Summary: I look on as I watch my family and my heart swells with joy as I watch the woman I love hold our baby girl like she was football... CAM!!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea of this fic and the character, Samantha Marie Puckett.
Warning: Contains lesbian content and coarse language. Rated T to be on the safe side.
A/N: Yeah I've had this idea floating around in my head for a while about Carly and Sam having a child and finally I'm able to write it out! So enjoy and review after you've read it!
iHave A Family Now
I look on as I watch my family play out in the summer air and my heart swells with joy and love. I laugh as the woman I love carries our baby girl like she was a football to a makeshift field post.
"Oh, no! What's this? Puckett hands off the football with hair to a sexy cheerleader! What's she thinking!?" Sam broadcasts like she's one of those ESPN game narrators and I can't help but giggle as she hands me little Samantha in a hand off.
I pull our baby girl into my arms and kiss the soft skin of her crown. She looks so much like me yet you can tell she'll have Sam's rebellious streak. She already throws her toys and pacifiers for no reason. Of course I laugh every time and think of Sam and how she can still be a rebellious, immature, and wild spirit, and of course I love her all the same. It makes her who she is.
"Cupcake?" I smile as I hear my nickname and look over to my blond haired wife.
She holds her hands out in front of her like she actually wants me to throw little Samantha-Marie.
"Sam!" I scold while carefully handing her our child.
She scoffs and rolls her eyes. "Get with the game cupcake."
I know she's not really serious...well I hope not. She's very protective of little Samantha. For example if we go out on a date and we need someone to watch little Samantha, Sam will only let Spencer, Freddie, or Ms. Benson watch her. No one else is allowed. It's funny, everyone thought that I would be the overprotective one but it's actually Sam.
One night while Sam and I were in bed cuddling and talking Sam had blurted out that she had gotten a permit to have a gun and a license to hunt. That confused me but then she pulled out a damn shot gun and said that it was for when our baby started to date. I don't know what's scarier, Sam having a shot gun in her possession or someone dating our child... but Sam does look pretty damn sexy holding that gun, especially when she's in a pair of blue jeans and a wife beater.
Despite Sam's wild shenanigans she can still find a way to be a role model "Papa". Like whenever Sam works on her truck she takes little Samantha out there with her and explains each part that she's working on. She does it safely even though she's exposing our child to power tools. Sometimes I'll just stand in the doorway and watch without them knowing I'm even there and make sure the memory is locked in my heart forever. Of course I record them on video too so when little Samantha-Marie is old enough to understand things she can see the beautiful moments like those.
We have a beautiful family and I know nothing will ever tear this family apart. I know that Sam will always be there for us. To hold us, provide for us, love us till the day she dies and after that.
A/N: I know it's short but I wanted to post this before an idea like this sprang up first. Please review!