This story can stand alone for those who didn't read the first installment, but this is the sequel to What I've Done that I promised months ago. I took some time off to focus on school and got a little distracted along the way but I finally finished this story. It consists of twelve chapters unless I change my mind and add in a few more, which I have been known to do. Before I started posting this I wanted to be completely through with every aspect, including editing. That way I would have no excuses for slacking on my updates. I am happy to say that it is finally ready and I hope you enjoy this story. Feel free to let me know what you think and thanks for reading.

Emily and Alison were in love. It was hard to say which one was crazier about the other because, to be honest, both women were completely whipped. Emily had always loved the blonde and it took some time for Alison to come to terms with the fact that she had strong feelings for another woman but in the end, she couldn't deny it. She had to be with Emily and it had been the best decision she had ever made.

The two didn't make things official until they were seniors in high school. Everyone already knew Emily was a lesbian, so it was easier for her to announce that they were dating. However, took a lot of courage on Alison's part. She never told Emily how truly afraid she had been, but she knew she needed to do it if things were going to work between them. It had been worth it because being with Emily was what made Alison the happiest woman alive, according to her anyway.

They had spent six years together. six long and happy years by each other's sides and Alison was fully prepared to spend the rest of her life with the brunette. Emily was just as eager to stay with Alison. There wasn't another soul on the face of this planet that could compete with her girlfriend. The two truly complemented each other in every aspect of their lives. There were only two things that they couldn't agree on, and it wasn't something simple or easy to overlook.

"I'm sorry, Alison. I just don't see what the big deal is with getting married or having children." Emily said almost with a laugh.

"It is a big deal to me, Emily. I want to show you off to the whole world and I want to have a family with you." Alison reasoned, growing a bit frustrated with her girlfriend.

"You can show me off. I am still yours." Emily argued, not finding any sense in Alison's words.

"That's not the only reason I want to marry you. It is a big deal to be committed to someone forever."

"You're right. It is a big deal. That's why I am willing to stay with you for the rest of my life." Emily was growing frustrated that Alison couldn't see things from her point of view.

"If you are willing to stay with me forever then why not prove it by getting married? And you may be willing to be by my side forever, but you don't want to have children with me." Alison was beyond frustrated with her lover.

"I don't have to prove myself to you when I have done nothing to break your trust. I am with you because I want to be and that is that. So what if I don't want kids? You can still have one." Emily said, voice starting to rise.

"My whole life I have dreamed of having a beautiful wedding, running off into the sunset and having kids. I want that with you, Emily. I want to be your wife and the mother of your children. I don't want to go to some clinic and get inseminated only to raise a child by myself." Alison's voice began to tremble as she got emotional.

"Marriage is just a piece of paper, Alison. It will not make our relationship any more magical or important. It will be the exact same. And you won't have the child alone. The girls and I can help you."

"I guess I am just a little more traditional than you are. Or maybe you just don't take us seriously enough." Alison said, voice growing weak.

"Ali, of course, I take you seriously. I have been with you for six years and I will gladly spend the next eighty with you, assuming we live that long."

"Well, maybe I don't believe that," Alison said as her voice grew even softer.

"You don't believe that I love you?" Emily said with a scoff because to her it was ridiculous.

"If you did then the thought of marrying me wouldn't have you so angry. If you were honestly in love with me and happy to spend the rest of our lives together then you would be happy to marry me. You wouldn't want me to raise a child by myself. You would want to share that with me." Alison said as she fought back tears.

"I'm not angry that you want to marry me. I'm getting frustrated with the entire situation." Emily said as she felt herself getting choked up as well.

"I think I'm going to go," Alison said as she stood from her place on their sofa to gather her purse and jacket. "You obviously will never take us seriously. We want different things and since we can't reach a compromise then we should just call it quits."

"You're leaving me? Because I won't marry you or have children with you?" Emily asked in disbelief.

"If that's how you want to look at it then fine. Whatever you need to tell yourself." Alison said as the tears began to fall.

"Ali, please don't go," Emily begged as her own tears began to spill.

"There's no point in staying. You don't take this relationship seriously, so why should I waste any more of my time." Alison said as she slid her shoes on.

"Please don't go. I love you so much. I need you, Ali." Emily croaked out as she fought back a sob.

She honestly felt as though her world was falling apart but she couldn't bring herself to agree with Alison when it came to marriage or babies. She honestly didn't see the point.

"Em, I love you. I love you so much, but I can't be with you if you can't do something this simple. Marriage isn't just a piece of paper to me and you won't even try to understand that. One day you may change your mind. One day you may meet the love of your life and maybe then you will want to get married. Maybe then you will feel for her the way I feel for you now. But clearly, we aren't meant to be. I thought you were my forever but apparently, I just haven't met the right person yet." When Alison finished speaking Emily literally felt her heart turn to dust.

She had never felt so broken as the day that Alison walked out of their house, out of her life. Emily was hurt, sad, and angry. To Alison, Emily didn't love her enough to get married and build a family. To Emily, Alison didn't love her enough because she was able to leave her over something trivial. The fact that they couldn't see eye to eye is what tore their relationship apart. Both women felt like they had said enough the night of their breakup, which is why they didn't speak when Alison moved her stuff out. She ended up moving back in with her parents, leaving Emily in their apartment. The same apartment they moved into after they graduated college. Emily continued to live in the apartment for a month after the breakup, but the memories were too much for her to handle. The place seemed to be haunted by the blonde and Emily wasn't able to get any sleep.

Every time she woke up she felt reality crashing down on her when she rolled over to see that Alison's side of the bed still hadn't been slept on.

There was a point where she thought about caving in and marrying the blonde, but she knew it was probably too late. She knew she couldn't do that to Alison because to Emily, she wouldn't take a wedding seriously. However, Alison was serious about leaving her. Emily also didn't want to just cave in and marry her because she honestly didn't believe in marriage. People could fall in love and stay together forever without having some government-approved document and Emily felt that she was going against her beliefs to please someone else. Both women were placed in a difficult position and Emily knew that she would never be at peace living in that same apartment. Not even in the same town.

Every time Emily left her home she kept her eyes open, constantly searching for a glimpse of blonde hair and she knew it wasn't healthy. A part of her was desperate to see Alison while the other half dreaded it. There was no way she was going to be able to spend the rest of her life like that, so she had a very difficult decision to make.

Emily spent several hours on the internet looking up various job listings. She had acquired her degree, which did broaden her range of job possibilities. She applied for jobs all over the country. One in California, two in Texas, and several in random states across the Midwest. Emily was going to need a fresh start if she was going to have to build a life without Alison.

It took several days before Emily heard back from prospective employers but there was one in particular that took an interest in her and wanted her to start immediately, which is how Emily ended up moving to Texas. It took her a few short days to load up a U-Haul with the help of her parents and friends. She took the first available flight while her father agreed to drive her belongings from Pennsylvania to Texas. Emily had hoped to see Alison before she made the big move. She had wanted to call her or even stop by her house, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. A part of her wished that her friends would tell Alison and that she would come running and ask her to stay but that never happened and soon Emily found herself a mile in the air as the plane carried her across the country.

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It had been three years. Three long and empty years since Emily packed her belongings and never looked back. She built a life for herself in San Antonio and made a few great friends in the process. The job she originally took when she moved to Texas ended up playing out after a year, but she found herself managing at a gym where she taught swim classes to all age groups. She even did one on one training for those looking to compete on a team.

Emily loved her job and the pay was better than she expected, which is why she ended up staying in San Antonio after the first company she worked for went bankrupt. She contemplated going back to Rosewood at that point, but Emily knew she left for a reason, so she quickly crossed that idea off her list. She only made a trip back to Rosewood once in those three years and it was almost too much for her to bear.

During her trip, Emily drove past Alison's childhood home on her way to her parents and felt an emptiness in her heart. She thought back to all the memories they had built in that house. All the times she and Alison had been intimate in that pink bedroom on the second floor. Emily had to quickly wipe away the lone tear that trailed down her cheek.

She wondered if Alison was still living there or if she had her own place. She wondered if the blonde was seeing someone else because Emily knew she herself hadn't been able to. A year later and she hadn't even kissed another person. Not that people hadn't tried but Emily simply wasn't willing to move on. Not yet at least. The entire visit had been too much for her. Too much stress. Too much pain.

She thought of Alison the entire time, walking around like a zombie which her mother was quick to notice. When her parents dropped her off at the airport her mom pulled her aside and whispered while hugging her. "Next time we will come to you. I know this was supposed to be a happy visit, but I can tell it's too much for you. You haven't been my normal Emmy this entire trip and I don't want to see you go through this again."

Emily was thankful for her mother. She did want to see them but coming home had reversed the progress she had been making and it took weeks before she was back to her normal self again, which was only half of the person she used to be. For two years after that Emily's parents always came to her. She honestly never planned to return to Rosewood ever again, until she received something in the mail. Something that made her heart stop and crumble all over again.

She immediately recognized the loopy handwriting on the card to be Alison's. She tore open the envelope and removed a wedding invitation. There was a picture of Alison in a gorgeous dress standing next to a dark-haired man. The inside of the card informed Emily that there would be a wedding between Alison DiLaurentis and Elliott Rollins in two months.

Emily sat down on her sofa and blankly stared at the invitation, completely lost. She knew Alison would move on. Who wouldn't want to be with the gorgeous blonde? It was just a blow to her chest to have to have to see it. She wasn't sure why Alison would even invite her. Sure, they had been best friends before they were in a relationship, but they hadn't spoken in three years since the breakup.

Obviously, Alison had gotten over her, and she probably assumed that Emily had as well. She wasn't even sure if she would attend the wedding or not. She didn't want to be rude, but she also wasn't sure if her heart could take it. Emily looked at the beautiful, smiling blonde on the front of the invitation and felt herself begin to sob.

It had been three long years and her heart had yet to heal. It had yet to stop yearning for her first love. She was terrified that she would always want Alison, but it apparently wasn't meant to be. Her ex was meant to become Mrs. Alison Rollins and Emily was meant to stand back and watch it happen. At least he could give her the life she wanted, unlike Emily. He could give her a wedding and even children, which is something Emily had been too stubborn to do herself.

Emily had a lot of regrets about the past, but it was too late to focus on them. It was too late to change anything. Emily tossed the invitation across the room and picked up her phone, dialing the number for her old friend, Hanna. After three rings the blonde answered cheerfully "Hello!"

"Hey, Han." Emily croaked.

"Em, what's wrong?" Hanna asked, her voice losing its joyous tone.

"I just got a wedding invitation." Emily choked out as her tears began to fall freely.

"I just got mine too," Hanna whispered. "I'm so sorry, Em. You don't have to go."

"Of course I do," Emily said before taking a deep breath. "She invited me. I can't just not go."

"No one would blame you if you didn't." Hanna reasoned with her heartbroken friend.

"I just think I need to. Maybe it would give me some closure to see her being happy."

"Or it could break you apart. Emily, please don't torture yourself." Hanna pleaded.

"I know you will be going with Caleb, but can you please stay by my side the entire time. I need someone to keep me steady." Emily requested with a barely audible voice.

"Of course I will, Em. I am always there for you. You're still my best friend." Hanna said with a sad smile that Emily couldn't see.

"Thanks, Hanna. I have a lot to think about so I'm going to go. I just needed to talk to someone for a minute." Emily said as she reached for a box of tissues on her coffee table.

"Call me anytime, alright?"

"You too. Love you." Emily said before clearing her throat.

"Love you, Em."

After disconnecting the call, Emily walked across the room to retrieve her laptop and the invitation that had landed on the floor. She checked the date and booked a flight a week in advance of the wedding date. There was no way she could miss Alison's big day. The blonde would always be important to her and she clearly wanted her to come or else she wouldn't have invited her. It couldn't have been an easy decision for the blonde to make so Emily wasn't going to brush it off like it was nothing. She was going to that wedding even if it killed her.

Emily had cried until her throat was raw and her voice was hoarse, but she needed to tell her mother that she was coming home. Instead of calling she opted to text the older Fields woman instead.

"Hi, mom. I am coming home in two months. Will be staying for a few weeks. Alison invited me to her wedding."

Emily hadn't even put her phone down before it was vibrating with a response from her mother.

"I just got my invitation earlier today. Are you sure about this?"

"No, but I am coming anyway." Emily quickly typed out.

"I wasn't sure if I should go or not," Pam replied.

"I need all the support I can get. I'll have the girls, but it would be nice to have you by my side as well." Emily would always need her mother.

"I'll be your plus one. We can leave if it's too much for you."

"Thanks, mom."

Emily placed her phone down and stared at the ceiling. She really needed to send Alison an RSVP for the wedding, but it would have to wait until another night. She let her thoughts consume her for a moment before she walked into her kitchen in search of a bottle of wine. Once she removed the cork, Emily drank directly from the bottle, completely ignoring the glasses in her cabinets. She dragged herself onto her back patio and stretched out on the swing. She steadily consumed the contents of the bottle while staring up at the stars, enjoying the way she was swaying back and forth.

The swimmer remembered many nights she and Alison would sit on their porch. They would spend hours looking at the stars, barely speaking. They were just happy to be tangled in each other's arms. Now, the only thing Emily was cuddling was a nearly empty bottle of wine. She relaxed and drank until the very last drop passed her lips. She clumsily placed the bottle down, knocking it over in the process and watching as it rolled away. Her limbs were too heavy to chase the object. Emily simply locked her eyes on it and stared, expecting it to do something, anything but it remained motionless.

"What am I going to do?" Emily called out to no one in particular. "I can't handle this."