What You Don't Know

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An: Please don't hate me.

They had been silent during the car ride to Maya's house, and honestly that didn't bother Emily because she needed time to process and get her thoughts in order. And as Maya met her in front of the car and took her hand so gently, walking them to the front door, Emily knew she really needn't worry about the silence, and instead she basked in it and let it wash away that little bit of stress left over from the day's activities.

They entered the house together, Maya still holding Emily's hand with gentle swipes of her thumb caressing Emily's knuckles. "Maya?" Maya's dad called out from the softly lit kitchen. Maya smiled and rolled her eyes at Emily, making her girlfriend give a silent laugh.

"No it's the deranged serial killer that breaks in and lures unsuspecting girls to their folly before dragging their helpless bodies off into the woods for a random hiker to find." Maya smirked as she sassed her dad. They wait just around the corner, waiting for Henry to respond.

"I thought you said you weren't Maya?" His voice was serious as it reached the girls' ears, though they knew there was mirth hidden just beneath the surface. Maya scoffed, dragging a giggling Emily into the kitchen.

She punched her dad playfully on the shoulder, "Glad you think so highly of your daughter."

Henry shrugged, smirking as he turned to Emily. "You've seen her without coffee in the A.M." He explained no more as Emily laughed openly, sitting comfortably in the seat across from him as Maya poured herself and Emily a cup of peppermint tea.

"Gee thanks for sticking up for me Emily…some girlfriend you are." Maya teased dryly as she sat in the seat next to Emily at the island. Her fake hurt feelings were undermined by her blowing softly at Emily's cup before setting it in front of her girlfriend.

Emily smiled lovingly at the side of Maya's head as her girlfriend focused on her father, never mind that Henry was paying more attention to how Emily looked at his daughter than what his daughter was speaking to him about. He scratched his chin, his eyes lighting up as he put two and two together. The clearing of his throat stopped Maya mid sentence as he fixed the girls with a stern look. "I think it's time to have 'The' talk."

Emily froze in her seat as Maya frowned in confusion, scrutinizing her father's posture. 'Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! He knows I slept with his daughter! He's plotting my death! Oh my god I'm going to die!' Emily panicked. "Your daughter took my virginity!" Emily blurted out without consequence, immediately balking at hearing her own voice. 'Oh god what did I just do?'

Henry blinked once…twice…three times, not finding the words to say. He honestly thought he'd be able to tease the girls and annoy his daughter…but he wasn't expecting to crack Emily that easily.

Maya was horrified…but only for Emily's sake as she took in her girlfriend's pale face. 'Shit! She's going to die from embarrassment.' They were at a standstill, no one really knowing where to go from Emily's little confession. Maya cleared her throat, ready to save her floundering girlfriend.

She was stopped short though as Raina made her presence known by the doorway. She took in the awkward setting, a smirk slowly stretching across her lips until she looked like the Cheshire cat. Maya groaned, knowing what was coming. "Henry you can't be honestly surprised, can you? You know how…experienced Maya is."

Maya rolled her eyes, "Oh yeah hahaha, laugh it up, your daughter's a slut. The joke's getting a little old mom." She sighed, "You know I've only slept with two people, not counting Emily. How many people have you slept with?" She countered automatically, accidently making Emily blush. 'Oh well, the red is better than the white color she was sporting.'

Raina just continued smirking. "Do you really want to know?"

Maya paused, her face scrunching up in obvious disgust. "Never mind." She mumbled as she stood, grabbing both hers and Emily's tea. "We're going to my room." She called as she passed them, Emily trailing just slightly behind her.

"Emily?" Raina called out to her softly, catching her scared eyes as Emily faced her. She smiled softly; Henry smiled as well as he joined his wife in the doorway. "You know we love you dear and we're okay with everything that's happening between you and Maya." Emily exhaled and relaxed, smiling bashfully as she nodded. "Good. If you ever want to talk…" Raina left the offer hanging out there, allowing the girl a quick retreat. Raina chuckled as the two disappeared from sight. "You owe me a new paint set." She commented as she walked away from her husband.

Henry groaned, how was he to know that Emily would just blurt something out like that? He thought he'd at least get a few sentences into his 'speech' before she cracked. He should have never bet against that woman, god knew his wife had a knack for knowing things.

Emily flopped back onto Maya's bed with a groan. "I can't believe I just told your father that you took my virginity. God what is wrong with me?" She whined, making Maya laugh.

Setting the mugs on her nightstand, Maya moved to straddle the girl, peering down at her with loving but amused eyes. "They were just messing with you, honestly they already knew…they're weird like that." She joked, happy when Emily let out a small laugh. "Honestly, they love you Baby, so stop worrying about it. Okay?" Maya looked at her pointedly.

Emily sighed, wondering just how she got so lucky as to have this amazing girl love her. "Okay." She conceded quietly, smiling as Maya rewarded her with a loving peck on the lips.

"Now." Maya pulled away and jumped off the bed, offering her hands to her girlfriend. "Let's take a bath." Maya walked Emily to the bathroom, neither girl aware of Emily's phone lighting up as it vibrated, the unknown caller being sent to her voicemail.

Hanna gave a stressed sigh as she hung up once again. She needed to get in touch with Emily or Maya and she needed it done sooner rather than later. Before they heard or saw what she so desperately wished she could prepare them for. "Did you get a hold of them?" Caleb asked as he sat next to her in her car.

Hanna sighed, looking at him desperately, "No. World War Three would have broken loose if they knew!" Hanna didn't know what to do, right now Emily was probably wrapped up in Maya in a nice protective little bubble…that bubble was about to burst by the time the sun came up.

Caleb frowned, not liking his girlfriend being so frustrated and he could do nothing to help. "It'll be okay Hanna, it'll be okay." He tried to comfort her, but they both knew he was lying. Hanna just dialed her phone again and held it to her ear.

Aria moaned quietly, as Samara kissed her softly. Honestly it was the best thing Aria had ever experience, and their clothes were still on. They'd been on their forth date, a cooking class and if Aria wasn't so infatuated with the blonde already…well that would have sealed the deal.

The night had been fun and playful and everything Aria needed after a stressful day of avoiding Mr. Fitz. At first she wasn't too sure, when they showed up to the Hollis classroom there was nothing but old couples and mid aged friends. But looks sure were deceiving.

Samara made her laugh as they tried and failed to copy the instructions of the chef, but really they were too caught up in each other to recognize anything else. They goofed off and messed up the recipe and it was just…fun. Samara had teased her when she had accidently dropped egg shells in the bowl and Aria got her revenge when she dusted the blonde with floor. It was perfect.

When they got back to Aria's surprisingly empty house, Aria invited her in for a movie…not ready to be away from the blonde just yet. Then when Samara paused said movie, Aria's protests were short-lived as the nervous blonde asked her to make things official…which led to their current predicament. Aria straddling Samara on her family's sofa and the blonde doing delicious things to the brunette with her lips.

The loud sound of a vibrating phone on the hard wooden coffee table made the couple pull away from each other, though Samara was very happy when Aria failed to remove herself from her position on top of her. "It's Hanna." Aria mumbled.

Samara smirked, "Well hurry up before she explodes." She jokes knowing firsthand just how impatient the other blonde could be.

Aria smirked and answered. "Hello? Hanna?"

"Oh my god finally! I've been trying to get a hold of Maya and Emily and they're not answering and it's really important that I talk to them before tomorrow! I don't know what to do, but I need to do something, no we need to do something before that skanky bitch does something to mess with Emily. But I don't know what to do and I can't get a hold of anybody." Hanna rambled, clearly distressed.

"Wait. Slow down. What's going on?" Aria climbed off her now frowning and worried girlfriend and focused on her friend. "No fucking way!" Aria stood, pacing her living room. "Okay. Stay where you are, I'll call Spencer and meet you there." Aria sighed. "Hanna, don't do anything, promise?"

Samara stood as soon as the brunette hung up and rubbed her arms comfortingly, "What's going on?"

Aria looked up at the girl, surprising Samara by the amount of rage that resided in them. "Alison."

Samara let her go and grabbed both their purses, "Come on, you can call Spencer on the way." Aria watched her girlfriend with an odd sense of wonder. 'God she's perfect.'

"You did not just get 80 points with 'happy'." Spencer stared at her…well she didn't know what Toby was to her, but there were kisses and right now that was good enough.

Toby shrugged with a grin, "What just because I don't spell words like 'ZABAGLIONE'…what does that even mean?" He chuckled.

"It's a dessert." Spencer mumbled, thankful when her phone rang to distract her from the fact that she was actually losing at scrabble by words like 'happy' and 'giraffe'. "Hello?" Spencer paled immediately. "Yeah I'm on my way…no I'm with Toby…no, at my house…okay, see you in a bit." Spencer hung up quickly. "I have to go."

Toby frowned, "What's wrong Spence?"

Spencer bit her lip, "Did Jenna say anything about Alison lately?" Her face went hard.

Toby shook his head, "No…why, what's going on Spencer?"

"Hanna said they're at The Grill…together." The silence dragged on.

"I still can't believe that she actually had the nerve to kiss you." Maya said in both disgust and wonder as she dragged her fingers up Emily's arms as they rested atop the lip of the tub.

Emily groaned, leaning her head back onto her girlfriend's shoulder, "Please, don't remind me." She shook her head free of the images and instead focused on where she was in this moment, in Maya's bath, surrounded by millions of tiny little bubbles, the soft glow of the candles being the only light, soft music playing and in her girlfriend's arms, her naked girlfriend's arms. It was a good moment. "I'm more surprised you didn't kill her." She joked.

Maya frowned, nuzzling Emily's hair with a sigh. "Does it bother you?" She questioned softly.

"Does what bother me?" Emily frowned in confusion.

"How I act with you? The protectiveness…" '…the anger.' Maya added silently in her head.

Emily didn't answer right away. Did it bother her? No, not really. Of course she liked to handle things herself, and Maya did allow her and trust her to do so…but her girlfriend did have a knack for showing up when things get out of hand. Maya seemed to just know when her presence was needed. She knew when Emily needed protecting. No, Emily was thankful that her girlfriend had such good timing.

"No, it doesn't." She finally said, banishing Maya's fears. "I don't know if you've noticed, but you kind of have a gift for showing up just when I need you." She laughed softly, making Maya smile sweetly into her hair. "You let me handle things and you're always there when it doesn't work out like I've planned. As far as the anger…" Maya rolled her eyes; of course Emily would pick up on that without her even saying anything. "It's never directed at me…you know I'm yours and I know you don't like it when anyone tries to mess with me…it's kind of flattering." Emily teased, making Maya laugh. "While I don't like it when you get into fights, it's kind of who you are and I accept it." She added softly.

"I love you." Maya whispered adoringly, wrapping her arms around Emily's waist and chest.

Emily kissed her forearm, "Good, cause it'd kind of suck if you didn't. You know, with me being in love with you and all." She stated cheekily as she felt more than heard Maya laughing. Emily closed her eyes and turned her head so that it was tucked into Maya's neck.

She wished this moment could drag on and hold off the sunrise. In this moment, all was right in her world and she felt complete. She felt safe, sure, confident in her future as well as her present. In this moment her past didn't matter nor did it touch her. It was perfect. Maya was perfect.

If only she knew what was coming.