Alison sat up with a gasp as she shook the images of Emily naked beneath her out of her head. She felt a gentle hand on her bare shoulder, "Mi amor, are you alright?" Camilla asks in concern.
Alison lets out a shuddering breath, "Y-Yeah… just a bad dream." She says as she stands up and grabs her robe.
"Why are you getting up? Don't you want to have a little more fun?" She asks in a flirty tone.
"I think we had plenty of that last night!" Alison says with a giggle. "I was thinking about going for a run to clear my head." She says as she looks through their closet for her work out clothes. "Would you like to join me?"
"No thank you mi amor, you kind of wore me out." She says as she yawns.
After finishing getting dressed she makes her way over to the bed and kisses Cam gently on the lips. "I'll be back in about hour, get some more sleep."
"Al-right." She mumbles as she rolls over to go back to sleep.
As Alison is jogging around the park her mind keeps wondering to a certain brunette swimmer. She had never thought she would ever see her again not after she had dropped everything and moved to the other side of the country with Paige. Not that she had much room to talk; she had just packed up everything after they found the girls in the dollhouse and moved to Boston. She had rented a small studio apartment and gotten her GED over the summer so she could start school that fall. The hefty inheritance her mom left her made it so she didn't have to work while she attended school. Truth be told she wasn't looking to get in a relationship when she had meet Camilla but the vibrant brunette was persistent. There was an undeniable chemistry between the two and when they had been paired up to do a paper together for their senior project Alison couldn't deny her feelings for the feisty brunette any longer. Camilla had swept her off her feet and treated her like a princess from the very beginning. Not that their relationship was always perfect, they both had quite the temper and when Camilla got really pissed she would sometimes start speaking in Spanish which turned Alison on just a little bit to be honest.
Her life was just starting to fall into place; she has a wonderful girlfriend, a great job that she adores, so why is she even thinking about Emily? It's not like the swimmer had even thought about her once over the last six years! Not with the revolving door of women in her life, it's not like she could call them girlfriends when most of them were one night stands. She refused to mess up what she and Camilla had, not after she worked so hard through therapy to become a better person. As she makes another lap she looks down at her watch and decides she should head back home and shower so she can start her day.
Alison makes her way back into the bedroom to find Cam dead to the world and snuggling the blonde's pillow tightly. She sneaks over to the bed and sits down running her hand through Cam's dark hair and kisses her cheek softly. Camilla stirs and opens her eyes with a smile, "Hey gorgeous, how was your run?"
"It was nice." She says as Camilla pulls her closer by her tank top.
"Baby I'm all sweaty and stinky." Alison says scrunching up her nose.
"I don't care." She says as she pulls the blonde closer and passionately kisses her.
Camilla's phone rings on the night stand and she breaks the kiss, "Hold that thought…" She says as she grabs the phone.
"Hello?" She answers as she pulls the phone closer to her ear.
"What... Now?" She asks in frustration.
"Give me 20, I'll jump in the shower." She says as she looks at Alison apologetically.
"Alright… see you soon!" She hangs up and tosses her phone on the bed angrily.
"What's wrong Cam?" Alison asks curiously as she stands up and walks toward her as Cam digs through the closet.
"Oh nothing… just the hijo de puta at that boxing magazine wants to do a whole re-shoot by this afternoon so they can send it for printing!" She says starting to lose her temper a bit.
"Cam baby, I'm sorry..." Alison says as Camilla turns around with a pair of black skinny jeans and a v-neck white shirt.
"It's not your fault mi amor…" She says as she gives her chaste kiss, "but I better get in the shower before Gary loses his shit!" She says as she heads into the en suite bathroom.
After taking a shower Alison heads into the living room with her computer to do some research, or at least that is what she was calling it so she didn't feel so guilty. She pulled up Emily's Facebook page and starts scrolling through; she noticed that the brunette seemed to have a thing for blondes with blue eyes. At least I am prettier than most of these bitches! Alison thinks to herself as she scrolls through more pictures.
She decided to look in her photos and found one from when the brunette moved to California. There were a few pictures of her and Paige looking happy in their shared dorm room and some of them at swim meets. As she kept looking through there was less and less photos with Paige in them and the few she was in, her smile didn't reach her eyes. The next group of photos looked like they were from parties on campus and most of them were Emily with her arm wrapped around a random blondes neck while she was holding a beer. The blonde knew that Emily had struggled with alcoholism while they were in high school and obviously that was still true.
Her next stop was onto the brunette's Instagram page which was filled with picture of the swimmer in one pieces and quite a few bikinis. Alison feels a little guilty for admiring the swimmers beautiful toned body; she always had a weakness for sexy abs. Camilla was in amazing shape as well, she just didn't have the same muscle definition that Emily had from all the years of swimming. After looking through the pictures for a while she looked at her phone and noticed if she didn't get dressed and ready she would be late for her meeting.
Alison was wearing a pink and brown patterned sundress with a simple wide white belt and matching heels as it was a rather hot day out. She had pulled up part of her hair and put on a little make-up, she didn't want Emily to think she had dressed up for their meeting.
Alison walked into the coffee shop looking for the familiar brunette, but she didn't see her anywhere. She makes her way to the counter and decides to order some caramel frappe thing that looked decent and a scone. Since it was such a beautiful morning she took her breakfast out onto to the patio of the small cafe. As she started picking at her scone she hears the revving of an engine as a Ninja motorcycle comes around the corner. The bike was painted different shades of blue making it look like waves and the helmet the driver was wearing matched the paint job. The bike stops on the side walk and the rider got off removing the helmet as a cascade of brunette tresses fell down her back. Alison almost choked at the sight as Emily removed her leather riding gloves and jacket, leaving her in a white tank top and black leather pants. She walks over to Alison table and sets her helmet with her gloves in it on the table and puts the jacket on the back of the chair.
"I'm gonna need some coffee if we are going to get through this!" She snarkily says before she heads into the cafe.
Alison picks her jaw off the floor and closes her mouth as she feels a blush on her cheeks. Damn! Did she have to look so good in a simple white tank top? It made her tan toned arms pop and the shirt clung to all of those muscles she had achieved from years of hard training and swimming. Keep it together DiLaurentis; you have a beautiful girlfriend at home! She was so wrapped up in her thoughts she didn't notice Emily sit down across from her with a cup of coffee and a croissant.
"Let's get this over with…" Emily says to the spaced out blonde, "earth to Alison!" She says snapping the blonde from her thoughts.
"Wha…What… sorry..." She says blushing as she had not heard a word of what the swimmer had said.
"Ask your questions or whatever…" She says as she eats her croissant.
Alison grabs her notebook out of her bag with the questions that Miranda had suggested and few notes she had written down during her research.
"Some of the questions I already know…" Alison says as she looks through the notes.
"Sure you do… you know everything about me…" The swimmer says anger evident in her voice.
"You know what… this isn't easy for me either okay! But we are going to have to spend quite a bit of time together over the next several months!" Alison says her temper starting to flare up.
"Sorry… please continue…"Emily says trying to calm down as she sips her coffee.
"Where do you call home?" Alison asks as she takes a drink.
"I currently live in LA but my house is under construction so I have a temporary home at the four seasons." She says as she looks at Alison, "How about you?"
"M-Me" Alison says confused, "I'm interviewing you."
"Well like you said we are going to be spending a lot of time together so I think it is only fair that you answer a few questions as well." She says raising her eyebrow causing the dimple to show above her left eye which makes Alison smile.
"I have an apartment near downtown." The blonde says not giving too many details.
"I know you attended Pepperdine but what did you study?" Alison asks curiously, through all the research she had done she never was able to see what degree she had received.
"I have my degree in business management." She says matter-of-factly.
"Really, what do you plan to do with your degree?" Alison asks honestly intrigued.
"I was thinking of opening my own gym eventually." She says with her eyes lighting up a little.
"I see you got your degree in journalism?" She asked the blonde.
"Is that a question or…" Alison asks the swimmer.
"Where did you get your degree?" Emily asks simple.
"I graduated from Emerson." She tells Emily as she gauges her reaction. "What do you consider your biggest accomplishment in swimming?"
"Shattering almost every record at Pepperdine." She says with a confident smile. "What is your biggest accomplishment?" She asks with a smirk.
"Landing my first major article." The blonde says returning the smirk.
"This one?" Emily asks questioningly.
"Yes, this is my first article that will be read by more than a few hundred people." She says with a smile.
"I've read some of your work." Emily says nonchalantly.
"Really? Where?" Alison asks in surprise.
"I looked you up online and found a piece you did for a small paper about a rising photographer Cameron or something." She says not quite recalling the name.
"Camilla." She says with a knowing smile, she remembered writing it for a small newspaper on campus. "Are you seeing anyone special?" She asks as she recalls the string of girls the swimmer has been seen with.
"No, no one special." She says with questioning eyes. "Do you have a boyfriend?" She asks curiously.
Alison almost laughs at the question, "No. No boyfriend!"
"I would ask if you had a girlfriend but it's not like you are into women…" The brunette says as she rolls her eyes.
Alison can't help the giggle that escapes as Emily looks at her confused. "What's so funny?" Emily asks getting a little bit angry.
"It's nothing…." Alison says as she changes the subject. "What would be your ultimate achievement?"
Emily thought for a minute, "Taking gold in all my events, I would have to say." She looks at her watch, "I got to get going my trainer will kill me if I'm late again. Do you want to meet again for more questions?"
"Sure how about next time I watch you train?' Alison asks with sparkling eyes.
"Alright, meet me here tomorrow morning at 7 and wear something you can work out in." She says as she picks up her trash.
"O-Okay?" Alison says as Emily smiles and puts her jacket and gloves on.
"You have to work to get your information." Emily says as she puts her helmet on and heads to her bike. "Tomorrow!" She shouts as she gets on.
"Tomorrow!" Alison answers back.
Alison spends the rest of the day laying out the first piece of her spread on Emily. She starts with the parts she knows about growing up in Rosewood and being the captain of the swim team. She tells about how the brunette set so many records and how the majority of them still stand. She briefly touches on her family and how supportive they have been of her from a young age with swimming lessons and attending as many of her meets as possible. She is just finishing when the front door opens and an exhausted Camilla enters the room and sits with a huff.
"Long day?" Alison asks walking over to her with a small smile.
Camilla takes her hand and pulls the blonde into her lap. "Yes… Gary was a complete burro!"
Alison wraps her arms around the photographer's neck and whispers, "You know I love when you speak in Spanish…"
"Mi amor, there is nothing more that I would rather do than take you to bed and ravage you…" She says kissing Alison softly, "but I have a freelance job in Texas for PBR and I have to be up at 4 am so I can make my flight." She says with a sigh.
Alison smirks, "I'll take care of you when you get home…" She says as she gently kisses her full lips. "Promise…" She says between kisses.
"So how did your meeting with Emily go?" Camilla asks as she holds Alison tightly.
"It was rough at first, but after I explained that we would be working together for the next several months she actually tried." Alison tells her a bit relieved.
"Really?!" She asks incredulously. "Should I worry?" She asks with a giggle.
"No babe, I'm with you!" Alison says a bit defensively.
"Mi amor, look at me…" Camilla says waiting for Alison to look in her eyes. "I trust you." She says with resolve.
Alison hugs her tightly, "That means the world to me Cam!"
"I know baby… you have come so far from when we first met and I am proud of you." She says squeezing Alison gently.
"I fight every day to be better… Emily just brings out the inner bitch in me." Alison says sadly.
"I know but you are stronger now!" Camilla says with every confidence in the blonde. "When do you meet with her again?"
"Tomorrow…" she says with a frown, "at 7!" Alison says grumpily.
"Why so early?" She asks kindly.
"So I can see how she trains…" Alison says rolling her eyes. "She wants me to run with her."
"I'd pay to see that!" Cam says while laughing.
Alison playful slaps her, "I run!" She says indignantly.
"Late!" Camilla says not able to help herself and she is met with icy blue eyes staring back at her. "Mi amor… I was just teasing." She says gently lifting Alison's chin. "I just know how hard it is to get you to come run with me in the mornings… that's all." She says with a dazzling smile."
"I hate mornings…" She says in a huff.
"Speaking of, we should get to bed." Camilla says easing Alison off her lap and helping her up.
They enter the bedroom and quickly get dressed for bed before lying down. Alison scoots closer to Camilla and lays her head on her chest as the brunette runs her fingers through her blonde hair. "Will you be okay seeing her again tomorrow?" She asks in a quite tone.
"It's not like I really have much of a choice." Alison says in a tired voice.
"You don't have to do the piece if you don't want to, mi amor." She says kissing Alison's forehead softly.
"I know Cam, it's just…. This is such a great opportunity and I really can't pass it up." Alison says looking at her girlfriends piercing green eyes.
"You do whatever you think is right then." She tells her with a warm smile.
"How long are you going to be in Texas?" The blonde asks with sad blue eyes.
"Hopefully just a few days, I need to get back so I can schedule some time to get photos for your story as well." She says as she wraps her arms around the petite blonde.
Alison snuggles into her, "Did you set your alarm?" She asks with a yawn.
"Yes I did, now get some sleep." She says kissing Alison gently. "Love you."
"You too." Alison says half asleep.