Alison is stuck at the moment with this question. She thinks for a second. Although it is extremely irritating, she can understand why the brunette is confused by the blonde telling her that she and Rollins are not together but still have his picture and a fresh rose on her desk. But no matter what, she damn sure is not explaining herself to Emily. She doesn't have to. "What we have going on is none of your concern. Together or not." This is all Alison can come up with at the moment. It's not a bad comeback because it's the truth. The brunette had no right to be asking this question.

Emily looked at the blonde for a moment. She nodded condescendingly, her eyebrows raised as she took a sip from her glass. Almost as if she didn't care to keep pressing the issue because she didn't believe the answer she was getting.

Emily takes another long swig from her glass before twirling the remaining wine inside in a circular motion. She notices that the blonde can barely keep her balance without swaying on her feet.

"Why don't you take a seat? I know there's not much in this place yet but I do have a couch." Emily motions toward her L-shaped cream-colored couch.

Alison looks at Emily with a quick vexed glare before storming off and sitting on the couch.

"Ok great, we're sitting. Enough with the bullshit Emily, answer my question. What was that about?" The blonde almost shouts.

The brunette gives a long sigh and runs her fingers through her long locks as she takes a seat beside Alison. Again, the brunette doesn't see the need in beating around the bush anymore. This version of her knows her worth. She's confident, she's sexy, and dammit she knows it. Not even the one person in the world who makes her the most nervous could change that now. She looks at the blonde and is preparing to be honest as the wine quickly takes over her senses and causes her defenses to fall.

"Well, initially when I saw you I didn't know how I was going to respond. The last thing I expected was to see you at my new job! I was angry at first, but after a while I guess I just reverted to doing what we do best." She says in a nonchalant tone as she cracks a tipsy smile and finishes off the wine in her glass.

Alison almost immediately knows what the coach is referring to.

"Getting wrapped up in each other and not speaking about it afterward?" The blonde finishes her sentence and bows her head after. Remembering how they, well, more like she used to handle their intimate moments.

"Yepp." Emily says while hopping up off the couch and going to fill her wine glass for the second time with an equally as generous amount as she did the first. While Alison's mood as a drunk was emotional, Emily seemed to be a nonchalant drunk surprising Alison.

Literally everything about the girl has become different in 5 years. Alison thinks that in that moment it all starts to make sense.

"Emily… when you left for California all those years ago, why did you stop responding to my calls and emails?" The blonde asks in a more concerned tone, thinking maybe this approach could reach the brunette better than her angered one before.

Emily's gaze fell to the floor. Starting to feel those similar emotions she had as a teenager rushing back to her, trying to break through her new found confidence. She didn't like this old familiar feeling. Apart of the reason it was so easy to maintain this new version of herself was because she didn't have the blonde in her life reminding her of how emotional of a person she truly is. But she decided that she might as well be honest. Because she's grown enough to be able to speak about her emotions now that so much time has gone by.

Right?

"Because I just didn't see the point in maintaining our friendship anymore when you and I both know it was always going to be more than that."

Flashback:

After the night that Alison had had with Mona, Emily decided that she didn't think it would be best for Alison to stay home alone that night. She had called her mom and asked for permission to spend the night at Alison's house to which she of course agreed. Pam Fields had always had somewhat of a soft spot for Alison. Sometimes she wondered if her mom knew how she felt about the blonde. Emily had always been in love with her friend even long before she knew what that emotion even was. When the blonde disappeared and had been presumed dead it had broken Emily in ways she knew she would never recover from. All the moments she had shared with her behind closed doors. The moments where she thought that maybe, just maybe, the feelings she had for the blonde were mutual. She thought that she would never get to find out if that was possibility but now 2 years later, here she is. Reunited with the blonde. Her friend now told her that those kisses were not just for practice and that her feelings were never one-sided the way she made her think they were. She was hearing everything she had ever wanted to hear from her first love, but now that she is hearing it, it took her so off guard that she didn't know what to say. Alison had told her she didn't need to say anything, and even though she was speechless then, she had a million things running through her mind, she was just terrified to say them. She was scared that once she let her feelings be known out loud she would be so vulnerable, that the blonde would have the ability to break her heart all over again. Words have so much power in them. The last thing the blonde had said to the brunette before they laid down for bed was that she was the hardest one to leave behind, which left the brunette speechless again for the third time that day.

She laid in bed unable to stop her mind from running a mile a minute. With the blonde lying so close to her making it harder for her to think. Her body is on fire from hearing all the endearments from her first love.

She knows she probably shouldn't and that there is a very big possibility of getting rejected but her mouth was moving faster than her brain at this point.

"Ali, are you asleep?" she whispers. She can't take it back now. Alison pauses for a second but responds by turning over and repositioning herself to lying face to face with Emily now. They are so incredibly close and all the brunette can think is fuck, she's so beautiful.

They lay like this for a while just looking into each other's eyes and Emily swears she can see the blonde's eyes darkening and peering back and forth between her eyes and lips. Emily thinks that its now or never. If the blonde really meant everything she'd said to her today then she should have no problem with what Emily was about to do. Right?

Emily looks at Alison for a second longer before leaning forward and placing a chaste kiss on the blonde's lips. Alison's eyes close at the contact, and when they reopen Emily swears her blue eyes are 2 shades darker. Emily takes a second to give the blonde a chance to protest if she wanted. Although she prays that she won't because that would just kill the brunette. Once she sees the blonde just staring back at her she takes the chance to do it again, this time the blonde meets her halfway and crashes their lips together harder than the first. Emily deepens the kiss and slides her hands into Ali's long blonde locks and is excited to see Ali bring the top half of her body from underneath the cover to support herself better and begin moving deeper into the kiss. Alison brings her arm over Emily's body to grip at her waist. Emily revels at the simplest of touch from the blonde just knowing that it means the blonde is completely comfortable with what is happening. When they break the kiss they look at each other one last time and Emily can see Alison's eyes are beginning to get low and heavy with what looks like a deep need. Alison moves to kiss the brunette again and Emily takes her hand and runs it over Ali's shoulder bringing down the strap of the blonde's tank top. Ali let out a light moan into Emily's mouth at the contact and then suddenly pulls back, mouth open to look at Emily. Emily froze and began to whisper "Was that too much? I'm sorry I-".

Emily is cut off by Alison crashing their lips together harder than ever before. She takes her body weight and presses Emily back to lay on her back now Ali hovering over her. "No you're perfect" Ali says before she looks at Emily's lips hungrily. "You are so fucking perfect." She says before pecking the brunette on the lips. Then going on to place a kiss at the corner of Emily's mouth. "And you're making me feel things that…" the blonde trails off looking at the brunette whose eyes are closed tightly reveling in the contact before grabbing Emily's wrist and moving it slowly down her body placing the brunette's hand in her underwear to feel the wetness pooling in between her legs. "That I've never felt before" The blonde says finishing her earlier thought.

Emily's eyes shot open when she realized where her hand was now. The blonde was so wet off of just a make-out session and Emily thought she was going to combust. She was realizing that this was taking a turn and was not an innocent intimate moment between the two. Alison looked Emily in the eyes and slowly started to move Emily's hand up and down between her folds trying to gain more friction because she had never had this type of feeling in her body before. The blonde had had sex once before, but it was just to say she had done it. She had never actually gotten worked up from it or even gotten close to an orgasm before. This was all new to her and God she was so obsessed with the feeling she was getting.

Emily watched as the blonde on top of her took control and moved back and forth with the motion she was setting with her hand. The brunette watched as Alison got so lost in what she was feeling she let her head hang down and her long blonde curls fall around her face. As much as Emily loved watching Alison enjoying herself she also wanted the blonde to know she could bring her to the climax she needed herself.

Emily grabbed the hand that Alison was holding onto her with and slowly pulled her arm away from Alison's grip freeing her hand from the blonde's underwear. Alison looked with wide eyes missing the contact but was stunned when Emily took her fingers that had just been in between her wet folds and placed them in her mouth, sucking her juices off while looking her in the eyes. The blonde's mouth dropped as she watched the most enticing thing she had ever seen happen right in front of her. Emily pulled her fingers out of her mouth and sat up against the headboard, now almost eye level with the blonde sitting on top of her.

"I can make you feel more than that if you let me."

Ali's eyes locked onto Emilys. She was still too shocked to speak so she just nodded hoping Emily would take that as an okay to do what she pleased.

Emily nodded back in agreement and moved to take the blonde's tank top completely off of her throwing it to the floor and exposing the most perfectly round breasts. Emily leaned forward slowly and placed one of the blonde's nipples in her mouth sucking and releasing it with a pop before taking it back into her mouth and sucking lightly before flicking her tongue flatly across it.

"Mmm" Alison let out a light moaning sound while tangling her hands in Emily's hair while at the same time beginning to grind on Emily's lap missing the friction she had there prior. Emily takes her fingers and begins to squeeze and roll the blonde's other nipple in her hand while still working her mouth on the other.

"Shittt" Ali hissed as she began to feel overwhelmed by the sensation causing her to grind hard and faster on Emily's lap.

"God, Em that feels so good.''

Emily lets out a light hum in response while the tingling feeling between her own legs start to build. She can't believe she has her first love sitting on top of her right now trembling under her finger tips.

Alison's body starts to twitch and she tugs incredibly hard on Emily's hair pulling her closer to her chest while she still grinds on top of her. Emily hisses a little at the pleasurable pain being inflicted on her. "Em, please I can't do this anymore please" Alison almost cries out.

"Tell me what you want Ali" Emily says as she removes her lips from her nipples and kisses the corner of the blondes mouth. She wants permission from her blonde before completely ravishing her.

The blonde puts both her hands in Emily's hair and pulls her hair hard so the brunette would be looking up at her in her eyes. She took a short breath before whispering against the brunette's lips. "Can you please fuck me?"

Emily now had a puddle in between her legs after hearing those words. She was also realizing Alison liked it a little rough which she took note of. Without saying another word she pushed Alison onto her back and crawled over her body pulling her shorts and underwear down and off her legs, throwing them to the floor. Alison was now completely naked for the first time not only in front of Emily but anybody. She had never felt the need to get completely undressed for anyone before but the way the brunette was making her feel she wanted to make sure she had complete access to her entire body.

Emily positioned herself on top of the blonde and began feverishly kissing the blonde making sure her tongue entered and proceeded to lick the roof of Ali's mouth with her tongue while pulling her head back by her hair returning the notion the blonde made toward her earlier. Ali let out a loud moan and looked at Emily with big lust filled eyes. "Please" Ali said no longer willing to wait.

Emily complied and began to lower herself between Ali's legs and she waisted no time before taking the blondes clit into her mouth sucking it in and releasing it repeatedly. Emily watched from below as Ali laid her head on the pillow with her eyes closed and mouth agape. She kept up this motion before fully taking it into her mouth not letting go and she licked the bud profusely with her flat tongue.

"Oh, my fuck-"

"Oh"

"MMM FUUCK"

Ali let out a scream as she felt one, then two fingers enter her while still feeling the pressure of Emily's tongue on her clit.

All you could hear in the room is Emily humming against Ali's center and the smacking noises of skin on skin from Emilys fingers going in and out of Ali.

Ali began to feel something building deep in her core that she had never felt before. She didn't know what was happening.

"Em, Em, Em" She chanted with the rhythm of the brunette fingers entering and exiting her.

"Em, fuck I feel something happening" she says between labored breaths

"Mmmm you're about to cum for me" Emily says lifting her head from her core before going back in to finish her off.

"Let it happen, cum for me" she says for the last time before licking at her clit furiously pushing the blonde over the edge.

"Okay" was the last thing she said before she felt a rush run from the top of her head to the tips of her toes which are now curling"

"OH MY GOD EM FUCK" She says as she rides out her orgasm writhing on the bed underneath Emily as Emily talks her through it.

"There you go, ride it out" As she's still pushing in and out of the other girl.

Once the blonde relaxes against the bed she doesn't say a word, just grabs Emily and pulls her up her body to lay on top of her before Emily rolls off to lay beside her.

"Wow." Ali said through a strangled breath.

Emily smiled while looking towards the ceiling before a blank expression covered her face. She thought long and hard before turning to face Alison.

Alison put a hand to Ems cheek and caressed it before feeling a rush of embarrassment flooding her from what just happened.

Emily joins in on the sentiment and reality finally hits her as she realizes what just happened. She sees how Alisons facial expression begins to change. The brunette unsure of how to read the expression.

Both girls realizing that their relationship just took a turn they were not expecting tonight. They both sit in silence for a second not knowing who would speak first.

"Em, I -"

"Ali, I love you." Emily blurts out at the same time as Ali tries to speak. She cant believe she said that out loud but she cant go back now.

Ali's eyes grow wide but then the expression on her face is replaced with genuine concern.

"Oh, Em..." She says as she lays facing her best friend and reaches out to stroke the side of the brunettes face and place a single strand of hair behind her ear. Alison watches as the brunette stares in her eyes reveling in the emotions of everything that just happened. Alison has always known that the brunette loved her. She knew because of Emily exactly what it looks like when someone loves another person. She knew without a doubt that there was nothing she wouldn't do for the swimmer. Especially after all the wildly insane things that Emily just did to her. The blonde swears she'll never forget the sound of the brunette talking her through her orgasm. Just the thought is about to make her have another one. Alison would do anything she had to do to keep her safe and her heart in one piece. And Alison wasn't sure she was capable of keeping her safe or in one piece at this point in her life. She cursed herself for not being able to articulate exactly how she feels for the brunette to her right now. Not with A still lingering in the shadows threatening to ruin everything good and pure in her life. She knew what telling the swimmer that she loved her too would do to her right now. It just isn't the time for them to indulge in this. With that Alison leaned in and placed a sweet and gentle kiss on Emilys forehead.

"Thank you so much for tonight Emily. It means more to me than you'll ever know." She gave Emily one last look before turning over and pressing her backside into the swimmers front and grabbing Emily's arm to drape over her waist and entangling their fingers together. "Goodnight." Was the last thing she said before closing her eyes.

End Flashback

After that night, as usual, they never spoke about it again. The truth is they never had the chance to as the next day rolled around and all the games with A had taken a drastic turn. The unidentified psycho had begun to convince the girls that Alison was A. They did a pretty damn good job because Emily herself began to believe it and ended up being the one to plant the evidence that resulted in Alison's arrest for Mona's murder. Even after time went by and the girls were hit with the discovery that Alison in fact did not murder Mona, the blonde still did everything in her power to rescue the girls from the dollhouse.

Things between the blonde and the brunette never did go back to the way they were although they remained friends. They both went back to their lives and pursued other people in the process. Emily's love for Alison never did change even after all they'd been through, but she figured too much damage had been done. Alison forgave the girls including Emily. But Emily never fully forgave herself for putting Ali behind bars.

Once the girls were all ready to go to college and went their separate ways, Emily's dad passed away not too long after causing her to distance herself from all 4 of her friends, not completely cutting them off except for one of them. Alison. She found herself thinking of that one quote her father engraved in her over and over.

"Emmy, No one can make you feel inferior without your consent."

The brunette promised herself she would do whatever it took to stay true to her word and live by that saying. Alison could make her feel inferior. Make her feel less than. Being that no matter how much she tried to prove her love to the blonde, the other girl would always find a way to ignore it and avert her attention. Still accepting all the attention Emily had to give and gave the bare minimum in return. At least that's what Emily felt the blonde was doing. So she stopped responding to the blonde's calls, texts, and emails altogether and hadn't spoken a word to her since. That is until today.

Alison watched as Emily's eyes shifted to the floor after her last statement. The blonde knew exactly what the brunette was thinking about. She was thinking about the one wonderful night. The one intimate night they shared that changed everything. Nothing between the two had been the same after. Alison thought about that night very often. She'd never admit it to the brunette but nothing and no one had even come close to making her feel the way that she had felt that night. God if she thought about it too much she may leave a puddle of wetness on the brunette's couch. So she starts trying to refocus her thoughts.

"Emily you know we were in an impossible situation. A was hot on our asses and I didn't want them, I mean- Cece, to hurt you any more than she already had by being involved with me and-"

"You know what, forget about it." Emily cuts the other girl off. Not liking where this was going. She had worked so hard to drown out these feelings throughout the years and she had done a damn good job. She'll do whatever it takes to get out of this situation if it means she doesn't have to have this conversation. Besides, it looked like she wasn't going to be able to escape the blonde at work and now apparently even at home. God, is it too early to break the lease? The brunette thought even though she had just signed it last week.

"Listen, I'm sorry about earlier today. Regardless, it looks like we have to deal with each other now. Things happened today that I can't take back, but I can assure you it won't happen again and I can be cordial with you. Deal?"

Alison still sat on the couch listening to the words coming out of the other girls mouth. Seeing her shut down once again. She wouldn't mind having this conversation right now. She's intoxicated and could probably get herself to say things she would not otherwise say when sober, but obviously the brunette is not trying to do this now. Plus, she's kind of disgusted with herself feeling a tinge of sadness that Emily won't be touching her again.

"Okay, I guess." That is all the blonde could say in response.

She looks up at Emily who is still across the room in the kitchen. The brunette leans on the island countertop with one hand while pinching the bridge of her nose between her thumb and index finger, beginning to look a bit stressed out. Alison stays placed on the couch holding her empty glass in her hand.

"Look, it's getting late and I'm starting to get a bit of a headache. I'm sure you need rest as well so why don't we call it a night? I'll walk you out."

The brunette makes her attempt to wrap this whole situation up and get the blonde out of her apartment so she can think.

"Yeah, I could use some rest." Alison says as she gets up off the couch slowly to be sure she won't fall after being seated for so long. She walks towards the door where Emily meets her.

Emily twiddles her thumbs while looking at her feet while standing in front of her. For a second she could see a piece of the timid Emily she had once loved and known. The brunette opened the door for her before speaking.

"Goodnight Alison."

"Goodnight Emily."

A/N: Well hello beautiful people! It's been at least 8 years since I wrote this story. I can't believe it! And I also can't believe I made my way back to this fandom but here I am! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I tried my very best to pick up where I left off. Whew, was it hard but I hope I succeeded. Can't wait to see where I can take this story now that I've matured and am hopefully improving my writing skills since I published this story so long ago. But anyways leave a comment for me. I love reading them. As always, best wishes!

-EmisonEverAfter