Sorry it's been like a week since my last update everyone! I've just been getting ready for school and everything, so, naturally, I haven't had much writing time. But I figured I should, so everyone can have something to keep their spirits up as summer comes to a close all too quickly. You all will enjoy this update (I hope)!

Enjoy and review, kids! :)

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"Emily."

Emily didn't know whether to say anything or just walk away. She was frozen as Emma pulled back and turned around to look at her. A lump rose in Emily's throat and she strained to put a sentence together.

"I thought you didn't want me to get hurt." Emily said her words with an unfamiliar bitterness. Spencer had never heard such ice in her tone. It took her by surprise. Spencer blinked a few times.

"Emily…I thought you left…" Spencer couldn't find an explaination.

"So you moved on to the next person?" Emily cut in.

"Em, it's not like that," Spencer said with as much strength as she could muster up.

"Not like what? I know what I saw Spencer!"

"No, I didn't just move on. I care about you more than you will ever understand and I—"

Emily butt in again, "Spencer, I came back here to set things right with you, and this is what I get."

"But I—"

"You know what? I'm over it." With that, Emily turned on her heel and walked away.

Spencer sighed, unsure of what to say to Emma, who gave her a sympathetic look.

"This is all my fault," Emma said, shaking her head.

"No, it's my fault. And I like you, Emma. I want to see what we could be…" Spencer trailed off.

"But you're in love with her, aren't you?" Emma asked, lowering her head and looking at her hands. Spencer didn't reply. Instead, she looked away out the window. "Listen, Spencer, I want you to know that I like you a lot. You're smart, funny, athletic, and beautiful. But I want you to be happy. And if that means we have to just be friends, then that's okay. Because that's better than nothing," Emma said in an understanding tone.

"That's…really sweet of you, Emma. You're amazing, but now I have to figure out how I'm going to get Emily to talk to me again. I definitely broke her heart, now I have to pick up the pieces," Spencer said.

…

A week went by, then two, then three, finally, a month was gone and Emily hadn't said much to Spencer. She had tried to call Emily and send her texts as she recovered from the accident. But Emily hadn't responded. Hanna said to let her come back to Spencer on her own.

School had started and as a senior, Spencer was ready to be back in the swing of school. Emma was back at Brown, but she and Spencer were still talking daily. On this particular Saturday, Spencer was going to get her cast off and she was planning on hanging out with Hanna and Aria later.

Emily, on the other hand, was with Samara, who had noticed a change in her girlfriend ever since Spencer's crash. They currently sat on Hanna's back porch, drinking lemonade.

"Emily, I know I've been asking this a lot lately…but is something bothering you?"

Emily looked into Samara's blue eyes for a moment, "Nothing worth mentioning."

"Well, maybe it is. Because it seems to have been bothering you for the past month. What's up?" Samara pressed again.

Emily debated whether to tell Samara about Spencer or not. She chewed her lip and processed her thoughts.

"Spencer told me she was in love with me a little over a month ago. Then, when she was put in the hospital, we got into a fight and haven't spoken since. I got mad at her because she just confessed these feelings for me, then she left for a weekend and came back with some broken bones and a new girlfriend," Emily explained.

"Has she tried to talk to you since?"

"Every day she texts me and says hi, but I never text back," Emily nodded, instinctively looking at her phone to look at one of the many messages from Spencer.

"Maybe you should try and listen to her," Samara suggested, playing with Emily's fingers.

"She told me she didn't want to see me hurt. Then she went with Emma. That hurt."

"Wait, do you have feelings for her?" Samara was very serious when she asked this. Her blue eyes locked onto Emily and she caught the brunette's gaze.

There was a pause, "It's, complicated."

Samara's face fell, "So you do…"

"When she told me about her feelings for me, I shut her out because I wanted to give what we have a chance. And I still mean that," Emily turned more towards Samara and gave a half smile.

"That doesn't alter the fact that you do have feelings for her," Samara said factually, standing up and crossing her arms.

Emily let out a sigh, "Yeah."

"You seem happy when you're with her. Did you know that? You seem to radiate happiness when you two spend time together."

Emily couldn't tell whether Samara was being serious or just acting like a jerk. She gave her girlfriend a sideways glance. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, when I first saw you and Spencer, all I knew was that she makes you really happy," Samara answered honestly. Emily stood and moved towards Samara.

"You make me happy, too."

"But not as happy as Spencer does," Samara admitted to herself as well as Emily.

Emily finally let what Samara said sink in. "I guess you're right…So what does that mean for us?"

"I think you need to talk to Spencer. As for me, I'll always be there for you but, I don't think it'll ever be the way I want it to be," Samara said softly, her eyes brimming up.

"I'm…I'm sorry, Samara. I don't want to hurt anyone," Emily said meekly.

"That's not possible," Samara paused to wipe her eyes, "Listen, Spencer will be good to you. Just go talk to her. I'm just going to go…" Samara moved for the door to the house and Emily followed. She just watched as Samara walked through Hanna's kitchen and towards the front door.

"Samara."

The blonde stopped as she pulled the wooden door open and turned back around to face Emily. "Thank you." Then Emily leaned foreward and pressed a short kiss to Samara's tear stained cheek.

"You're going to be happy with Spencer."

With that, Samara was gone.

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"How's it feel?" Hanna asked as Spencer sat at her desk, examining her newly freed arm. It was more pale than the rest of her arm and the muscle was much weaker than her other forearm.

"It feels good to have it out of that damn cast. I was getting sick of it. That shower I took before you guys came over was amazing!" Spencer nodded.

"And your shoulder?" Aria asked.

"It still is a little sensitive, but its okay. And my ribs are back to normal."

"Now you can get back into field hockey and stuff, right?" Hanna asked.

"Dr. Uhlig said I'm going to have to do some physical therapy if I want to get back out on the field this season," Spencer said with dismay.

"Could be worse," Aria shrugged, trying to be positive. Spencer's phone suddenly chimed and she looked at the screen immediately.

"Who is it?" Hanna asked. Spencer did a double take.

"Emily," was Spencer's only reply. Aria and Hanna looked at eachother before looking at Spencer.

Emily: We need to talk. Are you at your house?

"She wants to talk face to face. What do I say?" Spencer looked up at her two friends, who looked at eachother again before Aria spoke.

"I think you should talk with her," Aria said bluntly.

"Really?"

"You need to sort things out with her Spence. You guys are too close to be fighting. We'll stay up here and you can talk to her downstairs," Hanna explianed. Spencer didn't see any reason to argue, so she quickly typed her response.

Yeah. Come on over.

She set her phone on the desk after pressing the send button and bit her lip. "What do I say to her? She's ignored me for the past month and now she wants to talk. I don't know what I'm going to say." Spencer stood up and began to pace.

"It's going to be awkward, but I'm sure it must be important if she wants to come over. Just try and be understanding. Let everything be said that needs to be said. It'll work out," Aria said calmly.

Spencer nodded, "Okay, well, I'm going to go down and wait for her."

Hanna and Aria gave reassuring smiles as Spencer exited her room and walked down the stairs into the living room. There, she plopped onto the couch and waited anxiously.

A couple minutes later, there was a knock on the door by the kitchen and Spencer jumped up to answer. There was Emily, standing with her bottom lip between her teeth. Spencer swung open the door and for a moment, neither of them even moved.

"Hey." Emily's voice was soft and innocent. Spencer actually smiled at the small sound.

"Hey, come in."

The two of them walked into the living room and sat on the couch, both of them sitting on opposing ends.

"What's going on?" Spencer asked. Emily took a deep breath and looked at Spencer.

"Samara and I broke up," Emily said, swallowing hard.

"What? Why?" Secretly, Spencer was jumping with glee, but she hated seeing Emily upset.

Emily shook her head slowly, "She know's that I'd be happier with you. So she ended it."

Spencer didn't quite know how to react. She blinked a couple of times and opened her mouth to speak. "Would you be?"

Emily looked over into Spencer's brown eyes, her heart beating faster as she looked upon the beautiful girl across from her. Slowly, Emily nodded, "It's all I've ever wanted since I came out. But now you're with Emma—"

Spencer jumped in, "We chose to remain close friends. Don't worry. She gets how I feel about you."

"You don't hate me for ignoring you?" Emily asked, confused.

"I could never, in a million years, hate you, Em. But hey, friends fight," Spencer shrugged with a small smile.

Emily smiled, too, "So do married couples." Spencer laughed at the tan girl's joke.

"Yes they do," Spencer agreed, still smiling.

"There's another reason I came here tonight. I want know if you would like to go on a date with me?" Emily looked at Spencer hopefully.

"Will it be cheesy, romantic, and will there be food?" Spencer asked teasingly.

"That is very strong possibility, yes. It will be the finest food in Rosewood, prepared by yours truly!" Emily grinned. Spencer scooted closer to Emily on the couch.

"Then definitely yes. It's a date!" Spencer smiled as Emily, too, scooted closer.

"How is next Friday? I'll pick you up at eight," Emily said as they continued to inch towards eachother like gravity.

"Perfect. I can't wait." They were close enough now that Spencer could feel the heat radiating from Emily's body. Emily licked her full lips and caught Spencer's eyes. Then, Emily brought her hand up to cup Spencer's soft cheek and pressed her lips to Spencer's. Spencer's heart leaped as she kissed Emily back with vigor and passion. Emily sucked Spencer's bottom lip into her mouth and bit down on it. Spencer gave a throaty moan and nibbled Emily's top lip in response. Their tongues began to lightly intermingle and oxygen was becoming necessary. They reluctantly pulled back and smiled at eachother.

"It's about time!" Hanna's voice broke the moment from the top of the stairs.

Spencer and Emily both looked over towards the stairs to see Aria and Hanna marching down.

"How long were you up there?" Spencer asked curiously.

"Not very lo—"

"The whole time," Hanna blurted out.

"You guys!" Spencer half laughed.

"What? We just wanted to see our two best friends kiss and make up…literally!" Hanna smiled.

"Why am I not surprised?" Emily smiled and shook her head, looking over at the blonde.

Ignoring Hanna's comment, Aria spoke, "So, I assume you guys are good now?"

Spencer and Emily looked at eachother, "Yeah, we're great," Spencer smiled.

"We have a date next Friday…but you already know that!" Emily said, specifically to Hanna.

"You guys are going to have a great time!" Aria smiled as she looked at the two of them. Their fingers were intertwined and Spencer was rubbing her thumb up and down Emily's.

"Just don't get to frisky!"

"Hanna!"

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FUNKYSHAY, I know you wanted to see some Spemma, but I just had to take this chapter this direction. We aren't done with Emma and Samara just yet. But for now, I just needed to get some Spemily fluff in there. We've kept everyone waiting for so long! Hope everyone liked it! :)