Hey, guise, sorry, it took me so long to update. Busy day. I probably won't update tomorrow considering the new episode is coming out tomorrow. But there should be a new chapter by Thursday.

Chapter Four:

Emily had been in love with Alison since she first met her, the first day of sixth grade. Alison and Emily were put in the same homeroom class. With DiLaurentis and Fields so closely related in the alphabet, they were always paired together. They sat beside her each other at lunch and walked behind each other during bathroom breaks. The two girls became friends before the end of the first month back.

Alison and Emily were friends first, but slowly they gained other friends: Hanna Marin, Spencer Hastings, and Aria Montgomery. However, Alison and Emily always never lost their special bond and this continued to show through most of their high school career. Although, it is debatable that his may have been due to the huge crush Emily had and Alison secretly had.

At the beginning of the girls' sophomore year, Spencer had thrown a sleepover party in her family's barn. During this party, Alison went missing after the rest of the girls went to sleep. Unknown to the girls at the time, Alison had been hit on the head with a rock, buried alive, and saved. Alison fled the scene and didn't show back up in Rosewood for a year.

While Alison was missing, Emily and the girls spent a year searching for their friend. Then come the year anniversary of Alison's disappearance, Alison's "body" was found. Right afterwards, the girls started to be seriously stalked by an unknown sourced nicknamed –A. For a year and a half, the four girls were tormented, harassed, and stalked by a mysterious source.

This led Alison to come back many to protect them from –A. The first time Alison came back was when Hanna was ran over by –A. Then second time she did saved Emily from dying by carbon monoxide poisoning. Next, Alison came back again to get a note from Aria and keep her from drinking Aria's dad's girlfriend's sleeping medicine. Alison also came back to help Spencer figure out what happened at Radley. Lastly, Alison came back to save the girls from the fire that burned down Spencer's lodge.

This all came down to a boiling point when Alison came back from the "dead." She came out of hiding right after her mother was killed. After Spencer, Emily, Aria, and Hanna were kidnapped by –A, they seemed to have found the missing clue. Because of this, Alison and the girls began to search even harder for –A.

-A turned out to be Alison's transgender sister, Charlotte DiLaurentis. Charlotte was then committed to a mental asylum and she committed suicide shortly afterwards. Alison didn't understand why Charlotte committed suicide without ever trying to make it right with her family.

Alison, slowly, fell into a catatonic state because of the past few years' drama and turmoil. She didn't leave her room. She barely ate. She could hardly even sleep. However, Emily was the only one who could get Alison to be herself again. Slowly, Emily brought Alison back to everyone. However, something in the chemistry had changed between Alison and Emily. They were no longer "just friends," if they actually ever were.

Something about saving Alison, something about seeing Alison weak, lead Emily to admit her feelings. Alison, who had known all along of Emily's crush, had been stunned by Emily's courage. They had their first kiss since Alison had returned on Alison's France-themed-sheets. They had kissed and kissed until they both couldn't breathe. Alison had whispered that she loved her to Emily in between those kisses.

Emily soon became her girlfriend, and everything was perfect until four years ago. Four years ago when their fight tore them apart. Four years ago when Emily's feelings had destroyed the beautiful relationship they had both created. Four years ago when Emily walked away and tried to leave her first love and the love of her life behind.

Emily's thoughts were heavy as she walked down Alison's steps to leave. She couldn't stay in the house where she had hooked up with somebody that she had so desperately tried to forget. Laken had tried to use his big baby blue eyes' to make Emily stay, but somehow after seeing Alison's family, she couldn't. Seeing all the pictures on the walls of the DiLaurentis' life just drove home the point of what she missed.

Emily had missed Alison like crazy over the past four years, and now that she was presented with the opportunity to stay, Emily couldn't. Maybe it was the memories of what it used to be, maybe it was the scars still scarred into her skin from –A, she didn't know. All she knew was if she didn't walk out of that house with its beautiful family inside, she was going to implode.

She felt sick to her stomach over last night's events. Emily knew she shouldn't have ended up at Alison's. She knew coming back to Rosewood wouldn't be the best idea. It wasn't fair to Alison or Emily just to show back up in Alison's life. It especially wasn't fair to Alison, who now had to make decisions that were the best for her and her kids. Emily knew that, but she still couldn't get over her selfish reasons that led her down her front porch.

She was waiting on the cab when she looked down at her phone. Hanna had apparently called Emily three times and texted seven times since last night. Emily instantly knew she was in trouble, though. She usually calls back immediately, but this past week has broken every rule she made for herself.

Emily slide her phone screen to the left to call Hanna back and brought the iPhone up to her ear. Hanna answered on the third ring, "SO YOU ARE ALIVE!"

Emily choked back a laugh at Hanna's impolite greeting, "Hanna, you know someone would have told you by now if I had died."

"Not if they hid your body, Em," Hanna's quick reply came.

Emily smiled. She conceded though, "You're probably right. However, I am alive, so let's not talk about hiding my body. It's too early for that walk down memory lane."

Hanna yawned and mumbled her agreeance.

"So, what, little Miss. Hanna, was so important that you had to call me like twelve times in the past ten hours?" Emily questioned her as she waved the cab down.

Hanna instantly snapped to attention. "OH, THAT. I had almost forgotten about that. So guess who I spotted at the brew yesterday afternoon?"

Emily told the cab driver Hanna's address, and then answered the girl, "I'm assuming someone important enough for you to blow up my phone about."

Hanna breathed out a sigh of irritation, "Okay, smartass, let's try this again. Guess which two of are ex-friends that are still together and still best friends which the person who broke your heart?"

Emily was afraid to answer that, so she kept her mouth closed. Hanna, however, was going to must let Emily get away with not replying and continued, "We met them back in the eighth grade… They started dating probably the year before our friendship broke up… They are best friends with the blonde bombshell that cheated on you and got pregnant… Is this ringing any bells?"

Emily gritted her teeth and replied, "Yeah, something like that…"

"All right, good. Well Spence said that blondey had twin babies, a boy and a girl. Aren't you glad you didn't take her back to help her raise that disaster?"

Emily grounded her teeth together harder and forced out a "Mmhm."

"The kids looked basically like Ali Aria said. I hope that they don't get her attitude as well," Hanna muttered under her breath.

Emily didn't know why, but hearing Hanna talk about Alison in the same manner that Elliott had ticked Emily off. She knew she had to control it, though, otherwise, Hanna would try and say Alison and Emily were back together. Emily knew that wasn't true. She wouldn't allow it to be true. Not after the last time. Not again.

"Hey, Han," Emily said, "I'll be over at your apartment in three and I'm starving. Do you want to order a pizza or something?"

Emily knew distracting Hanna was a low tactic, but she also knew they were going to head down the wrong path if they didn't stop talking soon. Hanna jumped at the idea of food and immediately hung up to place an order.

Alison was confused. She thought her and Emily were okay. After their hug in the doorway, she thought Emily might stay, but no. Emily lunged at the first second out of her house. This almost broke Laken's heart, though. She had to bribe him with ice cream to get him to smile again.

Audrey, on the other hand, was ecstatic that Emily was gone. She hadn't left Alison's side since then. She crawled up into Alison's lap while on the couch, something Audrey only did when she was feeling upset. Audrey even walked to the bathroom with Alison. Alison was beginning to get concerned when she heard the door open.

Alison looked up from the couch to see Spencer and Aria walk in the door. The twins immediately ran to their godparents and greeted them. Alison smiled at her cute little family from the couch, feeling last night's no sleep and today's drama drain her even more.

Spencer and Aria exchanged looks when they noticed Alison was staring nowhere and everywhere all at once. Spencer jutted her head to the kids then upstairs to symbolize Aria should go put them down for a nap. Aria nodded and grabbed their little hands, leading them up the stair case.

Spencer sat down beside Alison and reached for her hand. "Long day, Ali?" Spencer said sympathetically.

Alison nodded and exhaustedly replied, "The kids were supposed to be with their dad until three or four today, but Mona decided that the kids were not worth her and Elliott's time and dropped them off early. To make it worse, Mona, also, sent a note home with Laken saying we were disinvited from the wedding, because me and Dr. Rollins relationship was not respectable. Then, to add fire to my never ending misery, probably forty-five minutes later Elliott shows up - drunk, might I add – trying to get the kids back. God, today has not been a very good day."

Spencer looked stunned. "You've dealt with all that and it's only eleven thirty? Geez, maybe they are right. Maybe being a mom makes you a superhuman. I hope when Aria pops, we don't go superhuman."

Alison amusedly smiles, "Come on, now, Spence. Ar, has a lot more months before you even begin to become sort of superhuman. But considering how much coffee you drink, I don't think you're that far from becoming a superhuman."

Spencer playfully bumps into Alison, "Don't be rude."

Aria came walking down the stairs and looked at her two favorite people laughing and smiled. She cupped her invisible baby bump and imagined what it would be like when she had her own little one to tuck into the sheets. She smiled as she sat down beside Spencer.

Aria broke the comfortable silence the three had formed by suddenly saying, "Oh my god, I had almost forgot. Ali, guess who we ran into yesterday at the brew?"

Alison looked at Aria and raised an eyebrow inquisitively, "Who?"

"Hanna Marin!" Aria said excitedly, "She came up to us and told us about her new business in downtown Philly. She even told us Emily was back."

Alison tried to keep her face neutral. She had mastered it back in high school, but now, she guessed, that her best friends actually did know everything, she couldn't hide anything.

Spencer looked at Alison's neutral face and asked her, "Why do I get this feeling that you already knew that?"

Alison contemplated lying for a second. She contemplated lying about what she did and didn't know, but she reasoned that Emily and her were both consenting adults so it was what it was. Alison took a deep breath and whispered, "Because, Emily may or may not have come to my house drunk last night."

Aria and Spencer exploded beside her. "SHE DID WHAT?"

"Why are we just now hearing about this? This should have been told to us last night!"

Alison's face flushed as she whispered again, "She, uhh, didn't leave until this morning…"

Alison watched as the two girls beside her blew up again. She sighed as she thought that today was going to be long.

Emily was dancing the night away after Hanna had convinced her to go to a party down at Hollis, again. Emily thought she would hate it, but the brown liquid she was drinking was making her body fall into autopilot. She had people pressed into either side of her. Her hands were in the air, and the music was pumping her blood.

On the outside, Emily looked like any carefree twenty-year-old, but on the inside, Emily was freaking out. She couldn't believe she had slept with Alison. She couldn't believe she didn't even mention to Hanna she had saw Alison. But, mostly, what she couldn't believe was that she had allowed herself to get that drunk - so drunk that she allowed herself to believe that her and Alison may have had a future together.

Emily knew she was pressing the line between a good night and a night she wouldn't remember, but Emily couldn't get Alison out of her head. She grabbed a red cup and tilted her head and the cup back. She was pushing the liquid from the cup down her throat when her phone went off.

She hit declined and was about to go back to dancing when she saw a blonde. In that split second, she thought it was Alison. Emily felt herself instantly walking towards her, trying to get to the mysterious blonde. She knew she should stop. She knew it didn't concern her either way. But god, there was a tugging in her gut urging her to go to her.

Before Emily knew it, she was out the door. Emily felt as if she had no control over her body. She didn't remember making this command to leave, but here she was tapping the app to get an uber.

Within fifteen minutes, a car was pulling up. Emily got into it and began to give directions. She had no honest idea where she was going, but apparently, her voice did. It told the man driving to go this way and that and before she knew it, she was dropped off at this crème colored house.

Emily sighed, figuring it must be important if she led herself to the house. She walked up the eerily familiar steps and knocked twice. She heard a thud and what sounded like a crash before the door was pulled open by a three-year-old blonde girl in Dora-the-Explorer sleep pajamas. She was looking up at Emily expectantly, and Emily was wracking her brain, trying to remember where this girl was from.

Just when she was connecting the dots, she heard her voice drift down the hall. The same voice that haunted her dreams was less than eight feet away from her. Emily slowly began to turn around when the same angelic voice gasped out, "Emily…?"

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