Together Final Chapter
*Continuation of 7x20 takes place after the proposal scene.
“Wow if I knew the sex was gonna be THAT good, I Would have proposed months ago.” Alison laughs heartily as she pulls her lips away from her fiancé.
Emily doesn’t let Alison get too far away before she pulls her back in for another kiss, “Just wait till the honeymoon sex.”
Alison quietly hums, “Does this mean I’m finally gonna get to see you on the Eiffel tower?” She brushes a strand of hair behind Emily’s ear, gently caressing the brunettes face.
“How long are we going away for?” Emily’s smile mimics the playful energy of two old friends reminiscing on a fond memory.
Alison bites her lip, “You know what I want to say, but I don’t know how long we can stay away from the twins.”
“Between my mom and the girls, I’m sure they will be in good hands.” Emily assures, knowing full well that Spencer, Hannah, and Aria will be gifting over who gets to keep the girls when Pam has to work.
Alison laughs again, the sound like music to Emily’s ears, “No I know, I meant US being away from THEM. Sometimes just going to work for the day is too much.”
Emily agrees. The girls were only a few months old, and while Alison stayed home during the early days, Emily’s more flexible teaching schedule allows her to stay home with the girls for a majority of the day before she must go in for practice. Even just the 4 hours or so she’s away from the girls is too long, not to compete with the 8 hours Alison is gone. “I’m sure by the time we actually have to leave, we will be fine.”
“You’re right, by then they’ll probably be super fussy, and we’ll be begging for a break.” Alison imagines dropping the girls off at grandma Pam’s and running off into the sunset for some much-needed alone time with her girl. Her wife.
A short moment later, soft sounds of a baby crying filled the room. “Speaking of fussy.” Emily rolls over to grab the video baby monitor sitting on her bedside table, noticing Lilly has woken up, crying in her crib. It’s not long before her sister wakes and joins in on the noise making. Emily leans over to give Alison a quick kiss, gently pushing the blonde back down on the bed, “I’ll get them.”
Alison admires her fiancé’s naked body as the brunette gets up from their bed searching for her robe. After Emily exits the room, Alison takes the opportunity to venture to their on suite to clean up. She reluctantly put her pajamas back on because she knows if she doesn’t they’ll be up all night, and they do have to be up early for Aria’s wedding. They’ll just have to resume their activities tomorrow night.
Emily finally reenters their room about 15 minutes later, successful in getting the girls back to sleep. She was proud at how quick she got them down tonight, a large smirk on her face, one that faded when she saw Alison was snuggled up in bed wearing that silly pug sweatshirt. “So we’re done with our fun?”
“You know we have to be up in a few hours.” Alison notices the slight frown on Emily’s face, and adds, “I promise, I’ll make the wait worth your while.” She throws in a flirtatious wink for good measure. Emily perks up at this notion.
Once Emily put her own pajamas back on and joined her fiancé in bed, the two quickly became entangled in each other, Emily holding Alison in her arms, the blonde’s head on Emily’s chest and arm tucked under her chin.
"Sorry I ruined your plan.” Emily mutters, gently raking her fingers through Alison’s hair.
“It’s ok, nothing was set in stone yet so it’s not like I have to cancel any reservations.” Alison reassures.
“I can’t believe you got my mom involved.” She laughs, feeling silly for thinking her and Alison were secretly conspiring against her for some reason. She makes a note to thank her mom at the reception tomorrow.
Alison joins in on the laughter, “Isn’t it customary to ask for the bride’s hand in marriage?” She props herself up on her elbow to look Emily in the face.
A huge grin breaks out across Emily’s face, “I bet she was very happy you considered her.”
“She was, she cried, like a lot.” Alison resumed her previous position, head on Emily’s chest and snaked her arm over her waist. “But I think it had more to do with Wayne not being here for this.”
It was quiet for a moment, Alison internally chastised herself for bringing up Emily’s late father, before Emily spoke up, “Oh yea, I guess I didn’t think about that. I mean I did when he first passed, but it hadn’t really hit me yet.” Alison could feel Emily’s arms tense around her.
Once again Alison propped herself up to make eye contact, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you sad.” There were unshed tears beginning to pool in Emily’s eyes.
“No, no, you’re fine. I just miss him you know.” Alison bent down to lightly kiss Emily. She caressed her cheek, ready to catch any tears that threatened to fall.
“Of course. Even I miss my mom who was horrible, I can’t imagine how much more you must be feeling.” Alison paused for a moment, unsure of if she should mention it, but decided to anyway, “If it makes you feel any better, I asked him too.”
Emily’s brow furrowed, “What?”
Another pause, before Alison cleared her throat to clarify, “Your dad, I visited the cemetery the other day. Asked him for his blessing. At first, I felt silly talking to a rock, but I don’t know.”
She brushed it off rather nonchalantly, but Emily was very interested. “I didn’t think you believed in that kind of stuff.”
“I don’t, not really, but I just kinda felt I had to, especially after seeing your mom.” Alison hung her head, clearly a bit uncomfortable. She was never really a religious person, she went to church when she was younger sure, but growing up in a small town like Rosewood you kind of had to; especially if you wanted to keep appearances like Alison’s mother did. After everything she had been through, Alison found it hard to believe in the divine. She found certain aspects comforting, but she was still far from a believer. Emily on the other hand, had been forced into religion since birth. Growing up in a religious family left little room for debate. Granted her devotion has been challenged plenty over the years, particularly in the early days before she came out, secretly struggling with being gay and being devout. Her relationship with religion has been ever changing, but she still believed in something, even if she wasn’t sure what that something was anymore.
“So did he approve?” Emily asked, curious to what her fiancé would say.
“I hope so.” Alison bit her cheek, unsure of her next words, “I didn’t get a ‘sign’ or anything, but I like to think he does.” She searches Emily’s eyes for some kind of assurance.
“You’re probably right. He always liked you.”
Alison smiles brightly, “Now that I find hard to believe.” She was always such a brat back then, she couldn’t imagine Mr. Fields approved of her antics in the slightest, but she appreciated the sentiment.
Emily chuckles softly, “No I swear, he once told me you were like a second daughter to him.”
“Ok now you’re just bullshitting me.” Alison lightly hits her fiancé with a pillow, sparking a short impromptu “pillow fight.”
After a moment of struggle, Emily was able to straddle Alison, pinning her arms above her head, “I swear on my life. He loved you.” Emily sat back, still straddling Alison’s waist, but brought her hands to rest in her lap. “I think he may have known about my feelings for you before he knew I was gay. Like knew there was something special there, but wasn’t exactly sure what that meant.” Alison took Emily’s hands in her own trying to gently prod Emily to look at her. When they finally lock eyes, Alison nodded slightly in understanding before pulling Emily down for a kiss. They get lost in each other for a few minutes, Emily moving to lay on top of Alison for a moment before rolling them over. Alison stops them before they progress any further, still standing by the fact they have to get up at 6am.
“I wonder what my mom would think.” Alison reflects.
Emily shifts her position so she can comfortably look at her fiancé, “I think I can answer that actually.”
This time Alison’s brow furrows, “What?”
“I came to visit her once, after you were announced dead, she knew how I felt about you.” Emily recalled the memory of the day she first talked to Mrs. Dilaurentis after Alison’s funeral.
Alison was very curious to hear about this event, her eyes wide in anticipation. “What did she say?”
“That she wished you could’ve returned those feelings. And that she couldn’t have asked for a better person to love her daughter.” Emily bowed her head at this unable to look Alison in the eyes almost as if in fear of rejection.
“She’s not wrong.” Alison chimed in causing Emily to look at her again, relieved. “I can’t believe you’ve never told me this.” The genuine tone to Alison’s voice made Emily emotional.
“For the longest time, I didn’t think it was something you’d want to know.” The tears began to pool again, she really fought them this time. She felt silly for getting so insecure about her feelings, especially now that they are engaged. What more conformation could she possibly need? But that didn’t stop her from going back to that place of self-doubt she lived in as a kid from time to time. In a lot of ways this whole thing still felt like a dream for Emily. She has to constantly remind herself that this is reality, she is dating Alison Dilaurentis, they have two beautiful baby girls, they live together as a happy family, and Alison is soon to be her wife. So much has changed since they were 14, Emily never would have believed they’d end up here.
Alison breaks Emily’s train of thought placing a tender hand on her arm, “I’m glad you told me.”
The two snuggle close to one another again, thinking it’s finally time to try that sleep thing Alison is so adamant they get. They succeed in being quiet for a few minutes before Emily has to break the silence once again, “We’re engaged.”
Alison laughs, “Yes we are.”
“We’re getting married.”
“Yep.” Alison pops the P in the affirmative.
Emily cranes her neck to look Alison in the eyes, “You sure this isn’t a dream?”
Again, Alison lightly laughs, amused by her fiancé’s disbelief. “Em, I love you so much, I want to be your wife so badly. This is happening,” she playfully nudges her girl, “whether you like it or not.”
Emily laughs as well, “I love you.” She leans in meeting Alison’s lips halfway. Once again, they began to get lost in the moment, but this time Emily pulled away, causing a small frown to appear on Alison’s face.
“When are we going to tell the girls?” Emily eagerly asks, her excitement clearly visible. Alison on the other hand shies away, guilt ridden. Emily notices this and deflates, “They already know, don’t they?”
“Not all of them! Spencer doesn’t know yet.” Alison perks up, trying to get Emily excited again.
“Seriously babe?” Her tone is playful, but there is a small hint of disappointment behind the words.
“I’m sorry,” Alison didn’t realize Emily would be so upset at not being able to surprise her friends with an announcement, “I let it slip to Aria when I was helping her finalize wedding stuff, and Hanna drug it out of me at dinner the other night. She has gotten scary good at knowing when I’m not telling the truth.”
Emily grins, “Since does Alison Dilaurentis suck at lying?”
“Since I promised you I would stop.” Relieved at Emily’s happier demeanor, Alison pokes Emily’s chest in playful accusation. “They only knew I was going to propose, they don’t know you said yes.” Emily shoots Alison a glare that practically screams seriously, ‘like they think I’d say anything else’ They’ve known how in love Emily has been with Alison since they were 14, of course she was going to say yes.
Alison heartily laughs, “I mean they don’t know it happened yet, they still think I’m in the planning phase.”
Emily perks up at this, “Ok, so when should we tell them it’s official?”
“I guess tomorrow, cause that ring will give it away eventually.” Alison reaches across Emily to grab her hand, she admires the ring. “Your grandfather had good taste.”
Emily begins playing with the ring, nervously spinning it around her finger, unable to keep her hands still. “For a minute there, I never thought I’d get it. It’s weird seeing it on my finger.” She alludes to the time after she just came out, before gay marriage was legal. Marriage seemed like an impossible fantasy back then. It amazed her how things have changed. Granted, there was still a long way to go, but its heading in the right direction.
“Your mom wanted you to have it, when I mentioned I was going to go shopping she instantly shut me down.” There was also a time where Emily thought she’d never get the ring because she was afraid her mother would disown her for being gay. Alison being privy to Emily’s feelings on this added, “She’s come a long way.” Alison took Emily’s hand in her own, entwining their fingers. “So have you.”
“We both have.” Emily left it at that. She chose to push past this conversation, one they’ve already had multiple times before, which always ends with both of them a crying mess. “God I love you.”
The biggest love drunk smile graces Alison’s features, an accompanying blush across her face, “I love you.”
“Thank you, for having my child-childern.” Emily corrects.
“Thank you for giving me a family.” Alison responds. All her life all she’s wanted was a family, a support system that truly loved her. She couldn’t have asked for a better person to have that family with. Her mom was right, Emily was the best person for her.
A comfortable silence passes between them. Once again, they tangle themselves together, ready for sleep. After a moment Emily quietly states, “We’re gonna be alright.”
“Together.” Alison affirms.
A/N: Sorry it took so long for me to update this, I have been working a full time and a part time job and have had zero free time. This is the last chapter for this series, as it was meant to follow the tv show and since that’s done so is this. I do plan to write more stuff for Emison in the future so if you liked this story, follow me here and on ff.net/AO3 (jimalim320) for new stuff. No idea when anything new will be out due to my super busy schedule though. Thank you so much for taking the time to read this story. Please leave a comment to let me know what your favorite part was. Hope you all enjoyed these mini extended scenes, I enjoyed writing them for you. Thanks again for all the support!