Amy buried herself in her summer classes. She missed John so much it hurt and school was one of the ways she tried to distract herself from the pain. She didn't realize she could hurt this bad, but she's made the decision to leave and this time, she has to live with it. Because what would be the alternate choice? She didn't want to think about that. Every time her mind wondered about where she would be if she wasn't all alone here in New York city, she forced herself to do something else. She just couldn't bring herself to think about it. As if this reality wasn't depressing enough, she couldn't make herself even more depressed by thinking about the alternative. But…what if she..no forget it. You've made up your mind and this time have the guts to stick to it.

Her phone rang. She checked the call id. Adrian. She knew she was just checking up on her again like she did five times a day. And its not that she wasn't grateful to her friend for making sure she was you know, still alive, but it didn't really make her feel all that better. And she still finds in weird that after being so adamant about going to school in California, so much so she should add, that she jeopardized her relationship, she just got up and ran away to New York with Omar the second he came back for her. She decided to let this one go to voicemail. She started thinking about John again, he would be just finishing daycare, so Ricky would be picking him up any minute. It would take them about 30 minutes to get home and then Ricky would probably be making dinner, so if she called in about 40 minutes she can get a good amount of skyping in before they have dinner. Their morning skype call was cut off short earlier today because Ricky had to get John to daycare earlier than usual. She checked the time every five minutes. Ughhh is time moving like extra slow or something? She thought. She resisted the urge to call earlier, knowing it would be no use. They would still be on the road anyway and she would've just have to them back again. Finally, it was 4:15, she knew she should give them an extra five minutes to get in, but she couldn't wait. She dialed Ricky on skype hoping the computer was already on. It took a few minutes and she saw the Ricky's legs as he answered hello and then disappeared from the screen, giving her a view of their…his couch.

"Uhh Hey Ricky?"

"Hey Amy", Ricky's voice called from the other side of the room. There was a bit of shuffling around… "one sec, we just got in and John is by the door taking his shoes off. Alright buddy, lets go, there's someone who wants to talk to you."

"MOMMY!" Amy heard John yell out and her heart started racing like she just sprinted across central park.

Finally she sees her son on the screen.

"MOMMY!" John yelled out again, seeing her on the screen.

Hey Buddy! I missed you so so so much, but I'm going to be coming home soon for a little bit and I have some fun surprises for you.

Yay! I miss you too mommy.

They talked for another half hour and then it was time for John to have some dinner. She and Ricky spoke for a minute or two, just to talk about what time she would be calling again in the morning and arrangements for when she came home that weekend, before the call was ended. Amy was once again sitting alone in her apartment.