Ricky

Ricky awoke as the early morning sunlight crept in through his basement window. He was curled up on the couch with a book for expecting parents on his chest that he fell asleep reading late last night. He smiled at his sudden memory of yesterday afternoon.

Amy and him had been planning to go to her ultrasound together to find out the sex of their baby. She had called him early Saturday morning asking for a ride at around 3. When he knocked on her door later that day, she answered in a hurry almost as if she had been waiting by the door. She was wearing the yellow scarf she always wore on bad hair days. Ricky knew this because he had always liked her yellow scarf the best and thought she looked adorable all flushed and imperfect with her bangs brushed quickly to the side. Of course Ricky had never let these secret feelings out before, not even to his therapist. The only time Ricky remembered being completely open and honest to Amy was at band camp when he told her that he liked her. Right from the start Ricky had felt she was special.

They had arrived at the doctor's office by 3:20 and waited patiently in the waiting room for what seemed like ages. Ricky sat in a chair in the corner and bounced his knee up and down. He was filled with anxiety and excitement. Was he ready to know the sex of his child? Thoughts of his life before foster care flashed into his head. Ricky immediatly rid them from his mind by starring up at Amy who had begun to pace the room. She had her hand across her stomach and seemed to wince from time to time as the baby moved around. When finally in one of the exam rooms, Ricky helped Amy onto the patient table and sat on the stool next to the table. He moved his hand forward towards Amy's who didn't pull away. She squeezed his hand tighter as her doctor turned on the machine. Ricky brushed Amy's bangs away from her eyes so she could the screen.

Amy

The sound of birds chirping with the morning breeze gently woke Amy as she slowly opened her eyes and propped her self carefully on her elbows. She gave a sweet sigh of happiness as she rubbed her stomach and began to dream of the day before.

Amy had called Ricky around 9 am on Saturday asking to be picked up by 3. Her appointment wasn't until four but she wanted to spend some time with Ricky and see how he felt about finding out the sex of the baby.

Amy's family had gone up north to visit Mimsy but was hesitant to leave Amy behind because of her appointment later that weekend. Amy had persuaded them to go and assured them she would call Ben if she got lonely once his flight from a convention with his dad in New York had landed. Unfortunately Ben's flight had been delayed several hours and by noon Amy was really feeling alone. Amy decided to shower and change early. She was too frustrated and nervous to bother with her bangs that morning and quickly swept them to the side as she applied some suttle makeup to her ever-bloated face. If there was one thing Amy hated about this pregnancy, it was feeling like an elephant 24/7. Amy chose to wear her yellow scarf, not only because it was her favourite but because she felt as if it took attention away from her incompetent hair.

Amy paced her living room, constantly checking the time. Amy tried sleeping and worked on her essay for English but she was far to excited to be finding out her child's gender with Ricky that she couldn't sit still. Not to mention the fact that the baby was kicking and was probably just as nervous as she was. At 2:45 pm Amy decided to wait by the door just incase Ricky hopefully showed up early. He unfortunately was right on time and Amy swung open the front door before he had finished knocking. He was wearing his grey flannel shirt, the one he always wore when on his best behavior. Amy knew this because not only was it the only flannel Ricky owned but also he had decided to wear it the day she returned back to school. Amy loved Ricky in this shirt. It made him look so mature and let Amy feel as if he was capable of being a loving, protective father to her baby.

Amy could never share these thoughts with anyone. Not even Madison or Lauren. She had a mature loving amazing boyfriend who saw everything she had to offer despite the fact she was pregnant by another guy. What would her friends think knowing there was the possibility she still had feelings for Ricky? Amy had begun to regret asking Ricky to pick her up early. He seemed distracted by something as if he was scared to death to find out the gender of their baby. She was terrified as well. Today it would all be come real. In a few moments, they would know if they were having a boy or girl.

Amy worked off her nervous energy as she once again paced around the waiting room. She was sure to make sound affects whenever the baby kicked to see Ricky's reaction. She was used to her baby moving by this point but Ricky certainly wasn't. He got this look of guilt and fear every time. It was obvious he cared but didn't know how to show it. Inside the exam room, Ricky acted as a true gentleman and helped Amy on and off the exam table. Before they started the ultrasound, Ricky moved his hand into hers and she nervously squeezed back. Her hair fell into her eyes and just as she was about to fix it, Ricky gladly held her bangs back as the doctor prepared to show them their baby. Checking once more that the young parents were to know the sex, she gently raised her finger pointing at a small body part and said, " Looks like a boy"

Ricky

Ricky and Amy were in such high spirits as they drove to the dairy shack for a quick meal before returning back to Amy's house where her family now home, anxiously awaited some news. Ricky couldn't believe they were having a boy. He was a bit apprehensive and shared this with Amy. After today, he wanted to be open with her. He shared he was worried he wouldn't be able to break the cycle of abuse but knew he wasn't at all like either of his birth parents.

Amy listened carefully and seemed concerned but not worried. She told him she had faith that he could become a responsible parent but that she still wasn't sure if keeping their son was the best option. Though this upset Ricky, he let the comment slide because he wasn't in the mood to ruin such a perfect moment

Once in the restaurant, Ricky insisted Amy sit and rest as he ordered food. She was reluctant to even go inside because she didn't want to be seen so pregnant. Ricky promised he wouldn't let anyone say anything to her. He treated Amy to two burgers, a large fries and her favourite shake. She seemed overly excited at the sight of such tasty food all at once, which made Ricky feel tingly inside. He couldn't help but stare at the woman carrying his child as she polished off the last of his own shake and met his gaze with her gorgeous eyes. She cocked her head in confusion but Ricky avoided her by getting up to clean the table. He helped her up and they headed for home.

Amy

Once out of the doctor's office, Ricky leaned in towards Amy and hugged her. She felt totally thrown back by this gesture and began to tear up as the thought of a baby boy began to dawn on her. Ricky wiped away a tear, which only made her feel more emotional. She knew he was trying to be a nice guy for her today and she felt sort of guilty because she knew it wasn't really him.

It was an act played very well as Ricky once again surprised her by offering a dinner for two at the dairy shack before heading back to her house. On the drive to the restaurant, Ricky explained how he felt about having a son. He was worried about his own fathers abuse and even though Amy tried to look concerned, his fears really worried her. What if his worries came true? And he couldn't be the father he hoped to be? Amy wanted only the best for her child, and while she really appreciated this genuine honesty from Ricky, she couldn't help but restate the fact she was still looking into adoption. This seemed to irritate Ricky but if it did, he had done an excellent job of not giving into it. She valued the fact that Ricky hadn't tried to start an argument

At the restaurant, Ricky took Amy's hand in his and motioned to open the door to the building. Amy stopped for a second looking down at her enormous belly and shot Ricky a look of fear. He looked down and starred deeply into her eyes promising her he wouldn't let anyone say anything to either of them.

Amy trusted him and followed him inside where he helped her into a comfortable booth and bought her dinner. The meal had been delicious and even though she didn't want to gain too much weight, she couldn't help but notice Ricky's half eaten shake. He caught her biting her lip in confliction with it and freely slid the shake over to her. As finishing her beverage, Amy watched as Ricky starred her up and down. She knew exactly when to meet his eyes and when she did, he anxiously got up and threw out their garbage. Amy felt totally helpless but needed Ricky's help in getting out of her seat. He gladly helped and kept his left arm around her waste as they walked to his car.

At home, Anne, George and Ashley waited for Amy's return. When she walked in with Ricky, they were a little thrown back. She explained that Ricky was kind enough to buy them dinner and that he wanted to be there when Amy told her parents the good news. Ricky stood behind Amy watching her family wait with anticipation.

"So we went to the doctor" spoke Amy slowly but it was Ricky who finished her sentence "and it turns out were having..." In unison they both said out loud "A Boy!" Amy watched her mom clap her hands in excitement as her sister and dad hugged before they all surged forward with open arms for Amy. Ricky stood off to the side as he watched the excitement play out. Amy reached for his hand and brought him into the circle eyeing her dad to shake his hand. Though he still hated Ricky for everything he had done, he reluctantly obeyed his daughter.

Ricky

Before leaving, Ricky and Amy took a minute out on the porch. The temperature had dropped and Ricky noticed a chill go up Amy's spine. The last thing he wanted was for Amy to get sick so he reached into her and pulled her close to him. She cautiously whispered his name but gave in and laid her cheek on his shoulder. His warmth felt good against her chilled body and Ricky knew he was gently relaxing her. He began to rub her back and soothe her with whispers, telling her he was here and she was going to be okay. The baby responded to his voice and violently kicked Amy in the ribs. She let out a deep unexpected moan and doubled over clutching Ricky's bicep. He withdrew his hand but saw Amy was uncomfortable he gently calmed her heavy breathing by stroking back her bangs and then leaned in and kissed her lower lip.

She gently returned the kiss and before either one knew it they were making out on Amy's front porch. Amy wanted him so bad at that moment but knew no one would approve, plus she already had a boyfriend! Ricky felt as if he didn't deserve Amy even though he desired her touch more than he ever had from anyone else. They decided to say goodnight before things got out of hand... again. Ricky rubbed his hand across Amy's stomach as she placed her hand on top of his. He suddenly remembered something and pulled his hands free. He said he'd be right back and ran to his car. Within a few seconds, he returned with a blue plush puppy dog. He handed it to Amy who squealed at the sight of it.

"Its adorable!" she exclaimed "but how did you know to get blue?"

"I have a pink one in the back seat as well."

"Well, we thank you" Amy cheerfully replied, heading inside.

Ricky was so excited and full of adrenaline that there was no way he was going to sleep. He went home and told his parents the good news. Both were thrilled. Later that night, Ricky changed into his pajamas and went to relax on his couch. He pulled a book his mom had loaned him and started on the first chapter of 'What to Expect When You're Expecting'. The exciting day had taken quite a toll on him and within the first ten pages, he was out like a light.

Ricky was brought out of his day dream by a loud vibration coming from the coffee table. He turned towards the noise to find his phone dancing with a new message. He irritatingly reached for his cell and clicked view. A text from Joe starred him right in the face asking if he wanted a fake I.D for the wedding.

Amy

Amy was brought out of her day dream by the smell of no breakfast coming from the kitchen. Thinking her mom was waiting for her to wake up, Amy quickly got dressed. Wearing yet another scarf, Amy was hoping today would go as good as yesterday. Ben was coming home today. She was going to tell him she was having a boy. She didn't know how he would react because he had wanted a girl but she didn't care because he wasn't the father and didn't get to be upset over the gender. Amy's mom was at the kitchen table, sipping a cup of coffee as Amy strolled into the kitchen. Amy requested an egg white omelette for breakfast and her mom suggested she make it herself.

Anne stated to Amy that this was her son now, and her responsibility. If Ricky and her were deciding on keeping their son, both would have to show it by getting jobs an working around the house to provide what a baby would need. Amy stormed out of the room. Why had her mom brought this up now. Why did having a boy fulfill the reason to completely change everything so suddenly? Knowing she wasn't going to have the privilege of a home day care center for her son through her mom scared her. How was she going to pay for everything she needed – that her son needed without assistance from her family? This wasn't a lesson to be learned, it was a life. A life she was forced into taking care of all because of… Ricky. He was another matter all together.

Amy slammed her door and plopped down on her bed as best she could. Why did Ricky have to be such an idiot, such a liar constantly toying with her heart? She felt so stupid for have even trusted him but also knew she was angry and didn't want to hate the father of her baby especially after how sweet he had been last night. Amy needed help. The help of a young responsible rich boy who loved her in a million different ways. Amy grabbed her phone and went to ask her mom for a ride to the closest diner. Anne was pleased to see Amy had listened to her so openly. After her self excusal from the table, Anne was sure she was in for a fight. Amy asked to get driven down to the restaurant to apply for a cashier opening. Anne insisted on staying but Amy told her she would get a ride back from Ben who she wanted to spend the day with and express the good news to. Once her mom was out of sight, Amy sat in a booth next to the window and waited for a waitress while she texted Ben to meet her ASAP.

About 15 minutes later, Ben surged through the door out of breathe and concerned. Amy loved to see him worried about her. It made her feel special. Ben sat in the bench across from her and asked what was wrong.

"I came here for breakfast. My mom's gone on strike and it's the worst possible time to do it. The baby's going to be here in three months. She doesn't want to stay home and care for him while I'm at school. How am I to afford child care?"

Ben responded back hesitantly as if not to set off another hormonal spazz this early in the day "You could get a job? And wait did you say him?"

"Oh yes! Sorry!"

Amy placed her fork down and finished swallowing her food. She placed her hands on her stomach and gazed up at Ben.

"I'm having a boy. We found out yesterday"

"We as in you and Ricky?"

"Yes, why?"

"No, just wondering. That's amazing" Ben bent over the table and kissed Amy on the cheek "Now don't you want to provide everything for this little guy, even if it means getting a job?"

"That's what I told my mom I was doing this morning. I lied and said I was going to apply for a job but I came here to eat since I'm not getting anything at home."

"Well then how do you plan on taking care of him without a job?"

"I came up with a better solution… Do you still want to get married?"

A/N NOOOO! Ha-Ha. Hope you guys loved this story as much as I did. This is my first Fanfic ever even though I published other stories first. I love this story so much because it takes things directly from the show and twists them into perfection.

This is something I've never tried before but I hope you didn't mind the alternating points of view. Incase you didn't notice, the scenes are covered twice by both Ricky and Amy. I posted the sequel. I will only be making this a two-shot. Comment with what you want to happen. I'm interested to see. Ramy or Bamy?