She successfully managed to escape her mind from thinking about Emily when Michael answered back that he was available to meet in the cafeteria. She made her way downstairs and saw him sitting at a table with a coffee for her.
"Just the way you like it," he said as he pushed it to her while she sat down.
"Thank you, I would ask how you remember, but doctors have amazing memories," she joked.
"That we do," he agreed. "But you didn't call me down here to compliment me".
"That's right, I need a favor," she said.
"Depends on what the favor is," he says.
"I need a number and address for the anesthesiologist involved in Emily's surgery," Alison said and he sucked in his breath.
"I don't think that's a good idea. He's under investigation and I could get in a lot of trouble for this," he says.
"I understand, but I have a feeling that her accident wasn't an accident and he may have been drugged or something," she says truthfully. This is the first time she's used the truth and hoping it would be on her side.
"How do you know that?" he asks.
"Just a feeling. Dr. Robini wouldn't just pick any old anesthesiologist. He must've trusted him," she reasons trying to avoid the topic of A.
"Okay, I'll help you," he says.
"Thank you so much," she responds.
"I'll text you when I have the information," he says before leaving. Alison texted the girls that she would have the information soon and returned back to Emily's room to find the girl not there. Meanwhile Emily was fully sweating in physical therapy. It was harder than she thought and she was a lot weaker than she realized. She could barely lift 20 lbs. weights with her good arm. She was currently working to strengthen her damaged hand and this was a lot easier since it healed perfectly. Next exercise was walking. It took her a while to balance herself because of her blindness, but she had poles to help as she stumbled a little. After a half hour of practice she found her ability to walk straight again.
"Great work today Emily," her physical therapist said.
"Thank you," Emily responded as she was led back into the wheel chair.
"Tomorrow we're going to work on more shoulder exercises, strengthening your hand and walking with a white cane," she says.
"What's a white cane?" Emily asks.
"It's the cane for blind people," she responds.
"But I thought this was temporary," Emily says.
"It is, but we don't know when the pressure will be relieved or how long it will take," she says. "You will be leaving the hospital in a week or two and it would be great if you could see by then, but if not then you're prepared". The news that her sight wouldn't come back soon made Emily angry and nervous at the same. She was silent on her ride up to the room but could smell Alison's scent and that made her a little less tension filled.
"Hey Emily," Alison greets.
"Hey Ali," she says before being helped on the bed.
"A nurse will come in in an hour to give you a sponge bath," a nurse said and the thought filled Emily with embarrassment.
"Can't I do it?" she asks.
"I'm sorry but you're not strong enough yet," the nurse sounds apologetic at least to Emily she does, but she can't see her.
"I can do it," Alison says and the thought fills Emily with worry and self-consciousness.
"No!" she says loudly making both women look at her in shock.
"Why not?" Alison asks and the nurse leaves to give them privacy.
"I just don't want you to," Emily mutters.
"It's not like we haven't seen each other naked before," Alison says.
"Doesn't make it any less awkward and I can't really see," she says.
"Come on Em, I want to. I promised your father that I'd take care of you," she says.
"Then let the nurse do it," she pleads.
"Why can't I? Technically I'm your fiancé and I won't allow anyone else to see you naked, plus it's my job," she says.
"Oh really? I didn't know sponge bathing Emily was apart of your job description," Emily says sarcastically.
"I just added it," Alison retorts and Emily purses her lip trying to think of a comeback. "Then it's settled, I'm giving you a sponge bath".
"Please Alison," Emily pleads.
"Why don't you want me to? Tell me the truth," she asks.
"What if you don't like what you see?" Emily asks looking at her hands as if they were the most interesting things.
"I love everything about you," Alison says while lifting Emily's face by her chin.
"Okay," Emily sighs and they notice how long they've been talking when the nurse comes in with a bucket and cloth.
"I hear you're ready for a sponge bath," she says with glee.
"Yeah, I'll give it to her," Alison says shooting daggers at the young nurse who's unusually happy at the prospect of Emily being naked. She's sort of happy that Emily can't see the green eyed monster come out in her.
"And who are you?" the nurse asks.
"My fiancé," Emily responds for Alison noticing how her voice lowered an octave signaling that she was either mad or jealous and she assumed it was the latter.
"Oh, of course," the nurse says before stumbling out of the room awkwardly leaving Alison with a proud smirk on her face.
"You can wipe that smirk off your face," Emily laughs.
"How did you know it was there?" Alison asks.
"I know everything about you and I'm going to take a guess and say that the green eyed monster just paid you a visit," she smirks in a cocky tone.
"Now look who's confident," Alison teases as she makes her way to Emily. "I'm going to remove your gown," she says and closes the curtain. She hears Emily's breath hitch when she comes into contact with her skin. Alison slips the gown off leaving her completely naked and exposed.
"This is awkward," Emily says out loud. "Did I just say that out loud?" she asks and Alison can't help but laugh.
"Yes, but I rather know what you're thinking," she says. Emily starts playing with her hands and Alison notices that habit of hers when she's nervous. She puts her hand over Emily's to steady them. "Nothing to be nervous about. Why don't you tell me how physical therapy was," she says trying to find a topic to distract Emily.
"Well it kicked my ass," Emily answered back as she felt the warm sponge make contact with her shoulder making her heartbeat quicken. "I've never felt so weak in my life," she says and looks in the opposite direction, but Alison grabs her chin to bring them face-to-face.
"Hey, it was your first session, give it time," she says reassuringly.
"I know. I'm just impatient and they don't even know when my eyesight will get better," she says jittery.
"What do you mean I thought it was temporary?" Alison asks.
"It is, they just don't know how fast the pressure will release," she answers.
"How did you find this out?" she asks.
"In physical therapy. My therapist said she wants to teach me how to use that white stick that blind people use and I freaked out. I thought my eyesight would be back soon and she said I should be leaving in a week or two and that it may or may not come back right then and I should be prepared," she ranted and it shocked Alison so much she stopped bathing Emily.
"Wow," Alison said.
"You know it's getting kind of chilly," Emily said trying to bring Alison out of her daze.
"Oh shit right," she said and continued soaping her up.
"What did you do while I was gone?" she asked.
"I met with the girls and then had lunch with Michael," she said.
"Who's Michael?" Emily asked curiously.
"He's a resident I met while you were in surgery. He helped explain everything that was going on and took me to get coffee a few times," Alison says.
"Should I be worried about this Michael guy?" Emily asks in a playful tone but Alison detected a hint of seriousness.
"Unless I grow a pair of balls and a penis, then you have absolutely nothing to worry about," Alison says seriously.
"Ohhh," Emily responded when it dawned on her that Michael was gay.
"Plus he's married, I saw his husband from across the cafeteria. I must say their relationship reminds me of ours," Alison says washing her off.
"How so?" Emily asks.
"Well if I must, he's like the guy version of you. Tan skin, dreamy eyes, and a big heart. Michael was telling me how he never thought he could love before his husband and how manipulative he was, but he changed for the better. Is any of this ringing a bell?" Alison asked with a smile.
"Hmm I see the similarities. I definitely want to meet him," Emily says with a smile.
"I'm sure he'd love to meet you," she said and started to dry Emily off. She went and got a fresh gown slipped it on Emily. "That wasn't so bad was it?" she teased.
"I do see that my fiancé can give decent sponge baths," Emily teases back.
"I like the sound of that coming from your mouth," Alison says out loud.
"What?" Emily asks.
"Fiancé," she says honestly.
"I have a feeling that pretty soon it will be the actual truth," Emily says before grabbing Alison and bringing her in for a kiss. It was unexpected and it shocked Alison, but they both responded after a few seconds. Soon Alison was straddling Emily and Emily's hands rested on her hips. Emily couldn't see but she committed Alison's body to memory and her lips automatically found her pulse point on her neck. She smiled when she heard a moan from her lips. Her hand and arm still ached but she wanted to be with Alison. Her hands traveled up Alison's shirt and squeezed her breasts resulting in Alison bucking her hips into hers and reattaching their lips. Her hand traveled down to Alison's pants and unbuttoned them before Alison pulled her face away.
"Are you sure? You're still weak," Alison said.
"I've never been more sure. I've wanted you since I was in the 7th grade. I'm tired of people telling me I'm too weak to do things. I want this with you right here and now," she says and grabs Alison's neck pulling her in for a passionate kiss but Alison pulls away once more.
"I know but don't you think we should wait?" Alison says and Emily sighs and rests her head against her shoulder.
"If that's what you want. Is it because I can't see?" Emily asked and it broke Alison's heart because she sounded so vulnerable.
"No of course not," Alison says but Emily didn't believe her.
"Because it's so much better when you can't see," she says with a smirk. "I can't see you but my other senses are heightened," she says softly pulling Alison closer. "I can taste the coffee on your breath and the saltiness from your sweat. I can smell your scent and I know you want me. I can feel you tremble underneath my hands and shake when I've done something right. I know you want me," Emily says into her ear causing her eyes to fill with lust. Emily smirks knowing she won and starts to kiss her neck and receives a moan in response. She lifts Alison's shirt off and feels hands under her gown touching her stomach. Their lips reattach and they're in synch. Emily's hands find her pants again and this time receives no protesting. She pushes them down along with her panties as far as she could and Alison lifts up to do the rest. There she is naked in front of Emily and she feels amazing. Even though Emily can't see her, she could taste, touch and smell her and that made her nerve-endings spark in excitement. She felt Emily lean forward and capture a nipple in her mouth.
"Emily," she whispered out. Emily continues her ministrations before giving the other nipple the same treatment. Alison slipped her gown off again while Emily put the small cover over them. Thankfully she was only hooked up to a heart monitor machine and removed it from her finger. She pulled Alison down onto the bed and moved to rest in between her legs hovering over her. She looked down as if she could see Alison and for a moment, she could see a shadow. She knew she wasn't hallucinating, she could see the outline of a shadow before everything went dark again.
"I can see you," she whispered as Alison's fingers were running on her cheeks and they stopped when she heard Emily speak.
"What?" Alison asked.
"I could see the outline of your body, but it's gone," she says. "You're still so beautiful," she said softly and it caused Alison to have tears. Emily could smell the salt water and leant down to kiss them away.
"How'd you know I was crying?" Alison asked.
"I could smell your tears," she said before attaching her lips to Alison's. The whole moment was electrifying and when their lips met it was like fireworks. Her hands traced the outline of Alison's body making her quiver until the found their home.
"Are you sure?" Emily asked.
"Yes," Alison said and Emily massaged her clit and swallowed Alison's moans with her tongue. Her fingers moved lower until they found her entrance. She entered slowly basking in the feel of her around her digits. Alison felt like home to her and it was something she wanted to remember forever. Alison moaned when her knuckles came into contact with the outside of her entrance. Emily's fingers began to pump in and out, building a steady rhythm and she could feel Alison shaking. Her lips ghosted over her neck before moving down to her nipples. Her left hand ached but that didn't stop her from removing her full weight. Her body started to shake because it wasn't used to the amount of work and Alison noticed.
"It's okay Emily," she said and pulled Emily's full weight on top of her. Emily's head rested in her neck and she continued to suck as she felt Alison tighten around her slightly.
"You almost there?" Emily asked and could feel Ali nod her head. "Do you trust me?"
"God yes Em," she says quickly in between gasps. She didn't have time to react before Emily was pulling her to sit up on her lap. Her arms wrapped around her neck and Emily's hand never left her. Her left arm wrapped around her back to steady her now that her hips were bucking onto her hand to increase the pressure. Alison started bouncing on top of her but she mentioned nothing about the aches because she didn't want to stop her.
"Right there, I'm so close," she whispered in Emily's ear and felt the curling of fingers hit a spot she never knew existed. "Oh God Em. That spot, yessss," she yelled before Emily could attach their lips. Hopefully the whole floor didn't know what was going on, but that would explain why a nurse had yet to appear. Emily focusing back on the task pressed her hips into her hand so her palm would come into contact with Alison's clit and she curled her fingers more.
"Come for me Ali," she whispered but nothing happened. "I love you," she said softly and heard Alison let out a scream against her lips and shake violently above her as her scent filled the room and spread onto Emily's hands. After her tremors finished Emily pushed them back so that she was now lying down and Emily pulled her hand out of her and brought it to her lips.
"You taste as good as you smell, like oranges," Emily smiled and Alison was turned on by the sight she pulled Emily into a passionate kiss and concluded that she did taste like oranges.
"I've read that women taste like what they eat and I know that oranges are you favorite," she said honestly after she got her breathing under control.
"Wise woman," Emily smiled and pecked her again.
"Your turn," Alison said flipping them.
"You don't have to," Emily said.
"I want to," she responded before trailing kisses down Emily's neck to her breasts. Emily let out a moan when lips came into contact with her breasts. Alison continued her assault to her stomach and nipped her hips causing Emily to jerk. Emily felt breathing by her entrance and grabbed Alison's hand.
"Ali, you don't have to," Emily said sincerely.
"I know, but I've dreamed about this for so long," Alison said against her and it turned her on beyond belief. Alison started kissing and biting the inside of her thighs making her quiver in anticipation. She felt Alison swipe her tongue against her clit and she grabbed the sheets. Alison's tongue found its way between two folds and she started to lick and suck like she had done it before according to Emily. Her tongue ghosted over Emily's entrance a few times before entering sending Emily's world spinning. She grabbed a pillow behind her to cover her face but felt Alison tugging it.
"I want to see you cum," Alison said in a seductive tone before going back to her actions. Every time she entered her Emily would cry out. Pretty soon she was a quivering mess.
"Oh god Ali, I need you," she said a little loudly.
"What do you need?" Alison asked with a smirk.
"I need you in me," she said in between breathing. Alison entered her with two fingers and her abs tightened. Alison started sucking on her clit and pushing in and out of Emily.
"Faster," Emily whispered and Alison went faster and deeper. Soon she felt Emily clench down on her hands forcing them to stop so instead she kept massaging her clit as she rode her down from her high. She kissed her way back up to Emily.
"That was amazing," Emily said trying to control her breathing.
"I know," Alison said and pulled Emily in for a possessive kiss.
"I love you," Emily said honestly.
"I love you too," Alison said and saw tears coming down Emily's face. "What's wrong?" she asks.
"That's the first time you said you love me, at least while I was awake," she said and wrapped her arms around Alison.
"I mean it. I love you and only you. I may not be the best when it comes to emotions, but I know for certain that my heart beats for you. I know it will be hard, but I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I thought this conversation would be put off, but I don't want it to be anymore. I've waited months, no years to say this. Emily Fields, I love you and I will continue to until my last breath. I've never felt so loved and protected by anyone. It's not that I just want you physically, but emotionally. You make me a better person. You see the me that I want to be. You've always seen the good in me even when I'm the most ugly and I don't know what I'd do without you in my life. But I don't want to be just friends with you, we've always been so much more than that and I…" she rants until Emily pulls her into a long kiss.
"I heard everything you said while I was in a coma," Emily said against her lips. "I want to grow old with you. I want the 3.5 kids and to cater to you while you're going through pregnancies and bringing you rocky road ice cream with a pickle on the side. I want the large house and picket fence. I want to raise Amelia with you, I want to have stupid fights and mind-blowing make up sex, I want to ground our kids and you sneak them out for ice cream, and to have that awkward sex talk with them. I want you to break my hand while in labor, but remember the left one because I need my right," she says and they both laugh at how ridiculous they sound. "I want my happy ending and the only person I can have it with is you".