A/N: Thank you so much everyone! I loved all the reviews. I'm trying to keep it long but also only uploading one chapter at a time (unless they somewhat go together) since we are close to the end and i'm still trying to perfect all the loose ends! Please take some time to review like you all have been doing. I enjoy it so much!

Aria had yet to see Jason since he stopped by Spencer's to drop off her bag. At first, she was worried that he had been avoiding her but because they talked on the phone every night it was an unreasonable though. Jason had been swamped with the center and his own business, and she had work and her family in town. Time seemed to be against them for visiting, especially since school was still on break.

"That's really good," Aria complimented to Jack as she watched him color. She was on babysitting duty today since Mike had basketball practice and the adults were out in Phili. Aria wasn't sure what the parents were doing especially since Andrea was supposed to be on bed rest, but she was sure they were fine (her mom did check in with her through text anyways).

Hearing a knock on the door, Aria told Jack to stay put while she went and got it. Glancing through the curtains on the back porch door, Aria saw that it was Jason.

"Hey stranger," she smiled, letting him come in.

"Hey," he said quickly kissing her before she shut the door.

"Jack, do you remember my friend Jason?" she wondered to Mike.

Glancing up, he nodded and then went back to coloring. "Hi."

"So, what are you guys up to?" Jason wondered, stepping closer to Jack to try to get him to open up to him.

"We are coloring," Aria answered when she saw her cousin wasn't paying much attention to Jason.

"Can I see?" Jason asked bending down to Jack's level. Pulling back, Jack held his crayon in his hand and showed him the picture.

"This is mommy," he said pointing to the yellow haired stick figure woman, "and this is daddy."

"Who is this?" Jason wondered, pointing to the dark haired girl holding a little boy's hand.

"That's Ari and me," he said.

"And him?" Jason asked looking at a figure that looked like Mike.

"Mikey and Auntie Ella," he answered, staring at the two other figures in the picture.

"You seem to be a real artist," Jason noted as he stared at the kid.

"Ari put a bunch of pictures I drew in her room," he claimed with bright eyes.

"Oh yea, and what were they of?" Jason asked in the same gentle and enthusiastic tone. As Aria watched them interact, her heart melted. So this is what Jason felt when he saw Jack with her. The sight was so loving and she could see why he wanted to know about their future so badly.

"I'll show you, come on," he said hopping down from his chair and taking Jason's hand to lead him the way. Startled, Jason quickly got up and followed the kid. Sneaking a glance at Aria, he saw her smiling.

"These are awesome," he said after seeing a bunch of hand drawn pictures hung around the walls of her room.

"That ones my baby sister," he said pointing to one of his drawings she hung above her desk.

"Think that's what she will look like?" Jason wondered to the kid as he picked him up in his arms so he could point to more.

"Yea, mommy and daddy said she had hair."

Aria gave a laugh as she leaned against her doorway. Jack was so attentive and smart it amazed her sometimes.

"Jack, did you want to go watch cars?"

"Yea!" he cheered, wiggling from Jason's arms and running for the downstairs.

"Be careful!" Aria called as she saw him leave in a hurry. Jason slipped his hand in hers and the two walked downstairs. Jack was already situated on the couch waiting for his movie to be put on. Getting it all set up, Aria pressed play and made sure he was settled in before leaving the room to talk to Jason. He was still in eye view as the two of them stood in the kitchen so she could keep her attention on both her boys.

"Missed you," Jason murmured to her as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Leaning down for a kiss, he was granted a quick one. "So what can I do for you?" she asked him, taking a quick glance over to the family room.

"Our three month is coming up. I was thinking I could steal you away for the night," he said.

"Isn't our three month in like…a month from now?" Considering the two of them broke up for a while, Aria was unsure if it actually counted.

"Who said we really broke up during that time?" he asked her. Jason kept kicking himself for that time period they weren't together together. It haunted the pair like a sickness.

"Tomorrow then?" she questioned, thinking that then would be the exact date they became a couple.

"I'll pick you up at 7."

"Where are we going?" she wondered with excitement as he held onto her.

"It's a secret," he murmured to her lips as he came closer and closer to them. Giving a coy smile, he pushed the two of them together and wrapped her into a long passionate kiss.

"I'll see you then, then," She replied when they parted. "Anything else I should know?"

"Nope. It's just you and me. Dress casual if you want, it won't really matter."

"Hmm…" she said gathering hints from the words. Hearing his cell phone ring, the two broke apart from each other a bit more so he could dig out the device from his pocket.

"I should go," he told Aria after glancing at the screen. "I love you," he told her, moving some hair from his face.

"Love you too," she replied, kissing him again with a peck and showing him the door. After he left, Aria let her heart flutter in happiness and sat with Jack to watch the movie to compose herself.

"Do you remember this place?" he asked Aria, dragging her into some antique shop. Tomorrow had finally come and Jason picked her up at seven on the dot. He was thinking he was going to be getting another father/ daughter speech from her uncle, this time coming fully prepared to hear it, but it never came. Instead, when Greg answered the door, he welcomed Jason in with a smile and told the two to have fun. It was a bit surprising, but Jason suspected that the older man said what he needed to say to him at the bon fire.

"Have we been here together before?" she wondered, not recalling a time where they went into this place ever.

"You might remember it differently from what it is now," he said walking around the shop with his hand in hers to a certain spot.

"Right here," he said placing her in one area and him in the other.

"I'm still lost," she admitted, unsure why she was standing here and what this had to do with their date.

"The place used to be called Tara's Trinkets. Do you remember it now? You were standing here looking at some black bracelet with spikes on it…"

Mulling it over for a few seconds, Aria looked over to where she was standing near the window and imaged the table with jewelry. Tara's Trinkets…the name and details seemed so familiar but why? What did she have to do with them? Continuing to think, Aria let it all come back to her.

"This is the first time I met Ali …and you," she said in disbelief. Musing over the time change, she stood there and remembered that day. Aria had been shopping in Tara's Trinkets the summer before her freshman year of high school while her mom was two shops over. As Aria looked through all of the jewelry, finding a cool bracelet she liked, Ali came up to her and gave some compliment about it. It was amazing that the Alison DiLaurentis was talking to her considering she went to school with her for years and never said a word to her, let alone a compliment. At the time Aria was so flustered talking to her. She was never in the popular crowd and was curious to why she was doing what she did.

Smiling to herself, she remembered how her and Ali stood there talking for a while. It was then, that they became best friends. Ali must have complimented her at least 20 times about her style and what she was wearing before she finally reciprocated. And then came Jason. He had to go search for her sister to get her butt home for dinner. Aria recalled how handsome she thought he looked. It was probably the start of her crush on him.

"I can't believe this place," Aria said now fully taking a look around. The poor jewelry store went out of business fairly quick and it had been replaced with this antique store.

"I remember being so pissed I had to track Ali down again," Jason stated, "Not only did I have to walk in almost every girly store to find her, but I hated when I had to be her babysitter."

Aria remembered he used that phrase a lot when he came around her and the rest of their friends. He claimed that Ali was old enough to know when dinner was herself or some line like that.

"But then I saw you," he told her. "I wasn't sure if it was my surprise that calmed me down or something else, but when I saw you I wasn't angry anymore. I walked up to you guys and–"

"Told Ali to come home – dinner was ready," she recalled. Jason broke out into a smile; glad she remembered the day too.

"It was the first time I ever met you," he spoke. Aria gave an embarrassed laugh and nodded. She remembered him coming into the shop and when he stopped in front of them, she raised her hand and stuck it out for him to shake. "Aria Montgomery," she told him outgoingly. He gave her the most strange and surprised look wrapped in one and Ali commented for him to take it. And when he did, man, Aria thought she melted in a huge puddle right there. She remembered how soft and good his hand felt against hers. And when that was over, they left. She was given Ali's number to start hanging out and Jason disappeared from her sight.

"Just goes to show you how far we've come," he stated, now moving to stand in front of her.

"That's the understatement of the year," she said smiling up at him. "Between the both of us, it took us too long to get here. I mean, without even realizing it we had been crushing on each other for years."

"Ali was always going to stand in our way though," he commented as he wrapped his arms around her wait. The comment twisted something in Aria and she wasn't sure what it was supposed to mean.

"I'm glad we are here," he told her, breaking the thoughts off from her head. Cracking a smile, Aria leaned up to Jason and planted a kiss to his lips.

"The pink hair," Jason claimed as they walked out of the place and to the rest of their date. "I think that's what surprised me most when I saw Ali talking to you. She was never one to really like…"

"Outcasts?" Aria supplied not having trouble facing the past truths. Jason shook his head. "People with a heart. When I first met you, you actually seemed nice. For Ali, her friends all used to be stuck up teenage snobs. It was a weird change."

Aria silently agreed; it had been quite a turn for the DiLaurentis to become friends with her.

"I miss that pink hair," he stated. Gazing at him, Aria gave a big grin. She kind of missed it too. Turning his eyes back to the road, he dove out into the night. "And you had that dog collared bracelet in your hands…Alison would never have worn that."

"No," Aria laughed, "but she liked it on me – its how we got started talking. She came and complimented me."

"That doesn't sound like Ali," he told his girlfriend as he drove in the car.

"I know right?" she said thinking it over. Alison was never one to give compliments unless it had some harsher meaning to it or followed with mean words. It was weird that Ali gave her a true compliment that one day. Aria shook the curiosity from her head and glanced at Jason. "How did you remember that place used to be there?"

"I remember when it switched," he said. "My dad had bought Ali something from there the night before it was worn down so that she could have something there that no one else would."

Aria raised an eyebrow at that, wondering if it meant something. Ali always kept secrets and with 'A'…

"What?" Jason asked, glancing at her from the road.

"Nothing, just surprised Ali never really told us about it."

"It was some tacky thing – pretty ugly actually. He got her this look a like doll of her. Honestly it scared the heck out of me, but she kept it for my dad's sake."

"What?" Aria asked with the gears now turning in her head. Look a like doll? Was that too similar to what 'A' gave them or what?

"She probably just didn't want to show you guys because it was freaky," he shrugged. "She hated the thing anyways and kept it in the back of her closet."

"Oh," Aria said trying to pass off a cool demeanor. This was not a coincidence. As Jason snuck a glance at her again, he wondered what she was thinking. Aria was acting weird again, staring into space like she was figuring out a puzzle in her head. Breaking out of her own thoughts, she pulled out her phone, texted somebody and shut it off.

"So where are we going?" she asked, back to her normal self.

"There is this art fair I thought you might like," he confessed. "It's not too far from Phili, but it's a drive. Did you want to go?"

"Of course," she replied feeling excited.

"Hey Jase?" she asked when the radio filled the silence. Quickly looking at her, she blushed and played with her hands in her lap. "Thank you…for tonight."

Taking one of her hands from her lap, he entwined it with hers and kissed the back of it, not saying a word.

They made it to the art fair in good time. It was set up near the docks of the water, with a bunch of small tables and tents with hanging lights all around. The sight was really calming and pretty. Aria had never really been to an art fair like this before.

"Come on," Jason told her as he helped her from his car. Taking her hand, the two started from the beginning and took their time to look at everything.

"Ooo, look at this," she told Jason bringing him near. There were a bunch of long black cord necklaces hanging up. The simple silver charms were Chinese symbols each meaning something different.

"Really?" he asked when Aria picked one up and put it around his head.

"It looks good," she thought, standing back to observe him.

"I fell like your girlifying me," he spoke, glancing down to the small symbol.

"Its just a necklace. Its not like I'm strapping some bracelet on your wrist and making you put on mascara," she said with an eye roll. Turning back to the table, she continued looking. "I'll take it," Jason said to the guy running the tent.

"No Jason," Aria huffed turning back to him. "If you don't like it that's fine. I just thought it suited you."

"I like it," he agreed, kissing her slowly. "You're just saying that," she said breaking from their kiss to try and alleviate her guilt.

"I wouldn't buy it if I wouldn't wear it Aria," he said with honesty in his eyes as he brushed her cheekbone. Slinging an arm around her shoulder, he smiled. "Now all I have to do is find something for you."

"Oh, do you?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Its only fair don't you think?" he asked with a glimmer in his eye as he smiled at her. Taking the bag from the man, the two of them walked out of the tent stopping before the next one. "Put it on me again," he instructed.

"Jason, you really don't have to wear it," Aria commented as he took the jewelry out of the bag.

"Ar, put it on me," he commanded kindly. Bowing his head again, Aria put the necklace over his head and settled it around his neck, reaching on her tiptoes to tighten the two knots.

"How's it look?" he asked her when she finished. The small charm felt in the middle of his chest, showing off the black chord nicely.

"Good," she smiled. Kissing her again, Jason took her hand again and led her to the next tent. It was a while before he picked out something for her. A few times he found necklaces, and there was one bracelet he liked, but none of them stood out to him.

"Flowers? Really? Do I look like a flowery type person?" she asked him over his shoulder when he picked up this flowered engraved ring.

"You wear flowered shirts all the time," he defended.

"They're patterned ones. There's a difference."

Jason rolled his eyes, settling that he lost the battle. He was a man who didn't have a clue about girl's fashion. "Fine, but I wouldn't have gotten you that anyways." Smiling, Aria kissed him lightly before she continued to make her way underneath the tent. Even though the conversation was light and full of banter, she did wonder what he was going to end up picking out for her.

"So what does it mean anyways?" he asked her as they went over to the next table.

"What?" she wondered.

"This thing," he replied holding up the Chinese symbol. "Strength," she answered, looking down to some more little things. Jason had bought her so much already. He made her get the spiked hoop earrings she liked, the purse she thought was cute, and a hat that was in style. He had only bought himself another picture frame and that necklace.

"I'm going to go look at the next one, you coming?" Aria wondered as he searched carefully.

"You go ahead, I'll be right there."

"Okay," she shrugged, moving onto the next tent. While she was gazing at all the new things at the next place over, Jason had his eyes set on a certain bracelet – it was thicker, like Jason knew Aria liked to wear. The bands of the bracelet were a bunch of thin chain strands where charms hung off. In different spots, he made the jewler put on a small camera, the word love, courage, and bravery. He also added other meaningful things about Aria to the piece. When he was done, he quickly paid and caught up to her.

She was gazing at some scarf, trying it on in the mirror.

"Hey," she smiled when he appeared behind her. Giving the woman-helping Aria a $20 bill for the scarf, he led her out of the tent and back into the empty space with her trying to process and protest it all. "Wha-"

"Here," he said giving her the bag. "I finally found something." Nervous, he watched her take the item carefully and unwrap what it was inside. When she opened it she was surprised to see such a exquisite piece. She must have passed by it on the tables and never saw it. The bracelet itself was so simple and unlike Aria, but the width and uniqueness of it all was perfectly her. She gazed at all the charms, smiling at the meaning, and watched as it twinkled against the lights.

"This is beautiful," she told him, wanting to put it on right away. Letting out a breath of relief, he gently clasped it onto her wrist. "Is this what you were getting over there?" he nodded, running his hand over the jewelry he picked. "It wasn't exactly your style but…"

"No, its perfect," she smiled.

"Well, then instead of being my backup this can be just something to remember the night with," he said pulling out a little jewelry bag out of his back pocket.

"Jason," she scolded. Aria had told him over and over throughout the night he didn't need to buy her these things and it was too much, but he chose to ignore it. They didn't do this whole going out thing often and they made it to their three-month anniversary. He had been waiting to take her out somewhere special for the longest time. Plus, he had to admit, seeing Aria so carefree and happy like this was worth every dime – not that he had to watch that kind of stuff. Money for him wasn't hard; between his own income and his fortune from his inheritance, he was well set and not running into a worry.

Aria broke out into a smile and held the other piece up. It was a long chained necklace and at the bottom was an open silver flower, along with a purple gem and small grey bead. "Flowers huh?"

"Thought you were that type of girl," he teased watching her in love. "Thank you," she smiled up at him. "Anything for you," he murmured against her lips as they closed the space between them.

After walking around the whole art fair, with numerous bags in each of their hand, he took her down the dock and had them walk along the beach. Leading her a ways away, he helped her climb up some big rocks and showed her the view. She stood there in awe, looking out at the scene in front of her. Standing on the big rocks with salty wind blowing in her face, she was able to see the amazing ocean and full moon. It casted a bright reflection over the water and made everything glimmer.

"Happy Anniversary Ar," he whispered in her ear as he stood behind her. Prying her eyes away from the view, she shifted in his arms and stood face to face with him ready for a kiss. "Happy Anniversary Jase."

"Wow, look at all of this," Ella said when Aria walked through the door. It was late, around one a.m., but her mom, Andrea and her uncle Greg were all still up talking at the kitchen table.

"Where did you guys go?" Andrea wondered.

"Art fair," Aria smiled, going to show them all of her new things.

"Wow, look at this," Andrea stated, catching her eye on Aria's charm bracelet.

"Ooo, and this," Ella said catching the long necklace around her daughter's neck. "When were you into flowers?" Aria let out a laugh, thinking about to the same argument she had with Jason. Telling them it was a long story; she reached in her bags and explained everything else.

Both her hat and earrings were a hit, not to mention the scarf and purse. She also took out some new paintings and a caricature of her and Jason.

"Oh this needs to be hung up," Ella laughed as she glanced at the picture. Jason was posed kissing her cheek while Aria grinned like a fool. The artist did a really good job on their faces making them funny but serious at the same time. It was cute.

"Did Jason get anything?" Greg wondered.

"I forced him into a couple of things," Aria replied, thinking about the necklace. "And he bought himself a few more." Finishing off the night, Jason had picked out a picture frame, oil painted picture of the dock at night and took home a caricature of him and her, but with a different artist and a different pose. Instead of him kissing her, she was kissing him and instead of watercolors and permanent marker, which were used on her painting, he had real paint and fine detail.

"It sounds like you had fun," Ella smiled to her.

"I did," she beamed back.

"What a fun anniversary," Andrea commented. "I don't remember ever doing something like that."

"Hey!" her uncle protested.

"Our anniversary consisted of a dinner and a movie."

"What is wrong with that?" he wondered.

"Actually, now that I think about it, we didn't have a three month anniversary. We just had a one month."

"Well," Aria spoke up on defense for her uncle, "if it makes you feel any better, Jason and I didn't really celebrate our one month."

"…No," Andrea shrugged, " it doesn't. But thanks though." Turning back to her husband, she continued to jab at him for his errors in the past. Both Ella and Aria were chuckling at the brutality of what he was getting, and they had to laugh even more when Ella made a joke saying, "never mess with a pregnant woman." Finally to get her to stop her, Greg told Andrea he would be at her service for the rest of the week.

"You're going to regret that one buddy," she pointed out when he got up to get some more water.

"I don't doubt it," he muttered back.

A/N: The Jason/Aria moments = love!

I definitely enjoyed writing this. And sorry Recovering4life, i've had this chapter saved for a while and I noticed in your recent update Aria also accepted a bracelet from Jason. If this is too similar to your story I would be happy to change it - please let me know if you are still reading this story. Thanks!

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