Amy POV

I parked the car in front of the house and looked around for a moment before getting out. It had been quite a while since I had last been here. Part of me had expected to relive the bad feeling I had associated with this place since then, but fortunately that wasn't the case. 

On the contrary. I was happy to be here. The smile that stretched across my face was the best proof of that. With his first movement, my little boy had flipped a switch in me that I didn't think existed. Now that I could finally feel joy and happiness, it felt like a heavy weight had been lifted off my chest. With every fiber of my being I hoped and prayed that it would stay that way. I did not want to lose this feeling of love for my child. I would fight for it. I didn't want our baby to experience the same fate as I did. And I was so grateful that I had people at my side on whom I could rely.

Finally, I got out of the car and climbed the steps to my former home. Once again I took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell. Immediately I heard the dogs start barking and then Kyle's voice telling them to calm down.

The door then opened and Kyle greeted me with a bright smile. He reached for my hand to pull me close to him. His brown eyes rested on my face and I felt something flutter inside me. Only this time it wasn't just the baby.

"Hi!" he said softly.

"Hi!" I replied.

Carefully, I lifted my free hand to cup it against his face. Then I leaned in to give him a sweet kiss. But it wasn't long before I heard an impatient whimper. The dogs were now demanding attention as well.

"I'm making green juice right now. Do you want some?" asked Kyle as he led me into the house.

Molly and Hank followed us attentively. When I sat down on the couch, they both jumped up and looked at me, sniffing carefully. It had been a while since they had seen me. Besides, they probably sensed that I hadn't come alone.

"Gladly. Is it still the same?" I replied as I began to cuddle the fur babies. I had never admitted it to myself, but I had missed them a lot. It was nice to see them both.

"Yep. Be right back." spoke Kyle, taking my hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it before he retreated to the kitchen.

It wasn't long before I heard the blender. That brought up a lot of memories in me as well. Kyle used to make green juice for us almost every morning. I smiled at him as he came back into the living room with two full glasses. He handed me one of them before moving Hank and Molly aside to make room for himself.

"Thank you. I've missed this," I said softly.

"You're welcome." He grinned, watching as I took my first big gulp.

"Ew! What is that? Are you sure it's the same thing?" I whined after reluctantly swallowing. This tasted absolutely nothing like the one I remembered.

"Yes, of course. Apple, pineapple, cucumber, celery, spinach, lemon, ginger and orange juice. All the same as always. Doesn't it taste good?" he explained, looking at me disappointed.

"I don't know. Maybe the baby just doesn't like it. Oh man. I was so looking forward to it." I whined.

Kyle started laughing when he saw my disappointed face. At least he didn't hold it against me.

"How are you and the little man doing today? Well, aside from his dislike of juice?" he asked a few minutes later.

"I'm fine. Much better than I have been lately, mentally I mean. He's bumbling around all the time. It still feels weird. I think he misses you when you're not around." I replied as I took his hand and placed it where I could just feel our son.

"Well, I miss you guys too. And I'm glad we're getting along so well again. That's what I've missed... Spending time with you." Kyle said, sounding a little shy.

"Yeah, me too. I'm just wondering how we're going to do this once the little guy is born," I said as I looked down at Molly who was poking her nose curiously against my bump.

"I've been thinking about it too. And I think I have an idea." he replied.

"What kind of idea?" I wanted to know.

"I would like you to move back in here. I want you to come home." he said as he lifted my chin with his index finger to look me in the eye.

"I'd really like that, but.... can this work? I mean... what are we?" I stuttered.

"We will make this work. For us and our boy. We've always been a family. You're still my wife and you know I love you. I'm willing to give it another try. That is, if you want to, of course," Kyle replied.

"I want that. I want to come home." I said as I could already feel tears welling up in my eyes.

"Thank you. That's all I was hoping for." he whispered after giving me a kiss on the forehead and then one on the nose.

"I have something for you." he said shortly after and then got up to get said something.

It wasn't long before he returned and put a small thing in my hand. I looked down and my breath caught in my throat. I could hardly believe it.

"Kyle...you kept them?" I asked, touched at the sight of my rings.

"Of course. I've never quite let go of you, Amy. I want to be your husband again, but this time really forever." he replied as he took the rings in his hand and slipped them into their old place.

"I love you and I want this too." I said as I pulled him into my arms.

I hugged him tightly. And I think the little man inside me was also happy that his parents had taken an important step, because I swear it felt like he was jumping in joy.