A/N: Thank you all so much for all the positive feedback! As promised, here's chapter two! And if I get at least three reviews, I'll post chapter three by tomorrow afternoon! Enjoy!

If you really are afraid, then you ought to know that you're the one I want,

the one I want for evermore.

Aria stormed from her room and down the stairs. There were tears streaming down her face and she searched desperately for her father.

"Dad? Dad!?" Aria screamed as she glanced around the house.

"I'm in my office," Byron yelled back. Half a second later, Aria was in the door way. He instantly noticed her messed up mascara and distraught expression. "Aria, honey, what's wrong?"

She took a deep breath before explaining. "Ezra's in jail. We ended it, we really did, I promise, but he's there now. I guess they know that we were once together while he was teaching. He needs a lawyer and bail and I'm scared he'll be sent to prison! You know what happens to guys like him in prison! I need help. Please, just please…"

"Aria, breathe," Byron ordered. Aria hadn't taken one pause in her explanation and she was shaking like a leaf. "At this moment, he's fine. Aria, he's ok right now."

"But what about in a week? Or a year? Hell, even a minute! Please help him!"

"Aria, I don't know what you want me to do…"

"Just, if they want us to, don't press charges. Please, please, don't press charges." Aria took a quick breath before adding, "I swear we ended things."

"I know you did," Byron responded, "I know you did… I won't press charges, but I'm not about to pay his bail or hire him a lawyer."

Aria started crying again and whispered, "I didn't expect you to." She quickly got a handle on things and clapped her hands together. "I have to call his mother. She can help."

"Okay, honey," Byron said. Aria started walking out the door, but her father called her back.

"Yes?" Aria asked, wiping her eyes.

"Ezra's going to be fine."

Aria nodded and walked away, doubting her father's words. She whipped out her phone and dialed his mother's number. No answer. Aria clenched her jaw and tried calling a few times. Finally, on the seventh call and fourth ring, an irate Dianne answered. "What?"

Aria stuttered, "Um, hi, it's, uh, it's Aria."

"I know that," Dianne huffed. "Why are you calling?"

"It's Ezra. He's in police custody. He wanted me to call you."

"Why didn't he just call me? Why go through you?"

Aria rolled her eyes, "Look, I know you two aren't on the best terms right now, but he needs your help. Please. You're the only person he and myself can think of for help."

Aria heard Dianne sigh into the phone. "I assume he was arrested because of you, yes?"

"Y-yes…" Aria stammered.

"Then I suppose, because he's so insistent on being with you, that he can be insistent on you helping him right now."

Aria couldn't believe what she was hearing! Was this woman so self-absorbed she wouldn't even help her son who was facing prison!? "Mrs. Fitzgerald, please. He might – "

The phone cut off and Aria let out a screech. She thought about begging her father to do exactly what he said he wouldn't but decided it against it. An idea struck her and she quickly grabbed her keys and ran out the door.

Living without you is like TV in black and white.

You turned me on and brought color into my life.

Ezra, while sitting on the hard plank of a bed, thought a thousand thoughts about Aria. He thought about how much he loved her and how much she meant to him. He loved literally everything about her. He also thought about how goddamn addictive she was. If he had never walked into that bar, or never kissed her at Alison's funeral, or let her be with Noel, he would not be sitting in a jail cell. He also thought of how thankful he was for her. He knew that right now, she was probably running amuck and trying to get him help.

I know you get scared sometimes, boy.

Nothing to be feared when you're in my heart.

Aria frantically pulled out of her driveway and broke her rule of no texting while driving. She sent a quick text to Spencer saying: Call me. I need ur mom.

Within minutes, her phone started vibrating in the cup holder it was in. She smiled to herself and sighed with relief. She tapped answer and held the phone to her ear.

"Hey," Spencer said. "Why do you need my mom?"

"Long story. Is she home?"

"Uh, yeah… do you want me to give her the phone?"

"No, it's fine. I'll be there in a few minutes."

"But why – "

Aria hung up before Spencer could continue on with questions. In minutes, she was pulling up to Spencer's mansion. She all but burst open the door and immediately looked for Spencer's mom. It was odd, in all honesty. Aria had ran through the door looking for Spencer thousands of times, but never for Veronica.

Spencer motioned her over to the couch where she was sitting. "My mom's in her office, but I told her that we needed to talk a few minutes ago. She should be here in a minute."

Aria nodded and sat down. Before Spencer could jump down her throat, Aria explained. "Ezra, he's in jail. And it's because of me. He called me and he needs help. My dad and his mom won't do anything and he needs a lawyer. I'm so scared that he'll go to prison. I'm so worried for him…"

Spencer's eyebrows were arched, "I thought you two ended things because he's teaching again."

"We did," Aria assured. "I guess they finally found out that we were together last year."

Spencer was about to reassure her friend, but she was interrupted by a loud clacking of heels. Veronica's gaze lingered on Aria before turning to Spencer. "Do you still need to talk, Spencer?"

"Actually," Aria interjected, "It's me who needed to talk to you."

As Veronica scrunched her eyebrows in confusion, Spencer leaned over to Aria. "Do you want me to be here?" Aria nodded and grabbed her friend's hand. Spencer let out a little laugh. It probably seemed like Spencer and Aria were about to come out of the closet together. She let out another giggle because that's what her mother was probably thinking, too.

"Aria, dear, what's this about?"

Aria ran a hand through her hair and sighed. "Mrs. Hastings, you might already know, or you might totally not, but I was… involved… with a teacher. Mr. Fitz."

Veronica cleared her throat, "Yes, I knew that."

Aria almost questioned how, but decided against it. "Well, he needed a job recently and he got a job at Rosewood High. We knew it was risky, so we ended things a few days ago. Like, really ended things. But, earlier he got arrested. His mom won't help him, his dad's been MIA for, like, ten years, and he just needs help." Veronica nodded and folded her hands in her lap. Aria continued, "I know it's late, but I can't leave him in a holding cell. Is there any chance that you could… I don't know, be his lawyer? He could scrap together money, he just needs someone who can really help."

"When were you two, and Aria, I need an honest answer, exactly together?"

"We met before school started. Then when we realized he was my teacher, he tried to end it, but we just couldn't. Then, he got a job at Hollis and we were fine. Yeah we had the age difference, but it was okay. Then he got fired and he was unemployed for a while. Then, he got a job at Rosewood again about a week ago."

"So, you were together when he was a teacher?"

Aria bit her lip and nodded. "But that was last year! Since his new Rosewood job, we haven't been together."

Veronica looked at her daughter's friend and thanked the heavens that Spencer was never silly enough to get involved with a teacher. "I'll represent him. You don't have to pay because to the Hastings, you're practically family."

Aria squeezed Spencer's hand and smiled from ear to ear. "Thank you Mrs. Hastings! Thank you so much."

"Don't mention it. It's an easy case. Disregarding evidence, as of right now, we can spin it that you and him saw each other after you left Rosewood."

Aria nodded, "That's what I told the principal. When Ezra applied to the district, Principal Appleton asked if we were still together. I said we weren't but we did while Ezra was a Hollis."

"It's believable," Veronica stated. She glanced to the clock. "Let me grab my briefcase and then we can head down to the station. Spencer, stay here. It won't look good if two minors are down there for him."

"Again, thank you, Mrs. Hastings." Veronica only smiled before grabbing her briefcase and leading Aria out the door.

Once they were in the car, Veronica asked more questions about Aria's relationship. She even asked her if her and Ezra ever had sex while he was her teacher. While they hadn't, Aria still had turned beet red. "Um, no, it was once he got fired from Hollis." Aria didn't mention that it was the exact night because she figured it wasn't relevant.

Veronica parked the car a couple of minutes later. "We're here."