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Alex and Mitchie returned to their cabin with Sam in silence, each of them consumed with their thoughts. Sam, meanwhile, content to be back with his mothers, rested his head on Alex's shoulder and was fighting to keep his eyes open. It was getting late, after all.

Mitchie looked to Sam and noticed sleep was about to consume him. "We need to bathe him before he falls asleep," she told Alex.

Alex nodded as they approached the cabin. Mitchie opened the door, and Alex walked inside. She bounced Sam slightly in hopes of somewhat waking him.

"Don't fall asleep yet, Sammy," she told him. "You need a bath."

"No." He buried his face in Alex's neck.

Alex chuckled slightly and looked to Mitchie. "Do we have to?"

Mitchie smiled despite herself. "You're always so quick to give in to him. Yes, Alex, he needs a bath. Sam, you're getting a bath."

Sam looked up and pouted at his mother, making his eyes wide and giving her his best impression of a puppy dog.

Mitchie's hand clutched her heart, barely able to handle the cuteness. "Sam, no, don't do that to me." She looked at Alex. "Did you teach him that?"

"You're accusing me of teaching him how to get his way? Mitch, I'm offended," Alex said, and then she put on a face matching Sam's.

Mitchie groaned. "I cannot with you two." She put her hands on her hips. "Baths. All of us."

Alex sighed loudly. She hated taking baths just as much as Sam did, but she had to admit she'd probably feel a lot better once she was clean. She always did.

They gathered their clean clothes, towels, shower shoes, toiletries, and Sam's portable toddler tub, which was shaped like a whale, and made their way to counselor's showers. Only one shower was occupied when they got there, which was usually the case. They found most of the women counselors showered in the morning, so they mostly had the bathroom to themselves.

"I'll bathe Sam if you want to shower first," Mitchie offered Alex.

She quirked an eyebrow. "Save water. Shower with me."

Mitchie smacked her on the arm. "Sam's here," she reminded her. "Behave."

"It was a joke, Mitch," Alex said, laughing. "You go ahead and shower. I'll bathe the little guy."

"Are you two going to make a break for the cabin while I'm in the shower so that you can get out of bathing?" Mitchie asked suspiciously.

"I swear, you do not trust me." Alex looked to Sam. "Can you believe that?"

He shook his head. "No."

"Don't take sides, Samuel," Mitchie said, placing his portable tub on the counter next to the sinks. She placed the bag with his bag things next to it. "Okay, I'll be out soon." She kissed both Alex and Sam on their cheeks before heading for the showers.

"Wun!" Sam said when Mitchie turned the corner, pointing towards the door, letting Alex know he wanted her to make a run for it.

"Sam," Alex said with a laugh. "Maybe I am a bad influence, after all." Sam nodded his head enthusiastically, which made Alex laugh more. "Oh, who asked you?"

She set him down on the floor carefully and began readying the bath, using the sink to fill Sam's tub with warm water. Sam, meanwhile, stood by, watching Alex carefully. When he was sure she was occupied, he started running for the door. He went as fast as his little feet could carry him, pumping his arms as he ran. He was almost there…

"No you don't," Alex said, scooping up the toddler expertly with one arm.

"No," Sam protested as Alex carried him back over to the counter. "Mommy!" he called out for Mitchie.

"She's not going to help you," Alex said. "She's the one who wants you to have a bath, remember?"

Alex placed a pouting Sam on the counter. He crossed his arms over his chest and tried to delay his bath for as long as possible. Alex had to tickle him to get his arms uncrossed so she could lift his shirt over his head.

"Sam, would you please just cooperate?" she said, becoming irritated. "Ugh, I liked it better when you were half asleep." He continued to struggle. "Sam!"

The toddler looked up at his mother, saw the stern look she was giving him, and settled down. He knew better than to push her once she'd used that tone.

Alex was finally able to get Sam undressed as the sound of one of the showers stopped. Peggy emerged from the stalls as Alex was lowering the pouting boy into the tub.

"Hey," Peggy greeted. "Why the long face, Sam?"

"He hates baths," Alex said. "He usually doesn't mind unless…" She trailed off, seeming to realize something. She stuck her hand in his bag and searched until she pulled out his rubber duck.

"Ducky!" Sam said enthusiastically and held out his hands for it. Alex handed it to him, and he hugged it before dropping it in the water. "Quack, quack," he said happily.

"That's precious," Peggy said. "So I saw Tess…"

"What?" Alex asked incredulously as she reached into the bag again and pulled out Sam's baby soap.

"She's holed up in the cabin, lying in bed and crying her eyes out," Peggy said. "It's a sad sight, really. Ella keeps trying to comfort her, but so far Tess has only slapped her in the face a couple of times." She sighed. "I have no idea how I'm going to get to sleep tonight."

Alex squeezed some soap onto a wash cloth. "So she seems upset about the Shane thing?" She started washing Sam, soaping up his chest first.

"Yeah, I guess, but I'm having a hard time feeling bad for her," Peggy admitted. "If she wouldn't have called the press Shane wouldn't have messed with her in the first place."

"Who would have thought that nimrod would be the one to come through for us in the end," Alex said, shaking her head.

Peggy shrugged. "I guess the only way to conquer evil is by being more evil." She smiled. "I'm gonna head back. I'll see you guys tomorrow. You're all going to be in Brown's cabin first thing, right?"

She was referring to the remainder of the plan. Shane, Nate, and Jason would meet Alex and Mitchie, with Sam, at Brown's cabin first thing in the morning. Shane would bring the video. Peggy was to tell Tess that Brown wanted to see her in his cabin at the same time. There, the confrontation would take place, and hopefully, Brown would can Tess. That was the plan, and the hope, at least.

Alex nodded slightly. "Bright and early, Brown's cabin."

Peggy waved and exited, and Mitchie's shower went off. Alex had finished scrubbing down Sam as Mitchie returned, now in pajamas, with her hair wet.

"Were you talking to someone?" she asked, coming up behind Alex and wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's waist. Mitchie rested her chin on Alex's shoulder.

"Peggy," Alex said, ringing out the towel in the small tub Sam still sat in. "I washed his body. Did you want to wash his hair too?"

"I'll do it," Mitchie said, releasing Alex and moving to stand beside her. "You go ahead and take your shower."

Alex nodded and gathered her things. "Watch that one," she said, pointing to Sam. "He tried to make a break for it earlier. Caught him just before he reached the door."

"Samuel!" Mitchie said in a scolding tone, putting her hands on her hips and looking at her son.

He covered his eyes with his hands so he couldn't see her disapproving stare. He peeked at her between his fingers, but she was still looking at him, so he hid again.

The family of three returned to the cabin, all smelling fresh and feeling a lot better. Sam was on the verge of sleep again, his eyelids drooping closed as Mitchie balanced him on her hip. With kisses from both of his mothers, he was tucked into his crib with Bobby secured under his arm.

Mitchie sunk onto the bed and curled up, bringing her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around them. Alex sat beside her, reached out, and tucked Mitchie's hair behind her ear.

"Want to talk about tomorrow?" Alex asked softly.

Mitchie shook her head. "Can we… can you…" She sighed. "Just hold me, okay?"

Alex nodded, and Mitchie unfolded her limbs, moving closer and nestling into Alex's side. Alex wrapped her arms around Mitchie while Mitchie buried her face in Alex's chest. Alex slid her hand under Mitchie's gray t-shirt she wore to bed and rubbed small, soothing circles on Mitchie's back.

"What did I do to deserve you?" Mitchie asked. She closed her eyes and inhaled Alex's scent. "How did I get so lucky?"

Alex smiled to herself a little. "You must have done something very good in a past life."

Mitchie chuckled and lifted her head, meeting Alex's deep brown eyes. She gazed into them for a moment before trailing to Alex's lips. She leaned in and kissed her girlfriend. Alex sucked Mitchie's bottom lip and lightly dragged her nails against the skin of Mitchie's back.

"Thank you, Alex," Mitchie said when they pulled away.

"For what?" Alex questioned.

"For everything," she answered. "I know you say that I don't have to thank you for anything, ever, but I feel the need to say it sometimes. You've really enriched my life."

"And like you haven't enriched mine, Mitch?"

"God, would you just say 'you're welcome' instead of fighting me, just this once?" Mitchie asked with a slight laugh.

"Would that make you happy?"

"Ecstatic."

Alex shook her head a little. "Then you're welcome, I guess."

Mitchie gave her a quick peck on the lips. "There. Now was that so hard?"

"Yes," Alex joked. "I'm dying now, actually. That took everything I had in me."

"You can't die!" Mitchie exclaimed in mock horror. "I need someone to help me raise Sam and pay the other half of the rent!"

"Well, I suppose I could stick around," Alex said. "But it's gonna cost you."

"Whatever it takes," Mitchie said, nodding.

"It's gonna take a kiss, for starters."

Mitchie leaned in with a grin and kissed Alex firmly on the lips.

"What else?" she asked.

Alex quirked an eyebrow. "That's it for now. You've slowed the process. As for the full cure, I'll let you know."

"Would a good night's sleep wrapped in your lover's embrace help?" Mitchie asked.

"I think my doctor would recommend that, yes."

Mitchie smiled to Alex before detaching herself from her girlfriend and climbing under the covers. Mitchie patted the spot next to her in bed, and Alex settled in next to her. The other twin bed sat in the corner unused, being that Mitchie and Alex couldn't stand to sleep in separate beds, no matter how uncomfortable a one-person bed was for two people.

The pair giggled and groaned as they tried to adjust themselves in the small space, Alex receiving an elbow to the chest more than once. Finally, the situated themselves with Alex's arms around Mitchie, Mitchie cuddled into her girlfriend's side.

"Do you realize we haven't slept in separate beds in over a year?" Mitchie asked. "Because you just popped yourself into my room, and then a while after Sam was born, our parents just started letting you stay over. Now we have our own place."

"True," Alex said with a small smile. "At least those beds are made for two people."

"Couldn't you zap us in a bigger one?"

"What, you don't like being this close to me?" Alex asked in a joking tone.

"God, no, get off me," Mitchie said, lightly pushing on Alex's chest.

"Never." Alex pulled Mitchie closer and kissed her all over her face.

Mitchie laughed and stopped fighting. She snuggled closer to Alex. "Good. I like having you by my side, Russo."

"Wouldn't have it any other way, Torres," Alex said, running a hand through Mitchie's hair.

Mitchie smiled and closed her eyes, letting Alex's warmth wash over her. It wasn't long before she was asleep, Alex following closely after her.

The next morning found Mitchie and Alex up bright and early, dressing for the day in almost complete silence. What they were about to do weighed heavily on their minds. Alex was barely able to get Sam to eat his breakfast of dry cereal, Mitchie having to step in and give him one of her stern looks. When it was time to head to Brown's cabin to meet Connect 3, Mitchie and Alex looked at each other.

"Well, this is it," Mitchie said, her face showing her nerves.

"You know we have to do this, Mitchie," Alex said.

"I know," she agreed. "Doesn't mean I'm okay with it. Blackmail is just… well, it's wrong."

"So is exposing you and Sam to the world for her own amusement," Alex reminded her. She bent down and scooped up Sam off the floor. "We have to keep him safe, Mitch. That's our job."

"You're right." She nodded, sighing. "I just feel lousy."

"It'll be over before you know it, and then we can move on with our lives," Alex told her before lightly kissing her on the lips. "Shall we?"

Mitchie smirked. "Keep kissing me and we'll get through this no problem."

"That," Alex said with a smile, "I can do."

She leaned over and kissed Mitchie again, this time a little longer. Sam put his hands on their faces and pushed them away from each other.

"Kisses icky," he complained to them.

Mitchie and Alex shared a look before they each smothered the toddler with kisses, causing him to shriek and try to push them away again.

Shane, Jason, and Nate stood outside Brown's cabin, waiting for Alex and Mitchie to arrive with Sam. Nate was checking his watch every five seconds, Jason was humming to himself happily, and Shane kept shifting the camera from hand to hand. He left his laptop back at the cabin for safekeeping.

"Is that them?" Nate said, squinting in the distance.

"Well, they're two dark-haired girls, and one of them is carrying a baby, so yes, I think that's them, Nate," Shane answered.

"Don't be a dick," Nate scolded. "It's too early for that."

"I'm always a dick," Shane pointed out. "That's how I solved the problem, remember?"

"I thought you solved it with your dick," Jason said.

Shane nodded. "Yeah, that too."

The girls reached them, both looking a bit uneasy, but Mitchie looking it way more. Alex balanced Sam on her hip, expertly steading him with one arm. Her other hand was latched firmly to Mitchie's.

"Ready for this?" Mitchie asked, looking at the boys.

"Yeah," Shane said with a nod. "You?"

"Ready or not, it has to be done," Alex said. "Let's do this."

Well, short fluff chapter, but there ya go. Next chapter is when shit goes down.

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