A/N: Yukie, Chihiro, Tohru, Minako, Hiro, Yukie Sr (Tohru, Minako, Hiro and Yukie Sr will appear in later flashbacks), Hiroki, Historia and Sumire are GirlGoneGamer's characters.

July 14th 2018…

After the appointment and getting what was needed, Amanda and Finn were back at the townhouse and saw Sami walk by with familiar plants in his hands and an angry Yukie following him.

"What are you two looking at?" Yukie questioned.

"You said to get rid of the pot so that's what I'm doing. Safer than burning it in the house." Sami responded after walking back in and washing his hands.

"Fine then." Yukie responded as she pulled out a lighter and headed upstairs.

"Outside with that and now!" Amanda replied loudly, Yukie grumbling to herself as she took her lighter and cigarettes outside and slammed the door behind her. "Can she stay with you for a bit to calm down?" She questioned after turning to Sami.

"Uh, no, sorry, I can't. She can't go moving from place to place. If you ask her mother, she's on vacation away from home for a few weeks. Yukie gave her and Tajiri tickets somewhere, and we all know Chihiro's in a mental hospital." Sami explained.

"Chihiro's not mental, she's just using that as an excuse. We can't have Yukie smoking here either… she said earlier that she got rid of the pot and that was a lie." Finn replied.

"How about I try to get her on the Nicotine patch to at least curb her cigarette use?" Sami responded.

"I tried that with Dean a few years back and it didn't work." Amanda replied.

"I'll get her to try the gum method. But back to the subject with Chihiro, she's not lying. She's in a mental hospital, the girl tried to kill Yukie and Hiroki on rare occasions. And everyone thought she was an angel, until I found out after Survivor Series when that little brat put something in my drink, which was for Yukie." Sami explained, before Yukie walked back in without the cigarette or weed smell.

"The sunlight was fucking killing me." Yukie responded, before heading upstairs.

"Sunlight's supposed to be good for people." Amanda responded quietly before she headed upstairs and into the second spare room in the townhouse.

It wasn't always a spare room, it was hers before she have trouble sleeping at night… Amanda grabbed the measuring tape and stretched it out, measuring the edge of the floor and the wall.

'If Finn and I have more kids, we're gonna need a bigger place.' Amanda thought as she wrote down the measurements and hoped that a crib would fit in here before she looked at the walls as Yukie walked in.

"Everything will fit in here, you don't have to worry." Yukie responded.

"I hope so." Amanda replied as Yukie looked at the walls.

"How far along are you?" Yukie asked.

"8 weeks." Amanda responded.

"Well, good luck. Cause I'm not doing jack shit." Yukie replied, before heading back into her room and locking it.

Amanda closed the door and rested her hands on her stomach.

"I'm sorry, kiddo. I'm sorry she wants nothing to do with you and won't tell anyone why… it's not fair to you because I always imagined your life with your Aunt Yukie in it. Now it just feels like she's running off. Maybe me and your daddy will find out, maybe we won't… but we're putting whatever she's upset about aside because our main focus is you and making sure you're safe and healthy, kiddo." Amanda explained.

It was after setting her prenatal vitamins in the master bedroom, having taken one earlier, Amanda felt tired and found herself slipping her sandals off before curling up on the bed and closing her eyes.

After making sure she had everything packed, Yukie left the house and headed to where Sami was.

Sami's eyes went wide when she walked in with her things.

"Look, Yukie-" Sami started to explain.

"I need somewhere to stay and you need help after surgery. I was a nurse, Sami." Yukie replied and Sami closed the door.

"Why not just tell them what happened to Shinichi?" Sami questioned.

"Because it's not fair that I lost my child while they get theirs. It just hurts." Yukie explained, Sami pulling her into a hug.

He couldn't bring himself to throw her out but he knew that Amanda and Finn needed to know the truth…

Present time, August 14th 2018…

The heartbeat echoed throughout the room as Amanda and Finn smiled, Cali Amann smiling as well.

"Kiddo's really grown since the last appointment. How are you holding up so far, Mandy?" Cali responded.

"Morning sickness is gone and my energy is back. Still taking naps at times to get extra sleep and eating healthy… with the occasional odd cravings." Amanda explained, admitting the last part.

"Any idea what's causing the weird dreams though?" Finn questioned.

"No one knows exactly what causes a pregnant woman to have strange dreams but people sometimes chalk it up to a lot being on the mind of the mom to be. Everything's gonna be okay, you two." Cali explained.

After the appointment, scheduling the 16th week ultrasound and picking up spinach alfredo pizza and breadsticks, Amanda and Finn ate.

And Finn lightly rubbed her back, Amanda leaning against him as he held her.

"I know, Darlin'. this house feels empty without her around… but Yukie didn't need to react the way she did. She could've told us why she's angry but she made that choice not to." Finn responded.

"She could've. And what gets at me is that she loves kids. She's always happy to see your nieces and nephews and plays with them and helps calm them down whenever they're upset or they trip and fall and skin their knees. She can't just outright hate this little miracle you and I created." Amanda replied.

"I'm sure we'll know soon. She can't keep this secret buried forever because not knowing is worse than finding out what happened." Finn responded as they stretched out on the leather couch and held each other.

Finn's right hand rested on Amanda's slightly swollen stomach as she was asleep… and Finn kissed her on her forehead before lightly moving her thermal babydoll tank top up and kissing her stomach.

"It's all gonna be okay, little one. We'll figure out what's going on." Finn whispered.

Adjusting Amanda's top, he stretched back out next to her and held her.

They had six more months left before holding their child for the first time and a lot left to do in those six months.

Because that time would fly by before they knew it.