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Chapter Three:

Emily didn't know how she ended up with Alison last night. And, she especially didn't know how she was conned into breakfast with the two young ones.

Laken instantly seemed to like Emily, talking to her the entire time Alison made breakfast. Audrey, on the other hand, didn't seem to like Emily all that much. Alison was worried about that, because Audrey usually seemed to like people quickly. Alison shrugged it off, though, chalking it all up to what her daddy was putting her through.

Emily instantly fell into the morning chaos with the little DiLaurentis family. She helped Alison with the napkins, serving the drinks, and keeping the kids busy so they didn't mess too much with the food. Emily kept telling herself that she was doing all this because she wanted out of here quickly, but she also knew that was a lie.

Laken's voice kept up a constant stream, letting Emily know all about his favorite TV shows and favorite toys. Emily didn't mind the constant talk, though. She thought it was better that than if her and Alison were allowed to talk to each other considering earlier this morning in Alison's room.

Audrey sat there silently as she watched Emily mold herself into the little family. She watched her mommy keep glancing back at Laken and Emily with a small smile upon her face. She watched Emily talk about power rangers right up until breakfast was done. Audrey didn't know if she liked Emily being here or not.

As soon as Audrey and Laken ate enough food for their mommy's satisfaction, they were instantly walking into the living room. This left both Emily and Alison alone with each other for the first time in an hour.

Alison instantly went to cleaning up the kitchen, trying to avoid a long conversation with Emily over what they needed to discuss. However, Emily was stubborn. Emily was almost positive that she knew Alison better than almost anyone, and right this moment, Alison was avoiding her. Her hand instantly grabbed Alison's as she tried to pick up Emily's plate. Alison brought her eyes up to Emily's after a moment's hesitation.

"Em… we can't…" Alison murmured

"We have to talk, Alison," Emily replied hotly.

"I know, but not with my kids in the next room," Alison tried to protest.

"No time is better than the present."

Alison sighed. Emily stubbornness had obviously not worn off in the four years since they had last talked. "Can you at least give me five minutes to clean up my kitchen?" Emily nodded and went silent again.

Alison tried to make her cleaning process slower than normal, but she was mostly done anyways. And, just as she predicted, five short minutes passed and she was done. With a dish towel in her hand, she slowly turned around. "What do we need to talk about. Em?"

"You know full well what we have to discuss," Emily whispered harshly. Alison didn't reply, just looked expectantly back up at Emily.

Emily sighed. "We have to discuss why you thought it was okay to sleep with me while your kids were literally three doors down," Emily answered Alison's unspoken question.

Alison's eyes flashed. "For your information, my kids were with their father until probably five minutes before they woke us up. I wasn't planning on them meeting you for the first time after I had fucked you all night," Alison paused and then remarked, mostly to herself, "Well… not right after, anyways."

Emily flushed, and her mood instantly went from angry to playful. "So, you were planning on, as you so nicely put it, fucking me again?"

Alison felt her body heat up at the idea of her and Emily rolling around in her bedsheets again. Alison forced her voice to keep even as she replied, "Well… I wouldn't object to the idea…"

Emily instantly decided in that moment that she was still way too attracted to the gorgeous woman in front of her to discuss their maybe sexual relations in the near future. Especially when the gorgeous woman's two kids were less than twenty feet away, meaning they wouldn't be able to do anything anyways.

"We are getting off subject," Emily huffed.

"Sorry," Alison muttered.

All of the sudden, a sharp knock exploded into the sexually tensed atmosphere in the kitchen. Emily raised one eyebrow and sarcastically said, "Expecting someone?"

Alison pushed past Emily, not bothering to reply. She checked the peephole and sighed. Great, she thought, more drama. She unlocked the door and pulled it open.

There Elliott Rollins stood with disheveled brown hair and a sarcastic, half smile. His clothes hung loosely off his body as he tried to push his way into her house. He smelled faintly of cigarettes and alcohol, and Alison instantly knew she should be thankful Mona dropped the kids off early this morning.

"What do you want, Elliott?" Alison hissed at him.

"It's my day with the kids, Alison. I should get my day with the kids. You get them the rest of the week. I deserve a day," Elliott Rollins snottily replied.

"Yeah, well, maybe I would be more willing to let you see our kids if one of them didn't lock themselves in the bathroom every time she left your house."

Elliott shook his head. "You're lying. Audy loves her daddy. Maybe she locks herself in the bathroom to hide from you? It's not always my fault," his snotty voice filled the air.

Emily, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation between the two, gasped. How dare he say that Audrey didn't like her mom, Emily thought angrily. She instantly stepped behind Alison and wrapped her arms around the girl's waist. She felt the blonde tense before realizing who it was.

Emily looked at the drunk man for the first time. He looked like he was in his late twenty's. She could see no obvious resemblance of this man to his two beautiful children down the hall. Emily's voice was harsh when she spoke, "That was rude and uncalled for. I think you need to leave."

Elliott looked at Emily's arms around Alison's waist and then up at the brunette. He replied haltingly, "And what's it to you? Because, you look like no one important. Just the girl, my ex fucked last night. Between you and me, though, she wasn't a very good lay."

Emily's arms wrapped tighter around Alison's waist, trying to keep her from punching the man in the face. Emily decided in that moment that she did not like the father of Alison's kids at all. She smiled a sarcastic smile and then replied, "You may have just had the wrong equipment, hon."

Alison choked back a laugh as Elliott's face filled with disgust. He became hot headed really quickly, although. Something Alison had figured out by mistake in these past few years. She pushed Emily back, grabbed the door, and forced it close. She locked the door and then sagged against it. Dear god, the blonde thought, that could have gone better.

Emily reached one hand out for Alison's arm. Alison hesitated at first, then she allowed Emily to pull her into a hug. Alison sighed as she buried her head into Emily's neck and wrapped her arms around the brunette's neck. Emily's hand slid around Alison's waist, pulling her closer.

Alison knew this shouldn't be happening. That she shouldn't be allowing this girl back into her life after last time. Especially not with two kids less than fifteen feet away, but there had always been something about Emily that the blonde couldn't resist.

They stayed hugging in that hall for a long time. They just stood there, just enjoying each other's company, company they had each been deprived of for years.

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