Claimer: I. OWN. EMILY. SHE. IS. MINE.

Disclaimer: JK! I love the show but I don't own any part of the Pretty Little Liars show, book, or anything else affiliated with it, except for this fanficiton.

Note from the Author: Hey guys, long time no see. I'm sorry for not updating sooner. Everything has just been crazy with school, lacrosse, the musical (seussical), friends, family, and everything. I've been writing little pieces of this every weekend, and I thinks it's pretty good. OH! DID YOU GUYS SEE MONDAY'S EPISODE? They are totally setting up a Paige- Emily relationship. ANYWAYS, I'm sorry again that I didn't update sooner. I hope you guys enjoy this last chapter. I made it extra long as an "I'm Sorry" gift. I'm thinking about writing a Glee-Pretty Little Liars crossover. Tell me what you guys want to see in it, and I'll make it happen. So... enjoy and review.

Chapter 15

Emily's POV

"You know I hate surprises." Maya said, for the fifth time that day, as we drove through the streets. The blindfold over her eyes kept her from peeking.

The day had been great. After breakfast, I introduced her to the green bandana that kept her oblivious to where we were going the entire day. Every time she pouted about the constricting material, I responded with "Just trust me."

It was around 7pm when we got back into my car after a walk in the park. "Okay, put it back on."

She let out a deep sigh and tied the bandana over her eyes. I checked to make sure she wasn't peeking before starting the car. "Where to next?" She asked, when I intertwined our fingers together.

"Maya, you know I can't tell you that."

"This is frustrating," she pouted again.

"Patience is a virtue," I responded, rubbing my thumb over the back of her hand.

Sighing, "Okay fine, I'm having fun." She smiled, placing a kiss on the back of my hand. "At least I wasn't blind folded while getting dressed."

I laughed then check her out for what seemed like the 100th time that day. "You look amazing," I said commenting on her pin striped pants and white button up blouse.

She chuckled lightly, her dark cheeks turning red. "It's been five years and your compliments still have the same effect on me."

"I think that's a little thing called love."

-Flashback-

For the first time in three weeks, I had a different dream. When I awoke, I was relived the reoccurring nightmare had past, but knew an equally terrifying one was now haunting my dreams. It was the same seen that occurred over and over again. I would come home after school and call out for my mother. Silence. Then I became panicked and would start frantically searching for her. Then towards the end, I realized she wouldn't be back, ever. At that point, it was if someone hit the replay button. Walk in, "Mom!", panic. Walk in, "Mom!", panic. Over and over until I woke up in a cold sweat. I felt a weight over my mid-section and tensed up, but relaxed when I realized it was only Maya's arm. The fact that she was there, even though asleep, reassured me.

"Are you alright? You're shaking." She asked from behind. I turned in her arms, meeting her brown eyes.

"Will you just hold me?" I asked feeling uncomfortably vulnerable. She pulled me into her by the waist by one hand, the other, she used to brush the hair out of my eyes. I realized strands of it was sticking to my forehead. We laid there in a comfortable silence. I closed by eyes, breathed in her strawberry scent, and just listened to her heart beat through her chest. 'Why can't we just stay like this forever?' I asked myself.

A cough by the door way pulled me out of my trance. We turned to look at my father. "Just wanted to know if you guys wanted some breakfast."

I sat up. "Um, yeah. We'll be down in a sec." He nodded then retreated back down the stairs.

As I moved to leave the bed, Maya wrapped her arms around my waist, resting her head on my shoulder. "Stay in bed." She stated plainly.

"I was going to get-"

"I got it," she said jumping up from the bed. "You just lay here and try to relax. I'll be right back." She leaned over, placing a chaste kiss on my lips before waking out of the room.

3rd Person

Maya walked into the kitchen, sighing as she ran her fingers through her hair. Everything had been so hectic since Emily's mom confessed to calling that hit man, aka Lauren, aka Amanda. The whole thing was confusing and just hard to take in. The darker girl couldn't imagine how hard this was for her girlfriend. However, she was dealing with a lot on her own. Ever since the attack, it was hard for her to reach out to anyone, let her self be vulnerable. So she had to be the strong one, otherwise, she would get hurt again.

"Where's Emily?" A deep voice pulled Maya out of her thoughts. She looked at Mr. Fields, holding their plates in his hands.

"I told her to relax while I got them. Is it okay if we eat upstairs?"

"Yeah, sure. Um, Maya, could you sit down for a second?" Maya nodded, not really sure what he wanted to talk about. For the first time in weeks, Maya looked at Mr. Fields, really looked at him. He hadn't shaved in some time, resulting in an untidy mustache and beard. The bags under his eyes were unmistakably noticeable. It was a huge difference from the old pictures of him the shorter girl saw around the house. "I wanted to know how Emily is doing," He sighed, sitting across from his daughter's girlfriend. "Emily is strong, but I don't know how she's going to handle this." Tears were coming from his blood shot eyes, threatening to fall over. He blinked a couple times and coughed lightly. "I just need to know you'll be there for her. There's only so much she'll tell me and-"

"Mr. Fields, I promise I'll be there for her. You don't have to worry about that," Maya reassured him.

He smiled slightly. "I'm happy Emily has you Maya." He stood up quickly, wiping of a couple of tears. "Make sure she eats." The shorter girl nodded. Before picking up the plate, she embraced the military man in a hug. He was shocked at first, but reciprocated it before they separated. Maya picked up the plates and made her way up the stairs, turning and sharing a smile with Mr. Fields before she retreated into Emily's room.

The swimmer was laying on her back, eyes closed, and head phones in. She sat up, feeling the presence of Maya in her room. "Hey," Maya smiled and walked over, handing Emily her plate. Once her girlfriend sat next to her, Emily curiously noted, "You were down there for a while."

Maya nodded after taking a bite of food. "I was talking to your dad."

"About what?"

The darker girl shrugged as she swallowed her food. "A little thing called love."

-End Flashback-

Emily's POV

"I hear music," Maya observed in deep thought as we pulled up to our next destination. "Where are we?"

"You'll see," I said after parking and getting out of the car, opening the passenger side door to let her out. I walked behind her, leading her to the source of the music. She was shaking with anticipation. We walked through the door and the music fled over us. I learned over, so my lips just brushed by her ear. "Ready?" She nodded repeatedly, smiling like a kid on Christmas eve.

Once the bandana was off, she smiled one of the brightest smiles I'd ever seen on her face. She almost knocked me over when she gave me a hug. We were at Co-Co and Beats, a jazz club Maya had been dying to visit since we moved there. Once we were seated, the next act was coming up onto the stage. He looked like he had to be about 16, and excited to perform. He was wearing an extravagant outfit, half suit and half white frills. Once the bass started playing, I could tell Maya was going to love this.

"Bout 20 years ago, way down in New Orleans"

The entire performance was fantastic, and Maya loved every minute of it. At the very end she stood up, applauding the teenager. Once she sat down, the waitress came by to take our orders. The night was filled with great food, amazing jazz, and plenty of under the table touching. At the end of our meal, we spotted the band and their male singer walking towards the exit. "I'll be right back." She stood, all most sprinting over. After paying the bill, I heard her calling me over.

She met me half way, intertwining our fingers as we walked over to the band. The teenage singer offered his hand, I shook it as Maya introduced us. "Emily, this is Kurt Hummel, and Kurt, this is my girlfriend Emily Fields."

"You were really great up there."

"Thanks. We won't be performing for a while so we wanted to go out with a bang." He made a funny gesture with his hands.

"Why won't you guys be performing?"

"Our bass player is moving away with her dancer girlfriend."

He side-glanced at a camel skinned Latina, who rolled her eyes. "Watch it Hummel."

He ignored her comment and continued talking. "So, we need a bass."

Maya smiled brightly. "I can play bass."

"Really?" He smiled and pulled her into an unexpected hug. "Oh! My! God! Okay, we'll be in town for a couple more days. Could you maybe come by here tomorrow and show us what you've got?"

"Sure, what time?" Once details were all sorted out, we left the club and made our way home.

As soon as we were bother seated and buckled in, I brought out the bandana. Her smile disappeared when she saw it. "Come on," she let out a deep sigh, taking the blindfold and tied it.

I laughed lightly at her reaction. "You're cute when you get angry." I cooed at her, reaching over and pinching her cheek. She leaned away from my touch and tried to keep a strait face. Eventually the silence became hilarious and we both busted into laughter.

"Okay, sit down right here," I pulled her over to the couch in our apartment, kneeling in front of her. "I'll be right back."

"Can I please take this thing off?" She pleaded, pouting her bottom lip. "I think I might be getting an allergic reaction from it."

"From cloth?" I laughed out.

"Yes, now plea-" I cut her off my placing a lingering kiss on her lips.

"I'll be right back, I repeated, walking out of the living room.

After about ten minutes, I came back to retrieve Maya from the couch. "Why does it smell like roses?" She asked with her nose in the air. I remained silent and led her into the bed room. When I took off the blindfold, her jaw dropped. "Oh my god..." She turned to face me. "Emily, you did all this while I was on the couch?"

There were about 30 candles placed all over the room. Rose pedals laid in a path way to the bed, which had a black and red comforter on it. I walked over to my iPod doct and pressed play. "Feels like Home" softly floated through the air. When I walked back, she placed her arms around my neck as mine wrapped around her waist. "I had everything under the bed before we left home this morning. It wasn't a big deal, just a few candles." I smirked. "What do you think?"

Tears brimmed her eyes. I started to second guess my plans for tonight. I guess she could see the panic on my face. "Emily, Emily," She said trying to calm me down. "It's beautiful. I just love you so much."

"I love you too." I brought my hand up and trailed it along her jaw line. Our lips brushed past each other teasingly. Maya leaned forward, sealing the kiss. At first it was soft and slow, but soon became full of need and want. Her hands tangled into my hair and mine pulled her closer so our bodies were pressed up against each other. Our tongues were playing a game of dominance when we broke apart for some air.

I intertwined our fingers as we walked down the rose pedal pathway to the bed. She straddled my waist as I sat down. I peppered kisses down my neck, sucking and nipping lightly as a sensitive spot. She let out a soft moan. Quickly, I went to work on unbuttoning her blouse. I gently moved her so she way laying on her back. I hovered over Maya, brushing some hair from her face. "You're so beau-"

I'M NOT YOUR DADDY I'M YOUR GRANDPA!

Maya's phone in her pocket interrupted me. She chuckled lightly, pulling out the devise and ignoring the call. She proceeded to throw it some where in the closet. Right after, I turned off my iPod, realizing a different song was now playing. She sat up slightly, cupping my cheeks in her hands, pulling me in. We soon reached our previous speed and my lips were again working their way down her neck.

I reached behind her, and soon her bra and shirt were facing the same fate as the cell phone. I continued my kisses then took one of her nipples into my mouth. Her back arched off the bed slightly as my hand kneaded the other. I switched my sucking to the other side. I stopped when I felt her hands move their way down the lining of my shirt. In one smooth movement it was also off.

Our eyes connected when I undid the button on her pants. I continued to trail kisses down her toned stomach once the zipper was undone and the pinstriped pants were off. She sat up and placed her lips on mine, hands working on my belt and pants. She kissed my neck and her hand slipped into my pants. I gasped when her hand came in contact with my heat. She rubbed my softly. "Maya, wait." She looked up at me confused, pulling out her hand. "Lay down," I commanded softly. She complied. "Today," I continued, running my fingers over her abdomen, then playing with the lining of her boy shorts. "I take care of you."

She nodded as I proceeded to hook my fingers around her underwear, pulling it off swiftly. I took a moment to take in the exposed woman in front of me. She was truly beautiful, and she was all mine.

I slid out of my pants and placed my self between her legs. We both moaned at the contacts. I made my way down her stomach until I was face to face with her hot center. I placed a kiss on her inner thigh and her breathing quickened. "Emily, I need you so bad."

I looked into her lust fulled eyes as I leaned down, running my tongue through her folds. Her back arched off the bed again, this time a perfect moan came with it. My tongue worked a little faster, paying close attention to her sensitive nub. Her erotic moans and panting almost sent me over the edge.

I could feel that she was getting close, but just needed an extra push. I brought two fingers up to her entrance, teasing it slightly, before pushing them in. "Oh my God!" she panted out, just under a scream. My fingers thrusted in and out of her pulsating body. Soon, her walls clenched against my fingers. Her body shook and I slowed down my movements once she calmed down from her high.

I moved behind her, pulling her body into mine. Kissing the back of her neck. She pulled my arm around her abdomen. Though I wanted a release so badly, that day was about her, not me.

We laid in a comfortable silence for a few moments. She turned around in my arms so her head rested on my chest. "I have a question," She started. "I don't want to sound like those jerks that forget their anniversary, but what is today for?" She shifted slightly and locked eyes with me. "I mean, yesterday was for when I said that I loved you. But we've never really talked about what today happened five years ago today."

I smiled then thought for a moment. I got out of the bed and walked over to the closet and pulled a t-shirt over my head. I moved back over, sitting down next to Maya. "Five years ago today, life was hard. I felt like I would never be able to get over what my mom did to you. And what killed me the most was that she wasn't sorry about it." Tears were slowly coming up, and I could tell Maya was on the brink of crying too. "For a moment I didn't think there was anything to live for. Then, I though of you, and how much you meant to me." A few tears slid down my cheeks and I sighed contently. "That's when I decided that someday I would do this."

I moved over to the bedside table and pulled out a box, proceeding to kneel down in front of the smaller girl. "Emily, are you proposing?" She asked, wide-eyed.

I opened the box. "Maya St. Germain, will you-"

I'M NOT YOUR DADDY I'M YOU GRANDPA!

We both let out aggravated sighs, and then started laughing. She ran over to the closet and picked up the infamous device. "It's my mom. Hey Ma, could you hold one one sec?" She slipped on a sports bra and shorts. She ran over to me placing a passionate kiss on my lips. Our foreheads rested against each others. "Yes, I will marry you." I pulled her in by the waist so she was sitting on my lap.

We started kissing again but stopped when we heard Maya's mom on the phone. Maya, hello? She put the phone up to her ear, "Mom, mom, settle down... Yeah I'm fine... Anniversary is going great..." I took her left hand and slipped the ring on, it fit perfectly. "Yeah we went to the Co-Co and Beats place... it was really nice..." She pulled the phone away from her ear and turned to me. "Can I tell her?" I nodded and she smiled brightly. She screamed into the phone cutting her mother off. "Emily proposed!" A shrill scream came from the phone making both of us laugh. I could hear Mrs. Germain going on a rant about wedding plans. "Mom, please stop, we can talk wedding plans later in the week... Okay... Yeah she's right here."

Maya handed me the phone. "Hi," When my mom left, Mrs. Germain in some ways became my mother. She was there for me when I needed someone other than my dad or Maya to talk to.

"Hello Emily. I wanted to talk to you because I have something to ask you." Her voice was very serious. "Do you promise me you'll take care of Maya?"

"I looked at the girl in my lap. Her head was resting on my shoulder as she looked at the rig on her finger. "I promise you that I'll take care of your daughter. I'll make sure she's always happy."

"You know, I've always liked you Emily."

"Thank you."

"Okay, before I go, would you please give the phone to Maya?"

"Alright," I handed the pone back over to my fiance, and put my arms around her waist.

"Hey mom... Yeah... If you could see this ring!..." She started laughing at something her mother said. "Okay, I'll talk to you later Mom." She hung up, and placed a kiss on my cheek. "I love yo so much." She whispered in my ear.

"I love you too." I smiled into the kiss she gave me.

"I would say, 'let's go to the club and celebrate,' but-"

"You would rather celebrate by sleeping?"

She nodded with a sleepy smile. She moved over to the bed, and I walked over to each of the candles, blowing them out. I moved behind her, wrapping my arms around her mid-section.

As we drifted off to sleep, I realized I was right five years ago. Things would be alright as long as she was there with me.

Ending Note: That's the end folks. It's been a fun ride, and now that I think about it, the title doesn't even fit the story... Oh well! Anyway, thanks you guys for the reviews and look out for any other stuff I might be posting. Ta Ta for now!