazing."

"But its outside, and our wedding isn't until October! It's probably going to be cold!"

"Screw our guests, the day is for us! It's how we want it to be, not if they should dress in shorts or pants."

"Sold. We have a venue!" I scribble down the location of the venue and the person to contact. "Now, how many bridesmaids are you going to have?"

"Uhhh. Well Hanna of course, and then I was thinking I might ask Aria. That reporter. She's going to be going on our tour with us, and we're already pretty friendly. So 2?"

"Okay. I'll only have 2-"

"Nononono. You ask as many people as you want. If you need more room, they can even stand on my side."

"Uhhh, why are you so good to me?"

"Because you deserve it. What's next?"

"Um, maybe food selection?!" I grab the food book and start riffling through the pages. "Food kind of makes or breaks the wedding. Well besides the vows! I don't want to spend too much on food, but I think it's really important! I think we should decide between these three vendors. Maybe we can set up some times to go taste test their food once you feel up to it! I do want to have a good balance of food though, so we have to pick one of them that has a really good variety! But for the main dish, I really want a steak or chicken. Is that okay with you? You can pick out all the sides if you want! All the sides are right here." I flip to the side dishes page and point to all the choices with my finger. I look back at Emily, only to find her sleeping.

Well at least we got some progress done tonight. She'll probably apologize for falling asleep, and will want to start again tomorrow. I close the book, and get up to grab a blanket. I sit back down next to her and lay the blanket over the both of us. I carefully nuzzle my way into her embrace as I relax next to her. I slowly place my head on her chest and listen to her heart beat. It's still as strong as ever. I mumble out a "goodnight Emily" before I drift off to sleep.