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"Ezra," I murmured, as I leaned down and kissed his lips. He responded as best he could. He tried to lean on his elbows, but failed and ended up falling back down, striking another shot of pain. He groaned.

I took out my phone and called 911. We were going to be okay. "We'll get through this," I assured him, trying to comfort him.

He nodded slowly. After the call, I took him in my arms; kissing his hair, and stroking his arms. "Keep breathing, baby. Keep breathing," I pleaded, as we waited for our rescue.

Ezra POV:

I tried as best I could to keep my eyes open. I was in so much pain, I didn't even know where it hurt most. Probably my shoulder blade, because it sure feels like that's where I got stabbed.

I breathed heavily. I was rubbing my thumb on Aria's leg, while she was holding me in between her legs on the floor, kissing my head, and stroking my hair. I had to stay alive. Not for me, but for her.

I heard her whispering, "Keep breathing. Please," and that caused a tear to drop from my eye. I didn't even know what could be going through her mind right now, but I hoped that everything was going to be okay; but I couldn't be sure.

My eyes started to droop, and my breathing started to slow. I couldn't take it anymore. Hopefully, I'll be okay, with Aria back at my side, I thought.

The last thing I heard was the door opening carefully and a stampede of police walking through. That was the last thing I remembered.

Aria POV:

I watched intently as the police charged through the locked door and rushed over to me and Ezra. They had noticed that Ezra had closed his eyes before I did. I started to panic. No! he can't die! What if he doesn't wake up?

"Get a stretcher!" I heard one of the policemen yell, as he started to take Ezra from my arms. I grabbed onto him more tightly, crying. I couldn't let him go.

The policeman looked me in the eyes. "He's going to be fine. He's going to wake up and you'll be with him, and he'll be on the road to recovery" he tried to assure. I didn't know what to believe anymore, so I nodded my head slowly, as the man replaced my hands with his and picked Ezra up to lay him on the stretcher.

More tears fell as I watched Ezra being pulled out of the room. I rubbed my eyes.

The policeman knelt down again. "You must be Aria," he stated. He was a nice cop, so I trusted him.

I nodded, sniffling.

"I'm officer Greene," he introduced himself. I forced a small smile.

"Thank you….for coming so quickly," I claimed.

The officer just smiled and leaned in to look at the cuts on my neck, face, and wrists.

"Well, I'm pretty sure you could be fixed up with just a little medication for the infection. Deep cuts like that can't be left out in the open," he explained.

He took a wet cloth and squeezed the liquid onto my skin stained with blood. It felt good after the sting of sudden contact.

Officer Greene rubbed my arm comfortingly as he walked over to the lifeless body of the man who had almost killed Ezra and me. He bent down to the floor and pulled the ski-mask off their head.

My mouth dropped at the sight of it.

Jason?

How could it be? I knew that he only came back a few weeks ago, but we didn't even say one word to each other. Why would he want to hurt me?

The officer walked back over to me. "Is this that DiLaurentis girl's brother?" he asked, confused.

"Yeah," I answered, also dazed. "He never wanted to hurt me though, he never wanted to hurt any of us. He was just Ali's annoying brother; that's all he was," I stated.

Officer Greene looked at the body again. "Then he didn't decide to do this on his own. Somebody must've payed him to kidnap you and your boyfriend," he explained.

One name immediately came to mind. Jackie Molina.

"I know somebody. Jackie Molina," I whispered, out of breath. "She wanted to break Ezra and I up; and I'm almost positive that I heard her voice right before Jason hit me and I woke up here," I said.

I reached up to feel my head. There was a gash that I never realized I had. Great.

"Alright. We'll be onto it. We'll get her, and we'll make her tell us the truth. Are you sure it was her?"

You know what, I'm 100% sure. She deserves this. "Positive," was all I murmured.

Officer Greene walked over to me and helped me stand up. I wobbled, but he kept my balance. "Let's get you out of here," he stated, as he guided me out of that death chamber. Finally.

The Next Day-

The doctors had patched me up as soon as I got there. If I stayed there in Jason's house more night, I probably would've been dead, or seriously injured, like Ezra was. Ezra.

I was sitting at the side of Ezra's bed, tearing up, as I stared at all the tubes and monitors he was hooked up to. Two tubes were up his nose, and an IV was stuck in his arm. The nurse was currently taking his blood pressure. As soon as the Nurse, Deb, left, I took his hand in mine.

The doctors said he was going to be just fine. He needed surgery for the stab in the back, and major stitched, but he was going to survive, and be healthy again in no time. They mentioned that he should wake up quite soon.

I waited impatiently as I squeezed his hand. I needed to see his beautiful eyes.

I brought his hand up to my lips and pecked his fingers and the top of his hand. I heard a groan.

My head shot up and looked for any sign on his face.

I rubbed my hand against his, and I heard another groan. He struggled to open his eyes, and when he succeeded, I started to cry once more. "Ezra," I whispered. "How do you feel?" I asked.

He struggled to talk. He couldn't quite make words yet, so instead he tried to give a thumbs up with his hands. I giggled, but out of how hard he was trying. He needed to take it slow, not started talking and gesturing like the snap of a finger.

I grinned at the small smile on his face. He eyes were gazing into mine, as I leaned in to kiss him.

When we parted, there were so many things I wanted to say to him, but I was only able to choke out one line. "You are the bravest man I have ever met, Ezra Fitz."

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