Six months into their relationship, Aria and Ezra moved in together. They converted his bachelor pad into a cozy, slightly more feminine home for two. They divvied up the household chores, Aria tended to the bathrooms, the kitchen, and the laundry, while Ezra cleaned the living room, the office, and the dirty dishes. And the each discovered the annoying little quirks that every person has, but no one sees until they're shoved into a space and told to live together in harmony. There was a fight here over a loaded dishwasher and an argument there about underwear on the bedroom floor, but they all ended with a hug, a kiss, and if they were up for it, something a little more fun and adult.

Four months later, when November rolled around, the couple took their very first vacation together. Both of their offices shut down for a week at Thanksgiving, giving them plenty of time to hop on a plane and go exploring in a foreign country. They chose Iceland. Since Aria had spent a year of her high school career there, she took Ezra to all of the more downplayed local hangouts and showed him the best hiking trails during the day. At night, the two relaxed in a hot spring and watched the Northern Lights until they were so tired that they were about to pass out.

Two months and some odd days after that was their one-year anniversary. The day started with breakfast in bed, prepared by Ezra, and ended at the little hole in the wall Chinese restaurant that pushed them to begin their relationship all those months ago. Well…that's where their day ended publically.

And exactly one year and ten months since they got together, Ezra proposed. Aria came home from a rather stressful day at work to a candle lit apartment and Ezra in the middle of the living room, shaking from head to toe. His voice wavered as he confessed his undying love for her. His ducts filled with water when he talked about the ways that she'd changed him for the better, and he wasn't alone. Aria began bawling the minute she realized what was happening. Her tears blurred her vision so much that when Ezra got down on one knee and opened the ring box, she couldn't actually tell what the ring looked like. It was only after she said yes and calmed down that she was able to honestly tell him that she thought the ring was beautiful.

The next day, the wedding planning began. In one week, they'd picked a date. September 1st. Aria originally wanted their wedding in February, the month that they'd always celebrated their love in. However, Ezra's last wedding had been in March, and he preferred something a little further away than the month before. Finding a new date wasn't too difficult of a task. Something significant had happened in almost every month of of their relationship. The began talking in January. They started dating in February. They say 'I love you' for the first time in March. Aria got into the car wreck in May. They moved in together in July. Ezra met and clicked with her friends in August. Aria met his parents in October. They went to Iceland in November. And Ezra popped the question in December. The only months that had been rather uneventful for them were April, June, and September. April was out because of its' proximity to March and the anniversary of Katelyn's death at the beginning of the month. June was out. It would be too hot. September it was.

However, five weeks after their engagement, every plan they had made was derailed and their little world of peace and bliss came to a grinding stop. Aria missed her period. Suddenly, everything changed. Instead of picking out their wedding colors, they picked out potential baby names. Appointments with tailors became appointments with Aria's OB/GYN. The extra room in their apartment that had been designated as the office was cleaned out and turned into a nursery. The money that they had put back for their wedding was transferred into a start up college fund. Suddenly, nothing they did was for themselves; it was all for the tiny human growing inside of Aria's belly.

The couple postponed their wedding indefinitely for the sake of their sanity. There was no way that they could plan an extravagant wedding and prepare for their first born child without going absolutely nuts.

But oddly enough, that year September did become a significant month for the two parents-to-be, just not for the reason they initially thought. The date that they'd picked for their wedding just so happened to be the date that their precious daughter, Daisy Elaine Fitz, was born.

Three years later, five years after they began dating, Aria and Ezra had a beautiful, happy, and healthy toddler running around, leaving a trail of toys behind her wherever she went. They had a nice house in the suburbs, great jobs, and a wonderful home life. As far as Ezra was concerned, they had no problems, no troubles at all. As far as Aria was concerned, there was only one problem. Five years together, three years engaged…and Aria was still the only Montgomery in a house full of Fitz's.

*Five years from the start*

"Daisy, we are not getting all of this stuff," Aria shook her head, slightly amused and also a little frightened by her three-year-old daughter's ability to rack up a bill in one shopping trip. "Pick out your favorites and put the others back."

"But they're all my favorites," Daisy pouted and batted the baby blue eyes that's she miraculously inherited from her father.

"Nice puppy dog face. That only works on your daddy though," Aria smirked. Ezra swore he wouldn't be the push-over parent, but three years and two hundred stuffed animals later, it was clear to see that he had succumb to the inevitable. "Put some stuff back."

"Okay," Daisy huffed, rolling her eyes and crossing her little arms over her chest. Aria grimaced at the toddler's actions. She officially had a "three-nager" on her hands and she didn't like it one bit. Ezra said that Daisy was just acting like her mother. Aria swore she behaved better than that in the presence of her child.

Aria watched her daughter contemplate which of the seven shirts and dresses she wanted to put back on the rack. She was just like Ezra in times like this. The way she stared intently at the items, as if they'd tell her which one to choose if she looked hard enough. The way she'd scrunch up her nose and tap on her lip. Just. Like. Daddy.

Daisy reached out a little fist, grabbed one of the shirts from the pile, and thrust it toward her mother, "This one. Put it back please."

"Uh, no," Aria took the tiny t-shirt into her own hands and set it in her lap. "You have to get this one because mommy said so. You're going to wear it tonight when daddy gets home. We're going to surprise him, remember?"

Aria had been keeping the secret for a week now, trying to come up with the best way to break it to her fiancé. She wanted her delivery to be cute and creative, the complete opposite of what she had done the last time this happened. She wasn't sure that telling her three-year-old a secret so big before telling the grown man she'd trust with her life was such a good idea, but it had to be done. She had to coax Daisy into turning off Sofia the First and coming with her to the mall somehow.

"But why that shirt?" Daisy whined.

"Because of what it says," Aria held it up as if her daughter could read it. "It says, Best Big Sister. When daddy reads your shirt, he'll know that mommy is going to have another baby." And that he'll have to cancel our reservations for the ballroom at the art museum that we're supposed to get married in in four months.

Aria cried multiple times during her first pregnancy because they had to postpone their wedding. Most of it was the unbalanced hormones, but some of it was real feelings. She wanted to be Ezra's wife more than anything. Of course, she was happy about having his baby, she just wished she could share his last name in the delivery room.

Eventually, Aria got over it and accepted the facts. The wedding was just going to have to wait. And once she had Daisy, the wedding got pushed so far back into her brain that she almost forgot about it until she would catch a glimpse of the $5,000 rock on her finger, just waiting to be exchanged for a real wedding ring.

Last summer, they decided they were finally ready to tie the knot. They set a date. June 23rd. But just like last time, an overactive sex drive and miracle of life would get in the way. And even though Aria was excited to bare Ezra's second child, she was frustrated with the timing.

"Why does daddy need to know?" Daisy asked. "We can keep it a secret like when he lets me eat ice cream and then says not to tell mommy."

Aria raised an eyebrow and smirked. Someone was getting in trouble tonight. "He lets you eat ice cream when I'm not around?" Aria was trying to raise Daisy as a vegan, but thanks to Ezra, was failing miserably.

"No," Daisy backtracked.

"Oh okay," Aria rolled her eyes, suddenly becoming vey aware of where her daughter got her sassy attitude from. "Well, unlike the ice cream, we have to tell daddy about this because it'll make him very happy. He'll be so excited that he won't be able to wait for me to have you baby brother or sister in nine months."

"How far away is nine months?" Daisy asked, her brows knitted in confusion. At three,

the toddler had no concept of time.

"November," Aria speculated. She hadn't been to any doctors yet, so she wasn't sure of her exact due date. "Thanksgiving," She clarified when she noticed the confusion on the little girl's face.

This news bewildered Daisy. "Why does it take so long?"

"Well," Aria started, placing her hands on her stomach. "The baby is really, really tiny right now. They have to grow inside of mommy's belly until they're big enough to come out into the real world and that takes time."

Daisy chewed on her lip and stared at her mother's stomach. Aria braced herself for the question that was about to come out of her mouth. "How did the baby get in your tummy? Did you eat it?"

Aria laughed. Three-year-old logic would never cease to amaze her. Once in the car, Daisy came up with a long winded explanation as to why the sky was blue. Aria zoned out during most of it and let Ezra do the wowing and tell-me-more-ing, but she remembered her saying something about mermaids swimming up, out of the ocean and into the sky because Princess Ariel's dad told them that the Sun King was very thirsty and wanted water and only the mermaids could make the mission to the Sun because of their special sunglasses that wouldn't make them go blind when they stared at it. To Daisy, that was just science. To Aria and Ezra, that was absolute nonsense that proved she was just as creative as both of her parents.

"No Buggie, I didn't eat it," Aria used the nickname that Ezra gave to Daisy when she was just eight weeks old. He said she reminded him of a delicate lady bug, so he began calling her Daisy Bug. That eventually turned into 'Buggie'. "I, uh, well, when you're an adult and with someone that you love very, very much, God decides to put a baby in your tummy to make your family grow and be even happier than it already is."

When Aria got pregnant with Daisy, she and Ezra sat down and had a serious conversation about how they would raise her. What kind of rules they would set, what kinds of mainstream techniques they would and wouldn't use, etc. The topic of religion was brought up by Ezra. At the time, Aria hadn't fully committed to Christianity, but she certainly wasn't an Atheist. He wanted to know what Aria's opinions were on raising Daisy the way he'd been raise, in a Catholic church. After week of thinking about it, Aria decided that raising her daughter in a church was something she did want. Ever since then, Aria has been going to Sunday services and living the life she never thought she would. And to her surprise, she loved it.

"Oh," Daisy nodded. "Okay, we can keep that shirt."

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Much to Aria's dismay, Ezra was already home by the time the two girls arrived back from their shipping spree. He had been out golfing with a few of his buddies and Aria had thought he'd stay out until three or four in the afternoon. But here he was, unloading his clubs from the trunk of his car at half past one.

But despite her annoyance by her possibly foiled plan, Aria couldn't help but to smile at her man as he bent over to pick up the set of keys that he dropped, giving her the perfect view of his ass. He was 37 now, but she still thought he looked just as good as he had when he was on the right side of 30. He still had the stamina of his 32-year-old self too, that was for sure.

"Daddy!" Daisy screeched, jumping out of the car and taking off in a sprint towards her sweaty father.

"Daisy Bug!" Ezra grinned, holding his arms out and waiting until Daisy got close enough before scooping her up and holding her tight. "How's my favorite girl?" He placed several kisses to her chubby cheeks, making her squeal and giggle at the same time.

"Mommy and me went shopping!" Daisy pointed to Aria, who was left lugging all of their purchases up the driveway by herself.

"You did?" Ezra bounced her in his arms. "And what did you two buy?"

Aria's heart stopped. If Daisy couldn't keep the ice cream secret, there was no way in hell she'd be able to keep the baby secret. This was it. This was how Ezra was going to find out about his second kid.

"Clothes," Daisy simply said. "Lots of them."

Ezra directed his attention to his fiancée and raised his eyebrows, "And how much did we spend today?"

"Oh, don't even go there with me, Mr. I'll-buy-my-daughter-a-One-Hundred-Dollar-Barbie-dream-house-just-because," Aria clucked her tongue. "Besides, once you see what I bought her, you won't care."

"Did you buy anything for yourself?" Ezra lowered his voice, trying to convey to Aria what he was asking without giving his daughter the green light to ask what he meant.

"No," Aria leaned up and pressed a quick kiss on his cheek. "Daisy wouldn't make as great of a judge as you do."

In Iceland, Aria snuck Ezra into the dressing room of some exotic sex shop and let him watch as she tried on costumes and skimpy lingerie. The two ended up fuckin against the wall and were asked to leave the store by the manager once they were done. It was awkward to say the least, but the adrenaline rush was addicting. When they came back to the states, Aria snuck Ezra in to a Victoria's Secret dressing room as well as a couple of other dressing rooms in various stores. However, to avoid being arrested for public indecency, the couple kept their hands to themselves and Ezra just observed and gave his opinion. It was still fun, it was still a rush, and it always ended in Aria getting something new to wear for Ezra that night.

Ezra chuckled, then looked back at his daughter, "Well, in that case, it'll be a Daisy only fashion show. Why don't we go inside and you can model everything you bought for me?"

"Okay!" Daisy's face lit up. She loved to be the center of attention. And though that was common for kids her age, Aria feared that she wouldn't grow out of it, which would make getting a new sibling a nightmare.

With his free arm, Ezra picked up his golf bag and then led the small family inside their house.

Ezra set up a 'runway' in the living room by lining pillows up on the floor in two parallel lines and taking the shade off of one lamp to make a spotlight, while Aria got Daisy dressed in her first outfit in her bedroom, only to be shoed out into the 'audience' once she was finished.

"And now, modelling her new…" Ezra trailed off, looking toward Aria for help.

"Dress," She whispered.

"Her new dress, here is Daisy Fitz!" Ezra announced from the couch where he and Aria sat.

Daisy came around the corner, donning her new hot pink sundress as well as one of Aria's handbags and her Raybands. She strutted down the runway, stopping to pose at the end and giving her newly learned duck face as her parents took pictures with the flash on and tried their hardest not to laugh. They didn't find it funny because they thought she looked odd. The just thought she looked so adorable that aside from cooing, laughter was the most appropriate reaction.

They clapped as she walked away and watched her disappear back around the corner before unlocking their phones to compare and swap photos. They already had a million pictures of their Daisy on their phones, but they wanted a million more. And moments like these were the perfect ones to capture. These were the memories that would last a lifetime.

"Oh, send me that," Aria pointed a picture that Ezra had taken from an angle she had not.

"Mommy!" Daisy yelled. "I need help!"

"Please?" Aria called out.

"Please!" Daisy echoed.

"That's your cue," Ezra laughed.

"You'd think for a Daddy's Girl she'd call out for you more," Aria sighed as she pushed herself up and tried not to yawn. She was already tired from her pregnancy, but Ezra couldn't know that. Not just yet.

"You know she only calls out to me when she wants money," Ezra patted his wallet through his pants.

"That's because you always cave," Aria shrugged.

"I can't help myself," Ezra joked. "She looks just like you. How am I supposed to say no?"

"Mommy!" Daisy called out again. Apparently Aria was taking too long.

"That's really my cue," Aria winked before turning to assist her little model into her next outfit. "I'll be back."

Five outfits later and it was time for the big reveal. Aria came back into the living room, trying not to let Ezra see her hands shaking. She had no doubt that he'd be over the moon about this, but for some reason she was still nervous.

"Modelling her final outfit of the evening, here comes Miss Daisy Fitz," Ezra used his best announcer voice for the final time that day.

Ezra's eyes were trained on Daisy as she rounded the corner, but Aria's were trained on Ezra. She wanted to watch his reaction. It took a couple of seconds before his face began transitioning from intrigued, to confused, to shocked, to elated.

Slowly, he took his eyes off of his daughter and put them on Aria. "Is that…are we…are you…"

"Pregnant?" Aria finished his sentence for him.

"Yeah," Ezra nodded.

"Yes," Aria smiled.

"Oh my God," He lunged forward and crushed his lips on hers.

Butterflies erupted in Aria's stomach. Even after all of these years, that man still had the same knee-weakening effect on her. Momentarily forgetting about the little girl standing directly in front of them, Aria wrapped her arms around Ezra's neck and pulled him close, moaning slightly into his mouth and twirling the hairs at the nape of his neck around her fingers. Ezra balled up the back of her shirt in one and and felt the bare skin of her back with the other. A familiar aching between Aria's legs made itself prominent, begging for friction, needing to be touched. Aria moved one hand from Ezra's neck and ran it down his chest until it touched the top of his belt buckle. But just as she began to undo the obstacle that kept her from her fiancé's wonderful member, she remembered the other obstacle in the room. The world's biggest cock block, Daisy. And although both Aria and Ezra loved their daughter more than life itself, it was times like these that they wished she was at grandma's for the weekend.

With great reluctance, Aria pulled back and eyed her daughter out of the corner of her eye. Luckily, Daisy hadn't been watching her parents make out and had instead turned her attention to the Barbie Dolls that she had left scattered on the floor earlier that morning.

"You're really pregnant," Ezra breathed, placing one hand on her stomach. "Again."

"Mhmm," Aria laughed, covering his hand with her own.

"How far along are you?" A boyish grin sat on his face as he asked the question.

"I don't know," Aria shrugged. "My guess is three or four weeks."

"How long have you known?" Ezra cocked his head to the side.

"About a week," Aria bit her lip, suddenly becoming worried that he'd be upset with her for keeping the secret so long.

"A week?" Ezra gasped. "And you told our daughter before you told me, the baby's father, who kind of helped make it?" His tone was playful. He wasn't angry, thank God.

"Well she helped me tell you in a creative way," Aria defended her decision as she giggled.

"That was pretty creative," Ezra admitted. "Much better than the last time."

"Okay, that last time was a mess," Aria blushed.

The last time Aria was pregnant, they had found out together, in the bathroom at her mother's house while her family was having a reunion on the other side of the door. And when they came out, flushed from all of the emotions they experienced in such a short amount of time, everyone assumed they'd disappeared for a quickie. Ezra got dirty looks all night from Aria's Aunt Karen.

Aria almost wished that's how they found out this time around. They weren't nearly as scared or as anxious. The excitement and the joy from the first time ere definitely there, but none of he negative emotions seemed to resurface. They'd done it once. They could do it again.

Ezra nodded and cast his gaze over towards Daisy, who was now setting up her Barbie Dream House for a new game. "Think we can handle another one?"

Aria smirked, "Whether we can or not, we don't really have a choice, do we?"

"No, no, we don't," Ezra ran his hand through his hair as he laughed. "I am really excited though."

"Me too," Aria agreed. "But, uh, you realize this means we'll have to postpone our wedding…again."

Ezra brought his eyes back to Aria. "You don't think we could move it forward?"

"Not unless we want it at a courthouse with like, two witnesses," Aria huffed. She wanted a big, white wedding. That's what she'd always dreamed about. That's what Ezra had promised her. That's what she was going to have. Even if that meant she would wait until she was 40.

"Are you okay with waiting?" Ezra grabbed her hand and placed it in his lap.

"Yeah," Aria sighed. "I'm only getting married once. I'd like to have my dream wedding." She wasn't superstitious, but a part of her found herself hoping her words hadn't just jinxed their future.

"I want you to have that too," Ezra nodded.

"I just wish I could be Mrs. Fitz now without having the ceremony," Aria laughed curtly. "I want to be able to sign my checks 'Aria Fitz' and have my driver's license bare your name instead of mine."

Ezra opened his mouth to speak, but was beat to the punch by Daisy. "Daddy? Can I have a snack?"

"Sure Buggie," Ezra's tone perked up at the sound of his daughter's voice. "What do you want?"

"Nothing with sugar," Aria butt in. "She's got to take her nap as soon as she finishes."

"Animal crackers?" Daisy looked at Aria with hopeful doe eyes.

"That's fine," Aria complied.

"Yay!" Daisy jumped up from her spot and began running into the kitchen. "Animal crackers! Animal crackers! Animal crackers!"

"Good luck getting her to nap in ten minutes," Ezra laughed as he watched Daisy bounce her way across the floor like a bunny on speed.

"I'll just use my mommy super powers," Aria flexed her non-existent muscles.

"Oh yeah, and what are those?" Ezra put his hands on his hips and looked at her accusingly.

"Well one of my powers is getting our daughter to confess anything. Remind me to talk to you later about giving her ice cream when I'm not home," Aria winked.

"She told you?" Ezra's pupils dilated. He knew he was in trouble.

"Amongst other things," Aria lied to watch him squirm.

"Oh Lord," Ezra gulped.

"Be afraid, be very afraid," Aria cackled.

"Daddy!" Daisy screamed from the kitchen.

"We need to teach her patience," Ezra furrowed his brow.

"She's 3," Aria scoffed. "That won't be a word in her vocabulary for at least two more years."

Ezra smirked, "Well you know what won't be a word in your vocabulary for at least two more years if you yell at me about the ice cream incident?"

"What's that?" Aria crossed her arms.

"Mrs. Fitz," Ezra teased.

"You little shit," Aria whispered. "One year at least," Aria pointed to her stomach. "But two? That's evil."

"Say nothing about the ice cream and I'll reconsider," Ezra raised an eyebrow.

"That's blackmail," Aria pointed out.

"Oh well," Ezra laughed.

"I don't want to agree to your terms," Aria narrowed her eyes and desperately tried to keep a smirk off of her lips.

"Very well," Ezra folded his arms. "Ms. Montgomery."

Aria shook her head. She loved that they could still banter like this and hated it all at the same time. She enjoyed the sarcastic, asshole-ish comments they could make without worrying about the other's feelings getting hurt. But she didn't like that she didn't always have a good comeback. Like right now for instance. How does she respond to 'Ms. Montgomery'? Only one thing was coming to mind. It wasn't very clever, but if she held her ground and didn't get up from the couch to help him get Daisy a snack, maybe he wouldn't call her bluff. Even if he did, it was all she had, so she went for it.

"Mr. Fitz."

A/N: Well it's been quite the ride. Ending this story is extremely bittersweet. It's my baby but it's also time to move on. I hope you enjoyed the epilogue and are happy with the way their lives turned out. They certainly are. Thank you guys so much for reading all the way to the end and for leaving such wonderful and uplifting reviews all the time. I want y'all to know that I read each and every one of those reviews, no matter how long or short, and really take what you guys say to heart.

As for my next story, a couple of you guys asked what it was going to be about, so to help ease the blow of Rumor Has It ending, I decided to take one of y'all's suggestions and put a description of it in this author's note. So without any further ado, here is the unofficial official summary of my next story, Of Playgrounds and Parenthood:

They grew up together. Childhood best friends and next door neighbors, Aria Montgomery and Ezra Fitz spent the first eighteen years of their lives attached at the hip. Everyone in the small town of Rosewood, Pennsylvania thought the two would eventually get married. Any other outcome for the two seemed impossible. But when Aria get pregnant and marries another man at a young age, something that seemed impossible became reality. And a friendship that seemed unbreakable shattered into a million pieces. Years later, a turn of events land the former friends under the same roof. Will they rekindle their friendship and find that there is something more hidden beneath the rubble of their past? Or are things simply too broken to ever be mended? AU

(I also want to add that this new story will alternate between their adulthood and childhood.)

I hope you'll give this story a chance.

Anyways, thanks again for reading. Let me know your finals thoughts by reviewing!

-Erin xoxo