"Ezra?" Aria called out to the brown haired man at the other end of the room, freezing in her place. That was him, wasn't it? He looked a little rough to be Ezra, a little too worn down. Maybe Ezra had done what he had asked her to do, just forget about him and move on.
But, finally, the person turned around, the colour of his eyes enough to tell Aria exactly who he was. The moment he saw her, Ezra immediately jolted forward, trying to get to her as quickly as possible, not caring how he looked right now.
She did exactly the same, lazily running towards him until they finally met in the middle, hearts racing as they searched one another over, sobbing. He noticed the bruised face, tilting it up for him to inspect. She noticed the bags beneath his eyes, the strange odour coming from his shirt.
"Don't you ever do anything like that to me again, do you understand?!" Ezra said harshly, in which tears sprung in Aria's eyes. "You can't leave me again."
"I won't, I won't." Aria repeated over and over, placing her hand over his as it ran over her cheek. She could see the worry in his eyes, he was petrified. ""I'm fine, see." She began, leaning into his touch. "I'm right here. I'm right here." She wrapped her arms around his chest, burying herself against his chest. "Gosh, you stink."
Ezra couldn't help but laugh at her words, squeezing her even tighter just to make sure that she wouldn't disappear, like he had dreamt about. You know, when he actually slept. Which was for about an hour out of the week she was away. Not in his arms, now she was.
Aria pulled away, forcefully smashing her lips to his, a kiss that she had waited to happen for a week and a day. She had planned this out, but it didn't feel like she wanted to.
No, it felt better. Ezra bit down on her bottom lip, getting slightly carried away with himself, before he ripped his lips away for a second, pressing continuous light kisses to her lips, in an attempt to kiss away the bruising that had formed there. "Who did this to you?" Aria's gaze shot to the floor, and she began rocking back and forth. "Aria, who was it?"
"I got in the way."
"Who would do that? I'm going to kill whoever did this to you." Aria sighed, grasping Ezra's hands to lace them with her own.
"Look at me." Aria ordered, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. "I'm fine, I just want to go home, and sleep." She hadn't slept all that much, not at all. It's like jail cells hadn't heard of heating. A thought entered her mind, and she began to smile. It was only a small smile, but it was big enough to make Ezra mirror her expression. "From now on, it's just me and you, we don't need anyone else. You and me, not caring about anyone else. We're going to walk out of here as Aria and Ezra Fitz, we're going to start fresh. We're finding a new apartment, we're going to go back to us. And most of all, we're going to start a family." Ezra was slightly surprised at his girlfriends words, but he just nodded, running a hand along her dry hair. It didn't have the usual bounce.
"Okay, Aria and Ezra Fitz." Ezra agreed, sealing the deal with a long, lingering kiss. "We start now."
"I love you, Ezra Fitzgerald. So fucking much." He nodded in agreement, murmuring against her lips. "I love you too."
"If you leave me again, I'll be forced to ban all sex."
"Yes, Sir." Aria replied, tugging Ezra close. "Who came forward anyway? Who killed Wesley?"
"Wesley did." Was all Ezra said simply, wrestling against her fingers. "He's not dead."