Alison awoke with the rising sun, close to seven AM. She was wrapped in Emily's warmth, her arm snuggly wrapped around Emily's stomach. She looked down at where her arm was placed, and moved it slightly. By moving her arm, Alison saw dark red marks on Emily's stomach in various places. Alison had gotten a little carried away the previous night, but she couldn't help it. This was Emily, the godly woman who returned home from war in her physical prime. She was surprised that Emily was able to stay relatively quiet, and she traced the marks on Emily's stomach with her finger.

She heard a slight grunt, and looked up to see Emily frowning slightly. She was still asleep, but lightly brushing a finger on her abdomen was probably ticklish. Emily was very ticklish. After Alison stopped, Emily's face relaxed and she let out a deep breath as she continued to sleep. Her protective arms squeezed Alison a little tighter, as Alison shifted to get closer to Emily.

The same hand that was brushing Emily's stomach moved to her cheek, and traced a finger along her jawbone lightly. She was always first to wake up after a night of love with Emily, and she was glad it was that way. She could admire Emily without the embarrassment of just staring at her while she was awake. Emily's face was extremely well structured, and Alison silently thanked Emily's parents for gifting Alison with such an amazing person.

It was also times like this where she doubted her marriage, why couldn't she just do it? Why couldn't she leave her husband for Emily, the woman she had always carried a torch for? It was true, Emily was always the one Alison never got over. That one person you waited for, but it never worked out. Until now, now Emily was lying naked beneath her, and now Emily finally had Alison's name on her lips. Emily was Alison's, but she wasn't hers at the same time.

From the very beginning, it was Emily who stayed in Alison's thoughts. There were other people in her life, those she had felt romantically for. Her husband, her flames in high school, that one girl in college who looked A LOT like Emily. But there was always Emily, the one in her dreams and the one that she used to relate songs to in high school.

She can still remember the day, when Emily walked in her life wearing black converse, overalls, and a black t-shirt. She was new to the school, and every first grader was talking about the arrival of 'the new girl named Emily from Virginia.' Ali didn't think much of it, she already had four best friends. She didn't need anymore. What more could a six year old want? Noel was enough for her as well, but he kept asking her to be his girlfriend. Gross!

So, the crisp October day that the newest student was coming to class didn't even cross her mind until the teacher announced her to the class. Alison was doing her morning math, and she was already very good at it. 45 - 13 = 32….60 + 50 = 110…

"Okay class, like I said today we are welcoming a new student to our class! She's here all the way from Virginia Beach," Mrs. West said, her voice enthusiastic. It wasn't everyday that a new family moved into the quiet town of Rosewood, which was tucked away on the outskirts of Philadelphia.

Alison didn't pay Mrs. West any mind, she wanted to finish her math before anyone else. She wanted to prove to Noel that she wasn't stupid, because he had said his friend Trevor told him that all blondes were stupid.

"This is Emily Fields, and she'll be part of our little posse for the rest of the first grade!" Mrs. West said. "Emily, you can sit at that empty desk right there. I already made you a nametag, and you can put your backpack under your desk. You'll be sitting next to Hanna and Daniel."

Alison continued her math, as she heard the new girl move along the desk and sit down. She occupied the empty desk diagonal from Alison. One row forward and to the left one. She heard Hanna Marin introduce herself, Alison wasn't friends with her. She was a little weird, and laughed the loudest in the class. The new girl introduced herself too, saying her dad was in the military and had been relocated to Rosewood.

It wasn't until Ali had completed her math that she looked up from her paper. Mrs. West had given the new girl a math paper, and all Ali could see was her back. Her feet didn't touch the floor, like everyone else in the class. She swung them absentmindedly as she did her work. She had long flowing dark brown hair, that almost looked black. It fell down her back and ended two inches below her shoulder blades. She had pretty hair, Alison would give her that.

Just as she was about to show Noel the fact she had gotten all of the math questions right and before he finished, Spencer spoke up to talk to the new girl. Spencer was Alison's friend, and sat next to Alison on the left. Spencer was clearly trying to be friends with this new girl, who turned around in her desk to look at Spencer.

Ali caught a full on view of the girl, and sucked in a breath. She was pretty, really pretty. Alison instantly felt jealous, she knew this girl would grow up to be one of those girls who everyone would watch in the hallways. Someone Ali herself was hoping to become.

Long eyelashes surrounded dark brown eyes, and she looked shy. She had the nervous look on her face that Ali immediately noticed. Her skin was still tan from the summer, and the flower earrings in her ears let Alison know that she had just recently gotten her ears pierced.

What was her name? Emily? What a fitting name, as another feeling quickly flared in her stomach. It wasn't jealousy now, and it would take Alison four more years to finally figure out what she was feeling in her stomach as she laid eyes upon Emily Fields. She had an urge to impress Emily, to make her notice Alison.

"Look Noel, I told you I could do math," Alison said, a little more loudly than usual. "No more dumb blonde jokes from you."

She looked back in Emily's direction, and noticed Emily looking at her. Her brown eyes searched Alison's blue, as blue and brown met for the first time. It would be the first of many. The first of many glances that they would share over the next eleven years. The lingering smiles, the glances during class. Little did either know that in seventeen years, they would kissing the other like their life depended on it, and sharing far more intimate moments that they had ever shared with anyone else. But then and there, it was a glance. And then a smile from Alison, which was quickly returned by Emily, a look of relief on her face.

"I'm Ali," Ali said.

"I'm Emily," Emily replied.

And that was it.

It wasn't until gym when they were picking teams for medical knockout that she had a chance to get attention from Emily. The gym teacher was splitting them up, and Ali slowly moved toward Emily. Emily noticed she was inching towards her, but didn't say anything as she got closer.

When Coach Kidd was about to split them up, Alison clutched Emily's arm.

"She's new to the school today, I want her to be on my team," Ali said, putting on her DiLaurentis charm that she didn't know she was capable of until a few years later.

The coach shrugged and put them on the same time, and proceeded to put Noel on the other team. Alison beamed widely as she and Emily ran over to their team which was huddling on one side of the gym.

In the end, Alison had been chosen to be the "medic" in the game. The game was similar to classic dodgeball. When a player got hit with a ball by the other team, they would just sit down. The medic would run around and 'cure' the team members, while avoiding the the balls from the other team who were trying to get the medic out. Alison didn't like being the medic, but Emily volunteered to be her protector the second Ali was placed as medic.

Ali smiled at Emily, happy that Emily was going to protect her from the other team trying to get her out. When the game started, Emily stood in front of her and shielded her with her body as Alison moved about the gym to cure her teammates. She always kept a hand on Emily's back, so that she could instantly cure Emily if she got hit with a ball. That, and she liked the secure feeling that Emily made her feel.

Little did she know that it wouldn't be the only time that Emily would make her feel safe. Or that that feeling she felt when with Emily would soon grow into something most people called love.

Alison smiled slightly, remembering the first time she had met Emily. It was crazy to think how Emily would be in her life all these years later, and that Ali would be lucky enough to wake up in her arms. With her eyes still transfixed on Emily's relaxed face, she leaned forward and placed a kiss on Emily's pulse point beneath her jaw. She felt Emily's heartbeat on her lips, and slowly pulled away.

"That tickles," Emily whispered, letting out a breathy laugh.

Alison was startled, and didn't realize that Emily was actually awake. Her eyes widened, as she pulled away from Emily's skin. Emily was looking down at her with sleepy eyes, barely open as she fought off slipping back to sleep. Without another word, Emily leaned down and kissed Ali. Her lips ghosted Ali's, gentle and slow as she cupped her cheek. Alison melted into it, her stomach turning with the barely there kisses they shared.

Emily broke the kiss and stared into Ali's eyes, reminding Ali of the first time that brown met blue back in first grade.

"Good morning," Ali said, smiling as she lightly bit Emily's bottom lip.

"Are you going to leave me?" Emily mumbled, nuzzling her head into Ali's bare shoulder.

"I've already been out for too long," Alison sighed. "He'll wonder where I am."

Emily sighed, and let Alison free of her hold. Alison moved and sat up, Emily's sheets falling down her body. She knew Emily was upset with her leaving again, yet she felt a warm hand on her lower back. Yes Emily was mad and disappointed, she didn't have to verbalize it. But, she still cared, and the soothing hand on Ali's lower back told all. Her thumb grazed Ali's spine which slightly stuck out of her skin. Her hand remained there, until Ali moved to find her clothes...well she didn't have much.

"You can't go outside looking like that, take some of mine," Emily said, automatically getting up to pull things from her closet.

She didn't look Alison in the eyes as she handed her a purple color run t-shirt and gray athletic shorts. Alison thanked her, and watched as Emily mumbled a "no problem" and slid back beneath the sheets. Alison stared at her back longingly, wanting nothing more than to slid back in the sheets as well.

She forced herself to dress, and put on Emily's clothes. She loved Emily's smell, more than any other smell in the world. She turned to Emily, and nudged her gently.

"Hey," Alison whispered.

Emily turned, and faced Ali. Alison caught a full view of Emily's chest, and forced herself to look at Emily's face.

"Yeah?" Emily asked.

The words caught in her throat, she knew she shouldn't say them, so she resisted. Instead, her mind raced to the next thing on her mind.

"One day, this will be different," Alison said.

"Different? Meaning there won't be any of this at all," Emily said.

"No, meaning there will be no more sneaking away. Just me and you," Alison said, stroking the hair out of her face.

"When?" Emily asked.

"I don't know, but it will be," Ali sighed. "Trust me."


The beginning of March meant March Madness, meaning Toby and Spencer were having a party. The basketball game was on in their living room and they had asked Emily to bring Hailey since Toby and Spencer had set them up. The party started at eight PM, but Emily and Hailey were running late. It was her parents' fault really, who wanted to meet Hailey. Emily didn't really care, and Hailey and her father were soon talking about the Super Bowl.

As they talked, Emily went to take her medication so that she wouldn't have to worry about it later that night. In the kitchen, her mom approached her and whispered, "She's very pretty! Are you together?"

Emily gulped down the pills with the water, and put the glass down. "Mom stop," she pleaded. "Don't say anything."

"I know! I'm sorry, I'm just happy you're finding someone in a time like this," Pam said, fixing Emily's jean jacket collar.

"We're just friends for right now mom," Emily said. "Friends before anything else."

"Alright, alright," Pam sighed. "I just want what's best for my favorite daughter."

"I'm your only daughter," Emily pointed out.

When Hailey and Emily arrived at Spencer and Toby's, they found a bit of difficulty in finding a parking spot. The street was filled with cars, parked in the driveway and on the street. Hailey parked a few houses down, and joked with Emily as they got to the front door.

The house was filled with chattering adults, the sound of the TV, and occasional cheering. Emily let Hailey in first, and looked around the front hallway of the house for anyone she knew. She spotted Spencer off the bat, who was pouring guacamole from a container into a dish.

"Spence!" Emily called, causing Spencer to look over.

"Em! Hailey! You made it!" Spencer said, closing the lid of the store bought guacamole. She hurried over to the pair and hugged each of them. "Toby's probably in the living room. There's food and alcoholic beverages in the dining room and everyone's basically congregating in the living room."

"Red wine?" Hailey asked, giving Spencer an expecting look.

"Of course, I knew you were coming after all," Spencer said, "And what Hasting's household doesn't have red wine."

"Very true, we'll see you in there," Hailey said, reaching to lace her fingers with Emily's.

Hailey tugged Emily along and into their dining room, and poured herself a fairly large glass of red wine.

"I hope you're not planning on getting wine drunk tonight," Emily said. "I don't need a reason to die tonight."

"Don't worry, I have a high tolerance," Hailey said, reaching for Emily's hand again. "Now let's go watch some basketball."

Just as they were about to leave, Alison entered the dining room, her husband behind her. She and Emily hadn't seen each other since Valentine's Day, but exchanged texts frequently throughout the day. Alison seemed a bit caught off guard, and immediately looked at she and Hailey's hands.

"Emily! I wondered if I would be seeing you here," Elliot spoke up, stepping forward to hug Emily tightly. "Who's this that you brought?"

"Oh, this is Hailey," Emily said, feeling a little awkward as she felt Alison's expressionless eyes on her. "She's...uh, we met through Toby and Spencer."

"I didn't realize you had a girlfriend!" Rollins said, causing Alison to frown next to him. "I'm Elliot Rollins, but you can call me Rollins. This is my wife Alison, it's nice to meet you Hailey."

"And you! Are you keeping up with March Madness?" Hailey asked.

"Somewhat, I'm more of a football fan myself. Diehard Eagles fan," Rollins smiled.

As Hailey and Rollins exchanged polite conversation, Emily glanced at Alison who was staring at Hailey. Her eyes were narrowed slightly, as if she was sizing up Hailey. Emily stood there awkwardly, waiting for the conversation to die down.

"Well, it was nice meeting you Hailey. I'm sure we'll see you in the living room," Elliot said. "I just needed another drink."

"Yes, such a pleasure," Ali spoke up. "I'm sure you'll see how amazing Emily is, in more ways than just her personality."

Emily's eyes widened, and snapped to Alison. She was smirking and moved away from the couple, heading towards the red wine which Hailey had just poured.

Emily entered the very large living room with Hailey in toe behind her. Barely any eyes turned to them, since most were trained on the last few minutes of the game. Emily spotted Hanna and Caleb amongst the people, Hanna talking to another girl on the side. She was one of those who wasn't really paying any attention to the game.

She quickly approached Hanna and wrapped her arms around her upper body. Hanna squealed, but soon realized who was hugging her.

"Emily!" Hanna said, standing up to hug her properly. "It's been too long!"

"I know! I'm almost done planning your bachelorette party by the way. It look likes the day will be late March so get ready," Emily said.

"I'm so excited! Whatever you planned will be great," Hanna said. "Who's your friend?"

"Oh, this is Hailey," Emily said. "She went to the Super Bowl with us."

"Got it! Well Hailey, I'm Hanna. Emily's best friend since first grade, so if you have any sort of beef with her just know that I'll be knocking on your door," Hanna said.

"No worries, I'll keep that in mind. I don't really like drama anyway," Hailey smiled, and sipped her wine.

Hanna offered them a spot on the couch that she was sitting on, and Emily sat next to Hailey on her left, with Hanna on Hailey's right. Emily felt a buzz her in pocket, and the audible text message tone sounded off over the room full of people. It was Alison's special text message tone, a sound that only emitted from her phone when Alison texted her.

She ignored it, not wanting to be rude. Whatever Alison sent her could wait, and she tried to get back into the conversation. It wasn't until a few minutes later when the same sound emitted from her phone, as she received another text from Alison.

Her phone had two notifications from Ali, as she expected. She unlocked her phone to look at them, and was shocked at what she saw.

Alison: Having a good time?

Alison: Forget about me already?

What did she mean? Typing a quick response, Emily looked around the living room. She noticed Alison sitting on armchair, her legs pulled to her chest as she scrolled on her phone.

Emily: Of course not, don't say that.

She watched Alison read the notification, her mouth opening slightly in annoyance. She knew Alison was getting annoyed when she did that. She received another text, this one more fuming and using slightly vulgar language.

Emily didn't respond this time, but she let Alison knew she read it. She wasn't having sex with Hailey, but why did it matter to Alison? She and Alison weren't dating, and it wasn't Emily that Alison went home to everyday. It was Rollins, not Emily. She was being a bit hypocritical right now.

Ignoring Alison seemed to be the wrong decision, and Emily soon felt four more consecutive messages come through. Alison was convinced they were having sex, and sent her a few texts describing what about her body that Emily would be missing. Emily gulped dryly, her eyes flashing to Ali.

Emily wanted to roll her eyes, they weren't having sex! But I guess Alison didn't know that, and she was under the assumption that she and Hailey were dating. They sort of her, but it wasn't official. She could tell that Hailey wanted it to be though.

Emily: We'll talk about this later.

She didn't get any more texts from Alison for the rest of the night, which she was glad about since Alison had quickly gotten her frustrated. That was probably her goal, but she didn't want Alison knowing especially.

At around ten, Emily wanted to leave the party. She could feel Alison shooting daggers, especially when Hailey would touch Emily's leg or bump into her. It was nice to have someone want to be with her, and not make it hush hush and behind the scenes. Yet, she couldn't stop thinking about the fact Alison was fuming at her.

The drive home with Hailey was relatively quiet, but in a good way. They listened to soft jazz on her radio, and Hailey spoke up when they were nearing Emily's house.

"Was that the Alison?" Hailey asked.

"What do you mean?" Emily asked.

"Your first kiss, your first Valentine," Hailey said.

"Oh, yeah...she's quite something," Emily said.

"Yeah, she's really hot. Go you," Hailey laughed.

"I know," Emily said.

"Unfortunate that she's married, you missed out," Hailey said.

"Yeah I know," Emily said.

The car ride returned to silence, and it was a bit more uncomfortable than the previous silence. Hailey tapped her fingers on the steering wheel, and continued to do so until they pulled into Emily's driveway.

"Hey, it's a long ride home to your house. Just stay here tonight and you can drive back tomorrow," Emily said.

"Are you sure?" Hailey asked. "Your parents won't mind?"

"I don't think so, and it doesn't matter. I can have guests over if I want," Emily said. "Come on."

Hailey allowed herself to be guided by Emily into her house. She shushed Hailey, whose feet were noisy as they climbed the stairs to her room. She flickered on the light to her room and pulled Hailey in and closed the door behind her.

"Wow, nice room," Hailey said, looking around.

"It's basically a timestamp from five years ago, I never spent much time in here when I was in the army," Emily said. "Do you need pajamas?"

"Yeah, that would be preferable," Hailey said. "Leather pants are not usually comfortable to wear to bed."

"Right," Emily said, throwing cloth shorts and a tank top at Hailey, and grabbed a pair for herself.

Both girls stripped from their clothing and pulled on the pajamas, before crawling into Emily's bed. It was a cool night, so both girls were fairly cold. Emily tried to push aside the fact that she had practically destroyed Alison in the same bed a few weeks prior, and was glad her sheets had been through the wash.

They talked quietly, whispering in order to not wake up the rest of the house. Emily talked about her cousin Olivia, and how Alison's husband was the father. Hailey said it reminded her a bit of a reality TV show, and Emily had to agree on that.

They soon fell silent, and just looked at each other. Then, Hailey was kissing her. Emily was caught off guard, this was the only other person she had kissed besides Alison in the past five years. She hadn't even pursued anyone in the army either, afraid they would be gone the next day.

She kissed back nonetheless, she did feel something for Hailey afterall. It wasn't nearly as intense as what she felt for Alison, but there was something very attractive about Hailey. Hailey was a different kisser than Alison, her kisses went at a faster pace and didn't linger like Alison's. Emily could feel the breath being sucked from her lungs, she was good that was for sure.

They continued kissing, and Hailey made a move for Emily's cloth shorts. Her hand wrapped around the waistband, and Emily stopped.

"Are you okay?" Hailey asked, breaking the kiss. She was panting heavily, and her eyes were hungry in the moonlight.

"I can't do this," Emily said. And she couldn't. Even though Alison was not hers and vise versa, she couldn't bring herself to go through with having sex with someone else. She knew Alison would be mad if she did, but that wasn't it either. It was that Emily felt deeply connected to Alison, she only wanted Alison.

"Why? What's wrong?" Hailey asked, her eyes widening with worry.

"I'm so sorry, but there's someone else," Emily admitted, sitting up.

"Someone else?" Hailey asked.

"I've been seeing someone else, nothing official. But, it doesn't feel right doing this when," Emily said.

Hailey was silent for a moment, "Is it Alison?"

"What?"

"The girl you're seeing, it's Alison right?"

"How did you-?"

"I saw the way you look at each other at the party. It was pretty clear she wasn't just your first kiss," Hailey said.

"Well yes, it's Alison. She's married, but we've been having sex since December," Emily sighed.

"Do you love her?" Hailey asked.

"I think I do, which is stupid," Emily said.

"It's not stupid, I totally get it," Hailey said. "And I can tell she feels the same for you too."

"Really?"

"If she hasn't already said it. But that's fine, I get it," Hailey said. "I knew it was too good to be true."

"I'm so sorry Hailey," Emily said. "I really wish I could be with you like that."

"Really, don't worry about it. We'll just sleep, I'm exhausted anyway," Hailey said.

And with that, Hailey went to sleep. Emily stared at her form for a moment, did that just happen? She sighed and laid down as well, hoping she had made the right decision. She had a gut feeling, but she knew she was in love with Alison. She had felt the same feeling in high school, though not as strong. But this time it was coming back, more powerful than before. And she wasn't sure if she would make it out unharmed this time.


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