A/N: Figured that I'd try to pump out these last three chapters because I'm so excited to move on to the next adventure. An overwhelming number of responses said that they would love this version of these two to continue on. And the more I've been developing my next story, I think that's the best move. So we have this chapter, one more chapter after this, and then an epilogue. Once again, the next story will be a companion piece, not a true sequel and that will make more sense once you read the first chapter :)
Wrapping up all the loose ends over here and I hope that you all thoroughly enjoy this chapter.
Lying down in their bed that same night, Alison held her breath. Her inhales remained trapped in her lungs as she felt her wife fit herself into her every curve. Emily sighed, curling her arms around Alison, allowing the events of the night to wash over them. But Alison remained still, despite feeling secure in her arms. She refused to breathe, imagining that if she never did again, she could stay frozen in this moment forever. Maybe if they could just stay. Right here. In this moment. She would feel safe and protected and loved for the rest of her life.
"Two weeks." Alison exhaled into the darkness.
"What was that?" Emily asked, pulling herself closer into Alison's back as she laced their hands together underneath Alison's chest.
"Two weeks until we have to make a decision..."
Emily mumbled contentedly into her ear, "It's actually less than that, Al. Everything has to be filed within two weeks. If we're not going through with it, we have to have all of the new paperwork filed and accepted by then."
Alison's anxiety continued to build, "Really? Why didn't anyone specify that?" As her panic continued, Emily began to feel Alison's breathing patterns increase while wrapped around her body.
Propping herself up on her elbow, Emily looked down at her wife, "Well, sweetheart, not many people going through what we are consider reversing the process. I doubt that Dominic thought to include that information. But it's okay; if I remember right, it's just a few pieces of paper."
Alison turned over onto her back, keeping her eyes closed out of fear, "Okay, but what if I'm not ready in time."
She reached over to their nightstand to bring light into their pitch black room before the brunette then leaned down to place a delicate kiss on each of her wife's eyelids as she brushed the sides of her face with her thumb, "Then, we go back into deliberations. We continue paying our lawyers and mediators. We can figure this out at whatever pace you need." Emily could feel that this night alone together had sent Alison into a spiral. It made her come to terms with the reality that they were facing. They weren't just playing house. They were attempting to rebuild a home. "Tell me your fears, babe. What haven't we gotten to yet?"
"I don't know how to forget."
"Alison, we got into this mess because that's what I was trying to do. The goal is not to forget. The goal is to remember every damn second that we were apart and remember how much better if feels when you're by my side. The goal is to provide the best life we can for our daughter. The goal is to become better parents, better wives, a better support system, and better people than we could be separate from one another. Please don't forget. Don't forget a moment of it because without it, we wouldn't be here. We are so eternally lucky to be right here right now, Ali."
"And Liam?" Alison groaned while sitting up.
"What about him, sweetheart?" Leaning forward so that their foreheads were barely touching, with hands intertwined, Emily closed her eyes desperately, feeling the anguish seeping from her wife's pores, "What do you need?"
"He should be here too, Emmy." Her voice cracked, mourning equally side by side for the first time. "How are we the lucky ones when our son isn't by our side?"
Alison's head fell as she burst into sobs. The first wail that escaped her lips caused Emily to recoil in pain. She felt her wife's distress viscerally. She heard the torture in her sobs. She saw the depths of her grief. Tears of her own escaped in empathy knowing that their son's honor had been left behind in the wreckage of their past. They stayed in that cocoon for over 10 minutes as the two women cried in each other's arms. There would forever be a lingering emptiness in their home and without its acknowledgement, the vacancy would continue to intrude in their thoughts and actions for years to come.
"Look up at me, babe." Emily whispered, fighting to get it back together for the whimpering blonde. As soon as her blue eyes hit hers, she poured out her soul, "We are lucky because we're still here. Because we went through some of the most agonizing years of our lives and made it to the other side. Yes, we lost Liam along the way. We lost our first prized possession to a cruel July day. But we're lucky because through that we're still a family."
Alison reached up to put Emily's face in her hands, "I don't know how you can say that when you've never told, Liv. How are we a family if there's no indication of him in our home? How are we a family if we never tell her? How are we supposed to move forward when we've never addressed the past?"
Emily followed her wife's lead, adjusting herself further up on the headboard before pulling Alison in between her legs. Wrapping her arms around the blonde's waist, she kissed her cheek before continuing, "I'd love to tell her. I've always wanted to. I just – " Alison squeezed Emily's hands as she felt Emily gulp behind her, "I never knew how I could face the truth without having you by my side."
"She's not even two, Em. She doesn't need a play by play. But I need to know that we're not going to hide him from her. We have to honor his memory more than just in the tragedy of his passing."
Emily smiled into the back of her wife's head, "I want her to know Liam, too."
"Good…" a heavy silence fell between them as Emily etched 'I love you' into Alison's skin, "This time's going to be different right?"
"Our marriage?" Emily asked as Alison nodded in reply while sinking into her chest, "Was there something wrong last time?"
"I just feel like – " Alison paused, tracing her fingers up and down Emily's arms as she willed her words to escape, "I mean, think about it. We've been married for four years? But we were only given seven months of ecstasy. Seven months, Em? After that, we've been in turmoil and separation and uncertainty. I have the biggest fear that somehow seven months is all we were promised. That tragedy will continue to follow us."
Emily's lips danced against Alison's jaw as she allowed her wife's insecurities seep out. She hated that she had contributed to the turmoil and uncertainty that continued to haunt them. But she also knew Alison was wrong. "You're right, Ali. We really got a shitty draw after getting married. But you're also incredibly wrong because our relationship is so much more than those seven months or these four years. Do you remember the moment I knew that I was in love with you?"
Alison leaned back into her wife's chest as she nodded, placing a small kiss on her neck before letting Emily continue.
"It was the end of January. We were 22, had only been dating for a few weeks, and it was right before that huge snow storm hit. The northeast was calling for campus closures due to the impending white out. I remember talking to you earlier that week when we decided to not see each other that weekend because travel was going to be potentially hazardous. It would've been the first time in almost a month that I would've gone longer than four days without you, and my heart was actually aching. Because we had promised that if we had to be long distance until we graduated that we would trade off traveling back and forth those 300 miles between us. We got off the phone a little after 10 that night, and it took me hours to fall asleep because waiting over a week to see you again seemed impossible. But then doorbell of my townhouse rang around 5 am…"
Alison giggled, "You were so bleary-eyed that you opened the door in a complete haze. You said my name as if I could be a mirage."
"And you walked into my house and just said…"
"I made it."
"You said it as if there was no alternative. As though I had been expecting you, and I realized right then that I had been waiting for you to make it to me my whole life. I had been waiting for you walk through that door and into my arms before I knew it was even a possibility."
Emily paused to turn Alison's face up to give her a kiss, "We've never just been given seven months. You came into my life at 12 for a reason, babe. We were given a lifetime together. And of that lifetime, a little over three years of it have been hard. But those other 15 years have been the most precious years of my life."
"Maybe you're right…" Alison slowly turned back to her side, her wordless signal that she was ready for sleep.
"I intend to prove how wrong you are every day of the rest of our lives, Al." Emily leaned over to turn off the light before wrapping herself around her wife. She closed her eyes content with those being the last words spoken between them that evening.
But Alison couldn't let the conversation end there, "I appreciate you, Emily. More than you know. I needed tonight. I needed your reassurance and your dedication and your ability to let everything feel like it's melting around me. You've always been patient with me, and I feel like shit that it's taking me this long to figure everything out." She kissed the back of Emily's hand.
"Whenever you're ready, I'm ready. Just say the word, and I'm there."
When Alison turned over the next morning, Emily wasn't by her side. A part of her panicked before hearing laughter from their living room. She smiled, crawling out of bed to put on a pair of sweatpants before looking at the clock. 10:22. Wiping her eyes before walking to the front of the house, she was prepared to ask her wife why in the world she had let her sleep in for so long. But as she rounded the corner, all of her prepared remarks fell to the way side.
Standing in the middle of their living room were the two most precious people in her life. Emily stood smiling in the same sports bra and workout shorts she fell asleep in, while holding onto their daughter by the legs as Olivia swung around in circles.
"You want me to put you down?" Emily asked, giggling as Olivia roared in her grasp.
"No head, Mommy!" she squealed as Emily lifted her up and down inches from the floor before pulling her back up again.
"I don't know what you're saying silly goose! I can't understand what you're saying through all of those squeals!"
But as Olivia would try to calm down, Emily would pull one of her arms down to tickle Olivia's stomach which was barely sticking out from the shirt falling down around her eyes while upside down. Alison leaned against the fireplace wall in admiration for her wife. She flexed her fingers against the wall as she took in every inch of her beauty. From the way her hair cascaded down her back to the way she held their daughter so delicately yet firm to ensure her safety to the way her laugh still brightened a room from wall to wall even to this day. Though Emily continued spinning, she quickly stopped once she saw Alison staring.
"Sorry for intruding…" Alison whispered.
But Emily's smile only got wider, "Look who decided to wake up for us today, Squirt?" Emily announced as she expertly rotated their daughter in her arms, allowing Olivia to get a good look.
"Mama!" Olivia began squirming in Emily's arms to reach for Alison.
She continued speaking as Emily walked toward her, "Mom called me early this morning saying that Olivia had a rough night without us, so I went and picked her up early. Good morning…" Emily leaned down to kiss Alison before transferring Olivia to her arms.
"Hi, sweetheart!" Alison exclaimed, wrapping her arms around her daughter as Olivia tucked her head into her mother's shoulder. "Did you have a hard day yesterday without us there?" Liv nodded in reply, "I'm so sorry your day was hard, but sometimes your mom and I have nights with just us. It doesn't mean we love you any less."
Alison moved to the couch with Olivia while she looked around the first floor trying to find her wife, who had effectively disappeared in the 20 seconds she was focused on their daughter.
"In fact, it means that when we see you the next morning, we will have missed you all night long." Emily continued Alison's sentence as she came back into the room from the hallway closet. "Did you know that even while you're gone, we talk about you?"
As Emily rounded the corner back into the room, Alison noticed that she was carrying a white box she had never seen before, "Emmy? What's –"
"One second," she reassured before turning back to Olivia as she sat down next to the blonde, "Even last night, we talked about you so many times, and it had only been a few hours since I saw your beautiful face."
Olivia looked back and forth between her parents in awe as they spoke to her. It was apparent that she was hanging on their every word.
"Do you know why we talk about you so much?" Emily asked as Olivia shook her head. She then scooted closer toward Alison, wrapping her arm around her shoulders, as she began readjusting the box next to her and taking a deep breath, "Other than loving you so, so much, Mama and I worry about you sometimes because we waited so long for you."
Alison looked down at her wife who was clutching the box next to her for dear life as she slowly started putting together the pieces between the words she was saying and the prop next to her. She leaned forward to place a kiss on Emily's temple as permission to continue, before reaching into the box to pull out a photo. A sonogram.
"See, baby girl. This is you in mommy's tummy." Emily patted her stomach as Olivia stared in wonder, trying to process everything being said, "You stayed in there for nine whole months before you were born." She set down the sonogram before pulling out a photo from the day Olivia was born. On the back written in Pam's cursive were the words: Olivia Emerson DiLaurentis-Fields. 6 lbs. 10 oz. 20 ½ inches. September 5th 2017.
"Look at how pretty you were even then, sweet pea. You had your Mama's curly hair already!"
"Liddy?" she pointed. Alison laughed at her attempt at saying her own name.
"Yes, baby. Livvy." Emily scratched her daughter's head as she exhaled, knowing the next part of the conversation would be 10 times harder. "And even though this was one of the best days of our life, it was also really hard." As Emily reached back into the box, Alison reached for Emily's hand that was still around her shoulder, squeezing it tightly. She looked back at their daughter with another sonogram in her hand.
"Liddy?" she asked, inquisitively, causing Emily to take a pained breath.
So Alison stepped in, holding the photo on the other side, "No, sweetie. This is Liam. Before Mama had you in her tummy, Liam was there."
"He's your brother. You know, like how Uncle Jason is Mommy's brother."
Gripping the photo of Emily's last sonogram of Liam, Alison turned it over and shuddered at the words written: William Charles. 23 weeks. June 22nd 2015. Three and a half weeks later, he'd be gone. Olivia sat in between the two women with her hand on the picture. Gentle, yet confused.
"I don't think she gets it." Emily whispered to her left.
Alison laughed, "Probably not. We just have to get through it the best we can." She wrapped her arm around her daughter before continuing, "Liam was in Mama's tummy before you were."
She smiled up at Emily before putting her hand on her mom's stomach, "Baby?"
"No, Liv. Not right now." Emily shook her head. "This is mommy's first baby. And I haven't done a very good job of making sure you've known your brother since you were born. But we're going to make sure that talking about him becomes a normal conversation."
"Yeah, Liv. I hate to break it to you, but you probably won't even remember this conversation. We just want to make sure that by the time you do remember, knowing your brother comes second nature. Your mom and I just want you to know how much we love you. We want you to know that you mean so much to us because we weren't able to love your brother as much or as long as we wanted to."
Alison connected her eyes with Emily's once again to find tears forming in their corners, "You're doing perfect." Emily mouthed before pointing to an empty picture frame now sitting on the bookshelf next to their other family photos.
The blonde nodded before grabbing her daughter's hand, "But first, we want you to know that your brother is as much of our family as you are. We're going to put his picture right here, next to yours the first day you got home from the hospital and your mom and me when we got married."
Alison crouched down next to their daughter as she opened the picture frame to put the sonogram photo inside. After Olivia looked at it for a minute, Alison felt Emily's hand on her back, "It looks great, Al."
Picking up her daughter, Alison wrapped her arms back around her wife as Emily placed a kiss on Olivia's head. It wasn't ideal, but it was a start. Olivia was no longer in the dark, nor would they allow Liam to be. Emily felt a weight lifting from her as she held Olivia and Alison in her arms. The conversation went as well as she could expect, but she was blown away once again by her wife's ability to tackle any and every situation head on. Her desire to make things right and good and okay. She smiled into Alison as she placed a kiss on her forehead.
"I love you…" she whispered, as she pulled away, "Thank you."
And though Emily had said, 'I love you' multiple times since the night she showed up on Alison's doorstep. Though Alison had heard her wife and appreciated that she was still so vocal with her feelings toward her, it wasn't until that moment that Alison actually felt it. She felt that Emily was willing to change and was taking impactful steps to ensure that Alison was comfortable with moving forward. For the first time since walking back through their front door in December, Alison felt loved. She felt like a wife. They felt like a family again.
Staying connected with Emily's eyes, Alison unabashedly broke into a faultless smile as she let the feeling wash over her. She laughed out loud realizing the moment for exactly what it was.
"What's going on, Al? You okay?"
Alison nodded tenderly before saying the first words that came to mind, "Emmy, I made it."
Close to a week later, tension filled the air as Emily and Alison stepped foot into the elevator. Emily hesitantly reached for her wife's hand as the doors began to close in front of them. The last time they both were here, Alison had stormed out after discovering that Emily had ended her engagement with Maya. Though they were now moving beyond it, they could feel the emotion of that day lingering.
"You look beautiful today, Al." Emily whispered, leaning in to place a kiss on Alison's cheek.
Both women were in dresses that fell just above their knees as they were embracing the change into Spring weather. They hoped that the change in weather indicated the continued change in their relationship as well.
Alison tightened her grip on the brunette's hand, while blushing, "Thank you, but you know that I have to keep up with the two of you."
Looking to her right, Alison smiled endearingly toward Olivia passed out in Emily's arms. Her lips were pouted and slumped against her chest while her eyes remained relaxed against her delicately closed fists. Olivia was in a dress as well after running toward the two this morning with her preferred outfit after seeing her mothers' attire.
The bell above them rang when they arrived at Dominic's floor. Alison tensed at simply the sound.
"Breathe for me, Ali. It's all okay…"
"I know. I'm just ready for this to be behind us."
They stepped out onto the 5th floor expecting to find Dominic or Sam already waiting for them, but instead the lobby was empty. As they looked around while walking toward the chairs, they heard laughter coming from his office. Alison led the way while keeping ahold of Emily's hand behind her before knocking.
"Alison! Come on in!" Dominic announced. When they rounded the corner, the women found both of their lawyers chatting casually around Dominic's desk.
"So sorry, ladies! I know it doesn't seem like it usually, but Dom and I went to Northwestern together, so we decided to grab some coffee before this meeting."
The men stood to come toward Emily and Alison before pulling them in for an embrace. Dom pulled Alison close to his chest as he spoke into their hug, "Shake it off, Ali. Today's a good day!"
Sam spoke to Emily simultaneously, "I am so happy to finally meet this sweetheart. I assume this is Olivia?"
Emily whispered in reply as Olivia moved sleepily in her arms, "Yes. Sam, Dom. This is our daughter, Olivia."
"She is absolutely stunning. The resemblance to you is uncanny." He replied.
"Thank you. We used a donor with similar features to Alison, but my dominant traits won out across the board."
"Except for the dimples, Em. She did get more prominent dimples." Alison answered as she sat down in the chairs across from his desk. Simultaneously, Emily readjusted Olivia in her arms as she sat down, quickly reaching for Alison's hand again for comfort.
"So, before we get going today, do either of you have any questions for us? We have only a few documents to go over and then, we can make sure to file everything this afternoon." Dominic smiled across from them, internally pleased at the palpable connection emanating from the couple.
The two looked at each other before nodding and allowing Alison to take the lead, "From the time of filing, when will everything be back to normal? You know, as though nothing ever happened? The separation or this proceeding?"
"Great question!" Sam jumped in, "Usually when terminations of divorce or separation are filed amicably, the judge is able to dismiss without needing you to appear. If that is the case, it's about 20 days from the date of file. There is a chance with the amount of money and other assets being exchanged between you, including the custody agreement, that the judge will request a date for you to come in and reaffirm your dismissal in person."
"Why would that happen?" Emily asked worried, wanting all of this to pass as soon as physically possible.
"It's just to ensure that there is no coercion or abuse taking place."
Emily nodded, glancing at her wife, "Hopefully that won't happen."
"Is there any way to add something to these notices that might make sure that this process is easier for us? As I'm sure you both know from doing this day in and out, this has taken a lot out of us. Life hasn't been normal since I got home, and all I want to do is to never think of the two of you again. No offense."
Dominic covered his heart as he responded, "That hurts, but I understand. We can include the notes from your parole officer indicating that you're following and meeting all of the requirements. But past that, the judge won't consider anything written by either of you because those types of documents could also be coerced."
Alison sighed, brushing her thumb across the back of Emily's hand, "It's fine. Let's get this party started then!"
Opening the folder in front of him, Dom pulled out a few sheets of paper both labeled with the heading: NOTICE OF WITHDRAWAL. Subconsciously, Alison began tapping her toes in anticipation which made Emily grin from ear to ear. Over the past few days, Emily had started to notice little moments of excitement that radiated out of her wife. It was as though Alison was trying to hide her happiness so that she didn't get her hopes up. One morning, she had been woken up with Alison placing small kisses all over her face, smiling down upon her as if surprised that Emily had still been by her side. After putting Olivia down for a nap that past weekend, Emily caught her wife sliding down the end of the banister on their staircase before finishing with a small spin. Every newly initiated touch between them was met with a small squeal or squeak of elation. It pleased Emily more than she could put into words that from the moment Alison chose to rededicate herself to their marriage that her body language and reciprocity in events changed as well. It gave her faith in their relationship that Emily didn't know was missing.
"So the questions I have to ask today are so that we can ensure that we are meeting the proper legal definitions and requirements for withdrawing from a divorce. Most of these will be yes and no questions, but feel free to add anything that may be needed." Dominic paused, looking at each of the women back and forth between beginning, "Alison, as the plaintiff a lot of these questions fall on you. Are wishing to withdraw your petition of divorce today?"
"Yes, I am." She replied confidently as Emily traced the inside of her palm with her thumb.
"Are you making this withdrawal out of your own cognizance?"
"Yes."
"Have any claims or counterclaims been asserted by either party of the divorce since the finalization of the document filed February 11th of this year?"
"No." They both asserted, simultaneously.
"So, you are requesting the withdraw of your petition as you no longer have grounds for divorce?"
"Correct. All our differences have been reconciled. Right, babe?" Alison winked at Emily before turning back to her lawyer.
"Great to hear. Okay, I'm going to pass this document to Emily as we move on to the next item of business. Emily, I'll need you to fill out your current address, your name, and sign, agreeing to the withdrawal." Dominic adjusted his voice as Sam starting assisting Emily next to her. "This next document is mostly completed ahead of time by our office. But Alison, as the plaintiff, I need you to read through this document and should you agree, you will need to complete the information at the bottom. I'll give you time to look through that."
"Emmy?" Alison whispered to her right, "You want to do this one with me?"
Emily looked over the shoulder from where she was leaning forward, "One second." She quickly signed the bottom of the Withdrawal before turning back to her wife. "What's this?"
"I have to read through this document… and I don't know. I just wanted to you listen to me so that we both know what I'm signing. Is that okay?" Emily nodded as Alison began reading, "My name is Alison DiLaurentis. I am the Plaintiff in this case. I wish to inform this Court that I no longer wish to pursue this case." She paused as Emily kissed her cheek while continuing, "Neither the Defendant… that's you… or I have filed a counterpetition or any counterclaims in this matter. Therefore, the Plaintiff files this Notice of Voluntary Dismissal and asks that this Court grant a dismissal of all my claims against the Defendant without prejudice in the above-styled lawsuit."
"That sounds good to me. How about you?" Emily looked up from the paper toward her wife's aquamarine eyes to find tears pooling in their corners. "Hey, hey. It's okay. Are you okay?"
Alison nodded before continuing, "I'm so sorry. Give me just a minute. Em, come to the foyer with me?"
Emily looked at both lawyers to try and reassure them as she picked up Olivia before placing her in an oversized chair in the corner of the office and then stepping outside, "What's going on?"
"I'm so sorry. Why am I crying?" she laughed against the wall, wiping tears from her eyes.
"It's an overwhelming day, sweetheart. You still want this, right?"
Alison glanced at her from the corner of her eye, "Yes. Yes, of course. Oh God. They think these are tears of? – oh no." Alison walked toward her wife, wrapping her arms around her neck. "I am in this. I am signing any and all documents that ensure we stay married. I just can't believe that we could've been here today willingly letting this all go. That I would ever, for a single moment, believe that I could let you go."
Emily tilted barely forward to kiss her wife, "But we're not, Al. Don't worry about the what if's and what could've been's today. We are here to reaffirm our love to just two lawyers, but that counts! Have I told you 'I love you' yet today?"
Alison nodded, smirking, "Tell me again."
"I love you." The brunette kissed her nose delicately.
"Mmm… I love you, too." she smiled, leaning toward Emily once more, "One more time."
"I love you." Emily turned her wife so that her back was against the wall joining the foyer with Dominic's office, kissing her passionately as Alison arched her back forward to meet her with the same amount of force. "Let's wrap this up, so we can finish this at home."
She smirked before walking back into the office, wiping Emily's lipstick off the corners of her mouth, "I'm sorry about that. Those were happy tears. Today is a lot. Where were we?"
Dominic and Samuel proceed through the remaining documents they each needed to sign: Withdrawal of Child Custody Agreement, Voiding of Separation Agreement, Reinstatement of Power of Attorney, as well as additional documents regarding the DiLaurentis trust.
"Last signature right there, Ali, and I think we're all done here."
"You hear that, Emmy? One more signature until we're officially not divorced."
"Or separated."
"Or separated." Alison smiled, bashfully as she placed her pen on the dotted line and signed.
"Congratulations, you two!" Samuel announced, clapping his hands together.
The clap sent echoes through the air, causing Olivia to wake up on the other side of the room. Her cries soon started as she realized that she was not in bedroom at home.
Emily rushed to her daughter's side as Alison began hugging their lawyers, "Good afternoon, baby girl. I'm sorry you got woken up so suddenly, but you've been asleep for almost your full nap time. You're okay." She placed a kiss on the side of her head as she walked back to the conversation.
As soon as Olivia saw her mother on the other side of the room, she sleepily began reaching toward her, "Look at how cute you are, sleepy eyes! Come here." Alison lifted her above her head before bringing Olivia down and kissing her repeatedly, "Ugh. You're almost getting too big for Mommy to do that, Liv."
"Sounds like we're going to have relish every second of it then…" Emily's voice trailed off as she wrapped her arm around Alison's waist.
"If we weren't already convinced, you three together are one of the cutest families I've ever seen." Dominic mused aloud.
"I completely agree. I know a lot led into your initial separation, but please don't make any rash decisions like that again." Sam laughed into Emily while pulling her in for one last hug. "It really was a pleasure working with you both."
As they finished their conversation, Emily placed her arm over Alison's shoulder which caused Olivia to reach her hand up to hold her mother's hand while giggling. "What are you doing there, Squirt? Ready to go home?"
"How about we order pizza tonight?" Alison looked up at Emily excitedly while they waited for the elevator doors to open.
"Whatever you want, Al. As you know, I'm all yours."
She paused, looking toward the doors closing behind them before scanning her eyes back to her wife, "Speaking of being all mine, I am very interested in finishing what we started earlier, Em."
Emily stepped forward to cover Olivia's eyes before pulling her wife in for a kiss, gently gliding her tongue through her mouth as she hummed. Alison laughed into her as she replicated Emily's actions before reaching the first floor.
"Hey, Al." Emily whispered as the doors opened, "Only twenty days until we get to start the rest of our lives."
A/N: Alright, family! We've got a small time jump next chapter followed by an epilogue left to go. So ready to write this ending because I realized how I wanted it to finish about 20 chapters back and have had to be INCREDIBLY patient!
Thank you again for trusting me to tell their story. I hold these two so close to my heart and I appreciate giving me the opportunity to share their story with you all.
See you in the finale! Read. Review. Favorite. Pass Along.
- secretpen28