Madeline and Sam were pretending to be husband and wife for the mission Sam, Michael and Fi were on. Fi would have done the honors, but Michael needed her else where, so Madeline stepped in. After a few minutes of looking around the hotel they where in, Sam broke the silence.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked. He figured he needed to step up his game in making them look like a married couple and instead of just kissing Madeline, he thought he would ask.

"Sam, honey," Madeline said to the younger man's question. "Aren't you taking this mission a little too seriously?"

"Maybe," Sam said. He stole a kiss anyways, much to Madeline's surprise. As he kissed the woman he considered his surrogate mother, he looked at the guard that was standing behind Madeline that Michael had asked them to keep an eye on, his hand drifting to Madeline's waist. Just then, Michael and Fi walked up to them, Fiona holding their daughter, Alice Christine.

"Sam," Michael said, a note of disgust in his voice. "You weren't actually suppose to kiss my mother. All you had to do was look like a couple, not act like a couple."

"Sorry, brother," Sam said. He then moved his hand from Madeline's waist.

"Madeline, can you take her? Something's come up," Fiona said as she eyed the guard Madeline and Sam were suppose to watch. Madeline just looked at the woman she considered her daughter-in-law as if to ask why she was even asking. Fiona gave Madeline a sheepish grin and transferred her daughter over to the infant's grandmother.

"Why is it you always ask Madeline? I'm good with kids," Sam said. Michael just looked at Sam and rolled his eyes.

"You were just kissing my mother," Michael said when Sam looked at him questioningly. "Besides, you would give her beer thinking it's okay for babies to drink it." Sam just put his hands up in defeat.

"Fine," he said. "I get it." Madeline softly laughed as she adjusted the baby she had just taken from Fiona's arms so she was cradling her. Before Michael and Fiona went off to do what they were going to do, Michael handed Sam the baby bag, who in turn swung the strap over his shoulder.

"It's almost time for her to eat," Fiona said, over her shoulder, as both her and Michael rushed out of the hotel. Madeline started running her hand up and down Alice Christine's body when the baby, as if she knew Fiona had just said that it was almost time for her to eat, started crying. Sam just stood there, as if he hadn't just heard what Fiona said.

"What's wrong with niece Alice Christine?" he asked, not sure what was going on. As good as he may be with kids, he was still a little clueless when it came to them.

"You and I are married for the night, sweetheart," Madeline said as she looked up at Sam and softly laughed. "So that means she's your granddaughter for the rest of the evening, Gramps." Sam looked a little surprised at that, but quickly recovered. "Now pass me her bottle, honey. She's going to start attracting attention if she keeps crying." Sam did as Madeline told him to do and rummaged through the diaper bag on his shoulder. When he found it, he passed it to Madeline, who pushed the nipple of the bottle into Alice Christine's mouth. She immediately started suckling happily, quieting down the crying. That's when Sam looked back at the guard they were suppose to be watching. Madeline's back was still facing him, so Sam stepped closer to Madeline and the baby before dipping his head so it was close to Madeline's, making it look like they were a couple again.

"Can you turn around to make sure our guy sees Alice Christine?" he asked quietly.

"What?" Madeline asked, confusion evident in her voice. "Why?" she asked.

"We want to make sure that if he's made us out, he knows there's a baby involved," Sam replied. The guard had been talking to the bar tender when Fiona and Michael had walked up to them, so he had missed the transferring of the baby.

"Didn't he see me take her from Fi?" Madeline asked. She was still a little confused as to why Sam wanted her to turn around so the guard could see the baby, but she knew why he was doing it. It made sense. The last thing she wanted was for her granddaughter to get hurt.

"He was talking to the bartender when they came over," Sam said. Madeline nodded her head and did as Sam asked and turned around. Sam moved to the side of Madeline so he could wrap an arm around his pretend wife's shoulders, making them seem a little more couple-like. Following Sam's cue, Madeline shifted her weight so it was resting against Sam's body. That's when Alice Christine finished her bottle. Madeline took it and handed it to Sam, who in turn put it back in the diaper bag on his shoulder. Madeline moved the infant so she was lying against her chest and softly started patting her back to get her to burp. Within a few seconds, air was heard escaping Alice Christine's mouth. That's when the baby lifted her head and shifted it so it was resting in the crook of Madeline's neck. Sam watched the entire thing with a soft smile tugging at his lips. He then moved a hand so it was resting against Alice Christine's back and started to comfortingly rub her back. When Madeline noticed Sam's hand softly rubbing her granddaughter's back, she looked up at the man that was towering over her and smiled. As clueless as he may be at times, he did seem to have a knack with kids. So she figured she would hand over his pretend granddaughter of the night while she went to the bathroom.

"Can you take her while I go to the restroom, sweetheart?" she asked, grabbing Sam's attention.

"Hmm?" Sam hummed softly to himself. "Yeah, sure. No problamo," he said while he casted a nervous glance towards the infant in Madeline's arms. That's when Madeline shifted Alice Christine in her arms and passed her to Sam. He took her, cautiously, into his arms and placed her against his chest, much like Madeline had done.

"You got her?" Madeline asked as she watched Sam grapple with holding his best friend's daughter carefully.

"Yeah, I think so," Sam said as he forced a casual smile on his face. Madeline knew that Sam was nervous, but she also knew he would be fine. Madeline comfortingly rubbed Sam's upper arm before walking to the bathroom. A few minutes pass, Sam still cautiously holding Alice Christine against his chest, when Madeline walked back to where he was standing. While she was gone, Alice Christine fell asleep. Feeling Sam's broad chest move with each breath and the heat that radiated from him put her to sleep. Madeline noticed this and rested a hand on her back, rubbing it softly.

"You were right," she said to Sam. "You are a good with kids, Grandpa," she said teasingly. Sam looked up from Alice Christine and mockingly laughed.

"You want her back?" he asked. He then went on to explain when Madeline gave him a questioning look. "You heard Michael, I don't want him to think I did anything to hurt her." Madeline rolled her eyes and took the baby from Sam's embrace. In the process, her eyes fluttered open and she started to whimper.

"I know you want to sleep, honey," Madeline said to Alice Christine as she rested the baby back against her chest. "But Grandpa Sam is scared of your daddy." Alice Christine nudged her grandmother's chest as her eyes shut again, her breathing slowing down immediately. Sam mockingly laughed again. Madeline couldn't help but to laugh as she cupped Sam's chin.

"You know I'm just teasing you, sweetheart," she said. She then pulled Sam's face closer to hers and planted a soft kiss on the younger man's lips. Sam hadn't anticipated another kiss from Madeline. He could tell by their first kiss that she was surprised that he had actually kissed her. Madeline could tell that Sam was confused and laughed. "We are suppose to be married, aren't we?" she asked. Sam rolled his eyes, laughed and laced his arm around Madeline's shoulder again. He then kissed the temple of his pretend wife's head, the rest of the night passing by uneventful.