*AN: Is it bad that I'm in love with my own story? Haha I just can't stop writing this, I'm slacking so bad on my 2 other full length stories as well as my smut ones everyone is still waiting for, but there's a thrill in writing something new….I just can't shake it. I'm excited for those of you who are still into this story, and are waiting for what is to happen next…so here it is, enjoy and tell me what you think.

Unkiss Me

"Alison, Emily is awake."

Alison felt as if her lungs froze and getting air into them was impossible.

She sat frozen in shock, Emily was okay, better than ok…she was awake!

Dr. Pearson stood frozen as well as the others, waiting for Ali to do or say anything.

And when she finally did manage a sharp intake of air, she used it to start pushing her chair towards Emily.

"I have to see her, and tell her that I'm okay." Ali rolled until she hit Dr. Pearson's legs, confused that he hadn't moved out of the way.

"What are you doing, if she's up, she has to be wondering where I am, did you tell her that I'm okay, and someone has to let her know about the crash, please, move I-"

"Alison," he said sternly, bending down to grab hold of the armrests on the chair.

Alison was now breathing heavily. "Don't talk to me like that, you said there wasn't that there wasn't a 'but'. You can't tell me there is one now, no, you can't."

Ali was in tears and didn't care that Caleb and the others would see her like this. They waiting patiently for the doctor to speak, just as worried about Emily.

"I'm sorry, I just, I didn't know how to tell you this, but you can't see her right now."

"Why not? Why? I'm her girlfriend, she deserves to know that I'm okay, she needs to know that no matter what, she has me. I have to be the one to tell her about the others, about her parents…" Ali was in tears, shouting now at the doctor.

Dr. Pearson stood there and shook his head lightly, it broke his heart watching this young blonde go through so much and have to be told another heart breaking thing.

"Please just move and let me see her, she has to be wondering where I am, if I'm ok-"

"She's not."

Alison stopped. Why would he say that? She felt like she was being stabbed again, "Wha- why would you say that? You don't know what you're talking about."

Alison wiped her tears on the back of her hand and tried to move, but her doctor was much stronger, "Emily didn't ask for you Alison, and she won't."

Another stab, and this time the knife was twisted too.

"Alison, Emily is awake, yes, but she woke up…" he took a deep breath, "she woke up with no memory. Of anything, she didn't even know who she was Alison."

"What?" Alison slumped in her chair. "How is that even possible," her voice was barely above a whisper before she raised it again, "you said she was okay! You told me she was okay! You lied to me! You lied!"

"No, I didn't, I told you Emily was going to be okay, and she is, she will heal on time, no major organs were ruptured, her wounds are clean and stitched up, the breaks in her ribs were clean, she'll have a full recovery sooner than we expected, that is the truth Alison."

"How is that a full recovery is she doesn't even know who the hell she is?! Or who I am? How can she possibly be okay when she doesn't know that she has a family that is all dead! Answer me now doc!"

"I-I don't know. I have a team that specializes in these kinds of things, but I'm not sure what they'll be able to recover. It depends on Emily, I can't guarantee that she'll remember anything at all-"

"Let me see her."

"Alison, I'm not so sure that that's such a good idea. Emily 'freaked out' for lack of better word, when she woke up, I'm not sure you going in there trying to press all this on her would help her at all, you might actually scare her and the shock of everything happening is not what she needs right now."

Alison would've been able to understand her doctor, but all she heard, all that she felt was that she would scare her Emily and Emily didn't need her right now. That hurt more than the cut on her shoulder, more than the broken bones, that broke her heart in more ways than any physical pain could hurt her.

Her voice was low and calm when she spoke, "I won't tell her anything, just let me talk to her, as if I was just her friend."

Dr. Pearson could see the pain in Alison's expression, she had tried to hide it but she looked so fragile, her eyes did betray her true emotion, he couldn't resist, and he knew this would be a risk, for Emily's sake, but Alison deserved to at least see Emily, and if Emily was up, Alison would need to see her eyes, just once.

"Okay, but only for a while, if she's awake…not sleeping, I mean…you can introduce yourself as a friend, we told her that someone shot at her car and she was hit and it caused an accident. We said that there was another person with her, you, but we didn't say anything else, she was in pain and we gave her some pretty heavy meds, so she might be asleep."

"And if she's not?"

"I'm trusting you'll know what is best Alison, I'm going out on a limb for you, if you…if you."

"I won't mess up. I promise."

"Okay, because if you do, I'm not sure when you'll be able to see her again, if at all."

Alison nodded, "just push me to her door will you?"

Dr. Pearson nodded, "And your friends?"

"Uh, we'll wait out here," Ezra answered and the three of them moved to sit in the chairs along the wall.

Dr. Pearson got behind Ali and pushed her gently towards Rm 13.

Alison was gripping the arm rests so tightly, her knuckles turned white.

"Alison, you should relax," Dr. Pearson nodded towards her hands and she ungripped them, sighing deeply.

He stopped just in front of the door, "all be back in 10-15 minutes to take you back to your room, and I assume that you and your friends have some things to talk about as well."

Alison nodded, "yeah, okay." But she wasn't really hearing him, she just nodded and reached for the handle.

You can do this, Ali. You can do this.

Ali pushed the door open and took a deep breath, there she was. Her eyes closed, but she wasn't hooked up to any other machines like before, just an IV now.

Emily was sleeping on her back, her arms crossed over her stomach, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

Ali maneuvered her wheelchair as best as she could towards Emily's bed, stopping when her knees were finally against the sheets.

She stopped and just sat, staring, she didn't know what to do, maybe it was better this way, that Emily was sleeping, that way Ali wouldn't have to see Em's eyes look at her and not recognize her. Ali thought that she wouldn't be able to bear having Emily, her Emily look at her like she was a stranger, not after everything.

Ali reached up to grab Em's hand, but stopped when she realized that if Em woke up to Ali's touch, she would just freak her out. Ali let a tear slip, now that she had thought she had gotten Em back, the universe laughed in her face and took Em away from her again.

Just when Ali thought that the torture was over, there just had to be more, and she knew that she deserved it, but why did Em? What did Em do?

Ali shook her head, hating that she was responsible for taking away all of Em's happiness: her early years in high school because of –A, her parents and friends and now it was her fault that Em was in a coma, only to wake up with no memory at all.

Ali tried to find a silver lining, a bright side, like Emily would do but she couldn't, not one that she was happy with. But Ali knew she would have to put her selfish ways aside, there was a small silver lining, maybe since Em didn't have any memory, she wouldn't feel the pain of losing everyone that was her family, maybe Ali could leave her and –A would leave her alone. Maybe Alison could disappear from her life once and for all and Em could learn to start over.

Ali cried as quietly as she could, wiping the back of her hand across her cheek.

She watched Em, watched her face, wondering if this would be the last time that she would ever get to watch Emily sleep.

Ali sat in her chair.

"You know Em," she whispered, "I asked you to come back to me, I said that if you were really meant to be mine, that I could let you go and you would come back to me. Well I let you go, I said I would be okay, but I lied…and then you did come back…just-just not to me. Funny how things work out isn't it?"

Ali looked up, sighing that Em was asleep and wouldn't be able to answer back, so she kept talking.

"I want to be selfless and say that this might be for the best…that this is better somehow, but I don't know if I can. What do I have to live for if I can't live a life with you? If I can't touch you, hold you, kiss you…If I can't call you my girlfriend?" Again, Emily just laid there, peacefully sleeping.

"Em, when this was all over, I was going to ask you to marry me. Yeah crazy huh, me, finally settling down, finally doing something right. Well as hard as it may have seemed for everyone to believe, I was. I had it all planned out, I was going to ask you next month, on our anniversary, July 2. I wanted to take you home and ask you at our spot, or maybe keep driving through California and ask you ask Disneyland, I wanted it to be perfect…and it would've been, but….And I would've let you decide when you wanted the wedding, I know you love the fall so I thought something late October would be okay, not too close to Halloween though, even though it's your favorite holiday, besides Christmas I guess. Hanna was going to be our maid of honor, and Spencer and Aria would've been in it too. I would've waited at the altar for you, and I would've loved to watch your dad give you away to me…"

Alison cried harder, struggling to stay quiet.

"I'm sorry Em, I just can't unfeel everything for you, I can't and I won't, but that's not going to make this easy for me, I don't want to forget, and I don't want to move on, there's nothing more that I want than you. For you to open your eyes and look at me like you always do, like you actually see me."

Alison reached for Em's hand and drew it away again, "Dammit! I can't even touch you right now. I just want to hold your fucking hand and I can't even do that!" Ali raised her voice, but not enough to wake Emily up.

"You want to know what the worst thing about this is? It's what I wish if you never get your memory back. I don't know if I'll be good enough for you, or if you'll still see in me whatever it is that you see in me now…or did. I don't want to lose you that way. I wish I was confident enough to say that I could make you fall in love with me again, but when you wake up, I don't know much of the Emily that loved me will still be there. And I want to fight for Em, I will fight for you, for as long as I can, but there might come a point," Ali trailed off, looking up to make sure Emily wasn't really listening. She pulled the color of her pale blue hospital gown up to her face and wiped her cheeks.

"So," she continued, "the worst thing is that I wish," and she couldn't believe she was going to say this, that she was going to break her own heart and rip open wounds she had tried so hard to heal, "I wish I could unfall in love with you, that we were always just friends, so I wouldn't hurt like this. I know its selfish, but that would be the only way for me to get over this. Maybe we have a chance to get back what we had, but I don't want to push you, this is your chance to start over."

Ali was letting the tears fall in a slow and steady stream down her face, falling to absorb into the thin cloth over her legs, I wish to unfeel everything you've ever made me feel, I wish I could untouch you, that you could untouch me the way that you have," Ali's voice was cracking, along with her spirit, but with no one listening to her, she didn't care, "I want to unheard all you've ever told me, I can't keep living only trying to remember what it sounded like to hear you say you love me, I can't wish to see you in my dreams…I'm just not strong like you."

"I wish," Ali shook her head, knowing she was lying to herself, trying to figure out her coping mechanism, "I was I could undo all of this….and most of all, I just want you to," a violent sob broke through her chest, "unkiss me."

She had to place her forehead against the bed, the sheets, soaking in the moisture from her face.

"No one will kiss me like you Em, and I can't even imagine my lips on anyone else's but yours, I won't be able to love anyone else, so…s-so I just wish you would unkiss me. Untake my heart, so maybe I wouldn't hurt this much. It hurts Em, to have you, but not have you, it hurts."

Ali managed to control her breathing, looking up at the clock, noticing that Dr. Pearson would be in to get her any moment now.

Ali sighed and looked at Em one final time, "I'll get them Em, the person who did this, I know now, I didn't want to believe it but I know now. "

With that, Ali wiped the last of the tears still lingering in her eyes away and started to make her way to the door.

She made it to the door and paused, deciding not to look back at the brunette who unknowing still had possession of her heart.

Ali placed her hand on the handle but before turning it, her heart stopped at the small sound of Emily's voice calling out to her, "wait."

Ali stopped and swallowed, not sure if she had imagined it or not.

But there it was again, soft and whispered, but still undeniably Emily's voice, "please, wait."

Alison wanted to pretend not to hear her and keep going but she forced herself to turn around.

She wheeled her way back to Em, never looking up further than the floor.

"Y-you're the other person right? The one that was in the accident with me?" Emily was waiting for the blonde she had no memory of to look at her.

Ali forced herself to keep it together and talk calmly, "yeah, yeah I was with you, when um, when you were hurt."

Emily nodded but Ali just looked off to the side, not ready to face the brown eyes she was yearning to see for days.

"The doctor, Peterso-"

"Pearson," Ali said quickly, hoping not to offend Emily, and instantly regretting if she did.

"Oh yeah, sorry-"

"No, I'm sorry I didn't mean-" Ali started to ramble, and although she didn't know what was causing it, Emily found herself reaching for Ali's hand in her lap, leaning over her bed and calming the blonde down.

The instant their hands met, each girl could feel the pull they had on one another, the undeniable electricity and Alison was the only one who knew why.

She looked at their hands, Emily's tanned skin over hers, and then up into the eyes she had been dying to see, yet the love and yearning she expected to see reflected in them just weren't there.

Em cleared her throat and withdrew her hands, "s-sorry," she stammered, "you were just rambling before and I-I, it was the only thing that felt right." Emily quickly withdrew her hand and looked into Ali's blue eyes, the initial shock finally withering away.

Ali couldn't look away, couldn't tear her gaze away…she didn't want to look away thinking that it was the last time she would see Emily again, before she had to settle the score.

But Emily had said it felt right, and Ali's heart skipped a beat, hope seeping in the seams at her heart and then her mind telling her how dangerous hope could be.

"It-its okay. It's okay." Ali said it more to herself than for Emily's sake, but it wasn't okay, neither one of them should be apologizing for touching each other's hand…all the steps they had take forward with finally having a relationship together and this had wiped the slate entirely clean.

Ali opened her mouth the same time Em did and both girls laughed gently.

"You first," Emily suggested.

"No it's okay, what were you going to say?"

Em played with her thumbs and Ali knew it was because she was having a hard time thinking of what to say.

"Listen Em, I know this is all going to be a lot to take in, and I want to tell you everything I know, but it's late and I think we both should get some rest."

Emily nodded, upset that she hadn't just asked what she wanted. Instead she commented, "I like that."

"What?" Ali was confused.

"Dr…Dr. Pearson, he said my name was Emily, Emily Fields, and I had a-a friend here, but that was all, nothing more, nothing less. And just now, you called me Em…I like that."

Ali stopped and just looked at Emily. The brunette returned the look but it pained Alison knowing that Emily viewed her as a stranger.

"Oh, well yeah, we-um, we're close, I call you Em all the time, but I don't have to if that makes you uncomfortable."

"No, no, I really like it, you shouldn't have to constantly be thinking of what to call me."

As Em shook her head a strand of hair fell in front of her face and Alison desperately wanted to reach out and brush it back, but Emily noticed Alison looking so she tucked the loose strand behind her ear and cleared her throat.

"Yeah," Ali said, "I should probably get going."

Ali made a move to get out of there but Em stopped her. "Wait, you're coming back right?"

Ali wanted to tell Em 'always.'

"Yeah, I'm not too far, just ask the doctor for me, and I'll be over."

Emily smiled a genuine smile. Ali was glad that that was another thing that would never change.

"Good because I have so many questions, and I think you're the only one who can help me out."

Ali just nodded.

Em gave a small side smile and still played with her thumbs. "You visited me before didn't you?"

Ali stopped moving her arms and looked up, "Wh-what makes you say that?"

Em bit the inside of her cheek and took a deep breath before meeting the blue eyes.

"Crazy as it seems, I- I think I heard you."

"What? I just thought that was a myth."

Emily shrugged, "I-I don't know, but when I was 'sleeping,'" she air quoted with her fingers, "I swear I could hear someone, talking to me…and I couldn't make out the words, but just the sound of the voice, her voice was soothing and it was familiar somehow, and I felt like I wanted to go to it…"

Alison was amazed and Emily mistook it as pure horror or disbelief.

"But I was in a coma, so I mean, it's probably all in my head, I just thought that just a while ago, while I was sleeping, I thought I could hear her again, and when I woke up, I just thought maybe it was you?"

Ali didn't know how to answer, "I-I-I mean, a lot of nurses have been in here, checking on you and making sure you were okay, so I-I-"

"Yeah, know it's fine, I was just- yeah no forget I said anything."

Alison wouldn't forget though, she let herself think for a moment that it was her who woke Emily from her coma, like a magic first kiss wakes a princess from her cursed slumber, but this was no fairy tale, Ali reminded herself.

"It's okay. I did come and visit you."

"Oh." Emily sat up, happier than she let on, unsure of what was drawing her so forcefully towards the blonde.

"Yeah."

"Okay, well I don't want to keep you here, you um-you can go."

"Yeah, okay."

Ali moved again turning around fully this time before Emily stopped her again, "unless you don't want to go?"

Great, Ali thought, she's not making this any easier for me.

"I'd love to, but I um, actually have to talk to Dr. Pearson about something."

"Yeah, no of course, I'm sorry."

Ali turned around as she reached the door, "please, stop apologizing."

"Sorry."

Ali raised a brow and Em laughed nervously.

"Sorry, again, oh god, okay I'm not sorry, there. How was that?"

"Terrible."

"Hey."

"But we'll work on it," Ali added.

Emily smiled and leaned against her bed, "sounds good."

Ali nodded and opened the door.

"Wait!"

Ali stopped dropped her hand from the handle and laughed, "yes?"

"Um, what-what do I call you?"

Ali was hit with memories of their pet names and all the lovey dovey things they would say and call each other.

"Ali, you call me Ali."

Emily smiled, "I like that too."

Ali smiled, "goodnight Em."

"Goodnight Ali."

Alison smiled, closed the door and pushed herself down the hall, waiting until she was out of Em's hearing range before she started weeping softly.

Em had looked at her but didn't see her.

Em had talked to her but not about them.

Em smiled like she was really happy and Alison was dreading the moment she would have to explain almost everything to her. About her life, her friends, her family, she wasn't even sure she would mention at all that they had been more than friends.

And worst of all, Em didn't even know her name.

Alison's tears were replaced with anger and rage. She roughly wiped the tears from her face and loudly wheeled herself through the double doors, chest heaving, white knuckled fists at her side and her mind hell-bent on getting the bitch that started it all.

"Alison," Caleb called out shocked to see her demeanor so aggressive.

Ali wheeled over to them, "get Dr. Pearson and tell him to get the FBI, I'm ready to talk and end this shit once and for all."

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*AN:I really want to switch majors into English/Education, part of the reason is my fierce love of writing and being around people and kids and reading and blah blah blah…writing FanFiction for you all is also fueling that idea…but eh, idk.

Anyways, hope you liked this chapter? I can't believe I wrote it up this fast, I surprised myself. Don't hate me, but I have a grand master plan, a new approach to Emison, you won't see it coming (I promise, I think?) I was considering holding off on posting it, but I couldn't, so tell me what you think, I live and breathe for the reviews lol. Be back when I can of course,

Lina xoxo