CHAPTER TWO

It was a sunny Saturday afternoon. Aria and Spencer were cuddling on the couch in their nicely sized house that used to be owned by some Hastings relative. Spencer was absentmindedly playing with Aria's hair when Aria said her name.

Spencer stopped, "Yes?"

"Are you happy?" Aria asked. "About the baby?"

Spencer flinched. "Yes, I'm happy! It'll be nice to have a beautiful baby around."

"You really feel that way?" Aria pried.

"Yes," Spencer answered confidently. "Why, are you not?"

Aria shook her head vehemently. "No, no, not at all. I just want you to be happy."

Spencer smiled and cuddled Aria tighter. "Do you want a boy or a girl?" Aria glanced up and grinned. They chatted for the next forty minutes about what gender they wanted the baby to be, what color they wanted to paint the nursery and how they wanted to decorate, and what names sounded good to them. After a while, though, something dawned on Aria. Aria sat up and grabbed a legal pad and a pen.

"What are you writing?" Spencer asked from the couch.

Aria ran a hand through her hair and shrugged. "We've kind of forgotten something."

"We've forgotten a few things actually. What to tell people, where to put our epic nursery…"

Aria interrupted Spencer's rambling, "Who's the father?" Spencer snapped her mouth shut and rubbed her chin, "Do you want it to be someone we know? Or a stranger?"

Aria sat back down. "Well, a stranger would be kind of weird."

"But a friend would be weird, as well," Spencer argued.

Aria pouted, "What if the donor seems nice, though, and is actually a total creep?"

"Alright, so you want it to be someone we know? I could go with that. Any ideas?"

Aria grinned, "Yes, actually."

"Shoot, then."

"Bear with me on a few of them, okay?"

Spencer chuckled, "Deal." She couldn't wait to hear this. Aria knew a few people from the art gallery that were beyond odd. Spencer prayed she didn't suggest any of those strange "hipsters."

Aria bit her lip. "Caleb."

Spencer pulled back in surprise. "You don't think that's weird? Like, he's Hanna's fiancé but he's her friends' baby daddy."

"True," Aria muttered. "Hey, when should we tell Hanna and Em?"

"Let's choose the donor first, okay?"

Aria nodded and continued. "Alright, I'm not sure if he would agree, but what about Noel?"

Spencer laughed, "What about Noel?"

Aria jokingly pushed her and gawked, "He's okay now! I see him sometime around town and we talk every now and then."

"No, veto," Spencer demanded. "Besides, he probably wouldn't do it anyway."

"Wren?" Aria suggested. "I think we would make a cute baby."

"No way," Spencer shook her head. "He's back with Melissa. If that doesn't work out though, he's mine for our next kid. Maybe."

"Alright, so I guess that means you'd veto my next idea. Toby."

Spencer clenched her jaw, "No. He probably wouldn't do it anyway. He has a girlfriend and I just don't think… no, not him."

"Okay, I've got two more, and they're the best possibilities in my mind," Aria explained. "Holden and Ezra." Spencer raised her eyebrows, so Aria continued. "Holden, I've known forever and I'm almost sure he'd go for it. And Ezra, he would do it and he could maybe help with the expenses."

"I'm gonna veto Holden on a technicality," Spencer stated. "Doesn't he have major heart problems? What if that passes through onto our baby?"

"Good point," Aria nodded. "So… Ezra?"

Spencer ran her tongue over her teeth and shrugged. "He's an okay guy. As far as I know, he doesn't have any health conditions. He would probably do it. He's still in town. And he probably would help with money. Not just for IVF, also raising the child."

Aria smiled, "I'll call him later."

"Wait," Spencer protested. "You're gonna do this on the phone?!"

"No, I'll invite him over on the phone. Who do you think I am?"

(A/N): Hi again! I hope you all are liking my story! What do you think Ezra's gonna say to them wanting him as the father? You'll find out in the next chapter! Don't forget to write a review!

-M