As Sam pulled out the eggplants from the oven, placing them on the stove, she felt a pair of arms go around her waist and a kiss on her neck. She smiled knowingly as she took off her oven mitts. She turned to see Tucker grinning at her, holding her close to him.

"Are you trying to butter me up so you won't eat my cooking?" Sam teased.

"Mmmm, maybe." Tucker teased back.

"Well, you can try all you want, you're still eating what I made. And don't think I didn't see the hot dogs you tried to hide in my fridge, Tucker." Sam mused, giving her boyfriend a smirk.

He pouted and gave out a defeated sigh. "Alright, fine. You win, as usual."

Sam smiled and kissed the tip of Tucker's nose. Tucker smiled back, his hand going to her's, lightly touching the ring on her ring finger. Sam leaned back against him, staring down at her ring.

"We still need to pick a date, you know." She said.

"I know. I was thinking summer wedding. How about you?" Tucker asked, lifting her hand up and placing a kiss on it.

"An outdoor one? With plenty of shade, of course." Sam offered.

"Of course. Don't want my girl's delicate skin getting burned." Tucker chuckled.

"Vince can be the ring boy." Sam said with a smile.

"I wouldn't have any other way." Tucker agreed.

"And Dan-" Sam stopped. She looked away with a small frown. Tucker frowned as well and gently turn her face to look at his. She gave out a sigh, looking at Tucker.

"You worried about the visit?" Tucker asked.

"It's been so long since we've seen him." Sam softly said.

"I know, but we were the ones who wanted to move, Sam." Tucker said.

"I know..." Sam sighed.

Sam turned around and hugged Tucker. He hugged her back, keeping her close. "Hey, I bet when he gets here, it'll be like the old times again. We'll be laughing and joking together in no time." Tucker said.

"I hope so. We did leave after that fight..." Sam said in a soft tone.

"That was years ago, Sam. Maybe he's forgotten by now." Tucker said with a shrug.

"I doubt it." Sam said, rolling her eyes.

Tucker lifted up Sam's chin and smiled at him. "Don't worry. Everything's going to be alright." He leaned down, kissing her. Sam softly sighed into the kiss, wrapping her arms around him. The kiss began to get deeper and Tucker lifted her up, placing her on the kitchen counter.

Sam gave out a small moan, almost wrapping her legs around him before remembering where she was. She gently pushed Tucker away, chuckling. "Hey, calm down. Don't forget my kid's in the next room."

"He won't know if we stay quiet." Tucker whispered, wiggling his eyebrows.

Sam laughed, giving Tucker a smack. "Go keep him company while I finish up here, you loser."

Tucker gave Sam a dramatic pout, making her giggle. He grinned at her and gave her one last kiss before existing the kitchen. He walked to the dining room, where Vince was. The kid looked like he was in a confused daze.

He sat next to him, giving him a pat on the shoulder. "Hey there, kiddo! You okay?"

Vince jumped at the pat and looked at him. "Yeah, I-I'm fine." He mumbled, looking away.

Tucker lift an eyebrow at him. Vince was acting unusually jumpy. The kid normally gives him a sarcastic remark, rolling his eyes, like his mother would do.

"You still freaked out by that dream you had?" Tucker asked.

Vince shrugged. He glanced back to Tucker, absentmindedly folding the napkin on his lap. "I'm more worried about the visitor that's coming over soon."

"You are?" Tucker asked, confused. What, does Sam share same brainwaves with her own kid? Tucker sighed, shaking his head.

"Don't be. You met him before anyway!" Tucker said.

Vince dropped his napkin and stared at Tucker, eyes widen. Tucker didn't catch the shocked look on Vince's face as he continued. "I mean, you were still a little baby last time he saw you, but that still counts."

Vince blinked and stared down at his lap. "Oh." He mumbled, feeling a little silly.

"You're gonna love him. Him and me used to joke around all the time. It was the best!" Tucker said, trying to cheer Vince up.

The teenager just shrugged, going back to folding his napkin. The doorbell went off and Vince's head shot up, turning to the door. Tucker clapped his hands together, smiling.

"Alright, he's here!"

He got up, walking to the door. Vince stared as her mother's boyfriend went to unlock the door. He felt a twinge of fear go up his spine. He quickly got up and rushed to the kitchen.

"Tucker!"

"Oh man, Danny! Ain't you a sight for sore eyes!"