Just a short little one shot set before Jamie Winchester, when Sammy finds out that Jenna has left. So no, its NOT a fluffy fic. Ye be warned here there is much sadness and angst, and mommy-less -ness. Tissues at the ready. Warnigns spoilers for later in the story., just barely, butif you know where to look, you can find it.
Disclaimer: if I owned it, would I be writing fan fiction?
Thoughts "spoken" "spoken over the phone" (opposite end)
Sam woke up to his son crying. Why is Jamie crying? Jenna usually gets too him before I can wake up. He got out of bed and crossed the apartment. "Hey baby boy. Wassa matter, huh?" He picked Jamie up out of his crib. The second Sam picked up the crying baby, Jamie calmed down. Jenna wasn't in the nursery. Where was she? Sam went back to their room,carrying Jamie with him.
"Jen, you in here?" he called out. He was worried. He flicked on the light. Her side of the bed was empty and made. A manila envelope and a velvet jewelry box were on her night stand. What the hell? Sam thought. He walked over, and picked them up. He went out to the kitchen. He set Jamie in his high chair, pulled over one for him to sit in, and opened the envelope. What he saw brought tears to his eyes and an ache to his heart. Custody papers. The only words he could catch were "sole custody", "physically and legally", and his ex-fiances signature at the bottom.
He leaned back in his chair. He had about two weeks before he deployed. And he had no one to care for his son. He hesitantly reached over and opened the little velvet box. Yep, he was right, inside was the engagement ring he had gotten for Jenna. He tossed the paperwork on the table. "Looks like its just you and me now, buddy." He needed to find someone to watch his baby boy. And drop out of Stanford, yes full ride, blah blah blah. But none of that mattered now. He was, now, a single father and he had to watch out for his son. Needed to raise him. He picked up the phone. He called the one person he trusted besides his brothers and sister.
"Singer Salvage," came a gruff, sleep laden voice.
"Hey, Bobby, its Sam."
Oooh, you gotta love it. yeah its short, but hey my muses came up with something! that counts, right?
I might make more one shots in my Jamie!verse. If you got any prompts, pm or review.
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