A/N: Hey, guys. I really hope you like this chapter. There is tons of drama going on! That's all I'm going to say. Please let me know what you think!

After finally making it back home, Amy had spent much of the day trying to explain to Ben about the situation with Ricky. Needless to say, he was not too pleased about the fact that she had never mentioned anything about Ricky before. Even as they sat in the parking lot of the local bar that night, he was still not being very receptive to her apologies.

"I just don't understand why you wouldn't tell me any of this", he lamented. "We're getting married, Amy! We're not supposed to be keeping secrets like this from each other!"

She threw her head back against the seat in frustration. "Ben, I realize that I've made a mess of things, okay? I should've told you this, I should've told Ricky that...but what's done is done. All we can do is try to move forward. That's why we're here, right?", she said, motioning to the bar. "To leave all the drama behind for one night?"

He sighed. "Yeah. Yeah, I guess so."

Truthfully, the reason that she had suggested going out tonight was to get Ricky off of her mind. She had been thinking about him way too much. Especially after this morning. She knew that there were plenty of Ricky-related things that she and Ben would have to discuss, but it didn't have to be tonight. They got out of the car, and started to walk across the parking lot.

Adrian grinned as Ricky returned to their table with two drinks in his hands. He handed one to her, and sat back down. This was exactly what they needed after all of the drama that had been going on. She just hoped that they could have one night where Amy wouldn't be the topic of conversation.

"To us", she stated, holding her glass up. He reluctantly held his up to hers. "To us", he repeated quietly.

He gazed around the room, watching other people having a great time. He and Adrian used to do this all the time. And they would have fun. But he couldn't stop thinking about Amy. He felt guilty for it. Eventually, he would have to let her go. He couldn't keep chasing someone who didn't want him back. And he couldn't keep treating Adrian like his second choice. She had been very understanding about John, him and Amy still being married, etc. Maybe that's why he was there on this night. To convince himself that he could be happy with Adrian.

"This is nice", she mused, glancing around as well. "We haven't done anything for just the two of us in a while."

"Mmm-hmm", Ricky agreed. "I guess we were lucky that your parents could watch Brook tonight."

"I think her and John got along really well, don't you?", she wondered. "Which is good considering they're gonna be kind of like siblings now."

He shrugged. "They're both great kids. I'd be more surprised if they didn't get along." Feeling a vibration in his pocket, he pulled his phone out. "It's work. I gotta take this. You'll be okay for a minute?"

She nodded, and watched him disappear from her sight. Her focus went back to watching complete strangers interact. Then, she noticed someone who wasn't a complete stranger. Her eyes widened in shock. She immediately leapt out of her chair, and practically sprinted to the bar. More to assure herself that she was wrong than anything.

Adrian took the seat at the bar beside him, realizing she wasn't wrong. She couldn't believe her eyes. "Ben?"

His head turned in response to that all-too familiar voice. "Adrian?", he uttered in complete disbelief. "What...how...you're here", he stammered, trying to make sense of how it was even possible that this girl was here right now.

"And you're here", she stated as a look of suspicion formed on her face. "Why are you here? Of all the places?"

Ben couldn't even wrap his head around what was happening. "I'm uh...I'm here with my fiancee", he said in an almost guilty fashion. Though he had nothing to feel guilty about. He and Adrian had been over for a long time.

Adrian couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy toward a woman that she had never even met. "Oh? You're...engaged? That's great!", she said in a tone that even Ben would be able to recognize as fake. But she couldn't pretend that she was happy that the guy that she was supposed to marry was marrying somebody else.

As Ricky began to open the door to go back inside, he saw Amy walking through to go out. She looked at him in surprise. "Ricky? What are you doing here?"

"I'm here with Adrian. What are you doing here?"

"I'm here with Ben", she replied, folding her arms across her chest. "He's just getting us some drinks. I needed some air. It was getting kind of loud in there."

He nodded, letting out a dry laugh. "What are the chances of two exes showing up with their current partners at the same bar?"

"Apparently pretty good in this town", Amy said with a faint smile. She glanced at the building. "We had some crazy times here, didn't we?"

Ricky grinned, leaning up against the wall beside her. "Back before anybody cared if we were underage. We used to think we were so grown up."

A moment passed before she turned to him thoughtfully. "You remember that time you tried to teach me how to shoot pool?"

"How could I forget? That ball almost knocked my eye out!"

She giggled. "Hey, I warned you, but you insisted on teaching me."

"I did", he agreed. "You know, I never forgot about those times either. And I gotta say, Amy, there's times when I really miss them."

She gazed out into the distance. "Me too, Ricky. Me too."

"So, how have you been?", Ben asked curiously, watching Adrian sip on a martini.

She nodded. "I've been good. I'm with a great guy now", she mentioned, hoping to spark a pinch of jealousy in her ex. If he was feeling any, he wasn't showing it. Of course not. His fiancee was probably some rich beauty queen. That was pretty much all he had ever dated before she came along.

"That's good", he smiled. "I'm really glad you're happy, Adrian. You know that's all I ever wanted for you."

"I know."

"Do you remember when we met?", he wondered. "It was a bar kind of like this one, but I can't remember the name of it. All I remember is that it was..."

"In Brooklyn", she finished for him. "Yeah. I remember."

"That was a crazy night. I don't remember much about it", Ben admitted. "All I remember was seeing you walk through the door, and thinking you were the most beautiful girl I had ever seen."

Adrian gazed down at the counter. She could remember that time so clearly. Their relationship had only lasted a few months, but that brief time was the only time in her life that she didn't feel that she had to compete with someone else for somebody's love. She had really thought that he was the one.

"But I had drama written all over me", she pointed out. "Buying me that drink was the worst mistake you ever made."

He sighed. "Adrian, I'm starting to realize that drama is unavoidable with women."

"I'm not going to ask what that means."

"That means that you're dying to ask what that means."

She shrugged. "I didn't say I wasn't curious. I just meant that I don't wanna be nosy. Besides, my relationship is pretty complicated right now too. I just found out that my boyfriend is still technically married to his high school girlfriend."

"Well, my fiancee has been using a fake alias the whole time we've been together", Ben informed her.

"Wow. Well, here's to our screwed up relationships", Adrian stated, holding her glass up. He smiled as their glasses clinked together.

Amy nervously followed Ricky out to the parking lot. "I don't understand. What do you have to tell me that you couldn't tell me before?"

He continued to walk at a steady pace. "It's not what I have to tell you. It's what I have to give you."

Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as they finally made it to his truck. He unlocked it, and she watched as he pulled some papers from the dashboard. She felt her heart sink as she realized what they were. With a sigh, he handed them to her.

"You...you signed them", she stated, trying to process what she was feeling at that moment.

He nodded. "I've put it off for long enough. I want you to be happy, Amy. And if this guy makes you happy, then you should be with him. I'm not gonna stand in the way anymore. I'll always love you. But you were right. We have to move on."

She felt tears welling up in her eyes. She wasn't sure why. She should be relieved. She could get divorced, and marry Ben. That was what she had wanted after all. Wasn't it?

"Ricky, I...I don't know what to say", Amy said honestly. She hated the feel of the papers in her hands. It felt so final.

"You don't have to say anything. Just be happy."

Slowly, she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'll always love you too", she whispered as he held her tightly in his arms. Not allowing her to see the single tear that was falling down his cheek.

She pulled away slightly, and stared up into his eyes. How could this hurt so much? Ben was the one that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She had convinced herself of that a long time ago. So, it shouldn't have felt like a knife in her heart when she saw Ricky's signature on the divorce papers. But it did.

It felt as if something stronger than herself was controlling her. Like some strange magnetic force. Without thinking, she tilted her head upwards, and her eyes closed as she felt his lips collide with her own. It felt like electricity coursing through her body. She didn't want it to end. She wanted to stay in that moment forever.

Finally, Ricky found the strength to pull away. He couldn't do this anymore. He couldn't keep holding onto some narrow sliver of hope that he and Amy would find their way back to each other. He didn't fully believe that she was over him, but she was the one that was choosing to marry someone else. And that was a decision that they would both just have to live with.

"Adrian's gonna be wondering where I am", he remarked. "I should get back in there."

She nodded. "Yeah, Ben's gonna be wondering where I am too."

In an awkward silence, they made their way back up to the bar.

"Adrian", Ben said thoughtfully as he stared down into what was left of his drink. "Do you ever think about what would've happened if you hadn't gotten the abortion?"

Adrian bit her lip. "What makes you say that?"

"I don't know. I mean, my fiancee had a baby when she was younger than we were, and she turned out to be a great mom. I guess I just wish that we had made a different decision sometimes. Do you ever regret it?"

She sighed. "Ben, there's something I really need to tell you."

"Ben?"

"Adrian?"

They turned to face Amy and Ricky. The four of them looked at each other in confusion, each of them wondering what was going on.