A/N: Yes i knew you thought I fell of the face of the Earth, bringing my story with me. But, I'm baack! So again thanks to all you reviewers, people who favorite my stories and all of you who keep comming back. As always my beta recives to beta of th year award for sticking with me, (ThirteenXSeventeenXNineteen you rock!) So yeah read and enjoy! and if you want oufits, the links will be on my proflie upon request. Okay now read!
Chapter 7: April 21
I was stuffed. The rehersal dinner had gone off without a hithch. Ezra hugged me, but I didn't want to let go. I was staying with Hanna, Spencer and Emily for one last hurrah and Ezra was supposed to be staying with Hardy at the hotel where the out of town guests were staying.
"Babe," I moaned out. My eight month belly was getting in the way and the baby was kicking my pelvis to a pulp. Ezra looked at me. "Not only are you crushing my belly but due to you being so close to me, my pelvis is now a bone pulp," He smiled, kissed me on the lips and also stuck a bit of tounge in for good measure, and stepped away from me in response.
"Sorry, I keep forgetting," he said, breaking out his boyish grin. "Goodnight love," he said, taking my hand and kissing it, then walked back to his car, leaving me on the driveway. I walked into Spencer's barn where the festivities had already started. Hanna was applying a green goop to her face, Emily was taking off her red nail polish and Spencer was setting the mood with good old vinyl records. We spent most of the night having fun and when it came time for bed, I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned all night, which didn't help the whole baby situation.
When dawn (and the jelly filled doughnuts) finally arrived, I was in full wedding mode. The Hastings had lent us their backyard for the wedding and reception, our backyard was a tad too small. I saw workers traveling back and forth carrying tables linens flowers and an arch for the ceremony. We had hired a hair and makeup team to come and do me and the girls and my mom's makeup for the day.
We had mimosas and someone had thought enough to bring a bottle of non-alcoholic wine for me too.
Everyone looked stunning. Hannah had her hair in a loose wispy bun and super girly makeup. Spencer looked as preppy as ever in a slick behive and minimal makeup. Finally, Emily had a sporty ponytail.
Once all the girls had gotten into their dresses, a short yellow taffeta bubble dress number, and my mom was in her dress, a longer champagne dress with a matching lace quarter sleeve bolero over it, they had to daunting task of getting me into my dress.
I had gotten pretty huge in the past few months and I could barely lift my feet up off the ground so we had to get artsy with the dress. It was a loose taffeta dress with a sweetheart neckline (which accentuated what my pre-pregnancy body did not have) and small straps. The length of the dress was very Avant garde with lots of little poufs of material along the dress and around the empire waist. I got undressed and threw my hands up as the girls slipped the dress over my head and large belly thankfully the dress fit. I turned to look in the mirror and saw myself. The dress looked stunning. I had chosen to wear my hair down, Ezra liked it that way. My makeup was subtly sexy and light at the same time. I had simple white flats on that were three sizes different from my normal size. Tucked in my hair was a white and yellow daisy, the only accessory I wore was the simple engagement ring and a necklace Ezra had given me a few years back which I now realized matched the ring nearly perfectly. Sneaky Sneaky.
The girls carried white and yellow daises and so did I. We lined up, I had to pick out of a hat the order that the girls would walk in, Emily Hanna and Spencer. We heard the string quartet start and the girls started their slow walk down the aisle. I swallowed hard and started to walk as the music morphed into a different tune. I saw Ezra standing at the end of the aisle. I barely saw the faces around me, they were standing around the tables that were set up. I reached Ezra and he took me in his arms for an untraditional hug and kiss on my cheek. My pelvis was on its way to a pulp.
The pastor began to speak but all I could see was Ezra. His boyish grin made me melt and I had to remind myself that I couldn't jump all over him, yet at least. The minutes seemed to drag on but when it was over, it flew by.
"You may now kiss the bride," I heard him say. Finally.
Ezra took my face in his hands and drew my face closer and our lips met. It felt amazing to have his lips against mine. His lips parted slightly and my lips moved with him and his tongue slipped into my mouth for a few seconds before he closed my lips again and we pulled away. I hadn't even noticed my pelvis hurt. I smiled and seconds later, we were engulfed in people.
We were congratulated and patted on the back and congratulated again. Dinner was Ezra and I's favorite food, pasta and after the dinner, the DJ started up. After all the mandatory dances Ezra grabbed me by the hand and lead me to one of the tables.
"Aria, this is my mother, Michelle, and my stepdad Kirk. This is Aria."
I saw where Ezra got his looks, He and his mother looked nearly identical. Michelle had a heart shaped face and square jawline and round, Irish smiling eyes. The only difference between the two was Michelle had large, curly red hair and Ezra had the deep black hair. Kirk was your typical stepdad, wearing the embarrassing moccasins and all, but he seemed really nice. Eventually, two kids joined the table. I assumed they were Alex and Jenifer.
Alex resembled closely his mother and Ezra and even the hair was like Ezra's. I admit, he was pretty cute, and now my brother in law. Jenifer looked more like Kirk, large eyes and high cheekbones and a cute button nose. Her smile was a megawatt and I was pretty sure Mike had already ogled over her.
Ezra also introduced me to his dad and stepmom, who were the complete opposite of his mom and stepdad.
Meredith seemed like the uptight mom who wears yoga pants and zippered jackets to the soccer cames and drives a Lexus and gets her blonde roots done every other week. She was wearing an off the shouder boat neck dress with rouching and a large jewel at the top to gather it all in. She was waring a sexier version of Michelle's dress. Figures. She gave a fake smile and his dad was typical I-marry-trophy-wives-when my-wife-gets-bad-in-bed He looked like Ezra though. I hoped this wasn't my future.
We talked for a moment when Carter walked over.
He. Looked. Just. Like. Ezra.
Aria, you're married to his brother. You are married to his brother.
I admit, he was my age, looked like Ezra, even had the same little smile. Oh the irony.
He smiled and talked to his parents in hushed tones and Ezra and I moved on. It was getting close to sundown when I felt a pain in my back and then one in my pelvis. All the sudden, I felt it. I paniced and I cried. I was standing by Ezra and he panicked because I was holding my stomach and crying. We had a month or two to go!
"Ezra, need to go… now… hospital… BABY!" was all I could sputter out. I felt an arm on my own that stabilized me, and then another. It was Michelle and Ella. They slowly walked me to a chair where I sat down. There was certainly something running down my leg…
Ezra knelt in front of me, put his hand on my belly, which was the size of two watermelons, and weighed twice as much as I did, and looked in my eyes. He looked pathetic with read, teary eyes, blotchy skin and a look I had only seen one other time. A tear rolled down my face.
"It's time." He said. I nodded. He nodded back.
…
We went alone. That was the way we planned it. Everyone at the weeding wished us well and we went on our way. I was currently on a monitor and had a few IV's in my hand. I was afraid of needles and so we opted for no epidural and just some painkillers to ease the labor pains.
Ezra had calmed down dramatically. He was now siting in one of the chairs, playing Tetris and humming to himself. He had left when everything was under control (and I convinced him) to get papers and lesson plans to work on.
"Great way to spend our weeding night," I had commented around two in the morning.
I had tried to sleep, to no avail, and I was now having contractions every minute or so. The doctors say another hour and I'll be good to push.
Half an hour later, when the nurse came in, Ezra was snoring lightly. He snapped awake when the door clicked shut.
"Wa? What did the nurse say?" This had happened several times before.
"She's getting the doctor," I sad, pushing the bottom to sit me back up. "I'm ready to go." I said. He came over and I placed my hand in his. He kissed me softly on the lips and then backed up as the doctor and nurse and a few other people came in.
"Well Miss Montgomery," the doctor said.
"It's Fitz now," I said, the thought like a brand new toy or a novelty ice cream with bubble gum balls for the animals eyes that your parents only got on the hottest days of the years.
"Well, Mrs. Fitz, we're going to get you all situated and we will start this," he said as the nurse moved the little things my legs were supposed to go onto and the nurse got some different thing together. I squeezed Ezra's hand one last time as I prepared to make him a father.
It took longer than I had thought it would. I had been pushing for half an hour now and the baby was now getting close. And boy, did it hurt.
"Aria," I think we are going to have to take you back and do a c-section. The baby seems to be stuck and we need to get him or her out soon. Are you okay with that?" Poor friendly nurse. I thought Ezra was going to punch her.
"But that's not in the birthing plan." He was a deep shade of red with blotchy spots of blue and white.
"Fuck the goddamed birthing plan Ezra!" I didn't mean to snap but I had a HUGE contraction that was radiating all the way to my forehead.
The nurse smiled and nodded. I felt the urge to push one last time. I did so and the nuse looked at me. She urgently sat down and looked shocked. I could see through the mirror on the celing just what was so shocking; the head was halfway out.
"Alright. We will cancel the c-section," she said as she began coaching me through the delivery. The doctor came in, saw my progress and called someone to cancel. The shoulders were right there when I let out a blood curdling scream, and blacked out.
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