This took a million days but it's her now so please read it because I had to kick box my way out of a mental block to get it to you!

Aria breathed in, shakily, as she braided Miranda's hair. The words from the news channel were still ringing in her ears. She shifted on the stool in her navy blue romper and pink tee."Mommy today is going to be so fun! I can't wait to meet the teachers and Alex told me that –"

"Sweetie . . ." Aria put her arms on Miranda's shoulder. "Mommy and Daddy don't want you talking to Alex anymore, okay?"

Miranda turned around, "Why not, Mommy? Is he bad?" her big eyes looked up into Aria's for reassurance.

Aria swallowed, "He isn't bad, but sometimes even good people can be dangerous. It isn't their fault but sometimes that just happens. Understand?"

"Yes mommy, I won't talk to Alex again." Aria wrapped Miranda's hair in her 'lucky' blue scrunchy and tied her Miranda's new white sneakers. "Mommy?"

"Yeah, sweetie?" Aria waddled over to make a PB&J sandwich for Miranda's lunch.

"Am . . . I bad?" Miranda's lower lip poked out and began to tremble.

Aria walked over to her, "No! Oh sweet baby, no. You aren't bad at all. You are the best kid in town, okay?" Miranda's small face nodded in Aria's palms. Ezra walked in, his blue dress shirt tucked into creased khakis.

"How are my two girls?" he asked, trying to put on a face for Miranda. But Aria knew, deep down, a storm was brewing. He pressed a kiss to Aria's head and Miranda made a face. Ezra put down his coffee and picked Miranda up, "Are we ready, sugar?" Aria tried a smile and grabbed Miranda's lunch.

They drove up to the small primary school in a few minutes. It was cozy and looked like a very colorful and nurturing environment for Mandy . . . until they saw a little blonde haired boy standing in front of the school sign. Miranda hopped out, but shuffled past Alex. The little boys disappointment was obvious. "Mandy!" he yelled running inside after her. His mother, a woman in her late forties that looked nothing like him looked on. She had a broad nose, a thick mass of auburn curls and crystalline blue eyes.

She turned and smiled at Aria and Ezra who had gotten out as well. "Hello, you must be Miranda's parents. I'm Gwyneth! Alex's mother."

Ezra smiled, "Yes we saw Alex yesterday at the park. We're sorry Mandy rushed off so quick. She's a little nervous . . . about today ." Ezra tried to lie smoothly, and was acceptable, but barely.

Gwyneth smiled lightly, "Mandy was all Alex could talk about last night! He made me wait out here so he could see her come in." Gwyn turned to Aria, "She's so beautiful. I'm so sorry about what you two went through."

"Wh-hat?" Aria stammered.

Gwyneth opened and closed her mouth, resembling a fish, as though she had overstepped her boundaries. "With that whole Alison DiLaurentis bout. I'm so sorry; I just recognized your face immediately. I didn't even think – oh I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. People just don't usually give their condolences. It caught me off-guard." Aria looked to Ezra, knowing they were thinking the same thing. "Gwyneth, please don't take this the wrong way but . . . did you adopt Alex."

Gwyneth looked shocked for a minute then just looked down and smiled, "Yes. Everyone assumes, because of my age. But I had two grown children and wanted another baby and Alex just came from nowhere like a little angel. It was really amazing. He just showed up on my doorstep." Ice chilled through Aria's veins as she remembered a conversation with Ali from years ago.

Flashback

Ali sorted through Aria's closet hours after they had witnessed Aria's father with Meredith's tongue down his throat. Teen Mom 2 played in the background. "What if she gets pregnant?" Alison smirked, although it had been partially hidden from Aria's view.

Aria pulled her knees to her chest. "She won't get pregnant. They haven't slept together."

"Oh, Aria . . ." Ali said in her honey sweet, you-naïve-little-girl voice.

"Okay, even if she did . . . she'd get probably keep it. But she kind of seems like the Prom Night Dumpster Baby kind of chick so I don't think it would be around. Maybe she'll give it up for adoption?"

"I'd never do that . . ." Ali sneered, "Too much paper work."

"You'd get an abortion?" Aria asked, shocked. Alison's family was far to conservative for such a thing.

Ali scoffed, "No! I'd just drop it off on some door step. Maybe the Parkers, they seem nice. And their son Jeff is a babe . . ."

Flashback Over

"Y-you don't say . . ." Aria breathed out, she had turned white. Gwyn nodded and began shuffling in her purse for something.

"I still have the note he had pinned to his bib." She let Aria and Ezra see it, and time froze. Not only was the handwriting disgustingly familiar, but the signature was just as haunting.

Take care of him, god knows I won't. If you want to, his dad might like it if you name him Ian. Thanks for this

A.L.D

"Oh my god . . ." Aria's legs shook and Ezra had to grab her before she lost her footing. Gwyn rushed to help Aria, who slipped her back the note. "Gwyn, I think that Alex is Alison Lauren DiLaurentis' baby. And you are both in a lot of Danger."

IMPORTANT A\N: Please you guys, it isn't even funny how much I need ideas for this so if you are reading this please do your girl a solid? Love you so much!