Chapter 17

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Alison came home from the hospital, a little earlier than normal. The chief held a meeting for all the attendings and once the meeting concluded, they were allowed to leave. She walked in the door, the time nearing six thirty. The house was eerily quiet, although it didn't surprise her. Almost every time she came home, Emily was down in the basement, creating another masterpiece.

Emily was not down in the basement, she was asleep on the couch, and a bouquet of beautiful white roses were laying on the small coffee table. Alison thought she looked so good in her flannel, left open with a white back shirt, and jeans. She set her purse down next to the flowers, and knelt on the floor next to Emily's head and shook the brunette, many times, before she woke up.

Emily rubbed her eyes with her knuckles and stretched. "Hey, did you just get home?"

"Yup. What do you want to do for dinner, sleepyhead?" She placed her hand on Emily's cheek, her thumb delicately dancing on the lower portion of Emily's ear.

"Um actually," Emily blinked a couple times and liked her lips nervously, "I um, wanted to know if you wanted to go out tonight? I was craving a burger from Toni's or something from The Garden."

"That sounds fantastic." Alison reached for Emily's hand, helping her off of the couch. "Why the roses though?"

"Oh, it's kind of stupid, you know?" The brunettes hand rubbed the back of her neck and she found the floor more interesting at the moment than the blonde in front of her. "I saw them on my ride home this morning and I thought they were beautiful like you, and I just thought you would like them." She shrugged. The little old lady was so ecstatic to have Emily's business come so early for her. She picked out the most perfect white roses that the nice older woman had.

Alison smiled and took Emily's hand, bringing her in close for a kiss. "You know how to make a girl blush." The pink tint to Alison's cheeks made Emily smile. "I'm still very shocked at how long you've managed to stay single." The truth was, Alison thought of that everyday. Emily was super laid back, but at the same time she wasn't.

She was comforting when Alison needed it, which happened quite often; Alison's always been an emotional person. She'd been so understanding and had so much patience with her. She'd be a little spontaneous at times, much like tonight, but she never did anything outrageous, it was always some small little gesture that got the blonde's heart hammering against her chest a little harder. She liked to stay in, cuddle up, and watch movies. She was so caring, so generous, so shy at times, and so gentle. She couldn't see Emily killing a fly, so she often wonders how the hell Emily is a police officer. 

Emily drove to The Garden, much to Alison's liking. She too, was in the mood for some Chinese. Alison loved going to The Garden. It was a fancy dining option. The west wall in the building had a waterfall built in it, while a big fish tank sat in the middle of the dining room. Alison and Emily had never gone to The Garden together, but Alison had told the brunette how delicious the place was.

"So how was work last night?" Alison asked, a little shocked Emily hadn't asked her how her day was yet. Every time she came home from work, Emily would always ask that question. They had ordered, deciding on two main dishes for them to split; sesame chicken and chicken and broccoli.

"I don't want to talk about work tonight."

Emily took a small leap forward, and started revealing things about herself. First and foremost, she addressed her work habits first. She had debt, from college still and from a loan. She also tried to help out her parents whenever she could. She went into further detail about her two relationships, how they started and how they ended. She also revealed to Alison that before her father was injured, Emily was always a little lonely.

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