Let me preface by saying, Emily is a med school student in Los Angles, California. Hanna just recently moved back from New York and is opening her own shop in Downtown Philadelphia. Alison is a registered nurse. Spencer and Mona are both law students at Pennsylvania. Aria is a kindergarten teacher in Rosewood.

When Emily hooked up with Alison, she had been staying with her parents for about two weeks. Alison had not talked to Emily and Hanna for four years, so she doesn't know where either of them live or anything. Alison got pregnant in her junior year of college, so her last two years were spread and turned into four, so she could raise her children.

Spencer and Aria are engaged, and Aria is two months pregnant. Hanna probably will be with Caleb later on, but as of right now, I'm not sure where I'm going to go with her.

You'll find out in the next couple of chapters why Alison was making Emily leave that night. It'll be interesting to see how you guise will react to this change of events. You'll also find out why Alison is a RN, but I figured it was something none of us had seen before, so. I'm sorry if I get the clinical stuff wrong, I'm working on basic knowledge learned from my cousin who is in school for becoming a RN.

This chapter is set a month forward after the last chapter. Emily is back in LA. Alison is pretending nothing ever happened.

Chapter Six:

Alison's mind was swarming; she couldn't believe she had allowed the kids to attend. They shouldn't have gone. It was just begging for trouble. She knew this, but when Elliott had shown up and pleaded with her to have the kids for a few hours for the wedding, she knew she couldn't refuse. She had no residual feelings for him, but she knew if he didn't get his way, it would be ten times worse.

So Alison had let him and now she was regretting everything. She knew she had sole custody of the kids, so she knew the new predicament she was in was bound to create anger from Elliott. So she was going to tell him after the wedding about this new thing, if he'd ever show up with her kids.

Just as her fingers were hesitating over the button to dial 911, Alison heard a sharp knock. She looked out the peep hole and sighed with relief as she saw her beautiful little kids. She opened the door to have her kids rush in to get away from their dad and Elliott standing there with his ridiculous grin.

Alison saw her kids shying away from the door, so she told them to go on to their bedrooms and wait for them up there. Elliott spoke in a pleased with himself tone, "Hello, Ali."

Alison slowly walked to the front porch and closed the door behind her. She sat on one of the chairs outside and Elliott followed suit. In a voice that was close to regret, Alison spoke, "So, Elliott, I have some news."

He tilted his head to the sid'e and answered, "Good or bad?"

Alison pursed her lips, "Both. Good for me. Probably bad for you." Elliott's face shown with confusion, so Alison continued, "As you know, I recently finished my clinical and just recently graduated. I have been applying for jobs all over the United States, and have narrowed it down to two options: Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles and a children's hospital in Arkansas called St. Jude's. Those are the only two hospitals that are offering to pay my college tuition if I stay there four years and I'm inclined to lean more that way."

At this Elliott went red, "That's not fair! Those are my kids too!"

"Yeah, well. Who actually raises those kids?"

He protested and argued for maybe half an hour on that porch, but eventually Alison got her away.

That night she broke the news to the kids. Laken was more upset about than Audrey. Audrey actually looked excited. Eventually, with both help from Audrey and Alison, Laken got excited about picking a place to live and new friends.

They began packing the next day. Spencer and Aria helped when they could. The living room and dining room were the first to be packed. Followed by the hallway and guest bedroom and bathroom. They packed the kitchen and the laundry room. Lastly, they packed their bedrooms.

In between the packing, Alison and the rest of them looked for houses or apartments to rent. Alison found a couple nice apartments in Arkansas for fairly the right amount close by the hospital, but far away from any daycare or school. In Los Angeles, Spencer and Aria found an apartment directly across the hospital and a daycare and good school system a mile or two down the road. The amount was a little more than what she was hoping for, but she figured it would work.

Alison knew she was doing the right thing as she packed her last box to put it in the last moving van. They had successfully packed the entire house into four vans. Those four vans were going to follow her to Los Angeles, while the kids came down with Spencer and Aria in a few days, so she could get the place in order.

Alison waved goodbye to her beautiful little children as she pulled out of her driveway. This house had been her home for four years, ever since she found out the news that she was pregnant. Alison had almost had it payed off, but she figured that no student loans were more important. So, she began the long drive to Arkansas, to first look at the place and then decide if it was here or there.

Alison got to Arkansas in three days, which may be a little long, but those moving vans aren't the fastest. She walked inside the hospital and something felt cold about this place. The kids didn't look like her kids. They all seemed hopeless. Alison was backing out the place as soon as she walked in. She shook her head at the moving vans and watched them sigh. They knew that meant a long drive to Los Angeles in hope for it to feel right.

Another four days pasted, and Alison pulled up at the hospital. Her –maybe- apartment across the street. Alison walked in the doors, and she was struck by how at home everything seemed to be. Alison saw happiness and despair, but it all seemed more like home than Arkansas ever did.

She walked to the head nurse, introduced herself, and watch recognition spread across her face. The nurse leads her to the right people, and Alison excitedly took the job. She would work 3-12 as a recovery nurse, helping patients that just got done with surgeries. She would begin the next Friday, giving her a week to get used to it. They had a daycare, so her kids would be close to her as she worked.

Alison was excited as she nodded at the van drivers. They looked somewhat happy that their job was almost done. Now all Alison had to do was get the apartment across the street. Alison found the tenant in charge of new people, and she paid the down payment for the apartment. She filled out the right information in the contract and signed. Apartment 308 was now hers.

Emily was just leaving her class as she looked down at her phone. Hanna had been texting her constantly since she left Rosewood. She couldn't go an hour without Hanna texting her at least three times. It was borderline annoying, but she put up with it because she knew Hanna was worried.

Emily had finally cracked the night before she came back home. Emily had told Hanna about Alison and the children. Heck, she had even told her about Alison's father of her kids and how big of a douchebag he is.

She came back to start her 6th semester in med school. She was almost done and couldn't believe just how far she had gotten in six years. She was narrowing down her options for what she wanted after med school; she was almost positive that she was going to work with kids.

She had walked into her job at the coffee shop barely a few blocks from her apartment. The manager just nodded at her as she tied her apron on. He passed on a few notes on the current orders and then left for her shift. Emily looked over the list and sighed. It was going to be a long night.

About half past ten, Emily was finally able to go home. She locked up the place and began the short walk from here to her apartment. She made it home about fifteen minutes later only to see a few moving vans pulling away from the apartment complex.

Emily sighed as she wondered who could have moved into the open apartment down the hall from her. She was hoping she got lucky and this time it wasn't an old lady who yelled about any noise.

She walked the complex only to see that the elevator was already moving. Since she lived only on the third floor, she didn't see the point in waiting. She began her ascent up the stairs when a blonde who was carrying a big box ran into her.

The blonde just ran by her, not even bothering to ay sorry or excuse me. Emily scoffed as the blonde's rudeness and continued her walk. When she got into her apartment, she saw the same blonde trying to get into the now occupied- used to be vacant- apartment.

Emily debated on letting the rather rude blonde struggle, but figured she was going to be dealing with this person a lot, so she might as well help. Emily slowly walked up behind the woman, silently praying that the woman would open her door before she got there. Emily had no such luck.

She silently groaned as she tapped the blonde on the shoulder, "Do you need any help?"

She saw the blonde in front of her gasp and her head turn to her quickly. The blonde just shook her head without replying this time. Emily waited a few seconds and saw the blonde struggle some more. Emily sighed as she said, "The keys are always getting stuck to the sides during the summer months. Push the key all the way in, then lift the knob up, and then turn the key. It should open right up."

Emily waited as she saw the blonde continuously struggling with opening the door. Finally, Emily pushed her out of the way and opened the door. She turned to the blonde with a smug smile, only for her to gasp out, "Alison…?"

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