A/N: Hey guys, I'm back. Sorry for the long wait in-between chapters, university life has been kicking my ass. Anyway, plesse enjoy and leave me a review to let me know what you guys thought of this chapter!

Alison's POV

"So, how was it?" Mona asked as soon as she reached me. We're both working the ER today, but so far the day had been slow, so I had a little bit of time to catch up on my charts.

"Amazing…I don't know how to thank you Mona, the set up was beautiful." I place my hand on her forearm and give her a small squeeze before looking back at my charts.

"You can buy a drink sometime. I'm just glad you and officer hottie had fun." Mona teased.

"Who's officer hottie?" We both snap our heads around to see Jenna standing with three coffee cups in her hand.

"Umm…" I froze, unable to think of a believable answer.

"Just some Security guard at the mall. He begged Ali for a date and she finally gave in." Mona quickly lied.

"Oh, are you going to see him again?" Jenna questioned, oh thank god she's seemed to have bought it.

"Probably not…" I say while keeping my eyes on the charts in my hand.

"Too soon after...you know who?" Jenna questioned quietly while placing a cup of coffee in front of me.

"Something like that…" I mumbled before taking a large gulp of the warmish coffee.

"Don't worry Ali, there is plenty of fish in the sea...speaking of wish, you'll never guess who is getting married!" Jenna began to excitedly jump up and down, before violently shoving her left hand in my face. Low and behold, there sat a beautiful diamond embedded ring.

"Congratulations!" Mona cooed while taking the hand away from my face in order to examine the ring for herself.

"I'm really happy for you Jen." I smiled wholeheartedly before pulling the younger woman in for a one-armed hug, an action I have only carried out a handful of times.

"Thanks, Ali, that means a lot!" Jenna could feel herself starting to well up inside and quickly shook the feeling away, returning to her usual professional self. "Now all we need to do is find you two hot dates for my wedding!" She smirked wickedly, making us shake our heads at her antics.

The rest of the day when by almost seamlessly, the ER had kept me extremely busy, just the way that I like it. Throughout the day I found myself thinking of my night with Emily and how far we've come since she was wheeled into my ER. I think about all those time during her surgery when I almost lost her, or when I first met Hanna and she coded in front of us. Back then, she was no more than just another patient, and now, now she is much more than that. I know it's wrong and frowned upon for Doctors to get involved with their patients, but with Emily it's different. It's like the universe wanted us to be together, that I was meant to take the first ambulance instead of the second. Emily was meant to annoy the hell out of me, and I was meant to keep coming back, and it's that thought that keeps me smiling the whole way home to my beautiful brunette girlfriend.

Emily had insisted on cooking for me tonight, especially since I was pulling a double shift to make up for the shift I missed so that we could go on our date. I still can't believe this is happening, usually, on days like this I would come home to an empty house and eat rubbish takeaway alone, go to bed alone and wake up alone. But not tonight, tonight I was coming home to her, eating delicious home-cooked food with her and hopefully going to bed with her.

"Em? I'm home…" I shout slightly while placing my handbag and keys on the side table at the door.

"Just in the kitchen Ali." I hear her shout before the deafening sounds of crashing pots and pans echo throughout the house.

"What's going on in there?" I ask amusingly while slipping my heels off and heading towards the kitchen.

"Nothing, everything is completely under control," Emily mumbled while eyeballing flour measurements. The kitchen looks like a disaster zone, the sink is full of burnt food stuck to pots and pans, the countertop is hidden under empty containers and spilled food.

"Em, the chicken is burning." I try my best not to laugh, as she quickly turns around to pull the pan off the stove top.

"Shit!" She swore underneath her breath, "I'm really sorry Ali, just give me twenty minutes and I'll rustle us up something else." She hastily moves around the kitchen in search of clean pots and new ingredients.

"Why don't we just order take out and relax?" I suggest while walking over to stop her from creating another disaster in my kitchen.

"But I said I would make you something nice…" She pouted as I took the vegetable peeler away from her. Unable to resist her cuteness I lean in, placing a peck on her cheek before dragging her into the living room.

"You can cook for me another day, all I want right now is a big pizza, a trashy chick flick, and cuddles with you. Sound good?" I ask while pushing her gently onto the sofa.

"I suppose…but at least let me clean up the kitchen while we wait for the pizza to come." She replied while trying to get up off the sofa.

"Don't even think about it!" I say sternly while placing my hand on her shoulder to push her back further. "I'll have my cleaning lady come in tomorrow and take care of it," I smirk while taking a seat on her lap to prevent her from getting up. Emily reacted almost instantly, snaking her arms around my waist and placing a few small kisses on the crook of my neck as I start to dial the number for the pizza place.

"Hi, can I get a large pizza please…" I can't but smile as Emily continues to place kisses all over my cheek and neck, while occasionally nibbling to my earlobe. "Yeah, can I get half pepperoni and…" I pause to look at Emily. "What do you want babe?"

"Meat lover special…" Emily mumbles into my neck while trying and succeeding to mark my skin.

"And meat lover special for the second half please, oh and can I get a side of garlic bread and some wings…thanks. Yeah, it's 29 Bridgewater Terrace. Thank you!" I quickly hang up and melt into Emily's strong arms and she pulls me in closer.

"Maybe takeout wasn't such a bad idea after all…" She mumbled before sucking on my pulse point once again. I can't help but close my eyes and let out a small moan.

"Em…" I let out a shaking breath.

"Too soon…I know. I just couldn't help myself…" Emily loosens up her grip on my waist, which allows me to move from her and onto the sofa.

"I want to…I really want to. But we've only been on one date. I want to do this properly, you understand, right?" I ask while taking her hand in my, she looks down at our intertwined hands and then up to me, smiling sweetly.

"Of course, I understand, I'll try not to get too carried away from here on out…scouts honor!" She fake solutes me before pulling me in for a much-needed cuddling session.

Our food didn't take too long to arrive, and it didn't take Emily too long to ingest almost all of it. With us both full, we cuddled up on the sofa again and with a movie that neither of us was paying attention to playing in the background as we made out like hormone-driven teenagers.

"I'm going to have to use so much make-up tomorrow to cover-up all these bruises. I feel like I'm back in high school again." I joke with Emily as she marks my collar bone with yet another bruise, my whole body starts to vibrate as she giggles before kissing her way back up to my lips.

"I'm sorry, I'll try to hold back a little. I just can't help it, I want everybody to know that you're mine and only mine." The brunette smirks before kissing me deeply, as her hand began to wander up my shirt slightly.

"Em…" I moan as she briefly brushes her hand against my breast.

"Still want to take things slow?" She asked while biting her lip and placing her leg in-between mine, pushing up higher as she waits for my reply.

"Yes…but maybe that completely slow, I wouldn't object to moving forward a little bit," I smirked as my hands wander up and now her back.

"I think that can be arranged…" Emily pushed herself up and swiftly pulled her top off over her head. My hands almost instantly moved to the still fresh looking scar on her right shoulder, before I knew it my eyes began to fill with hot tears as I thought back once again to that day and all the times I almost lost her.

"Hey, don't cry…talk to me Ali." Emily pleaded with me, as she moved from on top of me to sit by my side.

"It's just…you died in front of me Em, more than once and this…" I gently rub my fingers over the scar once again. "This is a reminder of what happened." I sweep slightly, as Emily pulls me in for a soft and loving hug.

"I'm here Ali…and I'm not going anywhere. Not ever, you hear me!" Emily leaned down and kissed me once again.

"How many times have I told you about locking you're-" Emily and I break apart, only to find my mother standing in all her glory, a look of pure shock written all over her face. Oh shit!