A/N: Hey guys! So as of now, I have all the time in the world to write, write and… Write! I don't really have any plans for this story… So we'll see what happens. Also, I have decided that Alison and Emily have not kissed at all. So that kiss in the library never happened. Please let me know if you have any ideas that I could include! Don't forget to review. It's surprising how they actually help boost how much I want to write. Thanks.

Soccergirl17

Disclaimer: I don't own Pretty Little Liars

'Deep breaths. Just count to ten.'

"Emily?"

'Keep counting. Everything will be okay…'

"Emily. Open the door."

'The therapist has no idea what she's talking about, this isn't helping at all.' With that last thought, Emily stood up from her place against the bathroom door and turned to the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot from trying to hold back tears.

"Em… Please open the door."

Taking a deep breath, Emily turned towards the voice that had interrupted her. She knew someone was going to come after her. There honestly wasn't even a point in trying to get away from it. 'You decided to show up. Now you have to pay the price.'

"I'll be out in a second," she said through the door, knowing it was no use. She knew Alison was on the other side of that door, and she didn't know if she could handle her right now.

"No Em, open the door."

"Just fuck off Alison!" Emily shrieked through the wood. She could hardly contain the tears that were filling her eyes as she spoke.

"Open the fucking door Emily."

Letting out a sob, Emily threw the door open and then turned around, facing the shower. Shaking, she heard the door close and footsteps walk towards her. She was waiting for Alison to say something, but she didn't. She dropped her face into her hands, letting the tears fall freely. She just wanted everything back to the way it was when she wasn't taking pills every day or going to therapy sessions every week. A time when her friends didn't have to walk on eggshells around her. She just wanted her dad back.

Choking back sobs, Emily felt a hand rest on her shoulder. Alison slowly turned Emily so that she was facing her. Not daring to look into her best friend's eyes, Emily didn't raise her gaze from the floor.

Not saying a word, Alison pulled Emily into her, wrapping her arms around the brunette's neck, holding her as close as possible. She felt Emily slowly relax into her hold, finally letting herself sob into the blonde's neck.

'No one should ever have to deal with this… No one should have to bury their parents while still in high school.' Alison thought as she rubbed her hands up and down Emily's back. Knowing that this was one of the only times that Emily had actually broken down in front of anyone, she pulled Emily down to the ground and just held her there, letting her cry.

"Hanna, just sit down," Aria said, watching her friend pace around Alison's bedroom. The three had been sitting in Ali's room for about fifteen minutes, waiting for Alison and Emily to come back.

"Why should I just sit here when I know that my best friend is most likely having a melt down two doors down? She needs us right now! Plus who knows what Ali's saying to her right now." Hanna yelled, dropping onto the bed, laying her head in Aria's lap.

"She'll be fine. Ali knows what she's doing. She knows that Emily is not okay… She's not going to push her," Spencer stated. "So what movie? We should probably have one picked out for when they get back."

Emily took a deep breath before slowly raising her head from the crook of Alison's neck. Still refusing to look her in the eyes, Emily stuck to looking down as she wiped her face off.

"Here," Alison whispered the first word she'd said since closing the door. She lifted the bottom of her shirt and brought it up to Emily's face, lightly wiping the mess of tears and makeup. When she finished the first cheek, she went on to the second one and when she was finished that one, she dropped her shirt back into place and just sat there, watching the brunette in front of her.

Taking another deep breath, Emily dared to look into her friend's eyes. She was surprised that when she looked into the blue eyes she saw nothing but care and concern. And love. She had expected to see pity, and that's exactly what she didn't want. But looking into Ali's eyes, she saw that in this moment, Alison wasn't putting on any act, and that she was being her true self, the one that no one ever got to see. Ever.

Emily slowly leaned forward, but before their lips could touch, Emily's thoughts were restored and she quickly jerked her head to the side, missing Alison's lips by a couple of centimetres. She was quick to pull back and completely avoided the blonde's gaze.

Deciding to forget about what had almost just happened for now, Alison took a deep breath. "Em. Please talk to me."

"I'm s-sorry. I w-wasn't supposed to b-break l-like that," Emily whispered, with a slight hiccup from all of the crying.

"Em, it's perfectly fine to cry. I want you to cry. You can't just hold it all in or else it will get way too much to handle, then you could start turning to other things. Please just talk to me," Alison pleaded. She hoped that Emily would never even think of cutting, or drinking, or worse. 'I wouldn't be able to stand her doing that to herself.'

"I just m-miss him so m-much," Emily stated, sniffing quietly. Alison pulled Emily close to her again, not wanting to ever let her go.

"I know Em. I know you do. We do too. Nowhere close to what you're feeling, but we feel it," the blonde reassured her. "We're going to help you through this Em, whether you like it or not. You're stuck with us. You're stuck with me."

Emily nodded slightly, letting out the hint of a smile.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Alison asked, grabbing onto the brunette's hands.

"I was just having a bad day," Emily replied.

"You're taking your medication right?" Alison asked.

Looking ashamed, Emily nodded to the floor. Seeing this, Alison placed a hand under her friend's chin and raised her face to meet her eyes again.

"That's nothing to be ashamed of Emily. It's going to help you get better."

"I know. Can we go back? I think I'm feeling a bit better now. I think all I needed was to just let it all out, and you helped." Emily replied.

"I just sat here," Alison whispered.

"Exactly. You didn't try to make me talk, and you didn't continuously say that everything was going to be alright." Emily told her with a little smile. Alison just shrugged her shoulders.

"And you need to stop doubting yourself. You are an amazing friend, and I'm so glad you're mine." Emily stated. Alison pulled her into one last tight hug before pulling herself up.

Holding out her hand for Emily, she whispered, "You coming?"

Wiping her face once more just to be sure, Emily grabbed onto the blonde's hand and pulled herself up to stand next to her. Looking into the mirror, she made herself look somewhat presentable. Her friends obviously knew what was up, but at least she could try.

"Let's go."

Holding hands, the two made their way back to Alison's room. Before they went in, Alison pulled Emily back to face her. "Talk to me okay? Please." And with that she leaned in, placing a slight kiss to the corner of Emily's mouth, and then turned and opened the door. "So, what movie did you guys pick?"