Amy sat in the passenger seat with her seat belt stretched over her large belly. She looked over at her soon to be husband as he kept his eyes locked on the road. John sat in his car seat in the back of the car. He happily drummed along to the radio as he blabbered along to the song. Ricky reached his hand over to Amy and held tightly onto her hand. She gave his hand a quick squeeze as a smile stained her face.

"Daddy!" John yelled, "How much longer!"

"We are almost there," Ricky replied.

Amy's mind drifted off to the two black bags that hung in the back of the car. One had Ricky and John's suits. The other held her newly bought wedding dress. It was a beautiful white with a forgiving waistline. Not exactly the dress she had always dreamed of but with a belly as big as hers, Amy knew she had to be flexible.

Ricky pulled into the parking lot of the Silver Bells Inn. Their room had been reserved ahead of time, to make sure everything went as planned. Ricky and Amy got out of the car. Ricky opened the back door and pulled John out from the backseat before grabbing onto the two black bags.

John ran over to Amy and held tightly onto her hand. She bent down and kissed his head. He smiled at her and then over at Ricky before they walked inside.

"Mr and Mrs Underwood I presume?" the manager asked as they approached the front desk.

"Yes," Ricky answered.

The manager checked them in and then handed them their room keys. John ran towards the elevator and stared in amazement at the silver metal door in front of him.

"That's an elevator," Amy commented, "It's kinda like a little moving room."

"Cool!" John exclaimed.

The doors opened and John ran inside with Ricky and Amy closely behind him.

Ricky put his hand on Amy's stomach then asked, "What do you think it is?"

"I don't know I guess we'll just have to wait and see," Amy replied.

"Yeah but I'm just really curious," Ricky smiled.

"Well you just have to wait a few more weeks," Amy grinned.

Ricky took a deep breath before slowly replying, "Yeah just a few more weeks."

Amy grabbed onto Ricky's hand and smiled at him. Ricky kissed Amy's hand as the elevator doors opened.

John rushed out of the elevator and began running around the hall. Suddenly he wiped out and hit his head on the edge of one of the tables. But instead of crying he started laughing. He got up and Ricky grabbed onto his arm before he could run off again.

"How much sugar did we give him today?" Amy questioned.

"None..."

Amy opened the door to the hotel room and the small family piled into the room. John jumped onto one of the big comfy beds. He lay down and began trying to make snow angels in the bed.

"John we need to put on your suit, come over to mommy please," Amy asked.

Ricky left the bag with Amy's dress on the bed before he went to change in the bathroom.

Amy struggled as she managed to get John out of his clothes and into his suit. Once in his suit John climbed back onto the bed and began jumping back and forth between the beds.

Ricky walked out of the bathroom and stated, "I'll bring John with me and we'll meet you downstairs in the wedding hall."

Amy nodded as she hugged tightly onto her dress. Once the door was closed shut Amy pulled her dress out of its bag.

She took off her clothes. She walked over to the mirror and stared at her very obvious belly. She put her hand on her stomach as she felt a hard kick. She rubbed her belly and hummed a sweet song in hopes of relaxing the baby.

Amy unzipped her dress and pulled it over her body. Amy's head turned back to the mirror. The strapless dress hugged what was left of her curves while floating down over her belly. As she adjusted her hair and pinned her veil into place, she couldn't help but feel nauseous. She knew cold feet was a normal thing to get before your wedding but this felt like something more. Like sometime deep in her heart was telling her this was wrong; it's wrong to marry Ricky when she could be carrying Ben's baby. Amy sat down on the bed; her head lay heavy with all the insecurities that had been haunting her for the past 7 and half months. The baby kicked.


Ricky stood under a white flowered archway. His hand held tightly onto John's as his son's eyes were mesmerized by all the twinkling lights.

One look at the minister told Ricky that he didn't approve. He saw a young teenage couple with a toddler and another baby on the way and just shook his head. Ricky didn't care what he thought, he is 18 and Amy is 17. Who says you have to wait for love?

Amy appeared in the doorway. Ricky's eyes lighted up as he watched his beautiful bride make her way down the aisle. She joined him under the arch, his free hand reached out to grasp hers.

"Ricky Underwood and Amy Jeurgens, I know nothing of you except that you must be deeply in love to be standing before me today. Although young marriages most likely end in divorce, I hope a lifetime of happiness is in your future. You have prepared your own vows, yes?"

Ricky nodded, "Amy would you like to go first?"

Amy nodded. "When I first saw you at band camp all I could think about was how hot you were and as shallow as that sounds it was true. But as we grew up I began to realize what an amazing guy you are and what a wonderful father you make to our son John. I've always wanted to spend my life with one person and although there have been quite a few bumps in the road, I'm glad it's you. I promise to love you for everyday for the rest of our lives and to always be faithful to you because I love you Ricky Underwood."

"Amy Jeurgens, from the first moment I looked at you I knew you were different. There have been a sizeable amount of women in my life before you but not one of them was as beautiful and special as you are. I want to spend forever with you. I want to raise our kids together and go along with the surprises the future has in store for us. Because without you I would just be some tough bad boy who was scared to ever feel anything for anyone, you have turned my life upside down and I couldn't be happier. I love you Amy Jeurgens and I will till the end of time."

"So do you Amy Jeurgens take this man to be your wedded husband?"

"I do," Amy smiled.

"And you do Ricky Underwood take this woman to be your lawful wife?"

"I do."

"Then I now pronounce you Mr and Mrs Underwood. Ricky you may now kiss your bride."

Amy wrapped her arms around Ricky's neck as he pulled her into a deep passionate kiss.


Sorry for taking so long to update. But here's the moment every Ricky+Amy fan has been waiting for, their real wedding day! A little break from the drama to celebrate this joyous moment but as Amy's due date gets closer and closer the big question still remains, who's the father of Amy's baby? Hope everyone enjoyed the chapter, I realize some people have said that I make Ben and Ricky come out on two different ends of the good/bad spectrum but this is a Ricky+Amy fanfic! I love hearing from you guys so please review :)