A/N: This is my first story, ever! I know its a little short but its a blessing in disguise because I write a lot! Its very obvious where this story is going, If you like it, Ill continue, if you guys think it sucks, Ill write another one because I have lots of ideas. Thanks and I hope you enjoy :)

Amy fluttered her eyes open to the bright light seeping in from the room's drawn shades as her 2 year old son John bounced his way into the middle of the sofa bed between her and her fiancé Ricky. John's bouncing made Amy feel as if she was sleeping on a water bed and a rush of nausea overcame her. She slowly sat up trying to ease off the heavy feeling but it only became worse. She begged John to stop bouncing and turned to her right to see Ricky's head still buried deep into his pillow. Amy patted his shoulder trying to get his attention but before she could ask him to take John away, she began to dry heave and made a bee line for their only bathroom.

Amy coughed up what was left of last night's tuna casserole. She groggily sat on the cold porcelain floor and leaned her head against the wall. The severe headache she had had since Friday and her unpleasant morning made Amy deeply worry she had caught some kind of virus. She couldn't afford to be sick. She had her son, and her school work to take care of. Amy heard Ricky pounding around outside the bathroom as he put on a TV show for John then stormed into the bathroom. Before he could ask what was wrong Amy felt another rush of nausea and stuck her head into the already dirty toilet. Ricky knelt down and held back her hair slowly cooing her and gently rubbing her back. Luckily Amy had nothing left in her and sat back up. Ricky stabilized her by carefully holding her left elbow and brought her to her feet. They slowly made their way back into the living room.

Amy went back to bed as Ricky picked up John and found him a quiet place in his room to play. Ricky came back to Amy and felt her forehead.

"You don't have a fever but your in a cold sweat, should I call your mom and ask what to do? I've never seen you like this before"

"No, I'm okay. I think its just a bug I caught from school. Its Sunday today, if I take the day to rest I'll be fine for school tomorrow. "

Ricky kissed Amy on the forehead and went to clean up the bathroom. He started a light breakfast for him and John and gave Amy some toast and tea. Amy had an appetite but it was hard to eat as she felt really weak. The rest of the day went by slowly. With Ricky finishing up his first paper and keeping an eye on both Amy and John, by dinner he was exhausted and ordered in Chinese food. Amy was up and about by the time the food had arrived and helped clean up the kitchen. They were all in bed by ten. Ricky spooned Amy until she was about to fall asleep. He repeatedly stroked her heavy bangs, a smile appearing on her pale face as she drifted off in his arms.