Disclaimer: I don't own The Secret Life Of The American Teenager and I never will. No copyright infringement intended.

Author's Note: I don't even ship Ashley/Ricky, but I noticed something between them last week, and this fic idea wouldn't leave me alone. I hope you enjoy it!

Ashley Juergens-Underwood tried to make her way through the grocery store as fast as she could, so she could get home and start dinner.

Ricky was going to be home in time for dinner today. He had been away on a business trip for two weeks, and Ashley had missed him.

The forty-five year old still couldn't believe she had fallen for Ricky Underwood – He was John's father, the first person Amy had ever slept with.

Ashley still wasn't sure how it – their relationship – had even happened in the first place. But she and Ricky loved each other.

They saw thirty-one year old John a lot. He lived about half an hour away with his wife Melanie and their six month old daughter, Amelia. Both Ricky and Amy had freaked out about becoming grandparents at first, but they got over it immediately. Everyone adored Amelia.

After finishing up her shopping, Ashley went home.. "How were they today?" she asked the baby-sitter. Ashley didn't like taking her kids shopping. They tended to get a little hyper in stores.

"Casey didn't want to eat, but I got her to eventually. Nora is still napping, while Gretchen has been playing in her room for a little while. I just checked on her. She's fine. Miss Lee called earlier. She's dropping off Lucas off at 10:00AM tomorrow."

"Okay, thanks for telling me. I'll see you on Monday, Lisa." Ashley paid the baby-sitter and she was on her way home.

Ashley checked on all three of her daughters and then started dinner. She couldn't wait to see Ricky again. The girls missed him, too.

Oldest daughter, Katherine Georgia Juergens-Underwood, or Casey, was their oldest at four. Gretchen Anne was three, born thirteen months after Casey. Nora Amy, their youngest and surprise baby, had been born only six months earlier.

Lucas Lee Underwood was Adrian and Ricky's thirteen year old son, born after a one night stand between the two after one of their many break-ups. Adrian was getting married on Sunday, so Ashley and Ricky were getting the teenager for three weeks. That hardly ever happened.

Ashley and Ricky had kissed the night of her high school graduation. She had gone to Europe with Griffin immediately afterwards and refused to discuss it when she returned a few months. The two had tried to deny they had any feelings for each other.

After that, Ashley had left for New York for college. She had met someone and got married at the age of twenty-one. They had been divorced three years later.

After her failed marriage, Ashley returned home. She and Ricky had kissed again and then agreed a relationship between them was bad. It would never work, and Ricky had a child with her sister! Amy would not be happy about that.

Ashley and Ricky slept together about three months before Adrian got pregnant with Lucas. Both agreed that it should never happen again.

At Amy's wedding, the two tried to ignore each other. It worked at first, but they eventually ran into each other and kissed.

Six years ago, Ashley and Ricky finally gave up on denying their feelings for each other and became a couple. It created a rift between Ashley and Amy at first, but they eventually got over it.

And now, they had three kids and were happily married. Life couldn't be better for Ashley and Ricky.

The door opened, and Ashley smiled as Ricky stepped through. "Hey. I love you."

"I love you too," Ashley answered. Ricky smiled and walked over to his wife. He kissed her.

No, Ashley still didn't understand why she had fallen in love with Ricky Underwood, but she didn't care.

They were happy, and nothing else mattered.