Chapter Eight - Travis, the Stalker, and Wounded Soldiers

Hanna's Point of View

It's been fifteen minutes, and Hanna has resorted to curling up on the recliner with a blanket over her face, when suddenly, she hears a booming knock on the door. She makes a sound that sounds like a mix between a squeal and a shriek, when she realizes that it's probably Travis, and slowly pulls the blanket off of her head, and goes to the door, wrapping the blanket around her shoulders. She opens the door for him, and he walks in, now wearing pajamas so that he could sleep the night over more comfortably. They had had an argument earlier, when she had gotten a text message from A, and when she had seen a shadow running away outside. So, she offered Travis to stay the night, so that she wouldn't be alone, since her mom was out for her new job with Mrs. DiLaurentis.

"Hey," Hanna greeted Travis, letting him in. He nodded, then walked inside, letting Hanna close the door. He noticed the blanket.

"Are you okay?" He asked. She scrunched her nose, then shook her head, no. He nodded again. "Why not? Is there a stalker around or something?" He joked lightly. If only he knew.

"Wellll, I saw a shadow before you left, soo.. Yes?" Travis rolled his eyes, then grabbed her hand and pulled her upstairs.

"Where are we going?" Hanna asked. He raised an eyebrow. "Oooh, bed, right.." They walked up the stairs into Hanna's room, and she got a comforter and a pillow out of a nearby closet, setting them on the ground for Travis for later, when they went to sleep. She sat on her bed, and he sat down next to her.

"So, are you really over him?" He asked her. Not again..

"Yes, Travis, I am, promise." Hanna told him again, trying not to roll her eyes. Travis nodded, then leaned over and kissed Hanna. On the forehead. He then got on the floor, getting comfortable. Hanna turned out the light. "Goodnight Travis."

"Night Hanna."

Aria's Point of View

After eating breakfast with Ezra, they were both back in the bedroom, packing their stuff up to go home in half an hour. Aria got another text message. Luckily, from Spencer.

When are you going to be back? There's something I need to tell you and the girls.

-Spencer

Aria furrowed her eyebrows. What did Spencer need to tell them? Was she sick? Did she and Toby break up? Did Toby come back?

What is it? Are you okay?

-Aria

Spencer replied almost immediately.

I'm fine, I just need to tell you guys something. I'm not dying, and Toby is still my boyfriend. I can practically hear you worrying, Ria.

-Spencer

Okay, okay. We'll be back tonight, actually. Why don't we all meet up at the Brew?

-Aria

Sounds good. I'll call everyone. See you tonight.

-Spencer.

Aria then resumed packing, still worried about Spencer.

Spencer's Point of View *One Hour Earlier*

"Spencer?" Toby asked, after they had finished eating.

"Hm?"

"Do you think we should start to tell people?" He asked. Spencer squeezed his hand.

"Yeah, just not my parents, yet. Just friends," she replied. Toby nodded, and they went back to their TV show.

*Present*

Aria, Spencer, Toby, Hanna and Emily were all sitting at a table in the Brew, just sipping on coffee. Except for Spencer and Toby. She was pregnant, caffeine would hurt the baby. As much as she didn't want to become a parent, she couldn't help but care for her child. Toby just wanted to be supported, and not drink coffee with her, since she loved it so much, and it must've been extremely hard to not grab an espresso and chug it down.

Everyone else was extremely worried. They all knew about Spencer's coffee 'obsession,' and were worried as to why she didn't get one, when she always got a coffee when she came to the Brew. Toby held Spencer's hand in reassurance, giving it a light squeeze whenever he felt that she would end up backing out and not telling them about the pregnancy. But then again, if she didn't tell them, A would, and everything would be ten times worse for her.

"So, what's this 'important news' you've been going on about?" Emily finally asked.

"Well, I'm.. Well, I'm pregnant." At this, Aria spit out her piping hot coffee all over the table, and Emily.

"You're what?!" Aria gasped. I winced, and everyone's eyes bulged.

"Yeah.."

"Ohmygod, I'm going to be an aunt! Eeeekk!" Hanna squealed right in my ear.

"Hanna, shut up! This is serious!" Emily exclaimed.

"Well! Who shit in your cereal this morning?"

Later In The Day

Aria's Point of View

I was sitting in my room scrolling threw Twitter, when I got a call from Ezra.

"Hey!" I answered.

"Hello, is this Aria Fitzgerald?" A deep male voice asked.

"Oh, um, this is she..?" Aria.. Fitz? Gerald? Did I get married to Ezra when I was asleep or something? And why the full last name?

"We have your husband.." HUSBAND. "Ezra Fitzgerald here at the hospital. Apparently, he was her just a few weeks ago with a bullet wound? Well, apparently, there was more than one bullet. Before we sedated him for surgery, he requested for us to call you." Hospital? Bullet? More than.. One? What?

"Um, okay, I'm on my way! Love you, bye!" With that, I ended the call, grabbed my purse and dashed out of the house, without even glancing at Mike or my mom.

"Aria! Where are yo-" My mom didn't get a chance to finish her sentence before I slammed the door and climbed into my car, dashing to the Rosewood hospital.

I made it to the hospital lobby within 5 minutes, record time. I ran up to the reception, slamming my hands on the table, which startled the woman sitting there.

"Hello, how can I help you?" She asked, now smiling.

"My.. Husband.. Ezra Fitz, was brought here a few minutes ago, do you know where he is?" I frantically ask her. She types something up in her computer before looking back at me.

"Oh, yes, Mrs Fitz." Why am I a Missus again? ..Oh my God, is that what Ezra has my name as in his phone..? Missus Fitz? Aria Fitz? Lord. "He's in surgery at the moment, but he'll be out soon. I'll let his doctor know you're here," she told me. I thanked her, then walked back to the waiting room, anxiously biting my nails, waiting for news on my boyfriend. I still don't know why everyone thinks I'm his wife, but I'm not complaining. It'll allow me to see Ezra quicker, since wives are considered family.

After about a half hour of waiting, a doctor in scrubs called my name. I snapped my head over to him, then stood up and walked over.

"Yes?"

"Ah! I'm Dr. Gweneth, and I'm assuming you're Aria. Ezra just got out of surgery. Can we talk in my office?" I nod my head, and he leads me to a small room, and I sit down on a chair inside. "Well, he called 911 earlier with extreme pain, and he was brought into the ER with internal bleeding, and was coughing up blood. We found out that he had another bullet inside of his system, we just missed it the first time, since it was hidden by tissue. But, we've successfully gotten it out, and he's currently in a room recovering. He's unconscious, but stable now." He explained. I nodded.

"The only thing, is that since this one was in his body longer, he's going to be in a lot more pain then before, but you can see him now. Room 213." I then dashed out of his office, running to the elevator, and impatiently waiting for it to get to floor two. When it got there, I quickly found the thirteenth room, and ran inside, stopping in my tracks at the sight. He looked worse than before. He had on a breathing mask, his head was lolled to the side, and he had blood dribbling from his lip. In all, he looked awful.

I slowly walked up to him after closing the door, and sat by his side. All I could think about was him. All I heard was his shallow, but steady, breathing, and his heart monitor beating every other second. I grasped his clammy hand in mine, and just sat there, staring at him. I felt a stray tear slide down my cheek. Why did this have to happen to me? When I find out who A is, I'm going to very literally, kill her. Or him. Shim. Not the point!

After a while, Ezra's eyes flew open, and he started gasping for air, his eyes not focusing. I leaped out of my chair, ran to the door, and looked down the hallway.

"Doctor! We need a doctor!" A nurse rushed into the room, and saw what was happening, and immediately injected something into Ezra's drip. He fell back to sleep, and didn't wake again until a half an hour later, when his eyes fluttered open, and he looked around the room until he spotted Aria, and tried to sit up.

"No, don't move," I told him, placing my hands on his chest, and gently pushing him back. Ezra looked at me for a moment, before looking like he wanted to tell me something. I leaned down next to him, and he pulled his breathing mask off before whispering,

"Shauna." I knew what he meant. I gasped, and ran out of the room, straight into my car, heading for Spencer's barn, where Ali was currently hiding. I wanted to tell her before anyone.

I ran into the barn without knocking, to see a person in black clothes and gloves, holding a gun, pointed at a surprised, but scared, Alison. A. Ali saw me first, but didn't acknowledge it, and I knew that she was helping me. She turned and ran, up to the hay level, Shauna on her tail. She didn't even notice as I came behind her, ready to shove her off the ledge.

"Now, Ali, I suggest you not move, unless you want a bullet in your head," she warned. That was my cue. I ran up, and pushed her off of the second level, and she fell to the ground. When Ali and I ran to where she was and checked her pulse, it wasn't there.

"She's dead," Ali said, looking at me.

"Oh my God, it's over," I widened my eyes. It's over. No. More. A.

Ali then leaned over, and squeezed me tight. "I'm going to tell the girls! Wait, how did you know?" She asked.

"Ezra, well, apparently, had another bullet in him, so I went to look after him at the hospital, and he told me that it was Shauna, so I wanted to tell you first." I exclaimed.

"What?! Ezra had another bullet? Was Wren his doctor the first time or something?" I laughed, and she ran off, towards Spencer's house next door. I wonder if she knew that Spencer was pregnant. Maybe.

Then, it sunk in. No more A. Ali could come home, everything would be okay again. I whipped out my cell, and called the police, only telling them that I was walking past when I heard a thump, checked it out, and there was a dead woman on the ground. Nothing else. They said that they would be there soon, and that they were thankful I had called. After all, I couldn't just tell them that I had pushed her. They'd question me.

Before the police came, I got back in my car, going back to the hospital, to watch after my wounded soldier.

Author's Note:

Yay! All finished! Yep, the story is done!

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No, jk, I'm not ending the story here. I've got way too many ideas for that. After all, I would never leave you guys hanging with Ezra, and Spencer! I'm not that cruel!

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this extra long chapter! The next one will be up soon! I don't own PLL! Sara Shepard owns the books, and ABC owns the TV show. :)

Luv,

~ImAliAndImFabulous~