TODAY IS THE NORTH AMERICAN PREMIERE OF DIVERGENT - WHICH STARS OUR VERY OWN AMY JUERGENS (SHAILENE WOODLEY) AS TRIS PRIOR -

YOU HAD BETTER ALL BE PLANNING ON GOING TO SEE IT! I SAW IT AND IT IS AMAZING! SO PROUD OF SHAI - WOOHOOO

Amy walked into the room with her 11-month-old daughter Maddie in her arms.

"So today's the day huh?" Ricky said, pulling on a pair of Nike shorts.

Amy placed Maddie on the floor, allowing her daughter's tiny hands to grab hold of the adjacent dresser before letting go of her waist. She kissed the top of her head and told her to be careful.

"Mama!" Maddie chorused as Amy stood up.

Since saying John's name at his birthday party six weeks earlier, words like Mama, Dada, John and No had become regular phrases for Maddie.

"Umm yeah," Amy said, replying to Ricky's question while starting to make up their bed, "but I've been late before, so if nothing comes by Monday, I'll send you to buy a test."

Pushing his head through a dry-fit t-shirt, Ricky shuffled over to Amy. He kissed the back of her head. "It's going to be okay Amy."

"I really wish you would stop saying that," Amy replied as she stepped away from him and over to Maddie who had fallen on her bottom and was beginning to cry.

"Mama!" Maddie cried out again as Amy picked her up.

"Daddy! Are you ready yet?" John yelled from downstairs.

"Just a minute John! Put your shoes on!" Ricky, standing at the railing of their stairs, yelled back. He walked back into the bedroom. "We'll be back later okay?"

"Yeah okay. We'll be here," Amy muttered, glancing at their daughter.

Ricky walked over to Amy and kissed her forehead before moving to Maddie and doing the same. "Bye Maddie," he waved, leaving the room backwards.

"How come you've been sleeping on the couch Daddy?" John asked, looking up at Ricky as they held hands while crossing the street that lead into their local park.

"Mommy hasn't been feeling good lately buddy. I'm giving her some time to feel better."

"She's mad at you. Isn't she?"

"No John," Ricky chuckled, "okay… you know when you come home from daycare and mommy asks for you to be quiet because she has had a really long day?" John nodded his head. "Well that is what I'm doing. I'm giving her some space."

"Is she sad because Mimsy died?"

Ricky bounced the soccer ball in his hand, "a little bit.. yes."

"And she doesn't want you to hear her cry?"

"No John," replied Ricky, "she just doesn't want to be around me too much right now. But I don't want you to worry okay? She is going to feel better very soon."

"Oh. Okay. That's good. We should bring her flowers. She'll like that." John said, grabbing the ball from his dad and running into an empty field.

"That's a very good idea John," Ricky whispered under his breath before chasing after his son.

"What do you think of being a big sister?" Amy asked her daughter, focused on nibbling a large rubber cube. The two were stretched out on a pink quilt in front of the living room fireplace. Amy lied on her back, with Maddie sitting against her legs. "I think you'd like it honey," Amy whispered, stroking Maddie's hair, "John likes it…"

"John!" Maddie squealed, drooling as she grinned.

Amy smiled and wiped Maddie's mouth with a cloth as the boys returned to the condo.

"Mommy!" John screamed, running into the living room.

"Yes baby! What?"

"Daddy has something for you," John beamed before jumping over to where Maddie sat to pick her up and drag her over to the couch.

Ricky walked up to Amy steadily with his hands behind his back. Reaching her, he pulled out a bouquet of hand picked flowers from behind him. "Your son's idea," he said as she took them and smelled them.

"They're beautiful. Thank you John. And thank you," Amy replied, pulling Ricky in for a kiss. She lingered the gesture, cupping her free hand around his neck. Breaking the kiss, she moved her mouth to his ear and whispered, "can I see you upstairs?"

Ricky nodded unsurely.

"John watch your sister," Amy instructed, taking Ricky's hand and leading him upstairs.

He waited to be safely in their room with the door closed before speaking.

"What was that Amy? Is everything alright?"

She looked at him nervously and walked over to their bed. She sat down and began to cry.

"Oh come on Ames," Ricky pleaded, rushing to her side, "it's going to be alright. You'll see."

"No!" Amy sobbed, "it's not that! I got my period while you were out with John. I'm not pregnant!"

Ricky gave a sigh of relief. "That's amazing! Why are you crying?"

"I don't know! It's not like I wanted another baby… I really didn't!… But we're still so young! I don't want these to be our last kids!"

"Come here!" Ricky exclaimed, pulling Amy tightly against his chest, "they don't have to be our last kids if we don't want them to be! We can have more kids later on. Even after these two leave the house and go off to college."

"But you acted like you don't want any more kids!"

"Well right now I don't. But of course I want to conceive more children with you later on."

Amy paused. "I don't…"

"Wh-what? But you just said -"

"I want to have more kids, but I don't want to be pregnant again. I didn't like being pregnant with John or Maddie and those complications with the last pregnancy really scared me."

"Amy… I don't understand what you're saying."

"Ricky… I want to adopt."

Ricky gulped. "Do you really mean that?"

"Yes," Amy smiled, "you've inspired me. I think that in a few more years when we are both out of school and have careers, that we should look into it. I don't want John and Maddie to be our last."

Ricky hugged her tightly. "Thank you Amy. Thank you! But you are absolutely sure about this right? Because we can't decide to do this and then go and have any more close calls."

"That's why I was thinking you could -"

"Talk to our doctor about getting a vasectomy?"

"Would you?"

"If it means you're happy and we get to adopt one day, then absolutely."

"I love you…" Amy said lustfully.

"So we're doing this?" grinned Ricky, "we're really going to adopt?"

"We are."

"Oh God I love you!" blurted Ricky, hurrying to grab Amy's face and kiss her.

"Mommy!" A distant voice yelled, "Daddy! Quick!"

"John?" Amy cried, bolting for the door to their room.

"John!" Ricky yelled, barrelling down the stairs after Amy, "What's wrong!"

"Look!" John yelled, pointing his finger at Maddie who was standing up on her own without the help of any furniture.

"Oh my gosh!" Amy squealed, running over to her daughter, "she's going to walk! She's going to walk! Come here baby!" Amy cooed, kneeling a foot away from Maddie with her arms thrust forward, "come to mama!"

Wobbling, Maddie took a step towards her mother and followed it with another one before beginning to stumble, forcing Amy to reach in and pick her up before she hit the ground.

"You did it baby girl!" Amy squealed again, "you walked!"

"Yaaaay!" John roared with excitement, "you did it!"

Maddie smiled widely and clapped her hands.

"Come here John," Ricky said, picking him up, "look at my incredible family! Our perfect…"

"…Happy family" Amy continued, finishing Ricky's sentence before pecking him gently on the lips.

A/N Have to admit, even I smiled reading that last scene. Your responses for the last chapter were amazing! To the fan who asked me to do a one-shot for them - you commented as a guest so IDK your name. Please private message me. I would love to write something for you.

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