Thank you everybody for all this awesome reviews, story alerts, and favorite author! I literally had like seventy emails cause of you all! It's great! Okay so this is supposed to be the "last" chapter in this story because I originally only wanted it to be a three-parter. Now I'm not so sure!? Please review though and help me, if this story continues on being a success I will extend it!
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Once Amy was ready and the doctor had arrived, it was chaos. Nurses were running everywhere and monitors were being hooked up. It looked more like a crime scene then a medical room Ricky thought as Dr. Hightower finally kneeled down in front of her and snapped her gloves. "Okay Amy, this is it!"
Amy groaned in response. She already had been pushing like mad but the doctor had said since she was so young it would take a little to get the baby out.
That time even he groaned.
But through all the pushing and screaming he could tell Amy was strong. She had always been strong. She had to be all these months, for his son.
And with that exactly eleven minutes and fifteen seconds later their son was born. Amy cried out as they heard the baby cry himself and Anne started to tear up as she congratulated the pair. They had made it. They had finally made it to where their baby was born.
Ricky felt like he was going to explode.
It was now almost midnight and they were exhausted. Ben, Ashley, and even George were still there and more than half of them were asleep. They still had no word on a baby yet and it had been over an hour since Dr. Hightower had been called. All they could do now was wait. George patted Ashley's head as she laid on his shoulder and looked over at Ben.
The poor guy looked like shit.
"Hey." He started. "You okay?" Ben looked over sleepily and nodded. George nodded in response. He couldn't even imagine what he was going through. His girlfriend was in there having another guy's baby. It was great for Ben to have stuck around all this time. Really great. But more and more as George thought about it he realized that Ricky was going to be around even more.
He was the dad. Ben was not. And even though Ben had proclaimed his love to his eldest daughter he wasn't sure it was true. It takes something pretty powerful to have sex, hell let alone make a child. And Ben hadn't done that, Ricky did.
This was Ricky and Amy's moment. It was their time.
Finally George had realized it.
Ricky looked at his child in a blur and then over at a smiling but exhausted Amy. After cutting the cord like a true papa the nurses had bundled their son up to go clean him off as Anne followed. Ricky retreated back to the chair where he had been sitting in for over five hours and chuckled a bit.
"Oh Amy." He choked up. She smiled and grabbed his hand. "Thank you." He whispered before kissing her forehead and she rubbed his hand.
They were both being extremely nice and grateful towards each other. Ricky had never felt this way about a girl before. It had been a long time since camp and a long time since Amy had been nice to him. But they had to bond together now. They had a baby boy to raise.
He couldn't wait.
Finally after minutes of prep and cleaning the nurse brought him over to Ricky.
She handed the blue bundle with extra care as Anne hugged Amy and even Ricky. "You two will do great. I can feel it." She whispered before leaving the couple to admire their son all on their own. Besides, she had a whole waiting room to tell.
Ricky smiled and let his tears fall on his son and he looked at him for the first time. He had Ricky's dark hair and ears. Amy's nose and thankfully he had been blessed with his smirk. That charming heart-breaking smirk. Yes his boy would do well. Amy laughed as he handed him over to her and saw the baby and Ricky smirk at the same time.
"He's going to be a handful." She smiled at Ricky who leaned over her shoulder and cooed at his charming boy.
And as they both smiled and gushed over their son Ricky noticed his eyes and started to tear up again. "He has…" He started. Amy looked over with tears in her eyes as well. "He has your eyes too Ricky." She smiled. The baby cooed in response as the happy family of three began their journey, as one.
Ben was counting the tiles once again on the ceiling as Anne came rushing through the ward doors. George sat up waking Ashley as Anne teared up once again.
"Do we have…?" George asked with a worried look.
Anne nodded before actually hugging her soon-to-be ex husband.
"We have a baby boy!" She proclaimed as Ashley cheered and Ben stood up.
They gathered around Anne as she told them about Amy and how the boy looks undeniably like Ricky. "In room 115." She told the three before going to get some water. They all hurried to go see the baby and especially Amy for Ben.
George waited around as Ashley and Ben left and saw Anne coming back.
"George what are you still doing here?" She asked. He pulled her in for a hug.
"She really did it huh?" He asked as Anne wiped her face and nodded.
"Were grandparents." George wrapped his arm around her as they went to see their grandson and finally, felt like a family.
They all gathered around the baby who Ricky protected fiercely but even let Ben hold him after Amy pushed him to be nice. George proclaimed how he had the Juergens nose and even Ashley let up and smiled like crazy towards her nephew.
But after an hour or so of holding they decided to leave. It was close to three in the morning and they all were exhausted. George decided to take Ashley home with himself to get much-needed rest as well as Anne who made Amy promise to call if needed. Her daughter smiled and hugged her mom in return. "I can do it."
Ben was continuing to sit in a chair though even after her family had left, saying they would be back that afternoon. Ricky, who was now holding their son looked over at a tired Amy and decided to take action.
"Ben I think you should go to." He said, brushing his finger over his sleeping boy.
Ben was about to open his mouth in protest when he saw Amy sleepily agree.
"You can come back in a couple of hours. I'll be okay."
Ben slowly nodded and got up to go to his driver. "Congrats Ricky. He looks just like you." Ricky smiled small as Ben left and Amy chuckled quietly.
"See you were nice there." She pointed out yawning. He smirked and shook his head. "That's because you were around." She blushed before pushing her hair out of her face. "I think we should put him in his bassinet, it's late." Ricky nodded while getting up to go over to the crib by Amy. He laid his son down before carefully tucking the blanket around him.
"You're already good with him." She whispered. He sat down next to her and once again she grabbed his hand. "It's easier than I thought. I mean I look at him and see myself and well, of course you too." He laughed. Amy smiled as she thought of a major detail they had left out.
"Ricky we still need a name."
Ricky shook his head agreeing. "I totally forgot."
"I wanted both of us to figure something out though; I didn't want to leave you out of this one too." Amy said as Ricky blushed this time. "Amy…" He started.
"What about Aaron?" She interrupted. Ricky thought about it.
Aaron. It meant strong in Hebrew. Yes, it was perfect.
"I love it." Ricky stated as Amy sighed and smiled. "Good, now you can pick a middle." Ricky pretended to groan and she laughed a bit trying not to wake baby Aaron. "Well I like Aaron Shaylor?" He replied quietly. Amy looked out the window staring at the full moon. That was a sign of luck she thought.
"It's perfect." Ricky smiled and kissed her forehead again before looking down at their sleeping boy. "Aaron Shaylor." He said to himself. He got up and retreated to his cot the nurses had brought in for the father, a request from Amy herself.
She didn't want to be alone tonight.
There was no other place he wanted to be.
"Aaron Shaylor Underwood you mean." She stated. He perked up just before laying his head down. "You mean it?" He wondered out loud. She shook her head. "You deserve it Ricky, after all I did, after all this little boy needs. He needs you and me for that fact. We're going to be a family either way."
Ricky grinned like mad. A family, a real one.
"What about Ben?" He suddenly asked once they were settled in. Amy hung her head. "I don't want to talk about him."
Ricky protested. "Ames you will…" "I said I don't!" She said raising her voice.
Little Aaron woke up and started to fuss. Amy was about to get him when Ricky stood up. "I got him." He cradled his son back to sleep while watching Amy. "You should get some rest too." She rolled her eyes. "Yeah so I won't be like such a bitch right?" She shot back. He put Aaron back in his crib while retreating back to his own bed. "I'm sorry okay? I was just…"
Amy cut him off again. "No I'm sorry. I was acting like a bitch and I even woke Aaron up. I just…I don't think I want to be with Ben anymore."
Ricky leaned up against the wall, shocked. "Are you sure?" He stammered. "I mean I thought you guys were like in love and stuff." Amy shook her head.
"I think he was always more in love with me than I was with him honestly." She answered. "Actually I think there's only been one time where I actually thought I loved someone and…" She stopped and met his eyes. The room fell silent for the first time in awhile and all you could hear was the baby softly breathing.
"You know what I said back to you at band camp?" Ricky said, clearing the air.
Amy shook her head in response. "What?" He let out the tightness in his throat and for once in his life told the truth.
"I said that I thought…I thought you and I were the start of something big or, could be at least."
Amy lowered her head once again, trying to find something to say. Ricky fought back tears. "I just wondered, I just thought that maybe if Ben was out of the picture and now that Aaron's here…"
Amy smiled, now crying herself. "I think that maybe, we should just see where this goes. I mean were going to be seeing each other either way so…" She whispered.
Ricky smiled before finally falling back on the pillow. "I love you for what happened today, and what you gave me. What you gave us." He said.
She laid down as well, exhausted. "I love you too. I love this life we created."
And for the first time in a long time, things were going to be okay for them.
