Family

The Darling Duck

"I would like light grey walls with one wallpapered wall, that we will put his light grey crib against"

"Grey? For a baby? I know it's light but I think the walls should be white because he's pure"

"White is boring. Our family is definitely not boring so why would the walls be?"

"Okay I'll make a deal with you. I will paint the walls grey...if you agree that his middle name will be after the best man I know"

"And who is that?"

"Your hero of course. I'll paint his walls grey if his name is...." I pause gesturing a jump with my hand; where his first name would be

"Wayne DiLaurentis-Fields" I continue while blushing

"Really? You mean it?" Emily smiles, caressing my face in her palms

"Yes. Your dad is the best man I ever met and I'd love if our son was named after him"

"I love you" she whispers before kissing me

"I love you too. Now let's go buy a light grey crib, and blue bedsheets"

"Just because he is a boy doesn't his room need to be blue. Alison it's the twenty-first century" Emily jokes

"Shut up" I snigger "I like blue. It's adorable and traditional"

"I like blue too" Emily smiles, waving a blue teddy bear in front of my face

"Her name is Alison" She laughs, burying the bear under her chin

"Where did you get that name from?" I joke

"Oh, I named her after this really cute girl from high school" Em blushes

Emily's pov

"How'd it go?" The woman behind the checkout politely asks

"Great. I think we got everything we need" I smile, looking over to Alison who has turned pale white

"Are you okay?" The woman ask, reaching out to Alison

"Do you need to sit down?" I ask Alison as I wrap my arms around her

"No. I'm fine" she gulps, picking up a bag full of our sons clothes

"Goodbye. Hope you girls have a nice day" the woman smiles, handing me another two bags

"That's a great store"

"What?" Alison asks

"The Darling Duck. It's a great baby store. Why didn't we ever go there for the girls? We always went to that crappy pop-up stand in the mall"

"I don't know. I like the crappy pop-us stand" Ali defensively says

"Ali. Alison wait" I shout, running in front of her

"Do you dislike that store because that's where you found out about the baby...about our babies?"

"Yes. Okay. I hate that store because that's where A.D. sent me to find out that the baby wasn't mine. I know it's just a stupid store but it reminds me that I am not the girls' mom" Ali says as she begins to choke up slowly becoming unable to speak

"You are" she sighs

I place the bags on the ground and take the other one out of Alison's hand leaning it against the other two bags at my feet

"Alison. You are their mom. Just like you will be our son's mom. Don't ever think that they are not your daughters. Do you hear me Alison? Don't ever think that they are not your daughters" I tell her while interweaving our hands

"You carried them for nine months and you have cared for them for eight years. You are their mother" I smile before letting go of her left hand and softly kissing her right hand

"Now come on my Queen, let's go home and decorate the nursery for our prince's arrival" I smirk, picking up the shopping bags while maintaining my grip of Ali's hand

Ali's pov

"Fuck this. Why couldn't it have been Spencer
-or even better Toby- who came instead of the two of you?" I scream, throwing away my screwdriver in anger

"It would've been easier if there was instructions" Hanna complains, trying to shove a screw into the wood

"Well we don't because we haven't used this in five years"

"So who's crib is it? Lily or Grace's?"

"I don't remember Aria" Emily laughs

"We all have children. One of us must know how to build a crib" Spencer laughs, letting herself into the house

"Are you looking at me because I'm gay?" Emily giggles

"No, you just happen to be the sporty one" Aria laughs

"What's so funny?" I ask as Aria, Spencer, Hanna and Emily who are all hysterically laugh

"Nothing. We've just had this conversation before, but with a punctured tyre" Spencer explains

"Well thank fuck you are here. We need you Spence. Alison almost had a breakdown"

"You are all garbage. Move. I'll build the crib" Spencer laughs

Within 10 minutes our genius friend has finished building the crib herself

"That's because her husband is a builder. She's been taking notes" Hanna defensively says

"No, I can build a crib because I've got a brain. You'd be lucky if the four of you have one brain cell between you" she mocks

"But at least you know how to paint" Spencer smiles, looking at the light grey walls

"Why've you missed this wall?" Hanna asks, knocking on the wall at the baby's crib

"We are going to wallpaper it" I explain

"This room is going to look adorable" 

"I can't believe my otp are having another baby" Hanna squeals as she pulls us all into a group hug