Sorry for long update, it's been hard to get motivation when Emison had such a perfect endgame on the show3 next one will be sooner, I promise x

"Are you just gonna sit here all night or are you going to go and fight for what you've wanted for so long?" Hanna rounded on Emily, and it was nearing midnight. "Caleb is gonna be home soon" She said, an extra push to get her to and talk things through with her girlfriend. Emily just sighed, finished the last of the bottle of wine, relishing in the taste of alcohol; she had been abstaining since Ali told her she was pregnant.

"I haven't seen her like that in years" She finally said, causing Hanna to roll her eyes and take the glass out of her hand.

"You're being ridiculous" She said bluntly, standing up and taking the glass over to the sink, pouring out the remnants.

"Am I?" Emily argued back, standing up from the sofa and crossing her arms so that her and Hanna were at equal level "when Ali died, bitchy Ali was supposed to die with her" Hanna rolled her eyes again, stomping over to stand next Emily and put her hands on her her shoulder.

"She was defending you. She's like, just come to terms with who she is and one of her best friends wasn't on board. Of course she was going to jump down her throat, that's just Ali." The passion Hanna felt for her words seeped through and Emily couldn't help but smirk. Shaking her head slowly, she internally slapped herself.

"You're right" She said with confidence. For a second, Hanna was going to fight back, but after processing what Emily had said she smiled smugly, shrugging her shoulders.

"It has been known to happen" They stood in silence for a second, Emily biting down on her lip. Hanna exhaled. "you want a lift over, don't you?" She guessed. Emily sheepishly nodded her head. "well, come on then" Hanna said irritatedly "Jesus, the things I do for you and your love life" she muttered as they walked out to her car, Emily's heart beating extra loudly in her chest. The drive felt longer than it should have, but eventually the familiar sounds of the crunch of gravel resonated around them. Unfastening her seatbelt, she jumped out off the car.

"Em?" Hanna stopped her before she belted inside. Emily waited for her to say something. "Just, remember how much it's taken you both to get here" she reminded her (as if she needed it).

"Yeah" Emily said with a soft smile "thanks, Han" And with that she ran up the porch, not bothering to knock on the door considering this was also her home now. "Ali?" She called once, with no reply "Alison?" She tried again, cringing a little; she never used her girlfriends full name. She wandered upstairs, and found Ali in their bedroom, asleep, wearing Emily's coaching jumper. She smiled to herself, shaking her head. It was hard not to fall in love with her all over again when she looked at her sleeping, so innocent, and so beautiful. Tiptoeing across the room, she covered Ali with the duvet, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. She stirred under Emily's touch, and turned so that she was on her side. Emily cursed herself.

"You came home" she sighed happily "I'm sorry" Ali muttered, half-asleep as her eyes flickered in between being opened and closed. Emily sighed, kicking off her shoes and lying down next to her on their bed.

"It's okay" she whispered "I came home to tell you that I love you" Ali smiled, pouting her lips for Emily to reach down and touch with her own.

"I shouldn't have said that stuff" she continued, despite her obvious exhaustion "it was stupid" Emily nodded her head in agreement, their noses still touching.

"Yeah" she said honestly "it was"

"I just wanna protect you" She admitted, her eyes still not fully open and her voice dry with tiredness.

"I know, baby" Emily said back "but I don't need protecting all the time. Especially not from Spencer" Ali smiled again, letting herself snuggle further into the bed, Emily's arms stretching around her.

"I won't do it again" she promised groggily "And, you know, it's the hormones too" She said, before she settled again and became weak in Emily's embrace. Emily just chuckled softly, before kissing the top of her head and letting her drift back to sleep. She had a feeling she was going to be hearing those words for a long time coming. The following morning came too quickly, and Emily's alarm clock for work disrupted the serenity of their sleep. It was painful untangling herself from Ali's perfect form, but she managed it eventually. Kissing her softly on the forehead, careful not to wake her, she slipped into the shower. The sound of rushing water startled Ali awake, and she smiled to herself as she remembered where she was, and who she was with. Every morning she had to pinch herself to remind herself that it wasn't all a dream; Emily Fields really was her girlfriend and she really was pregnant with her child. Sighing heavily, she buried back down into her duvet, smiling like a toddler as the sun streamed in through the window, feeling refreshed. The water finally clicked off, and Emily appeared in the doorway of their en suite, wrapped in a white cotton towel, her hair dripping wet and droplets falling down her skin.

"Hey" She said happily, a smile surfacing on her face "Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up" Ali brushed off her apology with a small shake of her head, pulling back the cover so that she could get out of bed herself.

"It doesn't matter, I had to be up soon anyway" She told her, walking over to the mirror and standing sideways, admiring her naked form.

"You're so beautiful" Emily noted, watching as she ran over her growing bump. Ali frowned, turning away from the mirror and throwing a pair of sweatpants and a big jumper.

"Shall I make breakfast?" She asked. Emily nodded.

"Take your vitamins!" Emily called as her girlfriend left the room, grinning from ear to ear. Ali waltzed downstairs, her heart completely full of joy as she found Jason sat in front of the telly, watching some old documentary.

"Morning, Al" he called from the sofa, sipping on a cup of coffee. It was only when she moved closer into the room when she saw her. A girl with beautiful dark black hair, sharper cheekbones than Ali had ever seen and deep green eyes.

"Uh" She said, startled by the girls beauty "Good morning" He smiled at her warmly the girl next to him was curled into his chest, wearing what looked like one of his pyjama shirts and a pair of grey sweatpants. She cleared her throat a little awkwardly as she moved away from him, jumping up from the sofa.
"Oh, god, I'm so sorry. Ali, this is Eliza. Eliza, this is my sister Alison" The girl, Eliza, stuck her hand out eagerly, shooting Ali a toothy smile.

"Oh, please. He's such a gentleman" she laughed and Ali was a little taken aback by the girly nature of it. "you can call me Liz. It's such a pleasure to meet you, I've heard so much" Ali took her head and shook it, admiring how strong her shake was. She couldn't keep her eyes off the unbelievable whiteness of her teeth. It was only when Liz's grasp on her hand softened that she realized she hadn't spoken for a while.

"Right, and I'm just Ali. Barely anybody called me Alison any more" She chuckled a little awkwardly as Jason smirked behind her.

"What's he like, eh?" She said, winking at her before strutting out of the room. Ali stood frozen in the door way for a moment, as Jason looked down at the ground, his arms crossed across his chest.

"So" Ali said, motioning to the door that Liz had just walked out of "is that your-?" If she wasn't mistaken, she saw a blush spread across his unshaven face.

"Girlfriend." he finished "sorry, I thought you were all staying at Spencer's last night. I wouldn't have had her over otherwise" He told her.

"No I-I mean, congratulations" she stuttered "we were going to stay at Spencer's but there was er, there was a change of plan" His mouth twitched a little in confusion, but otherwise he didn't pry. "not that I care that you're here but, how long are you planning on staying, Jase?" Alison asked, watching his face slowly crumple into one of discomfort.

"I'll get out of your and Emily's hair as soon as I can" He promised "I just-I haven't had a placed to land for a while, and now I've got Liz I-"

"Wait, hold up" Alison cut him off "now you've got Liz. I hadn't even heard her name until 5 minutes ago" Jason scoffed, rearranging the cushions on the sofa to give his hands something to do.

"Ali, I came back home and suddenly you were pregnant with Emily's child. I think we've both been a little private with our love lives" Ali wanted to protest but, when she thought of it properly, he did have a valid point. He watched smugly as she struggled under the weight of his gaze, walking closer to her and raising his eyebrows.

"Look, technically, this is my house too, okay? But I get it, you and Em are having a baby and that's great. Just give me a couple of months to save up a few bucks and I'll get my own place" Ali smiled warmly.

"I wasn't trying to get of you, Jason" she said honestly "it's actually been nice having you around" He smiled back a little awkwardly, making his way towards the door. She put a hand on his arm as he reached for the door knob. "but if you could be out tonight, that would be great" She asked, clenching her teeth. He sighed.

"Hot date?" He asked. She shook her head.

"Spencer's coming over and we have some stuff to talk about" He rolled his eyes.

"Damn it. Am I missing out on another family dinner?" She grabbed a magazine and whacked him round the head with it, laughing as he winked and left the room.

…

The day passed with little tribulation. She was probably Rosewood High's most favoured teacher, after Emily. But she was a little distracted that day, her mind kept floating towards her anticipation of her meal with Spencer that night. She really didn't know how it was going to go, and crossed her fingers that it wouldn't end in an argument.

"Miss.D?" One of her students broke her out of her trance "the bell" He pointed up at the ceiling. She shook her, smiling like an idiot.

"Oh, God, I'm sorry. Go, good work today guys I'll see you tomorrow" One by one they all left, muttering about a big party that was happening that night. Ali smiled nostalgically and when she was the one that was planning ways of smuggling alcohol and deciding if she should go for smokey eyes or golden glitter. She was lost in her thoughts, distracted only by a light tap on the door.

"Alison?" She was surprised to hear Caleb's voice, he looked a little like a deer in the headlights; she couldn't remember the last time they had been alone together.

"Caleb" She greeted him, motioning him into the classroom. "Is everything okay?" He shuffled into the room, stuffing his hands in his pockets and taking a seat on top of one of the desks.

"Yeah" he said confidently "Is Emily around?" He asked. Alison frowned, becoming more and more confused as to what he was doing here.

"Uh, she's on her way over here. We were just going to head over to the Grill for some food" He nodded his head, and at that moment Aria appeared.

"Hey, guys" She said quietely. Alison did a double take.

"Okay, is someone going to tell me what's going on?"Ali said, exhaling loudly as she crossed her arms across.

"Give us a minute" Caleb said, his eyes hovering on the door. Alison turned to Aria, her eyes pinching up to demand an answer. She just shrugged in response.

"Don't look at me, he called me and told me to come to your classroom so here I am" Aria said, looking at Caleb warily. He smirked. They stood in silence for a couple of minutes, Aria and Alison both exchanging confused looks. Finally, Emily wandered in, Spencer following closely behind.

"Hey" Emily walked over to Ali, embracing her tightly and kissing her before turning to face the others "what's going on?" She took Ali's hand, quickly side-eyeing each other as Spencer barely acknowledged anybody except Aria.

"Okay" Caleb cleared his throat, standing up straighter and centering himself in the room. "I've asked you all here because it's the last place Hanna is going to think to look if she comes searching for you" All 4 of the girls stared at each other nervously, but Alison thought she could tell what was coming next.

"Caleb, you're scaring me" Spencer muttered "is Hanna okay?" He nodded his head confidently.

"Uh, yeah. She's better than okay, she's perfect" That's when it clicked for the rest of the group, although looking at her girlfriend Ali could see that she was still confused. "Okay, here goes nothing" Caleb said "she's never had much family, her dad was total waste of space. She's got Ashley but, that's it really" Spencer smirked, shaking her head softly and looking up at him with amusement.

"I can't believe you're doing this" she said happily.

"Can I finish?" He said, grinning. She nodded, pretending to zip her mouth shut. "thank you. I like to think that the four of you have been the family she's needed all her life. And I was lucky enough for you all to accept me as Hanna's boyfriend" They all smiled, a little embarrassed; none of them enjoyed being too emotional with each other too often. Caleb coughed loudly, his hands rubbing together in anxiety "but now, I'm just hoping you will be able to accept me as Hanna's husband" He shot them a crooked grin, and all of them simultaneously sighed with relief.

"Of course we would" Aria said, hitting him lightly on the arm "this was the best way you could think of asking us?" He chuckled, running a hand through his hair.

"Sorry" he said "I didn't exactly want to group snapchat" he teased. Spencer reached for him, taking him in her arms.

"Congratulations" She said with a grin. He pulled away first, looking down at his watch.

"Shit" he muttered "I've got to meet Ashley" He rushed for the door, yelling thank you and blowing them all a kiss before he rushed out of the room. There was a stilted silence; they hadn't been together since Alison and Spencer's argument last night.

"So" Aria said, pursuing her lips "I am late for dinner with Ezra" She announced, grabbing her back and walking out "I'll see you all soon" and she was gone.

"Shall we go?" Alison asked Emily, taking her hand as she awkwardly smiled at Spencer. Emily nodded, and the three of them walked out together in silence, Alison wanting nothing more than this day to be over. The evening whizzed by in a blur, and before she knew she was stood in a hot kitchen, food sizzling on the stove as Spencer sat in front of her, neither of them talking.

"Wine?" Ali offered, holding up an expensive bottle she had dug out from their cellar. Spencer sat staring at the label, her eyes not wavering from the delicate script as Ali waited for an answer. Slowly, she nodded.

"Please" She said quietly. Ali smiled timidly, and for a moment the only sound was the glug of dark red wine splashing against the fragile glass. Ali sighed heavily as she sat down, Spencer's eyes trailing her movements as she kept her eyes locked on the table. Neither said anything, so the former turned her attention towards the plate of pasta that Ali had made for them both.

"You still don't trust me, do you?" Ali broke the lingering silence, the words that fell out of her mouth crumpling her heart. Spencer frowned, looking up from her plate and tilting her head because the words made her uncomfortable. Shaking her head, she leant back on her chair and took a sip of her drink.

"That's not true" She said sincerely "I trust you. I love you and I care about you. That isn't what this is about" Ali's mouth dropped into a little 'o' shape at Spencer's blunt answer, but she quickly snapped it shut and traded it for straight face.

"So, what is this about, Spence? You practically bit my head off and spat it out yesterday" Both had all but forgotten about their meal that lay in front of them as Spencer leaned forward, placing her head in her hands and her elbows firmly grounded on the table. She gulped, tightly closing her eyes for a moment before replying.

"She's been through hell" She said calmly. The atmosphere immediately thickened as, despite no name being said, the topic that had bought them to have this dinner was bought up. Ali's jaw clenched.

"You don't think I know that?" Ali murmured.

"No, I know you know that." She said, trying to keep this from escalating into an argument "but you sometimes underestimate how much the rest of us care for her too. How much I care for her too"

"Do you really think that little of me?" She looked straight at Spencer, neither of them blinking "That I don't appreciate what the four of you have been through together? Because, frankly, if you do then I don-" But Spencer cut her off before she could finish her sentence.

"I forgave you" She said sharply "I forgave you for skipping town and I forgave you for the complete hell your disappearance put us through. And the hell you put us through when you were still here. I think you forget the amount we have lied and-and given up for you Alison." Alison's chest slowly reddened as Spencer fired more words at her, not letting up for breath. When she finally stopped it took her while to respond.

"How many times do you want to re-hash the same conversation, Spencer? I know what I did and I know who I was and I am sorry. But I am not that person anymore, and you know it. I am not the same person because she makes me better." Her voice wavered a little and she wanted nothing more than to down Spencer's wine that sat teasingly in front of her.

"I get that you love her, okay? I'd be a fool not to see it" Ali scoffed.

"I feel honoured" Spencer sighed, rubbing her fingers systematically on her temple to try and iron out the tension.

"I didn't mean it like that" She said through gritted teeth. "I know it was years ago, Alison. Okay? I understand that I am being irrational and unfair. But when you hauled us back here to speak on behalf of Charlotte, I earned the right to be irrational and unfair. You destroyed her. You used her and you manipulated her" Ali said nothing, waiting for Spencer to finish before she even attempted to fight back. But when Spencer wouldn't let her stare hold up, Ali cleared her throat to talk.

"I know!" Ali yelled, losing her temper now "I know I destroyed her, and while she has forgiven me I don't know if I will ever forgive myself" She spoke softly again, regaining composure because the last thing she wanted was to be fighting with Spencer "I have loved her since we were 14 years old and I have fought through every single insecurity I have ever had to be in this place with her. Please, don't ruin it" Tears pricked at the back of her eyes but she used all her strength to keep them at bay. Spencer sighed, and took Ali's hand from across the table, holding it gently. Ali recoiled a little too begin with, but eventually settled into it.

"I'm not trying to ruin it" She promised "really, I-I'm not. I just, every time I think of the two of you together my mind goes back to that place. All I remember is the day you went missing. She wouldn't eat, she wouldn't get out of bed- it, it took her a month to get back in the pool, Alison" Ali cringed at the words, as if reading a scary book or watching a horror film; only this time it was through the eyes of someone else.

"I don't need to hear this" She muttered, pulling her hand away from Spencer's grasp, causing the latter to sigh in frustration.

"Ali" she said softly "please. I'm not saying this to hurt you. I'm not saying any of this to hurt you" Looking into her eyes, Ali could tell she was genuine. She sighed and let Spencer take her hand again, but that didn't mean she understood.

"So" she said softly "why are you saying this?" Spencer paused for a moment, clearly unsure of herself. In her head, different reasons and excuses for causing to much tension flooded to the forefront of her mind but, none of them were completely authentic. Silence stretched on as she considered her next words, aware that the unease she had caused was slowly becoming stagnant and not wanting to say anything that could send it rippling again.

"I love her" She eventually decided on. Ali froze for a second "not like that" Spencer clarified "no, that's all yours. I'm just incredibly aware of how much it's taken the pair of you to get to this place and how much she has wanted this and I-I just wanted to make sure you were sure that you were making the right decision before you promised her anything"

"Have you ever considered how muchI have been through to get to this place?" She replied quietly, ashamed to be saying it because usually self-pity was not her forte. But, for some reason, sat across from Spencer hearing about how much Emily had to battle through to become the person she is, it made her more inclined to care about her own history. Spencer froze, looking up at Ali through her eyelashes.

"No" she said honestly. "I should have. I'm sorry" Ali smiled lightly, laughing a little. Spencer frowned. "did I say something funny?" She asked, concerned.

"No" Ali assured her "I just- I love you so much" She admitted, her face beaming. Spencer exhaled loudly, returning her grin. "I can't help but recognise you're saying all this because you care so much"

"I love you too" She replied. "and that's the only reason. All I want is for you everyone to be okay"

"I know you have your...concerns but, Em is happy. Isn't that what's important?" She was confident, but not angry or defiant, as she spoke. Spencer hesitated, looking down at her neglected meal, and taking a sip of wine, before answering.

"It is refreshing to see you both so content" Spencer said honestly "god knows we all deserve it at this point" She took another sip, this time gulping it down so the glass was almost empty. Her hand shook a little as she grabbed her fork, twiddling spaghetti around it and sliding it into her mouth. Alison watched with intrigue.

"Is that a blessing?" Alison asked, fearful that this was going to be something neither girl could get over. Spencer didn't hesitate this time.

"I don't think you need my blessing" she counteracted, taking another mouthful of cold spaghetti "but, if that's what you were looking for then, yes. You have my blessing" She swallowed loudly, taking one last glug of wine so that the glass was empty, save for the deep red stain at the bottom.

"I get it" Ali said after a stretch of silence "I get why you're nervous about it" She said solemnly, knowing in her heart that Spencer's fears were, in fact, valid. Spencer waited for her to continue before she said anything, interested to hear a softer side to the argument. "but I trust myself now. So I hope you can too" The other girl sighed, pushing her hair back from her shoulder and taking Ali's hand in her own.

"Always" she said graciously. The pair smiled at each other warmly once more, until Ali stood up and walked across the living room, pulling out a stack of DVD's.

"The Notebook?" She said with a smirk.

"I would expect nothing less" Spencer replied, jumping up from her seat, bottle of wine in hand, and joining Ali on the sofa. The night lingered on, and eventually Spencer wound up a little drunk, asleep on Alison's couch. Ali looked down at her and smiled, flicking off the lights as she wandered upstairs, waiting for Emily to return; she had had a big meet at a school in Philadelphia that night. As she hopped into the shower, a way of passing the time before she could sleep, her mind couldn't stop replaying hers and Spencer's…heated conversation.

I-I just wanted to make sure you were sure that you were making the right decision before you promised her anything. The words echoed over and over again in her head, and the more she heard them the more she decided that she was, with every part of her, ready for whatever was to come. She was sure of her choice because she was sure of herself now. She was sure of Emily. And for some reason, she found herself crying. Not because she was sad, no. But because it was overwhelming. Her unconditional love for the girl who's child she was carrying was like nothing she had ever experienced. And the love she received back was even more unique to her. She had never truly understood the concept of love, and the fact that one of her best friends could sit there and question her on it for the very same reasons she was terrified of embracing it, and yet she could still stand there and profess it either way, was the very reason she knew her and Emily were in it for life.

"Ali?" Emily's voice echoed in across the bathroom, and Ali almost toppled over in shock. "Hey, beautiful" Emily muttered, looking Ali up and down in the shower who still had soap clinging to her.

"You scared me half to death" Ali breathed out, rinsing off the last of her shampoo and jumping out, wrapping a towel around herself. Emily pouted, and Ali had just noticed her top was strewn across the floor, and her pants undone. She frowned.

"Get back in" Emily demanded "I was about to join you" She muttered with a smirk, tying her hair back into a high pony; a look that Alison couldn't easily resist.

"Is this victory sex or 'we lost and I need you to make me feel better?' sex?" Ali asked with a grin as Emily tore her towel off her, running the shower again so that the bathroom steamed up and she could feel moisture appearing over her body.

"This is victory sex" She said, taking Ali's hand and pushing her under the water, leaving a trail of kisses over her body "now tell me how proud you are of me" she said seductively. Ali practically melted as she took in Emily's flawless form.

"So proud of you baby" she mumbled incoherently as Emily pegged her up against the wall "so, so proud"

ps i also write for emison on my tumblr, teamwhothefuckisa, and i take requests to please feel free to send some in!