Hello everyone! Thanks for being so patient for an update! You're the best! Special thanks to annahlisse for her ideas, and another thanks to shewillbeloved34 for their info about adoption!

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Aria POV:

Christmas and vacation passed in a breeze. We spent the first half, doing your typical holiday season traditions with Clara. Like taking her ice skating in Rockerfeller Center, or looking through the shop windows at Lord And Taylor. The snow had started to sprinkle, causing New York City to look like a winter wonderland. One night, Ezra and I took Clara to see the Radio City Christmas Spectacular; a right of passage for any child. The lights on the trees of the sidewalk cast a glow all around, and there was almost the same lighting effect in Clara's eyes as she watched the show.

We had also taken her to see the tree be lit. It was painstakingly time consuming; we had to get there early to get a good spot to watch, and then wait another 3 hours for the actual even to take place. But in the end, it was all worth it just to see Clara glow in excitement, and quite literally look like a child who just opened gifts of Christmas morning. Taking her Christmas shopping was another ordeal on its own.

"Clara? Do you see anything you like," I asked her as we traveled around the interior of FAO-Schwartz. Even on a Saturday, Ezra had his last batch of mid-terms to administer.

"I told you Mommy. I want a baby sister," said Clara, crossing her arms. No matter how many times Ezra and I had explained to her that things like that don't just come as Christmas presents, her stance on the subject didn't budge. I sighed at her stubborn ways as we continued to the dolls section.

"Clara, just please have an open mind. We have to find things we can put on your Christmas list," I said, exasperated. We strolled around for a few minutes more, until Clara's bell like voice sounded.

"That," she breathed.

"What," I asked, trying to look in the direction her eyes were pointed.

"That," she said, indicating to a gorgeously made babydoll in the doll section. It looked similar to Clara, and I could tell her exact thoughts. It's what she thought a baby sister would look like.

"It's very pretty Clara, you want to put that on the list?" He head nodded eagerly, causing her little curls to bounce. After that, she had an easier time adding things to the list. Finally, we were getting somewhere.

We had spent the remainder of Christmas back in Rosewood, with my family. It was a simple event, although the girls had flown home with their significant others, we stayed with out families. Ezra and I spent some nights revisiting old places that held memories for the both of us. For example, we took a walk which passed his old apartment.

"Oh, the memories. Having to leave 50 seconds before you," I laughed, motioning up to his old apartment complex.

"We don't exactly have to do that anymore, now do we," he asked, lightly kissing the top of my nose. "Do you ever miss it?"

"Miss what," I asked, as we continued to walk down the block. The snow had started to come down, and Ezra and I were bundled up in scarves and hats and warm jackets. Our gloved hands were holding each other. I jerked to a stop in the middle of the road to look at him questioningly.

"Being holed up in my little apartment, with nowhere to go. Just you, me, some take out, and a bunch of old movies."

"Not exactly. I don't miss being couped up in some little apartment, and having to 50 seconds before you did. I like that we can walk around in public, and hold hands, and kiss on the street. Like this," I said leaning up to reach his lips. The street lamps casted a lumiescent glow around us, and it felt like it was a scene from one of those movies. Unfortunately that moment was ruined by a eerily familiar, nasally voice.

"Mr. Fitz? Aria Montgomery?"

We whipped around to see Mona, gaping at us with an open mouth. She was latched onto the arms of a man that I had never seen before.

"Um, hi Mona," I managed to stammer.

"Yes...hello," said Ezra with a cough. She continued to stare at us, until words found her lips again.

"So, you and the teacher, huh? Damn, if I knew you liked younger girls, I would've gone after you a long time ago," she said with a wink. The man standing beside her groaned at her flirting, but Mona was Mona.

"Mona, it's not like," I began to say, until she cut me off.

"Yeah, yeah. Of course it's not. Anways," she said with a wink. "It was great to see you two! Enjoy your holiday! Come on, Bryce," she said tugging on the arms of the man, who looked at Ezra and I, and rolled his eyes. We waited until they had walked completely down the street and around the corner, to begin to laugh hysterically.

The rest of the break went well afterwards. Mom and I, with Clara's help, made a fantastic dinner on Christmas Eve. Ezra had wanted to help, claiming he wanted to show off his new cooking skills, but I made sure that Dad and Mike kept him out of the house. We spent the rest of the night watching "Elf"on repeat, over and over again. Clara didn't want to watch any other movie. Ezra and I got her in bed at a decent time, telling her Santa would only bring her presents if she went to bed by 10 pm. As she slept in the guest room, Ezra and I stayed in my room to wrap presents and put them under the tree.

"Who would've thought you'd actually be spending the night in my room," I laughed as Ezra and I were curled up on the trundle bed. Nothing in my room had changed, with the exception of tinsel and wrapping paper splayed on the ground.

"Mhm," said Ezra, nuzzling my neck. He began to kiss the area, his hands moving under my shirt.

"Ezra, not here," I giggled. "Clara's in the next room, and my parents and brother are downstairs."

"We'll just have to be extra quiet then, now won't we," he said with a mischevious glint in his eye, and attacked my lips.

Clara had loved her gifts, one of them being the baby doll she saw in the toy store back home. She carried it around with her everywhere, naming it Anna. It went to the grocery store with Grandma, and sat on her lap during the plane ride home.

We were now back home, Ezra wheeling in majority of the suitcases. Clara paraded inside with Anna in toe, and exclaimed, "It's good to be home," before racing upstairs to put Anna down for a "nap". Ezra had finally brought the last of the suitcases through the door, and slammed it shut, before letting out a grunt. I quickly gave him a kiss, and said, "I'm going to get some water. You want some?"

"Sure," he said, and followed me into the kitchen. As I reached for the glasses, the familiar back pain shot up.

"Ow," I said, placing a hand on my back.

"You want me to get it for you. I don't want you to strain you're back," said Ezra, rubbing the spot I had my hand placed on, and reached for two glasses.

"Thanks," I said, brushing his lips with mine.

As we sat down in the living room, with our waters in hand, I snuggled into Ezra as he said, "So, tomorrow we're meeting with an adoption lawyer."

My eyes lit up at hearing this. "Really," I asked excitedly.

"Really. This is so exciting, taking the first step to becoming a real family."

"You said it," I said, snuggling deeper into his chest. We rested like that for a few more minutes, until I heard my phone beeping in my bag. I quickly excused myself, reading over the text that was sent to me.

Emily: Emergency! Meet us at Hanna's, stat!

"Ezra," I called. "I've got to go. There's an emergency," I said, running to the door, to pull on my boots, and winter essentials.

"Be safe," he said, twining his arms around me, and pulled me into a hug. "How long will you be?"

"Not sure, however long the girls need me. Love you," I said, pecking him on the lips and rushed out the door.

"What's the emergency," I asked breathlessly as I rushed into Hanna's townhouse. There, in the hallway, stood my 3 best friends, complete unscathed.

"The emergency," said Emily, as she took my bag and Spencer took my coat, "is that we haven't a girls night in forever. You with Ezra and Clara, me with my new job, Hanna and her wedding planning, and Spencer with Toby."

"She's right," said Spencer.

"And I have the guac and chips all ready to go," shouted Hanna, racing into the kitchen, obviously to prepare the snack.

"And isn't there something you have to officially tell us, not just from what we saw on Facebook," asked Spencer.

"Oh crap. Guys! I'm so sorry," I said, sobbing. "I completely forgot to tell you Ezra proposed."

"Woah! Hormonal chick on the loose," laughed Hanna, coming into the living room and set the food on the table. Spencer shot her a look.

"Aria, its ok. We understand completely. Your life has gotten a bit hectic lately," said Spencer, and Hanna and Emily nodded in corfirmation.

"It's not though. I forgot to tell my best friends I'm getting married," I said in between cries.

"Are you ok? Are you PMS-ing or something," asked Hanna.

"No," I wailed. "My period was supposed to come two weeks ago, but it hasn't." I continued crying until I realized what I had just said.

"You haven't gotten your period," asked Emily.

I shook my head in response. "Have you, besides the obvious hormonal issues, had any back pain, or fatigue," asked Hanna. This time, I nodded my head.

"I'm going to the drugstore," shouted Spencer, running to grab her coat, and was out the front door in the blink of an eye.

They say you never forget the time you find out about your first pregnancy. And I sure as hell wouldn't forget mine. I was sitting in the bathroom, staring at the little pink plus sign that seemed to scream 'You're Pregnant' at me, while the girls waited outside the door. I was pretty sure Hanna had her ear pressed up to it; she thought I would give a little squeal if I was.

At first, the little pink sign made me shocked, and then I slowly eased into my fate. Needless to say, I was exhilerated.

"Aria! Are you done! I want to see," yelled Hanna. I tentatively opened the door, an uncertain grin spreading across my face as they took in the plus sign.

"Aria's having a baby," yelled Hanna, excitedly and started to dance around the room, taking Spencer along with her.

"How do you feel," asked Emily.

"I feel excited! Em, Ezra and I are having a baby. An actual baby thats part him and part me. We're having a baby," I said through tears. The girls and I spent the night rejoicing with nauseatingly cheesy chick flicks and tons of guacamole.

"So, are you sure it's Ezra's," said Hanna with a wink as we sat on the ground watching "Easy A".

"Shut up," I said, hitting her with a pillow, with later turned into an all out pillow fight, lasting about an hour, until I decided I had to go home to Ezra. As I was about to leave, Hanna, pulled me aside.

"Tell him when the time is right. Don't rush it. Love you."

That night, as I layed curled up against Ezra's chest, I felt my hands float to my stomach, and I silently said goodnight to the little baby in there.

The next couple of days got extremely crazy. Crazier than usual. I was teaching. Ezra was teaching. We had family time after school with Clara, and dinner. The first adoption meeting went extremely well. Our attorney, Madeline Sparks, was a woman in her early 40's, who completely understood our situation. We had all the imformation cleared and ready to go. The only two downsides was that Ezra and I had to be legally married, and we needed Audrey to fully give up any rights to Clara that she had. It didn't matter that she hadn't been in her life, whatsover, she still was her mother.

Days had gone by since I found out I was pregnant, and I still hadn't told Ezra. There never seemed to be the perfect time. Everything was crazy. I had been laying on the couch, book in hand, and one hand nonchalantly resting on my stomach , until Ezra scooped me up, and plopped me onto his lap.

"Guess what," he asked, kissing my temple.

"What?"

"They've found Audrey, and she's willing to meet with us," he said excitedly. "Tomorrow."

It was now tomorrow, and I was nervously getting dressed him a simple black dress and heels. I ran my hands over my stomach, thankful that nothing was starting to show yet.

Ezra came into the room, dressed and ready to go. "Clara's safely at Spencer's," he said, as I gave him a kiss.

"I like coming home to you," he said smiling. (remember this line? first person to say what scene and episode wins...hmm...brownie points!)

"Mhm," I said kissing him once again. "How do I look," I asked, giving a little twirl.

"You look great. It's perfect! Ready to go?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," I said taking his hand, and we left the townhouse and towards Madeline's office.

The receptionist had sent us right through to see Madeline. I took a deep inhale, and I felt Ezra do the same. He grasped my hand tighter, and pushed open to door. Madeline's office was bright and airy, totally the opposite of what you'd imagine a lawyer's office to look like. There, at the desk, stood Madeline, and besides her stood a beautiful woman, about a few inches taller than me, with dark hair and dark eyes, who could've only been Audrey.

"Hello Ezra," said the woman.

"Audrey," choked out Ezra, as he held onto my hand even tighter than before.

Bah Bammm! Didn't see that coming, did you? Well, actually...most of you did...

Anyways, ARIA'S PREGNANT! :D next chapter is going to be epically amazing! so buckle up! I'm serious about Ezra's line...whoever gets it first wins!

soo...please review! it only takes a few minutes, and is the highest form of flattery :D to all those silent readers out there, DON'T BE SHY!

love always,

.soprano.

p.s...did you see the photos of shirtless Ezra? *dies*