A/N: Chapter Three guys ! Enjoy

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Three

It had been 3 month since Ezra left for the army, three month that I found out that I was expecting. I missed Ezra a little bit more every day, from the moment I wake up to the moment I fall asleep feeling cold without his warm embrace. Today is the first day of my second trimester, today I can officially tell people that I am pregnant, even if I don't really have any special person to tell it to. My mom died giving birth to me and my father is currently living in Iceland. I haven't talk to him since the war started… I don't know if he is in anyway getting involved in the war or if he is safe still working as Hollis correspondent in Iceland. The only person I wanted to tell was Ezra, we haven't talked since he left. Not that I didn't want to, I started hundreds of letters, but every time, I couldn't get through it. I didn't know what to ask or what to say. I wasn't sure that I could handle his answer. War coverage by the media stay down to a minimum when it comes to details, we know it's hard and horrible but we are just left with those words. Sure, hearing from Ezra would be such a relief but hearing what he is going through and how much harsh the war is, is not something I was sure I could handle. But today, coming back from my doctor appointment where he told me that my pregnancy was going on just like it should, I knew this was the moment to tell him, to take actions, swallow my fears sit down and write him a letter.

I sat down at my white oak desk in the corner of our living room. The sun was starting to fade out and the cold December air was starting to fill out the room as the heat of the sun was slowly disappearing. I opened the first drawer, took out my letter papers, a pen and set them up in front of me. I took a sip of my warm tea and with my left hand on my small but yet baby bump and started writing the most difficult, joyful and heartbreaking letter I ever had to write. I wrote and wrote with only my desk lamp as a source of light. I wrote during what seemed hours, writing, throwing ten or maybe draft in the middle of my living room. I wanted to nothing more but to pick up my phone and call him instead of writing this to him. But finally after three long hours behind this desk, I had finished my letter. I rose up, grabbed my letter and went to sit down on the couch next to the framed picture of our wedding day.

Dear Ezra,

I am deeply sorry for being such a terrible wife, I know that when we talk about you being away, I told that not a week would go by without a letter from me. And yet here we are three month after you climbed on that plane and this is my first letter. Actually this is not the first one, it's only the first that I could complete without falling apart.

I keep calling the "army office" and they keep hanging up on me declaring that they can't give away information concerning soldiers. I don't even know if you are still alive but this huge part of my heart knows that you still are. I want to believe and I somehow feel that you are still alive.

How are you? Don't spare me any feelings by telling me that you are fine, that the war isn't as bad as I think it is. That you don't go that often in combats, that you never were on the edge of getting killed. I want to know the truth, I wasn't sure I could handle it before but know I know that I am ready. You are my soul mate and I need to know what you are going though so I can help you get through this rough time.

I miss you a little bit more every day, but I also know that with every day that passes by, that I am one day closer to kiss you again, that you are one day closer to coming home to me

How is Hardy? I really do hope that he is ok too, that you two are helping each other during this horrible time. I pray for you two every day, I beg whoever is up there to spare you from this useless, unworthy war. Tell Hardy that even though sometimes I think he is a pain in the ass, I love him very much and I do really really hope that he will be by your side when you get off that plane when all of this is over.

Ezra, my sweet Ezra, the real reason why I am writing this letter in the first is because I need to tell you something. I have been trying to tell you this for the past three month. Since the day that I found out I was debating with myself either to tell you or not. This news is so important to my heart and I hope that you will feel the same kind of happiness and excitement that I experienced when I found out. I tried to talk myself out of telling you because I don't want you to worry about me or get distracted being scared or stressed for me when all I want you to do if focused on staying alive and keeping you and Hardy safe.

When you will get back home, I won't be the only person waiting for you. Unless you come back before May and then you will be there to witness and help me welcome your son or daughter into this world. Yes, I am three month pregnant. I won't lie and tell you that I am not scared and worried about being pregnant without you by my side but I couldn't be more happy about this. This baby was made out of love and I already love him/her so much that it hurts not being able to share it with you. Don't worry, I am not leaving you out of this pregnancy, our baby gets to hear stories about you every single ever since I found out about it.

I miss you so much that it hurts but I know that you are going to come back to me. Until them know that I love you more than life itself. Stay safe, fight your life and before we know it you will be back home with me and our child. Je t'aime.

Your Aria.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks but the smile on my face wasn't fading away. I knew deep down that Ezra would be back home and be a part of this child life. I fold the letter and slipped it into the special army envelope. Inside the letter I joined a copy of my first ultrasound and wrote on the back "You are our hero".

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I hadn't been into work since Ezra left, it's like him leaving sucked the energy out of my system. But last night after writing the letter and sleeping without crying myself to it. I called the High School principal, aka my boss and told him that I would come back if my English teacher position was still waiting for me.

I parked my car on the school parking lot. I hadn't really set a foot out of my house in the past three month and quite frankly I must admit that it felt good being back where I could do the thing I love the most in this world, teach English. I walked down the hall acknowledging some of my students who apparently seemed happy to see me again. I reached the teacher lounge, opened the door and there I was greeted by Rose Campbell. Rose is the closest friend I have in this town. We went to college together and somehow ended up both working at Rosewood High, me as an English teacher and her as an History one.

"Oh my god Aria, I am so glad to see you back in this room. How are you?" Rose Asked before embracing me in a really tight hug.

"I can't breathe Rose" I chucked

"Oh sorry, I am just so happy to see you again" Rose replied giving me a sad look

"Don't give me that look Rose, I am fine."

"I am so sorry that I wasn't there for you in the past three month. I can't even imagine how hard it must be without Ezra. I just didn't know what to say or what to do."

"It's ok Rose, plus I am not even sure I would have let you in my life during the past months. I think I needed some alone time to accept the fact that Ezra had to leave to defend our country. But I am better know even if I miss him like crazy every minute of the day. I think that coming back to school might be a good thing for me, to keep my mind off of him and this horrible war."

"You are absolutely right, and I promise that from now on I will be here for you."

I was about to leave to go back in my classroom when I remembered that Rose wasn't aware of my pregnancy. I turned around and said "Oh and Rose, I forgot to tell you but I am going to be a mom in a little bit less than six month!"

"AHHH OH MY GOSH ARIA" Rose screamed "this is an amazing news, Congratulation, you are going to be the best mom ever" Once again she hugged me more tight that I would have expected.

"Thanks Rose, it feels good to actually share this news with someone other than my doctor!"

"I am glad to hear that! If you need anything, I am here don't forget it, I am letting you alone again Aria! I will spoil that baby, because come on, that's what friends are for! Oh and Aria, does Ezra know?"

"I send him a letter this morning to tell him"

"I am so sorry that he can't be here with you right now " Rose replied

"So am I… so am I " I said with tears in my eyes but I took a deep breath and smile at Rose before leaving for my first morning class.

This chapter was particularly hard to write, I was actually crying while writing the letter part. I hope that this story is as emotional for you to read than it is for me to write it. I am a sucker for tragedy and love story! You can still tell me if you would prefer a baby boy or a baby girl, I haven't made my mind up yet! For the moment this is what you want:

Baby Boy: 2

Baby Girl: 5

I'll choose the one that gets the more vote!

Also what are your thoughts on Rose? I felt like including a new character cause I felt like Aria should need someone to help her get through this war. Do you like it or not?

Reviews are always welcome and appreciate !

Love you guys

Eléonore