Prompt: I was wondering if you could do a prompt where Alison and Emily finding out that this time around they're having a boy?

I have been trying to get all of my prompts from Tumblr over to Fanfic. There are quite a few asks in my inbox. And this particular ask had been requested numerous occasions. Just a reminder that all my AU family prompts take place in a universe in which Alison did not go to Beacon Heights. If you want a refresher on where my AU Liars are with their families, we've got:

Rivers kid: Cami.

Fitz kid(s): Finn. And later (post Sam being born) Aurora.

Cavanaugh kids: Violet and Bailey.

DiLaurentis (Jason and his wife, Dani) kids: Leo and Maddox.

Surprise!

Family was everything to Alison DiLaurentis-Fields. She'd spent so much of her youth trapped behind fake smiles that hid tumultuous secrets. She'd been suffocated by the pressure of existing in a picture perfect family, unable to tell her friends that behind all the jewels and riches there was a twisted sinister world in her household.

It had taken her years to build up the trust to let people love her. But when she finally found her chosen family in her childhood best friend, Emily, she realized that even broken children could become whole again. Their love story was anything but textbook. They'd been through hell together. But they managed to come out the other end.

The circumstances behind the conception of their twins sent both girls careening into a dark place. It had been the most trying time in their lives. But when the girls were born they loved them.

Grace and Lily were conceived in the dark, but they were raised in the light. They knew the strength of family. And Alison loved that family. Extending the family, however, was more than a little nerve-wracking. Yet, that's exactly what they were doing.

"That's definitely a penis." Grace stared at one of her mother's ultrasound photos.

"That's a finger, Grace." Lily rolled her eyes. "You see the other four just like it?"

They were studying all of the ultrasound photos of their new baby sibling to try and make their decisions about the sex before the gender reveal party their moms were having that afternoon. Grace looked at the photo again.

"Maybe he's an alien and he's got five little willies."

"This explains why you're failing Bio."

"Excuse me, what?" Alison peered in through the kitchen doorway.

"Oh, shit." Grace jumped, knocking over her books. She glared at her sister. "You woke the sleeping dragon."

Alison walked into the room. She hadn't gained a ton of pregnancy weight yet, but she was already showing, though it was mostly in her face and chest. Her stomach was a rounded pouch. She was carrying high. If she wore loose fitting clothing no one could tell that she was pregnant. Though her mood swings rivaled that of a hormonal teenage girl. When she lost her cool she was like a volcanic eruption, leaving disaster and disarray in her wake.

"Grace, what have we told you about that mouth of yours?"

"I'm going to stand really still and hope it doesn't see me." Grace muttered through her teeth. She had an impish grin on her face.

"You're hilarious," Alison said flatly. She pointed to a container on the counter. "Swear jar."

"She said 'damn' earlier, too." Lily smirked.

Grace whipped her head over towards her sister, fire in her eyes.

"Lily, why?"

"Cuz I'm bored." Lily shrugged. "And it's funny when she gets mad at you."

"You're like the worst sister ever. I hope it is a boy. And I hope he pees on you every time you change his diaper." Grace gave her sister a nasty look as she walked towards a jar on the kitchen counter.

She muttered under her breath as she pulled a crumpled up dollar bill from her pocket and shoved it into the jar.

"What's this about you failing Bio?" Alison gave her daughter a disapproving look.

"I'm not failing exactly." Grace replied. She had a sheepish expression on her face. Sometimes she felt a little inferior to her sister. Everything came so easy to Lily. Grace wondered if the new baby would be as smart as her sister. It wasn't really a big deal, but she did act out because of it. "I just got a few points knocked off of my grade for getting in trouble in class."

"Why? What did you do?"

Lily snickered from where she was sitting at the kitchen table. Grace shot her a dirty look.

"Grace, I'm not going to ask you again." Alison glared at her.

"I glued boobs on the anatomy model."

Lily's little snickers turned into full blown cackles. Alison's mouth dropped open, but she didn't say anything. She was conflicted between being pissed off or laughing at the situation.

"Lily dared me." Grace pointed an accusatory finger at her sister.

"How…" Alison wasn't sure she wanted to know the details. "What did you even use for…just…how?"

"I found this humongous bra in the lost and found. I cut out the pads and filled it with ziplock baggies full of pudding and then glued the backs closed and stuck some pepperoni on the center on each side."

Alison wanted to be mad, but she was impressed with her child's ingenuity. If she only applied herself in other areas she could be running the world…

"I…may or may not have given a demonstration on lactating women with your pump…"

"You took my pump to do this?" Alison exclaimed. "That was brand new!"

"It's only slightly used now." Grace shrugged.

"Yeah, with a hint of stale pepperoni smell." Lily added with a laugh.

"You're not helping." Grace frowned.

"Not trying to."

Grace cut her eyes at Lily. She grabbed another dollar from her pocket and shoved it into the jar before looking at Lily and proclaiming,

"Bitch, I will cut you."

"Keep talking. I'd love to go on vacation on your dime." Lily grinned.

Alison looked at her two bickering girls and realized that she and Emily were officially certifiable for wanting to bring another child into their lives. Alison rolled her eyes and walked over to where Grace's books had landed on the floor.

Lily and Grace hustled to get them up before Alison could lean down to grab them. They'd been overly protective about her pregnancy.

"I can lift a two pound book, girls." Alison frowned in annoyance.

"Totally." Lily nodded. "We just didn't want you to see what's in them."

"Banned books haven't been a thing since the 1980s."

"Not true. I read a news story about how To Kill a Mockingbird and Harry Potter were both banned this year."

"Why would anyone ban Harry Potter?" Grace questioned. "It's a magical journey of friendship and love." She thought about it for a second. "Dumbledore was kind of a dick, though."

"Grace…jar." Alison pointed.

"Crap." Grace muttered.

"You're not wrong though." Alison nodded. "He was a dick."

"Hey, how come you can say it, but I can't?"

"Because I'm your mother. Do as I say. Not as I do."

"Can I write my English paper on Harry Potter and quote you on Dumbledore being…uh…that part of the male anatomy?" Grace asked.

"As long as you use the proper citations." No child of hers was going to get points deducted for not doing her works cited page right.

Lily put Grace's books on the table and then looked at her mother.

"Seriously, don't look in these. The boobs were nothing in comparison to what's in these things. We don't want to warp the baby's fragile little mind."

"You're the baby's sisters. This kid doesn't stand a chance."

"You're the one that raised us." Grace smarted back.

"Grace Estella DiLaurentis-Fields…"

"Grace, don't taunt your mother." Emily walked into the kitchen with a water bottle in her hand.

Her brow was lined with sweat and her cheeks were bright red. She'd been running on the treadmill for nearly half an hour.

"Why? Is it bad for the baby?"

"No. It's just that I have to deal with the hormones."

"I'm going to kill every single one of you in your sleep." Alison glared at her family.

"You see? You see what you've done?" Lily looked at Grace and then motioned towards their very agitated mother.

"So? We'll just feed her some chocolate and let her be for a while."

"Go get ready for the gender reveal." Emily lightly smacked Grace on the back of the head. Grace smiled at her mom before she walked out of the room. Emily looked at their other daughter. "You too, Lily."

Lily grabbed her things and followed her sister.

"Everyone is going to be here at four." Emily put her water bottle down. "Hanna has the supplies and Aria is picking up the cake."

Alison walked over to where Emily was standing. Emily grabbed a glass and filled it up with water. Alison assumed Emily was going to drink it, but instead the brunette gave it to her.

"How was your nap?" Emily asked.

Alison had been taking a lot of power naps, because she didn't sleep well at night. She had indigestion and had to pee almost every thirty minutes. And when she did sleep she had weird dreams.

"Short." Alison took a sip of water. She put the glass down on the counter and reached up and rubbed her neck. "Our little darlings were sniping at one another loud enough to wake the dead."

Emily gently put her hand against Alison's neck and slipped her fingers against her shoulder. She could feel the muscle tension in Alison's neck. She gently started to massage a knot she found. Emily rubbed her shoulder, trying to work out the kink in her neck.

"Everything okay? You're really tense. And you seem a little jittery."

"I'm fine. It's just…I can't believe we're really doing this." Alison moved her neck to give Emily better access.

"I know they're kind of tacky, but they're apparently all the rage…"

"No, not the reveal." Alison cut Emily off. "This." She motioned to her stomach. "We already have two little Tasmanian devils we can't control. Why did we think we needed a third?"

"How can we have a three-ring circus if we don't have a trio of children?" Emily quipped.

Alison couldn't help but laugh.

"I have no doubt that Grace would be front and center leading the show." She looked over her shoulder to face Emily. "Do you have any idea what your child did at school?"

"Oh, she's my child when she's in trouble?" Emily chuckled

"I still maintain that the reason she's such a ham is because you encouraged her bad behavior when she was a baby."

"How?" Emily scoffed.

"Did you or did you not laugh until you cried every time she dumped food on her head or slung it at Lily?"

"Okay. That's fair." Emily didn't disagree. "But come on…a baby covered in spaghetti? Who doesn't laugh at that?"

"The parent who has to pick noodles out of the bathtub drain." Alison replied dryly. "Did you know she's acting out in school now?"

"What? You mean the boob thing?"

"You knew?"

"Yeah, the school called me."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I haven't had a chance yet. It just happened yesterday. Grace and I had a conversation last night. I'm handling it. I was going to talk to you about it tonight after the party."

"What are we going to do with her?" Alison shook her head. She felt a flutter in her stomach. The baby was moving. She moved her hand to her stomach. She smiled. "What if this one is just like her?"

"We would be so lucky." Emily moved her hand down next to Alison's, waiting to feel their little one move again. "Maybe the third time will be the charm." Emily leaned down and pressed a kiss against her hot skin.

"You know we could have just borrowed one of our friend's kids if we were desperate enough. Finn is still young and cute."

"Aria says he bit Ezra the other day."

"Another reason to love him." Alison laughed.

They both felt the baby kick, drawing their eyesight down towards Alison's belly. Emily smiled.

"So, are you thinking boy or girl?" Emily asked.

"Is it bad that I hope it's a boy? I just don't know if I can handle any more estrogen in this house. So that probably means it will be a girl." She peered at Emily. "What about you? What do you think?"

"Wouldn't it be something if it was twins again?"

"Emily Catherine DiLaurentis-Fields, I will smother you with a pillow…"

Emily laughed softly. She kept her palm against Alison's stomach. She was silent for a few seconds.

"I think no matter what the sex is, this baby is going to be beautiful, just like its mama."

Alison felt blood rush to her cheeks. She shook her head.

"No, you don't get to get out of the question that easily. The whole point of this gender reveal nonsense is that we get to lord it over people when we're right."

"Oh? Is that what this is about? Not about celebrating bringing another life into the world?" Emily teased.

"Come on. Just make a call. Boy or girl. You have to."

Emily moved down until her eyes were level with Alison's stomach. She lifted her shirt and kissed her belly. The baby responded. Alison wasn't surprised. The baby always responded to Emily. Emily stood back up and took Alison's hands in hers.

"I think Grace should have hung a hotdog off of the anatomy doll instead of boobs."

"So, you think it's a boy?"

"I do."

There was a beat of silence and then Alison grimaced.

"Shit. I don't know anything about how to raise a boy."

"Aria says it's a lot like raising girls, but with more dirt, more wiggling, and more geysers of pee erupting like Old Faithful."

"I think I'd prefer that to the hormones in this family. Grace is already testing my last nerve and Lily is moody as hell."

"That's because they're growing up. Relax. We've got this parenting thing down. They may get into trouble every now and then, but they're good kids."

But Emily was singing a different tune two hours later after all of their friends and their kids showed up for the gender reveal party.

They had refreshments and then went outside for the reveal, which Spencer and Hanna had set up with the help of their husbands and daughters.

Spencer had been in charge of the gender reveal, mostly because they knew Hanna couldn't keep a secret if her life depended on it. They had set up a large dart board with several opaque balloons filled with paint. There were darts on a tray near the patio.

Emily's mother Pam gave a beautiful speech about the day she and her late husband had found out that they were having a girl. Hanna told a similar story about her daughter while her husband Caleb pinched their little girl's cheeks and annoyed her. Spencer talked about both of her girls while sharing loving glances with her husband Toby.

The kids fidgeted, because they were ready to get to the games. It was Aria's little boy Finn who drew the attention away from the adults.

"I didn't grow in my mommy's tummy," Finn said quietly. He looked sad.

"Because you grew in her heart." Lily tapped his nose.

"And that makes you more special than all of us." Grace added, tousling his hair.

The shy little boy smiled at them and then hugged them. He stayed attached to them until their mothers called for them.

Lily and Grace jogged over to where the adults were standing in front of the dart board.

"I don't know if arming these two with darts is such a good idea." Emily frowned.

"Oh, but they're good kids, remember?" Alison shoved Emily with a teasing smile on her face.

"Don't worry. I'll behave." Grace threw her hands up in the air, palms forward.

"You don't know the meaning of the word." Lily laughed.

"Would you be mad if I accidentally stabbed her?" Grace looked at Alison.

"We want to see pink or blue. Not red." Alison warned her.

"Sweet. Our blood is technically blue inside of our body because of our oxygen. Loophole."

Alison glanced at Emily, impressed that Grace knew that. Perhaps she wasn't doing as poorly in Biology as they thought.

Spencer handed them each a dart and then she gave one to Emily and one to Alison. They lined up next to one another and took aim at the board.

"Ready?" Spencer asked. She glanced at everyone watching, making sure all the cameras were rolling. "Aim…"

"FIRE!" It was Grace who made the final call, and hers was the first dart to go sailing through the air. It landed a few inches next to a balloon.

Lily, Alison, and Emily threw their darts. Alison's bounced off the side of the board. Emily's dart landed right next to Grace's. And Lily's hit the top of the board. They all grabbed another dart and threw them again.

This time, two darts hit balloons. Grace's and Emily's.

Blue paint splattered all over the place.

Alison's face brightened in joy. Emily threw her hands up in excitement. Grace turned to Lily and exclaimed,

"I told you it was a penis! IN YOUR FACE!" She yelled.

Alison and Emily embraced one another and shared a kiss. They were so wrapped up in the fact that they were having a baby boy that they didn't notice that Hanna was handing their children water pistols.

"Hey, moms?" Grace called mischievously.

Alison and Emily faced the twins and saw them both aiming the guns at them. Emily saw the huge grin on Hanna's face and she knew immediately that the guns were filled with paint.

"No. No, don't you dare!" Emily ordered.

Lily and Grace looked at one another and then aimed their weapons and pulled the trigger. A stream of blue paint shot out across the yard and splashed off of Emily, hitting Alison in the process. Alison made a noise between a squeal and a laugh. Emily looked down at the blue paint coating her clothes. Lily and Grace ran off, spraying one another with the pistols.

"This was your doing, wasn't it?" Emily looked at her best friend.

"Consider it payback for helping Cami get her hands on those glitter bombs for my birthday. I'm still cleaning confetti out of my carpet."

"Well, I guess we need to get used to messes again." Emily chuckled.

She felt Hanna needling her side.

"Here." Hanna handed Emily a pistol filled with paint. She tossed one to Alison, too. "Go get 'em."

"What do you say?" Emily looked at Alison. "Just like old times? We'll tag-team them. I'll take Grace. You take Lily."

"No. Leave Grace to me." Alison grinned. "She's going to go to school looking like a smurf when I'm through with her."

The two of them felt like children again as they sprinted after their daughters.

The adults passed out paint guns to everyone. It became an all-out war. First it was parents against their children. Then it split up into boys versus girls.

The backyard was filled with more laughter than they'd ever heard. They had a ball. Hanna's daughter Cami dive-bombed Spencer's girls Bailey and Violet. Finn ran up to his dad and smeared paint all over him before Ezra picked him up and tossed him over his shoulder, eliciting a loud squeal of laughter. Caleb threw a balloon filled with paint at Hanna, but it accidentally hit Toby. Toby retaliated with two balloons, painting Caleb blue.

Alison and Emily cornered their girls and all four of them doused each other in paint. Most of it managed to miss Lily. But Alison, Emily, and Grace all ran in at the same time and trapped her in a family hug, dousing her with the blue paint they were covered in.

Alison took a moment to pull away and look at the huge smiles on their faces. After the party she started to feel better about parenting in general. She was excited about meeting their son.

Later that night when she was lying in bed with her wife she couldn't stop touching her stomach. Every little hiccup felt like an entirely different experience.

She felt the bed shake and when she looked up she saw Emily leaning on her elbow, smiling at her. She still had a hint of blue in her hair. She wasn't surprised. By the time they had finished the paint war the backyard had looked like the movie Avatar had exploded. Alison peered at the blue paint. She smiled when she thought about their son.

"We're having a baby." Alison smiled at her. "We did this. We're doing this."

"We are." Emily rubbed Alison's belly with a smile on her face. "Our baby boy."

Alison thought about the pure joy she'd felt with her family when they were playing outside, and she realized what bliss it was to have them in her life. She couldn't wait to bring her son into their lives. She couldn't wait to start making memories with him. Because family was everything to Alison DiLaurentis-Fields. And her family had her heart.