First night at home
Summary: It`s Andy and Sam`s first night at home with baby Mason.
The first night at home with Mason is both exhausting and completely amazing at once.
Sam doesn't sleep for a split second, afraid that Mason will for some reason stop breathing. "Completely normal during transition from coming home with a new baby", the doctors had told them when Sam admitted his worry. Relieved at some level, he still wouldn`t keep his eyes off his new son. Tiny and so innocent, he watched him sleep(would do so for the next hours, weeks, months, years even).
Andy is finally asleep, and after the hard work she went through to bring their son into this world, he would gladly let her. He could sleep later.
Born on their kitchen floor and all, umbilical cord wrapped around his neck, Peck and Price as midwifes, his wife plastered up against their kitchen wall and pushing until her face was red and about to explode, he had never in his whole life felt so many different emotions all at once. The tears of joy he had let out in front of half the female cops from fifteen, may have cost him his bad boy reputation, but Andy just made him a daddy, and not an ounce in him cared what people would say.
Ha was a dad again. Thanks to his wife. That day she became his true hero.
Half awake in the rocking chair that Andy had found at a flea market, which she in month eight into her pregnancy completely renovated, he heard soft whimpers coming from the crib.
"You`re not tired at all are you Mase", he cooed. At only four days old, the baby had already earned his nickname.
"Those better not be hungry-tears little guy. Your mommy needs her sleep you know... gave her a pretty hard time coming into this world".
When his son started crying a whole lot louder, he heard a soft chuckle from the door. "Hey... you should be asleep sweetheart... had a rough couple of days you know", he smiled at her.
"Well, I`m pretty sure you can`t give him what he really wants...Sorry", she teased.
He got up with Mason in his arms. "Go back to bed, and I`ll take him to you".
If there were moments and fraction of every second that gave him the opportunity to hold his son, he sure as hell wouldn`t miss them. He knew that he would probably never get a good night sleep for the rest of his life, but he simply couldn`t care less. This was it, and he would gladly do it again and again and again.
He`s just... His wife!
Short I know. :)
