A/N: Hello loves! Sorry for the late update! Truth be told, I've just finished Let Me Love You. You all have four more chapters until the end, and I'll try to remember to update them over the next four days. I'll save all my sappy commentary about the end of the story for the last chapter...

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Ali tapped her foot impatiently for the few seconds that it took her mom to come to the door. She hadn't really been nervous until Emily admitted to being nervous. Now, she was a mess.

Well, inside she was a mess. Outside, she was doing a pretty good job of holding it together. Except her foot, which tended to tap when nerves were twisting around in her stomach.

The door swung open to reveal her mom, smiling at the two of them. "Hello you two!"

Ali smiles and gave her mom a quick hug.

"You must be Emily!" Alison's mom wrapped Emily in a quick hug, and Ali hoped that Emily was a little calmer now that she was so nervous.

"Nice to meet you Ms. DiLaurentis," Emily said, smiling as she pulled out of the hug. She didn't look nervous. But then again, Ali didn't look nervous either.

"Oh please, dear, call me Jessica," she insisted. "Now come on inside, I've got dinner ready already."

They went inside and Ali took Emily's hand. She told herself that it was for Emily's benefit, but it was really for her own. Why had she become so nervous all of the sudden?

They sat down around the dining table, which was covered in food that Alison didn't really pay much attention to, and her mother began to start dishing it out to the three of them. "So, Emily, you went to school in Philadelphia?"

"Yes," Emily answered, smiling slightly.

"What for?"

"Coaching. I'm a swimmer. I've actually been offered a position at Rosewood High for next year, as soon as I finish my teaching degree at Hollis," Emily explained. Alison was stunned at how amazingly calm Emily seemed. Was she really just not nervous?

"Oh really? Aria is going to work there too, isn't that what you told me Alison?"

"Yep," Ali answered, smiling and hoping that her nerves weren't obvious.

EEE

Emily gave Alison a concerned look. She seemed very uneasy, while Emily's nerves had all but disappeared completely. Confused as to why her girlfriend was nervous, Emily wondered if she'd done something wrong. Thinking back to the last couple of minutes, she decided that she hadn't. Why was Alison so nervous?

"Do you like being back in Rosewood, Emily?" Jessica asked, a kind smile on her face.

Emily smiled. "Yeah, it's a lot nicer than I remember it."

They made some more small talk and chit chat throughout dinner, and Ali finally started to join in on it. She seemed to loosen up as the dinner went by. Emily felt pretty good about the whole meal, actually, because Jessica seemed to really like her.

After the main meal was over, Jessica looked to her daughter and asked, "Ali, dear, do you mind bringing the cake in here?"

"Sure," Ali agreed, smiling and standing. She left the dining room and headed in the direction of wherever the kitchen was.

"Emily," Jessica said suddenly, her voice somewhat hushed.

"Yes?" Emily asked, not sure if she should be worried about whatever was about to be said.

"My daughter may seem extremely tough, but she is truly very delicate. She can be hurt and she can be broken. You seem like a very nice girl, and you are also the first person that Alison has ever seemed to genuinely like. You better be sure that you don't do anything to hurt her, or you will have me to deal with. Understand?" Jessica demanded.

Emily swallowed thickly, hoping that the gulp wasn't audible. "Yes, ma'am. I would never intentionally hurt her."

"I know you wouldn't," Jessica said, smiling slightly and leaning back in her chair a bit. "But you better be sure that you don't unintentionally hurt her either."

Alison came back in with a cake in her hands. "This looks amazing, mom."

Jessica grinned, and Emily forced a smile. "Thanks, I made your favorite!" Throughout dessert, Emily didn't talk much. The cake was amazing, so she used that as an excuse to herself for why she wasn't joining in on the conversation. But honestly, she was a little intimidated by Alison's mom.

If Ali was ever intimidating, her mom was even worse. It was something about the glint in her eye that told Emily that she wasn't joking around. Something about that smile that made her words "I know you wouldn't" sound like just a formality.

But aside from that, Emily was also now worried that she would unintentionally hurt Alison. She realized that while it was easy to intentionally hurt someone, it was probably just as easy, if not easier, to unintentionally hurt someone. What if she made a mistake, and did something that hurt her girlfriend?

Stop it, Emily. You would never intentionally hurt her, and you will always do your best to not unintentionally hurt her. You know that, she told herself, and she hoped that she was right.

When they left, Jessica gave them both a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek and wished them a good night.

"I think she liked you," Alison decided, smiling at Emily. Emily returned the smile, and found that it came easy now that they were away from Jessica. "Are you okay? You got a little quiet during dessert."

"I'm fine," Emily insisted, forcing her smile to stay on her face.

They got into Alison's car, but the blonde didn't start driving. "Emily, what did my mom say to you while I was getting the cake? Because whatever she said to make you uncomfortable... Look, my mom can be kind of crazy sometimes. Don't listen to whatever she said."

Emily just nodded stiffly. She was overreacting. All that happened was a protective mother speech to protect her daughter. "Well, at least she likes me," Emily decided, smiling, even though she wasn't even sure if Jessica actually liked her.

"I told you that she would. You're pretty amazing, you know?" Ali asked, chuckling.

Emily blushed and smiled a real smile. Even though Alison tended to compliment her a lot, she couldn't help but blush every time. And she figured that it was a good thing.

The next morning, they were up nice and early to go running. They kept a steady pace and talked about what they had planned for the day. Ali was going to hang out with Hanna after her work, because after Emily's work, Emily was going to class with Aria and then going to meet with Paige.

Now that Emily had gotten through meeting Alison's mom, she was starting to feel a little nervous about meeting with Paige. After what happened between Paige and Ali the other day, she was really afraid of what Paige would try to do to get between them. But Emily knew that whatever she did, she could never break Emily and Alison up.

They got back to the apartment and got ready for their days. Emily hated the fact that she wouldn't see Ali again until later that night, excluding lunch, but it was just a day, it wasn't forever.

Work was boring, as usual, except for her lunch break with Ali. They avoided the topic of Paige as they talked. Emily left the Grille with one goodbye kiss from Ali and then went back to two more hours of boring work.

After her work, she picked up Aria from the apartment building and then went to Hollis for their class together. The class was pretty boring as well, but Emily took what notes she needed. On their drive back from Hollis, Emily talked briefly to Aria about her meeting with Paige. The shorter girl insisted to her that she had nothing to worry about, because nothing Paige said could hurt Emily and Alison.

Emily hoped that she was right.

She dropped Aria back off at the apartment and then headed to the Brew. She breathed slowly in order to keep herself calm. Just because this was going to be her first real conversation with Paige since they broke up, she didn't have to be sweating so much.

"Emily!" Paige called as soon as Emily walked into the Brew. Emily held up her index finger to indicate that she would be there in a minute. In the mean time, she ordered a mocha. She considered getting a muffin or a scone, but decided against it. She was way too nervous about this.

She approached Paige, who was sitting on one of the couches. "Hi, Paige."

"I'm really surprised that you wanted to meet with me for coffee," Paige admitted. "I thought you wanted nothing to do with me."

She sounded proud of herself, and Emily felt like she was going to throw up. Emily sat down on a different couch. "I just figured that we need to talk about some things."

"I agree," Paige said, but she sounded too confident that she was going to get what she wanted.

"Like first of all, how you tried to tell my girlfriend that I don't like her," Emily stated bluntly. She watched as Paige's expression changed as she realized that this talk wasn't really for her benefit, but for Emily's.

"Well, I don't think she's your type," Paige stated, sounding as though she was tasting something sour at the same time.

"You don't even know her Paige," Emily snapped.

"Okay, then I'm sure if I did know her, she must be a lot like me if she is your type," Paige said smugly.

"She is nothing like you, Paige. She would never do what you did to me," Emily practically growled.

"Calm down, Emily," Paige insisted, scooting a little closer in the direction of Emily's couch. "Look, I'm sure she's a great girl. But you know that you and I are meant to be together."

"I used to think that, until you cheated on me with some slut," Emily hissed.

"Emily, I was drunk when that happened, and all we did was kiss!" Paige exclaimed.

"All you did? Paige, cheating doesn't mean sleeping with. Kissing counts as cheating, and to me, so does flirting. You broke my heart, and there's no way I'm giving it back to you when it's finally fixed," Emily snapped.

Emily stood up and started away from Paige. She was done with this conversation. "Okay, Emily! But if you don't think that we could ever work out, what makes you think that you and your pretty blonde will ever work out? One of you guys will make a mistake, and then you'll be over. That's just how it works! So I hope that you're ready to face that."

Emily just kept one walking until she left the Brew. She was done with this bitch.

One of you guys will make a mistake, and then you'll be over.

You'll be over.

Emily shook her head. That wasn't going to happen. It wasn't. She wouldn't let it. Ali wouldn't let it.

Paige was just a bitch.

*raises hand* *balls hand into fist* *punches Paige in her face* *smiles*

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When this story ends, I may start another Emison fic after S5 of PLL starts up. After this, though, I'll be focusing on my Karmy fic and a new Dantana fic that I will hopefully get up in the next week.

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