I don;t own any of the OLTL chacters. Don't sew. I need $$$$

"Ummm. I need to use the restroom." Amber said nervously, like she was going to get in trouble for asking. The old man smiled at her.

"Down the hall and to your left. When you come back sit at that bench over there."

"Alright." She said leaving. She quickly found the restroom, pulled out her cell phone and made a call to Joel.

"Hello?"

"I feel like I'm going to throw-up." She put the seat down on the toilet and sat on it.

"Baby it can't be that bad. Have you met him yet?" He asked.

"No. I'm hiding in a stall at his work. I feel really childish sitting in her." She laughed at herself.

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Natalie headed into the bathroom. She wanted to make a good first impression. She looked at herself in the mirror, hearing soft voices in the stall behind her.

"….I know. Just nervous I guess." Natalie's ears perked. Wondering what this person was talking about she applied some lipstick, still listening to the conversation.

"….I'm serious Joel. It's my first time meeting him. I bet you he doesn't even like me….you don't know that."

"I knew it" Natalie whispered. She put her make-up back in her purse and started to wash her hands.

"...ok I will….Yeah I love you to." The person that was talking in the stall had come out. Natalie tried not to stare. But it was hard. It was John's daughter. She knew it. She had his eyes and his face structure. She watched her wipe her tears quickly and headed out the door.

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"I think I'm going to be sick." John was telling Bo. Since Bo kind of had the same situation with Mathew.

"John it's not that bad." There was a knock at the door. John's heart raced. He looked at Bo.

"Do I look ok?" He asked.

"You look like a million bucks"

"Good lie Bo." He said with some sarcasm as he fixed his tie. He went and answered the door. There was an old man at the door. Behind him, was a girl sitting on the bench looking down out the ground. She looked nervous and scared. Though he sill hadn't really met her, he wanted to bond with her. Wanted to be her hero. Wanted to protect her from boys, and the cruel things in life. Wanted her to be HIS little girl.

"Excuse me; I will need the papers that you filled out please." John didn't hear him. He was looking at his daughter. She had hair like her mother. Even though he couldn't see her face yet, He knew she was beautiful.

"Hello?" the elderly man waved his hand in front of John's face.

"Huh?"

"I need the papers."

"Oh right papers." He said backing up to his desk and getting them. He handed the stack to him.

"Amber," The old man called. She looked up. Her ice blue eyes stared into John's. She walked over to him.

"This is your father, John. John this is your daughter, Amber." And with that he left. She looked at the man standing next to her. Eyes that matched hers and dark hair. He looked about 6'4. Very tall, and very handsome.

He looked at her. She was a little bit shorter than Natalie; she was very pretty, like her mother.

"Hey." He said breaking the silence. He smiled at her. She smiled back.

"Hello." She started looking around. She was nervous and frightened he could tell. Natalie walked up.

"Uh, Amber this is my fiancée, Natalie." Amber shook her extending hand.

"Nice to meet you." Natalie said smiling.

"You too." Natalie looked over at John.

"Ah. Jess called she wants to meet me over at mom's so um, I'm going to go. I'll see you later tonight." She kissed him on the cheek. She waved bye to Amber. 'Hope it goes over well' she thought as she left the station.

John looked back at Amber. This was lot for a kid to take in and on such short noticed. He felt bad for her. Maybe talking it out would help her not be so scared.

"Why don't we go somewhere else and talk." He smiled.

"Sounds like a good idea."

"Let me just go and tell my boss. Are those you bags over there?" He pointed to them.

"Yes."

"Ok. I'll be back in a minute and then I'll help you with you bags." He looked at her one last time before she nodded. He walked to Bo's office and told him he was taking the rest of the day off. Then he realized. 'When am I going to tell Michael and Mom? Where is she going to stay?' his hotel/apartment room up at Roxy's was too tiny for the both of them to live there. He would have to go and search for a condo soon. He put all his questions to the back of his mind and was looking forward to spending time with his daughter. Finding out what she likes to do. What she wants to be when she grows up. If she was anything like him.

Sorry if its not a good chapter. I've been sick all day so...don't be to hard. 3