AN: It's been a while since I've written anything for this story. Sorry about that to those who are still reading this. =p

Chucks & Onesies

xox

Sam looked at the row of tiny. In a few short months he would be shopping for tiny clothes just like this. Well, once he had gotten through all the clothes that had been bought for them by all of their friends.

He stared at a small pair of Chuck Taylors. Sam picked them up; they were so small that he only needed to stick in three fingers to take up all the room in the tiny shoes.

His mind wandered to early mornings, walking in the park after a long day, Watching their little boy or girl, they were thinking of keeping the gender a surprise, Swinging from the monkey bars in the park that was just down the road from their house, walking hand in hand to the school bus once they were ready for pre-school.

Sam was ready for all of it. The potty training, the late nights, the sleep deprivation, the crying. As long as he got rainy afternoons and the sweet sound of his child laughing as he/she jumped in the puddles.

Sam swiped the shoes off the shelf, it would be a while before his little girl or guy would use them, but there was no harm in buying a little early.

Sam wasn't exactly sure what he expected when he made it back home, but it certainly wasn't this.

What he had expected was to spend the night spent curled in bed with Mercedes, who would coax him into giving her a foot massage.

Instead, Mercedes was on the couch, curled in her usual position with the TV remote resting on the roundest point of her belly. Just where he left her.

Right on top of where her belly button was poking out through the material of a bright yellow, tiger-striped onesie.

Mercedes has always made interesting fashion choices over the years; he hasn't seen her wear animal print anything since high school.

The onesie that emphasized the roundness of her belly where the zipper was pulled snugly over it in a way that Sam couldn't help thinking how adorable she was, especially with the hood pulled up to reveal that it did in fact come with ears to complete the whole tiger look. So cute.

"Uh, Mercedes?"

At Sam's question, she whipped around and smiled so brightly it could have put the sun streaming through the east window of the apartment to shame. "You're home!"

Bending his head to kiss her over the back of the couch, putting his bag over the couch, next to Mercedes, Sam tugged playfully on one of the material ears on the hood. "Explain?"

"Tina bought it for me." Mercedes said quietly. "She said it worked wonders for her when she was pregnant and couldn't get comfortable in regular clothes." She stretched out like a cat, showing Sam her bare feet, and wiggled her toes contentedly. "It's really comfortable. It's so much better than regular pants and a shirt, and it feels great because my stomach isn't so constricted as when I wear normal clothes."

"So what's in the bag?" She asked reaching over and grabbing the bag. She only got a small glimpse at the small box inside before Sam snatched the bag out of her hand.

"It's a surprise." He said hugging the bag close to him trying to ignore the pointed look and pout his wife was currently giving him. Before his resolve completely broke Sam turned on his heels and left the room taking the bag with him.

"You are so mean Sam Evans!" he hears Mercedes yell as he climbs the stairs making his way to the hall closet putting the bag on the highest shelf know that Mercedes could never reach. It's his hiding spot for anything he wanted to surprise his wife with.

When he returned to the living room he found Mercedes with her arms crossed staring at the television the pout never leaving her face.

"You're adorable." Sam said, dipping down to kiss her, and Mercedes smiled happily.

"My cute little tiger. Even if it is yellow."

"Yellow is a happy color." Mercedes pointed out, "And I'm happy. Even if you are keeping things from me." She said with a wink.

"You'll see what it is in a few months." Sam chuckled, though his words were lost in a mumble as he launched himself over the back of the couch so he could wrap his arms around Mercedes' waist and pull her closer until she was resting in Sam's lap, "I'm happy, too" he said with his hands splayed over the front of her belly protectively.