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Hiya guys I hope you've all had a good week. I've had the busiest week of my entire life lol but I have actually managed to write 2 chapters, yay me. I think they might suck but I'll let you be the judge of that.

My Time Is Now

I Promise

Amy had hoped to be able to keep the news about the baby quiet for a while but that plan had been ruined by Randy when he "accidentally" let it slip to Torrie Wilson, although he neglected to mention that he might be the father. That had been over a month ago and she was still being stared at and whispered about but she didn't mind it too much. Trish kept offering to kick all their gossiping asses if the redhead asked her too which always made Amy laugh.

John had been there for every doctor's appointment she'd had so far and had started calling her twice a day to make sure she was ok. She was glad to at least have John as a friend if nothing else, she couldn't imagine going through this without him. Right now she was sitting in Trish's locker room waiting for her to get back after her match. She was so lost in her own thoughts that she didn't notice John standing in the doorway watching her.

He'd been doing that a lot lately, just watching her. He'd also been thinking a lot about how much she meant to him. He loved her and he wasn't ready to give up on their relationship yet but he wasn't sure if she felt the same. Her life was already complicated enough and the last thing she needed was him adding to it but he couldn't give up on her just because of she'd had a stupid fling. He stepped forward and she jumped a little when she saw him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare ya" he said with a smile.

"You really shouldn't sneak up on people like that you know, especially not pregnant people" she laughed "what are you doing here anyway?" she asked.

"I was looking for you, I need to talk to you about something" he said seriously as he sat down beside her.

"What's wrong?" the redhead asked, looking worried.

"Nothings wrong, I've just decided something that's all" he smiled. Amy looked puzzled so he carried on

"I've been thinking about a lot of things lately, the baby, us"

"Us?" she asked confused.

"Yeah, I want us to try again, put everything that's happened behind us. I love you Ames, I don't think I'll ever stop loving you." He took her hand in his.

"Do you really mean it?" she asked as tears shone in her eyes.

"I mean it, I want to be with you and be a father to this baby whether its mine or not." He looked into her brown eyes and kissed her before she started crying.

"Hey why the tears?" he asked as he gently caressed her cheek with his hand.

"I'm j-just so h-happy" she said as more tears ran down her face. John smiled and kissed her forehead.

Later that night John helped Amy get her things from Trish's room and take them to his room. He saw Torrie and Candice laughing and whispering as they walked past them. He placed a protective arm around Amy's waist.

"Don't worry about them, they'll find something else to gossip about soon" he said as they walked down the hallway.

"I really don't deserve you do I?" she said as she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"What can I say, I'm just amazing" he said with a confident smile.

"And you're so modest with it" Amy giggled.

The next day Amy was out shopping with Trish. They were looking at baby clothes and teddy bears.

"So have you decided if you wanna know if it's a boy or girl yet?" Trish asked as she picked up a pair of little white booties.

"I don't know, I won't be able to find out for a few weeks yet anyway. I'm pretty sure it's a girl though." She smiled as she looked at a tiny pink dress.

"What about names? Patricia is a very nice name" Trish giggled.

"Hmm I'm not so sure about that one" Amy laughed as Trish smacked her arm.

"I've thought of a few, I really like Madison and Hollie so far for a girl and Jamie or Dylan for a boy." The redhead answered.

"What about John? Does he want a boy or a girl?" Trish asked

"Well he says he doesn't care as long as it's healthy but I know he's really hoping for a boy" she said with a small smile.

"Aww how cute is this?" Trish squealed as she picked up a little denim dress with Daddy's Little Princess stitched across it in pink thread. Amy smiled and yawned at the same time.

"Come on, it's getting late anyway" Trish sent her friend a warm smile as they made their way back to her car.

A few weeks later Amy was heading to Johns locker room to wait for him. She was wearing a bright pink t-shirt Baby Love written across it that showed off her small yet noticeable bump. She was almost at Johns locker room when she saw Randy, her smile fell; she'd managed to avoid him pretty well until now.

"Putting on a little weight aren't you?" he sneered when he saw her.

"I'm pregnant dumbass and I'd rather be fat than be you" she responded.

"I see John still hasn't dumped your ass in the gutter where it belongs" he said

"John loves me. I know you wouldn't understand that seeing as you've never loved anyone but yourself" she hissed

"Do you really think he's gonna stay with you if that brat isn't his? The only reason he's still around is that" he said pointing to her bump. He walked off leaving her fighting back tears.

Amy slid down the wall and pulled her knees up to her chest as tears ran down her face. John heard her crying before he saw her and it broke his heart.

"Ames what is it? What's wrong?" he asked softly as he knelt down in front of her.

"I-its n-nothing" she said as she tried to stop crying.

"Red, you don't cry like this over nothing. Please tell me what's wrong" he was worried that it might be something to do with the baby. The redhead looked up at him with sad eyes.

"If I wasn't pregnant would you still love me?" she asked quietly.

"What? Of course I would. Where did that come from?" he asked as he wiped the tears away from her face.

"It doesn't matter, it's probably just my hormones or something" she lied.

"I never want you to doubt how much I love you" he said as he gently kissed her and lifted her into his arms. She rested her head on his shoulder.

"I love you so much John. Promise me you'll never leave me" she whispered.

"I promise" he whispered back as he carried her into his locker room.

so what do you think? really sucky? or not too sucky? i've started a new workplacement thing this week so i've had about 5 minutes a day to write anything so if its sucks then i'm blaming it on that lol