Ezra was not far away from home at all. He had already been on his way back, but Aria didn't know that. In just three minutes, Ezra had parked the car, and dashed inside and up the stairs. With Aria laying there unconscious, Ezra quickly gathered her up and carried her out to his car. Rushing to this hospital faster than he ever had before, Aria's breath become more steady. Ezra did not know whether or not this was a good thing; or a bad thing. He rushed her inside the emergency room, where Doctor Ranaldi quickly recognized both Ezra, and the unconscious beauty in his arms.
"What happened?" Doctor Ranaldi said, quickly rushing over.
"I don't know," Ezra shot back. "We were on the phone, and then suddenly she kept telling me to hurry, to hurry..." Ezra continued.
"Her blood levels. They must be off. It's the only reasonable cause for this type of predicament," he said.
"Please, give her the transfusions," Ezra said. And then Ezra realized something. If Doctor Ranaldi was working in the emergency room office for the day, he had not yet been to the clinic. He had not yet heard Aria's message. Which means he had no good reason to deny her these transfusions.
"Yes, yes of course," Doctor Ranaldi said.
As the doctor and Ezra rushed to the back room with Aria, Ezra saw someone out of the corner of his eye. She smiled at him and gave him an approving nod of the head.
Spencer Hastings had done nothing but support Ezra in this situation. They both had agreed that the best decision for Aria would be for her to stay alive; although Spencer had never expressed these thoughts aloud. When they reached the back room, they sat Aria upright in a chair, and Ezra held her hand. He would be here when she woke up. He would never leave her side. Doctor Ranaldi quickly setup the station in order to do the transfusion, and injected Aria with blood of the same type as hers from a donor. Slowly, the blood dripped into Aria's arm.
"When she wakes up, she might not remember ever passing out," the doctor said.
"But otherwise; she will be okay?" Ezra asked.
"Yes," Doctor Ranaldi said, as he walked out of the room.
Slowly but surely, Aria regained consciousness, and looked up to meet Ezra's eyes.
"How could you," she muttered. "How could you do this to me?" Tears poured down her face, as she seemed to hyperventilate and breathe harder and harder.
"Aria, I'm sorry," Ezra said. He went to touch her hand. "Why?" She asked.
"Because," he said. "Because why!" She yelled. "Because, I love you, and I'm so selfish that I could not bear to lose you. I do not want to have to continue without you, knowing in my heart, that you could have been saved," he said. "I... I love you," she said. "I love you too. I always have. And I always will." he said, gazing into her eyes. "Oh, Ezra," she said. "The baby... It's moving," she said, as Doctor Ranaldi walked in. "Aria, that is not possible," he said. "The baby should have died immediately after the first transfusion was started," he said. "I swear I'm not crazy! It's moving inside of me!" She shouted. "This... It's not... It can't be," Doctor Ranaldi said. "It seems your body has found a way to accept the blood without it affecting the baby," he said. "Aria, if this keeps up... You will be able to deliver," he said. Ezra looked at her and smiled. This was impossible; but both Ezra and Aria could not have been happier.