Emison Date Night. Ali Gets Jealous.

Ali felt the butterflies in her stomach the minute she woke up that morning. "Today's the day," she thought to herself as she checked her suitcase to make sure she had everything for the 800th time. In a few hours she would be boarding a flight to California, and she couldn't be more excited.

It took months of headaches and planning, but Ali had finally managed to get everything sorted out so she could spend her Thanksgiving break out in California with Emily at Pepperdine. Emily's family was already planning on flying out and spending the weekend there with her anyway, so it really just made the most sense for Ali to accept their invitation to join. And no one had to ask her twice to go see her girlfriend.

After a few short hours, she was running to baggage claim as fast as her feet, and the weight of her carryon, would allow her. The sooner she got her bags, the sooner she could find the car that would be waiting for her outside the airport, and the sooner she'd be able to run into Emily's awaiting arms.

Emily insisted on going herself to pick up Ali from the airport, but Emily had a midterm that morning and there was no way Ali was going to let Emily focus on anything except that. She knew that soon enough she'd be there and they'd have the whole day to spend together before Emily's parents got in the following day.

Ali had spent the better part of a month planning for this night, it'd be their first time seeing each other since Emily left in late August, and Ali was pulling out all the stops. She'd made reservations, which were nearly impossible to get, at this new French restaurant near Emily's school, she'd packed her favorite black dress that was also Emily's favorite, and she knew that all of Emily's roommates already left so they'd have Emily's room all to themselves. This night was going to be perfect. And Emily and Ali couldn't wait.

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Sitting across from each other, candlelight creating the mood, the night was already perfect. After a much needed reunion, they'd finally peeled themselves off of each other and made it to the restaurant. They were supposed to be figuring out what to order, but Emily couldn't focus on anything except for the stunning blonde that was sitting in front of her and how, after all their time together, Emily still didn't think Alison was real.

"Have you ladies figured out what you want to order?" They heard come from behind them. A tall, lanky redhead was walked up to their table with a pad in hand to take their order.

Ali ordered her meal and two more glasses of wine for them before turning to hand her menu to the waitress. The waitress wrote quickly and turned towards Emily, a smile spreading out on her face, a smile that Ali recognized all too well on someone, "And what'll you have, gorgeous?"

Ali immediately perked up, did someone else really just call her girlfriend pretty? "I don't think so," Alison thought to herself.

Emily started to blush, "I'll have what she's having."

The waitress took Emily's menu and left to put in their order. Emily turned her attention back to Ali, only to find her already staring intensely at her.

"What?" Emily asked.

"Nothing," Ali responded, and reached for Emily's hand. This was their night and she was gonna try her damnedest to not let something like this bother her. She was used to people flirting with Emily, it happened all the time. I mean look at her, she's perfect. But Ali couldn't help the part of her that usually wanted to rip the head off of whoever was daring to make a pass at her girlfriend.

Moments later, their food arrived. They made small conversation as they ate, talking about Emily's midterms, Ali filling Emily in on all the latest gossip in Rosewood, but mostly just enjoying being in each other's company. Something they haven't been able to have in so long.

Just as they were finishing up their deserts, the redheaded waitress came over to clear their plates.

"Can I get you ladies anything else?" she turned towards Emily, "I surely can't let a beautiful girl like you go home hungry."

Ali was dumbfounded. Was this girl really flirting with her girlfriend? Ali started making a mental list of all the ways she was gonna put this girls head through a wall.

Emily felt herself blush again. She quickly glanced over at Ali, who was staring so heatedly at the girl it was like she was trying to burn a whole in her head. Well, it's Ali, that's probably not far fetched.

Time for them to go.

"No, I think the check is just fine. Thanks."

"Sure thing, cutie." the waitress said, as brushed her hand up against Emily's as she left.

"Ali," Emily said carefully, practically feeling Ali's blood boil from across the table.

"I will end her."

"She's probably just trying to get a really good tip out of us. Babe, please, relax. This is supposed to be our night, don't let some waitress that we'll probably never see again ruin it."

Just as Emily was finishing her statement, the waitress swiftly left the check on the table, tossing a wink at Emily over her shoulder.

Ali felt tears spring to her eyes as she read the little note written on the back of their check. "Yeah,"

Ali said, turning to grab her purse, "definitely just a tip."

Before Emily could grab her, Ali was already out of sight, Emily quickly read the little note of, "If you ever wanna ditch the blonde, call me 065-8839."

Emily huffed and grabbed a pen, wrote out a not-so-nice little note of her own and threw money on the table before running after her girlfriend. But when Emily walked out of the restaurant, Ali was nowhere to be found.

Inside the restaurant, Ali was hunting down the girl who made a pass at her girlfriend. She felt her blood boiling, and she swore her head was going to explode. She slowly felt a familiar feeling of utter demise course through her veins. Before thinking better of herself, she barged into the kitchen at the back of the restaurant and soon her vision was filled with red hair and a smile that only could be described as someone who thought they'd just had a huge victory. This girl was in for a rude awakening.

"Yeah, I think that girl totally liked me, she was staring at me all night. I'm sure I'll be getting a call in about an hour," the girl bragged to her nearby friends.

"Then you better prepare yourself for a real disappointment," Ali spoke up from behind the girl.

The waitress spun around on her heels so fast she almost knocked into a nearby waiter on his way out.

Ali looked the girl up and down, "But I get the feeling you're already used to that."

"You're not supposed to be back here," the girl spit out.

"Yeah, see, I don't care. But what I do care about is the fact that you're obviously desperate enough to be practically throwing yourself at someone who is clearly already taken. That really has a lot to say about what you're love life must be like. That must be so embarrassing for you. I almost feel bad."

"Well, you'll be feeling really bad when your girlfriend is in my bed tonight."

Ali laughed out loud, "Is that really all you could come up with? Well, I really shouldn't be shocked. By your not so sly come ons you're clearly not one for creativity. Now I'm going to tell you this only once," Ali said, taking a step closer to the girl, "you try a little stunt like that again, and I swear you won't live to see another day." Ali let out a chuckle, "You may not know me, but where I'm from, I'm pretty notorious for putting people in their place. You ever come at my girlfriend again, and I promise, I will end you.

"Promises, promises," the girl bit back.

Ali spun on her heals and left the kitchen, she quickly turned back and blew a kiss over her shoulder. She quickly walked out of the restaurant, making sure to grab a business card on her way out and grab her phone from her purse.

This was how Emily found her a few minutes later, she finally caught her breath. She slowly made her way over to Alison, she knew to proceed with caution in situations like this.

Ali hung up her phone and shoved it back in her purse, too upset to look into Emily's eyes.

Emily wrapped her arms around Ali's waist and felt Ali relax against her. Ali felt tears spring to her eyes again and tried to pull away, but Emily only tightened her grip on her girlfriend.

"Talk to me," Emily said.

"I don't have anything to say," Ali said, moving to wipe at her eyes.

"Now I know that's not true," Emily said, trying her hardest to get Alison to even crack a smile.

"Does this happen a lot when I'm not here? Girls flirting with you, giving you their number at restaurants? I bet there's a ton," Ali said, finally tearing herself from Emily's grasp.

"No, there aren't. This isn't a thing that happens, Ali. Maybe once or twice but it's not like people don't flirt with you all the time when we're out."

Emily took a deep breath and took a step closer to Ali, wrapping her arms around Ali once again.

"I may have gone a little crazy on her," Ali said in a voice so quiet Emily wasn't even sure Ali had

spoken at all.

"How crazy?" Emily asked, eying her girlfriend. Alison quickly averted her eyes and Emily knew she already had her answer, "You went all Ali D. on her didn't you?"

"I just hate it. Things like this, people wanting to date you. And I hate even more that I can't be here every single time to set them straight. And I know I sound insane and like a child and it's not fair of me but-"

"No," Emily interrupted, "I get it. You honestly don't think that it doesn't drive me insane when there are at least 10 guys staring at you the second we walk in anywhere. Or when guys come up to you and want to buy you a drink? I wanna kill all of them. But none of it matters because I know that no matter what, it's you and me. And I also know that I love you, so much. So much that it doesn't matter if there's a million people staring at you because you're mine. And I'm yours, always. I love you more than I know how to comprehend. Ali, I promise you that my heart beats for you and only you. You are my future and I wanna marry you one day."

Ali's eyes immediately shot up towards Emily's, she's never said anything like this to Ali before, "What?"

"I want to marry you one day. I want to go places and I want to introduce you as my wife. I want to you to have the most beautiful wedding rings that you've ever seen and I never want to see you take them off. I want us to buy a house with a huge backyard, preferably with a pool for obvious reasons."

Ali giggled and shoved the hair from Emily's eyes.

Emily continued, "I want us to have 10 kids, little us's running around, and I want them to grow up in the most loving home with the most loving and supportive parents, where they never have to be scared of who they are or what they feel. I want us to be so in love that even when they're adults they'll still get grossed out. I want us to be that couple that everyone wishes they could be. I want us to grow old together. And I want to love you for the rest of my life."

Ali felt tears running down her cheeks, and only after Emily finished, did Ali realize she was crying too. She moved to wipe away the tears on Emily's cheeks, "If you asked me to marry you right now, I would say yes."

Emily broke out into a smile, tearing herself away to dig for something in her purse.

"Funny you say that. I was going to wait until Christmas to give this to you, but I think now's as good a time as any," Emily said, as she pulled out a little black box and handed it to Alison. Ali opened the box to find a diamond ring inside, it was a princess cut diamond with little diamonds incrusting it all around. Ali was breathless and she felt tears springing to her eyes once again. She carefully took it out and looked at the engraving on the inside of the band, "You're my happy ending."

"This," Emily said, taking the ring from Ali's fingers and placing it on her left ring finger, "is a promise to you. We have been together for so long, but I have loved you for as long as I can remember. And I know we may be a little young, but you have always been the person that I have wanted to spend my life with and I've known that since the first time I kissed you. This is a promise that I am forever yours, and that I will always love you. So, Alison Lauren DiLaurentis, how about forever?"

Ali quickly reached for Emily, their lips crashing together as the world became a blur around them.

They only pulled away when they were both dizzy and breathless.

"Yes," Ali whispered, "a million times yes."

Emily pulled Alison to her again and they stayed in this moment for a little longer, but both eventually decided that they should take the night back to Emily's dorm.

"So wait," Emily asked as they started the walk back to campus, "who were you on the phone with when you came out?"

"Oh, that," Ali said, wrapping her arm tighter around Emily's waist, "I was on the phone with the owner. She'll be getting fired tomorrow."

Emily burst out laughing and pressed a sweet kiss to Ali's lips, "I love you."

"I know," Ali said, turning her gaze to look at her the ring on her left hand. A promise of a forever with the love of her life? She couldn't wait.