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Reality Sucks…

"You wake them up." George said looking over at Ashley

"Have you woke Amy up recently? It's like a scene straight out of the Exorcist." Ashley said

George's eyes traveled from his youngest daughter to his oldest. She was laying on her back with her head turned to the right. Next to her was John with a pillow on the other side of him. He guessed to was there to keep John from rolling off the bed but turned into a pillow for Ricky. George made a face and rubbed the back of his neck as he looked at Ricky. He had pulled the chair over to the side of the bed and was leaning forward, his feet firmly planted on the ground with is head resting on the pillow.

"How can he sleep like that?" George asked pointing at Ricky "It has to be uncomfortable."

"I'm not waking them up."

"Come on, Ashley. I thought we had a deal. I would tell your mom about us leaving for the summer and you would wake up Amy when we got here."

"First off, I never said anything about waking up Amy. Second, when you went to talk to mom this morning, I thought it was to tell her something else." Ashley said crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at her dad.

George squirmed under her glare, saying "That's not right, you know. Parents shouldn't be afraid of their kids." When her glare only seem to intensify, he threw his hands up in the air, saying "Fine, I'll do it but you owe me."

As he approached the bed, John started to squirm. George stop and gave Ashley a smile before saying "That's right buddy. Help grandpa out and wake up your mom and dad."

John turned his head towards the sound of the voice but was unable to see anything. Ashley rolled her eyes as the baby's face scrunched up and small whimpers started to escaped.

"That's low, Dad."

"What? He needs to get up to." he said with a shrug of his shoulders, taking his spot next to her.

As soon as John's whimpers started to increase in volume, Ricky's head shot up from the pillow, wincing slightly from the stiffness in his back. Amy's eyes instantly opened only to see Ricky reached over and take John into his arms, pulling him to his chest. George let out a little laugh as a slight smile tugged at Ashley's lip from the look of relief that washed over Amy's face. When she leaned back and closed her eyes again, George spurn into action.

"Ames, you can't go back to sleep. Dr. Hewitt will be here soon with your release papers."

The two teenagers instantly focused on the door, realizing for the first time that they were no longer the only three people in the room. When his dad stop rubbing his back, John grabbed a fist full of Ricky's shirt and started to cry, letting everyone know he wanting his breakfast. As Ricky turned to grab the diaper beg, Ashley held out a bottle.

"I thought he might want a fresh one." she shrugged

"Thanks." Ricky said taking the bottle.

Satisfied that her son was in capable hands, Amy turned to her dad, asking "How long's the doctor going to be?"

"The doctor's here." Dr. Hewitt said walking into the room "Alright, Mr. Juergens here's Amy's prescription. You're going to want to get that filled as soon as possible. The pain medication she took earlier will be fading soon and she'll be in a lot of pain. Now, all I need from you is a signature on this paper and Amy's free to go."

"Thank god." Amy exclaimed throwing the blankets off of her.

"Wait, there's some things I need to explain to you first." Dr. Hewitt said "The stitches on you forehead will come out on two weeks. You're leg is going to be in cast for at least a month. For the next's two week's I want you to move as little as possible. I'm sorry Amy but that means you're not going to be able to work for two weeks."

"I'm sure she'll survive." Ashley said causing her Dad to glare at her while Ricky chuckled a little.

"What about summer school?" Amy asked looking at her dad "I have to complete summer school. If I don't, I don't advance to the next grade."

"I'm sure they would excuses you." he said before looking at Dr. Hewitt "Can't you write her a doctor's note or something."

"Yes, but if her presences is required, I would recommend using a wheel chair around school. Walking on crutches would be hard on your leg. Especial with a heavy book bag."

"Ames, I'll have your mom call the school and see if they can excuses you for a week."

"Alright. Let's go."

Dr. Hewitt gave her a small smile, saying "I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a nurse to bring in a wheel chair. Hospital policy, someone has to escort you to the front door in a wheel chair."

"You should know that, Amy." Ashley said giving her a smirk

Amy rolled her eyes as Dr. Hewitt cough to cover up the small laugh that escaped before saying "Besides, you might want to change out of the hospital gown."

"I don't have anything to change into."

Ashley sat a bag down on the bed, shrugging her shoulder "I thought of that to."

"Thanks." Amy mumbled pulling out a pair of short. She looked down at her leg before looking between Dr. Hewitt and her Dad, saying "How am I suppose to do this?"

"You and I are going to wait in the hallway." George said point at Ricky "Ash, help your sister."

"Oh jeez." Ashley said but shut her mouth when she saw the look her dad was giving her. Ricky and George walked out of the room, followed by Dr, Hewitt, who paused in the door way.

"The nurse shouldn't be to long." she said with a smile before shutting the door behind her.

George leaned against the wall and watched as Ricky shoved, the now empty bottle, in the pocket of his pants before maneuvering John so his head was rested against his shoulder. Placing a soft kiss on the back of his son head, Ricky started to pat his back gently, trying to help any bubbles that might be trap in the baby's stomach, escape.

"You're really good with him." George suddenly said causing Ricky to look up and smile. "Why aren't you nervous? I remember being scared out of my mind with Amy. Even when she was his age's, I was scared I was going to drop her."

"Oh, I'm nervous." Ricky said before he could stop himself. Clearing his throat, he said "There was a couple of baby's around at my foster parents house. I'm not a rookie when it comes to feed a baby or changing a diaper but it's different when it's your kid."

"Yeah, I know."

Ricky repositioned John so he was cradling him in his arms before looking over at George, asking "Does it ever go a way?"

"What?"

"The nervousness, the consent worry?"

George chuckled before shaking his head, saying "Never."

"OH MY GOD!" Amy's shrinking voice came through the door.

George rushed into the room, followed closely by Ricky to see Amy sitting up on the bed, with her leg's hanging off the side, staring at her sister.

"What? What wrong?" he ask

"N-Nothing." Amy said sending a look at Ashley.

Laughing a little at her sister redden face, Ashley said "Amy just realized she won't be able to shave her leg for a month."

"Ashley!" Amy hissed as her face turned even redder.

Ricky acted like he didn't hear what Ashley said, obvious to Amy's embarrassment and place John in his car seat. A worried expression suddenly crossed George's face.

"What's wrong with you?" Ashley asked her dad.

"Huh? Oh, nothing." he lied

"What's going on, Dad?" Amy asked suddenly curious.

George let out a sigh before saying "I don't have the thing that goes to that."

"What?" Amy asked now confused

"You know, the thing the car seat clicks into."

"The base?"

"Yeah, I don't have one in my car." George said as a nurse wheeled a wheel chair into the room.

George reached over and helped the nurse help Amy into the wheel chair. They made it all the way to the elevator before Ricky spoke up.

"I have one in my car. I can drive John to your house."

Amy looked down, biting her lower lip as she played with her hands nervously. She wasn't worried anything would happen. She knew Ricky would keep John safe but the sudden feeling that came over her last night when she thought Ricky was going take John home, suddenly came over her again. She didn't want to be separated from him.

Recognizing the look on her face, Ricky suggested "Why don't I give Amy and John a ride home. That way you can pick up her prescription."

"That's a good idea, Ricky. Thanks"

Ricky nodded as the group reached the front entrance. He sat the car seat down on the ground so he could help Amy stand. George handed her the crutches and the nurse made sure she had the hang of walking with them before disappearing back into the hospital. Once they reached Ricky's car, he clicked the car seat into place while George helped Amy into the front seat. Ricky took the crutches from George and maneuvered them into the back seat.

"Watch it." Ashley said

Ricky looked across the back seat to see Ashley sitting in his car. "What are you doing?"

"Your going to my mom's house. I live right next door. It's not like you have to go out of your way to take me home."

"I thought you were riding with me." George said looking into the back seat

"I don't want to wait around the pharmacy." she said shrugging her shoulder..

"Daddy?" Amy said in a soft voice.

"What is it, Ames?" he asked worry etched a crossed his face

"Please hurry." she said wincing in pain

"You got it." he said leaning in and kissing her forehead. He stood up and shut the door as Ricky started to walk around the car. "Hey"

"Yeah?" Ricky said looking over the car at him.

"You have my whole world in this car. Drive carefully."

Ricky nodded his head before getting into the car. He adjusted his mirror and caught a glimpse of Ashley in the back seat. Looking over, he noticed Amy leaning against the window with her eye shut. As George's words echoed through his head, Ricky suddenly became nervous. Taking a deep breath, he started the car and back out of the parking space.

"God, could you've driven any slower?" Ashley exclaimed getting out of the car once Ricky pulled into the driveway.

He rolled his eyes as she walked into the house. He open the back door and pulled the crutches from the back seat, leaning them against the car so he could help Amy stand up. As she got out of the car, she immediately lost her balance only to fall in his arms. He instantly wrapped his arms around her waist to steady her as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"T-T-Thanks." Amy said looking him in the eye I forgot how good he smells, she thought to herself.

They hadn't been this close to each other since the night they conceived John. Body's smashed against each other, lips merely inches apart. Ricky's eye traveled from her lips to her eye's. Unconsciously licking his lips, he softly said "Don't worry about it."

The butterflies, she hadn't felt since their night together, suddenly returned. What is going on, I can't feel like this towards him. This is Ricky, John's dad, she thought. Putting her hand on his shoulders, she pushed her body away from him and shivered from the lost of heat that seem to radiate off him.

Sensing her uneasiness, Ricky said "Are you good?" when she nodded her head he went on "I got to grab the crutches."

Once again she merely nodded her head. He unwrapped his arms from around her waist. Placing one hand on her hip, to help keep her steady, he reached over and grabbed both crutches in his free hand. As soon as she grabbed them from his hand, it went to the other side of her waist, gripping her hip gently to keep her steady while she got situated.

"I think I got it." Amy softly said before finally looking him in the eye again.

His hands instantly dropped from her waist and he moved out of the way so she could step away from the car. When she was far enough out of the way, he shut the door before saying "Hold on, let me get John out of the back so I can walk with you to the door. I don't want you slip and fall."

Once again, Amy couldn't seem to find her voice and only nodded. Resting her weight against the crutches, she watched as Ricky leaned in the back seat to removed the car seat. She felt the blush creep into her cheeks once she realized she was staring at his butt. Averting her eyes when she saw him getting out of the back of the car, Amy bit her bottom lip as she stared down at the ground in front of her.

Ricky stood up straight and set the car seat on the ground so he could grab the bags out of the back seat. Throwing the straps over his shoulder, he shut the door and picked the car seat back up, noticing for the first time Amy's redden face, her bottom lip caught between her teeth, her eye intensely focused on the cement like something spectacular was going to happen. He laughed a little to himself. One of the many things he would never admit to like about her was how easy you could read her body language and right now she was highly embarrassed about something.

"You alight?" he asked with a hint of amusements in his voice.

"Huh?" she said looking at him. Her cheeks seem to turn a deeper shade of red, indicating to Ricky that whatever she was embarrassed about, had to do with him. "Y-Y-Yeah, I'm fine."

Ricky nodded his head, a smirk finding it was across his face as he switched the car seat over to the other hand. Placing his free hand on the small of her back, he didn't miss the spark of electricity that seem to pass between them at the smallest contact. I've never felt that with Adrian, he thought as they started to walk towards the door.

They walked into the kitchen to see Anne talking on the phone. She gave them a smile and kissed Amy's forehead before walking towards the hallway, saying "Yes, the doctor recommended that she stay home for two weeks."

Amy frowned at what her mom had said into the phone, wondering who she was talking to. She's been the center of gossip since she started to show and was really enjoying the fact that people seem to have gotten over the fact that she got pregnant at fifteen. Now, people had a new reason to talk about her.

"She's probably talking to the school." Ricky said when he saw the frown cross her face. He sat the bags down on the counter before asking "Where do you want to go? The living room or your bedroom."

"I pretty sick of being stuck in a bed."

"Then the living room it is."

Ricky followed her into the living room and set the car seat down to help her sit on the couch. Once she was comfortable, he grabbed one of the throw pillow off the couch and sat it on the coffee table. As gently as he could, he helped her left her broken leg on to the coffee table, resting it on the pillow.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" he asked when he saw her wince in pain.

"No, it's fine. I just hope dad get's here soon with the pain medication."

"Do you need me to get you anything? Water, a magazine, anything?"

"Actually, a glass of water sounds good." Amy said looking up at him, giving him a smile "Please."

"Yeah." Ricky said nodding his head as he disappeared into the kitchen.

"That was sweet." Ashley said from behind the couch. She had witness the entire tender moment that passed between them, unnoticed.

"What?" Amy said, turning her head to look at her sister "What was sweet?"

"You and Ricky."

Amy rolled her eyes "There was nothing sweet about it. He just feel's guilty and this is his way of trying to make himself feel better."

"Or he cares about you."

Amy rolled her eyes and was about to tell Ashley she was wrong when George burst through the front door, saying "Alright, I'm here and I have your drugs."

Amy laughed, taking the bag from her dad as Ashley rolled her eyes. Ricky came back into the living room and handed Amy the glass of water before unbuckling the buckles of the car seat, picking John up. Amy unscrewed the cap and popped two pills in her mouth before taking a drink.

"If you're good, I'm going to give him a bath." Ricky said as John grabbed a fist full of Ricky's shirt, making baby noises like he was trying to talk to his dad.

"I'm all set. Ashley can you show him where John's bath tub is."

"Follow me." Ashley said standing up

George laughed as he took a seat next to Amy. Patting her good leg, he said "That's right Ames, mike it for all it's worth."

Amy rolled her eye, causing her dad to laugh a little harder. She looked down at the table before looking back at her dad "Um, Dad?"

"Yeah Ames?"

"I can't reach the remote." she said pointing at the table where the remote laid, just out of her arm reach.

He laughed as he reached for the remote and handed it to her. Suddenly, Anne appeared in the living room and looked at the couch.

"How are you feeling, Amy?"

"I'll feel better as soon as the pain medication starts to work." she replied, never taking her eyes off the tv.

"Good, that's good. George, can I talk to for a second."

"Hold on a second Anne." he replied, much like his daughter, never taking his eyes off the tv.

"George. Kitchen. Now." Anne demanded before walking into the kitchen.

"What did you do?" Amy asked, looking over at her dad.

"Nothing." he said casing Amy to give him a look. "Really, I didn't do anything." he said before waling into the kitchen.

Secret Life

Ricky looked over at Ashley, who stood in the doorway of the bathroom, watching him.

"You don't have to supervise. I know how to give my son a bath."

"I'm not standing here to watch you. Mom and dad are going at it again and this is the only safe place."

"You can't go away for the summer, George. I need you to stay home with Amy while I go to work." Anne's voice carried into the bathroom.

"David would give you the time off." George said

"No, I'm going to be taking time off after I have the baby and I don't want to ask for any more time off right now."

"God, this sucks." Ashley said walking into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. "No matter what's going on between you and Amy, never argue like this in front of him. Or when his in the house."

Ricky looked over at Ashley as he took John out of the baby tub and wrapped a towel around his small body, carefully drying him off. Obviously their parents auguring was getting to the Juergens girls more then they let on. He simply nodded his head, not sure what to say to her and open the door. Ashley followed him as he walked across the hall to the nursery. He laid John down on the changing table and picked up a diaper.

"You need to rub lotion on him first."

"He's a boy. He doesn't need lotion."

"Amy always rubes lotion on him after she gives him a bath."

Ricky looked at Ashley as he took the bottle of baby lotion and rubbed it all over John. Setting the bottle back down, he looked back over at her, saying "Happy?"

She smiled and handed him a diaper along with some baby powder. Ricky rolled his eyes but took the items out of her hand. After making sure the diaper was secured around John waist, he looked around before looking back at her.

"I forgot to grab some clean clothes."

Ashley rolled her eye as she walked over to the dresser, pulling out some clean clothes. He mumbled a quick thank you as he took the clothes from her and dressed John. They started to walk towards the door, stopping once they reached it. They could hear George and Anne still yelling at each other.

"Think it's safe to go out there?" Ricky asked

"Probably not, but if they see you, they might stop. It's rude to argue in front of company."

Ricky nodded and walked out of the nursery, heading towards the living room when Ashley grabbed his arm and led him towards the kitchen. Clearing her throat rather loudly caused both adults to shut up and look at them.

"Ricky needs to make John a bottle but was afraid to interrupted you two. Can you put the yelling on hold long enough so he can come into the kitchen with out feeling uncomfortable?" Ashley said pushing Ricky into the kitchen.

He shot Ashley a dirty look as he walk further into the kitchen. He just feed John almost two hours ago and knew he wouldn't be hungry but pulled the jar of formula down anyway and started to make a bottle as the adults mumbled apologizes under their breath.

Clearing his throat, Ricky said "You know I can come over and help Amy out with John when you go to work, Anne. I'm sure if I talk to Mr. Boykewick he would understand. I could come over in the morning before you leave for work and then go to work after you get home." Finally getting the courage to turn around, he saw the look of surprise on everyone face, he added "If that's alright."

Anne sent a pointed look at George before looking over at Ricky, saying "Thank you Ricky. That would be wonderful."

"See Anne, there no reason to have a freak out. Everything taking care of."

"What about getting Amy back and forth to school. Her car won't be fixed for two weeks and ever then she can't drive for another two."

"I'll drive her." Ricky said, shrugging his shoulder "I'll be here any way's. I'll take her to school, take John back to my place for a little while, pick her up and bring them home."

"I don't know." Anne said "We're kind of asking you to do a lot. Helping out with John is your responsibility but taking care of Amy isn't."

"It's no big deal. I don't mind."

George gave Anne the same look she had giving him earlier before saying "See, everything worked out."

"Well, the least we could do is give you some gas money for all the running around you're going to have to do. George give Ricky $100."

"What?" George exclaimed

"No really, it's fine. You don't have to give me anything."

"Nonsense Ricky, with how high gas prices are today, it's the least we can do. You know what, why don't you make it $200."

"Why do I have to pay him?"

"Because you're the one that want's to ride around in a RV all summer. Besides, a new house and a new bike, I'm sure you can afford it."

Anne walked out of the kitchen, indicating that the conversation was over as George pulled out his wallet, mumbling something about having to go to the bank.

Secret Life

The next few day's passed quickly. Ricky talked to Mr. Boykewick and he agreed to move his hours around so he could spend the day helping out with Amy. The school agreed to let Amy miss the first week of summer school as long as she completed the school work by the time she returned for the second week. The night before George and Ashley left, Ricky got the entire family to sit down for dinner. Surprisingly, it went smoothly. They laugh and joked around as they sat around the diner table, eating. After Amy and him put John to bed that night, she walked him out to his car. Which was strange in the first place since he usually showed himself out. He didn't know what to say when she gave him a soft kiss on the check and whispered thank you. By the time he recovered, from the sudden affectation she showed him, Amy had already made it back to the house.

That night Ricky couldn't seem to fall asleep. The feeling of her soft lips against his face, brought back a bunch of memories he had buried deep inside of him. He shut the alarm off before it went off and jumped into the shower. As he pulled up in front of Amy's house, he pushed all thought of the kiss out of his mind. They were going to be spending the next eight an half hours together and he didn't want it to be awkward.

Little did he know, Amy was in the same place he was. She didn't mean to kiss him last night. It just sort of happen. Her family hadn't sat down for dinner like that since before she was pregnant and it wouldn't have happen if Ricky didn't insist on it. She eventually fell asleep but only after the pain medicine started to take over and even then, her dreams were filled with her and Ricky doing unspeakable things.

"Amy?" Ricky called out as he entered the house.

"We're in my bedroom." Amy said. She waited for him to appear in the door way before saying "Thank god you're here. Can you get my a glass of water?"

Ricky made a face but nodded and walked towards the kitchen. He returned seconds later and handed her the glass, asking "Where's your mom?"

Amy immediately put the glass to her lips and gulped down half the glass, holding up one finger, indicating she would answer in a minute. Pulling the glass away, she tried to catch her breath before saying "She had to go in early today. I asked her to get me a glass before she left but she must have forgot."

Ricky shifted uncomfortable, hearing her breathless, think this was going to be a long eight hours before saying "Why didn't she call me? I would have came over."

She sent him a smile that made it hard for him to breath before saying "You've done enough besides she only left like fifteen minutes ago."

Ricky nodded as Johns whimpers started. Before Amy could lean over, Ricky was beside the play pen, picking John up, saying "You're not suppose to be moving around."

Amy raised an eyebrow at him but didn't say anything as she turned her attention back to the papers scattered on her bed.

"What's that?" Ricky asked as he sat down in the chair, holding John out in front of him.

"My homework for summer school. I guess my Dad picked it up before they left this morning."

Ricky looked at John as guilt came over him again. It wasn't fair that she had to go to summer school because he got her pregnant which resulted in her having to take some time off after the baby came. Looking back over at her, he said "You want me to do it?"

"It my leg that's broke not my hand. I'm sure I'll be ok."

Ricky turned his attention back to John, who was trying to reach out and grab his shirt. Amy leaned over to the other side of the bed and he immediately jumped up, pulling John close to him, saying "What do you need?"

She looked over at him and said "My pen, it's on the table."

"You need to stop moving around so much. Dr. Hewitt said not to move around." he said as he walked to the table, picking up the pen that was out of reach and handed it to her.

She wanted to tell him that leaning over to get the pen wouldn't hurt her and that Dr. Hewitt meant walking around but decided against.

"Thank you."

Two little words. That was all she said but the moment those words passed her lips her, he swore he could feel her lips pressed against his cheek again. Focusing his attention back to John he said "What do you think? Should we get you some breakfast?"

John looked at his dad before a little smile crossed his face and he coo. Ricky felt his heart swell. It was the first time he saw John's smile. Amy noticed the surreal look on Ricky's face.

"What?"

"He smiled."

"What?"

"John. He just smiled at me."

"He's never smiled at me before." Amy said as a frown crossed her face.

Ricky sudden felt pride swell deep inside him. Not only had John smiled at him but it was his first smile. Even though he's never said it out loud, it always pained him to think that he might miss one of the first. Not living with his son, it was possible that he would miss his first word, the first time he crawled, his first step and to know that he witnessed his first smile and that the smile was directed towards him, made him feel like he was on top of the world. Looking over at Amy, he saw the frown. Pushing the papers aside, he sat down on the bed next to her. Resting his back against the head broad, he held John out in front of them and said "Come on, buddy. Show mommy your smile."

John looked between his parents before trying to stick his hand in his mouth. Amy pulled it way, saying "Yucky, don't suck on your hand baby."

A smile suddenly crossed the infant's face as he let out a giggle before pulling his hand back to his mouth. Ricky looked over to see tears in Amy's eyes.

"Pretty incredible, huh."

"He has your smile and that laugh, how cute was that?"

Ricky was thrown off when she said his smile. When she looked at him, he quickly asked "Has he laughed before?"

"That's the first time I've heard it." Amy said before pulling John's hand out of his mouth again causing the baby to giggle again. "Yeah, that's defiantly your smile."

Ricky looked over just in time to see Amy send him a smile. Once again their face were inches apart. Ricky licked his lips before leaning in ever so slightly. She wasn't sure what was happen, even the voice in the back of her head was telling her to stop but she found herself leaning towards him, too. Just as their lips were about to connect, John let out another giggle causing the two to jump apart.

Amy cleared her throat before turning her attention back to her homework. Ricky pulled John to his chest and leaned away from her. It was then that he noticed her freshly painted toe nails sticking out of the cast. It wasn't the glitter cover toenails that caught his attention though, it was the flower that cover the cast the covered the top of her foot.

Finally getting the courage to look at her again, he raised an eyebrow and pointed at the picture.

Amy laughed, saying "Ashley thought I need a fresh pedicure before she left. By the time she moved out of the way, that was on my cast. She said the white cast was to boring and it need to something that brought life to it."

"So she drew a flower and painted it with glitter nail polish?"

"Yeah, I was just as shocked as you. When I asked her about it, she said I would want something like a flower."

Ricky looked down at John, saying "I don't know about you but I think you should have been the first one to sign mommy's cast."

"He can't hold a marker Ricky. Let alone draw something on it."

"Sure he can." Ricky said.

Before she knew what was going on, Ricky had pushed her good leg out of the way and was leaning over her thigh, blocking her view. He sat John on the bed, putting his free arm around him, pulling him to his chest so he wouldn't fall over. Making sure he was supporting his weight, he turned his head to look over his shoulder, asking "Am I hurting you?"

"No." Amy whispered

"Good." He said with a nodded of his head "Don't move."

Ricky looked around before he felt a tap on his shoulder. Looking over his shoulder, he saw her holding out a couple of sharpies. Rolling his eyes, jokingly, he took the markers out of her hand.

"Quite moving." Ricky instructed

Amy laughed as she reached for her phone, that was ring on the table beside her bed. "Sorry," she said before flipping it opened "Hello."

"Amy, my love. I just got off the phone with my dad. He told me about the car accident. Are you alright? Is John ok? I'm on the internet right now looking up plane tickets to come home. I'm so sorry, if I would have just taken you two with me to Italy, none of this would have happened."

The smile suddenly disappeared from her face as soon as she heard Ben's fanatic voice. How could I forget about Ben? Looking at the back of Ricky, a certain brown eyed girl popped into her head. Does Adrian even know he's here? Amy and Ricky had been living in this little bubble since she was released from the hospital. Playing house almost and she was enjoying it. It seemed like they were a family, like her family use to be. But the bubble just popped and reality came crashing down around her.

She watched as Ricky turned to look at John before turning back to the cast. John looked at his dad before reaching for the marker, which Ricky pulled out of his reach. Taking a deep breath she said "Hey, Ben."

She watched the back of Ricky but he didn't give any indication that it bothered him. If she would have been able to see his face, she would have seen the frown that disappeared just as quickly as it found it way on to his face.

"The earliest flight doesn't leave until tomorrow morning, Italy time so I can be home sometime tomorrow night."

"No," Amy said rather quickly "I mean everything's fine here. There no reason to rush home or to come home early at all."

Ben was silent for a moment before saying "My Dad told me that Ricky's hour got moved around so he could spend the day with you."

"It's not so he can spend the day with me. It's so he can help out with John. My leg's in a cast, Ben. It's not easy to move around."

"All the more reason for me to come home. I can take care of you and help out with John."

"Ricky is John's father, Ben."

"Yeah and I'm his step-dad. He needs to bond with me to."

Amy made a face. She didn't like Ben referring to himself as John's step-dad. Sure, they went through with the whole wedding thing but, legally, they weren't married and he wasn't John's step-dad. He was just…her boyfriend. Once again, Amy couldn't keep the frown off her face.

"Everything's fine, Ben. You don't need to come home."

"Fine." Ben said giving up. He didn't bother to tell her that his father had already told him the same thing. "Listen, Amy I have to go. I'll call you later."

"Ok, bye."

"I love you."

Amy bit her bottom lip. She knew she had to say it back or that would start a whole new argument but for some reason, as she stared at the back of Ricky's head, she didn't want to.

"Me, too." she said before hanging up the phone and tossing it on to the bed.

They sat there in silence for a minute before Ricky said "Alright, buddy. I think we're done. How about we get you some breakfast, now?"

Amy opened her mouth to stop him but he was off the bed and out of the room before she could make the word come out. Letting out a groan, she covered her face with her hands. She didn't know why she felt so bad all of the sudden but she really wished she didn't have to have that conversation with Ricky lean over her. Suddenly remembered what was going on before Ben had interrupted them, she looked down and smiled. Written on the cast was 'I love you mommy. Get better soon.' with was looked like a truck at the end. The butterflies had returned to her stomach as she leaned against the head broad and closed her eyes, trying to figure out what was going on inside her head.


Teaser

"What are you doing here, Adrian?"

"I haven't seen you since Amy was released from the hospital. I thought I'd stop by tonight so we could have our own little reunion." she said as she advanced towards him.

"I'm tired." he said

This only cause Adrian to smile. She didn't care what kind of excuse he tried to give her. She was here for one thing and she didn't plan on leaving until she got it.

"Don't worry, you won't have to do anything. I'll take care of you." she said before crashing her lips on his.