(Alison POV)
(1 week later)
Emily is now 7 months pregnant and today is our prenatal checkup and DNA tests.
I go to work for the last week because school ends in a week.
"Ali?" Em says as I wake up for work.
"Yes Babe?" I say.
"Why are you up so early? It's 5:45 am." She says.
"It's my first day of the last week of school." I say.
"Oh my gosh! I can't believe I forgot. Good luck. I love you. Have fun." She says.
"Pregnancy brain. I love you too. Call me if anything is wrong. I'll be home straight after work to go with and get the DNA tests. Okay?" I say.
"Okay. I'm going back to bed." She says.
"Okay. Don't forget your vitamins." I say.
"I won't. Bye. I love you."
"Bye. I love you more." I say.
With that, I walk to my car and drive to work.
I get to school, and walk past the cliques.
Artists, actors, musicians, athletes, popular bitches, and pervy annoying boys.
As I walk through the commons I hear things like "I heard she's a lesbian." Or "no, she's bi. Maybe she likes me." I heard a pervy boy say.
I just walked with my head high. And thought about my wife and babies. I love them so much.
I get to my classroom and see that there's already a ton of students by my door.
"Good morning everyone." I say with a smile.
"Good morning Mrs.DiLaurentis." A few of the girls by my door say.
"You're welcome to hang in here while you wait for school to start." I say.
"Thank you Mrs.DiLaurentis." The say.
"No problem." I say with a smile.
"Mrs.DiLaurentis, I hope you don't mind my asking but do you have a wife?"
"It's okay, yes I do. She's wonderful." I say smiling at the thought of everything that is Emily.
"Why haven't we met her? She's supposed to be our new science teacher but she isn't going to be here for the rest of the year. How can that be?" She asks.
"Uhm, Mrs. Fields is pregnant so she is on maternity leave." I say.
"Oh, okay, thank you for answering." She says.
"No problem." I say.
"Are you new here?" Another girl asks.
"Yeah, I mean Mrs.Fields And her family were all born and raised here but I wasn't." I say.
"Where are you from?" A girl named Hadley asks.
"I am from Rosewood, Pennsylvania." I say.
"I knew it!!" Hadley says to her friends.
"What?" I ask, confused.
"You're Alison. I knew that I recognized you from somewhere." She says.
"Oh, yes. I am Alison. But you will call me Mrs.DiLaurentis. Do you understand?" I say.
"Oh of course Mrs.Dilaurentis. I'm sorry." Hadley says.
"It's okay." I say and then the rest of my day carries on. It's last period now.
"I know I've heard the name DiLaurentis before..." I've heard that whisper like a thousand times today.
"Okay everyone. To clear things up, I am Alison DiLaurentis. I went missing at 15 years old and I was believed to be dead. They found my "body" and everything." I say with finger quotes. "They got the wrong girl though. Her murder was never really solved. Now, I have a beautiful wife and children. I believe that everything that my wife, friends, and I went through made us 100x stronger and closer. Just to clarify, you probably have seen my name on the news more than once. It was a national investigation for awhile." I say.
Then everyone shuts up and we continue on with the lesion.
After school, I pack up my things and drive home to see Emily cuddled up on the couch, taking a nap. She looks so cute and peaceful.
"Hey Babe, time to wake up. Our appointment is in an hour and you have to be ready." I say and gently shake her awake.
"Okay, just give me a few minutes to wake up." She says softly.
"Okay my love." I say.
She finally gets up and I pull her in for a passionate kiss as I rest my hands gently on her belly.
"I love you." I say.
"I love you too." She says and pulls me into a another quick kiss.
"Have you eaten?" I ask her.
"Yeah, I made a salad." She says.
"Okay, are you hungry?" I ask
"No, I'm good." She says.
"Okay, are you ready to go then?" I ask.
"As ready as I'll ever be." She says.
"Are you Okay? Are you nervous?" I ask.
"A little" She says.
"It'll all be okay. Come on, let's go." I say.
We go to the car and head to the hospital. Once we get there I can see the nervousness on Emilys face.
"You're going to be great. And whatever the results are, you know that I'll love them no matter what." I say.
"I know, me too. I'm just scared." She says.
"Me too." I say.
We get to the waiting room.
"Emily?" A nurse says.
Emily stand up, hand in hand.
"I love you." I whisper to her as we walk in. She smiles at me.
"Okay, we're going to have you lay down on the table, you know what to do." The doctors says.
Emily smiles and lifts up her shirt and he does the check up.
"Everything is progressing great Emily, are you read for the DNA test?" He says.
"Yes, I am."
He then takes Emilys blood and my blood and takes some of the babies amniotic fluid and goes to the lab with it. We wait in the room for about 45 minutes when he comes in.
"Emily, the babies DNA matches with Alison's. The eggs are Alison's." He says.
"Okay thank you." I say and with they, Emily and I walk out.
"Are you Okay?" I ask.
"Yes, I'm more than okay. These babies are going to look like you! That's amazing. Plus, we both had a part in making them. And that's great." She says.
"Good, I was so worried about you." I say.
"Don't worry about me, I'm fine. We just have to worry about the babies." She says.
With that, we drive back home cuddle in bed and watch Netflix. I crawl down to Emilys belly height.
"Bonne nuit bébés, maman t'aime." I say and kiss her belly goodnight.
Emily giggles and I go up to her level.
"Je t'aime." I say and kiss her goodnight.
"I love you too." Emily says.
And then we fall asleep.
