Thank you all for your comments, I hope this chapter lives up to the expectations. This is my first story, but I got good comments back and decided to write a new chapter. Sorry I haven't updated in a long time. I've been so busy lately with school. This is the chapter that I've been waiting for and I've been trying t lead you up to it so I hope you like it. Give recognition to the songs 'Every Other Weekend' By Reba McEntire, "I loved You Then' By 33 miles, and 'The Things We've handed down' By Marc Cohn. I love all of these songs and every time I hear them I cry you'll should definitely listen to them.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Secret Life of The American Teenager or any of the characters.

Love of a Lifetime

Chapter 14

Band Camp Again

"Hi mom," Ricky introduced as Amy and him walked into the kitchen.

"Hi kids," Margaret turned around long enough to see them walk in and lean against the countertop. Amy didn't know why she called them that and she wasn't sure what she meant by it. Amy still felt awkward having to stay there so she just stood in front of Ricky.

"So Margaret…" Ricky sighed. He pulled Amy to him and held her in his arms

"So what?" She asked still chopping vegetables for dinner tonight.

"Well," He started. "Do you think that you could watch John tonight and tomorrow?" Ricky questioned, swinging Amy by her hips.

"Where are you'll going?" Again she turned towards them, looking suspicious at Ricky so he released Amy from his grip.

"No where," Ricky said trying to convince his foster mom with his infamous smirk. "What, it's me and Amy's anniversary."

"Uh hu, sure it is." She started chopping again, more furiously attacking the vegetables. Ricky could feel Amy tighten up and he pulled her to his side.

"So can you watch him?" Ricky asked after a long silence between them.

"Okay, but only until tomorrow." She said, returning to a normal chopping pattern. "But I don't want another grandchild." She swung around and pointed the knife at the two of them.

"Oh believe, there won't be another one." Amy butted in.

"Yeah, thanks." Ricky said before grabbing Amy's hand and lead her downstairs.

They had noticed how quite it was upstairs but didn't think much of it until they got downstairs. All of Ricky's siblings that Amy meet upstairs were crowding around John who had been fussing because they were trying to play with him. He was still in his carrier but it was evident that he had been moved. He had twisted around in it so that he was almost laying sideways across it. Michael was obviously very sensitive, since he was standing away from them and was crying with his hands covering his face.

Amy quickly ran over to John and picked him up out of his carrier careful to not get him tangled in the seatbelt. John went right over to Michael to try and quite him down then ushered them to go upstairs.

"We're sorry, we just wanted to see him." They all said. Feeling sympathetic for upsetting their older brother Ricky.

"It's okay, but I need to talk to Amy alone." He said, calming them down. He walked over to Amy who had sat down on the bed with John in her arms, cradling him. Ricky took John from her and helped Amy up off the bed.

"So are you ready to go?" He asked her, as he put his arm around her waist.

"Go where?" She looked at him, with puppy dog eyes buttering him up as they headed back up the stairs.

"It's a surprise." He chuckled and gave her a smirk.

"Fine." She crossed her arms over her chest, pouting.

They went into the kitchen and both Ricky and Amy kissed him and hugged him before he handed John over to Margaret who was sitting at the table reading the newspaper. Margaret took him and cuddled him then she kissed him on the forehead and returned to look at the newspaper. Water was boiling on the stove and there was something heating up in the microwave. They walked out the door hand in hand past toy Tonka trucks and pink Barbie doll bikes. Ricky opened the car door for her then went around the other side to let himself in and buckled up. He turned on the ignition and drove away from the curb.

"So where are we going?" Amy asked again.

"I told you it's a surprise." He said looking towards Amy after turning on to the highway. "It'll take a few hours to get there, do you need anything?" He merged over into another lane.

"No, I'm fine." She said adjusting her position to get more comfortable. Within ten minutes she was dead asleep, and Ricky figured he would turn on the radio to pass time. The first song he came to was 'Every Other Weekend'. He pushed the seek button once and came upon the song 'I loved you Then' and then the song 'The Things We've Handed down' came on. Ricky started to tear up thinking of John and turned off the radio. He drove two hours in silence until Amy woke up. She turned over and mumbled, then stretched out her arms.

"Are we there yet?" She asked with her eyes still squinted, readjusting to the light.

"Almost," he said pulling onto an old dirt road.

"Where are we at?" She asked looking around. There were trees at least 50 feet high engulfing them on both sides of the road and in the distance she could barely make out a brown blob beneath the horizon.

"You don't remember this place?" He looked over laughing, while still trying to maneuver on the uneven road.

"Oh my God!" She excitedly sat up in her chair. "I can't believe you brought me here." She remarked.

"Do you like it?" He asked still chuckling at her response.

"Like it, I love it!" She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Good I'm glad."

Ricky got out of the car and opened the door for Amy. Who when given the chance leaped into his arms and hugged him gratefully. She could feel her feet lift off the ground and he carried her to the entrance of the mess hall. The camp didn't open for another few weeks and so everything was still locked. But because of Ricky's background he could easily get it unlocked. When inside he asked Amy if she wanted anything, coffee, soda, a burger?

"No thank you." She answered and looked at him with a big grin on her face.

"Are you sure you don't want ANYTHING?!" Ricky grabbed Amy and picked her up starting to kiss her lips and commanded entrance to her mouth which she happily gave him.

He carried her over to the couch still running his tongue along the inside of her mouth. Ricky gently laid her on the couch and pressed his body on top of hers. They pulled away and Amy started to undo the buttons on his shirt, she could feel her fingers brushing against his lingering body with each button. Then he lifted up her shirt and pulled off her shorts. She unzipped Ricky's jeans and he took them off in one fluid motion. Amy's hands explored his body as Ricky's did to her. She could feel his hot abs rub against her uncovered chest.

Ricky started to kiss her beginning at her neck moving his way down between her breast and across her belly thinking of the time not long ago when his son has being carried by her right where he lay. There naked bodies came together again sharing the memory of what they once had a year ago where today. He licked her neck and she clutched his back and he moved his hands over her heated chest, past her stomach, down to her naval and up again. He was above her on all fours, with him straddling her hips. Amy stroked his hair and kissed his chin, while tasting the sweat that was lingering on his body. She gripped his arm muscles hard from exertion. He lowered himself over and over again listening to Amy's squeals of anticipation. She moved rhythmically with him as she dug her fingers deep into his back and pressed her face onto his neck. He did this until she couldn't take it any more. Amy opened her eyes and appreciate his beauty as they both panted. She watched his chest move in and out with each breath. They laid there with their arms around each other and fell asleep.