Bali Five Years Later
It all happened so rapidly she's not sure what actually is happening. It started their third night in Bali during dinner. Dinner like the previous three days of their trip had been great. Trying new exotic dishes, with a great view of the sun setting over the water, and her favorite person in the world Emily couldn't have been happier. She had missed some of the little things. Like the way Ali looked at her, so boldly because she knew they belonged with each other. It felt amazing to see that assurance in her eyes. By the time dessert came around Emily couldn't help but feel that this vacation was something that they truly did need.
When she looked at Alison again though she found the blue eyes focused behind her, her eyebrows furrowed and her mouth set into a thin line. She knows that look. Honestly it's worrying her, she thought they were both enjoying themselves. That they were getting somewhere, back to the way they were. "What's wrong?" She asks.
Alison eyes are serious as they focus from the distance onto Emily. "You trust me right?"
"Of course Ali." She pauses to smile. "With my life."
"Come on then." Ali says holding out her hand for Emily to grab. "We have to go."
"Go where?"
"Trust me." Is Alison's only reply for a couple of minutes. Emily says nothing as they exit the restaurant onto the busy street. She looks at Ali to ask another question when she see the familiar blue eyes stormy like the sea. She can see the gears turning in her head, as her eyes roam rapidly as she looks ahead. Alison has been with her for six years she knows her. She's thinking. She's making a plan. The brunette doesn't understand but trust whatever it is going on up there.
They pass a street vendor and Alison starts to speed up, Emily keeps up easily matching her pace. Briskly the blonde leads them down the street, her hand never leaving Emily's as they weave inbetween people.
"Alison."
Emily halts at the sound of the deep voice who just blurted her wife's name.
"Come on Emily." Alison tugs lightly on her hand. Her heart has started to be rapidly. They have got to get on the move. "We've got to go."
"Who's yelling your name?" Emily ask, but Alison ignores it and instead answers with her plan.
"You see the shop we stopped by this morning, right up there were going to turn left." She says while nodding towards a small grey building. "As soon as we turn the corner I need you to run. Ok?"
"But why is that guy calling your name."
"It doesn't matter now. I need you to trust me." She states once again."Please."
Emily just nods her head, before walking again. This time her pace almost in-sync with Ali's.
"Ok, are you ready." Alison ask, as their temporary destination comes closer.
"Wouldn't it be faster if we ran separately and went different ways. And met up somewhere?"
"No. I'm not letting you out of my sight." Her voice firm, trying to overpower the fear she feels striking her with every minute there out here in the open street. "Trust me."
As soon as they turn the corner Emily's feet are racing as fast as she can. She has no clue what she's running from but she trust Ali, and if she said run, she's gonna run.
"Alison." A voice booms again. It sounds distant, but they run even faster, even harder. "You can't run forever."
The shout echoes in their ear as they run further away from it. It's like they've left the world behind as their feet drive into the ground, and the colors become a blur of deep yellows, profound purples, and pinks so vivid its almost like a hallucination. Emily's need for air nearly disappears as her adrenaline kicks in to overdrive, and she's gone like the wind.
"Shit." She hears Ali mutter. "We're almost there."
Emily is brought back to Earth by her wife's voice, she doesn't know how long they've been running but she's starting to notice she actually is beginning to get tired. Her breaths have started to become heavier, and her lungs are starting to feel like there on fire. She almost trips and falls flat on the ground when Alison grabs a hold of her hand ducking them into a small alleyway.
"Shit." Alison says again skidding to a stop."Forgot they put that wall there." She says as she eyes the offending obstacle with disdain that's in front of them. "We have to go over the wall. You go first." She says as she locks her hands together in a foothold for Emily. "There will be a door on the left and it should be open. Go in there right away. I'll be right behind you."
Once Emily is over, Alison scales the wall with ease and grabbing for Emily's hand as soon as she enters the door. Emily follows closely as Ali leads them up the narrow staircase to a small hallway with two doors.
Ali knocks on the door to the right twice then three times then five and two again. As Emily she tries to catch her breath.
The door swings open to a smiling blonde woman. "You must be Emily." She greets, her smile wide and glamorous as she ushers them inside. "I've heard so much about you. You sure are a looker. However did Alison land you."
Emily is not exactly sure what to say. Her brain is running faster then they did with millions of thoughts from "who's this woman that knows her name?", to "who was the guy chasing them?" to "where is some water?"
"Shut it Cece, we don't have time for pleasantries. We need to get out of here. They're after us." Ali gets right to it, clearly annoyed by the blonde already.
"Oh. Told you mommy dearest wouldn't take lightly to you quitting." Cece says.
"Shut up." Ali says through her teeth.
"Rude." Cece replies rolling her eyes towards Ali before smiling at Emily. "Emily dear, sit you look like you could use some water."
"We need that plane. And I need one fast." Ali says as Cece enters the small kitchen. Ali determined to get out of her as fast as she can.
"You are no fun. I finally get to meet your wife and your leaving."
"Emily this is Cece, Cece this is Emily. Happy now?" she says with a faux smile, her eyes narrowing in impatience.
"You are no fun at all." She says before disappearing down the hall.
Ali turns to Emily, her game face softening as she grabs ahold of her the brunette's hand.
"Are you okay? Anything hurt?" she ask inspecting her hands before pressing a kiss to her palm.
"I'm fine." She exhales. "Ali who was that chasing us?"
"You should drink your water." She starts.
"Ali." Emily says, all she wants is answers. She damn sure deserves them after running a mile in flip flops.
Alison's eyebrows furrow once again as her eyes roam about the room before settling back onto Emily. "Operation 49." She finally lets out.
Emily nods her head. "Who's that?"
"Can this wait?"
"No. Ali we just got chased through the streets of Bali, by someone who you seem pretty scared of and who knows you name and said 'you can't run forever' what's that suppose to mean?"
"I made them mad."
"How? Are you in some type of trouble? And what does this have to do with your mom and job? Do you need help. We can call the cops." She's sure whatever trouble Ali has gotten herself into, she can come out of it.
"No we can't."
"Why not?"
"Because that would just make things worst." The blonde looks up and she doesn't think she's ever been more thankful to see Cece coming back into a room. Emily has a right to know, now isn't the time though.
"Listen I'll explain everything to you soon but right now we've got to move, Ok?"
"Ok."
"Remember, I love you." She says before placing a quick kiss on her lips. "Stay here I'll be right back."
Emily takes a drink from the water bottle, relief coming from the soothing liquid down her dry throat as she watches Alison disappear into a door down the small hall of the apartment.
"I thought you said here would be safe." Alison's voice is hushed and harsh. "This was not suppose to happen." Cece hands her a folder with the backup plan she had put in order before they got here. One that she really didn't think she would have to come and get.
"Hey it's not my fault. I thought it was safe, seeing as I've been here going on three years now and haven't ever had any trouble. I guess you're just special."
"Shut up." She grumbles, overlooking the papers to make sure their right. Nodding her head seeing everything checks out she heads back into the main room to see Emily thanking Cece.
"Thank you." Emily's not sure what she's saying it for exactly but she feels like one is due, since she is getting them further away from whoever was chasing them.
"Bring her back around Ali. Next time when you aren't being chased by the goons."
"Yeah. Whatever. See you."
Alison clasp her hand around Emily's as the exit the apartment, going through the front entrance. Alison leads them quickly past a couple of shops before halting in front of a car. She opens the door to the rusty, cream colored Volkswagen and waits as Emily slides onto the back seat before following.
"Alison DiLaurentis. Never thought I'd be seeing you around these parts." The driver says, facing them. His wide smile is beautiful and has her wondering if all Ali's secret friends have nice teeth. "Heard you were getting out of the business."
His green eyes turn to Emily as he ask, "So is this the Missus?"
The door squeaks as Alison slams it closed with a hufff. "Could you just drive, we have places to be."
"Alright, alright." He says turning back around, and starting the car. "But you could at least introduce me seeing as will be spending most of the day together. I mean it's only polite."
Alison rolls her eyes as she sinks further into the battered leather seat. "Your the pilot?"
He just smiles in response.
"Emily this is Buddy. Buddy this is my wife Emily."
"Nice to meet you." Emily says slowly.
"Babe." Ali says. Her voice irritated. "You might want to buckle up. Buddy here drives like hell."
Brian looks through the review mirror to glance at Ali who's giving him a death glare. He just smiles, and sends them a wink. "I won't go to fast."
He keeps the conversation going the whole time. And while Emily would love to use the opportunity to learn a little bit about what ever is happening she can't because Ali was right. He weaves in and out of traffic, and keeps turning around to look at them to talk. She's sure they missed hitting a bus full of people by a centimeter and an old man on a bike by a hair.
"He's going to be piloting a plane we're on?" Emily whispers, opening one of her eyes that had been closed since the close call with the man on the bike.
"He's a lot safer in the air." Ali responds, tucking a strand of hair behind Emily's ear. "I won't let anything hurt you.""
The look in her eye is so fierce and sure Emily can't help but believe the words to be true. Despite everything, and whatever is going on it makes her smile. She knows its true.
"You know," she whispers. "I think I felt safer when we were running from that guy."
A genuine smile breaks out on Alison's face as a laugh comes from her mouth. "Me too, babe. Me too."
"Hey what are you too talking about so closely back there?"
"How your an idiot driver."
He rolls his eyes in the mirror before shrugging. "Well I'm the idiot driver who got you to Sidevale in fifteen minutes." He says gesturing to the hangar and runway there pulling into.
"Still an idiot."
When he exits the car to go get the plane ready, Emily looks down at their intertwined hands, brushing her fingers over Alison's quietly until she get to her ring finger. "So can we talk about what's going on now."
Alison looks her in the eye. No more time to run around, no more push backs. Just the truth. "I can't tell you everything right now. Ok?"
Emily nods.
"I'm-well I was an agent for an organization called Operation 49."
Emily's hands halt as she takes in the words that just came out of Ali's mouth. "Agent...like a secret agent?"
Ali nods. "Yes."
A/N: So yeah Ali's a secret agent. Dun, dun, dun. How will Emily react? Why is Operation 49 after her? What exactly is Operation 49? Can love overcome all the lies that Ali has told because of her career? Tune in next time to find out on "Remember How I Love You"
P.S. I changed the name of this it was once called "49". And I wanted to say thanks for the review, faves, and follows I appreciate them greatly.