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Chapter three.

Dreams.

Amy's Dream

This all had to be a dream, none of her surrounds looked like California. Anyways, how could she have gotten there? A very amazingly beautiful place like this.

Everything was so green, to green. Amy has never seen so much green in her life, she never thought a place could be so green, but it helped that the field was complemented by wild flowers, each a different color. In the distances she could see, trees They surrounded, the field in all directions. All she could do now is wonder where she was.

A sigh escaped from her lips, running her hand though her hair. Looking down at her body, a white dress clung to her slim frame, it stopping above her knees, her feet barefoot.

"Amy," A familiar voice said, "there you are, love."

Ricky.

Turning around she saw Ricky, he wasn't there before, she knew he wasn't. So where did he come from? "Ricky…"

Before she knew it, she found Ricky's arms around her waist, a smile pasted on his lips. This was all to weird.

Stepping out of Ricky's arms, she softly bit her bottom lip. "What are you doing here?" She asked, examining him.

He was shirtless, every bump of his muscular frame showed perfectly. He only had on a pare of blue jeans, his feet bare.

"Awh. Amy, you know why we are here. It's our anniversary. "He stated, his tone husky.

Anniversary for what?

Ricky sighed. "You know, our one year anniversary of marriage."

What!? Of marriage. Amy stood dumbfounded. And wait, how did he know what she was thinking?

All she heard was Ricky chuckle.

"So.. We are married?" Amy asked.

"Uh. Yes Amy we are," Ricky replied, grabbing her wrist, and pointing on the ring that was on her finger.

All Amy could do, was shake her head in disbelief. This couldn't be real. No way. This had to be a dream, it had to be.

Then the thought struck her. If this was a dream, then she could do what she wanted. She could be with Ricky.. No one but her would know. A smile pulled across her face.

"Remember now, love?"

"Yes honey. I guess I was just lost in the amazing beauty of this place, it's so breath taking." She stated, her arms wrapping around Ricky's neck. "Where are we?"

"A meadow. Not far from Forks, Washington." Ricky replied, his arms circling around Amy's waist.

Forks, Washington? The name was familiar, but Amy didn't feel like searching though her memories to see, where she knew it from.

"Well, I like it here." Amy mused, rising up on her tip-toes to where her face was only inches from his.

Ricky grinned, "I'm glad." He inched his face even closer to hers, before pressing his lips to hers. This all may have been a dream, but Amy still felt the spark.

It was over to soon. Amy was awoken, by a fussy John, a sigh escaped from her lips. Getting up out of bed, and walking towards the playpen.

Ricky's Dream

His body was bare, no cloths clung to his frame. All he felt, was the softness of the mattress beneath him and the presences of a body next to him. He figured it must have been Adrian, and that he must of fallen asleep after they had sex.

His body sat, straight up, his eyes following over to the bulge in the blankets. Removing parts of the blankets, that covered Adrian's body, enough to reveal her face. Ricky jumped back, as he saw it wasn't Adrian. It was utter disbelief.. It was, Amy! But why would she sleep with him? She's sworn off sex, with anyone, until she was older and married.

Sliding out of the bed, he turned the light on, (praying it didn't wake Amy) so he could find his clothes. But, before he could start, he noticed the room he was in. It was not familiar, the walls were white, carpet a burgundy color. He knew, it was not Amy's room, his room, and it didn't look like a hotel room. With all this he didn't know what to think.

The next thing, that caught his eye was a picture on the bed side stand. Picking it up, slowly, he saw it was him and Amy, and a little boy in his arms, who he figured must have been John. But what they were wearing was the thing that was off most about it. Amy, had a long white dress on, her hair all done nicely, John had on tux, that matched Ricky's perfectly. In the background he could only make out the sight of the Juergen's back yard.

All he did, was stand there for a minute, taking all this in. He was married to Amy. The girl, he only told days ago he loved her. This had to of been a dream.

"Ricky.." Amy whispered, she sounded tired. She sat up, she too also naked, from what he saw as the blanket fell from her body. The next thing he saw about him, sent a shiver down his spin. She was pregnant, they huge bump told him that.

"What are you doing up, it's like 2 in the morning." Amy moaned.

Ricky just stood there, unable to find her voice.

After a minute of this, Amy finally spoke up. "Ricky, are you okay?"

Nothing.

After anther minute, Ricky finally breathed. "I'm sorry.. I had a nightmare.." his voice trailed off.

Amy sighed. "Anther one?"

"Uh..yeah?" Ricky, took a step towards the bed.

"Let me guess…Something about, something bad happening to me and the baby?" She asked, sighing. He figured this must have been happing.

All Ricky did was nod.

Amy shook her head. "Okay. I'm sure it is nothing, like the others. Your just scared or something." He could tell, he must have been having the same dream, or similar dream every night for who knows how long. "Now, just get back to bed please. We have a big day tomorrow, Ashley is getting married tomorrow." Amy laid back down, her eyes shutting.

Wow.. Ashley getting married, he never thought that would happen, with her sarcasm. Made him wonder who he was marrying, honestly this wanted him to start bust laughing.

But before he knew it. He was awaken, by the sound of his alarm clock going off. His eyes shot open, reaching out to shut it off.

It was only a dream. He told himself.

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Authors Note; Yes! The field I mention in Amy's dream is Edward's meadow, you know the one from Twilight?