A/n: Wow! Thank u everyone for reviewing the story! I'm having a bunch of fun writing it. lol. It's getting intense. No worries though about who Adrian's baby's daddy is. I would never in a million years make Ricky the father of that baby too. That's way too messed up for me. I mean, how many baby's can one 17 year old father on a tv show! I really liked what babyxgirl921 wrote 'it would be really unfair to Ricky for him to have two babies at such a young age' and I completely agree. I mean give the guy a break. I hope that if Adrian really is pregnant on the show that it's not Ricky's, I hope it's Ben's. I think that will make the show even crazier. But overall I would appreciate if the writers took that whole storyline out because I don't think there needs to be anymore pregnant teenagers plus I'm not a huge Adrian fan. But I am not a writer for the show so it's not up to me. Anyway so here ends my rant and the beginning of chapter 3. I hope you guys enjoy and at this part of the story is when it has nothing to do with spoilers and none of this I'm sure will come true, it's just an idea that came from my crazy crazy imagination.

Chapter 3: The Nothing

Ricky knocked on my back door ten minutes to nine. He knew John's bedtime was nine and over the past three months we'd gotten used to putting him to bed together.

"Hey there's my guy and girl." He said coming into my bedroom to put John to bed.

John chortled when he saw Ricky, but I felt ice in my stomach thinking about Adrian and what she'd been doing over her earlier. After kissing his son on the head he turned to smile at me. Slowly his smile slide off his face though, probably something to do with my expression.

"What's wrong Amy?" he asked confused.

I looked down at John and opened my mouth to ask the burning question.

"Rickey…when was the last time you and Adrian had sex?" I whispered still looking at John.

"Adrian?" Ricky asked as if the name was foreign to him.

I slowly looked at him and found a look of bafflement on his face.

"This is about Adrian? She looked upset at school today, but I didn't ask her why. I haven't talked to her in about two months." He said shrugging.

"That's not what I asked you. When was the last time you and her had sex?" I asked louder.

I was so upset I felt like I couldn't breathe. Ricky and I were making progress weren't we? We'd been together for three months and nothing bad had happened.

Until now.

"I don't know. Maybe…four months ago at least. I told you, Amy it's all about you and me now. The only girl I have sex with is you."

I glared at him, "We haven't had sex yet."

Ricky smirked, "but we will soon. Why are you asking about Adrian anyway?"

I raised my eyebrows and looked at John sleeping in his crib.

"Oh." Ricky said putting two and two together.

"She's pregnant isn't she?" he added a strange note in his tone.

I nodded and looked at him.

He sighed loudly and shook his head.

"She has a long road ahead of her. Why did she come here?"

"She said she couldn't take the test alone. Are you sure there's no way its your baby?"

"Not unless she's four months pregnant. How many months is she?"

I shrugged, "she's going to the doctor's tomorrow."

Ricky nodded and we both watched John sleep.

"What do you think is going to happen to her?" I asked quietly.

Rick shrugged, "Don't know and don't care. It's her problem."

I raised an eyebrow at him and he laughed.

"What? Do you disagree?"

"Ricky, it wasn't so long ago that I was in her position. I was so scared and alone." I said remembering none to fondly the months of my pregnancy.

"But you had Ben." He said probably to try and make himself feel less guilty.

"Ben wasn't you." I blurted out before I could stop myself. I blushed and pushed on with my confession. "I wanted you to be there with me the whole time." I admitted. "But you were with Adrian and if—"

"There's no way her baby's mine."

He interjected taking my hand.

I looked down sadly at our intertwined hands.

"Are you 100 percent sure?" I asked looking into his eyes.

He nodded and we held each other's gaze until we heard Ashley on the stairs and we had to drop hands.

"We should tell them." Ricky said as we listened to Ashley in the hallway probably snooping.

I shook my head. "I don't think now's the best time. Adrian's pregnancy is going to be around town soon and I don't want to seem like we're rubbing it in her face." I said looking down.

Ricky groaned, "come on, Amy. Adrian isn't apart of our lives anymore. We barely talk to each other. She doesn't matter. How many times do I have to tell you!"

"Ricky! She's pregnant though. She needs my help. She can't do this alone." I said feeling sorry for the girl.

We looked at each other for a long while thinking of the inevitable future.

"What about you and John moving in?" he asked after the long silence.

"That goes with telling our parents and everyone else that we're together." I said sadly. "And I want to wait to tell them." I added when he groaned and pulled me close. I giggled when he started nuzzling neck.

Everything was forgotten for now and we leaned in to kiss each other.

Adrian called me early the next morning to ask me to come to the doctors with her. I was surprised at her sudden need of companionship, but I knew what she really needed was someone who'd done this before.

"I'm sorry for dragging you and John with me but—" she started to say but I cut her off.

"But you didn't want to be alone." I said finishing her sentence.

She nodded and we continued on to the doctors with John riding in back of the car. We went into the doctor's office and waited in the waiting room. I was very much reminded of my first time here waiting to see if I was pregnant with John. I smiled down at my son and watched Adrian twist nervously in her seat.

"Adrian Lee?" The nurse called and Adrian stood up.

"Amy? Could you…?" she trailed off gesturing to the door.

I nodded and picked John up to follow. We went into the instructed room and we waited for the doctor to show up and take some blood work. She came in asked some questions and took Adrian's blood. Then we waited some more. I was nervous to hear the results so I couldn't possible imagine how Adrian was feeling. As we waited I decided to ask her a personal question.

"Adrian?" I asked rocking John in my arms.

She looked at me, "yeah?" she asked.

"Are you…Do you know who the father is?" I asked afraid to hear the answer.

She avoided my gaze and half shrugged. "I know it's not Ricky if that's what you're asking."

I felt lighter inside and I ducked my head to hide the smile. "We haven't had sex in four months and I just started feeling like this." She said bitterly.

I watched her fidget in her chair.

"But…Amy I'm sorry I have to tell you something important." She said urgently.

"What is it?" I asked surprised. If she didn't sleep with Ricky and she wasn't pregnant with his baby what else could she feel guilty about?

"I…I slept with Ben." She whispered so quietly I almost couldn't hear her.

I heard her though even though I wished I hadn't. I felt relief for some reason and that scared me.

"Ben?" I asked feeling surprised at the emotions her confession were bringing up with me.

She nodded and suddenly the door burst open and the doctor came in.

"We have your blood results, Ms. Lee." The doctor said looking at John and I then at Adrian. "Maybe your friend should—"

"No she's fine. She'll stay." Adrian insisted.

The Doctor nodded and started flipping through her chart.

"Ok so we took some blood because you thought you were pregnant, correct?"

Adrian nodded.

"Well I'm sorry to tell you Ms. Lee that you are not pregnant but you've actually tested positive for HIV. I'm very sorry." The doctor said softly.

I snapped my head to look at Adrian and watched as the blood drained out of her face and it crumpled into tears. I knew my expression had to be similar, but I couldn't bring myself to comfort her. I was frozen in place as John played obliviously on my lap.

The doctor started to speak to Adrian, but all I heard was white noise. I glanced over at her and saw her blank expression, I figured she was hearing the same thing I was, nothing.

After the doctor's appointment with Adrian I went home and started dinner for the family. I put John in his playpen and got to work on the pasta, salad, and garlic bread sticks. I worked quietly and diligently only stopping to feed John and clean the dishes in the sink.

I didn't want to think about Adrian.

I didn't want to think about how she was slowly dying.

I didn't want to think.

I wanted to make dinner for my family, play with John, and mind my own business.

When the clock chimed 7 my sister came into the kitchen slowly followed by my father and Robbie.

"Wow! Look at this." Dad said surprised when he saw all the food I had prepared along with the sparkling kitchen I had cleaned.

I smiled sheepishly and turned to Ashley who was digging in happily to the pasta and bread sticks.

"Wow Amy this isn't half bad." she said surprise evident in her voice.

I brushed my hair out of my face and smirked at her.

"Glad you approve. Should we wait for mom?" I asked glancing at Ashley who looked in turn to dad.

He paused for a minute then shrugged, "nah. We've waited till 7—"

"I'm home! George! Amy! Ashley!" mom yelled coming through the front. "I brought a guest with me so I hope there's room for one more." She yelled as we heard shuffling in the hall.

I picked up John and all four of us went into the kitchen followed by Moose.

"Aw! There's Moose." My mom cooed upon seeing the dog.

Then she took Robbie from dad and hugged Ashley and I.

I turned to look at her guest who was to my slight dismay, Ricky. I was hoping to put off talking to him until I had fully fathomed the big secret that surrounded Adrian.

I smiled hesitantly at him then turned quickly back to my mom.

"I made dinner." I said pride seeping into my tone.

My mom looked at Ricky then back at me.

"Are you going to invite Ricky for dinner?" she asked pointedly.

I rolled my eyes and turned to Ricky. "Do you wanna stay for dinner?" I asked in a monotone voice. Half of the reason I said if like that was because we had to 'keep up appearances' with my family and the other half was because I was upset.

He shot me a smirk, "Of course I would. What did you make?" he asked an odd tone to his voice.

I knew he noticed my icy greeting.

I sighed loudly, "pasta—"

"The best pasta I've ever had!" my dad interrupted leaving the hall to go back to the kitchen probably to steal another bread stick.

"And bread sticks." My sister added yelling from the kitchen.

"Oh! And salad! Wow Amy you really went all out." My mom said as Ricky and I followed her into the kitchen.

I blushed and looked at John who was reaching for his father. I handed John over to Ricky and went over to my mom a smile on my face.

"It's no big deal. I had some time on my hands." I said grinning.

"It's fantastic too." She added smiling at me.

I turned to Ricky about to offer him a plate when I saw John pulled Ricky's hair with enthusiasm. I giggled loudly and Ricky shot me a scowl.

"Can you—?" he started but I took John from his arms before he finished the request and went to sit at the table in the dining room. I watched as everyone took a plate for themselves then join me at the table. They all dug into the food as if they hadn't eaten in days and I felt proud of myself for making them so happy. They deserved happiness and I felt sad with the knowledge I possessed about Adrian. She deserved happiness too, she was supposed to have a long life full of—

"Amy? Why aren't you eating?" my mother asked interrupting me from fully zoning out.

I blinked back to reality and looked at all of them watching me.

"I'm not hungry." I said shrugging and started to get up.

Suddenly Ricky spoke up. "Wait! Amy, don't you wanna—" Ricky started to say but I cut off angrily.

"I don't think now's the time." I seethed through gritted teeth knowing he wanted to tell my parents and Ashley.

He tossed me a perfect smirk and looked at my father then my mother.

"I—" he started to say.

I shook my head and shifted John on my hip.

"Ricky! No!" I said loudly.

Everyone turned to look at me.

"No what? What's going on here?" dad asked glaring at Ricky and I in turn.

"Oh God! You aren't pregnant again are you? You didn't get pregnant on one of those nights we let you stay at Ricky's did you? Because we—" my dad yelled standing up.

"No! Dad! No! It's nothing like that! No one's pregnant." I said laughing a little.

He was just being ridiculous.

Ricky looked at me when I said that.

"What about—" he started to say.

"Dad what we want to tell you is that…well Ricky and I want to move in together. To raise John." I said smiling stiffly.

There was a moment of silence and then everyone was talking at the same time. We were all standing up now and everyone was talking and getting louder and louder until John began to cry and then Robbie did too.

"Stop talking." I yelled rocking John. Ricky came over and took John from me and he immediately calmed down. I glared at the two and Ricky smirked at me. It took Robbie a little longer to quiet down and when he did Ashley began to talk.

"This is great! I can take your room." She murmured oblivious to everyone being able to hear her.

I laughed, "yes you will. And mom, dad you'll have more room for yourselves and Robbie. It's kinda perfect."

My dad looked suspiciously at me and then at Ricky.

"Why do you wanna move in with him? Are you two getting together is that the idea?" dad asked suspiciously.

I looked down on the floor so no one would be able to see my blush. If they saw that, I'd be done for and everyone would know about Ricky and I. I didn't want them knowing, not right now. Not with the crisis with Adrian. And how did I know if I could trust Ricky? How did I know if he was clean or not? They had been together many times. Was he sick too? When had she contracted it? I held back a shutter.

"Well, George, you see—" Ricky began but I cut him off.

"No, it would just be better for John. We're friends now, we can stand to live with each other for the sack of our son." I said my voice monotone.

I didn't look at Ricky I just turned around and walked upstairs into my room.

I didn't want to deal with them.

I could hear them downstairs arguing.

Then it was quiet and I heard footsteps on the stairs and outside my room.

I was lying on my bed with John lying beside me.

I wished briefly I was him with a whole world still at my finger tips waiting to be explored.

"Amy?"

I recognized Ricky's voice.

My eyes were closed and I felt the bed dip under and I could feel John crawl towards his father. The bed bounced to its regular position and I heard Ricky set John in his crib. Then the bed dipped once again and his hand was in mine.

"Amy." He said shaking my hand gently.

"What's the matter?" he whispered.

I gulped and bit my lip nervously.

"Ricky if I ask you to do something important, will you?"

I finally opened my eyes to see him.

I watched him nod.

"What is it?" he asked.

"I…I want to hold off on telling my parents about us and about me moving in...because of Adrian." I started quietly.

He interrupted me, "I already told you Adrian and I are over. She has nothing to do with—"

"She's sick." I whispered.

He stopped talking and looked at me intensely. "Sick? With what?"

"Ricky I want you to get tested, before we move in together." I blurted out sitting up on my bed.

I watched him look shocked for a minute and then he laughed.

"Tested? Like STDs? Hey, babe, I know I'm not sick."

I glared at him.

"I didn't say that. I just want you to get tested so I know we're both clean." I said staring at my bed spread.

"if I'm getting tested then you are too." He said in a rough tone.

I looked up at him and laughed.

"Ricky, the only person I've had sex with is you. I know I have nothing, but you have slept with quite a number of girls and I know you can't count all of them on one hand…probably not even two…or three." I said smirking at him although deep inside it bothered me that he'd slept around so much. "So I just want to make sure." I added softly.

He glared at me, "fine, but I still wanna get tested together."

I rolled my eyes and nodded. "Fine."

We were silent for a minute.

"So what's wrong with Adrian?" he asked quietly.

I sighed sadly and replied in a quiet voice, "she tested positive for HIV."

(A/n: so? how was it?