Hi guys, so the crazy arc of Sydney will end, but, there will be scars that emison will have to deal after it. So, this chapter will take place after the last scene of the previous chapter. If you're wondering how many twists we will get more in this story, I don't know how many, but, I'm thinking on finish this story this year, so, yeah, we're getting closer to the big final, and, let me tell you, it's over more than a year since I wrote the final, and, I can't wait to show it to you :D !

Anyway, here the new chapter, hope you like it, and, I appreciate your comments / reviews. it really boosts me to keep writing. So, don't be shy, and, leave a comment. Have a nice week! See U soon!


Chapter 86 - Poker face

*** Alison's narrative (voice-over) ***

As babies, we were easy. One cry meant we were hungry, another, we were tired. It's only as adults that we become difficult. Especially, when we get afraid of feelings... feelings... I didn't understand them, so, I put up walls, big walls, so no one could really know what I was really thinking or feeling, till...

(Some years ago, at school)

Professor. - "Class, let's welcome Emily Fields..."

A little Emily shily says 'hi', and, the little Alison drops her pencil. Without meaning to, blue eyes meet beautiful brown eyes, and, just with one look, with one shy smile... all the walls around Alison's heart, started to crumble. Just Emily has that effect on Alison, just Emily, it's the only one who is able to unmask the Queen Bee who is the masters of disguise, and, just her can see that...

(In the basement)

Emily mumbles to herself. - "Ali kissed Sydney... she..." (She thinks about the kiss, she saw on the monitors and says) "She didn't mean it... I know that, the way she kissed Sydney, it felt fake... I know that, I can feel that, but... why? Why did she...?"

Her thoughts are interrupted when she hears someone getting into the basement...

Sydney. - "Honey! I'm home..." (little laughs) "I'm joking, you're not my honey, Emily, Ali is..." (She walks down the stairs to be basement puts her hand over her nose and whines) "Auch! What is that smell?"

Emily was sitting on the floor, hugging her legs, when she sighs. - "You haven't come in days, and, the bucket you put here on the cell as a bathroom, it doesn't empty itself by magic, you know..."

The conditions, in where Emily is hold against her will, are unhealthy. And, it's a miracle that the brunette hasn't gotten sick...

Sydney. - "I'm sorry, Ali needed me all the time, I couldn't leave her side..."

Emily grips hard on her pants. She recalls the kiss between them, and, even if deep down, she knows that Alison has no feelings for Sydney, the feeling of seeing her wife kissing Sydney, it is so much worse than the smell of the room...

Sydney. - "I know that these conditions on where you're, they're not the best, but, that will change..."

Emily. - "Oh, really?"

Sydney smiles. - "Yes!" (She shows some papers and says) "Just sign these papers, and, this nightmare will be over..."

The brunette takes the papers, she reads the title 'divorce', and, then, she puts them down, beside her, and, says...

Emily. - "No..."

Sydney says angrily. - "What do you mean with 'no'?!"

Emily. - "I'm not signing those papers..."

Sydney. - "You'll sign it or..."

Emily stands up, and, snaps. - "Or, what?! Are you going to keep me hostage against my will?! Or, are you going to let me starve to death, and, let me die in here! At this point, I don't think that you can do something worse than what I'm already living..."

And, she really thought that Sydney couldn't go more evil than this, but, she was wrong...

Sydney smirks with a devious smile. - "Oh, really? You think that this is the worst I can do to you?"

Emily nods, and, she feels the chills when she sees the evil smile of Sydney...

Sydney smirks. - "You're so wrong, Emily. I can do so much worse, like, I don't know... maybe... kill one of your kids...?"

Emily's eyes get bigger of shock, and, says while she hits the bars of her cell. - "No! Don't you dare to touch my kids! Don't you..."

Sydney. - "Sign those papers, Emily..."

They look at each other in the eyes, Emily cries in silence, feeling so hopeless...

Emily mumbles. - "You're a monster..."

Sydney smiles

Emily mumbles. - "Ali will never let you touch our kids..."

Sydney smirks. - "Oh, Emily, there are so many 'accidents' that can happen to your kids. Ali will think that it was an accident..."

Emily looks down, she kneels on the floor, praying for some kind of miracle because this couldn't get worse, but...

Sydney whispers. - "Sign those divorce papers, Emily, now, or..."

(Noises on the backyard)

Both girls turn their head, surprised by the loud noises...

Sydney. - "What is that?!"

Emily glows with hope, she starts to scream 'help', hoping that someone was around, and, could hear her...

Sydney yells. - "Shut up, Emily! I told you! No one can hear you!"

The crazy girl grabs the old shotgun of her father that was in the basement...

Emily gulps. - "What are you doing with that...?"

Sydney points it out towards Emily and says. - "I'll shoot you, if you don't shut up!"

Emily gulps, she puts her hands up, and, presses her lips together, a complete silence stays in the room...

Sydney smiles. - "Good girl. Now, I'm going to check what was that noise, and, when I'm back, I want to find those papers signed!"

The crazy girl climbs the stairs, and, goes outside to check from where comes those noises. And, while she's outside the cabin, someone gets in, without being noticed. Tiptoeing around, the entry of the basement looks wide open...

Alison mumbles. - "Great, a creepy basement..."

The blonde slowly walks over the steps of the stair, trying not to make any noise, she covers her nose with her hand because of the smell, but, she drops her hand, when she realizes who's there...

Alisom gasps. - "Em!"

Emily looks more in shock than, Alison. It's her? Am I hallucinating? Emily wonders, but, when, the blonde approaches, and, stretches her hand between the bars to touch her cheek, the brunette realizes that this is happening, this is real...

Alison says with watery-eyes. - "Oh, Em... what she has done to you...?"

Emily cries. - "Ali... I..."

The brunette is a complete mess, she grips on Alison's hand, she kisses it, loving the feeling of touching Alison, once again...

Emily sobs. - "Ali!"

Alison. - "Ssshh! Calm down, Em..." (She looks around, and, gets angry when she sees in what conditions her wife have been living, and, says) "I'll get you out of here..."

Emily sobs. - "I thought that you..." (tears) "I..."

Alison. - "You what?"

Emily takes a deep breath, trying to calm down, and, says. - "I... I saw you kissing her, why you did that?"

The blonde turns around, she sees the monitors, and, realizes that Emily saw her, kissing Sydney...

Alison. - "Don't talk about it, just remembering it, it makes me sick..."

Emily smiles, and, mumbles. - "I knew it..."

Alison. - "Huh?"

Their eyes meet, and, the brunette says...

Emily. - "I know you too well, to know when you're faking it..."

The blonde smiles, after all, just Emily has been able to always see through her...

Alison softly caresses Emily's cheeks with her thumbs and says. - "I had this hunch. Something inside me told me that something was wrong. I needed her to fool her, I..." (deep sighs) "Em, it was all an act, I have no feelings for her, I..."

Emily. - "I know, I know..."

And, while the brunette feels relieved to know that she was right, someone else doesn't take it so well...

Sydney appears from behind, with the shotgun on her arms, and, says angrily. - "You what?! You don't love me?!"

Emily gulps hard, she's terrified of what Sydney could do to her dear Queen, but, the Queen doesn't look scared, neither threatened. Alison is angry, so angry, that even if Sydney has the higher hand with the gun, she gulps hard, when she stares at the killer look of the blonde...

Emily gulps. - "Ali..."

Alison looks at Sydney in the eyes, while she says to Emily. - "It's gonna be okay, Em..."

Emily says with a trembling voice, while she sees Alison walking towards Sydney. - "Ali..."

Alison says while she looks at Sydney in the eyes. - "You know, I always knew you were a crazy bitch. I just never took you for a stupid bitch too..."

Sydney. - "I'm not stupid! I'm not crazy!"

Alison mocks. - "Please, you thought I had feelings for you! You're delusional and stupid if you fell for that..."

Sydney bits her lips, getting angry, frustrated, shaking the weapon between her hands...

Emily says worried. - "Ali! Do not provoke her! She's dangerous! She's mad & evil!"

The words of Emily, it busted Sydney to feel more confident about herself in front of the Queen Bee of Rosewood. So, the crazy girl says with a cocky voice...

Sydney. - "Yeah! You should listen to Emily. I'm dangerous, I'm mad, I'm evil, I..."

She tries to point out the gun towards Alison, but, when she tries to raise the gun, Alison was so close to her already, that she holds the gun from the barrel, and, the blonde pushes the gun towards Sydney, hitting it against her nose...

Sydney whines. - "Ouch!" (She covers her bloody nose, while she falls to the ground, she looks up, and, says) "You..."

Alison mocks. - "You think you're evil? You think you're mad?!" (She holds Sydney by the neck, squeezing it, with so much force, and, says with a killer look) "I'll show you what real evil is about... I'll show you what is real madness!"

Sydney gulps hard, she gets the chills just by looking at the angry face of the blonde. And, from this point, she finally understood, why everyone in Rosewood was afraid of the Queen Bee...

Sydney mumbles, with fear in her voice. - "Ali, please..."

Alison says angrily while she slowly squeezes Sydney's neek, and raising her up in the air. - "You're done, so, done..."

Sydney's presence in Rosewood was short. And apparently not very sweet. But you know what is? Revenge. We hear it's best served cold. Who's hungry? We know who... Alison DiLaurentis. And, here's an inside tip for everyone in Rosewood, never mess up with the mermaid of the Queen if you want to live another day...

(Some hours later, at the hospital)

Pam. - "OMG! Emy!"

Hanna. - "Em!"

Family & friends rush into the station, as soon as they got the news about what really happened to Emily, they left the kids with Hannna's mom, everyone wanted to check on the brunette...

Spencer. - "I can't believe this happened..." (She looks at Alison, and, says) "You didn't tell us...?! You went alone to face Sydney?!"

The blonde doesn't like the tone, the accusation...

Alison. - "Don't use that tone with me, Spence! I had a hunch, I wasn't sure what was going to happen, so, I just followed my instinct..." (She says with sarcasm) "Sorry, if that hurts your feelings..."

There's tension in the room till a shaking brunette grips on Alison's arm, like a scary cat, and, says...

Emily. - "You saved me..."

Alison looks at her, and, smiles. - "Always..."

Emily smiles, and, she feels like she can breath again. The doctor takes her, to examine her, at the same time that Emily is with the doctors, the police asks Alison to make a statement...

Police officer. - "So, you found your wife, and, then...?"

Alison. - "I don't want to be rude, but, this can wait for later..."

Police officer. - "We need your statement, we..."

Alison stands in front of the police officer, with a challenging look, the typical Queen Bee look, the one that she always used to scare everyone around her, and, even now, it's a scary look, because the officer is already shaking...

Alison. - "I'll give my statement whenever I want... Am I clear?"

The officer nods, and, leaves like a scary cat. The girls just look at him, and, once he's gone, they say...

Spencer. - "Why you don't want to talk to the police? You don't know where Sydney is...?"

Alison smirks. - "Oh, I know where she is. I'm just not saying it..."

The girls gasp in shock. - "Ali!"

Alison shrugs. - "What?!"

Everyone looks at her without blinking, the blonde huffs and rolls her eyes before telling them the truth...

Aria says in shock. - "You locked her down in a cell? In the basement of a cabin? And, you're not telling the police about it?!"

Alison. - "I'll tell them later. I just want her to suffer, at least a little... a few days locked up in that basement, it's the very least she deserves..."

Spencer & Aria look at each other, they don't approve, but...

Hanna. - "I say, let her there at least a week..."

Spencer & Aria. - "Hanna!"

Hanna shrugs. - "What?! Sydney locked Emily against her will for weeks! She deserves that and more..."

The girls take a deep breath, and, they agree on that, but...

Wayne says when he approaches. - "I would have killed her..."

Everything is shocked with the statement of Emily's Dad, and, even Wayne is surprised by his own words, but, seeing his little girl in danger, it really triggers a killer on him...

Alison. - "Oh, Sir, I wanted, believe me, I wanted to crack Sydney's neck. Right there, but..."

Wayne. - "But...?"

Alison. - "But, death is a gift she doesn't deserve... she deserves jail, and, hell..." (devious smirk when she mumbles) "And, from my days in prison & the contacts I still have there, I know exactly what kind of hell she will get..."

Blair. - "Are you telling us, that you already made arrangements, so, she will suffer in jail...?"

Alison smirks. - "That's a secret, I'll never tell..."

The girls nervously laugh, not sure if it's a joke or if she's being serious about. And, everyone thought that everything would be okay now, but...

(Some hours later, at the chapel of the hospital)

Alison sighs heavily, lost in her thoughts, till someone sits at her side...

Blair. - "I could have helped you, you know...?"

Alison nods

Blair. - "Why you didn't ask me for my help...?"

Alison. - "I wasn't sure what I was going to get in, and..." (She looks at the ring that Blair has in her hand, and, says) "You've a family now, I couldn't ask you to take such risk..."

Blair. - "Thank you for thinking about my well-being, but, next time that you decide to face a psycho by yourself, you call me 1st, okay?"

Alison chuckles, and, nods. They stay in silence for a moment, the blonde taking deep breaths, and, Blair knows that look on Alison's face too well, something is in her mind, something is troubling her...

Blair pats Alison's shoulder and says. - "Are you okay, Ali?"

Alison thinks about it, and, she shakes her head, tears start to fall from her blue eyes...

Blair. - "Ali, Emily will be okay, she..."

Alison. - "She left me..."

Blair. - "What?"

The blonde gulps hard. She doesn't want to feel angry with the brunette, after all, Emily is a victim here, but...

Alison. - "I know that Sydney was behind all, but..."

Blair. - "But?"

Alison looks at her friend in the eyes, and, says with a wrenching voice. - "But, Emily fell for it! She chose to talk with Maya behind my back!"

Blair. - "Ali, Maya is dead, it was Sydney, pretending to be her..."

Alison says angrily. - "I know that! We know that now! But, even then... when Emily thought that it was Maya, she chose her..."

Blair sighs heavily, and, says. - "Ali... you need to pass through that. Emily needs you now, she..."

Alison mumbles with pain in her voice. - "She walked away from me, B. And, I don't know if I can't forgive her..."

Blair gulps. - "So... what are you going to do...?"

(Silence)

Blair. - "Ali...?"

Alison takes a deep breath, and, says. - "What I know to do best..." (She fakes a smile and, says) "Pretend that everything is okay..."

And, if someone knows how to disguise her feelings, that's Alison DiLaurentis...

*** Alison's narrative (voice over) ***

Have you poker face if you want? A poker face hides an ocean of emotions. Fears disguised as smirks. Pain hidden in a smile. Anger hidden behind a laugh, and midst all these, the original 'you' get lost somewhere. And, you think you can go with it, but, for how long? For how long can you put on the mask without revealing what is behind it...? And, what do you need to hide your emotions? To run away from them...?

(Some days later, at the DiLaurentis-Fields house at night)

Emily. - "Ali..."

Alison says while she changes the sheets. - "Sorry, I didn't mean to drop my glass of wine all over the bed..."

It has been a week since Alison started to drink more wine than what she used to. At first, Emily didn't want to make a big deal about it, but, when she sees the empty bottles of wine that are on the night table, she decides that something needs to be addressed...

Emily. - "Ali, can we talk...?"

The blonde doesn't reply, and, Emily tries another angle...

Emily. - "Do you want me to help you...?"

Alison shakes her head, and, says. - "No, I... I can do it..."

The blonde is a little tipsy from all the wine, she tries to focus her gaze, and, change the sheets by herself, but, she's too clumsy when she's drunk. Emily decides to help, but, when she approaches from behind, the blonde immediately pushes her away...

Emily frowns. - "Ali! Calm down! It's me!"

Alison rolls her eyes, and, says. - "I said that I can do it, alone, Emily..."

Emily. - "You're drunk, and, I just want to help..."

Alison mumbles. - "Yeah, sure..."

The blonde thought that she said it too low, but, she didn't...

Emily frowns. - "What does that mean?"

Alison takes a deep breath, and, says. - "Nothing..."

Emily tries to grab Alison's arm, but, the blonde pulls away before she could touch her...

Alison. - "There, clean sheets without stains of wine..." (She grabs the dirty sheets, and, says) "I'm putting these into the machine..."

And, the blonde walks away, Emily hesitates to follow her, but decides to wait for her in their room, but...

Emily looks at the clock and says. - "What is taking her so long...?"

The brunette walks around the house, and, she sadly sighs when she finds her wife, sleeping on the couch...

Emily. - "Oh, Ali..."

*** Alison's narrative (voice-over) ***

Some things are better to just keep them to yourself. And, you put on your best poker face and play dumb, even if your body is aching to come clean. You shut your mouth because it's not always easy to speak your mind... sometimes you need to be forced to do it...

Alison mumbles angrily. - "I don't know what the hell I'm doing here..."

Emily pleads. - "Please, Ali. For me...? Being in therapy has really helped me since..."

The brunette can't mention Sydney's name, it's still too horrible to remember those days on the basement. Alison gulps hard, seeing the scared face of the brunette, she softly put her hand over Emily's shaking hands, and, the brunette smiles, feeling safe with Alison at her side...

Emily looks at their hands, touching, and, sadly says. - "You know, this is the 1st time that you touch me in days..."

Alison opens her mouth, she wants to deny it, but, she knows that it might be true, she has been avoiding Emily since the brunette got released from the hospital...

Emily. - "I don't know if you think that i'm too fragile to be touched, but..." (she looks up, their eyes meet, and, says) "But, I miss your touch..."

Alison gulps hard, and, mumbles. - "I miss it too..."

Emily. - "Then, why you keep putting this distance between us...?"

Alison sighs heavily, she doesn't reply, she just avoids eye-contact...

Emily. - "Something is off between us. And, I know that is hard for you to open up, so..."

Alison. - "So, you want me to talk with your shrink?"

Emily. - "Talk with her, it has helped me to deal with my PTSD. Maybe you've the same, and, talk with her, it will help you too..."

Alison mumbles. - "I don't have PTSD, Emily..."

Emily. - "Then, what it's the thing that you've and you can't talk about it with me?"

Alison doesn't reply, she just looks at her wife, and, she just sighs heavily. Both women stay in silence till the psychologist arrives, and, presents itself...

Samara stretches her hand towards Alison, and, says. - "Hi, I'm Samara Cooks, so glad to finally meet you, Alison..."

Alison frowns. - "Hmmm... your name sounds familiar, why?"

Emily & Samara look at each other, and, then, Alison remembers something from Emily's past...

Alison huffs. - "Oh! You've to be kidding me!" (She grabs her things, and, says) "I'm out of here!"

The blonde leaves, and, Emily goes after her...

Emily. - "Ali! Wait!"

Alison snaps. - "You know, Emily. When you told me that you needed help to deal with the trauma that Sydney put you through, I was okay with it. But, really?! You couldn't find a psychologist that you haven't fucked?!"

Emily. - "Ali, I didn't look for Samara, it just happened. And, she's really a good shrink..."

Alison sarcastically laughs. - "Yeah, it just happened..." (She arrives to the parking and, says while she approaches to the car) "It just happens that your Ex-girlfriends keep popping up on our lives, magically..."

Emily gets angry by Alison's attitude, and, when Alison tries to open the door of the car, Emily closes it...

Alison snaps. - "What the fuck, Emily?!"

Emily snaps. - "Exactly! What the fuck, Ali?! What is wrong with you?!"

Alison angrily says. - "What is wrong with you?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!" (She pushes Emily away, and, says) "What is wrong with YOU?! You didn't think about telling me that your shrink was one of your Ex?!"

Emily gulps, and, shakes her head, when she says. - "No, I didn't think that..."

Alison cuts her off. - "You didn't think that I deserved to know that Samara was your therapist..." (She huffs, all the feelings, that she has been trying to hide, were getting to the surface when she says) "Just like when you didn't think that I deserved to know that you were texting with Maya..."

Emily. - "It wasn't Maya! It was Sydney!"

Alison yells angrily. - "We know that now! But, you didn't know that at that time! You thought it was Maya, your 1st love... the love of your life..."

Emily shakes her head, and, says. - "Ali, that's not true, she..."

Alison. - "Your dead ex-girlfriend appeared in your life, just like Samara right now. And, you didn't tell me..."

Emily gulps

Alison. - "Over and over, you keep me in the dark. And, I can't get mad at you, because you are the victim here..."

Emily. - "Ali. Please..."

Alison. - "But, you know what, Emily? I'm done... I'm done pretending that everything is okay. I'm done, giving you a free pass just because you're hurt..."

Emily. - "What do you mean?"

The blonde stands in front of the brunette, she looks at her in the eyes, and, for the 1st time in weeks, she speaks her mind...

Alison. - "You lied to me, and, you keep doing it. And, it gets me angry that when you lie, it's okay, but, when it's me, it's the worst thing in the world..."

Emily. - "Ali, it's not like that, you..."

Alison snaps. - "I'm mad at you! I'm angry with you!"

Emily gulps hard, Alison has never looked at her like that...

Alison. - "I asked you to not leave the house that day. I asked you to stay. But even when I told you to stay, you left. You walked away, and fell into Sydney's trap. And, t's awful what that crazy bitch did! But, it's also awful what you made me feel when you walked away, through that door..."

Emily gulps. - "Ali, I..."

Alison. - "I told you: 'If you walk through that door, we're done...' I told you that, do you remember...?"

Emily gulps and nods

Alison says with pain in her voice. - "And, even then, you walked away..."

Emily says with watery-eyes. - "Ali..."

Alison gets into her car, and, says. - "Ask Hanna to pick you up. I'm not coming back here..."

Emily. - "Ali! Please, we..."

The blonde drives away, and, Emily just stays there, alone, seeing the car leaving...

*** Emily's narrative (voice-over) ***

Yes, it's not always easy to speak your mind, sometimes you need to be forced to do it. And sometimes, hearing the truth, it's worst than what we ever imagined...

(In a strip club)

Alison was on the drinking bar, asking for another drink when...

Blair. - "Seriously, you're hiding here?"

The blonde rolls her eyes when she sees her BFF sitting at her side...

Alison. - "What are you doing here, Blair...?"

Blair. - "I could ask you the same..." (She sees the empty glasses and says) "How many drinks you got already...?"

Alison doesn't answer, she just takes drinks, till she leaves the glass empty. She raises her hand, wanting to ask for another drink, but, Blair puts her hand down, and, says...

Blair. - "I think you had enough..."

The blonde groans upset, but, she's too tipsy to argue with the brunette...

Alison leans her head over the bar table, and, says. - "Seriously, Blair! What are you doing here? Does Spencer know you're here?!"

Blair. - "Hell no! She would kill me if she finds out I put a foot into a place like this..."

The stripper who was dancing over the table doesn't appreciate the comment, so, the young doctor says...

Blair. - "I didn't mean to offend..."

The stripper huffs, and, stops the show when she walks out...

Alison mumbles. - "You're killing the mood, B..."

Blair. - "Look. Everyone is looking for you, and, since I put a tracker on your phone, I could find you, and..."

Alison frowns. - "You did what?!"

Blair. - "Don't look at me like that, me, tracking your phone, that's what happens when you try to play at being Liam Neeson, all alone by yourself. Things with Sydney could have ended so much worse for you, and, you know it..."

Alison sighs, she knows that she & Emily could have been dead by now, if crazy Sydney would have used that shotgun...

Blair. - "You got lucky this time, but, I'm making sure to keep an eye on you, just to be sure you're okay..."

Alison sadly chuckles. - "Lucky..."

The blonde orders another drink against Blair's request about stopping drinking, and, when she gets it, the brunette says

Blair. - "Can you tell me why you are drinking so much these days...?"

Alison mumbles. - "It's just some glasses, it's not a big deal..."

Blair. - "Ali! You can barely stand up!"

Alison sighs heavily

Blair puts her hand over Alison shoulder and says. - "C'mon, talk to me..."

(Silence)

Blair. - "Ali?"

The blonde opens her mouth, to say something when Blair's phone rings. The young doctor looks at her phone, a big smile appears on her lips when she sees who's calling her...

Blair takes the call, and, says. - "Hey, cutie..."

Over the phone, Spencer replies. - "Don't cutie me..."

Blair pouts sadly, and, Spencer can feel it...

Spencer on the phone. - "Fine... hi sweet pie..."

Blair giggles like a fool, and, Alison just groans and looks away...

Spencer on the phone. - "I was just calling to know if you found Ali..."

Blair on the phone. - "Yes! She's with me, we are... ah.. ahmmm..."

Alison turns her head towards her BFF, and, she whispers to Blair. - "Do not tell her where we are! Do you hear me!"

Spencer on the phone. - "Blair? Where are you?"

Blair stares at her friend, and, says. - "We... ahmmm... we are fine..." (She mumbles to Alison) "I can't lie to her..."

Alison. - "Just keep your mouth shut, B! I don't want them to know I'm here!"

The young doctor hesitates on revealing where they are, but, her wife hears the loud music that's in the background, and, says...

Spencer on the phone. - "Is that music...?"

Blair on the phone. - "Huh?"

Spencer. - "That's music... trashy, pumping music..." (she puts one & two together, and, gasps in shock when she realizes where her wife is) "Oh! You're in a strip joint!"

Blair looks at Alison and says. - "It's not my fault! I just tracked, Ali, here! I promise!"

Alison looks at Blair and says. - "Traitor..."

Blair pleads to her friend. - "Sorry Ali, I can't lie to her, I..."

Spencer says on the phone, with an upset tone. - "Tell me which one you're..."

Blair. - "We are at..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Alison took her phone, and, drown it into her drink...

Blair gulps. - "Oh god... she will get so mad..."

(At the Hastings house)

Spencer says in shock. - "She hung up on me...?" (She says upset) "Oh, no... you did not just hang up on me..."

The brunette tries to call her wife, but, she just gets to the voicemail. The other friends that were with her, they approach and say...

Aria. - "It's everything okay, Spence?"

Hanna. - "Did Blair find Ali...?"

Spencer huffs like an angry bull while she tries to call her wife...

Aria gulps. - "Spence...?"

Spencer. - "Take your coats! We're going to a strip club!"

Aria. - "What?!"

Hanna smiles. - "I don't know what is happening, but, I'm so in!"

(At the DiLaurentis-Fields house after midnight)

Blair. - "She's heavy..."

Aria. - "I'll open the door..."

Hanna pouts sadly. - "We left so soon, we didn't even get a drink..."

Spencer. - "Stop talking, and, let's just get her into the house without making any noise..."

They brought Alison home, a drunk Alison that they are dragging inside the house, as quiet as it's possible. When the trio got to them, Alison had already passed out. And, despite the enthusiasm of Hanna to stay, they left the strip club as soon as they arrived...

Hanna. - "I can't see anything..."

Aria. - "Let me turn on the light, I..."

And then, the lights go on, because Emily turned them on...

Aria mumbles. - "Oh craps..."

Hanna. - "Hi, Em..." (she looks at the blonde that they have in their arms and says) "Look, we found her!"

Emily doesn't say a word, she just looks at her wife wasted, and, unconscious.

The next morning, Alison wakes up with an awful headache, she was slowly getting up when...

Emily. - "I'm mad at you too, for drinking so much..."

Alison rubs her head, and, says. - "No, now, Emily..."

Emily says angrily. - "No, Ali! This can't continue like this!"

Alison sighs heavily

Emily asks, scared of what could be the answer of her question. - "Do you..." (gulps) "Do you not love me anymore...?"

They look at each other in the eyes, and, the blonde doesn't reply...

Emily. - "I look at you in the eyes, and, I believe you still love me..."

Alison takes a deep breath...

Emily. - "And, if you do, if you love, I would like you to start therapy, just like me..."

Alison. - "I don't..."

Emily cuts her off. - "Please, Ali! If you don't want to do it for me, do it for our kids..."

Alison sighs. - "Fine..."

*** Alison's narrative (voice-over) ***

One thing even a poker face cannot hide is love. And, I love my mermaid, I really do. But, sometimes, love is not enough to make it work... it's not enough... so, what do you do? You ask for help... you ask for a 2nd opinion...

(Knocks)

Samara. - "Come in..." (She looks at her new patient and says) "Are you sure that you want me to be your shrink?"

Alison nods. - "Yeah, I mean..." (deep sighs) "Emily says you're really good at your job, and, I..."

Samara. - "You need help?"

Alison. - "I... I need to stop drinking so much, and, being so angry..."

Samara. - "And, I really want to help you with that..." (She stretches her hand, and, says) "So, let's start again, hi, I'm Samara Cooks..."

Alison chuckles, she hesitates, but eventually, she shakes her hand, and, says. - "Hi, I'm Alison..."

Samara smiles. - "Nice to meet you, Alison. You've a really nice smile..."

Alison chuckles and blushes, she looks at the blonde in front of her, and, says. - "You've a really nice smile, too..."

*** Alison's narrative (voice-over) ***

You ask for a 2nd opinion, you ask for help to deal with your demons, with your feelings, with your issues. Far you're to imagine, that you're getting into more troubles than you already have because after all... desire can wreck your life...

Next: Chapter 87 - Desire