*AN: So this chapter is untitled and really short because well, it was a last minute upload and it's just a filler, it's also a mini stepping stone for what happens in the next chapter, which I also hope to be writing soon.

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Lina

You Saved Me

"Dr. Pearson, we understand you're concerned with her health, but she's had a few days to recover already and we're ready to ask her some questions."

"We don't know that she's ready though, she just possibly lost all her friends, who I'm assuming is her best friend and girlfriend is in a coma, and her only family left is not even willing to come and see her, so excuse me for telling you as her doctor, that she is not ready. She's been through a hell of a lot of stress and has a minor concussion; she doesn't need any more stress brought on by you hounding her with questions of what happened."

Alison stirred from her sleep, not aware of what time of day it was. Again.

She heard the voices of her doctor, and who she assumed was the agent from the FBI, and stared to get up. She remembered getting the new stitches and tried as best as she could to not use her arm. Her head was foggy, presumably from the pain meds, but she was glad that she at least slept without too vivid of a nightmare.

Ali turned her head to the door and could just make out the outline of her doctor's head. The voices were muffled, lowered so she could no longer hear clearly. She wasn't sure how much she wanted to share, how much she could afford to share, but she knew that she would have to sooner or later.

"FINE! One more day, but then I'm going in and I'm going to get answers," the shorter FBI agent left and Ali could see Dr. Pearson turn around, catching her eyes before opening the door.

"Hello, Alison, I'm sorry if we woke you." He proceeded to walk in, settling in the seat next to her bed.

"That's okay, I was kind of up anyways."

"Okay, that's good, how are you feeling?"

"Okay, I guess."

Ali lifted her eyes to meet the older man's and she could tell that he wasn't a normal doctor, he wasn't in it for the money…he was right, he genuinely cared for his patients…but Ali knew she would never tell him that.

He nodded and sat back against the chair, crossing his arms over his stomach before saying gently, "define 'okay.'"

Ali's eyes opened a little wider and her stomach did a turn. The doctor noticed her sudden change and sat up as well, "something wrong?"

Ali shook her head and sighed, something she been doing a lot lately, "no, it's just-," and she had to talk a deep breath before continuing, "it's just that Em…she could always tell when I wasn't telling her the truth, she would sometimes come over or call me, just to check in and ask how I was." Alison dared to look at her doctor this time, he was nodded and his eyes showed no sign of judgment, so it felt 'okay,' natural even, to keep going. "And I would tell her okay sometimes, thinking she would just accept that, but of course she never did, instead she always told me what you did just now, 'define okay.'"

Ali stopped and smiled weakly, her hand absently reaching up to hold her locket in her hand.

Dr. Pearson nodded, "Sounds like a smart girl, I can't wait to meet her."

Alison felt her heart skip a beat, she couldn't keep thinking about Emily laying in that room, waiting to wake up.

"You think nothing gets past me? Hah, you haven't seen anything. I swear Em could tell my just looking at me how my whole day went; she used to say to me that I could hide it everywhere else but in my eyes."

Alison was remembering vividly the times that she had with Em where they would banter and play argue and just sit and talk, embracing the little moments, drinking in each other's company.

"And my eyes always betrayed me, she knows me better than anyone, even myself." Alison's voice went from a high and happy tone, to subtly quieting down and ending in a softened almost whisper.

"Well, it's sound like she's a great friend."

Alison shook her head. "No, she's the best, there isn't I time that I needed her that she wasn't there for me, no matter what it was, Emily was there, she is the best best friend there could ever be….and the best girlfriend. I don't deserve her."

It hurt like hell for Pearson to watch this young girl he was becoming so fond of to repeatedly beat herself up over all of this mess.

"Alison, you can't think like that, from what I can tell, you love her and she loves you, and you may not think that you deserve her, but think about what she deserves. If…no, when Emily wakes up, because she will, she deserves to have someone close to her be there for her, not strangers in white coats, poking and prodding. If she loves you as much as you know she does, then she deserves you back."

Alison didn't know why, but in her mind she found herself agreeing to everything he was saying. Em will wake up, and Em will need someone to be there, Ali couldn't break another promise and not be there for her, not ever again.

Silence fell between them and for once it wasn't awkward. Ali lifted her head and watched silently as the fuzzy commercials played on the older TV.

"You must not like me much Alison, but I'm only trying to ease your pain, physically….and what I can see going on in your mind. Emily was right, your eyes betray you, but that's not always a bad thing."

Alison looked up, surprised when her doctor was looking right at her, so quickly looked away.

"What," he looked shocked, "am I that ugly," he joked, smiling when Ali laughed a little.

"No, it's not that," and Ali knew what it was, but she didn't want to say it.

"See, you hate me!" Dr. Pearson pretended to pout and Ali had an image flash through her head as if he was a doctor for small children and Alison was but a small girl, giggling in her hands as she watched her crazy doctor man do something silly.

Ali shook her head, but never looked up.

"Then, why don't you ever want to look at me, or talk to me? I know you don't know me, but, and this is pretty cliché, you can trust me. I'm not here to hurt you or write a story, hell, I can't even tell a good story, my sole purpose as your doctor is to make you feel better, and that," he paused to fix his coat, "is why I wear this."

Alison nodded and found herself wanting to thank the man for all he was done and is continuing to do…but she knew the rule about showing compassion towards someone…it never ended well for them. However, Ali could see that he was genuinely trying, so she forced herself to tell him something, so he wouldn't beat himself up. She just wished that it wasn't a big risk

"I, I do. I trust you…for the most part, and I do appreciate what you told the officer earlier, and for everything you did before that, but I just can't look at you well because…it's your eyes."

Dr. Pearson scrunched his eyebrow and Ali's heart jumped at the sight of a similar dimple forming above them.

"My…eyes?"

Ali nodded, playing with her thumbs in her lap, "they remind me of hers, Emily's…they're the same warm brown color, no offense, but hers are prettier."

He laughed lightly and nodded his head, "none taken."

"And when I look at yours, I miss hers and the way she would look at me, like she was really seeing me, not anyone else but the real me and I-I…its hurts too much because I can't even look at her right now! I can't hold her and tell her that everything is going to be okay, because it doesn't feel like it is, and I can't lie to her, I can't." Alison's voice was raised and it quivered with emotion.

"I can't," she softened again, like all the other times she had been hit with emotion this hard, "I can't go in there and talk to her like it's going to be okay, not when I don't know that for sure. I can't stay away either, I just…I don't know what to do anymore…it would be easier if…" Ali was hit again that even the people who could comfort her, the only other 3 people that ever gave a damn about what happened to her were…

"If your friends were here?"

Ali nodded and this time she let herself be seen crying. "I took them for granted; I should've told them that I cared, made sure that they knew, but it's too late, they didn't even know that I loved them that much. Hanna, Aria, Spencer, they all deserved to know, they've done so much…"

"And they still are."

"What?"

"They are still helping you."

"How, you seen the news, the crash, they're…"

"Look at yourself Alison. You think that you're a changed person? Well why? I think it's because of Emily and those girls…part of you are, and how strong you are, I can see comes from your bond with them, don't forget that."

Alison sat, absorbing his words and finally lifted her eyes to look at him. She studied his face, slight stubble and light bags under his eyes. She then wondered how much sleep he got, if he had kids and a wife to go home to…Ali looked down at his hand and could see he had a wedding ring on, she smiled and wiped her face.

"You're right, doc. You're right."

He opened his mouth to speak when something in his pocket went off, "uh," he lifted his eyes and they were worried.

Alison couldn't think of why he looked at her like that, "hey is everything alright?"

Just as she spoke, a team of scrubs rushed past her door and down the hall. The hall outside to fill with chaos and disruption and Alison looked past Dr. Pearson in confusion.

"Um, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to go Alison. Please, stay here." And without another word, Dr. Pearson got up, rushed to the door and jogged out to the counter just outside her room.

He had left Alison's door open in his haste to leave and Ali strained her ears to hear him, "send and ICU unit to room 13 now. I need a team on standby in operation and make sure all medication is sent to her room now."

Alison listened and sat in her seat, replaying his words…and something just didn't sit right with her.

It took only a few more seconds for her heart to momentarily stop and fall to her stomach and figure out where the nurses and her doctor were going….

Down the hall to her right, through the double doors, make a left and then another left.

They were going to Room 13.

That was Emily's room….