Hey ya'll! What's going on? I know Part 2 has long been awaited! I have working my tail off to get it done and I think that you guys will enjoy it.

And I am increddibly excited for 10 days from now that we will all be huddled at our TV sets, ignoring our studying for final exams and watching the PLL Season 2 Premeire, something all of us have been waiting for. And can you believe that this story is almost three months old? Haha, feels like yesterday when I started to type it out. Those were some good times. Anyway, stop reading my blab and continue reading the story that ya'll love so much.

Ezra takes a sip of white wine from his wine glass, watching Aria's every move. She is staring back at him, unnaturally quiet, with a mischevious smile on her lips that worries him deeply and he suddenly feels a chill go down his back.

The waiter, Renzo, is standing by the art which the young couple is gazing at inently, when their not staring at one another, of course. He asks, "Più vino?" He gestures to the tray resting on his hand, which holds coffee and white wine. Both Ezra and Aria nod and the waiter pours more wine into Ezra's glass and the coffee into Aria's, since she is pregnant and she does not want to risk altering the growth of her growing child inside of her.

Ezra gazes at her again and pulls her into him, twining his long arm around her waist affectionately, "How are you feeling, Mommy?"

She smiles up at him, "Well, considering that breakfast stayed down and I've only thrown up once since coming to the festival in that pretty little pot of flowers over there," She gestures with her free hand to the clump of flowers across the square, "and that I have the most wonderful guy in the whole world as my husband to hold my hair and tell me its going to be alright, I have been feeling the best I have ever felt in my life. Thanks for asking."

He tucks a lock of hair behind her eat and kisses her cheek tenderly, "Just doing my job."

Aria rubs his back affectionately before gulping down some of her sugared down cup of coffee and turning back to gaze at the painting in front of them,"Interesting piece of work, sin't it?"

Ezra tips his head, trying to make up his mind on what it is, "Think the artist was trying to say something?"

She looks back up at him, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth,"That something risk can be beautiful and worth the wait?"

Ezra grins back at her and swoops down his head to kiss his wifem but she stops him by holding up her free hand, pressing it against his mouth. He looks at her in suprise and is about to protest, but she shrugs and explains, "When you tell me where your taking me tonight, then you can kiss me. Until then, no kissy from Aria. Zip, zero, zilch."

He rolls his eyes, "And you call me stubborn. A little hypocritical, don't you think?"

Aria raises an eyebrown at him, "Oh, stop your complaining, You sometimes had to wait over a week to kiss me. That was what? Barely two months ago? I've been spoiling you too much."

He groans, holding her closer at the nightmare of a memory, shovering, "Don't remind me, sweetheart. I remember those days all too well."

"I never did ask you about the time you came back from New York and we...reconnected. You never mentioned the job at Columbia University again. I was too happy to ask. What did that school say when you turned down the job?"

His eyes go distant, remembering one of the happiest times of his life, when he and Aria rekindled their relationship and that same night he called the school to them he was not planning on returning."

Flashback

"Hey, Nick. It's Ezra Fitz. The guy you interviewed a couple of weeks ago?"

Nick, the president of Columbia University, the dream job Ezra has wanted ever since he was a child, laughed,"Of course, Ezra! I may be going on seventy, but I'd never forget my favorite interviewee. So, listen, I was going to call you soon, anyway, to tell you that you better start packing, 'cause, boy, you got the job."

Ezra leaned back in his chair, running the hand that wasn't clasping his cell phone through his hair, still feeling Aria's lips on his from the moments in his car they had had earlier that night, "I actually got something I am committed to right now and I can't abandon her-I mean it and head to New York." Nick doesn't speak and he continued, "Nick, if I were to leave this job offer for now, for a few years, would the offer still be standing?"

Finally the college president respondd, "Tell you what, Ezra. I'll leave this offer on the table for you, forl et's say, fove years. and when your woman is ready to move here with you, let me know. I like you, kid, and I don't want to see you walk from this job."

He breathed out a sigh of relief,"That's awesome of you, Nick. Thank you."

Nick interuppted him, "Wait, Ezra?"

"Yeah?"

"How important is this girl to you?"

Ezra smiled and took the photot of Aria from his wallet, the one they had taken on their first real date in his apartment, you know, the one that didn't end up on him being a total ass and her walking out, slamming the door behind her, and gazing at it, stroking the thin photograph paper, "She is so so so important to me. I have never felt this way before."

The president chuckled, "Then I undertsand your position. My wife and I didn't get married until after she finished getting her PHD in human pyschology. She wanted me to wait for her and because I loved her as much as I did, I waited. Two very long years later, we got married in Central Park. So, if your girl wants you to wait, I want you yo wait for her. I can't wait to meet her."

"Thank you for understanding."

"She's a whole lot younger than you, isn't she?"

Ezra's smile disappeared and he tensed, "No-I,uh,mean-"

Nick's laughter still filled the other end of the call, "I'll take that as a yes. Sge is just a nusisance, kiddo. Never forget that."

A buzz came from his phone and he looked at the caller ID, reading the name: Aria, "I got to go. Thanks again, Nick."

"No problem, son."

End of Flashback

Aria's eyes widen, "Ezra, you turned down the job of your dreams for me?"

"You've always meant more to me than my job, Aria. You know that as well as I do."

She starts to sniffle and he gazes at her, "Hey, there's no reason to cry."

Her voice chokes and cracks,"Really? Because I feel like I have kept you from so much." She buries her face into his chest, hating to show so much emotion in front of so many strangers at a festival while she should be having fun with her husband.

Ezra strokes her hair, face falling and he forces her to look at him, wiping the tears from her cheeks, "Aria. Aria, look at me." She keeps her eyes locked on the ground, so he kneels down on one knee, making her gaze meet his, "You haven't kept me from anything. Do you hear me? Never think that. I told you a long time ago that being with you is better than anything else. Jobs come and go, but you," He kisses her hand that is still sitting in his,"are always here to stay. If you want to move to New York, we'll pack up in a day and move up there. I just don't want to take you from your life in Rosewood. It's where you grew up, it's where your family is, it's where your friends are. I'll go wherever you need me to go." He pauses in his lecture, "So, after a month, Nick called me and said that he would extend the offer for seven years. He wanted to give me enough time to marry you and then you could move up with me when you were ready." Ezra opens up his arms, still kneeling on the ground, and she crawls into them, sniffling into his thin t-shirt. He rubs her back, trying to soothe her, "Shh...Aria, it's alright. Come on, sweetheart, don't cry." He whsipers into her hair, "You think that me telling you about where the suprise is will help you calm down?" She nods into his shoulder, her sniffling suddenly quieting. He murmurs, "Gotcha."

Aria pulls away, punching his shoulder playfully, a smile forming on her face, "Jerk."

"That was some good acting. Almost had me going there for a minute."

She wipes her eyes, "When Mikey ws born, I'd make myself cry so I'd get all the attentuon and not him." She laughs and helps her husband to his feet. She drags him down by his shirt and kisses him. She leans her head against his chest, "Your right when you say its not fair at what we had to go through, but,"She kisses him again, "I rather take all of that drama then not trying to be you at all."

Ezra smiles, "Can we promise one another to teach this baby in here, " He places his fingertips on the very vague bump on her stomach, "to fall in love with someone who is close to his or her own age?"

she blushes and giggles, "And have them miss out on all the sneaking around, apartment dates with Chinese food and old movies, running away to Phillie for a simple date and making out in the woods in the front seat of a car? Which were some of the best and exciting times in my life."

"Aria, really? You want your baby girl-or boy-to go through the same things that we had to go through?"

She rolls her eyes, "You really need to get sarcasm better, Ezra. Of course not. No mother wants that for her child, to make the same mistakes she and her father did. I want my- I mean our- baby to make his or her own mistakes. I don't want to get a call from the high school saying our teenage daughter was found with her teacher in the front seat of his car-" The pained expression on her husband's face stops her, "Sorry, Ezra. I'm just saying that this baby is going to make their own mistakes."

He thinks for a moment, "If I got the call, I'd say, 'Deja Vu. She's just like her mother'"

Aria bites her lip and shrugs. "Hey, without you being my English teacher, we probably never would have saw one another again after our little makeout session in the bar."

Ezra chuckles and nods, "True." He smiles and presses his lips against hers again, "I love you, Mrs. Fitz."

She leans her forehead against his, grinning widely, "I love you, Mr. Fitz."

PLLPLLPLLPLLPLLPLLPLL

Aria resists the urge to pull the blindfold over her head, curiour on why she felt cool sand between her toes,"Ezra, where are you leading me?"

"Your too curious for your own good. Here I am, the sexy beast I am, leading my beautiful and hormonal pregnant wife to suprise location in Italy for our first time really alone together on our goneymoon and you can't stop complaining."

"You better shut up before you find my hand upside that big, thick head of yours."

"Point taken." He chuckles at her threat and finally stops pulling her gently across the sand, "Okay. Now, take off the blindfold and open your beautiful green eyes."

She does as shes told and when the fabric falls from her face, her mouth dropping. In front of her Rome, one hundred feet down. A bed with a small picnic its on the edge of the roof, which is covered with snowy sand.

Ezra kisses her hair, his two hands entwining with hers, resting their hands between them, "Now you know why I wanted to keep this place a secret. I wanted to treat you to something special."

Aria pushes the hair out of his eyes, smiling, tears starting at the corner,"Ezra, my sweet,goofball of a husband...Being with you is something special."

He grins, ruffling his hair, "Hopefully, our baby will one day get over the fact that their old man is hideous."

This is an example of why PLL is called Pretty Little Liars. Ezra is a compulsive liar.

Her smile grows, "Well, I think that they will love their daddy with all their heart." She kisses the tip of his nose, "Your not that hideous."

"Wow, thanks." He bites his bottom lip and leans down to kiss his wife and isn't suprised when her lips immediatly meet his. His arms instinctively twine around her waist and her hands cradle hi face. He scoops her up without any difficulty, sitting on the small bed.

When they break apart, Ezra lights the candle for their picnic and takes out the bottle of ginger ale and two glasses, "I know you felt a little weird about drinking coffee when I was chugging down white wine by the ounce, so I sprung for an $8 bottle of ginger ale for our date tonight. Plus, your mom said it'd help-"

She cuts him off by popping open the two liter bottle and purs him a glass, "You talk too much." She takes a sip of her own and then perks up, "Let's play a game. Every time that we have ever lied to one another, we take a swif. Deal?"

His smile reappeats and he nods,"I'll go first, then." He thinks for a moment, "When I first found out you were my student and I told you I could keep my feelings in check. That was a major lie." He rubs the bacl of his neck,"It hurt like a rusty knife stabbing me in the gut when I said it."

She smacks his hand to help him stop his terrible habit that annoyed the heck out of her, "Okay...Um...Ah!" She grins mischeviously, "When I told you that my friends didn't know about us. You know, when you casted Hanna and Spencer in 'The Bad Seed'?"

He rolls his eyes, "Like I believed you. By the way they looked me, I figured it out on my own." She just shrugs and they clink their glasses together and take a sip. Aria rubs her husband's knee, "Your turn."

Ezra runs his hand through his curly black-brown hair, "When I told you that I thought someone didn't like the way I parked. I knew someone saw us but I just wanted you to feel like you were right."

"Which I am 24/7."

"Of course."

Aria breathes deeply, "Remember when I found B-26 and I told you I moved on?" She meets his gaze with a small, soft smile, "I was still madly in love with you."

They touch glasses and Ezra swallows deep in his throat, "Can we switch games?"

"Yeah sure. Whatever you want." She lays across his lap and gazes up at him, grinning, "What do you have in mind?"

"How about the game when I tell how much I love you and I'd do anything to see that beautiful, white smile on your face? Wait a minute! That's not a game I play. It's just my duty as your husband."

She reaches up and strokes his cheek, "My duty as your wife is to love you no matter many times you annoy the Italian out of me. And to tell you how handsome you are, even if your balding and rocking a beer gut."

He laughs and glares at the almost unnoticeable bump on her stomach, then into her eyes again, "your a little ahead of me, don't you think?" He grins widely at the glare, she shoots him. He leans down and kisses her forehead, "I'm just kidding. Your my beautiful wife, who has that motherly glow on her face and that beautiful twinkle in her eyes."

Aria kisses his hand, "Well, your my sexy beast of a husband, who had that boyish smile and those beautiful sparkling dark blue eyes." She pokes his flat stomach playfully, "I know oyu'll never have a beer guy or a receding hairline. Though you may gray a little bit after you have to raise a baby girl."

"Hey, maybe she'll be easygoing and calm just like her old man."

She smiiles up at hin, "Or she'll be a pain in the butt like her Mommy had been when she was an infant."

Ezra plays with a lock of her hair, "As an infant?" He winces as her fist meets his should, "Ow!"

"You deserved that, Ezra."

"Okay. Maybe I did. How am I your punching bag?"

She giggles and bites her bottom lip, not responding so he shrugs off the aching pain in his shoulder, "I wonder what Harry packed up for us to eat tonight."

"Of course you would be hungry, you pig." She sits up off his lap and starts digging through the picnic backet. She laughs as she takes out two plates, two sets of silverware, and the somehow still steaming hot bowl full of spagetti, "This must be the spagetti Harry was telling us about this morning." She breathes in deeply, "Really does smell good, doesn't it?'"

He inhales the warm scent of Italian food and remarks, "Harry wasn't wrong." He breathes in again, this time breathing in Aria's hair, "Do you want to eat now or later?"

"I thought you were hungry."

He tips his head at her, his right hand stroking her cheek and his left hand rubbing her thigh, "Maybe I wasn't talking about food?"

She sets down the spagetti container and immediatly presses herself against her husband, kissing him tenderly, knotting her fingers in his hair. He quickly breaks away to blow out the candle...

There you go! Now if your confused about the whole phone convo with Nick, I am thinking about maybe having Ezra and Aria move to New York after McKenzie is born. What would you guys think about that? Tell me your opinions, because as you know, they are very important to me.

Another thing: I am planning a big suprise during Aria's pregnancy, something that will change both of their lives forever. And make the sweet, nuturing Ezra really come out. I think ya'll will enjoy it. So, what do you think about that idea?

After this chapter, they are heading back to the states and getting settled in Rosewood (Though not for long.) You'll find that not everyone in Rosewood will be so welcoming. So, theres some spoilers for you.

Okay, then. That's all I have for now. See ya next update!