A/N: Hey there, it's Philip (philgraves0215.) Curlymonic1215 and I will be both writing this story together. She will be writing one chapter, and I will be writing the next, and so on and so forth until it's finished. This chapter is one that I will be writing, and every other chapter from now on will be, too.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Secret Life of the American Teenager, Brenda Hampton does. I don't even own A.J., Amy's daughter. That goes to my co-author, curlymonic1215
Chapter 2
The phone rang later that night, just as Amy was putting A.J. to bed. Amy looked at the caller I.D. It was Ricky.
Great, she thought, just who I want to talk to right now."Hello?" Amy asked as he answered the phone.
"Amy, man it's good to hear your voice again." Ricky said over the phone.
"Ricky, what are you doing calling me?" Amy asked. "You know I don't want to have anything to do with you!"
"Hey, calm down! I'm not here to cause trouble. I just want to talk. How's A.J. doing?"
"Why do you care? You abandoned me AND the baby! You have no right to even talk to her!"
"Actually, yes I do have a right. Technically, it's my baby too, and that entitles me to visitation rights."
Amy sighed. She knew this was true, she just didn't think that Ricky would be smart enough to realize this.
"All right, what do you want to do?"
"I just want to see her. Maybe we could meet up at the park sometime. Say, Saturday at noon?"
Amy thought about it for a second. "Fine, but if you're even a minute late, we're leaving, and you can take it up with the court system."
"Don't worry, I'll be there."
Amy hung up the phone and sighed. "What did I get myself into?" she said to herself.
Saturday
"Now, are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" Amy's mom asked.
"Mom, for the millionth time, I need to do this alone." She replied. She wasn't looking forward to this.
"Come on A.J, we're going to the park. There's someone who wants to meet you!" Amy said in an enthusiastic voice, even though this was the last thing that she wanted to do.
She got to the park at 11:30, so that if and when Ricky failed to show up, she wouldn't be too disappointed. But it was Amy that was disappointed when Ricky arrived, right on time.
"Hey gorgeous, how you doin'?" Ricky asked.
"Oh, shut up! You know, I still am a little confused as to why you even want to do this."
"I was young and stupid. I've changed, and it's for the better. I just want to be apart of my daughter's life."
"She's not your daughter!" Amy said, a little to loud. She pulled Ricky aside, embarrassed. "She's not your daughter!" She whispered. "And you're not her father. If anyone would be considered the father, I'd say that it's Ben. While he's not the genetic father, I think he's better suited for the position than you!"
"It doesn't matter! I am her father, and I will be her father for life, whether or not you approve of it or choose to accept it. I DO have rights, and I will be exercising them. I will be getting visitation every week, plus she'll spend weekends with me. If you have a problem with that, you can take it up with the court system."
"You know what, you can call the cops, because you'll NEVER get to see MY daughter again!"
Amy pushed Ricky to the ground and turned around to get A.J, but there was just one problem with that.
A.J. was gone.