Life through the eyes of mummy Braddock
Authors note: As it says in the summary, this is similar to 'In the eyes of a Braddock' but in Sam's mums POV. Enjoy and please review (thanks to everyone who has reviewed on in the eyes of a Braddock).
Sam has been away for almost two years now. His baby sisters Emily and Milly remember him but I fear that soon they won't be able to.
I can tell that Nat is missing him. She seems more reserved now. She spends more time alone in her room. Natalie and Sam are extremely close, they always have been. Ever since Natalie was born, Sam has loved her, protected her, cared for her.
I can remember the day that Natalie was born so clearly. I can remember how excited Sammy was when John brought him to the hospital to visit us. He had been shopping with John a few days before and had bought her a furry pink teddy bear. He was always so gentle when he held Natalie, like she was a china doll, he held her like she was so fragile, like he thought she was going to crumble and break under his touch.
As the years went on, Sammy helped John and I with everything to do with Nat. He helped her learn how to walk, how to talk, how to play games. When she was upset he would comfort her, when she was happy, he was happy, when she needed help, he helped. On Nat's first day of school (and every day after that as well) Sam looked out for her, played with her even though his friends teased him. Sure, sometimes he got frustrated with her and she with him, but that's just what it's like with siblings, they fight and they make up.
When the twins were born, Nat seemed jealous and assumed that Sam would take care of them and not her so she stopped asking for his help. Sam of course helped us with the twins, but he was still worried about his 'baby Nat' as he calls her. It took a while for Nat to see, but Sam would never push her to the side and forget about her just because there are two new babies.
Never.
So now that he has gone away to Afghanistan for the first time, followed in his dad's footsteps, Nat is lost. I think she feels that Sam might not come back, I keep telling her that he will, he'll come back for her. His baby Nat.
Three years have gone by now, Sam is still not back and we miss him more and more everyday.
It's 8pm and there's a knock on the front door. Who would be calling at this time of night? I hear Natalie open the door and then laughing. Lots of very loud, very excited sounding laughing. I make my way downstairs and reach the bottom just as my husband exits his study, curious about what is going on as well. We walk into the hallway and there he is. My baby boy.
Sam.
He's home. He came back to us. John goes up to him and hugs him, when they pull away I step forward and hug him as well. Then we are all hugging. John, Sam, Nat, Emily, Milly and I. One big happy family. We are together now, together forever and nothing is going to change that.
Nothing.
AN: thanks for reading, please review! If anyone would like to read a one shot in Sam, John, Emily or Milly's POV that is similar to this, then please review or PM me. Thanks
