I really want to thank everyone who has taken this journey for "Reunited" along with me. It was my first fanfic, and I received tremendous amounts of support! Hopefully you can all do the same as I continue with my other stories.
Shout out to the amazing sburke for her suggestions on the chapter!
Disclaimer: By 43 chapters, I think we get it. I don't own PLL.
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Ezra POV:
There she was. In the real flesh, there was my Aria. She had a certain glow to her as tears began to form in her eyes. A smile grew upon her face as she set Clara aside onto a couch cushion. We seemed to gravitate towards each other, meeting halfway of the short distance to each other.
"Ezra." Aria's hands ghosted over my face, touched every line and curve and characteristic as if she wanted to make sure I was actually there and not just some mirage of a man. She brushed back a curl from my forehead, and I relished the touch of her cool fingertips against my skin.
"Aria." I whispered her name lightly, and traced her cheek bones. I gazed at her lips hungrily, wanting to feel them against mine after waiting so long. It was a selfish thought, but I knew she was thinking the same thing; I detected the same emotion in her eyes.
Giving into her urge, her lips were pressed against mine in an instant. Her hands twined into my hair, and I sighed against her mouth, grateful for the feeling of her soft lips caressing my own. I wrapped an arm around her waist, making sure to allow my hand to brush lightly against the small bump forming there. She took a small intake of breath, but I wouldn't let her get away that fast. I one hand back on her cheek, leaving a hand lightly resting on her stomach, and pulled her close to me once again. The kiss grew more passionate and fevered until Clara cleared her throat. Aria pulled away, blushing, as she cowered into my chest.
"It just like a fairytale." Clara's eyes clouded over dreamily and she got off the couch and walked toward Aria and I with an excited expression. "I have my family back," she giggled and wrapped her arms around both of our legs.
"That you do, Baby," said Aria, picking Clara and allowing her to join in our embrace. For once in the past few days, I felt settled. I felt at peace. The puzzle was put back together.
"Mommy said she's not going anywhere ever again," Clara said giddly.
"Is that so," I asked, kissing Aria on the cheek. "Yes, that it is," replied Aria. "Never again."
"I think this is a cause for celebration! Ellen's Stardust Diner, my treat," I said taking Aria's hand and leading her and our little girl out of the townhouse and into the cold sunshine of January.
Aria POV:
Diner was really, in Ezra's words, a celebration. Of course, at Ellen's, you expect the singing. But the singing only added to the effect of a celebration. I ordered a cake for Ezra's birthday when we arrived, and they sang to him; a perfect chorus of harmony. I wanted to make up for not being around for his birthday as much as possible. He said that my being home was a present enough.
After a late night of roaming around Central Park, Ezra, Clara, and I made our way back home. Clara was near to passed out on Ezra's shoulder, and I felt like everything had returned to normal. This was how things were before I left, and how I planned to leave them.
Getting Clara to bed proved to be an easy task, and Ezra and I retired to our room. His arms wrapped around my waist, and pulled me to his chest. I pressed myself nearer to his body, wanting him to feel the need I had for his touch. His lips lightly peppered my collar bone, and I began to giggle, getting caught up in the moment. There was something I had to run by him though, and it didn't seem right to prolong it from Ezra anymore. It was his child after all.
"Ezra," I looked up at him, "There's something I need to tell you. Before you brush it aside and tell me it can wait, you have to know that it can't. I've waiting long enough, and it's fair to keep it from you any longer."
"What is it, Love?"
"Ezra, I'm…well let's just say in a couple months, there'll be another Fitz running around the townhouse," I said nervously.
"Meaning," Ezra coaxed with a smile on his face.
"Meaning, I'm pregnant, Ezra," I said looking at him with a small but uncertain smile.
"We're having a baby," he said joyously. "We're having a baby," he repeated, beginning to twirl me around the room.
"Yes, Ezra. We're having a baby," I said, crashing my lips onto his once we stopped spinning around the room.
"Aria," he whispered against my lips. "Would you do me the honor of marrying me? This is the last time I'm asking, and if you say no, well then, I think we're all pretty much screwed," he laughed. Bending to one knee, he produced my ring from his pocket and slid it onto my finger. "I've been holding that ring in my pocket for the past 4 days, just waiting to jump at the chance to ask you again."
"You did good, Mr. Fitz. Perfect timing," I said, pressing my lips to his once again.
"So, do you think it'll be a boy or a girl," he said pulling away, the light dancing in his eyes.
"Ezra, just shut up and kiss me. I've gone without it for too long."
"I love you," he sighed. His lips came upon mine, starting slow, put picked up pace and he led me towards the bed, the both of us removing clothing bit by bit. Ezra hovered over me on the bed, as I pressed my lips against his.
"I love you too," I whispered, and let his lips attack my own.
The next morning, I found my body clothed in a Hollis tee shirt, and a smaller body keeping Ezra's from mine. I looked down, feeling a sinking sensation in my stomach. Morning sickness. I ran to the bathroom to exit my sickness, and brushed my teeth. I climbed back into bed, drawing Clara closer to my chest and moving us both closer to Ezra's body.
I felt Clara begin to stir, and nestled her way closer into my body and looked up at me.
"Morning, Mommy," she said. I gave her a kiss and whispered to her to wake up her Daddy. She began to give Ezra kisses all over his check that was facing upwards. He woke from the activity, pulling Clara close to his chest. "Morning sweetie," he said groggily, wiping the sleep from her eyes.
"Morning, Love," I said, leaning over Clara to kiss Ezra. "Don't we have something important to tell her?" Ezra's eyes showed a sign of energy and he seemed awake and vibrant as I hinted towards my pregnancy.
"That we do. You want to do the honors?"
"Don't mind if I do," I said, sitting up and pulled Clara into my lap. Ezra sat up as well, and looked at me expectantly.
"Clara, honey, Merry Christmas," I said, kissing her cheek, remembering her original Christmas wish from just a few months before.
"But Mommy, Christmas passed," Clara said, a perplexed look on her face.
"Honey, don't you remember your first Christmas wish? The one you really wanted in FAO Schwartz, but I couldn't get you."
"A baby sister," Clara asked, remembering what she said. Realization washed over her face, and she beamed a smile at Ezra and I. "I'm getting a baby sister?"
"Well we're not sure whether it'll be a sister or a brother, but yes, Honey, you're getting a sibling." Ezra smiled at Clara's expression and chuckled lightly. "Mommy's having a baby!"
"Finally," Clara said. "We're going to be a real family, and you and Mommy are going to get married, and I'm going to have a baby sister!" Clara clapped her hands together in delight.
I was never one to believe in fate. I always thought that you had to choose your own direction in life and work towards it. But in that moment, I knew that despite the trials and tribulation Ezra and I went through, despite all obstacles, I was supposed to be right here, with a lovely daughter, and Ezra. Fate wanted me to be reunited with the ones I loved, plus a few new ones that came along with it all.
So, this is the last official chapter of "Reunited" besides the epilogue, which will be up soon! I want to thank everyone (whether you've helped me with the story, reviewed, or even just read) for their support! It meant so much to me that I got such an overwhelming response to my first fanfic.
I have many more stories in the works, and please, if you love me, check out "What If?" It's going to be a collection of "What If?" situations involving Ezria and I've already gotten a good response so far.
But please, check it out, and I hope that you'll all follow my future writing for Pretty Little Liars :D
Love always,
.soprano.