Richard James Underwood Jr. was the full name of mine and Ricky's newborn son. My dad wasn't thrilled with the name choice, but I'm sure he will get over it. We signed the birth certificate as soon as I woke up from my nap. I could tell Ricky was extremely tired and I wanted him to take a nap but he wouldn't. Sometimes that man is so stubborn!

There was a knock at the door to my post par-tum room. Ricky's eyes flickered over to the door, before yelling come in. To say I was surprised to see my ex-boyfriend, Ben Boykewich walk through the door was an understatement. He looked extremely nervous but managed a small smile.

"Ben, what are you doing here?" I asked, shock evident in my voice.

"Ricky called me." He replied looking at Ricky and smiled. Wait did he just smile at Ricky??? I looked over at Ricky who was now looking at me and winked, his famous smirk appearing on his face.

"I'm glad your here." I said honestly. I didn't think I would ever see him again, well except for when I would pass him in the hall at school once it started up again in August.

"Me too." He replied.

"Do you want to hold him?" I asked. Ben was looking at our sleeping son. I had just got done feeding and changing him before he came. His eyes darted over to Ricky who nodded his head at Ben, answering some silent question. Ricky got up and slowly picked up little Ricky and put the him in Ben's arms.

"He's so small" Ben said looking down at the little life he was holding. Ricky was standing next to Ben as he held him, Ricky looked so protective it was adorable. I couldn't even imagine how protective he would be if we would have had a little girl. I smiled at the thought. Ricky was going to be a great father, that I was sure of.

"Does he have a name yet?" Ben asked, looking over at me curiously.

"Richard James Underwood Jr." I said proudly. I saw Ricky smile as I said our sons name. I don't think Ben liked that name much, but he didn't say anything and just nodded his head.

The baby started to squirm in Ben's arms and about five seconds later started crying. Ben looked completely freaked out, and Ricky quickly scooped the baby out of Ben's arms. As soon as Ricky cradled the baby to his chest he stopped crying. Ricky smiled proudly.

"You didn't do anything wrong Ben, baby's just cry alot thats all." I said as I saw the look on his face. I know Ben, he was probably beating himself up about moving the wrong way and waking the him up.

"What's all the fussing for?" Ricky cooed to our son. I smiled, Ricky was completely adorable when he talked to the baby. "Did mean old Ben scare you?" He cooed again. "Don't worry he scares everybody" He continued. I would have laughed but the look on Ben's face stopped me.

"He's just joking Ben." I said. He shook his head.

"I should go." Ben said sadly.

"Ugh Ben I was just joking seriously, you don't got to leave." Ricky said. Ben just shook his head again.

"I just came to see Amy and the baby. I've seen both of them so now I'm going to go." He replied. I sighed.

"Ben really you don't have to go. I miss you." I said sadly. I saw Ricky frown a little as I said that. "Why can't we be friends?" I asked.

"You know why." Ben started. "He really is a cute baby, he looks just like you Amy." Ben said quietly before turning around leaving, before I could say anything else.

"I'm sorry about that, Amy. I shouldn't have called him. I just thought since he spent so much time with you while you where pregnant that he'd want to see him." Ricky said. I sighed.

"No, I'm glad you called him. I'm glad he at least got to hold the baby once before we went our separate ways." I said smiling sadly at Ricky.

Ricky sat down on the rocking chair, that was next to my hospital bed, so he could rock the baby back to sleep. As he sat there I could see his eyes lids getting heavy as the rocking motion was not only lulling the baby to sleep but Ricky too.

"Here Ricky had me little Ricky and take a nap already." I said. Ricky's eyes snapped open.

"No, I don't need a nap." He said. I was expecting that, because that was his reply every-time I told him to go to sleep. I know why too, he was afraid he'd miss something.

"Ricky, really your not going to miss anything by taking a couple hours to sleep." I said.

"You need the sleep more than I do." He said seriously. I rolled my eyes.

"I got enough sleep, I will be fine for a couple of hours. Plus if I need any help I can always buzz the nurse." He sighed. "Did you even get any sleep last night?" I asked curiously.

"Yes." He replied. I knew he was lying because I had heard him tell his foster parents that he didn't sleep at all, when he thought I was sleeping.

"Stop lying already, and go get some sleep." I said. "You won't go home until I do, so at least take a nap. You can't stay up for three days, Ricky." I said.

"Yes I can." He said. I groaned why did he have to make everything so complicated.

"Hand me little Ricky and lay your butt down on that couch and take a nap!" I ordered. He looked at me and laughed.

"Yes mam!" He said getting up, placing the baby in my arms, bent down and placed a kiss on the top of our sons head and then mine. Saluting with a smile hewalked over to the couch and laid down. With in minutes he was snoring softly. I shook my head with a small smile.

"Please don't be a stubborn as your father." I whispered to our sleeping son. Smiling from ear to ear.

I watched as our son slept in my arms, swaddled in a blue blanket a blue hat adoring his tiny head. He looked just like Ricky to be completely honest. I don't see how Ben could say he looked just like me, sure he had some of my facial features but he defiantly looks like Ricky. His eyes are dark blue, but the doctor said most babies are born with blue eyes, if they are going to change they will within the next upcoming months. For the most part he was a quiet baby, well at least right now he was. My mom couldn't get over how quiet he was, I thought it was a blessing!

I couldn't wait to get out of this damn hospital, I wasn't even here a full day yet. It was only twelve-thirty!! It seemed like the day was dragging on forever but that's probably because I was in the hospital and I wasn't going to have any kind of freedom for the next three days. Hopefully they will release me early, I hate hospitals! My family had left to get lunch, thankfully they where bringing Ricky and I something back. The food at the hospital was gross, and I defiantly didn't want to eat it for the next 3 days. There is nothing to do in this room, there is a TV though and a DVD player, so I will have to ask my mom to bring some DVDs from home. My family finally arrived back to my room at one with McDonalds. The smell of their fries was intoxicating and my stomach growled loudly. My dad laughed at me and handed over the bag. I haven't had McDonalds since I found out I was pregnant.

"You finally got Ricky to take a nap?" My mom asked smiling. I laughed.

"Yes, but it was like pulling teeth." I said. My mom and dad laughed.

"I had the same problem with your father." My mom said looking at my father shaking her head laughing.

"Has the baby been giving you any problems?" My mom asked.

"Nope he's been quiet, the last time he cried was when Ben...." I trailed. I forgot, they weren't here when Ben had stopped by.

"Ben was here?" My dad asked.

"Yes, Ricky called him and told him I had the baby and invited him here." I said. I didn't really want to talk about Ben anymore.

"Well that was nice of Ricky, did Ben hold the baby?" My mom asked. I nodded my head.

"Here Ashley, you want to hold your nephew while I eat my lunch?" I asked her. I wanted Ashley to bond with him. She nodded her head and I handed him to her, smiling.

"Yeah he held him, he started crying though which freaked Ben out and then Ben left. He wasn't here very long." I said, snacking on some fries. "Mom can you wake Ricky up for me? I don't really want to wake him up yet, but I don't want his lunch to go cold." I said. My mom nodded before walking over to the couch and gently shaking Ricky awake.

"Is the baby okay?" Ricky asked getting up quickly. My mom smiled at him and told him lunch was here. I saw the corner of my dads lips twitch like he wanted to smile when Ricky asked if the baby was okay. I smiled to myself, I knew my dad was starting to warm up to Ricky, though he'd never admit it.

After lunch my family stayed until visiting hours were over and went home. Ricky now sat, on the rocking chair, feeding our son. Taking the bottle out of his mouth every once in a while to make sure he didn't drink over 30 ML(A/N- I'm not totally sure on this, I think its 30 ML but I could be totally wrong. So if i'm wrong please correct me!Thanks!) and burping him a couple times. I was tired, but I didn't want to miss Ricky changing his diaper. It was really comical, I had to help him because he was having such a tough time.

"It was easier changing the baby doll." He murmured frustrated. I laughed.

"That's because baby dolls don't move around, and they can't pee on you." I said laughing. "Don't worry you'll get the hang of it." I added. He looked at me scared.

"I have to change him again?" He asked frightened. I busted out laughing, he was to cute.

"Of course you do! Your not getting out of it that easy mister." I said laughing some more, laying my head back against the pillow, my eyes fluttering closed.

"Mommy's so funny isn't she?" He cooed to our son. I smiled.

I really am a Mother aren't I? Its weird the whole time I was pregnant I dreaded becoming a mother, now it brought a smile to my face. My smile grew wider as I thought of sitting on a porch step, Ricky's arms wrapped around me, our son running around in the backyard, chasing a golden retriever puppy. We could be a family, I was determined to give our son that future. I finally drifted into a deep sleep as I thought about my future, that would hopefully include Ricky as my husband.


I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I couldn't sleep so I decided to get another chapter written. This one wasn't as eventful as the last but hopefully still as good! Alright i'm off to bed now. Night! R&R!!