Not quite on time but here we are.

Chapter Sixteen

Alison swallowed thickly as she composed herself, fixing her eyes on Emily and narrowing them, "You're such a fucking idiot."

Emily jumped at the growl in the blondes mouth, "I-"

"Nope!" Alison's hand shot up to cut Emily off as she spun on her heel, "Go fuck yourself."

"I thought you wanted Emily to-ow!" Hanna hissed when Cece elbowed her harshly.

"Um, so that was Alison," Emily mumbled, "Mom."

"Perhaps you should go-"

"Yeah," Emily cut her Mom off, nodding and handing the spatula to Cece before heading upstairs.

"Ali-"

"No!" Alison spat, throwing another pillow at Emily that the brunette dodged.

"It's okay-"

"No!" The blonde snarled, "It is not okay!" She threw another pillow, this one hitting Emily in the shoulder, "You-you! You could of warned me people were here! I have never been so embarrassed!"

"Ali, your friends won't care the we-"

"Your mother is here!" Alison's eyes widened, launching another pillow.

Emily caught it easily, "Please, just come down and-"

"No!" Alison cut her off again, "Idiot."

"Alright enough," Emily dodged another pillow while making her way across the room to the hostile blonde and grabbing her around the waist.

"Get off!"

"No," Emily shook her head, "You need to calm down, it's not ideal that they heard that but it is not the end of the world either. Let's go downstairs and start again."

Alison let out a puff of air, her eye brows furrowed and her lips twitching, "Fine," She growled, "But Hanna is going to be a complete pain in the ass."

"Yeah, I figured," Emily smiled, giving Alison a squeeze before leading her down the stairs. Pam, Cece and Hanna were tucking into their pancakes, Emily stood behind Alison, her hands resting on the blondes shoulders, "So Mom, meet Ali."

"Hi Pam," Alison said shyly.

"Lovely to meet you in person," Pam gushed, hugging Alison tightly, "And I'm very glad to hear my daughters taking care of you."

Alison blushed, falling into Cece's side, the older blonde wrapped an arm around her and pressed a kiss to Alison's hair before whispering, "We are so talking about this later."

Pretty soon everyone was sitting on a barstool with a plate of pancakes and bacon, except for Alison who had potato chips and a popsicle, eating in comfortable silence. Hanna stuck her head up, looking between Alison and Emily thoughtfully.

"So," She mused, "Which part of the counter isn't safe?"

"It's just sex," Alison rolled her eyes. Cece turned to her in the bed they were sharing, helping Alison take a nap resulted in some questions from the older blonde.

"Is it though?" Cece asked, propping her head up on her hand, "Last time we talked about this you said you were definitely straight."

"And I am," Alison groaned, "I'm just...I'm so horny. You don't understand, these hormones-I just...I needed a release."

"But you're still...doing it?" Cece asked, stroking Alison's belly.

"I-" Alison swallowed, looking up at her friend, "You know how I've never really-"

"Liked sex?"

"Yeah," Alison bit her lip, "I never saw the point in it, it hardly ever felt...good."

"Sure," Cece nodded, "I remember you getting that reputation when you were in high school and I knew you hadn't slept with those guys."

"I didn't...but I tried to like sex," Alison shrugged, "I wanted to like it and apparently I was good at it. I was expected to be good."

"So what are you saying, the hormones make you like it?"

"The hormones...I don't know," Alison trailed off, "But with Emily...she makes it...it's good. Really good."

"So this is the first time you've been satisfied?" Cece raised an eyebrow at Alison's nod, "She makes you come?"

"I-yes," Alison nodded, "I didn't realise it was...that I could-I didn't think I could do that. Not until she made me...and it was so quick-"

"So you've tried before with guys and nothing but you try once with Emily and it's-"

"Straight away," Alison nodded.

"That must be confusing for you?" Cece frowned, playing with a strand of Alison's hair.

"Yeah," Alison replied quietly, staring at the ceiling.

"Do you think you might be-"

"Gay?!" Alison looked at her friend, an incredulous look on her face, "No."

"Alright, then what? You have feelings for Emily?"

"No," Alison repeated, "It's like...with the men I've slept with I was always a little self conscious. I knew they'd heard these false rumors about Ali D," She rolled her eyes, "And I knew they were expecting me to be amazing. With Emily it doesn't matter what I look like or how I am, we aren't having sex. She's getting me off because I'm pregnant."

"I think there's another reason little one," Cece said gently.

Alison pursed her lips and turned towards her friend, snuggling into the warm embrace Cece offered and burying her face in the older blondes neck. Cece sighed, holding Alison close, she knew when her friend was done with talking.

"More," Alison panted, lying next to Emily on the kitchen floor. Face flushed and pants open.

Emily turned to the blonde in shock.

"Alison, I've given you seven orgasms. My hand is cramping. Aren't you tired or something?"

Alison shook her head no, making Emily groan.

"Okay but on two conditions."

"Conditions?" Alison squinted at her, "It's your fault I'm horny."

Emily licked her lips, eyes raking over the blondes covered chest,"I wouldn't mind getting to see you," She tugged at Alison's shirt.

The blondes head lazily rolled to the side, he eyebrow quirked upwards, "You don't need to perv on my body in order to satisfy my needs. What's the second condition?"

The brunette pursed her lips, "You talk to me about Noel Kahn."

Alison's eyes narrowed as she sat up, straddling Emily and sitting heavily on her stomach, "Let's go back to condition number one," She pulled her own shirt off, making Emily's eyes widen.

"Wow," Emily smiled, "Do you have any idea just how damn sexy you are?"

"Emily wants me to talk about a student of mine."

"Who's Emily?" Doctor Sullivan asked.

Alison pursed her lips, "Not important."

"Okay, continue."

"My student...he wasn't appropriate."

"How did that make you feel?"

Alison paused, thinking deeply, "I'm going to be honest, I mean there's no point being here if I'm not, right?"

The Doctor nodded for Alison to carry on.

"At first it made me feel wanted. It was an ego boost to feel so desired."

"You're no stranger to people desiring you, Alison."

"I guess not," Alison shrugged, "But he made me feel special."

"And after that?"

"I realised what I was doing so I stopped flirting with him and then he made me feel weak...vulnerable."

"We both know those are some of the most difficult emotions for you."

"Yeah," Alison agreed.

"Your Mother drilled it into you that if you felt those thing you were useless. Do you still feel bad about yourself when those emotions surface?"

Alison shook her head no, "But they do make me beyond uncomfortable."

"Is there anything that helps you with that?"

"Alcohol," Alison rolled her eyes, "But clearly that isn't an option right now."

"Clearly," Doctor Sullivan chuckled, "So the relationship has ended?"

"It wasn't a relationship, it was a brief flirtation ending with some very unwanted touching until he was caught by a colleague."

"He forced himself on you?"

"No, that was his goal but no. He did get further with me than most though."

"By force?"

"Yeah," The blonde nodded.

"So he sexually assaulted you?"

Alison frowned, "I don't like labels."

"But for arguments sake?"

"Then I guess so," Alison shrugged.

"You said it continued until your colleague caught him, why did you feel like you couldn't stop him yourself?"

"I did try to get him to stop but I think the only way would have been to tell the principal or something and I didn't feel like I could. It would of ruined his life and I felt like I deserved it."

"Why would you deserve it?" Doctor Sullivan frowned.

"I...don't. But when it was happening I...I made it okay in my head. Even though it...wasn't."

"I'm glad you realise that it wasn't."

"I just...I want people to not make it a big deal...I get why they think it is but I wish they'd leave it alone so that I can...cope."

"Have you tried telling them that?"

"Yea-"

"Without that temper of yours?" Doctor Sullivan raised an eyebrow.

Alison deflated, "No."

"What the fuck is this?" Alison frowned, holding up what she could only assume was a baby beer pong. Pam chuckled, squeezing Alison's elbow.

"That my dear is a breast pump."

"Oh," Alison's eyes widened.

"Have you thought about breast feeding?" Pam asked, passing the blonde a stuffed panda bear.

"No," Alison pursed her lips and admired her new fury friend, "But I like this."

"Have you thought about names?"

"No, I haven't really thought about...anything," Alison realised.

"That's okay honey, you have time," Pam smiled reassuringly, "How about today we buy some essentials?"

"Alright," Alison nodded thoughtfully, "And what would those be?"

Pam laughed, "Well...bottles, diapers, clothes, perhaps a crib?"

"Right," Alison dragged a hand over her face, "I don't really know where to start."

"And that's why you've got me."

"I'm really glad you're here Pam, even if it is just for a visit," Alison bit her lip, "I want you to know that you're welcome any time."

"Well I have been thinking lately," Pam admitted, "Would you be against me moving to Rosewood? I know it wouldn't be ideal having a nosy Mother round the corner but I'd be close in case you needed advice or a babysitter-"

"Are you kidding?" Alison stopped her with a hand on Pam's arm, "I would love for you to be round the corner."

"Really?" Pam smiled, "I wouldn't want to impose-"

"No," Alison shook her head, cutting Pam off again, "It would be fantastic. Having you here would be perfect, I'd feel so much more confident."

Pam pulled Alison into a tight hug, "Thank you, thanks for letting me be involved and making me feel welcome. It means a lot to me."

Alison was taken a back, she felt warm inside.

"Did you get anything?" Emily slid onto the couch next to Alison. Alison just groaned and rested her head on Emily's lap, "Aww, are you tired?"

Alison nodded, "Your Mom helped so much, I had no fucking clue what half of that shit was."

Emily smiled, running her fingers through Alison's blonde curls, "I really appreciate you being so nice to my Mom."

"I need her, probably more than I need you so be careful," Alison teased.

"Hm," Emily smirked, smoothing her hand down Alison's side and over the curve of her ass, "You can't get this from my Mom."

Alison smirked, "Actually-"

"Oh my God, please don't even joke!"

The blonde burst out laughing, sitting up and sliding her thigh over Emily's legs, "Sorry but I had to."

Emily grabbed the blondes thighs, "You better be sorry."

"I'll make it up to you," Alison lent in close, fluttering her eyelashes and sporting a pout that she knew Emily couldn't resist. Emily grinned, pulling Alison into her and kissing her deeply.

"How's it going?" Paige asked, tucking into a ceaser salad while Emily had gone for a sub.

Emily chew on a bit of lettuce thoughtfully, "Um, I think it's okay. You'll be happy to know that pregnancy is kicking Alison's butt, she's so hormonal it is unreal."

Paige laughed at the wide eyed, comical look on the brunette's face, "If you'd known her before then you wouldn't be at all surprised. In fact I bet your putting some things down to baby hormones that are actually just Alison hormones."

Emily's face dropped, "Oh God, well how am I supposed to look after the twins and little miss moody?"

"Do you know where you'll be living?" Paige asked after her throaty chuckle died down.

"We haven't talked about it or anything but Ali's made it pretty clear that she's never going to be alone with a baby so I guess I'll be staying with her for the foreseeable future, or at least until Ali's comfortable staying with them alone," Emily shrugged.

"How about a job?"

"Ah...well that's more complicated, me and my partners where going to buy The Brew and The Grill but a recent turn of events has me questioning that as an option," Emily pursed her lips, "Actually it kind of destroys that option."

"Oh?"

"One of my business partners is Jon Khan so I'm not sure it's a good idea to-"

"I get it," Paige nods, "The last thing Alison wants is a constant reminder of..."

"Yeah," Emily bit her lip.

"I do know of a job opportunity if you're interested?"

"What?"

"At the school, the swim coach position has just opened up. It'd be perfect for you."

Emily paused, "Really? I mean, it would be perfect with my background but..."

"But?" Paige raised an eyebrow.

"I'd have to see if Alison minded me working with her and even if she was okay with it...I don't exactly interview well."

"Emily, I'm athletic supervisor and I'm not asking you to interview. What I'm saying is it's yours if you want it. Just let me know soon, okay?"

"Okay," Emily smiled, "Listen...thank you for being here for me. I...I know it's hard for you because of- I just, you've made it easier for me. Having someone to talk to who knows me and..."

"Emily," Paige grabbed the brunette's hand, "I want to be here for you."

"You do?" Emily's eyes locked on Paige's.

"I do," Paige smiled.

"Bye Mom, thank you for visiting," Emily hugged Pam tight, "And thank you for helping choose all that stuff."

"Oh no problem sweet pea," Pam petted her daughters hair, "It was my pleasure and you?" Pam turned to Alison, "You take care of yourself honey."

Alison bit her lip and nodded, going for a hug but hesitating until Pam pulled her into a heart warming one, "I...I-please come back."

"Oh honey, don't worry, I'll be back before you know it and in the mean time Emmy will look after you won't she?"

Alison's teeth sunk into her plump bottom lip as she nodded, falling into Emily's side. The brunette slid her arm around the blondes still slim waist, giving her a squeeze.

"I'll look after your new favorite, Mom," Emily sent her Mom a cheeky grin.

"You'd better!" Pam laughed, closing the door behind her with a chuckle.

Emily turned to Alison, holding her a short distance away by the shoulders, "You okay?"

"I'm just..." Alison's face morphed back into her mask of indifference, "I'm going out."

Emily sighed, watching the blonde step away.