I know I haven't posted in like months, but I'm really sorry.

I noticed people are still reviewing and..

I decided to continue.

I won't be posting every day, but every once in a while whenever I have the time.

I'm sorry.

I love you guys!

I hope you enjoy!:D3

Amy P.O.V

I know I should be happy that I'm getting my son back, because he is mine. But then why do I feel so horrible? Why do I feel so horrible taking away my son from someone who stole him from me? He's my son. I gave birth to him. I had him in me for nine months, but they.. they raised him for two months. They held him first. My son thinks these people are his real parents. How will he be moving with us and being in such a different environment?

I didn't know watching Lilian crying over my son would actually hurt me, but I can't blame her. She didn't even know the truth. It was just a big lie being covered up by her husband. I've been calling him my son, but I don't even have a name for him? Sure, me and Ricky always wanted to name him John.. but these people already gave him a name. Was it okay just to change it, just like that? Was it normal? No, none of this was normal. They already gave him a name.

He has a name that me and Ricky gave him, John not Alex. My son will have the name Ricky and I picked for him, not what these awful people named him.

They placed John in my arms and he just stared up at me. I couldn't help but smile.

I know I missed out on the first two months of his life, but I will, we will make that up to our little boy. He deserves it. He deserves the best and only the best. Lilian and Joseph looked at me with tears.

Then he spoke, "I do not regret what I did. I do regret taking away your son and not telling her the truth. I wasn't thinking and when I did it, I thought 'Oh if I already did it, there's no point in backing out now.' I'm sorry. I do apologize for everything I put you two through. This was all my fauly. You two never deserved this." Mr. Hans looked at me.

"Amy?" I looked at him. "Do you have anything to say?" "No, sir."

Lilian sobbed as I walked out the door with my son. "Wait!" I turned around and saw Mr. Hans handing me something. It was a card. "If you ever need anything, I'm a phone call away." I smiled. "Thank you." Ben walked towards me and smiled. "I'm sorry for running out on you during prom." He laughed. "It's fine! Don't sweat it." I looked around looking for Ricky.

"Are you looking for Grace and Jack? Because they left. She had to go home. She said sorry." I smiled and nodded. "I'm actually looking for Ricky.." He frowned. "He's with Adrian." I raised my eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" "I brought her here, because she needed a ride home then you called and I'm sorry, Amy. But he said he had to talk to her about something." I sigh. "Where are they?" "By my truck. I'll walk you." We walked towards his truck and there they were. She was giggled and her hands were on his shirt as he looked at her with no expression.

"Ricky."

He quickly turned around. "Hey, Ames and.." "John. That is what we named him." Adrian giggled. "Is something funny?" I snapped at her.

She quickly got defensive and stood up straight. "Calm down, Ames. I was talking to her about something." "Whatever. Let's go. Mr. Hans is giving us a ride home." Adrian chuckled at that. I ignored it and started walking towards Mr. Hands car. He was already getting in. "Hey!" He looked up. "Can you give us a ride?" He smiled and nodded.

Ricky and I got into the back and Mr. Hans started driving towards the apartment.

It was a long, quiet ride home.

John had been quiet the whole ride home and he sleep peacefully in my arms. How weird. I'm finally taking my son home, when I should have almost two months ago. I couldn't believe this, but it made me happy. It made me happy knowing he was my son. I was finally talking him home.

Finally.

When we reached out apartment I smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Hans." He nodded. "I'm glad you two finally have your son back. Congratulations." Ricky smiled. "Thanks, man."

We got out of the car and smiled as he drove off.

Ricky lead me upstairs into our apartment. We walked in as he got the key to the babys' room. I held my breath as we walked in. It looked good as new. I smiled as I went to lay John in his little crib. He woke up and looked at me. It looked as if he wanted to cry, but then he quickly fell back to sleep. I watched him over the crib as Ricky just went to bed.

Somethings up. I mean, why wouldn't he be happy that we finally have John back? Who wouldn't be happy?

Because I sure as hell am.

Xoxo.

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It's short, but it's 1:51 A.M

i have to wake up at 7 for a Winterguard competition!-.-

UGH. /3