Moments

First off: This isn't a continous story. This will be just some random moments, most of them M/S, which come to my mind from time to time. Some are set after or during episodes, others are AU or set in the future. I just write what comes to my mind and when inspiration strikes.

Family life

Rating: K+

Spoilers: None

Samantha had never seen herself live this 2.2, white picket fence, golden retriever life. To her, the images of happy families displayed in magazines or advertisements had always seemed foreign, something that would never come true for herself. She just wasn't the person to find herself a husband, make a vow to spend the rest of her life with him or settle down and have kids.

And yet here she was, sitting on the back porch of her suburban 2-story home on the outskirts of New York City, watching her husband and 2 year-old son play in their backyard. A little laugh escaped her lips as she watched Martin throw Josh in the air, making him squeal in the process, and their two-month old puppy Fluffy jumping up and down on Martin's leg, obviously annoyed that he was left out of the game.

She sat up in the comfortable chair Martin had placed on the porch for her so she could at least watch them, even though in her current state she couldn't play with them. Another smile spread across her face as she looked down at the hand resting on her swollen abdomen. She moved her hand around in small circles, laughing when her unborn daughter started kicking, obviously annoyed her mom had woken her up.

"Hey little one," She whispered. "You better hurry up joining us. Your daddy and I are starting to get impatient, and your big brother keeps asking when he'll finally be able to play with you."

Hearing Sam's voice seemed to calm her down, as the kicking stopped immediately. Turning her head as she heard the creaking of the gate leading into the back yard, Sam smiled upon seeing Danny step through.

"Hey Sam," He greeted as he stepped on the porch, bending down to kiss her forehead lightly. "How are you doing?"

"Hey Danny. I'm fine. No, actually, I'm even better than fine. Things couldn't be better at the moment." Sam looked up at him and judging from the huge smile that spread across his face, he knew exactly what she was talking about.

"That's good to hear," he replied as he kneeled down next to her, placing a hand on her abdomen right next to hers. "And how's my favourite little girl," He asked.

"Oh, she's fine too," Sam replied. Laughing, she added "A little annoyed her mom just woke her up, but that's about it. But I really wouldn't mind the little lady finally making an appearance. I just told her that we're getting a little a bit impatient."

Danny laughed and pulled a chair up so he could sit next to her. "Oh yeah, I know what you're talking about. And Amy and I are probably about twice as excited as you guys are. After all, it's our first one. I really don't know how I will be able to wait three more month..."

"Speaking of which, where is Amy?" Sam asked.

"Oh, she went shopping for baby clothes with her mom this afternoon. And obviously a girl buying baby clothes with her mother is something with 'no guys allowed' printed all over it," He said with a slight roll of his eyes.

Sam laughed seeing his expression. "You're damn right it is. Or do you think Martin was allowed to accompany me shopping for clothes?"

"What, not even with the second one?" Danny asked unbelievingly.

"Of course not," Sam said seriously. "You're not gonna get a say in that one, Danny, sorry to break the news to you."

Danny let out a groan and then shook his head. "I guess then I should be happy we're having a boy, otherwise our poor girl would probably be wearing pink all her life."

Sam laughed, then turned her head as she heard a loud squeal, accompanied by a shout of "Uncle Danny" coming from the yard.

Danny stood up and walked down the steps, picking Josh up as he came running toward him and swirling him around, making him squeal again. "Hey champion, how you doing?" He asked as he finally set him on the ground again and bent down next to him.

"I'm good Unca Danny. Where Auntie Amy?" The little boy asked, looking around with his big blue eyes.

"She's shopping with her mommy. Buying clothes for our baby," Danny explained.

"Oh, I understand. No men allowed, right?" Martin's voice asked from beside them and Danny looked up to see a grin on his face.

"Yeah, Sam just filled me in. That's the way it goes, huh?"

"Oh yeah, you'll never buy a piece of clothes for your kid for at least the first year or so. Not even a single one. That's law in the world of pregnant women and mom's. I learned it the hard way," He added.

"Hey, I heard that," Sam called from the porch.

"I know you did, sweetheart," Martin said with a smile as he started walking toward her-

Danny picked Josh up and followed closely behind. "You two can't stop bickering even for one moment, now, can you?" He asked with an exasperated sigh.

Ignoring him, Martin leaned down to place a soft kiss on Sam's lips. Starightening back up again, he placed a hand on Sam's hair, stroking it softly as he replied, "Of course we can, but what fun would it be if we stopped annoying you?"

Danny just rolled his eyes, turning toward Josh as he started tugging on his shirt. "Unca Danny, you gonna play with my new tuck?"

"Of course I will, buddy. Now if you'll excuse me," He turned back to Martin and Sam, "I'll see you guys later."

With that, he turned toward the house and walked through the back door, starting to question Josh about his new truck.

Martin chuckled slightly and sat down next to Sam. "You know, it's good he's going to be a father himself soon, this way he'll finally stop stealing our kids all the time."

Sam smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder, letting out a sigh as she enjoyed the quiet time alone with him. "You know, in about one week's time, it isn't going to be this quiet around the house anymore."

"I know," Martin replied. "But I honestly don't care. Right now, I couldn't be happier," He added as he kissed the top of her head softly.

Sam smiled as she snuggled closer into his warm shoulder. "Me neither," She whispered. "Me neither."