Hi Everyone. It has been so long since I've written anything but I really want to get back into it. Please let me know if you like or dislike this. I may continue or write a longer story. This is only edited by me so I am sorry for any mistakes. Emison is a new obsession of mine and I hope I did them justice.

Alison isn't sure why this hurts so much. All she knows is that she can hardly look at Paige, well she really can hardly look at Emily with Paige. She can barely stand her presence but the visual of Paige with her hands on Emily is unbearable. It causes an unpleasant turning of her stomach. She can feel the blood thrumming through her veins. It almost feels like her flight or fight instincts are setting in. That somewhere beyond her minds recognition something is telling her that she needs to fight for something. That maybe there is something here at stake. But when she sees Paige run her hand over Emily's back she doesn't fight. Instead she runs.

Later that evening when the dust has started to settle, when they at least know that Hanna is okay. Alison thinks that maybe she might have a moment of reprieve. Emily is staying the night and Alison is trying not to think about why that makes her feel so unsettled. There is also the weight of a possibility on her she really can't believe the universe could be that cruel. Certainly it wouldn't happen now. Not when her life is once again in limbo. Not when her heart feels like it's been tethered and beat. The universe however has never been too kind to Alison. This is confirmed once again by two little lines.

She can't remember a time when she had ever felt so alone. The gravity of the decisions she faced immediately descended upon her. What should she do? How could she be a good mother? When she had no example. She had done everything alone. But how was she supposed to do this. She hadn't even meant to confess this to Emily but she felt it tumble out her mouth anyway.

Sitting so close to her at the end of her bed. It's so easy to continue to talk. It almost feels that she is outside of her body watching as her fears come flowing steadily out. The emotion coming to a fever pitch. She can feel her eyes start to swell with tears, almost gasping when she sees such genuine concern reflected in Emily's. Why it's always been so easy to let Emily see her weakness ,when she's never allowed her self to be anything other than strong, she has never been sure.

Looking into those eyes that are so dark, but for Ali have always been so light, she can almost feel her heart start to be sewn together. Emily tells her she isn't alone. For some reason in that moment everything makes sense. She has never been alone. Not even in those years spent on the run. Because even then she had the memory, and the possibility of Emily Fields. Once again her veins start to thrum with energy. This time the feeling that comes over her feels like a pleasant wave almost at its crescendo. She wants so badly to kiss her ,to claim her but she doesn't.

Emily spends the next hour or so just holding her hand. Offering that silent support that has always come so naturally to her. She also offers Ali a distraction, picking out a movie and popping popcorn. They sit so close together on the couch that Alison can feel the heat of her thigh up against hers. Emily drapes her arm over the back of her but doesn't dare to touch her. It isn't too long after the movie begins that the weight of everything brings the tears back into her eyes. The emotion and the proximity of the other girl makes Alison ache.

She has felt this ache before- In the library, on the run, that night in her bedroom. It feels almost like she misses the girl even though she is right next to her. Being her friend doesn't seem like enough. It doesn't feel right that she can't be closer to her. That in their relationships current state it isn't okay for Alison to kiss her. That she can't press her body into the couch. It is time to fight or it's time to flee. But this time as Emily wipes the tears so gently from her eyes she doesn't run. Instead she fights. She leans in and kisses her. And when Emily-sweet, sweet Emily –attempts to run.. .Ali doesn't let her. Instead she leans in again and this time feels her respond. It isn't unexpected and it isn't surprising that she can literally feel her heart beat out of her chest. The tingles shooting from her lips downwards. This time the feeling in her stomach is nothing but pleasant, does nothing but cause an urgency to well up inside of her. As she pushes her hands into silky brown, and her body closer to Emily. She feels as if the fight is over. She is home, she is not alone.