"I know you have a lot of things to ask me and you want answers, but Spencer sounded rushed on the phone and said it was important, so can we put you first and then come back to me?" Emily was taken aback, never once had the Alison Dilaurentis she once knew ever put someone else before herself. Maybe she has changed for the better. The brunette sniffled a little before starting.
"You know the shift?" Alison nodded, "It's ending today."
"What? Wait, does that mean when it ends... you leave?"
"Yes." The blonde looked lost and sad, Emily never wanted this, and she never wanted to see the same pain and look of desperation on the girl as she had on herself months before committing suicide. The girl in front of her wasn't the girl she knew two years ago. "But I just found you again..." Wait, what did she say?
"What?"
"Nothing..." She wiped a few tears away on her jumper sleeve, "So what are we doing? Obviously I didn't come out of hiding just to hang around an old rock."
"I- uhm- Did you want to hang out today?" The brunette grabbed the duffel bag, focusing all her attention on keeping it in her hands.
"Y- You want to spend your last day with me?"
"Of course I do, I've already spent a lot of time with everyone else, and I've hardly seen you since that night in the cabin. Come on, we'll go to Spencer's and you can pick what we do for the entire day. I'm at your command," The ghost sent a wink towards the girl who was still occupying space on the kissing rock, unbeknown to Spencer, she had given up at becoming human again. So who better to spend her last day with but her first love.
"Prepare yourself then Fields, this is going to be a day that you won't forget."
That's what I'm hoping for.
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When the girls had arrived at Spencer's house it was locked. Alison whined to Emily about how she was always forgetting to inform her friends about plans they had made – which she came back with a very quick quip about her being dead and having a non-existent phone plan – the ghost had unlocked the door when she phased through the wood. The blonde made a remark saying they should rob a bank before she disappears, which brought the shitty situation to light again and the girls fell quiet.
After the elephant in the room had been dealt with they saw a couple of movies scattered on the island in the middle of the household, a note sticking to the top of one. Spencer had left a complete choice of films that both of the girls wouldn't have seen yet. Alison had gone straight to Frozen saying that she had wanted to see this ever since it first came out, but just never had a break in running to actually go.
And here they were, halfway through the movie and laughing animatedly at the little snowman dancing his way through summer. Emily was seated on one side of the couch while Alison had opted for the other side, popcorn placed between them. "Alright, that's it, I'm getting comfortable," The blonde said as she shifted the popcorn and let herself fall to what was supposed to be Emily's thigh but instead made contact with the longue cushion.
"Oh, shit... I forgot." While Alison was sheepishly trying to lift herself from inside of Emily's thigh, the brunette had been trying to regain herself and stop her cackling. "Oh shut up, it's not funny!"
"It kinda is," After the laughing died down the ghost motioned for the pillow next to Alison, "Grab that and put it in my thigh, that way it's kind of like lying on me but not really."
"Won't that hurt you?"
"Eh, it'll be a little bit uncomfortable but I'll deal with it." Emily stated as the blonde cautiously put the pillow through the girl's leg, pain shot through the brunette but nothing that she couldn't deal with, and after a little while it died down to a tolerable buzz throughout her incorporeal form.

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Ghosting Wounds
FanfictionShe hadn't tried to kill herself. Like maybe if she keeps telling herself that, if she keeps repeating the words in her mind, singing them to herself. She'll start to believe them.
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