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Here is chapter six.

Aria smiled as she took notice of the look that appeared on Ezra's face. It was no longer a look of anger or malice but instead a look of happiness and anticipation.

"Jake, can you come in here for a minute? There is someone mommy wants you to meet."

As Aria called for Jake to join them in the living room Ezra took in a deep breath and braced himself for what was to come. To say he was nervous would be an understatement. On the outside Ezra looked calm, cool, and collected but inside Ezra was a mess and his stomach was doing somersaults. He was about to formally meet Jake for the first time. He was about to meet his son.

Ten seconds hadn't passed before Jake dropped the small car that occupied his attention and ran as fast as his small legs would carry him into the living room where his mother was standing with Ezra. Ezra took a long look at Jake and was overwhelmed at how much the boy resembled him when he was a child. It was like looking at a clone of Ezra as a boy. He had the same dark brown hair and deep blue eyes. It was unreal.

"Whoa there buddy. Slow down."

Jake did as he was told and stopped just short of where Aria was standing. He looked up at her and grinned before moving his attention to the tall man who was standing next to her. Jake furrowed his brow and attempted to give Ezra his best look of curiosity. Ezra looked down at Jake and a small smile appeared on his face as he took in the boy's confused expression. Aria on the other hand couldn't contain her laughter and a soft chuckle escaped her lips.

"Who's that mommy? I saw him before."

Aria did her best to bend down to Jake's level and looked him straight in the eye. "Jake, this is my good friend Ezra Fitz."

Aria couldn't come up with a better way to introduce him in such a short period of time so she settled for a friend. But in reality were they even friends. She wasn't so sure. Before she had time to think any further on the topic of where she and Ezra currently stood she was interrupted by her son's familiar voice.

"Fitz?" Jake said pointing his small finger in Ezra's direction for a moment before pointing the same finger back at himself. "That's my name."

Aria heard a loud gasp and she looked up only to realize that Ezra had sucked in another breath. Had she forgotten to mention that she had given Jake his last name?

"Jake," she said glancing once more in Ezra's direction before returning her attention to her son. "Ezra is your daddy."

"You're my daddy?" Jake said as he once again pointed his small skinny finger up at Ezra.

"Yeah buddy I am."

Jake motioned for Aria to pick him up and she quickly obliged. This gave Jake an opportunity to come face to face with Ezra. "I have a daddy?" he said as a wide smile appeared on his face.

"Yes Jake. Of course you do."

Jake's statement was followed with a moment or two of uncomfortable, awkward silence. Well it was uncomfortable for the two adults in the room none the less. But just like any three year old, Jake was quick to break the ice when he stuck out his small hand as if he were waiting for Ezra to shake it. "Nice to meet you, I am Jacob Spencer Fitz." He spoke in his best big boy voice.

Ezra was a little thrown off by the boy's bluntness but was quick to stick his hand out in reply. "Nice to meet you too buddy. It's so nice to meet you." Ezra shook Jake's hand and paused for a moment in an attempt to store this memory in the front of his mind. It was the first time he had ever spoken to his son. He had a son. It was all surreal to him. Aria, the woman who he had loved for so long, and did in fact still love was the mother of his son.

For the next hour Ezra got acquainted with his son as Aria watched in amazement. Jake attempted to give Ezra the "grand tour" of his small room and introduced Ezra to each and every one of his toys. Jake had yet to refer to Ezra as "dad" or "daddy" or any version of the term instead sticking with phrases like "Hey you" but Aria knew Jake would say the word in his own time whether it be five minutes, five days, or five weeks; Jake would get there.

It was nearing eight thirty and Jake hadn't left Ezra's side since learning he was his father. "This is my hot wheels race track. " Jake explained pulling a large contraption from his closet. It was a piece that looked bigger than he did. "Auntie Spencer got it for me when I turned this many." Jake laid the plastic play set on the carpet and lifted up three fingers for Ezra to see.

"She did, did she?"

"Uh huh. " Jake answered nodding his head back and forth.

"That's great Jake."

Ezra sat in amazement as he listened to his son tell him all about the gift Spencer Hastings had gotten him for his birthday. He didn't fail to mention how Spencer was his favorite aunt and they always did fun stuff together. Ezra couldn't help but think that he was going to have to thank Spencer one of these days for looking after his boy.

Minutes later Ezra finally managed to steer his attention away from Jake long enough to realize that it was now pitch black outside. He pulled up the sleeve of his shirt and took a look at his watch. It was now nearing nine o'clock. He had to get going. It was getting late and he still had papers to grade and a very important phone call to make.

"Jake," Ezra spoke as he stood up from his spot on the carpet where he had been watching Jake play, "I've got to get going buddy."

"Do you have too?' Jake's voice had quickly turned from happiness to disappointment in a matter of seconds. Jake shot a look up at Ezra and waited for a reply.

"Yeah buddy. I'm sorry but I've go home. And I bet it's passed your bed time little man."

"No it's not. " Jake said as a smile appeared on his face. "Yes it is" he laughed. "But don't tell my mommy okay."

Ezra laughed and nodded. He slowly exited the room with Jake not trailing far behind. "Hey Aria, I'm going to head out." '

"Yeah okay. That's fine."

"Thank you for everything. Thank you for finally believing me and most importantly for letting me meet this guy." He said gesturing down to Jake who now stood beside him.

"You're welcome. We can talk more tomorrow." Aria answered and watched as Ezra took one last glance at Jake and made his way to the door.

"Bye daddy." Jake yelled as he watched Ezra step out of the apartment and on to the cement ground. Ezra was taken by surprise at his statement and nearly lost his breath for a moment. When he was finally able to regain his composure a huge smile came across his face and his eyes lit up in happiness. He quickly looked back at Jake and replied. "Bye buddy." And with that he closed the door happier than he had been in a long time.

But he still had a bone to pick with his sister and he wasn't the least bit thrilled with that.

Fifteen minutes later Ezra pulled his car into his own apartment complex and took the first available spot. He quickly exited and walked the all too familiar path to room 3B. The apartment held so many memories both good and bad. When he finally entered his apartment he pulled out his iPhone, a phone he had recently gotten after realizing he was in need of an upgrade from the small black flip phone he had carried around for so many years. He spotted his sister's familiar out of state number rather quickly and softly tapped the call button all the while bracing himself for the harsh words he was sure would soon escape his lips.

He didn't have to wait long because after just one ring Gretchen answered the phone and her familiar voice echoed. "Hello."

"What the hell Gretchen?"

Ezra could hear a gasp on the other line. "Don't call me and start out with "what the hell.""

"You know what I just got through doing?" Ezra spoke in a harsh tone not exactly waiting for a reply but getting one anyway.

"No, enlighten me would you?"

"I just left Aria Montgomery's house. That name sound familiar to you?"

'Oh shit." Gretchen mumbled under her breath but Ezra was still able to hear her.

"Oh shit is right Gretchen. I just met my son for the first time. What the hell did you do?"

"And you think I'm the one who hid him from you. Ezra she did not me."

"Cut the crap Gretchen. She told me everything. She told me how she called here one afternoon and ended up being forced to leave a message about her pregnancy. And you happen to be living with me at the time. You're the only one mean enough to stoop down to that level and delete the message knowing how important it was."

Gretchen took a deep breath and began to realize that there was no use lying about what she had done any more. She had already kept this huge secret from Ezra for three years and there was no denying she had done it.

"Yeah I did it. Okay. So what?"

At that moment Ezra thought that if Gretchen had been standing in range he may have done something crazy. He would never hit a girl. No but something would have been done.

"So what?' Because of your lying ass I missed out on three years of my son's life. Thanks a lot."

"Not my problem."

Ezra couldn't believe how hateful and unruly Gretchen was being. Who was he kidding of course he could believe it. She was Gretchen. She was a bitch. That was simply who she was.

"I understand that you don't care about anyone but yourself Gretchen, but how could you do this to me?"

'"Look Ezra I was protecting you." She was quick to reply. It sounded good enough right. "I was protecting you. Who wants a kid when their supposed to be a bachelor? I knew it would of ruined your life especially since it was just some fling. "

That drew the line. The line was drawn. Aria was not just some fling. She was the love of his life and he wouldn't stand for hearing her be being belittled in such a way. "She was not a fling. I loved her." He paused for just a moment. "I love her. But that is none of your business."

"Yeah right."

"Gretchen you're such a bitch. And I can see now that this conversation is getting nowhere I'll never forgive you for the hurt you have caused me." And with that he hung up. He no longer wanted to listen to the load of crap that was coming out of his sister's mouth.

Ezra ended the call and flung the phone onto the leather sofa in one motion. Then he took a seat on the couch himself. So many thoughts were currently running through his mind. Why had Gretchen erased the message? Why was she so hateful? How had his life turned out like this? But the thought that continued to overpower all other thoughts: He wanted…no needed Jake in his life and he wanted to be the father that Jake wanted him to be. And he wanted Aria too. But they couldn't just pick up where they left off. Could they?

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