A/N: Uh, hi! I'm not really sure why I'm writing this story...I'm just really bored, I guess. I know that this subject is used A LOT, so I apologize if you think you've already "read" this story, which you haven't, since I don't plagiarize :)

Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own the characters or story line or anything. It all belongs to ABC Family's Pretty Little Liars (and I guess kinda to Sara Shepard since she wrote the books...)

A/N: Ummm... that's all I have to say right now. Thanks for reading! And all reviews and such are really appreciated I like constructive stuff, but please no hate. I know I suck at writing, no need to rub it in my face :)

Aria Montgomery stirred in her hospital bed. Tubes covered every inch of her body, performing tasks Aria could not. They had been feeding and giving her oxygen for the past five days.

Again, Aria moved. It wasn't much of a movement, but it was something. She had just shifter her arm half an inch to the right. This was the most she had moved in about a week. If somebody had seen Aria, they would have cried of joy and immediately called the Montgomery's, who would have raced to the hospital. Yet, it was the middle of the night, so Aria's performance remained unnoticed.

Aria only showed another sign of life the following day. It was her sixth day in the hospital, and was around noon. Ezra had just exited the hospital since he needed to teach. He spent about seven hours a day in the hospital, staring at his lifeless girlfriend. When Ezra departed the hospital, he left Ella alone in the isolated room. She, like Ezra, just stared at her sleeping daughter, wondering how she had gotten into such a mess.

Half an hour after Ezra had left, Ella collected her bag and got up. She, too, had to leave. Ella pulled her purse on her shoulder and slowly walked towards Aria. She took one last whiff of the flowers she had put beside Aria's bed, and took one last glance at the oversized teddy bear Ezra had bought Aria.

"Get strong, baby," Ella told her daughter as she planted a sweet kiss on Aria's forehead. "We need you back."

As a response, Ella heard a moan. She looked down at her daughter and suddenly felt better. Aria was moving her lips, but no words were coming out. Her eye's were open and sparkled. Aria looked younger.

"Baby," Ella repeated, "Can you hear me?"

Aria thought for a second before moaning again. Her mouth moved in a way that said yes.

A smile quickly appeared on Ella's face. "That's great, honey! Now, I'm going to call your father and tell him that you're awake. I'll be right back. You just stay here and practice speaking, okay?"

Aria's lips curled up into a smile and she gave the slightest nod. She was awake, but not fully alive. She was still recovering from her coma.

As quickly as she could, Ella pulled out her cell phone. Next, she called Byron, who answered on the second ring.

"Byron!" Ella told her husband. "Aria's awake!"

"That's great! I'll be right there."

"Okay."

Ella hung up and quickly called a doctor. As the doctor rushed to the room, Ella turned to Aria.

"How are you, baby?" Ella asked.

Aria only spoke after a moment of silence. "Fine. I guess."

Ella was astonished. "You can speak now!"

Aria nodded. "What happened?" she quietly asked, a minute later.

Ella took a seat at the foot of Aria's bed. "I honestly don't know," she admitted with a sigh. "I was hoping you could tell me." Ella paused for a moment. "At about midnight, six nights ago, the police called us. You and the girls were in an accident. A car crash. You're the only one out of your coma."

Aria gasped. "Are they okay?"

Ella shrugged. "They're alive. Its something."

"Where are they, Mom? I want to see them," Aria said as she begun tugging on the tubes connected to her body.

"Spencer's in room 201. This is room 203. Hanna's in 202, and Emily's in 204," Ella explained. "But you can only visit them once the doctor's say you're okay."

Aria nodded and released her grip on the tubes. "Which room is Ali in?"

Ella gasped. "Aria, what are you talking about?"

"Ali," Aria repeated, "which room is she in?"

"Uh, Aria," Ella began. She didn't know how to tell her daughter that her best friend was dead.

"Never-mind," Aria said. "She was probably with one of her boyfriends."

Ella sighed. She wouldn't have to break the news.

Suddenly, Aria began searching her hospital room. "Did you bring the roses?"

Ella nodded.

"Thanks," Aria said, "they're pretty."

"You're welcome."

"What about the teddy bear? Who brought that?"

"Ezra did," Ella told her daughter as she reached for her cell-phone. "I probably should call him, too, I mean he's been waiting for you to wake up for-"

"Wait, Mom," Aria interrupted, " Who's Ezra?"