Disclaimer: I don't own PLL or Demi Lovato

Warnings: This work contains foul language, sex scenes, child abuse, attempted sexual abuse, violence etc. MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

Emily wouldn't return her calls or texts and she had taken to harassing Toby before he finally texted back one word: no. It was frustrating and the blonde was suffering from serious Emily withdrawals, but she wouldn't push the brunette, she'd just have to think of a clever way to make it up to her mermaid. So far she was fresh out of ideas.

Spencer had been providing a good distraction lately specifically the Hasting/DiLaurentis problem, the two girls had been wracking their brains to come up with a way to let Jason and Melissa in on their shared family secret without having two families fall apart over this shocking news.

They could hardly keep it from their older siblings but still as far as Alison knew her father didn't know he wasn't Jason's father and it would put her parents marriage in danger to reveal such information to Jason especially given how volatile he was on the drugs. Melissa was also still seeing Ian though it was anyone's guess as to why, that guy was a massive creep with access to a steady stream of underage girls, Alison shuddered. That asshole needed to be taken down.

"Its hopeless," Spencer cried flopping back on her bed. "If we tell them they'll freak if we don't tell them they'll find out and then freak more."

Alison nodded.

"Are you sure my mom knows?" Spencer lifted her head slowly to study Alison.

"Yeah she straight up admitted it," Alison confirmed. Again.

They'd really just been going round in circles for most of the day. Tell them, don't tell them and so on and so forth.

"Lets just rip it off like a bandaid," Alison suggested.

Spencer shrugged too tired to really argue anymore and threw her phone at Alison.

"You do it, Melissa already hates you," Spencer muttered.

"Gee thanks sis," Alison sarcastically responded.

Spencer smiled as she always did when Alison called her that and the blonde couldn't help her own pleased smile in response.

"We can't do it over the phone anyway," Alison argued setting down Spencer's phone next to her on the table.

"Why not?" Spencer whined. "Then at least I'd have a chance to hide in France before Melissa murders me."

"We don't have to tell her about Ian," Alison assured even as her stomach boiled unpleasantly at the thought.

"Yes we do," Spencer muttered bitterly. "We agreed no secrets and even Melissa deserves better than Ian."

Alison nodded and tried to hide her proud smile, Spencer was definitely growing into her responsible friend, it was a very welcome sight.

"But Ali this could really hurt your Dad," Spencer warned.

"I know," Alison agreed. "But Jason deserves to know the truth and they'll all find out sooner or later."

Spencer nodded.

"Where should we tell them?" Spencer asked.

"Out the back," Alison suggested, "Between our houses, theres a bit of a clearing just before the property line. No eavesdropping parents that way."

Spencer shrugged and stretched as she stood up popping her muscles tiredly.

"Do we have to do it today?" Spencer asked tiredly.

"I already texted Jason," Alison sheepishly flashed Spencer her phone. "He's meeting us there in an hour think you could get Melissa there."

Spencer nodded.

"How did you get him to agree I thought you guys weren't really talking," Spencer asked hesitantly.

"Told him I had some of his drugs and wanted to make a trade," Alison shrugged simply.

Spencer shook her head in disapproval but caught her phone as Alison threw it back to her.

"Siblings suck," Alison muttered as Spencer called Melissa.

"What is this about?" Melissa grumbled as she followed Spencer and Alison into the thick forest that separated the Hastings and DiLaurentis properties.

"Do you have it?" Jason whispered when they neared him. He shuffled on his feet angrily checking over his shoulder in suspicion.

"What is he doing here?" Melissa spat.

"Look just give me my stuff and I'll go, Ali," Jason whispered frantically, glaring at Melissa.

"Whats the rush we just got here," Alison smiled sweetly.

"I don't want to play games Alison just give me my stuff," Jason's tone edged on threatening.

"Look if you two are trying to set us up or something its never going to happen," Melissa crossed her arms glaring at Jason.

"Ew god no," Spencer cried.

"It was a pretty sure thing last year when you were in my car and-"

Alison slapped a hand over her brother's mouth.

"Please just, no," Alison shuddered.

Jason struggled away from Alison and wretched his mouth free.

"Just tell me what you want you little bitch," Jason spat at Alison.

"Hey watch your mouth," Spencer snapped protectively.

"I'll talk to my sister however I want Hastings spawn," Jason argued stepping towards Spencer.

"Really thats the insult, god I can't believe we share blood," Spencer seethed crossing her arms.

Everyone froze.

"What did you say?" Jason asked threateningly like a caged animal.

"Nothing," Spencer squeaked.

"Spencer," Melissa admonished the warning apparent.

"You're related ok," Alison snapped it was stupid to stretch this out any longer.

"The three of you are related, Peter got Jessica knocked up and voila Jason," Alison waved her hands at Jason in a poor attempt at a glorious reveal.

"You're lying," Jason groused.

"Nope," Alison threw back. "You're a Hastings' spawn."

"Shut up you're lying!" Jason yelled.

"I'm not, Jason!" Alison yelled back. "You are surrounded by your sisters and you've been a shit big brother but maybe now-"

Smack.

Alison held her burning cheek. Spencer pushed between the DiLaurentis' siblings, shielding Alison as Jason held his hand up again.

"Hey, back off."

"You should go, Jason," Alison bitterly muttered.

"My stuff-"

"Isn't here you idiot," Alison yelled. "I lied to get you out here."

Jason's face contorted in confusion.

"Please Jason get off the drugs they're… this isn't you," Alison pleaded.

They fought all the time, probably more so than usual siblings and Alison could admit she had her hand in starting more than half of those arguments, but the drugs had taken their fighting to a whole new level and Alison just wanted her brother back.

Jason shook his head and stared at the three girls around him, he wiped at his nose and stumbled through the forest back to the DiLaurentis house.

"Ali are you ok?" Spencer asked softly inspecting Alison's cheek.

Alison nodded.

"This better be a joke," Melissa whined from behind them. "A really unfunny, stupid joke."

"I'm sorry Melissa he's our-"

"Don't even say it," Melissa spat. "That disgusting piece of trash is not our brother."

Melissa turned sharply on her heel.

"Melissa wait," Alison called. "We need to talk about Ian."

Melissa turned back, her shoulders square and her jaw set hard.

"You're damn straight we do," Melissa agreed. "You need to stay away from my man."

"I have no interest in your man," Alison cattily spat. "Its what interests him that you should be worried about."

"He told me about you two," Melissa admitted. "It was a slip and he apologized."

"Apologized," Alison shrieked. "We were hooking up when I was fourteen. God Melissa he's a fucking pedo!"

"No wonder Jason hits you," Melissa mused, Spencer took in a sharp gasp in disbelief. "You really do get in everyones' business, don't you."

"So does Ian," Alison challenged.

"Just leave it alone, Alison," Melissa warned.

"Did he show you the videos?" Alison taunted. "I know you're in some."

Melissa faulted shocked and Alison pressed her obvious advantage.

"I have copies you know," Alison smirked crossing her arms.

Girls like Melissa seriously rubbed her the wrong way snakes that played the damsel in distress it was all so overly dramatic, even for Alison.

"Are you threatening me?" Melissa seethed.

"We're trying to warn you," Spencer jumped in finally.

"Stay out of this Spencer," Melissa bellowed not taking her hateful gaze off Alison.

"I'm a part of this too," Spencer pressed on. "Ian kissed me and I let him. More than once."

"What?!"

"I didn't mean for it to happen I just-"

"You what Spencer?" Melissa turned in a circle furiously. "Did you just fell on his lips? Maybe all your clothes just fell off and-"

"Enough!" Alison shouted stopping Melissa's angry tirade.

"Be as pissed as you want, Melissa, but take it out on the right person," Alison commanded. "Spencer messed up sure, so did I and hey I did half of it to spite you, but Ian fucked you over."

"I can't listen to this," Melissa muttered throwing up her hands.

"Melissa wait-" Spencer tried to grab for her sister but Melissa dodged her.

"No Spencer, you just destroyed my relationship and our family," Melissa snapped pointing at Alison. "And for her of all people. I can't even look at you."

Tears started to roll down Spencer's cheeks as Melissa stormed off and Alison watched her go, unsure of whether this was a success or failure. Spencer hiccuped and wiped angrily at her eyes and Alison decided it was looking more and more like a spectacular failure. She pulled Spencer into her arms and let the brunette cry into her neck, trying not to get too caught up on the snot soaking her shirt and her skin.

"I'm sorry Spence," she muttered rocking the bawling brunette.

She couldn't help but feel like this time she might have pushed too hard.

"Well here goes your dignity," Alison scoffed to herself.

She kicked the boom box, she'd stolen from Jason, at her feet and rocked on her toes anxiously, god this was humiliating.

The opening notes drifted loudly out of the ancient device.

Alison took a deep breath and grasped her microphone tightly, it was so old it even had a cord. She steeled herself, opened her mouth and then sung.

"Don't walk away like you always do, this time,"

She was staring up at Emily's bedroom window so she had a good view of the brunette when
Emily flung the window open in wide eyed disbelief.

"Baby you're only the thing thats been on my mind, ever since you left I've been a mess. You won't answer your phone."

Alison winked up at Emily and kept singing, maybe this wasn't the worst idea she'd ever had.

"I'll say it once and I'll leave you alone but I gotta let you know"

Alison jumped a little before the base really kicked in and threw herself whole heartedly into her performance. If she was going to do this she might as well do it right, crushing humiliation and all. She pointed up at Emily and swayed as she sang.

"I want to get back to old days when the phone would ring and I knew it was you I want to talk back and get yelled at and fight for nothing like we used to."

"oh kiss me like you miss me cause I know that you do"

Alison threw her head down closing her eyes as she lost herself in the music.

"I wanna get back, get back with you."

Alison was finally getting into the song, bouncing around on the lawn happily when Emily burst out of the front door waving her arms frantically to get Alison to stop. Alison kicked the boom box hurriedly since Emily was clearly in distress, something was very wrong.

"Stop!" Emily yelled scaring herself as the music suddenly disappeared.

"Was it that bad?" Alison asked hesitantly fiddling with her microphone, taking in Emily's worried features.

"Alison, you just serenaded me with a love song outside my house."

"I was trying to but you ran out here-"

"What part of I don't want people to know did you not get," Emily cried in frustration.

"Right," Alison guilty agreed. "I um kind of didn't think of that."

Alison shrugged apologetically.

"Opps," she tried for a sheepish smile but Emily was now glaring at her clearly not amused.

"Inside, now," Emily pointed to the door. "You're so lucky my parents are out."

"I actually checked that first," Alison happily confessed hoping to win back some brownie points but Emily was clearly not impressed.

"Stupid romantic comedies," Alison grumbled as she was pretty much frog marched into the Fields home.

Emily lead her up to the brunette's room and she took a seat on the bed while Emily sat on the desk chair, staring at her. They didn't speak for a long time and Alison sighed.

"Was it the song?" She asked unable to take the silence anymore. "Because there were others I-"

"It's not the song, Ali," Emily sighed. "Why did you do it?"

Alison cocked her head, pretty certain that Emily wasn't talking about her attempts at serenading.

"Why did you dance with them.. like that?" Emily asked dejectedly.

Alison slid off the bed and moved over to Emily on her knees so they were more eye level, or rather she had to look up into Emily's eyes. She reached out a hand to squeeze Emily's knee but Emily shifted away and Alison's hand hovered in mid air before she retracted it.

"I'm trying this new thing," Alison started and Emily looked to her sharply clearly not liking where this conversation was going. "Not that, I'm trying to be honest with you but Em thats really hard for me, do you understand that?"

Emily nodded slowly.

"So I don't want to lie to you about what happened at the party but I also don't want you to hate me," Alison admitted softly.

Emily's eyebrows scrunched up as the brunette thought.

"Do you.. do you not want me anymore?" Emily's voice shook and Alison grabbed her knee quickly.

"No god no," Alison breathed trying to reassure Emily. "I mean yes always, I've never wanted anything more."

Her mermaid nodded placated somewhat and Alison squeezed her knee.

"I didn't… I wasn't trying to hurt you at party dancing with the other girls but I was trying to make you jealous and that was stupid and mean and I shouldn't have done it," Alison barrelled along. "But you were dancing with Toby and-"

Emily placed a finger to Alison's lips softly.

"I was just dancing with Toby, he asked and he's my friend," Emily clarified sounding more confident in herself.

Alison nodded kissing Emily's finger gently. Emily's breath hitched at the contact and she slowly pulled her finger away.

"I'm sorry I upset you by dancing with them," Alison apologized.

"Ok," Emily nodded. "I forgive you, its not like you went home with them."

Alison knew her own eyes had betrayed her as Emily's flashed with hurt.

"You didn't go home with them right," Emily asked softly, she pulled her knee out of Alison's grip and started to curl into herself on the chair.

"I dropped them home and they tried to get me to go inside but I didn't Em I swear, I love you and I would never-"

"You love me," Emily spluttered.

Alison's eyes widen she couldn't believe she'd just let it slip out, they weren't even together and she was throwing around love confessions.

"Yes," she squeaked embarrassed that this girl had reduced her to this.

"Ali I don't-"

"Please," Alison begged. "Can we just… I'm pushing too hard and I can see that now I should have never dragged you outside at the party."

Emily shyly ducked her head clearly lost in heated thoughts from their time outside the cabin.

"Lets just slow down ok," Alison suggested, even though she ached at the thought of going any slower.

"Yeah ok," Emily agreed uncurling herself.

They stared at each silently for a while before Emily finally started to relax again.

"You know I always thought that you were Pip," Alison murmured as she traced a pattern on Emily's knee. "But it looks like I'm the one pursing you."

She looked up into Emily's soulful brown eyes that were shinning with disbelief, no doubt assuming this was a dream of some kind.

"And I will Emily," Alison vowed. "Against hope, against happiness and against all discouragement that could possible be, if you still want me I'm here."

Emily reached out to cover Alison's hand on her knee.

"I do Ali, I'm just.."

"Overwhelmed," Alison supplied with an easy grin.

Emily nodded sadly.

"Look how about we put this away for now and we have a day, just you and me," Alison suggested. "No feelings, no kissing just a best friends day."

"Just you and me?" Emily clarified.

Alison pulled out her phone and then turned it off.

"I'm one hundred percent yours," She promised Emily with a bright smile.

Emily's answering grin made Alison want to lean up and kiss her mermaid but she restrained herself, this was about their very real friendship not their potential relationship.