A/N Thanks for the nice reviews on the first chapter :)

I don't own anything. Not the song, not the characters. The only thing I own is my imagination.

The song: "Something 'bout a woman" by Lady Antebellum. Lyrics are in italics. The other italics are the past.
The idea: What if Aria and Ezra got married and live in New York...

Well there's somethin' bout a woman with my t-shirt on

hair in her eyes and no makeup on

standin' there smiling with my coffee cup

Ya, there's somethin' 'bout a woman that's easy to love

He saw his wife standing in the kitchen, slightly swaying with the music that was drifting through the room. She hadn't seen him yet and for a moment he just stood in the doorframe, watching her.

It was just after 7am but the sunlight was already seeping through the windows of their apartment, bathing the room in a soft glow. Her hair was messy, but he didn't care. The messy curls were falling halfway across her back. Just last night he had been running his hands through them, trying to disentangle the strands - a loving gesture that always calmed her down.

His eyes drifted downwards, noticing that she was wearing one of his really old college shirts, one she had probably stolen from him when they first met eight years ago.

She's a child

She's a lady

She's got everything that I could ever need

At the age of 24, Aria had just graduated from NYU, striving to get her first children's book published. The had gotten married a little over a year ago, not caring if people thought they were crazy for getting married before Aria got her degree. They had been together for seven years, after all. Other couples got married earlier in their relationship all the time. That's why they just went along with it - not caring what people thought.

With every sway, the soft fabric of the shirt shifted lightly and he noticed the faintest hint of a tiny baby bump. Due to her tiny frame, it was barely visible, but if you knew it was there you saw it. A smile crossed his face as he saw how Aria had one of her hands draped over her stomach, the other was clutching a coffee cup, while she was still swaying to the music with her eyes closed, completely oblivious to the fact that he was watching her. Dots of light surrounded her as the morning light hit her face. She looked so young with his old shirt and her hair down. Only her pregnancy might give a hint that she was very much a woman.

"Ezra, can you get that?" Aria yelled from the bathroom. "It's probably the pizza guy."

It was their usual friday evening. No matter what they had planned for the night, they always made sure to have dinner together and maybe watch a movie. It was a tradition they had started when they still had to hide their relationship - back in Rosewood, in that tiny apartment 3B. And now, with their busy lives in the city that never sleeps, it as their way to decelerate. A way to stop and take a deep breath. Tonight was a night they had nothing else planned. No faculty mixer to attend, no friends birthday and no other party. Just the two of them for a whole night - Ezra smiled at the thought of that. Life had been hectic in the last months. Aria's finals and her thesis and Ezra's new job at another high school in the city.

When he had paid for the pizza they had ordered earlier - ordering food instead of cooking was part of the tradition - he set the table in the living room before he wandered into the kitchen to get a bottle of wine. "Do you want red or white wine, honey?" he yelled across the apartment since Aria was still in the bathroom with the door closed. "Aria?" he made his way over to the bathroom when he got no answer. "Are you okay?" As he reached for the handle, the door opened and Aria stood before him. They stood for several seconds before Aria just flung her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. It took Ezra a second to regain his balance since she had caught him off-guard. "Baby, what's wrong?" his voice was thick with concern as he felt tears on his neck and heard her sobbing. He caressed her back, reassuring her that everything was going to be okay, telling her that he was there for her. He knew that she would talk when she was ready to talk. "I don't think I'll have wine today.. or the next months.." she whispered into his neck when she had calmed down a bit. Her voice on his neck caused him to shudder as her breathing caressed the soft skin just beneath his ear. "Why?" he whispered, not wanting to break the spell that was surrounding them that very moment. He had gotten the message she was trying to convey, he just wanted her to say it out loud, to make it more real.

"You're going to be a dad in some months.. I'm pregnant, Ezra."

By the end of the sentence, she was sobbing again but this time he knew that her tears were tears of happiness. He held her tight, burying his face in her hair, trying to put every single emotion that was running through his veins in that bone-crushing hug. "I love you so much, Aria. You just made me the happiest man on this planet." Whether she had heard him or not, he didn't care but judging from the fact that she snuggled even closer to him, as if she was trying to crawl under his skin, he guessed she had.

He remembered the rest of the night as he watched her in the kitchen where she was still dancing around. They had been lying on the couch, their hands intertwined on Aria's stomach. All tears had long dried and had left a feeling of utter happiness.

"When do you want to tell everybody? Your parents.. the girls.." She shifted slightly so she could watch him as she spoke.

"Would you be mad if we tell them when I've passed the first critical twelve weeks? With everything.." he silenced her with a kiss so she didn't have to finish the sentence. It wasn't like he didn't know why she wanted to wait. This pregnancy didn't come as a surprise. It was very much planned. At least it had been.. For the last months they had tried to make it work...until Aria had lost a child one morning. A child she didn't even know she was carrying. If it was due to the stress she had been under or if it just wasn't meant to be, they didn't know. That's why Ezra didn't even think about pressuring her into telling everybody right away. But as of today, she was past the critical point and last night they had agreed to invite everybody over for dinner and tell them.

"What are you smiling about?" his wife looked up to him with a mischievous glint in her eyes. She was still swaying her hips, making it hard for him to concentrate since she was only wearing his shirt and a pair of boy shorts.

"You.. us.. how beautiful you are right now and how everything is falling into place." He pulled her in for a hugh and rested his forehead against hers. "I always wanted this life.." he whispered. "What life? The one where you knock up your former student?"

"Way to ruin a perfectly romantic moment, Mrs. Fitz."

"Awww... you know I love you, right? Even though you made me fat.."

Ezra laughed at her childish comment. "I do, but it would be nice if could show me again just how much.." he wriggled his eyebrows suggestively, pulling her back into the bedroom as she laughed.