This is my new story and first on this account. I wrote stories before, but I had to get a new account. This story continues after the episode finale Be My, Be My Baby(after Anne's baby was born). I really liked the season finale, and I've really gotten a better look at how the characters are, and I'm going to try to keep this in character. I hope you like this new story. This first chapter is just to kind of start off the story so not too much happens. Anyway, please review and let me know what you think.

(Sorry for the last scene, but it's relevant to the story.)

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When I walked into the nursery that night, I had the feeling that someone was watching me. Looking straight ahead at John, I quickly turned around and brushed my hair out of my face. I stared watchfully ahead and sighed when I realized it was only Ricky. He quickly flashed a small, crooked smile at me and walked forward between me and John's crib.

"You're here late," I told him indifferently. It wasn't until then that I realized how truly tired I was, but it didn't surprise me considering everything that was going on lately. I closed my eyes tightly for a second to restrain from the somnolence, and I sighed and brushed my fingers restlessly through my hair, only to find Ricky looking curiously at me.

As I locked eyes with him, he nonchalantly walked to John's crib and looked down at him as he said simultaneously, "Yeah, that's okay, isn't it?" He carefully reached down and pulled John into his arms and then turned back around to face me. "It's only ten," he informed me.

I nodded with a blank look on my face and sat down in the chair that was in the nursery. I watched him as he held John and after I didn't say anything, Ricky spoke up and said, "Is it weird having two babies in the house?"

I was surprised at the sudden change of subject. I nodded drowsily and said, "Yes, but I'm sure I'll get used to it. We're all going to have to get used to it." As I said this, I was remembering when Ashley and I were talking in my room two weeks ago, the night Robbie was born. I was still looking for those changes I was going to make, and I was hoping that I didn't have to look too far.

I also had a flashback of when Ben was over here, and I actually told him I wanted to get engaged and move in and have sex with him. I wasn't sure why I said that because I wasn't ready to get engaged- I am only in high school. I did hope to marry Ben some day, but at the same time I was having doubts about it. It seems like Ben and I have drifted apart over the past year. I was still worried about what may have happened in Italy; he seemed so different when he came back, and he always looks like he's hiding something.

"Oh, sorry," I suddenly heard someone from behind me. Slightly startled, I turned around and looked towards Ben. He stood there uncomfortable at the doorway, appearing nervous about something. "Is it too late? I'm sorry-"

"No, it's fine," I smiled. "I'm kind of tired, but you can come in if you want." I watched him as he slowly walked to the center of the room. I raised an eyebrow at him as he restlessly glanced between Ricky and me.

He looked like he was contemplating walking over to me, but he probably didn't think I wanted him to because I didn't stand up when he came in. I groaned and finally decided to stand up. I stopped in place where I was standing and said tiredly, "Ben, I'm really exhausted. You should probably leave."

"Come on, Amy. I haven't seen you since school yesterday, and you didn't even talk to me," he said calmly.

"I didn't?" I didn't remember that I hadn't talked to him at all yesterday. "Ben, I'm sorry. I thought I talked to you. But you can come back tomorrow. I just don't really feel like seeing anyone right now."

"Ricky gets to stay?," he asked and quickly looked over at Ricky. Ricky looked up at Ben and over at me questionably, both of them waiting for my answer.

"Uh," I managed to say quietly. I looked back and forth between the two of them and was about to say something, but Ricky quickly cut in, "I don't have to, but I can stay here if you want and take care of John. You can go to sleep."

I stared at him and then nodded slowly, wondering if Ben would be jealous. "You don't need to take care of him all night," Ben interrupted us. "He's almost nine months old. He doesn't cry during the night anymore, so why would you need to stay over here?"

He shrugged and simply replied, "Because he's my son."

Ben seemed to grasp the fact and all he did was nod and mumble in a low tone as he turned towards the door, "Yeah, I know." I followed him into the hallway as he walked out the door, and he stopped and stood beside me.

"I'll see you tomorrow," I said, but it sounded more like a question than a statement.

"Actually," he began, "Th- there was something I wanted to talk to you about before I go.." he trailed off.

"Oh," I said, already realizing what he wanted to talk about. I wasn't sure, but it seemed like he was about to break up with me. He looked back in the room at Ricky and nervously looked back at me. He looked like it was something he really wanted to get off his chest but didn't have the courage to say it. "It's nothing. I'll just talk to you tomorrow." You mean, break up with me tomorrow.

"Okay, Ben," I said, too tired to bother with it anymore. "See you tomorrow."

"See ya," he whispered, a sad expression suddenly on his face. He leaned in and quickly kissed me. "I love you, Amy." I stared at him and just nodded slightly, and he gave me a small smile and walked down the hall. I froze where I was standing until I heard the quiet click of the front door being shut, the noise seeming so loud in the surprisingly quiet house.

I stood in the hallway, right outside of the nursery. I let myself fall stiffly down to the floor, my knees against my chest, as I stared straight ahead at the wall. I could hear the sound of footsteps behind me, and I barely turned my head to look up at Ricky standing in the doorway.

He looked at me, his face unreadable, as he gently held John in his arms. Then, I studied him closely; he was wearing jeans and a dark T shirt with an unzipped collared jacket, the usual kind of clothes he wore.

"You okay?," he asked calmly. I slowly looked away, feeling embarrassed, as he met my stare.

"I'm fine," I finally managed to say. I groaned as I pulled myself up off the floor and stood a few feet from Ricky. "You know, you don't have to stay over here or anything. John usually sleeps through the night, so you can leave if you want to."

He nodded and said, "I guess I'll see you later then." He smiled a small smile and headed down the hall on his way out the door. I didn't know why, but for some reason I had the urge to chase after him.

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Ricky paced down the driveway and to the house beside Amy's, which was Adrian's new house. He stepped up to the front porch and casually turned the doorknob, but he found that it was locked. He knocked on the door and waited, and within only a few seconds the door flew open, Adrian standing there.

"Hey," she said, opening the door wider as he automatically stepped in. Ricky closed the door and grabbed Adrian around the waist, pulling her towards him. "Hey," he mumbled in a low voice right before pressing his lips to hers.

Adrian kissed back, but then tried to pull away as she walked into the living room. They both stood in the center of the room behind the couch; Adrian pushed Ricky off of her and looked straight out the window and said, "Amy's watching us."