A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates, school has been crazy lately. Thanks again to everyone who has left me a review, I really enjoy reading all of them. If there is anything you would like to see happen in this story please let me know and I'll try my best to fit it into the story. Enjoy!
Alison ran as fast as her legs could take her. She knew that she shouldn't have stayed away from her patient all day, but she just couldn't bring herself to face the younger woman until she dealt with whatever was going on in her head. After 10 minutes of running, she reached Ms. Fields floor, only to find Nurse Peters standing calmly at the nurse's station.
"Nurse Peters, what's the problem I got your page!" Alison said sounding out of breath.
"I wanted to know what is gods name is making you avoid a critical patient all day!" Betty snapped at the young blonde, making her jump.
"I wasn't avoiding...I've been busy today." Alison lied to the older woman.
"Alison Jessica DiLaurentis! You are not going to lie to my face twice in one day. I promised your mother when she retired that I would look out for you and I can't do that if you don't let me in!" Betty shouted at the blonde woman, something she hasn't done since she caught Alison drawing on one of her mother's charts when she was six.
"Okay...I have been avoiding her." Alison admitted.
"Well, hallelujah for that! Now are you going to tell me what's wrong or do I have to go and ask Emily?" She asked while smiling at the blonde woman.
"Emily? Oh, Ms. Fields, no that will not be necessary I'll tell you...she said something to me while I was checking her shoulder for infection and I reacted in a bad way...I just needed to get out of there and I've been afraid that if I go back in it will happen again." Alison let out a long and overdue sigh once she was finally finished talking.
"Define reacted badly…" Betty asked trying to get more out of Alison.
"My palms were sweaty, my breathing quickened and my face started to warm," Alison explained without actually saying what she knew happened.
"You were blushing and flustered...what exactly did she say to you?" Betty asked curiously. She had never known Ailson to react like this, not even with Eliot.
"She accused me of staring at her...chest," Alison said in a hushed whisper.
"And were you?!" Betty asked while taking a step closer to the blonde.
"Of course I wasn't! I was checking her shoulder and got lost in a daydream about what could have been if my mother hadn't of forced me into the ER." Alison admitted while running a hand through her messy hair.
"You love working in the ER, admit it! If you had of went into plastics you wouldn't be working with me." Betty joked with the blonde.
"As fun as this catch up was, I need to get back to work. So if you'll excuse me…" Ailson was about to turn on her heel and walk away when suddenly Betty grabbed her arm.
"Actually there is something else I paged you for, Emily Fields asked me to, she's waiting for you." Betty smiled before heading into the nurse's break room.
"Here goes nothing…" Alison composed herself before putting her messy hair up in a ponytail, before straightening out her lab coat and heading towards Ms. Fields room.
Emily sat nervously waiting for Doctor DiLaurentis to appear, she knew that she was probably too busy to come and see her for no reason, but Emily still remained hopeful and prayed that she came before Hanna got back.
Emily didn't know what she was going to say to her when she saw her, Emily knew that she was in the wrong and that she shouldn't have talked to her like that. It was inappropriate and out of line, the woman had just saved her life and now Emily was making her so uncomfortable to the point where she can't even finish an exam on her, she had to put this right.
*Knock, Knock*
"Come in…" Emily said weakly while moving herself to sit up slightly.
"Good evening Ms. Fields, Nurse Peters said that you wanted to see me." Doctor DiLaurentis said bluntly while slowly walking over to have a look at Emily's chart.
"Yeah...I wanted to...well you see….fuck why is this so hard!" Emily swore in frustration.
"Language Ms. Fields!" Doctor DiLaurentis snapped at the brunette.
"Sorry...I was trying to say sorry and now I guess I need to say it again for swearing, so I'm sorry doc." Emily said making the sides of Alison's mouth twitch slightly.
"There is no need to apologize Ms. Fields if anything I should be apologizing to you, I acted unprofessionally and I would understand if you felt like you needed a new doctor," Alison explained, inside she was secretly hoping that Ms. Fields would take her up on her offer, Alison didn't know what was going on in her head at the minute, but she knew that it had something to do with the woman lying in the bed in front of her.
"I don't need a new doctor, you saved my life. I was the one that was out of line...can we just put this behind us?" Emily asked apologetically.
"I am willing to forget all about this day and start again if you are," Alison said while clasping her hands together behind her back.
"Let's start again then...I'm Detective Emily Fields." Emily weakly extended her hand out to the blonde doctor who stood awkwardly beside the bed.
"I'm Doctor DiLaurentis, it's nice to officially meet you Ms. Fields." Alison smiled slightly while taking Emily's hand in hers.
"Really? That's all I get? No first name?" Emily asked while shaking her hand gently, truth be told Emily didn't want it to end, she didn't know why but she enjoyed the feeling of Doctor DiLaurentis hand in hers.
"Ms. Fields...I should go and check on my other patients, I'll be in tomorrow morning for rounds." Alison said while dropping Emily's hand and moving over to her IV drip machine to administer some morphine.
"I look forward to it doc…" Emily let out a long overdue yawn that had been trying to escape since Doctor DiLaurentis walked into the room.
"I've just given you 20mg of Morphine, I noticed that you were flinching while we were talking. You need this to make you feel better so don't tell Nurse Peters that you are okay when you aren't okay." Alison said while walking to the end of Emily's bed.
"I'm f-fine…" And with that Emily drifted into a deep Morphine aided sleep.
"Sleep well Ms. Fields…" Alison said quietly before heading out of the young detective's room.
"I think we should wait for backup Fields, we don't know what this guy is capable of." Cavanaugh said in a hushed whisper as we made our way to the side of the house.
"This could be our only chance, Toby! The drugs this guy sold killed five teenagers in the last month! Do you really want five more kids in the morgue because we spooked this guy and he got away?!" I whisper shouted back at him aggressively.
"You know I don't want that! What's your plan?"
"I take the back and you take the front, he could be armed so be at the ready, let's bring this bastard in!" I said before nodding at my partner and heading for the back door. Within a few minutes, we had both broken both the back and front door down.
Slowly I made my way through the darkened kitchen, lines of coke could easily be seen as I passed the old rotting table.
"This is definitely the right place…" I whispered through my radio to Toby on the other side.
"I think I hear something upstairs cover me…" Quickly I moved from the kitchen to the bottom of the stairs, in a flash, I saw Cavanaugh disappear up the stairs. I ran as fast as I physically could, Toby had his gun pointed at someone, I couldn't see who. The next thing I knew I was flying through the air gun in hand and bullets flying.