I will admit that I cried while writing this chapter for two reasons: One, because they got a happy ending, and two, because the story is now completed! I had so much time writing this story, and I hope y'all enjoyed reading it! So, when you review, tell me what you thought of this chapter, how you liked the story as a whole, and what your favorite chapter was. I'd love to read your thoughts!

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I began to hear a beeping sound, and I panicked. "The c-car…..h-hit…I need h-help—Pl-please," I whispered.

Ezra's breathing picked up in speed. "Oh my god, Aria where are you?"

"Rose and M-Maple st—street. Ezra there's a beeping sound and I'm scared! Please h-hur—" I whispered but couldn't quite finish the sentence.

"Aria? Aria! Are you there?" Ezra asked. I heard him choked. The pain from my head increased, and I searched for words, but couldn't speak.

My arm fell and my head rested back on the window, as my eyes drooped. The beeping sound was still ringing, and the sound never left my ears.

Ezra POV:
I quickly put my phone in my pocket and ran out the door. I had to get there quick. I took Aria's car and drove to the coordinates that she had told me. I went over to speed limit a couple of times, but I didn't care. I finally got to my destination. My jaw dropped as I saw the damage. There was my car, turned on its side; smoke still rising from the hood. I saw a hand sticking out from under the car. Aria.

I quickly got out of the car and ran over to the disaster. There was nobody on the street. No cars, no nothing; except for an elderly woman speed-walking towards me.

I knelt down to the driver's window, and lay on the ground. I saw Aria's head resting on the window. The window was open just enough for my arm to squeeze through. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the elderly woman come to my side. "Oh my god! Do you know this person?" she asked, out of breath.

"She's my fiancée," I replied, as I started to panic.

"Oh my! I'll call an ambulance!" she yelled, as she pulled out a phone. I nodded, before I noticed the beeping sound that Aria was freaking out about. It was very loud. I got up from my spot and walked around the perimeter of the car. I stopped when the beeping got louder. I noticed a small device under the other side of the car, and yelled. There was a countdown. 1:30, 1:29, 1:28. 1:27, 1:26, 1:25, 1:24…. It was a bomb.

I had only about a minute to get Aria out of there, and I had to hurry. "It's a bomb!" I screamed to the woman, as I yelled for her to run away, and she listened. I ran back to the other side of the car, and squeezed my arm through again. I couldn't reach. "Shoot!" I screamed.

Time for plan B: I stood up and turned around, looking at the window. I kicked the window with my foot making sure I didn't kick anywhere near her head. Nothing. I kicked again, with ever ounce of energy that I had in my body, and this time, I succeeded, thankfully. The glass shattered, and I punched the rest of the glass. I grabbed Aria's shoulder's and began to pull her out. She was still breathing and moaning.

I pulled her out of the car and picked her up in my arms. Then, I made a sprint for it. I began to run as fast as I could away from the car. I wasn't too far away when I heard a loud explosion behind me. I fell forward, never letting Aria leave my arms.

Flames started to burn, and I held Aria close. I heard the rush of sirens: a fire truck and an ambulance, race down the street. Two people ran out of the ambulance and ran over to me. They fought me in order to take Aria out of my arms and lay her in the stretcher. Another gir came over to me and helped me up off the ground. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said, rubbing my eyes.

She frowned. "You can sit with her in the ambulance, if you'd like," she offered.

I smiled. "Thanks. Is she going to be okay?" I asked.

She patted me on the back. "Yeah. She'll be perfectly fine by the end of today."

"Thank god," I sighed.

The woman walked me over to the ambulance, and before I went inside, I looked back at the car. Men were hosing off the flames, and searching the car. I saw one man put a piece of the bomb in an evidence bag.

I sat on the bench next to the stretcher, and grabbed Aria's hand, not expecting to get a response. I sat there, staring at her, hoping that she was okay. She didn't look that hurt, but there was blood on her forehead and her left wrist was tattooed with bruises. My eyes went to our hands when I felt her squeeze my hand. I lifted her hand in relief and kissed it.

It reminded me of when I was sitting in the hospital after her kidnapping, and I had regained consciousness. I had curled my fingers around her hand to let her know I was going to be okay.

Soon tiredness flowed through me and I closed my eyes, me still holding Aria's small hand in mine.

I woke up in a familiar hospital room. I rubbed my eyes wearily, and looked around the room. They lay Aria, sleeping in the bed. There were stitches on her forehead and bandages around her wrist. It could've been a lot worse. "Aria," I sighed.

I jumped when I heard two voices say my name in unison. I turned to see two familiar faces across from me, also sitting in chairs. "Mr. and Mrs. Montgomery," I started.

"She's going to be released when she wakes up. There were microscopic pieces of glass in the skin of her forehead, and they stitched that up. Her wrist is just sprained. They say she fell unconscious because of dehydration," Byron explained.

Ella quickly ran over to me and gave me a big hug. "You're a hero. You were so brave, going after her like that, and rescuing her from a bomb, you're a true hero. Thank you, Ezra," Ella rushed.

Byron stood up, and I gulped as he walked over to me. Byron held out his hand. "You saved my daughter's life, risking yours in the process. I can't thank you enough, Ezra; and I hope that someday you can forgive me for my past actions," Byron begged.

I shook his hand. "I'll help Aria anytime she needs me; and…of course, only if you accept us," I claimed.

"I do," Byron confessed. "Now I do."

I smiled. "I appreciate it, Byron," I said.

Ella spoke again. "We heard that you're going to move to California to get married!" Ella sang.

I sighed, as I didn't know what Byron's reaction would be. Byron noticed my worried gaze. "Nobody's stopping you. Not even me," he laughed, reassuring me.

"I love her," I said.

"We know, and we're so glad that she found someone who truly does care about her," Ella exclaimed.

I smiled, as I turned back to Aria. I rubbed her arm comfortingly. I smiled as she finally opened her big hazel eyes.

"We'll leave you two alone," Byron stated, as him and Ella exited the room.

I grinned as Aria's eyes rested on mine. "Hey," I whispered.

Aria smiled. "You're here," she whispered.

"I'll always be here. Whenever you need me; I'll be at your side," I murmured.

Aria giggled. "I actually lived. Because of you."

"It was a bomb. I got you out just in time," I explained.

Aria propped herself on her elbows, leaning over, pressing her lips to mine. When we parted, she grabbed my face. "I love you so much, Ezra Fitz."

"I love you too, Aria Montgomery," I answered. "So, I've got some news. First, doctors said you would be discharged as soon as you felt like you were ready. Second, your father accepts us," I said, happily.

Aria smiled, as she looked at me lovingly. "Wow," she sighed.

"Happy Birthday. I'm sorry this wasn't the best day of your life," I apologized.

"Ezra. I think after today, I loved you even more. You saving my life was the best gift I could ever get. Me being alive. You being here. Thank you," she exclaimed.

We were about to embrace each other when we were interrupted. "Officer Greene!" Aria yelled.

Uh-oh. "Hey! Long time no see! I'm here with some good news," the officer stated.

"What?" I asked.

"We caught that person who set the bomb on the car. It was Noel Kahn. Does that name ring a bell?" he asked.

Me and Ezra caught each other's gaze. We nodded simultaneously. "Talk about keeping a grudge," I said.

"Yeah, we've had problems with him before," Aria explained.

Officer Greene nodded. "We went through his phone, and he had texted you, Mr. Fitz, and your friends a lot recently. He called himself A."

"He's A," I sighed.

"So, you arrested him?" Aria asked.

"Yes. He'll be there for life for the death of Hardy Lawrence also," the cop added.

"Wow," I mumbled.

"It's finally over," Aria whispered.

Officer Greene nodded, and started to retreat out of the room. "Officer Greene?" I called.

He turned around. "Yes?"

"Where does this leave us? I mean, we're caught now…" I murmured.

He walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder. "Ms. Montgomery's parents begged me not to arrest you, you won't be pressing charges, obviously," he said, gesturing to Aria. "And, since nothing inappropriate happened while you were her teacher….and with all you've been through, we won't take you in," he explained.

Aria and I both grinned at each other. Aria jumped, eager to hug me. She kissed me passionately. "So, we aren't leaving?" she asked.

"Not if you don't want to," I replied.

"We'll stay?" she questioned.

"Sounds good to me. It's where all of this started. There's nothing to hide from now," I sighed, as I kissed her again.

Officer Greene smiled and left the room. "So, do you want to stay here for the night?" I asked, curiously.

"Of course not! I want to leave with you! Let's go!" she yelled.

I laughed at her eagerness and called for a nurse. She did the paperwork and finally discharged my fiancée. After saying goodbye to her parents, we left the building.

"So, where do you want to go?" I asked.

"I want to live in your apartment again!" she claimed.

"I never sold it. I still own it," I said cheerfully.

"I thought you leased it!" she said, surprised.

"I was hoping that some miracle would come along….and it did," I exclaimed.

Aria giggled, as she jumped up to kiss me. I hugged her tight, still thankful that she was alive.

We walked back to her car, which one of the firemen drive here, and got inside. I turned on the radio,, and Happiness, our song, came on.

We both looked at each other and reached for each other's hand. "Yeah, this sounds about right," Aria stated.

I chuckled as we drove back to my apartment. When we walked up those familiar 3 flights of stairs and to my door, we looked at each other. "We've come a long way," Aria started.

"And now, we can continue, with so fear," I replied.

I opened the door to 3B and we walked inside, inhaling the familiar mint scent of the room. "I missed this place," Aria sighed, hugging me.

"Me too. I love you, almost-to- be Mrs. Fitz," I claimed.

She lifted her head to look up at me. "I love you too. I'm so glad I could have you here with me."

I chuckled. "Like I said, whenever you need me or want me; I'll always be here."

"Good, because I think I'll keep you around for a while," she teased, putting her hand on my chest. And with that, I closed the door. We no longer had to live in fear, or turmoil. We were going to begin a new, bigger, better life, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Fin