Images 1

Title: Images
Author: Liddy
Time line: Post 4th Season, The marriage is common knowledge.
Summary: Just another picture of life in the Stetson household.
Archive Yes! Yes! Yes! Anywhere is fine.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in this story. They are the sole property of Warner Brother's Television, and of Shoot The Moon Productions. I make no money from this story, only enjoyment.

Author's Notes: I know that my stories have, so far, just been fluff pieces, but I really like the idea of showing what life outside the agency would be like for this family, especially since I think Lee would have thrown himself head long into being a husband, and father, and all around family man. I think it was what he really wanted all along, he just didn't know he wanted it, until he met Amanda. I really hope you enjoy this one. I do this for fun, and have a great time writing my stories. I apologize for any typos, or missing commas, etc.

The idea for this story came from objects that were in my grandparent's attic.




Chapter 1

Lee Stetson stood in the attic of 4247 Maplewood Drive wondering what he had gotten himself into. He was overjoyed about finally letting the world in on the secret that he was married to the most wonderful there had ever been, or would ever be. However, he secretly wished he'd just sold his things, along with his apartment, instead of trying to incorporate them into Amanda's already crowded house. But, Amanda had insisted, and he had agreed, that this was now their house, and his things belonged here. So that conversation had led to this...the whole family spending a beautiful, Saturday afternoon shut away in the dark, dusty attic trying to decide what would stay, and what would go so that Lee's little used items could join their little used items.

Guy's, it looks like we need more boxes, Lee said to the boys, as the pile in the middle of the floor grew bigger by the minute. Why does your mother keep all this stuff? he complained, throwing a baseball glove, that would obviously never be used again, on top of the pile.

You have to tell mom you're throwing that away, Jamie snickered. That's the glove Phillip caught his first out with, and then left out in the rain for a week.

Mom always saves corny stuff like that, Phillip added, See, here's Jamie's Superman pajamas, he laughed out loud, as he held the faded blue garment up in front of his brother to measure its size. Hmmm, still fits, he continued to laugh.

Jamie quickly grabbed the pj's, and threw them under the pile, hoping they would be lost forever. Keep it up, Phillip, and I'll give mom something else to save, like what you keep under your bed in that shoe box, way in the back.

Just try it, worm brain, and I'll take those pj's to school, and hang them in the locker room for everyone to see, Phillip threatened.

Lee had to stifle a laugh at the way his sons' were trying to out do one another. He felt proud and honored that they had included him in their little war against each other, even if he was only listening. There was a time when Jamie wouldn't say a word when they were in the same room together. They sure had come a long way since his and Amanda's secret marriage, and their confession to the family. He was happy that Dotty and Amanda had gone downstairs leaving the men to bond, although he secretly knew they had both gotten tired of cleaning, and had gone downstairs with the excuse of finding more boxes, leaving the men to do the hard work.

Al right, Al right, Lee began, trying to break up the fight. Phillip run downstairs, and see what's keeping your mom with those boxes. Come on, Jamie. We'll hide those pajamas.

Suddenly, the calm of the attic was shattered by a loud teenage voice. HEY MOM!, WE NEED MORE BOXES! Phillip yelled down the steps.

Lee said, covering his ears, I said go down... never mind. That should at least get their attention, Amanda's three men all laughed simultaneously.

Seconds later Dotty and Amanda appeared in the doorway with several more boxes for the men to fill.

Phillip, sweetheart, don't yell. You can walk down the stairs, and tell me that, Amanda explained to her oldest son, as Lee and the boys continued to laugh.

Amanda walked over, and grabbed Lee around the waist, who in turn encircled her waist with his strong arms. Well, is it going OK up here? she asked.

Oh yeah, just fine. We'll be finished in no time. I hope you have a big dinner ready for us. We've worked up quite an appetite, and you two have been downstairs long enough, Lee teased, with a smile.

Oh, you figured that one out did you? Amanda laughed, staring into his eyes.

Lee laughed, and started in for a kiss, when a site caught Amanda's eye, and she turned to look at the growing pile in the middle of the floor.

Oh, don't throw this away. Who put this here? she questioned, picking up the baseball glove that lay on top.

He did it, Phillip pointed at Lee. Jamie told him not to.

Lee, this is the glove that that Phillip caught his first fly ball with. We have to keep this, Amanda said, as she walked over to the shelf, and put the glove in the box marked Phillip'.

Aww, mom, it smells, Phillip complained.

That's because somebody left in the back yard in the rain, She walked over to her son, and placed a box in his hand. It stays, Amanda ordered, and ended that conversation.

Well, I'd love to stay and, ahhh, work some more, but I have to get ready for my date, Dotty began. Captain Kurt said six o'clock sharp, and something about the air show, and wear comfortable shoes. I wonder what he has in mind? her voice trailed off down the stairs, as the four remaining occupants in the attic broke out in giggles.

Mother, always did know how to get out of work, Amanda laughed.

Lee grabbed her around the waist again, Like mother, like daughter, he laughed into her ear.

You better be nice to the cook, Buster, Amanda replied, and headed toward the door. You guys finish up up here, and I'll think about ordering pizza, she glanced back over her shoulder, with a devilish grin, as she headed down the steps behind her mother.

OK, fellas you heard her, Let's get back to work, Lee ordered.

Phillip agreed, I want to finish this today, He walked over to the box marked Phillip, picked up the glove, sniffed it, and with a sour expression, threw it back on the pile. Stupid glove.

Jamie laughed, At least she didn't find my pajamas.

Lee watched as the two boys again set about emptying shelves. He was going to enjoy this being a father thing, very much. When neither boy was looking, Lee picked up Phillip's rotten glove, and Jamie's Superman pajamas, threw them in the box marked Lee's things', and closed the lid. Amanda would kill me if I let those things get lost,' he thought to himself.