"What's a Girl to do?" Future One Shots - Emison

The Day Before Thanksgiving 2025

The Day Before Thanksgiving 2025

"Ali! Babe... I'm home." I scream as I come into the house from the garage door entering through the kitchen, trying my best not to drop the groceries that are in my hands. I really should have made two trips. "Baby!" I scream again getting no answer and putting the groceries down on the counter successfully. "Al... where are you?" I scream one more time for good measure. She normally has greeted me by now. I than walk over to the refrigerator to put the milk and a few refrigeration items away, leaving the rest on the counter to go look for her.

"Ali?" I walk through our new living room than round the corner and open the door to the bathroom to see Ali furiously scrubbing the tub. "Babe... what are you doing?" I ask upset. "Why didn't you answer me when I was calling you?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" She answers sarcastically. "Because if you saw me cleaning you'd be mad so I was trying to hurry up before I got caught." Ali says looking up at me slightly guilty and annoyed kneeling in front of the tub in our down stairs restroom. Her golden blonde hair is in a ponytail and stray strands are falling down her face which has gotten a little bit chubby. God... she's beautiful.

"Alison, I told you that I'd take care of that tomorrow. You really shouldn't be doing any heavy cleaning or inhaling any chemical fums! You need to be careful. This is why we didn't fly to Rosewood for Thanksgiving and everyone is coming here instead." I say upset with her. She knows better we've talked about this.

"Em, everyone is going to be here tomorrow and I have plenty for you to do other than scrub the tub." Ali says as she gets up from her knees and tries her best to stand, smiling at me.

I immediately go to her side extending my hand and pulling her up. "Here let me finish. You can put the groceries away that I left on the counter. I got everything on your list." I say as I take the rubber cleaning gloves off her hands and throw them in the sink.

"I'm almost done Em. Let me finish." Ali says a pouting.

"No... You're not allowed. Now tell your wife "Hi" and go put the rest of groceries away." I say with a smile as I gently spank her bottom playfully and place my other hand on her stomach.

"Okay... ok." Ali smile widens at me then leans in slightly tilting her head up to kiss me. "Hello my beautiful wife. I'm happy your home." She wraps her arms around my neck.

"Yes... for a whole 7 days." I say with a big smile as I kiss her back softly. "I can't wait. I haven't been on vacation in forever." I then get down on my knees in front of Ali's belly and kiss it. "How are you doing my sweet baby boy?"

"He's doing okay right now. This morning however after you left. He kept giving mommy an upset stomach." Ali pouts talking to her baby bump as well, running her fingers through my hair as she slightly massages my scalp.

"Aww... I'm sorry sweetie." I say to Ali looking up at her from the floor. Then look at her tummy and rubbing it gently. "Baby boy we need to treat mommy good. You've got to let up a little in the mornings." I say as I kiss her stomach again and stand up and peck Ali's lips again. "I'm sorry my love that you weren't feeling well this morning." I say empathetically.

"It's okay Em. I'm hoping the worse is behind us. They said that by my second trimester I shouldn't get morning sickness anymore. I've been feeling pretty good. This morning was the first day in weeks that I felt kinda sick. I just made myself some mint tea and took a nap. At least he didn't upset my stomach enough to have me vomiting."

I get up from my knees and wrap my arms around Ali the best I can. Running my hands up and down her sides. "I'm glad it wasn't too bad. Now go sweetie, put the groceries away and if you're a really... really... good wife you'll make me dinner?"