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AN: I know I'm horrible. I suck at updating and I'm so unbelievably sorry. Just please don't hate me.
AN#2: I don't remember how I portrayed Maya's parents' possible views on Pot, and I'm too lazy to go back and check…So from here on out they will be the free loving hippies I've envisioned them to be!
"Emily! Could you come here for a minute please?" The sound of her mother's voice made her pause at the base of the steps. The door was literally just a few steps away; surely she could reach it before her mother could catch her. "Sweetheart?" Emily sighed in defeated.
She found her mom at the kitchen counter, one hand on her coffee cup and the other flipping through the morning newspaper; as she entered Pam looked up at her and offered a smile. "What's up?" For a moment her mother said nothing, instead the women took the time to close her newspaper and sit her cup down before folding her hands atop the counter and focusing on her daughter; an eerie smirk on her lips. Emily's spine straightened, her eyes narrowed as she took in the change. "What?" It sounded more like an accusation than it did a question, but Emily was too suspicious to care.
"These arrived for you this morning." Emily followed the tilt of Pam's head till she was met with the sight of a beautiful, almost grand, bouquet of long-stemmed red roses. Hesitantly Emily reached for the white card that stood out from all the red.
'You deserve this and so much more.
All my love, for always.
-Yours.'
"Remind me to have that wonderful girlfriend of yours to have a talk with a certain husband of mine. Maya can teach him a thing or two about how to treat a lady." Pam winked at her daughter, and though Emily should have been really freaked that her mom was talking so casually and positively about Maya and their relationship, Emily was focusing on other things. Besides, Pam and Raina were thick as thieves these days, so really it wasn't that much of a surprise, thankfully her mom wasn't as bad as Maya's…
Emily frowned, "These are from Maya?" Her girlfriend was many things, and romantic was definitely one of them…but this didn't seem quite right. Maya would have signed her name…wouldn't she?
Pam matched her daughter's frown with one of her own. "Of course they are, aren't they…who else would send you roses?"
Emily could sense her mom's panic and quickly sent her a small smirk, "Oh you know, it could be from one of my many other girlfriends…I'm quite popular you know." She knew the crack would throw her mother off…and it did.
Pam scoffed, "Right, you're so whipped you probably haven't even talked with another girl that wasn't Spencer, Hanna or Aria."
"Mom!" Emily gaped in shock. Her mother was certainly getting comfortable about her sexuality, not that Emily wasn't grateful, she was. Her mother was acting like Maya's though, and that was unsettling. She'd have to talk to Maya about this…and the flowers.
Emily sat in the little alcove of couches at the coffee shop with Spencer and Aria; Hanna was late as usual. "You know you could just ask Maya." Aria reasoned…again. For the past ten minutes she has been trying, and failing, to convince both Emily and Spencer that the easiest thing to do was simply ask Maya if she sent the flowers. It's been an uphill battle.
Spencer scoffed, "Right, and when it turns out that she didn't send them what are you going to say?"
"Well it's not like she did anything wrong guys. For all we know she did send them, so you'll thank her and if, if, she didn't send them then you'll just toss them out. I think we're making a bigger deal of this than it is." Aria argued.
"She's right, Spence." Emily agreed.
"Finally!" Aria cheered in exasperation. Spencer smirked and shook her head.
"Seriously, this is Maya we're talking about, since when have I ever been afraid to discuss anything with her." Spencer and Aria both gave her a look. "I mean recently!" She defended herself, making the other two laugh at her expense. "I'll just tell her." Emily sat back, the tension finally easing from her shoulders.
"Good! The less drama we have the better…seriously you're like a magnet Em." Aria laughed.
Spencer shrugged, "On a brighter note, it seems as though your mom's completely over her homophobia."
Emily nodded, "Thank god." The girls laughed at the sheer relief in their friend's voice.
"STUD!"
The girls whipped around to find a manically grinning Hanna Marin marching toward them in impossibly high heels. In fact the whole coffee shop was now staring at the blonde; she ignored the stares and plopped down beside a very confused Emily. "You, Emily Fields, are a complete Stud! Badass! Sexy! Bitch!" The blonde giggled, and with each word Emily paled.
'Oh shit…Maya freaking told Hanna. Fuck!'
"Hanna, what are you talking about?" Spencer snapped, becoming even more confused as Emily tried to sink into the couch.
Hanna grinned proudly, "I'm talking about my best friend, this fabulously badass girl right next to me, totally owning her girlfriend in the storage room in the back of the library during lunch period yesterday! That's what I'm talking about."
Emily groaned, blushing hard and mumbling. "I can't believe she told you."
"Wait! Emily, you and Maya…" Astonished, Spencer couldn't even finish her sentence as she gaped at the blushing girl.
Aria smirked over her to-go cup, "Way to go Em."
Keyed up, Hanna continued. "Of course Maya told me! Just like you tell me everything, between the two of you, I can create a step by step timeline of your relationship." She shrugged as though it were no big deal, because to her, it really wasn't. She could say the same with Aria and Samara's relationship.
Speaking of, Aria grimaced. "Join the club Em. I don't even tell Hanna everything, but if I leave something out, Samara's all too willing to fill in the details."
Hanna glared, "You sound awful ungrateful for someone who should be thanking my awesome match making skills." She pointed out. "Besides, Samara was my friend first so there." The blonde stuck out her tongue in a childish, but playful, gesture. "Now…back to Emily's sex life."
"Oh great, your favorite subject…" Emily deadpanned; it was going to be a long day.
"Alright, the game is Five Card Draw, three's wild. Five chip buy in, ten to call." Spencer drawled as she dealt the cards around the table. Poker night was a recent thing, but being a Hastings she took it seriously, and of course she loved to win.
"And no getting help from your girlfriends!" Hanna cut in, munching on one of the cookies Maya made. "These are freaking delicious by the way."
Maya smirked and nodded, "Yeah it's a great recipe."
Hanna frowned, Maya waited…and then suddenly Hanna went from confused to completely surprised. Her hand flew up to cover her mouth. "Are these…special cookies?"
The table laughed at the blonde, "Seriously Hanna, that's like your third cookie…how did you not know?" Aria laughed, nibbling on a piece of her own cookie, smacking Samara's hands as she tried to steal some of the chocolaty goodness.
"Does Emily know that you brought pot cookies to poker night?" Hanna frowned, though the girls noticed she continued eating the cookie in her hand.
"Does Emily know what?" The girl in question walked in at that moment handing her girlfriend a Jack and Coke as she took the empty seat in between Maya and Hanna. When the table remained silent and shrugged and grabbed a cookie…only to have Hanna snatch it out of her hand. "Hanna? What the hell?"
"I don't think you'll like that Em…" She said wearily, once again stuck between Emily and Maya and whose side to take.
The frown immediately vanished as Emily caught on to what was happening; instead she smiled and took back her cookie. "Do you really think Maya brought special cookies without me knowing? Who do you think helped her? Like Maya has the attention span to bake…if I left it to her she would have burnt down her house." She laughed, then turned to said girlfriend. "No offense Baby."
Maya kissed her lips quickly but softly, "None taken, you're right."
"How the hell did you make these without your parents knowing?" Spencer inquired, already distracted with the cards in her hand.
All attention was on Maya though as the girl giggled, "As long as I'm responsible and don't burn down the house or get in trouble, my parents are pretty chill about it. Besides they know I'm with Emily tonight and they're literally right next door, so they're ok with it."
"I want your parents." Samara pouted.
Spencer spared a glance at the other blonde, "Are your parents strict?"
Samara shrugged, "Not really, I mean they do have a gay daughter and are active in PFLAG, but they're definitely not as free-spirited as Maya's." Samara smirked.
Maya laughed, "Nobody's parents are as free-spirited as mine."
"That's not what I heard." Spencer laughed. "I hear Mrs. Fields is getting pretty free-spirited, huh Em?"
Emily groaned, "I can't really complain seeing how she's no longer holding murderous thoughts about Maya…but there's just something inherently wrong with your mother asking said girlfriend to give my father advice on, and I quote, 'how to treat a lady'." She rolled her eyes as her ears were met with the expected laughs. She picked up her cards, "So we doing this or what?"
"So…someone sent you roses huh?" Maya whispered into Emily's hair as she held the girl in her arms. The poker game had been a bust after Hanna's cookies caught up to her, as well as everyone else that indulged in Maya's special treat. They ended up playing a high risk game of Go Fish, which Spencer won…twice before they called it quits and spread out in Spencer's den.
Maya and Emily claimed the fainting couch, as usual, and now just the two of them were awake, the girls passed out in varying degrees of smashed in front of the fire. Emily nodded against Maya's neck, "Yeah." Once again someone was messing with Emily's relationship, and once again Emily was the target of said drama…one of these days Maya just might walk away and save herself the hassle.
As if sensing where Emily's head is, Maya kissed it. "No worries Emily, it'll be okay. Everything they've thrown at us only made us stronger and this will be no different. I promise."
With droopy eyes, Emily snuggled further into the safety of her girlfriend's arms. She was in her safe place and she knew as long as she had Maya, she could handle whatever came their way. "I love you." Came the whisper from sleepy lips.
Maya grinned down at her girlfriend as she faded into the peaceful dream world. "I love you too, Emily Fields."