Cravings (3 Months into the pregnancy)

Amy woke up to see that it was 1:46am. She had such a restless night, and just needed to talk to Ty. She nudged him, "Ty," She whispered, to which there was no response. She nudged him again and whispered louder, "TY!"

Ty bolted up right and looked at her, "What, what? What's wrong? Is it the baby? Are you ok? What time is it?" He asked, trying to wake himself up.

Amy waited for him to come round a bit more, "No, nothing is wrong… But… I really want a chocolate milkshake." She explained.

Ty looked at the clock and saw that it was 1:49am, he groaned and lay back down, "Amy, it is ten to two in the morning, I only got home two hours ago, just lie back down and go back to sleep. We can get some milkshakes tomorrow," He reasoned.

"But…" She began to argue, but Ty interrupted her.

"No, no buts. Come on, we have the whole day to spend together tomorrow, we can go to Maggie's and drink all the chocolate milkshake you want. Okay?" He said, opening his arms for her to lie in.

"Okay. I am looking forward to our day together. Sorry for waking you up." She sighed, as she lay back down in his arms.

"Me too. Now come on, let's get some sleep," Ty mumbled, placing a kiss on top of her head.

"Hmm ok." She replied, as she could hear Ty's breathing slowing down as he had obviously managed to fall straight back to sleep. She just lay there wondering about everything, she placed her hand on her tiny, yet barely noticeable bump and smiled. She was going to be a mother. It was a scary prospect, but she knew that her and Ty would be the best parents they could be and that they would help each other through everything. She closed her eyes and attempted to get back to sleep.

She spent the next half an hour just tossing and turning. Luckily, once Ty was asleep, he was usually dead to the world. Although, at times like now, when she wanted to talk to him, it wasn't the greatest. She saw that it was 2:28am. She still hadn't got back to sleep and was desperately craving a chocolate milkshake. She rolled over and faced Ty, who was quietly snoring, she really didn't want to wake him up, but she just needed to talk to him, "Ty," She whispered, nudging him gently, he didn't even budge, so she shook him a bit more and said, "Ty!"

Ty groaned, "What now?" He sat up, rubbing his eyes, he looked at the clock and sighed, "Amy it's half 2. What's the problem?"

"I still really want that chocolate milkshake, actually, the baby really want's a chocolate milkshake. Can you make me one?" Amy asked.

Ty could see that she wasn't herself and kissed her forehead, "Alright, I will have a look in the cupboard and see if we have any mix."

"Thank you, I love you." She replied.

"I know you do." Ty laughed, turning the bedside light on, "Two chocolate milkshakes, coming up."

"Two?" She asked.

"Well, seeing as I am making one for you, it would be rude not to make one for me," He laughed.

"You're the best husband that I could ever wish for," Amy sighed.

"I know," Ty teased as he walked over to the kitchen and went to the fridge.

He opened the door and sighed, "Erm…"

"Erm what?" Amy asked.

"We kinda don't have any milk…" He replied, "We are just gonna have to wait till we go to Maggie's tomorrow."

He shut the fridge and walked back over to the bed to get in, Amy looked heartbroken, "Babe, there is nothing I can do now."

"Can you not just go over to the house and get some? I am sure they won't mind," She asked.

"No, I don't think they'll be too happy with me going in there at this time, besides, I don't even think we have any milkshake mix. Why don't we just go to bed and we will get up early and get a milkshake?" He suggested, pulling the covers back so he could get into bed.

"But, the baby really wants a chocolate milkshake. I don't think I can explain how much. What in case the baby will hate me? All because I couldn't have a chocolate milkshake?" She sobbed.

'Oh boy… here come the waterworks' Ty thought she had become more and more emotional since being pregnant, and Ty was struggling to get used to his wife's challenging emotions. "Amy, the baby is not going to remember this one night. Besides, I don't know how anyone could hate you," He said softly, wiping the tears away.

"Ty, please. Can you go and get some milk or even a McDonalds chocolate milkshake? There is that 24/7 one open in town… and I think I will be able to sleep if I had one?" She asked, batting her eyelids at him.

Ty looked at her, he would do almost anything for her to shut up so he could go back to sleep. He and Scott had such a busy week, he was really looking forward to some down time, "Seriously hun?" he sighed.

Amy looked at him and nodded, "Please? I won't ask you for anything, ever again. I really and I mean really need a chocolate milkshake. Pretty please? I'll make you breakfast in bed," She suggested, looking at him, innocently. But he wasn't having none of it, so she turned on her charm and gave him the look. She crawled over to him and started placing kisses along his jawline and down his neck, this usually helped her get her way.

Ty shifted uncomfortably and pulled away from her, "Alright, fine. I will go to McDonalds. As long as you promise to make me breakfast in bed and I never have to do this, ever again." He said sitting up and putting some socks and shoes on.

"Thank you. Yep, you will get a full English in the morning, with extra cuddles on the side. You are the best husband in the world. You know that?" She replied, smiling.

"Yeah, yeah… I'm just whipped…" He sighed, and Amy laughed. "Right, I will be as quick as I can." He said, giving her a kiss on the forehead. He walked over to the stairs, grabbed a jacket and his keys and went downstairs.

Ty had been gone almost 25 minutes, Amy knew that he was at the side of town where all the takeaways were, so she texted him 'RING ME, ASAP xxx'. She put her phone back on the bedside cabinet and waited for it to ring. Ty was just walking out of McDonalds when he heard his phone ding, he put the milkshakes in his truck and read the text from Amy. All of a sudden he went into panic mode and rang her back straight away, "Hey, what's wrong? Is everything ok?" he asked

"Yeah, everything is fine… Did you get the milkshakes?" Amy replied.

Ty sighed, "Yes, I got them. They are in my truck and I am just about to set off home. I will be as quick as I can."

"Right, that is what I want to talk to you about…" Amy started, "Well, the baby doesn't just want a chocolate milkshake now… It really, really wants cheesy chips and gravy, from that takeaway that we always go to."

Ty groaned, "Amy, are you serious? Its 3am…"

Amy smiled, she knew the exact face he was pulling, even over the phone. "Very serious. Please can you grab some on your way back? I will make it up to you, in more ways than one…"

Ty sighed, he couldn't say no to that, "Alright… I will go and get some. God this baby has some weird cravings. Right, I will be home in about 20 minutes. See you later." He laughed

"Bye, love you!" Amy replied.

Ty sighed and shut the door of his truck. He walked over to the takeaway and got two portions of cheesy chips and gravy. Once he had the order, he got in his truck and made his way back to Heartland.

It was 3:30am when he pulled up, he quietly shut the door on his truck and made his way back up to the loft.

"Thank god you're…" Amy started but then ran to the bathroom and proceeded to throw up. Ty put everything on the kitchen table and ran in after her, he pulled back her hair and knelt down beside her.

"Where has this come from?" He asked.

"I don't know…" She sighed, resting her head against her arm.

"Come on, let's go back through. We both have a nice portion of chips and a chocolate milkshake to drink." He said, helping her up.

Once they both sat down in the kitchen, Amy drank her chocolate milkshake, while Ty started to unwrap the chips. As soon as the smell of the food hit Amy, she was in the bathroom quicker than a flash. Ty knew she didn't like him seeing her be sick, so he kept an ear out and started eating his chips. She came out with her hand covering her nose and mouth, "Ty, I am sorry but you are going to have to throw them out, way away from here. And open all of these windows… the smell is knocking me sick!" She exclaimed.

Ty sighed and put the chip he was eating back in the tray, "Right, I will go and put these in the bins outside… Why don't you open the doors?" He asked, to which Amy nodded. Ty took both cartons of chips, cheese and gravy and took them to the outside bins.

When he got back into the loft, Amy was no where to be seen. He knew where she was though, so he went into the bathroom and sat down beside her and rubbed her back. "Thank you," She said, feeling exhausted.

"It's ok. Do you want to go back to bed?" he asked.

"Yeah, okay." She replied and took his hand. He led her back to bed and pulled the covers back. The pair of them got into bed and cuddled up together. Ty turned the light out and closed his eyes. Next thing he knew, his shirt was wet and it felt as if Amy was crying. He sat them both up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Amy sniffled and rubbed her eyes, "I really wanted cheesy chips and gravy," She cried. Ty tried to hide a sigh.

"It's ok, we will get all the cheesy chips and gravy tomorrow. As well as the thousand and one chocolate milkshakes. Ok?" He reasoned.

Amy nodded, "Thank you. I do love you."

"I know you do, now come on. Let's get some sleep." He replied, kissing her head, "I love you too."

Ty lay back down and sighed, with a sobbing Amy in his arms, 'only six more months of this… only six more months to go' he thought to himself, as he finally felt himself go back to sleep.