"We have to get ready." Aria vaguely glanced at the clock then directly back at Ezra. He kept kissing her playfully. "Come on Ezra! Stop it!" She giggled.

"Just five more minutes?" Aria freed herself from his grip and ran into their room. After she disappeared he attempted to chase after her but fell on the floor in agony. He tried to blink away the small tears that were forming in his eyes and get back on the couch. Ezra tried everything but the pain was too overbearing. The last thing he wanted to do was call for Aria so he decided to basically flop into the wheelchair. He probably shaved an inch of tooth off from biting down so hard in pain. Ezra still felt the sharp, almost blinding pain even after he got into the chair so he just sat there, hoping it would subside.

"Ezra? Are you ready?" He could hear her footsteps coming down the hall and tried to forget about the pain, which was much, much harder than it sounds.

A small, "Yeah." was all he could muster.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah." He said again, even smaller. Aria decided to believe him for once and locked the door behind them as she wheeled him out. Ezra kept his jaw tight and squeezed his eyes shut every once in a while. Aria dumped him in the front seat and he groaned almost inaudibly. The pain was just sitting there but he tried to forget about it again.

"When did you make the physical therapy appointment for?" Aria kind of almost knew that he didn't make it yet.

"I haven't made it yet." His voice was gruff and forced.

"What's wrong?" Ezra almost ripped a hole through the seat as he dug his nails into the side of it.

"Nothing." Aria held his hand tight.

"Ezra, I know better than anyone what it's like to be drowning your own thoughts so just tell me. I'm here for you." He stared out the window. There were two options, tell Aria and have her potentially break down again or not tell her and have her feel like he's shutting her out. He didn't like either option.

"Honey, I'm fine." He made that sound semi- normal. Ezra looked at her soft complexion with his rich brown eyes and squeezed her hand. They pulled into Ella's driveway and she came outside.

"Hey mom!" Aria wrapped her arms around her mom's neck. Ezra sat patiently in the passenger seat trying to focus on anything but the pain that still lingered.

"Go get Ezra." Ella noticed him sitting in the car alone. Aria pranced over to the car to get the wheelchair and transfer Ezra into it. "Hey!" Ella bent down and hugged him as usual. She wheeled him into the living room.

"Hi." He knew he sounded so stupid but it was all he could get out. Ella looked at him suspiciously.

"Aria, can you go grab Mike from lacrosse and bring him to Dad's house? They're going to a Philly's game tonight and I have to finish dinner."

"Sure." Aria walked out of the house and the door closed behind her. Ella watched her pull out of the driveway and down the street.

"Come on Ezra, we are going to the hospital." Ezra's eyes bulged practically out of his head.

"What? Why?" He totally forgot about the pain for about five seconds and had to clench his teeth again.

"Ezra I've known you long enough to know that the pain from this morning is still there. It could be something serious or something minor but we don't know. Remember what you promised me?" Ella knew exactly how to say things so you were physically unable to say no to her. She had already grabbed her keys and shut off all the lights. The pain was slowly getting worse so he just nodded.