Author's Note I: Sorry for having made you wait for such a long time. I have finally finished all my exams and papers and can thus write all the fanfiction I want without feeling guilty about the fact that I should be writing something else. With that being said, enjoy the new chapter.

Emily squatted down next to an unrecognizable pile of trash. She slowly slid further down, letting the palms of her hand touch the ground, grateful for her leather gloves since it was covered in sharp metal. She leaned forward, ending up in a planking position with bent elbows, her face almost touching the ground. She turned her head slightly upwards, remarking that from the front seat of the car she was undetectable. And thus she slid her right quietly arm and leg forward before pulling her body forward, repeating the motion with her left side as she slithered closer to the car.

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"What on earth are you doing Paige?" Emily asked, grinning into her morning coffee.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Paige panted, sweat glistening down her face.

"It looks like you're climbing," Emily remarked. "But you're on the ground."

"Well, sort of is. A horizontal climbers squat. It's a good exercise for your core. I learned it back in Stanford. Just doing a couple of sets these every morning seriously improved my technique."

"It's like that millitary thing where they crawl under barbed wire?" Emily asked.

"Kind of. I guess. If they do it then it must be effective."

"So why do you still do it?"

"To keep in shape," Paige said, taking a rest kneeling down, looking up to Emily with a sort of a duh-expression. "Just because I'm not competing any more doesn't mean I still don't want to be able to kick your ass."

"Okay, that's it. Scooch over," Emily said, whipping herself out of bed and pulling on a t-shirt.

"What are you doing?" Paige asked, puzzled but obliging.

"You're going to teach me that thing and I'm going to beat you in it."

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"What was that?" the capped figure asked, turning their head brusquely.

"What was what?" Paige asked, trying to sound as clueless as possible, while being fully aware of what was making the noise.

"That noise. It was like a low clank. Don't lie to me. You heard it too." The figure was obviously becoming distressed, speaking more than strictly necessary.

"Yeah I think I heard it. Couldn't it have been a cat or something?"

"Doesn't matter. We will be going soon," the figure responded, getting ready to turn the key in the ignition.

"Please Emily. Please be quick," Paige silently prayed but couldn't help but to notice that the figure seemed to share some of her nervousness.

The car trembled back into life and as the figure shifted it into drive mode a sinking feeling washed over her: she had no way to know if their plan was going to work out and if it didn't she was on her way to an unknown place with someone who she had no idea of what was capable of. She thought back to something that she had told Emily when A was terrorizing her and her friends back in Rosewood:

"Emily, you can trust me with your life."

Trust wasn't a one way street, she argued to herself. She had asked Emily to trust her once when it was her safety that wasn't threatened. And now she was going to have to do the same, no matter how scary things might get. As the car started moving and was about to pull away into the streets again but once it had driven a couple of meters it came to a harsh stop, the whiplash jerking their bodies violently back and forth. Once they regained their senses she heard a bellow from the other person:

"What was that? What the hell are you playing at?"

As soon as Emily had secured that the hook, that she had strung on a patent wire, underneath the car, she went to work on the back tires, peppering them with small spikes. They weren't long enough to pierce them while the car was on standby but would start damaging them once it started moving. When she was finishing up with the second tire she was startled to hear the engine sounding, and knowing that she would not like to be near the wire once she tightened she pushed herself from the car and once the engine started revving she threw herself on the ground and made a barrel roll to the left. She heard the unsettling whine of the wire as it tensed rapidly. There was a loud squeak as the car came back to a screeching halt, almost bringing the lightpost down with it which Emily had tied the other end of the wire to. Emily turned to see that the impact had ripped a large part from from underneath the vehicle. She felt the success rush to her head and she scrambled to get to her feet:

"Got you!"

As she stood up she noticed that the driver had gotten out of the car and was walking briskly towards her, yelling angrily:
"You! Do you have any idea what you have done?"

Emily tried seizing the figure, grabbing them by the shoulders, but they fought back with surprising strength, given their small size. They hooked their right leg behind Emily's left one and she went crashing to the ground, but their cap managed to fall off in the scuffle. A young looking person stared down on her, their blond hair sticking out in a short spiky cut, their hollow cheeks rosy in the cold night air.

"You're..." Emily stammered, trying to get her bearings, remembering the pictures in small book that she had leafed through once the packet from Aria had finally arrived."You're the little prince, aren't you?"

The person didn't respond to her question but didn't look like they were unfamiliar with the term either. But before they could react any further, Paige came crashing out of the car, looking like she had smashed her way through the window with a blunt object and unlocked it from the outside.

"No!" she yelled, and flame burning behind her eyes. "Don't you dare to touch her!"

Before the person could react, Paige had already brought her club back up and proceeded to strike the person in the shin. They dropped with a low wail and crumbled into a ball on the ground. Paige left them no time to regain their composure and approached, grabbing them by the back of the neck and pulling them up:

"Who are you? And what do you want from me?"

The person struggled, but as they were about to give up the fight, the three of them were distracted by a car that had just driven into the junkyard, blinding them with their headlights. The person used the element of surprise to their advantage, stabbing a sharp elbow into Paige's stomach who dropped them with a grunt. They landed with a cat like grace and proceeded to sprint away into the night. The car also made a quick retreat, driving out of the junkyard but in the opposite direction. Paige ran towards Emily and pulled her back to her feet:
"We need to chase them down. Get to the car."

Once they had sprinted back to their own car it took them a couple of minutes to catch up with the person who was running at remarkable speed towards a busier crossroad. The two women had to stop at a red light and Paige got out of the car with the intention to running them down. The person paid no attention to the cars, sprinting straight into traffic, probably in the hopes of getting across and thus getting a head start. A horrifying screech followed by a crash proved that this had not been a good idea and the two women watched in horror as the small person was thrown across the hood of a green sedan and landed with a thud on the concrete. The driver of the car, a man in his sixties, exited the car, looking white as a ghost.

"They, they, they just came out of nowhere…"

A young woman whisked out of her car, approaching the scene of the accident:

"Sir, I'm a nurse. I need you to remain calm. Call 911."

Other cars had stopped and a small crowd was quickly forming around the scene of the accident. Emily got out of the car and proceeded to lead Paige back into it, in order to avoid them drawing attention to themselves. They watched in silence as an ambulance drove up to the scene and proceeded to drive away with a wail and blinking lights. Paige dropped her head, letting it rest on the glove compartment:

"What do we do now Em?"

"We follow."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you know which hospital is the closest to here?"

"No."

"Okay then, find it on your phone. We need to get there as soon as possible. But first we need to make another stop," Emily said and punched a number into her phone. "Hi Han. It's me. Did you make it home okay? Great. Listen, did you keep that Candy Striper costume that you snatched all those years ago?"

Author's Note II: Here I will discuss PLL episode 7x14. So be warned. In this comment there be spoilers? So, what did everyone think? For my part first of all, that kiss, swoon. But what I found so wonderful about their entire interaction wasn't just the kiss, which was lovely, but how easy the conversation always seems to flow between my favorite Sharks. They have playful banter, tease and challenge each other, and their memories from their time together in California sound wonderful and it's bittersweet that we didn't get to see any of those moments, because they sound just picture perfect and really Paily (racing to solve decision making? So much like them). I know that there is almost zero chance that they will end up together, but to be honest I wasn't even expecting this much from the show. I expected them just to have brought Paige back in order to trample her. So for whatever happens next, at least they had this magical moment.