A/N: This chapter is almost entirely Emison dedicated. I had a great time writing it, and I hope you'll have a great time reading it ;) I'm glad I got something like this in, too, because in the next few chapters after this one are going to get less Emison focused and more PLL focused, ya know?

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"Emily, can I talk to you?" my mom asked me as I came out of my bathroom the next morning. It was Saturday, so I hadn't woken Ali yet, but I didn't want to leave her alone too long, or she might wake up alone.

"Uh, yeah, what are you doing up so early?" I asked her, and she just shrugged.

"I just have to ask you," my mom started, "are you and Alison… together?"

I nervously wet my lips. "Mom—"

"I'm only asking so that I don't have to guess around. She's been over here multiple nights in a row…" My mom raised her eyebrows, waiting for my response.

"Yes, we are together," I answered, glancing at my room door. "But, mom, we haven't done anything… and we wouldn't ever in the house. She's only staying over here because she's too scared to stay at her own place and the other girls are always so busy."

My mom nodded, taking a deep breath. "Well, she's welcome to stay here as long as you two keep things appropriate. Why, though, is she so scared of her house?"

I searched my mind for an excuse, and the one that came to mind was pretty simple. "Her dad is working a lot lately, and she hates being home alone waiting for him to get back."

She nodded, though something in her face told me that she was still a little suspicious. "Alright. I have to run some errands this morning. I should be back around noon, or maybe a little later."

"Okay," I answered. "See you later."

I quickly retreated back to my room and as I closed the door behind me, Ali rolled over in the bed, looking like she was starting to wake up. I quickly went back over to the bed and slipped under the covers again.

Ali was awake in just a few more seconds. "Where did you go?" she asked, her voice sounding sleepy and adorable.

"Bathroom," I answered. "And I ran into my mother. She knows about us, but she's totally cool. She did lay down the no sex rule, though."

"We haven't even gotten around to that yet," Ali reminded me, chuckling.

"Well, if… or when we do… it can't be here," I told her, smiling like a dork at her.

"I always thought it was super cool when your mom started coming around for you," Alison admitted. "I heard some about the whole thing. You know, that's when I was sneaking around Rosewood."

I nodded my understanding. "Didn't you write something about that?"

"I think I did. I was really proud of your mom, but honestly, I was kind of pissed at the whole Paige situation. After she tried to drown you or whatever, I wanted to kill her right then and there," Ali muttered. I frowned slightly, and she blinked, her eyes widening a little bit. "Sorry."

I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. There was a time when Ali would never apologize for little things like that. "It's okay," I said, leaning toward her to steal a soft kiss from her lips.

"What was that for?" she asked me playfully, her beautiful blue eyes sparkling.

"No reason," I answered, not able to keep my smile off of my face. When I was with Ali, it was almost like all of the bad things in our lives didn't even really exist. Like it was just me and Alison all the time.

"So, is your mom still lurking around?" Ali asked, scooting even closer to me.

"Nope, she's gone until noon," I answered. "Errands."

"So I don't have to worry about doing this?" Ali asked, before closing the distance between us completely with her lips. The kiss was fierce and hard, and Ali was dominating it with her tongue and teeth. Alison got on top of me, her hands finding the bottom of my tank top and pulling on it. Despite the ferocity of our kiss, I was surprised at how gently she tugged on my shirt.

My hands covered hers, and I helped her pull my shirt up toward where our lips were joined. We separated for an instant to pull the tank top off of me. Before she make any comments on my bare chest, I found the bottom hem of her tank top and pulled it up and over her head.

Now, we were both shirtless, and my heart was beating so hard. I'd seen Alison without a shirt before, in the locker room before she disappeared for example. It was different now, though, because she wasn't stripping naked to mess with me anymore. She wanted to be closer to me, like how I wanted to be closer to her.

I pulled her down on top of me again, our lips meeting in a softer kiss now. Ali's breasts brushed against mine, and my nipples hardened instantly. I let out a sigh into her mouth, and my hands moved to touch Ali's chest. She moaned into my lips as I did, and I massaged them carefully in my hands.

Alison's lips suddenly disconnected from mine, and for a moment, my mind questioned it. Then I felt her lips connect instead with my neck, and my eyes practically rolled backwards into my head. I tilted my head back to give her better access, and I moaned at the feeling of her lips and teeth and tongue against my skin.

At first, my thoughts were unable to stray from Ali, but then I realized that even though my mom wasn't home, I should probably still obey her rules. Her no sex rule was obviously set, but she had also stated to keep things appropriate, and this probably wasn't appropriate to her standards.

I finally said, in almost a moaning sort of way, "We should probably stop."

"Probably," Ali agreed, whispering the word hotly against my skin. I thought for a moment that she was going to continue to suck on my skin, despite what I said, but then she pulled herself off of me and collapsed next to me instead, breathing as heavily as I was.

I sighed, grabbing for Ali's hand. "It's getting harder and harder to stop," I groaned.

"Maybe we shouldn't stop next time," Ali said quietly.

"Well as long as we're here…" I trailed off, but I knew that Ali understood that I didn't want to betray my mom's trust in me. The old Alison would probably have made fun of me for having a stick up my butt and being a goody two shoes, but my Alison wasn't, and that made me feel elated.

Ali turned on her side to face me, and I turned my head to meet her eyes. "So let's not be here," she whispered, quirking up an eyebrow. "It's Saturday, can't we go somewhere alone?"

I bit my lip, thinking about the idea. Sure, Ali and I had been spending the nights together, but we hadn't had any real alone time. Especially not alone time to do those things that Ali probably wanted to do. And that I wanted to do, so badly. "Where should we go?" I gave in, smiling slyly at her. It wasn't like it took a lot of effort to get me to give into getting away with my girlfriend. Damn, it sounds good thinking the word girlfriend in regards to Ali.

"I don't know," Ali answered, and I saw her thinking expression cover her face. "Motels are gross, we can't go to one of those."

I smirked. No, I didn't want my first time with Ali to be at a motel either. That was just trashy. "Spencer might lend us her lake house. I don't know if that's the best idea, though. It's a few hours away, and… you know… A…"

Ali sighed, letting herself fall off of her elbow and back against her pillow. "I hate this. I feel like I can't move without doing something wrong that's going to get A to come after me, with his or her own scarf this time."

I squeezed her hand in my own. "You know, if your dad is working, we could always just go to your house."

Ali turned her head to meet my eyes, and she raised her eyebrows. "I hadn't even though of that."

"If you don't want to go there, I completely understand, though," I added quickly.

Alison grinned. "I'll have you there to protect me, won't I?"

"Yes, yes you will," I agreed, smirking at her. "When do you want to go?"

"Let's stay here until your mom gets back, that way we will know for sure that my dad is gone before we go there," Ali suggested. I nodded in agreement. Suddenly, Ali's gaze dropped down to our entwined hands. "What are you doing?"

I glanced down at our hands and realized that I'd been tracing little hearts over the back of her hand. I stopped. "Sorry."

"No, you don't have to stop. It feels good," Ali admitted. "I'm just not that used to it yet."

Suddenly, my phone started to ring from the end table behind me. I groaned as I reluctantly let go of Ali's hand to reach for it. I checked the caller ID and, seeing that it was just Spencer, I answered. "We have to have a meeting. All five of us. About Mona and Melissa and stuff.'

"Not today, we don't," I argued, meeting Ali's eyes.

"Why the hell not?" Spencer demanded. "We need to be figuring out about these journals now!"

"Look, Spence, we can do this tomorrow," I insisted. "Ali and I are out of order today."

There was a silence on the other end of the line, and I could practically see Spencer raising her eyebrows. "What dirty things do you have planned?" she asked, and now I could picture her wiggling her eyebrows.

I felt my face turn red. "Shut up, Spence! We're just spending the day together, okay?"

"Uh huh," Spencer said unbelievingly. "Fine, tomorrow. Noon, my place. Got it?"

"Got it," I answered, rolling my eyes. "See you."

"Tell Ali I said hey," Spencer added quickly, and then she hung up. I set my phone back on my end table and then laid next to Ali again.

"Spencer says hey," I stated. "And she wonders what dirty things we're going to be doing today."

"You should've told her a bunch of sex positions and freaked her out," Ali suggested, laughing and wiggling her eyebrows, which was so totally sexy.

"What makes you think I'd know a bunch of sex positions?" I asked her, quirking up my right eyebrow at her.

Alison's eyes darkened slightly, and I was honestly surprised to see that. "You know what I told you years ago. The ones who are shy in the streets are sexy in the sheets."

My breathing became labored once she said the word "sexy". "You think I'm sexy?" I asked her, lifting an eyebrow as I tried to breathe normal.

Ali licked over her lips and her eyes dropped to my chest. I had almost forgotten that we still didn't have shirts on, because Ali had drawn the blanket up and over her breasts. I, however, hadn't. Her eyes darkened again, and I suddenly realized that she hadn't had sex in probably four years, and she was probably pretty sexually frustrated now that she was with me. I almost wanted to just take her right now, but we had already decided to wait until we got to her house.

I pulled the covers up over my chest, and Ali's eyes jumped back up to look at mine. She smiled innocently, and I chuckled. "Maybe we should put our shirts back on," I suggested.

"Maybe," she agreed, but made no move to find her shirt. I rolled my eyes playfully at the blonde and felt around the bed for our tanks. I found them and passed one to Ali. We both sat up, letting the blanket uncover our bare chests, and slipped the tanks over our heads and onto our bodies.

Alison sighed as she glanced at my covered body. "This is like not romantic at all, but I cannot wait to have sex with you, Em." I couldn't help but let out a laugh at that, and Ali furrowed her eyebrows at me when I did. "What's so funny?" she tried to growl out the question, but we both knew that at this point, she couldn't really be mean to me.

"On a scale of one to ten," I started playfully, "how excited are you to have sex with me?"

Alison glared at me. "Emily," she groaned, laying back down on the pillow and covering her eyes. I stifled another laugh and leaned over her silently. I held my hand over the fingers on both of her hands, so that she couldn't uncover her eyes. "Em!" she squealed, but I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers before she could get anything else out.

She immediately reciprocated the kiss, clearly not caring that I was keeping her eyes covered. When I pulled my lips from hers, though, she wiggled her fingers and I moved my hand.

Ali looked at me longingly. "My dad is probably gone by now," she commented. I smirked at her. "C'mon, I can't wait any longer."

"You're right, this isn't romantic," I teased.

Alison shot me the best glare that she could muster, standing up, and then she just gave up and rolled her eyes at me. "You know how to have romantic sex right?" Ali asked.

I tried not to choke on my answer. "Uh, I guess?"

It was Ali's turn to smirk at me now. "Good, so it will be romantic."

"Ali, do you even like… know how sex between two girls works?" I asked carefully.

She glanced at me as she looked through her bag of clothes and stuff. "Sure, I know how it works, I guess. I mean… I've never done it." I raised an eyebrow at her, and she met my gaze again and shrugged. "I'm not going to look it up, Em."

I rolled my eyes playfully, because I wasn't expecting her to look it up. "Don't worry about it, it's easy."

Ali's cheeks turned red suddenly, and I was sure that she was picturing the two of us having sex already. If I was being honest, I'd done that plenty of times. It wasn't a new thought to me. As if trying to make it less obvious, she looked up at me again. "Get up! We're going to my place!"

"She's oh so bossy," I teased. Ali just shot me a look, and I tried not to laugh as I got up. I went to my closet to grab an easy change of clothes.

Twenty minutes later, I'd left a note for my mom in the kitchen and Ali and I were pulling up to her house. We didn't see her dad's car around, and we didn't see him when we walked inside either, so we both silently decided that he was gone.

It didn't take us long to lock ourselves in Ali's room and get onto her bed. Alison seemed to decide that we were going to pick up from where we left off, and she removed all of our upper body clothing before I could barely register what was happening. Then her lips were on my neck, and she started moving a bit slower.

I couldn't help the moan that was already slipping out of my mouth as she sucked on my skin, and our breasts mingled carefully in between our bodies. Deciding that this wasn't enough for me, I let my arms slither around her body and gently pull her down pretty much completely on top of me, so that our chests were flush against each other.

My skin was burning now, and I could feel that Ali's was, too. She pulled her lips away from my neck, but I never found out what she had been planning to do, because I flipped us over before she could do anything. Now, my lips were on her skin, only I started straight away with her beautiful breasts.

She moaned, as expected, when my lips closed around her nipple and I sucked on it. Her hands were tangled in my hair already, and her legs were tangled with my legs.

"Emily," Ali moaned out. My eyes widened as she moaned my name, and I could no longer wait to please her. If she was already moaning like that, I honestly couldn't wait to see her reaction when I touched her.

It didn't take long to dispose of her shorts, and then her underwear, especially since she was helping with it. As soon as I could, I touched my Alison, and she gasped immediately.

I decided on gently sucking the skin on her neck as I slowly pleased her. When she finally climaxed, she let out a sound that made me want to touch her again and again and again.

As Alison came down from her high, I held her and waited for her to say something. I knew that she would say something, too, because I could practically see gears turning in her head. As soon as she was breathing normally, Ali whispered, "Wow."

I smiled, proud of myself. "Wanna give it a go?" I asked her playfully. For a half a second, she messed with me by looking like she was actually considering whether or not to, but then she smirked at me and straddled me suddenly.

Ali spent a surprising amount of time getting to know my body, which actually felt really good. She kissed lightly across my chest and my abs, as well as my neck. In fact, it made me feel really special, actually.

Until she kissed the inside of my thigh, at which point I felt special and very aroused. Her light kisses turned into kisses with tongues involved, and she teased me with the inside of the tops of my thighs at first. Despite me wanting her to touch me already, I definitely enjoyed the teasing.

Finally, Alison touched me. She used her fingers, like I had, and I was very impressed with her first time pleasing a girl. In fact, I was sure that it felt better than any of my first times with any of my other girlfriends. I definitely moaned out Ali's name more than a few times.

After I came, Ali waited expectantly for me to tell her how she'd done for her first time. She stroked my hair as I waited for my breathing to level out, which made me feel tired and want to sleep. As soon as I felt that I could use my voice without it failing, I asked her, "Are you sure that was your first time?"

Alison smiled proudly at me, and then pulled me in for a soft kiss. Our naked bodies tangled together and we laid there, wrapped into pretty much just one person.

We could've laid there all day, and we probably would've, too, if we didn't suddenly hear a noise outside of Ali's room. The blonde immediately jumped up as she heard it. "What was that?" she demanded.

I sat up as well, watching the door carefully. "We locked the door," I stated.

"Dad?" Ali called, grabbing my hand and squeezing it. She didn't just squeeze it once and quickly, though, she was holding on for dear life. "Dad is that you?"

The doorknob suddenly began to jiggle, and Alison gasped, she wrapped her arms around my arm, and I just stared at the door, willing whoever it was to just go away. I felt so exposed right now, and I really didn't want anyone at all to walk in right now.

"Emily," Ali whispered, fear lacing her voice. The doorknob continued to jiggle as I held Alison closer to me, and then it just stopped. We both stared at the door in fear, but it didn't open. We heard footsteps walking away from the entrance to Alison's room and, straining to hear, we managed to hear the front door close as well.

Ali and I exchanged terrified looks.

"Who the hell was that?"

"TANA WHY WOULD YOU END A FLUFFY HAPPY CHAPTER WITH SOMETHING LIKE THAT?"

So, if you haven't read any of my stories before this one, you now know why I write "M for Mild Sex" in the description of my stories. I've never had sex- actually I've never even had my first kiss yet (depressing I know), so all I know about it is from what everyone in high school knows and what I've learned from FF (gotta love how informative the right M rated fic can be *laughing*). Anyway, smut is hot and all, but I like to stay on the less vulgar side. Anyway, if you HAVE ready any of my stories before this one, you're probably tired of me saying this every time haha...

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So, I think we're pretty evenly split between thinking that Mona's Team took Ali's journals and Hanna taking them. You'll find out in the next chapter... ;)

Did you all enjoy the PLL episode? I liked the intensity, trust me, but the episodes are feeling shorter lately :( Also, WHO THE HECK WAS THAT GUY AT THE END?! Bleh. Yeah, I also LOVED the Chasing Life episode. GRENNA FTW! I was so happy that Brenna picked Greer over Kuran or however the hell you spell that guy's name. He was like so insensitive at the beginning of ep and throughout the whole scene where he was making Brenna pick between him and Greer, I was like "C'MON BRENNA YOU KNOW YOU WANT GREER!" Yay for lesbian relationships in modern TV shows!

Haha... If you haven't noticed, I'm a total fangirl.

Goodnight my lovelies! Please review =D (Btw, WYRA update incoming in a few minutes too)