A/N: A few people have asked about Sam's POV, as of right now this story will only be from Andy's POV. The way I have this story in my mind it needs to be that way, and who really knows what is going on in Sam's head? I know I don't! Hopefully what he says/does will be enough to satisfy. I may do an epilogue in his POV when this story comes to an end. And now for the next chapter...

It had been six weeks since that night, the night of Sam's date. Ever since then I can count 8 times that Sam has asked me to watch Nathan at night. At least he has made it home by 8:00 every time. He apologized for a good two weeks after that night, claimed that they got to dinner late and the service was horrible. But something was off; I wasn't completely sure I believed him. I wanted to...god did I ever, I guess I just have some issues trusting what comes out of guys mouths. I still did not like those numbers, that means he has been on 9 dates, nine! I hated her, I'd never even met her and I hated her. I loved my nights alone with Nathan sure, but I loved my nights with both of my boys even more. I had been on 4 more dates with Derek and it was going absolutely no where. Every time he kissed me I just wanted it to end. It was missing the passion, the passion that I only felt with Sam. Our last date was a little over 3 weeks ago and I told him how I was feeling and decided to end it. Like Sam said the 'fake it till you make it' thing did NOT work! Derek was nice, safe and I could definitely have a future with him but I don't want a future with him. I don't want safe, I want someone who can make my skin feel like it's on fire, who makes my stomach get butterflies and whenever I'm around them all I want to do is sit on the couch and watch superheroes with his kid. I want him...and he doesn't even know it.

Sam and I had grown a lot closer in the last six weeks, we had a good routine. Whenever I didn't have class I spent my nights with them; Nathan got to where he wanted both of us to put him to bed; and I definitely didn't mind. I felt at home when I was with them, more at home than I had ever felt in my life. It was like I belonged; I was the missing piece in there life and they were the missing pieces in mine.

I got up and got ready for my day, I had definitely gotten used to getting up at 6:00 in the morning, since I had been doing it basically every day for the last 2 months. I went into the main house and did what I always did; made my coffee and sat down at the table waiting for Sam to come him.

"Morning McNally..have a good night sleep?" I'm guessing he asked that because I was sitting there with a smile on my face but really I was just thinking about him.

"Yeah, definitely. You?"

"Yeah yeah, same as usual. Nathan had a nightmare last night, but for the first time he wasn't yelling for her he yelled for me. So I guess that progress right?"

"Sam that's great! I mean it isn't great that he had a nightmare but it's good that he called for you. Was he okay? I usually hear him and didn't, I must have been out."

"I just got to him quick, wasn't really in a deep sleep yet. He was fine, I got him calmed down and back to sleep in no time." He was looking at me like he was proud of himself. He was proud that he was able to calm down his son; over the past month I started to notice that Sam felt a little insecure in his role as a father but truth was he was amazing at it. He always knew exactly what to do. If I felt completely safe with him, than Nathan had to also.

"And he was okay for the rest of the night?"

"Yeah McNally, he was fine I promise. ...but uh you have any plans tonight? I kinda wanted to take Ali out but wanted to check with you first."

Of course he wanted to take her out, this makes number 10! When you reach the double digits in dates that has got to mean things are getting serious right? My biggest problem though was that I could never say no to him. "I'm not busy, I can watch him."

"Thanks, I owe you..really."

"No you don't, it's fine really Sam. I get it. I'm just gonna go wake Nathan up if that's okay?"

"Uh yeah..that's great. I'll just go finish getting ready."

"Okay great!" Every time he brought her up I had to get out of there, it was almost like whenever I was reminded about her I couldn't stand to look at him anymore.

So I went and woke Nathan up like I did every other morning and brought him downstairs snuggled into my chest.

Sam turned around and smiled at us, every time I got him looking at Nathan and I in any kind of embrace he was looking at me with those dimples popping out. Almost like he couldn't believe I was there and that his son had someone that loved him as much as he did. Sam came up to us and kissed Nathan on the top of the head; whenever he did this it got him insanely close to my face, close enough where I could just lean in a few inches and our lips would meet. Almost like a happy married couple kissing goodbye before the husband goes off to work; with their sleeping baby in their arms. Before I could even think about actually doing anything he was off and out the door. I wouldn't see him till 8:00 tonight.

"Nally..I's sleepyyyy!"

"Okay baby, we can go sit down."

"Night night Nally..."

"Shh, go to sleep baby." I sat down on the couch and held Nathan in my lap rubbing my hand up and down his back while he drifted off to sleep. This had become a common occurrence with him; especially on the nights he had nightmare. I was more than happy to oblige; I loved having him sleeping in my arms. He was so warm and soft and I felt completely content just sitting there.

I guess I had drifted back off to sleep also because the next thing I know my phone was ringing. I looked at the caller ID and immediately picked up.

"Hey is everything okay?"

"Yeah everything's fine McNally; I just wanted to call to tell you something."

"Okay shoot.."

"Well I just talked to Ali and she thinks it is about time that she met Nathan..." There was a long pause before he finished what he was saying. My mouth had dropped open and I just looked at the sleeping baby in my arms. "So umm...yeah I think when I get home tonight I might bring her with me."

I didn't know what to say. I was completely speechless, he wanted to bring her home to our home and introduce him to my baby? Well okay, not my baby but he sure as hell felt that way to me. It was a good 60 seconds until either of us said anything.

"McNally..you still there?"

"Oh yeah, sorry. Um okay; well I'll be here so I guess I will see you and her tonight."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I am just peachy."

I could hear his chuckle on the other end of the line. "Peachy? Really McNally...that's not even a word."

"It is to a word, well it is in my book."

"In your book..right."

"Well it is the most important book in the world, you could learn everything there is to know from that book." I was smiling and laughing and I guess the movement woke Nathan because he started to stir. Before Sam could say anything else Nathan was awake. "Oh uh I gotta go, Nathan just woke up..so I'll see you tonight?"

"Yeah see you tonight McNally, tell him I love him."

"Always." I hung up the phone to pay attention to the most important boy in the room. "Hey babe, did you get enough sleep?"

"Yep. Was that daddy?"

"Yeah, he says he loves you baby, and he will see you tonight at bedtime."

Nathan frowned as soon as I said the word bedtime. "What's wrong buddy?"

"I don't like when daddy doesn't get home till bedtime. It's no fair."

"I know sweetie, but he will be here to tuck you in and then maybe tomorrow you can spend the day with him. How does that sound?"

"Will you be there?"

"Of course baby." God. This little boy made my heart melt.

"Kay, good. Food pwease!"

"Okay, lets go get you some breakfast."

The day passed like any other. It was a park day so Nathan and I went and ran around there for hours after his nap. We came back to eat dinner and I gave him a bath. We were sitting on the couch playing patty-cake (his new favorite game, ever since I taught it to him) when Sam and Ali walked in.

"McNally, I'm home."

"We're in here." Sam came walking into the living room with Ali following behind. My stomach immediately went into knots. This was going to be awkward.

"Hey buddy, there is someone that I want you to meet." Sam came and grabbed Nathan out of my arms, my baby had a weird look on his face, almost like he was nervous and I did not like that. My protective instincts were definitely kicking in.

Nathan grabbed onto his dad's shirt while Sam walked over to where Ali stood.

"Nate, this is Ali; she's daddy's friend."

"Like Nally?" Okay well that was definitely awkward! I looked at Sam and just kind of shrugged, trying to tell him I had no clue how to handle this situation.

"Uh no buddy, not really...Ali is a special friend." Good work with that one Sam..I'm sure that really cleared things up for him.

"Why is Nally not a special friend?" Nathan was definitely making things difficult for Sam and I almost wanted to laugh if this whole situation wasn't so weird. Ali was just looking on, she almost looked confused by the whole thing.

"Uh..she is buddy just in a different way. Sometimes daddy's need a friend like Ali that they can go out with to spend some grown up time."

Don't ask me how that explanation worked, but that seemed to suffice Nathan's curiosity for the moment. For the first time of the night Ali decided to speak up.

"Hi cutie, I have heard a lot about you." Nathan was hiding his face in Sam's neck which was extremely unlike him. Usually he trusted anyone and everyone, he was anything but shy.

"Uh Sam, he seems tired..what if I just take him to bed and Ali can come by tomorrow night?"

"Oh can I take him?" Did she really just ask that..she has never even met Nathan, why would she think that she can put him to bed?

I tried to show Sam with my eyes that I did not think that was a good idea; especially with the way that Nathan was acting but I guess Sam hadn't even noticed because next thing I know Sam is handing Nathan over to her.

All hell broke lose as soon as Sam took his arms off Nathan and Ali was holding him.

Nathan was crying..my baby was crying because some whore was holding him.

"Mama! Mama...put me down I want my mama! You are not my mama!" He had never called for her when he was awake, I looked at Sam and he looked just as confused as me; especially since just the previous night Nate had called for Sam and not Laura. Ali put Nathan down; I think she just had no idea what to do.

The next thing that happened though was more surprising than anything, Nathan came sprinting over to me, crying harder than I have ever heard him and was yelling mama.

Once he reached me he held his arms up as high as he could, still crying. "Mama..up pwease! Up up mama." I picked him up and he immediately stopped crying and buried his face into my neck. He had his arms wound tight around my neck, I looked up to Sam and his face, well his face scared me a little bit. He looked pissed, almost like I had told Nathan to call me that; which I had definitely not. I was perfectly happy with being Nally to him and Sam knew that.

"I'm just gonna take him upstairs, we have had a long day. It was nice meeting you Ali." I looked at Sam almost threatening him to even try and say something about it.

"Sure..hey McNally we need to talk when I get back."

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the living room." I walked up the stairs and out of their sight; I let out a huge sigh. That definitely did not go according to plan. I walked into my baby's room and laid him down on the bed.

"Mama story!" I thought that maybe that whole 'mama' thing was just Nathan lashing out but I guess he really meant it..so what did that mean?

"Okay baby, we can read a story in just a minute. First I need to ask you something, why aren't you calling me Nally?"

"Cause your my mama and I love you. Don't you love me mama?"

"Oh sweetie, of course I do. I love you so so much." I couldn't dare tell Nathan wrong, if he wanted to call me that then I sure as hell wasn't going to stop him.

I read him a story and by the last page he was passed out. I wasn't lying we really did have a very long day and I knew he had to be tired. Tonight was probably not the best night to introduce someone new to him. But I was almost sort of happy of the outcome..does that make me a horrible person? I do take care of him every day and I love him as if he were my own son. So what if he did call me mama from now on..would that be so bad? Every kid needs a mom, I would know that better than anyone.

I had been sitting on the couch for a good 30 minutes until Sam finally walked through the door, he shut it louder than usual and I could tell that he was pissed.

"What the fuck was that back there?"

"Excuse me?" I was in shock, he had never talked to me that way.

"You know what I'm talking about McNally, why the hell is my son calling you mama?"

"Okay first of all your son is sleeping upstairs so keep your damn voice down and second of all I don't know. Maybe because he was scared, you did just spring this girl on him. Maybe he didn't want her did you ever think of that?"

"Did you tell him to call you that?"

"Are you kidding me Sam! No I didn't tell him to call me that, I'm not some kind of freak that is trying to steal your son, okay. You know what he calls me, what he has always called me; I did not tell him any different. I was perfectly fine being Nally to him okay?"

"Then why would he even think of calling you that?"

"I DON'T KNOW SAM! I'm with him every day, I make him breakfast and lunch and put him to sleep at night; maybe he thinks of me that way."

"Are you saying that I don't take care of my son and that you do everything?"

"What the hell are you talking about? I didn't say that at all! You know I don't think that, you are a great dad and he loves you! I just mean that I spend a lot of time with him and I love him okay, I do and I would do absolutely anything for that boy. Hell I would jump in front of a bullet for him. So maybe, just maybe I can be that for him. Every kid needs a mom Sam, trust me."

The way he was looking at me, it was like he was looking at me for the first time. I saw love and desire in his eyes and are they always that dark? There not are they? Wait..what does that mean..why is he looking at me like that?

He took a step closer to me and I took a step back, he took another step closer until my back was up against the wall and he was standing like right in front of me. Mere inches away. His eyes didn't show anger anymore; they showed something else but I couldn't figure out what. We stood there and stared into each other's eyes until he spoke.

"I'm sorry.." Before I could even process or ask him what for his lips were on mine and he was kissing me like really kissing me. Like shoved against the wall, hands grasping my hips hard enough to leave a bruise kissing me. His mouth was everywhere he started at my mouth and then moved to my neck and he started to suck..he was definitely going to leave a mark and I did not care at all. I wanted him to leave marks, all over me; I wanted his hands everywhere. But before I could do anything else, or even try to keep up he pushed himself off of me and took a step back and walked away as fast as he possibly could. He just left me there trying to catch my breath and get my heart beat back to normal.

Okay..what the fuck just happened?

A/N: Hehe (: what's gonna happen? Please review! I'm really nervous about this chapter, this was definitely not how it was supposed to end but I caved.