Emison: Alison's Christmas Wish

Chapter 1

December 23, 2014 - 'Christmas is two days away and I still haven't gotten Paige anything. My own girlfriend and I still haven't thought about what she might want.' Emily thinks to herself as she looks out at the fresh layer of snow lightly covering her front yard. 'Funny thing is I've had Alison's Christmas Eve gift for weeks. Am I dumb to think that I could just forget about her? I love Paige but my feelings for Alison are still there and just growing stronger.' Emily sighs deeply. She remembers the moments when no one else mattered, but Alison and her. The moment when Alison gave her the snow globe and when Alison planned their trip to Paris. She even thought about that night, the night Alison told her how she felt, the night she let herself go and showed Alison how she felt back. She smiles, but she knew they would never have moments like that again, not after everything that has happened. She didn't trust Alison nor did Alison trust her very much either, so she's running. She's running from something that she knows she has to confront but she's going keep running until it confronts her. She wants to believe that Alison is telling the truth but her heart and her head are at war and she can't decide which side to be on. She shakes her head and just stares at the snow, falling effortlessly, covering the the world's flaws.

Stuck in Rosewood and alone for Christmas, Alison sits up in her room watching the snow just as Emily did. The white fluff that falls from the sky almost makes her forget about how she has lost everything including the girl that might possibly be the love of her life. During her two years on the run, Alison had a lot of time to think. She deeply regrets what she did to everyone she has hurt, especially Emily. She sighs as she thinks about how she has to get ready for Rosewood's Annual Ice Ball alone. She remembered how the girls would watch Melissa get all dressed up for it and their first time going freshman year, she misses those moments. She misses the moments Emily and her used to share every Christmas, the special gifts they would give each other on Christmas Eve without the other girls, their special Christmas moment. She was truly happy when she was with Emily, and now she doesn't know if they will ever get back to that. Alison looks at the snow globe waiting to be wrapped on her desk. She walks over and picks it up. She reads the engraving on the bottom,

"I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace,

against hope, against happiness,

against all discouragement that could be."

She sighs deeply as she puts down the snow globe, watching the fake snow fall on the mini Eiffel Tower inside of it. 'It's a silly tradition but it's our tradition. Emily may not have even thought about it.' She thinks to herself. She looks over at her dress for the evening's winter festivities. "Alison?" Ken says, popping his head into her room. "You're not getting ready, yet. Are you okay?" She looks up and smiles, "I'm fine. I'm getting ready now, Dad."

"Okay." He says with a smile, walking out. She turns to the dress and takes another deep breath.

Back at Emily's, she is still watching the snow fall, drifting off into thoughts of Alison and Christmases past.

"Emily!" Pam calls from downstairs. "The girls are here to get ready for tonight."

"Okay, send them up." Emily says back. She walks over to the door and opens it. Moments later, Spencer, Aria, and Hanna all come into her room. Dresses in hand and hair and make up waiting to be done, the girls begin the job of making themselves look perfect.

Sitting at her vanity, Alison begins to do her make up. "Knock, knock." She hears a familiar voice say. She looks up to see CeCe standing in her doorway. "You crazy bitch. How did you manage to get back into Rosewood without getting arrested?" Alison asks, getting up to hug her.

"I have my ways." CeCe says back. "Now let's get you ready. You didn't think I would let you go through this alone, did you?" Both girls smile and start to work to make Alison look perfect.