Disclaimer: I don't own PLL.

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

Alison well aware of the ticking clock hanging over head and took a day to herself. She ignored all incoming calls and texts, Emily still wasn't talking to her anyway and the others were being weird so she didn't really have to ignore anyone she wasn't already actively avoiding. She needed to organize her thought, what she knew and how it all pieced together.

Her mother was involved with Radley and somehow connected to Bethany Young, someone lured Bethany out in the next four days for the Labour Day weekend and for some reason thought Alison's backyard was the perfect place for a mental patient or she wandered there on her own but that was one too many coincidences for Ali.

Lucas was involved with Big A if Mona bowing out was to be believed, because Alison was still cautious of Mona's allegiances, but if Mona was to be trusted there was a very real plan in the works that somehow ended in Alison being dead. According to Mona this was set for the end of summer, but why would someone actually want Alison dead then, why a timetable and a specific plan.

It wasn't adding up and Alison was becoming frustrated.

By the time it was dark Alison had come to a clear decision, there was no way around it she was going to have to go to Radley and speak to this Bethany girl on her own. Maybe she could get a lead as to who Bethany talked to, Cece obviously and her mother but there had to be someone else. Because one thing was certain someone had lured Bethany into Alison's backyard and then the same person had murdered her or someone else mistook the poor girl for Alison.

The blonde was just scooping up her trusty burner phone when a text alert came through on it. She read the message and her heart dropped.

"EMERGENCY come over"

From Spencer's burner.

Alison had never run faster in her life and slowed down at the backdoor, what if Alison was being lead into an ambush, what if someone got a hold of Spencer's burner and was leading Alison right into a trap. What if Mona blabbed and Big A knew Ali was on to them. She cautiously opened the door.

Spencer's kitchen was filled with uneasy tension as Alison entered and closed the backdoor behind her. Aria, Hanna and Spencer were practically bouncing out of their seats at the kitchen table.

"Where's Em?" Alison asked noticing her girlfriend was missing from the fold. "Did something happen?"

Panic started to set in, had something happened to Emily, god had A done something or had Mona gotten bored with Alison not picking her newest chew toy. Spencer held up her hands.

"Whoa no, Ali," Spencer tried to calm Alison. "Every things fine."

Alison took a deep breath.

"Don't text me Emergency from your burner phone if its not an fucking emergency!" Alison cried. "Jesus."

Hanna laughed and Alison glowered at her.

"Em probably thinks its an fucking emergency," Hanna chuckled.

"Shut up, Hanna," Aria snapped kicking at Hanna.

"What's going on?" Alison narrowed her eyes at them all.

"There's a surprise for you in my room," Spencer smirked.

"What kind of surprise?" Alison asked suspiciously.

"One you'll love," Hanna giggled.

"Hanna," Aria whined at the blonde.

"Just go see," Spencer gave Alison a little shove towards the stairs. "Trust us."

She did trust them but this seemed like a weird set up, Alison climbed the stairs hesitantly trying to ignore the giggles floating up from below. She cautiously opened Spencer's bedroom to what she was a certain had to be a dream.

Emily stood in the room surrounded by a billion tea lights, smiling brightly than any of them as she took her girlfriends hand and dragged Alison's further into the room. The door clicking behind them.

"This a good surprise," Alison choked unable to take her eyes off her girlfriend.

"A good surprise I hope," Emily shyly admitted.

"The best," Alison promised, squeezing both of Emily's hand in her own. "I thought you were mad at me."

"I was," Emily admitted as she pulled Alison to the bed and they both sat down. "And that was wrong."

"Mermaid-"

Emily placed a finger over Alison's lips.

"Please Ali," Emily pleaded and Alison nodded. "I was wrong, I was jealous of something you couldn't even control and I didn't even give you a chance to explain."

"I didn't invite her, Em, I swear she just showed up-"

"I know," Emily smiled gently. "She's part of your past and you can't change that."

Alison wanted to correct her, tell Emily that Cece was nothing but a friend but that would conjure questions as to who Alison's first woman was, Emily would forever be worried of every older woman who popped up in Alison's life. Never knowing that she was jealous of herself, so Alison found herself nodding and tried to tell herself it was a lie she had to tell.

"She's your past, Ali but I want to be your future," Emily declared.

"You are," Alison promised, stroking Emily's cheek. "You always have been my future."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Emily laughed as a tear rolled down her cheek.

Alison wiped it away softly.

"I love you, Ali," Emily smiled at her like she hung the moon and Alison swooned.

"I love you too, Em," she sealed her promise with a deep kiss.

Emily hummed against her lips when Alison pushed her to lie back on the mattress.

"Ali," Emily mumbled around their kisses.

"Shh, I'm loving you," Ali giggled before she kissed Emily deeply.

"Its just," Emily wretched her mouth free with a laugh as Alison pouted down at her. "I promised Spencer we wouldn't have sex in her room."

Alison chuckled as Emily sheepishly admitted the conditions of this arrangement.

"Oh Em," Alison titled Emily's head to her own. "Spencer just gave me a heart attack to get me over here, all conditions are now void."

"But-"

Alison had had enough of talking and pulled Emily to her, slipping her tongue inside her girlfriend's mouth as she successively blocked all thoughts of Spencer from the brunette mind. Spencer raged about it all later as Alison knew she would but she didn't care Emily and her were good and she'd take Spencer raging everyday if it meant she got Emily in the end.

The group were mid transition to Spencer's house from Alison's having gathered some supplies from the DiLaurentis home while its occupants were out. It was going to be an epic sleep over. The start of a weekend long fest, at Alison suggestions none of the girls were going to leave for the whole Labour Day weekend, Alison hoped she could keep them contained and therefore safe this way.

She'd called Radley twice more and left two messages when they failed to even pick up but she wouldn't leave her friends side, fearful of what could happen to them in her absence.

Alison skidded out her front door, balancing a precarious pile of supplies, chips, cookies, soda, movies, torches, pepper spray, her sleeping bag and a varying assortment of other sleep over essentials. She'd forgone the alcohol in the hope that sobriety would be to her advantage this weekend.

"What are you doing here?" Alison gasped dropping everything in her arms.

"Looking for you."

"You can't be here," Alison stressed, snatching a chip packet out of the man's hands when he bent down to help.

"You're avoiding me, you haven't returned my phone calls, you completely shut me out whats going on Alison?" a much younger Ezra Fitz' begged.

"It doesn't concern you Ezra, look, forget you ever knew me please," Alison started pushing him back towards his car.

"What? But Ali I thought we had something and-"

"I'm fifteen ok, I'm fifteen. I lied to you and you're a great guy Ezra but I'm fifteen and I'm with someone," Alison tried to explain gently but it all rushed out.

"Fifteen?" Ezra's eyes were wide as saucers. "FIFTEEN!"

"Keep your voice down," Alison snapped. "My girlfriend is next door and the last thing I need is-"

"Girlfriend?!"

"Look Ezra its complicated and I'm sorry I am, but I'm not the girl for you just pretend this never happened," Alison whispered.

"This is.. how is this even happening right now," Ezra raked a hand through his unruly hair.

"Come on Ezra we were never a real thing you didn't even want to date, I was a.. a character you got to play with," Alison had had enough of this pity party.

Ezra shook his head as he stared at her. His inquisitive stare that used to make Alison feel like a goddess now just made her feel scrutinized and judged. Ezra Fitz had a way of analyzing everyone with one look and it made Alison's skin crawl as he tried to piece her together like a a chapter in a mystery novel.

"You're so different I feel like I don't know you at all," Ezra exclaimed.

"Oh honey, you didn't know me when you knew me," Alison taunted, her eyebrow raising in challenge.

If Ezra was here to cause trouble Alison was going to give him a fight and a half.

"You're right," Ezra sighed. "The girl I knew was fiction. I hope you find happiness in your lies Alison DiLaurentis because at the end of the day thats all you'll have."

Alison crossed her arms and watched him walk away trying so hard to not be affected by his words. Trust Ezra to have insight into her inner most fears. But he didn't know squat and the girl who he was mourning had hurt him over two years ago and she was gone now. Alison knew better now, she couldn't take back the past but she hoped Ezra moved on from his obsession.

"Who was that?"

Alison almost jumped a foot in the air as she turned to find Aria staring at her.

"An old acquaintance," Alison answered carefully ushering Aria back into the house.

Aria pulled away.

"That was an argument Ali, not something you have with an acquaintance," Aria argued. "Are you cheating on Emily?"

"God no," Alison snapped. "That you would even. No!"

"Really because he said you hadn't returned his calls and-"

"How much did you hear?" Alison accused staring down Aria.

"Enough to know he was more than an acquaintance," Aria fired back.

"He was a.. thing before Emily and I ended it as soon as I knew I wanted Em," Alison proclaimed.

"He's older like a lot older, Ali," Aria reasoned her face worried.

Alison wanted to laugh at the irony.

"Yes he's older and now he's gone," Alison shot back before she softened her tone knowing Aria was just trying to help. "I can't change who I was before Aria and I lied to him a lot but I love Emily, you have to believe me."

"I do," Aria softly agreed. "She loves you too and thats why I won't say anything."

"Thank you."

"Sometimes we have to lie to protect the ones we love," Aria stoically stated, lost in her thoughts.

"Aria, are you ok?" Alison asked cautiously.

Aria dug out her phone and pulled up a recent text message.

"Does Mommy know about your new mommy? -A"

Attached was a picture of Meredith and Bryan kissing outside a hotel.

"I'm so sorry, Aria," Alison breathed heart broken for the girl.

Aria sniffled.

"He promised," she sobbed. "Promised my mom he was done with her."

"We don't know when that was taken," Alison pointed out. "He could be telling the truth-"

"Don't defend him," Aria screamed.

"Aria I'm just.. you don't have all the facts this is… this has A messing with you written all over it," Alison warned haltingly.

"I didn't show it to you because of that," Aria sniffled getting herself under control as she wiped at her eyes, pocketing her phone.

"Then why did you show it to me?"

"Because if they have pictures of my dad and Meredith they probably just got some shots of you and mystery dude," Aria glared.

"Shit," Alison could have slapped herself. She could only imagine what A had of her and Ezra screaming at each other and pulling him back to his car, god this could explode at any second.

"I'm not going to tell, Ali," Aria said again and something in her tone was off. "But if I were how much would it be worth to you?"

Alison gaped at the petite brunette.

"Are you.. are you threatening me right now?" Alison asked sharply her blood beginning to boil, what the hell was this.

"I would have called it blackmail," Aria spat viciously.

Alison's heart plummeted with dread and guilt, Aria knew about the blackmail. There was no good way to explain this, yes Alison blackmailed Byron, yes it was wrong and no she never intended to tell Aria's mother but that hardly made it right.

"Aria I-"

"I'd be careful Alison you seem to be making a real mess of things," Aria warned heading back to Spencer's backyard.

Well if that didn't sound like a threat Alison didn't know what did. Maybe she couldn't trust her inner circle. No she was just paranoid and worried, Aria was harmless but obviously hurting. If they survived this weekend Alison would find a way to make it up to her, and maybe she'd keep a closer eye on Aria just in case. She needed to do something, she was no closer to figuring out who A was and she now had a lot riding on staying alive.

"This is going to be the best sleep over ever," Hanna cheered, rocking excitedly on knees on the floor.

The five of them were spread out over Spencer's room with sleeping bags, blankets and pillows littering every expanse of carpet. Spencer had already claimed her bed and Aria had pulled the longest straw between herself and Hanna to share with Spencer. That left Hanna, Emily and Alison on the floor not that any of them really minded.

After a long drawn out argument Alison had finally convinced the girls that it would be better if they stayed inside than in the barn. She figured if she could keep them all under one roof inside a house where doors could be locked and lights turned on they would be safer.

The problem with hindsight Alison had found was that as soon as you added time travel you obviously changed things, she hadn't had much time to dwell on it but the more she thought about it recently the more it made sense. She had changed so much that the outcome of this weekend was anyones guess. All the same people that were out to get her last time, still had their reasons but Ali couldn't believe that her mother would protect any of them over her own daughter. Someone else was involved and Alison only hoped she'd derailed their plans enough to survive this weekend.

"Ali I want to tell them," Hanna excitedly clapped her hands bouncing with news.

"Tell us what?" Spencer asked, of course the first one to hunt for answers.

Hanna looked to Alison for permission and Alison waved her free hand that wasn't laced with Emily's.

"Go right ahead, gorgeous," she smiled and then grimaced when Emily gripped her hand especially tight, she gripped back tighter.

Hanna's news was sure to put a stop to her mermaid's irrational jealousy.

"What are you two hiding?" Aria asked skeptically and Alison sat up straighter when Aria tried to stare her down, there was distrust brewing there and Alison didn't know how to fix it.

"We're not hiding anything," Hanna argued. "We just found out something and we want to share it with you all."

The others waited expectantly.

Hanna took a deep breath.

"Ali and I are sisters," Hanna gushed like she still couldn't fully believe it.

Alison laughed as the others gaped. Emily was the first to recover.

"Really?" Emily asked Alison her eyes wide and hopeful.

Alison nodded gently and Emily broke out into a huge grin.

"That's the best news ever," Emily squealed pulling Alison into a hug.

"I get why I'm excited but why are you excited?" Hanna questioned titling her head to the side as she stared at Emily.

"It's fine Han," Alison assured Hanna before Emily could say anymore. "Just something stupid."

Alison pointedly looked to Emily and the brunette averted her gaze somewhat chastised.

"How?" Spencer asked after moment of deliberation. "If you don't mind me asking."

"The usual way," Alison breezed. "My Dad knocked up Hanna's Mom."

"Ali," Hanna shrieked.

"What?" Alison shrugged. "Thats what happened."

"Well I guess if you two are happy then-"

"Yes," Hanna squealed sliding across the floor and crash tackling Alison into a hug, shoving Emily to the side and cutting off whatever Aria was saying.

"Hey, get off my girlfriend," Emily grumbled angrily as Hanna wiggled against Alison.

Ali laughed as Hanna stuck out her tongue at Emily.

"She's my sister," Hanna petulant whined.

"So you're related in some way to half of us, Ali," Spencer mused as Hanna finally released Alison so she could sit back up.

"In a round about sort of way I guess you're right," Alison agreed. "But you girls have always been my family."

They all smiled at her, even Aria.

"Oh, oh," Hanna remembered bouncing back to her bag. "I got you something."

Hanna pulled out two light blue matching hoodies and handed one to Alison.

"Hanna you didn't have to-"

"I wanted to," Hanna jumped in. "Try it on."

Alison accepted the hoodie and slipped it on, marvelling at how soft it was. She looked down to find it had writing on the front.

"Big Sis," she read her chest with a laugh.

"Yep," Hanna beamed slipping on her own hoodie which read 'Little Sis'.

Spencer crossed her arms looking a little left out but smiled at Alison when the blonde's concerned blue eyes fell to her.

"Maybe we could get Spencer something," Alison suggested and Hanna hit herself in the head softly.

"Duh I'm sorry Spence I didn't mean to leave you out," Hanna grumbled.

"Its ok Han," Spencer called. "Thats your thing and its good you have a thing."

Alison smiled at Spencer in thanks and the brunette nodded that she understood.

"Do you like it, Ali?" Hanna asked apprehensively wringing her hands in her hoodie.

"I love it, gorgeous," Alison assured her sister and just caught the blonde as she was tackled in another hug.

"You have to wear it all weekend," Hanna made her swear.

"Only if you wear yours," Alison challenged back before she was once again rocked in Hanna's warm embrace.

"Hanna," Emily grumbled next to the pair.

The first night of Labour Day weekend Alison slept restlessly in Emily's arms. What little she did sleep was unpleasant enough but she kept drifting in and out of consciousness never finding a completely comfortable position. It wasn't just that she was physically uncomfortable Hanna's foot didn't help either as it kept drifting into her face until she finally rolled over in Emily's arms and snuggled into her mermaid's collarbone, tucking herself under Emily's chin as the brunette slept soundly. Even Emily's steady heart beat under Alison's ear couldn't lull her into a peaceful slumber. It was the very real knowledge that she was being hunted and she had no way of knowing when her hunters would strike that kept her awake and frightened.

She was off all day as the group puttered around Spencer's house watching movies, laughing at each other and trying to bring Alison out of her somber mood but even Emily's kisses fell flat. She tried to smile at her girlfriend and the others though they could all tell it was forced.

The second night as they were debating what type of pizza to get and from where Alison was sleep deprived and cagey.

Alison on the couch with Emily's head in her lap, almost threw Emily off her in fright when the shrill noise of the house phone ringing startled her. Emily placed a comforting hand on the blonde's thigh when Alison resettled and Veronica answered the phone but she couldn't meet her girlfriend's eyes.

"What is it, Jessica?" Veronica tried and failed to keep the bite out of her tone as she growled into the phone pressed to her ear.

Veronica met Alison's eyes, as she listened to whatever the blonde's mother was saying and then seemed to come to a decision.

"No, Jessica she's here with her friends perfectly safe," Veronica sighed.

Alison could only imagine how much her mother was politely insisting her daughter come home immediately. She'd had to sneak out last time after all, Jessica being her usual paranoid self, though now that Alison thought about it maybe her mother knew more than she did, the phone call Jessica was desperate for, was it Radley did they know Bethany had escaped? But why would they call a board member about an escaped patient? Too many questions flittered through Alison's worried mind and she just caught the end of Veronica screaming into the phone.

"-she's safer here than she's even been with you, Jessica. We will discuss this in the morning," Veronica Hastings slammed down the house phone in anger and all the girls in the room jumped.

"Mom?" Spencer questioned softly.

Veronica took a deep breath and composed herself looking to the girls wearily.

"Is it about Dad?" Spencer questioned hesitantly.

"No, sweetie," Veronica sighed. "It was about Alison and her Mom."

Alison gulped as Veronica looked to her with pained eyes.

"I think its time we talked to someone, Alison," Veronica cautioned. "This can't go on."

Alison blinked as she slowly caught up with Mrs Hastings the older woman thought Alison's mother wanted her punching bag home. She nodded slowly.

"We'll talk to children services first thing," Veronica promised with a sad smile.

Emily stiffened in her lap and Hanna looked to her sharply. She shifted under the attention.

"Yes Mrs Hastings," Alison softly agreed.

Veronica sighed.

"I have to go to the office for a few hours, girls," Veronica told them all. "Do not open the door for anyone especially Mrs DiLaurentis alright?"

They all nodded, the other four radiating curiosity.

"We were going to get pizza," Spencer reminded her mother.

"Make sure you pick it up then and take Alison with you," Veronica warned her daughter, fishing out some notes and putting them on the kitchen counter. "You call me if anything happens."

They all nodded again and Veronica grabbed her things and left. Alison finally felt like she could breath again until all of her friends stared at her.

"So pizza," Alison tried to deflect.

"Whats going on, Ali?" Hanna asked cautiously.

"Nothing, we're getting pizza-"

"Why is my Mom calling children services?" Spencer tilted her head studying Alison.

Alison knew she couldn't play them off forever.

"Guys I-" Alison had never actually admitted this out loud to people who mattered. "My parents aren't exactly the best."

"What does that mean?" Emily asked frantically.

Alison stroked her fingers through Emily's hair smiling down sadly at her lover.

"They yell a lot and throw things and when… when my Mom gets especially upset well… she hits me," Alison dropped her head in shame.

"Ali," Hanna whispered in shock.

"Alison thats not right," Aria stated. "You know that right, she.. she can't get away with that."

"She won't," Spencer promised looking to Alison. "Thats why my Mom wants to talk to children services right, she knows, she's helping."

Alison nodded feeling Emily sit up from her lap and pull her into the brunette's neck. Emily didn't say anything just held Alison as she broke down and soon she was smothered by the other three as they crowded around her on the couch. She hiccuped and spluttered into Emily's neck as her friends and girlfriend rocked her and cooed in her ear how much they loved her and that she never ever had to go back.

It was a long while later when Alison was exhausted but calmer that they decided they needed food. Emily was crashed out, having had a gruelling week of swimming and Alison didn't have the heart to wake her sleeping mermaid.

"I'll stay with her," Hanna volunteered munching on some chips she'd found in the pantry and watching the tv in the kitchen.

"Don't spoil your dinner," Alison lectured as she hugged Hanna in thanks, Aria and Spencer where upstairs getting their shoes on for the short drive to the pizza parlour.

"Yes, mom," Hanna poked out her tongue accepting Alison's hug without taking her eyes off the tv.

"Make sure you stay inside alright," Alison told Hanna who waved her off, as Spencer and Aria bounded down the stairs.

"Don't spoil your dinner," Spencer called to Hanna eyeing the chips.

"Are you sure you two aren't related?" Hanna grumbled at Alison.

Ali just laughed and hugged her half sister again before she left with Aria and Spencer.

Alison was balancing the two pizzas and garlic bread, Aria had all the drinks and Spencer was struggling with the front door. Aria and Alison laughed at Spencer's confused face as she tried to work the key into the lock and failed again. Spencer just glared at them halfheartedly. When they finally got the door open and rounded the corner into the kitchen and living room Alison dropped the pizzas.

Emily was on the couch in tears by herself, the backdoor wide open.

"Ali I'm so sorry, I didn't-" Emily was hysterical.

"Em, what? Talk to me, baby," Alison all but vaulted to her mermaid's side. Emily grabbed her desperately crying into her shoulder.

Alison took in the whole room quickly, no broken glass, nothing that gave any indication of a struggle, nothing that suggested anyone had broken in but the wide opened back door that flapped as the wind outside howled, the storm picking up.

"Where's Hanna?" Spencer asked.

Emily cried harder.

"Em, what happened? Where's Hanna?" Alison asked trying to keep the panic out of her voice.

"I didn't mean to…" Emily sobbed into Alison's chest.

"Mean what? Em, please where is Hanna?"

"She.. she was… I woke up and I thought she was you and she said… and I just yelled at her. I didn't mean it I swear, Ali!" Emily cried clutching impossibly tighter.

Alison rubbed her back trying to calm the sobbing girl.

"Em, look at me," Alison titled her girlfriend's chin to meet her eyes. "Where is Hanna?"

"She ran outside after I… I was so horrible and I didn't mean it," Emily all but begged.

"Em what did you say?" Aria asked carefully.

"I said she would always be Hefty Hanna and we just felt sorry for her," Emily looked away guilty and Alison couldn't stop her gasp.

"I didn't mean it and I said so straight away but she ran and I tried to stop her, I did, Ali, I promise. I tried so hard but she was so upset and she ran," Emily was crying again but Alison pulled herself away from the girl, not believing her mermaid could be so cruel.

Alison felt her blood run cold just a thunder clap shook the house all four girls jumped as the power went out and the room was thrown into darkness.

"I have to find Hanna." Alison pulled away from Emily completely even as the brunette grabbed for her.

"No, Ali its not safe-"

"She's my sister, Emily," Alison cut off furiously and Emily shrank back in fear.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," Emily sobbed.

Alison grabbed her flashlight and started for the open back door.

"Alison! Wait, we're coming with you!" Spencer yelled desperately but Alison had already darted out into the storming night.

Alison was frantic. Her mind filled with different scenarios of finding her sister bludgeoned to death, or being buried alive, she didn't even know where to look. She couldn't believe Emily, she knew the jealousy was an issue with an Emily this young but for her to be so cruel seemed impossible. She shook her head of such thoughts, Emily was not the priority right now and when she found Hanna and got her back to Spencer's they would straighten this all out.

Alison pulled at her hoodie and cursed the damn thing, Hanna looked exactly like her tonight. Right down to the matching hoodies. Why had she thought having a decoy was a good idea, at the time it had been brilliant so she could slip around Rosewood without A suspecting she was anywhere suspicious, she could be ahead of the game for once. But now the glaring flaw in her plan shone through, Alison would never forgive herself if something happened to Hanna.

"Hanna! Where are you!?" She yelled again not even caring that she was likely to attract her stalker.

"Hanna please!"

"Hanna!" Spencer yelled further off in the distance, "Alison!"

"Hanna!" Aria was over with Spencer from the sound of things.

"Alison! Ali I'm sorry!" Emily's shrill pleas assaulted Alison's ears but the thunder drowned out any other yells as Alison tried to catch sight of her sister.

She couldn't see much in the darkness and Alison wrapped her arms around herself, the temperature hadn't dropped any but a chill ran up her spin as she felt someone step up behind her. You've got to be kidding me, she thought just before the rock connected with the back of her skull.

She crumpled to the ground, very much alive but stunned, how had this still happened?

It was the same. The outcome would always be the same. The irony was killing her. She changed everything as much as she could and she was still hit over the head on the final night of summer. She heard screams in the distance and hoped the girls were ok but the screams came closer, she tried hard to concentrate and could just make out Spencer barking orders at the others.

"Call 9-1-1, quickly…. bleeding…. stay with….."

"Who… you… why…"

She drifted in and out of bits of conversation but they were all there, she could feel them, her team. They were here now, they'd keep her safe, she wouldn't be buried alive, a brief stint in the hospital and she'd be perfectly fine. She tried to thank Spencer but she couldn't move. Just like last time. Her body was in paralysis but that was ok. It was all going to be ok. She felt heavy, like she was weighed down and briefly wondered why it hadn't felt like that last time.

Sirens started in the distance.

"Hang on, Ali, please," Hanna, Alison guessed, begged in her ear.

Her gorgeous sister, that was still such a trippie thought that she had a sister. When school started on Monday they were going to get up to so much trouble, Alison was sure of it. She wondered if Mrs Marin would let her live with them, she hoped the older woman would, she wanted to be with her real family.

"Ali don't leave us," Emily begged.

Aw her sweet mermaid, how could she ever think Alison would leave. Alison tried to reassure the brunette that it would all be fine. But the darkness was settling in, it was almost like falling asleep her muscles all relaxed, surrounded by her heroes, she could have done without the heavy weight on her chest though. If this was the end, well it didn't suck as much as Alison had feared.

She felt safe, loved and finally at peace.

A/N: The End. Part One.