Disclaimer: I don't own PLL.

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

It was only a matter of time before they got caught really. Alison had always pushed the thought from her mind even when she was trying to convince Emily that Mrs Fields would be fine with their relationship. Everything she had ever seen of past and future Pam Fields was that her daughter's happiness was her number one concern. And only a fool could miss how happy Alison made Emily.

"This is unacceptable!" Pam roared slamming her palms into the oak table.

Alison and Emily sat at the Fields dining table having been caught earlier in Emily's room, Alison had been topless and straddling Emily who was lavishing the most recent hickey she had graced Alison's creamy neck with, tracing her handy work with her tongue, when Pam had burst in unannounced.

"Mom please try to understand I-"

"No. Emily you are fifteen, you're confused and you need help."

"I'm not confused I love Alison and she loves me. Why can't you understand that?"

"I will never understand this, the whole thing makes me sick, sick to my stomach," Pam admitted tears in her eyes.

Emily's face was heartbroken and Alison didn't know what to do, the Pam Field's Alison knew would never ever hurt her daughter like this. Alison tried to steel herself to be diplomatic, though it was never her strong suit but she couldn't just sit by and watch this precious relationship deteriorate, Emily's parents meant the world to the brunette.

"I..I'm sorry you're hurt by this Mrs Fields but I love your daughter and-"

"Alison this is a family matter and you are no longer welcome in this house," Pam sharply retorted.

"Mom," Emily implored.

"No Emily she's corrupted you and I will not allow it, we'll talk to someone. There are camps and schools and-"

"Enough Pam," Wayne finally stood from the head of the table. "Emmy your mother needs time to process I think you should stay at Alison's for a few days."

"You're sending her off with this trollop," Pam shrieked at her husband. "She needs to be home with us."

"No, Pam she needs to be somewhere she feels comfortable and with you like this I can't imagine she feels comfortable here. Emily I'll talk to you tomorrow," Wayne said.

Emily ran out the door without another word heading for her car. Alison watched her go standing slowly trying to wrap her head around what was happening. Pam's eyes were full of fire and rage and Alison had never seen such hatred from this woman.

"I can't believe you, where are your values?" Pam all but yelled at her husband.

"My daughter's happiness is more important than her sexuality," he turned to Alison. "Please take care of her, Alison."

"Thank you Mr Fields I'll make sure she's safe," Alison promised, Wayne nodded in understanding but Mrs Fields wouldn't meet her eye.

Alison took a deep breath.

"If loving your daughter is wrong Mrs Fields I don't intend to ever be right."

Alison turned sharply on her heel and left the Fields residence.

She climbed into the car to find Emily slumped over the steering wheel crying. It broke her heart.

"Em," she reached out a tentative hand stroking Emily's hair behind her ear.

"They hate me," Emily sobbed.

"They don't hate you," Alison soothed. "Me yes but you, never."

"Why can't she understand, Ali?"

"I don't know, mermaid, but I know she'll come round."

"How can you so be sure?" Emily wiped at her eyes.

"Because you're not worth losing over her values, you'll see she just needs time," Alison leaned over and kissed Emily's forehead firmly. "Now switch, I'm driving."

Emily sniffled and then lunged forward kissing Alison desperately.

"Mmm, Em… Em," Alison tried to get control of the kiss as the brunette deepened it sliding her tongue into Alison's mouth.

She finally got a hand on Emily's chest and pushed her away firmly.

"Baby, you're hurt and upset right now just let me get us back to mine, alright," Alison stared deeply into Emily's teary eyes.

Eventually the brunette nodded, wiping at her eyes. Alison pressed a quick kiss to her lips before they switched seats.

They drove to Alison's in silence and though they could have easily walked Alison didn't want Emily to have to go back for her car.

"Wait here," Alison instructed as she kissed Emily sweetly.

Emily nodded sniffling and wiping at her eyes as Alison left the car.

"Dad," Alison called cautiously entering the DiLaurentis home.

"He's not here."

Alison almost jumped a foot in the air when her mother appeared behind her.

"Emily was just-"

"I know what happened," Jessica cut her off, her mother's face was a carefully neutral mask. "I was just on the phone with Pam."

"Mom she needs-"

"She cannot stay here, Alison," Jessica snapped sternly.

"Mom-"

"No, Alison. She is not staying here. I don't care what you do in your own time just do it behind closed doors," Jessica stiffly turned on her heel.

"She's homeless."

"She is not, stop being so dramatic," Jessica dismissed. "Pam will take her back in a second if she promises not to see you anymore."

"Exactly," Alison shrieked. "I love her, mother!"

"Love," Jessica scoffed. "You're fifteen you've barely lived."

Alison clenched her fists.

"She's not staying here Alison and that is final," Jessica stated.

Alison stormed back to Emily's car.

"Didn't go well?" Emily guessed when Alison slammed the drivers door closed.

"Mother dearest isn't fond of guests," Alison gritted her teeth.

"Ali its ok I'll talk to my mom and-"

"No," Alison cut her off sharply but softened her tone when Emily's eyes widened in shock. "No please I'll come up with something else."

Alison's phone rang. The caller id read Spencer McBrain.

"Perfect timing, Spence," Alison greeted.

Ali snuck over the property line as quickly and quietly as she could, it was dark but she still didn't want to draw attention to herself if she could help it. She'd been doing this for forever using the Hastings backyard to cross quickly into her own house but there was something inherently thrilling about sneaking into the Hastings' lot with convenience the furthest thing from her mind.

A twig snapped behind her and Alison stopped her breath hitching on reflex.

Cautiously she moved behind a large pine trying to calm her rapidly beating heart. Peering into the darkness Alison was reminded that she had all but given up on finding A, too consumed with Emily and the dramas of being a teenager she'd stopped looking and let her guard down.

Another few twigs snapped under the weight of a boot, Alison guessed. Was this were she paid for her slip? Had she let her guard down too soon?

A branch snapped and Alison turned sharply crashing into her pursuer, a hand covered her mouth quickly and muffled her scream.

"Don't scream," a low voice pleaded.

Alison wrestled her mouth free and stepped back peering into the darkness.

"Toby, jesus christ," Alison hissed. "You scared me half to death, what are you doing out here?"

Toby shifted uneasily on his feet and Alison got a good look at him as the moon peaked out from behind the low cloud cover. He was dressed nicely in a collared shirt and his hair was neatly combed. In his hand squeezed in a nervous death grip was a single red rose.

Alison smirked crossing her arms as Toby tried to stutter through an excuse.

"I was… walking.. its a… nice night," Toby spluttered.

Alison eyed him more amused than anything.

"Uh huh," she nodded not buying it for a second. "Whatever you say, Romeo?"

"Please, Alison, please don't tell," Toby begged, his blue eyes wide with fright.

"Relax," Alison soothed. "I'm not gonna tell."

Toby breathed a relieved sigh but still seemed nervous.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked.

"I won't tell, if you won't," Alison assured him with a smile. "Now come on its creepy out here."

They got to the Hastings backdoor quickly and peered around making sure they weren't seen. Alison gave the door three quick raps and smiled as a light turned on inside. Spencer in a lovely strapless purple dress opened the door.

"Toby," she greeted nervously before her eyes fell to Alison. "And Alison?"

Spencer cocked her head in confusion before a creak on the stairs inside had them all looking over frightened they'd been caught. Emily came into view still in her pyjamas, trying to stealthily sneak down stairs. Spencer and Toby sighed relieved.

"Are you sneaking out?" Spencer hissed at Emily when the brunette joined them.

"Are you sneaking Toby in?" Emily hissed back.

"Mine for yours," Alison joked quirking an eyebrow at Spencer and grabbing hold of the back of Toby's shirt as though she intended to keep him hostage.

Spencer smiled and all but pushed Emily out the door. Alison let go of Toby catching her mermaid easily.

"Night guys," Spencer whispered dragging Toby inside and closing the door.

Emily giggled as Alison pulled her closer.

"Hi," she breathed against the brunette's lips.

"Hi," Emily echoed licking her lips in anticipation.

Alison pressed her mouth to Emily's gently and felt Emily smile. It made the blonde smile back and she tangled her fingers with Emily's as they pulled apart.

"How're you doing?" Alison asked concerned.

"Better," Emily nodded playing with Alison's fingers wrapped up in her own. "I talked to my Dad but my mom isn't… she's really sad."

"She'll come round."

"You keep saying that but Ali she's never been that mad at me before," Emily looked up into Alison's eyes tears beginning to brim.

"I know," Alison wiped at Emily's cheek. "And nothing I say can make this right, no matter how much I wish I could."

"It means a lot that you're here," Emily softly admitted.

Alison cupped Emily's cheek and pulled her in for another gentle kiss.

"Like I'd be anywhere else," Alison breathed across Emily's lips. "Now come on I didn't bust you out to upset you."

She dragged Emily back to the property line.

"I have lots of fun things planned to take your mind off this," Alison assured her girlfriend.

"Like what?" Emily giggled.

"Me for one," Alison winked over her shoulder giggling when Emily ducked her head slightly and blushed. "Don't play coy with me, mermaid, remember I know all your kinky little secrets."

Emily flushed darker and Alison stopped walking pulling Emily flush against her body.

"Don't be embarrassed, Em," Alison seductively whispered in her lover's ear. "I always knew you'd be sexy in the sheets."

Alison nipped at Emily's red ear and giggled when Emily squirmed.

"Ali," Emily whined desperately.

"Patience, mermaid," Alison soothed tugging the other girl along. "We're almost there."

They stopped at the base of four huge trees that had grown together, a rope ladder hung out in the darkness and Alison grabbed a hold of it.

"Is it safe?" Emily muttered nervously.

"Of course," Alison assured her girlfriend. "I'd never let anything happen to you."

Emily nodded as Alison started up the ladder and soon they were halfway up. Alison felt a quick pinch on her ass and Emily's giggles echoed in the quiet forrest. She looked down trying to frown at her lover but couldn't quite get her face to cooperate.

"You really are obsessed with my ass aren't you?" she muttered fondly, not having to see Emily to know her mermaid was flushing.

Alison chuckled and kept climbing, finally she reached the top and hauled herself into the tree house.

The treehouse itself, left by the previous owners, actually hung over the property line and sparked a huge argument between Mr DiLaurentis and Mr Hastings over who actually owned it. Since three of the four trees that supported the little shack were in the DiLaurentis yard but the angle it was on had shifted and meant it hung into the Hastings property by two thirds. Yes Alison couldn't believe it but they had actually measured it all out, for legal purposes of course, trust a lawyer and a real estate manager to have a fight over a treehouse. Eventually though, having finally looked inside the rundown shack, the men decided it was unsafe anyway and all the children had been forbidden to play in it.

Alison didn't like to be told what to do on the best of days and since Melissa, Spencer and Jason all followed their parents rules Alison found she had her own secret spot. Somewhere just for her.

She didn't think Emily would understand how special this place was and what it meant that the blonde was sharing it with her girlfriend but Alison didn't want to have to get into the stories of why she needed somewhere to hide. Why she didn't feel safe at home. So she just helped pull Emily up behind her and then moved around the small space pressing the little portable lights she had brought. Originally she had wanted to have candles for a truly romantic atmosphere but even Alison knew unsupervised candles in a treehouse spelt nothing but disaster so the little LED lights would have to do.

She clicked all three of them on and the room was basked in fluorescent fake day light, Emily was smiling at her softly in wonder and Alison felt like she was on top of the world just receiving such a look.

Emily finally took in the whole room and then frowned at the bedding stacked in one corner, it had taken Alison all day cleaning out the little shack with a broom and dustpan, cleaning out all the cobwebs and making sure the floor was dirt free. Before she taken five gruelling trips to haul all the bedding up, pillows from the guest room and any spare blankets as well as all the bedding from her own room. She'd wanted a mattress but there was no way she was going to be able to haul that up the rope ladder and it was a hot enough at night these days that the blankets could easily be a substitute.

Emily however hurried over to the pile and began pressing her hands into it quickly all over. Alison watched her puzzled for a moment, but Emily didn't seem to even notice Alison was still in the room.

"What are you doing?" Alison asked exasperatedly as Emily kept whacking the bedding.

"Checking for squirrels and raccoons," Emily muttered. "You pretty much just made them the perfect nesting spot."

Alison shuddered at the thought and then stomped her foot impatiently while Emily continued to rifle through the blankets and pillows.

"You're ruining my romantic surprise," Alison huffed petulantly, crossing her arms.

Emily was supposed to be ravishing her, thankful for the romantic getaway and the obviously huge effort Alison had made instead the brunette was looking for wildlife.

"I'm sorry, Ali," Emily grinned back trying to look apologetic.

Alison smiled somewhat placated as Emily moved over to her, wrapping her arms around the brunette's neck as Emily kissed her gently.

"I can't believe you did this," Emily whispered when they broke apart. "I love it."

"I love you," Alison smiled tenderly.

"I love you too," Emily echoed.

Alison pulled out of their embrace and stripped off her shirt and started on her pants, before Emily's hands stilled her own.

"Ali," Emily started hesitantly.

Alison looked to her lover finding Emily worried and squeezed Emily's hands in her own.

"Can we just.." Emily struggled to say what she wanted to.

"Yes," Alison encouraged.

As much progress as the brunette had made and as far as Emily had come, this was still Alison's shy little Em and she was still unsure of how to ask Alison for what she wanted.

"I.. can we just lay here?" Emily asked softly. "Instead."

Alison nodded and squeezed Emily's fingers before she slipped back into her shirt. She could do that, it didn't have to always be about sex.

"Of course, Em," Alison assured her girlfriend.

They lay down in the bedding after Emily made another show of checking for furry intruders and Alison playfully shoved her for being mean. Alison lay against the pillows with Emily resting on her chest, Emily's arm wrapped around Ali's waist and Alison's arms cradling Emily to her. It was almost more intimate than sex, or rather it was a different kind of intimacy Alison supposed as she traced patterns on Emily's shoulder as the brunette snuggled into her.

"I can hear your heart," Emily murmured softly not wanting to disturb the peaceful moment.

Alison chuckled and Emily's head rose and fell with the movement.

"Ali," Emily asked gently.

"Mm," Alison responded, threading her fingers through Emily's hair.

"Do you ever think about the future?"

Alison stiffened somewhat. She hadn't really thought of a future from this timeline so caught up in what might happened and what she had to prevent, she had't even let herself dream about what would happen after this summer.

"Not really," Alison mumbled.

Emily sighed against her.

"What about you?" Alison hedged, deciding Emily had started to open up because she had something specific in mind.

"Sometimes," Emily murmured as though she thought the notion silly.

"Well what do you think about?" Alison asked now much more interested in the topic, she wanted to know everything Emily dreamed about.

"You and me," Emily smiled against her chest.

"Well thats a given," Alison promised squeezing Emily to her and dropping a kiss to her lover's head.

"I just like to think about it I guess," Emily giggled. "When we finish high school and college and we move in together…"

"Yeah," Alison breathed suddenly she didn't just want to hear about Emily's visions for the future she needed to hear them. "Where do we go to college?"

"I don't know," Emily giggled. "I just know that we go together and we have a little dorm all to ourselves."

"Really," Alison purred now that had potential, her hand snaked up Emily's side and tickled her teasingly for a moment.

"Yes," Emily grappled for Alison's hand and laced their fingers. "And we study really hard and get degrees."

"Then what?"

"We have a little apartment and a dog," Emily smiled lost in the her own thoughts.

"A dog," Alison murmured, her thoughts briefly drifting to Pepe, she didn't even know what had happened to him.

"Yeah, I always wanted pets but my mom…"

Emily trailed off uncertain and Alison rubbed her hand.

"Keep going," she encouraged trying to steer Emily away from thoughts of her parents. "Do we get married?"

"Of course," Emily chuckled.

"Where?" Alison breathed amazed by how much the thought made her happy. Marrying Emily, it seemed like such a dream.

"Paris," Emily whispered turning so she could look up into Alison's eyes.

Alison gasped.

"I am so ridiculously in love with you," Alison whispered in wonder.

"Me too," Emily grinned back.

"We're gonna get that, Em," Alison vowed. "That future."

"Promise?" Emily smiled.

Alison nodded leaning down to kiss Emily and convey how much she wanted that future. And she did she wanted it so bad, so bad she needed it. As they kissed deeply not escalating just exploring Alison found she was somewhat surprised that thoughts of a future with Emily didn't panic her, that she wasn't scared of this commitment or the obstacles that they would surly face. Instead it just made her ache to make it a reality.

They fell asleep against each other eventually, happily wrapped up in a loving embrace, high above the ground and it felt like untouched by Rosewoods drama. Alison had never been so content.

The next morning Alison opened her eyes to sunlight and rolled over coming face to face with an inquisitive squirrel. She screamed bloody murder and Emily couldn't stop laughing for the rest of the day.