Two agonizing weeks and they were finally leaving the hospital. Hayden was officially 5 and a half pounds and doing great. Mercedes sat in the nursery rocking Hayden as she fed him. "I tell you Sam he killed that carseat test!"

Sam was sitting on the floor trying to figure out the inner workings of the diaper genie. "He's a real baby genius. Oh... remember that movie? That was funny." He sighed as he looked up at her. "You realize we're on our own now, right?"

Mercedes nodded. "I remember you made us watch it because you needed to know the "Signs"." She laughed. Taking a breath she bit her bottom lip. "I know. Think we got this?"

Sam gave her a look. "I was joking when I said that. Mostly," he laughed. "I don't even have this." He held up two pieces of the diaper genie in defeat.

Mercedes smiled. "Sam, just take a breath. Come here and look at this boy. We are gonna be okay because we have each other."

Sam sighed and set the pieces down, crawling over to sit by Mercedes' legs, resting his chin on her knee. "He is pretty perfect, huh?"

"Yep and we did that. We created this life out of love."

With a big smile, Sam reached up and let Hayden hold onto his finger while he continued eating. "Speaking of iconic movies, Ferris Bueller was totally right, you know?"

Mercedes glanced at him. "Oh and what did he get right?"

"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile... you might miss it," Sam quoted.

"I don't want to miss another second with either of you." She said teary eyed.

Sam moved his hand from Hayden to take Mercedes', giving it a gentle squeeze. "You won't have to. We're a family and we're not going anywhere without all of us there."

Mercedes nodded. "If we didn't have four more weeks I'd show you how much I want you right now." She bent down and kissed him. "You are our everything."

Sam groaned slightly as his head tilted back. "Don't talk about it or I'm gonna need a cold shower," he teased. "I love you so much. Both of you."

Mercedes laughed as Hayden cooed. "That's baby for he loves us too."

"I knew it!" Sam giggled. "Oh, I could just eat you up. If only you weren't so stinky sometimes."

Mercedes sighed. "Okay. You can burp him while I try and fix the diaper genie." She said kissing Hayden before standing slowly out the chair.

Sam got up off the floor and took Hayden. "Yeah. Good luck with that. Hi, baby boy. You have a good meal? You've been such a good water for us."

Mercedes grabbed the instructions and started to put it together. "When do you start shooting again?"

"Day after tomorrow," Sam answered with a frown. He rested Hayden against his shoulder and patted his back gently. "I wish I could stick around longer, but I kinda used all the time they'd give me at the hospital."

"Baby don't worry, we will come to set for lunch so you can spend time with him...do whatever we have to." She clicked the genie and smiled. "And there we go."

"I know." He couldn't help but hate the idea of not spending every moment with his family though, watching his son grow. But such was the trouble with parenting. He stared at Mercedes in awe. "What? How did you... what? How?"

Mercedes laughed. "Just followed the instructions babe. Gotta say feels good being useful as more than a food delivery system." She laughed.

"You were already useful for more than that. A lot more," Sam insisted. His eyes widened when Hayden burped right next to his ear. "Where do you even keep that in that tiny body of yours, bud?"

Mercedes laughed. "I swear he burps his loudest for you." She sat up but stopped. "Man keep forgetting about that c section..."

"He wants to impress his old man. God, I'm an old man," Sam sighed before rushing to hold his hand out for Mercedes. "Yeah, you had surgery two weeks ago. Let's not overdo it, okay?"

Taking Sam's hand she slowly stood. "Yeah I know I have been good. I'm not gonna bust my stitches."

"Mmhmm. I just hope you'll keep being good even when I got back to set. I need to spend tomorrow making sure everything you'll need will be at a level that's easy to grab," he decided.

Mercedes nodded. She would let Sam have his way, he was worried. "Well we will be in here mostly."

Sam nodded along. "Maybe I'll cook up some stuff tomorrow too so you'll have good food to grab quickly," he mused. "Cause baby can't get nutrients unless Mama is."

Mercedes took Hayden from Sam and laid him in his crib before opening the connecting door and laid on the bed. "Whatever makes you happy."

Sam double checked the monitor before following her. "Cedes. If you wanna do it for me, that's fine. But we're really doing all this for him, you know? Dad says that's what parenthood is all about."

Mercedes sat back on the bed grabbing the heating pad to place on her stomach. "I just know you are nervous so I am stepping back and letting you do whatever you need, so you are comfortable going back to work."

Sam stood at the foot of the bed with his hands on his hips, staring at her. He nodded slowly. "Because it's not like my ideas are actually any good. You're just humoring me, right? You could totally do this all on your own."

Mercedes looked at him. "No!" She sighed. "I couldn't dream of doing this alone. I mean because I need to focus on healing."

Sam stared her down for a few moments. "You do," he agreed quietly. "And I just wanna help take care of you as much as I can. I... hate that I have to leave you, but I know that's taking care of you too in it's own way."

"Sam come here." She said holding put her arms knowing she couldnt get to him that fast.

Pouting, Sam crawled into the bed and laid beside her, careful to put any of his weight on her. Instead he just rested his head on her shoulder.

"I dont want you to leave any more than you want to go. I wish you could all just live in a bubble where no one bugs us and we can be together all the time. But A. I would get on your nerves and Aus would be lost without us. But the real world is calling and you gotta answer. So if cooking and doing what you want will make leaving us easier the do it."

He tilted his head back so he could look up at her. "You do get on my nerves," he teased. In truth, he was incredibly fortunate that they producers had been so willing to work with him. If they hadn't already shot as much as they had, he probably would've been recast by now. "And don't forget, if anyone comes to the door, you can check the camera to see who it is. And use the intercom to tell them to get lost."

"Hey!" She playfully shoved him. Mercedes snuggled closer to him. "I will for sure tell them to get lost."

Sam chuckled. "I just want you to be safe," he told her sincerely. "I was so scared I might lose you and I do... kinda wanna put you in a bubble now. Not gonna lie."

Mercedes kissed his forehead. "I'm sorry we scared you...I promise we will be better and careful."

"Thank you," Sam whispered, stretching his neck up so he could kiss her lips. "I know you've been struggling with insecurities lately, but I might have a few of my own now and then too, you know?"

Mercedes nodded. "It's good to know I'm not the only one struggling. But you got me and I got you. We can overcome it."

Sam's hand found Mercedes' and he laced their fingers together. "Thank goodness, 'cause I couldn't do this without you."

"Me neither and I'm glad we are not gonna have to do this alone. And if we completely suck, we have your parents."

"Right? Still wish I coulda convinced Mom to quit her job and stay longer," Sam laughed. He lifted his head when he heard fussing and pushed himself into a sitting position. "I'll get him. You heal."

"She was at least tempted." Mercedes was about to jump up when Sam stopped her. "Okay, I think he just needs to be changed."

"Hard not to be when you look at his little face," Sam chuckled as he got up from the bed. He went into the nursery and picked Hayden up, patting at his butt. "You don't smell too bad. You just too wet for your liking, your majesty?"

Mercedes took a breath as Sam left. She was happy for him getting back to work she really was but a part of her wished she had the chance to actually do something other than feel like she was letting him down. Her phone rang and she looked at it not recognizing the number. Letting it go to voicemail she sighed leaning back against the bed, but it rang again, and then a third time. Picking it up she sighed. "Hello?"

"Hey little one."

Mercedes froze. "JJ?"

Sam changed Hayden's diaper on his changing table, making goofy faces at him the whole time. "Who's my favorite boy? Hey, hey, Hayden!" he cooed. Hayden was still a little fussy, so he cradled him in his arms and bounced gently as he wandered back into his and Mercedes' bedroom.

Mercedes slowly sat up. "I haven't spoken to you in a while."

"Yeah well our parents thought you would rather hear from me then them."

Mercedes laughed. "Yeah considering they tried to ruin my wedding I can see that. What do you want?"

"Don't be like that, we used to be close you know that."

Mercedes sighed. "Used to be being the key word. What do you want?"

"They want to see your child...and you too."

"Hell no."

Sam's brow furrowed with worry as he walked over to the side of the bed and heard Mercedes. Stress was the absolute last thing she needed right now, especially when it concerned her family. "Baby?"

Mercedes looked at Sam as JJ continued to talk. "I think letting them see the baby will be a good way to mend fences."

"I don't want to mend fences, I don't want anything to do with them. Or you for that matter."

"Little one."

"Don't! Don't you dare call me that, you wrote my contract, you helped them screw me over, out of my life. I trusted you. I have nothing to say to you or them."

"Come on being a little house wife isn't you, you want fame, you want money and to tour, you are as independent as they come, if this hasn't gotten old yet it will."

Sam settled Hayden into one arm so he could reach out the other one and rub Mercedes' back. He'd intervene if she got to a point that seemed unhealthy for her, but he also knew she knew how to take care of herself and speak her mind.

Mercedes shook her head. "Maybe, maybe before Sam and our child, but now if that's all I get. To be this child's and other children's mother." she looked at Sam. "And get to wake up everyday as Sam Evans wife, that's enough for me. For the rest of my life that will be enough for me. They don't get to know our child. They don't get to pretend to be loving parents." She took a breath. "If they come near myself or my child I will expose them for the manipulative, lying, uncaring monsters they are. Tell them that. Oh and JJ don't ever call me again." She hung up her phone taking a few deep breaths.

Sam brushed his knuckles gently over her cheeks as she spoke and offered her a small smile. He rounded the bed once she hung up and sat down on his side, swinging his legs up so he could sit beside her with Hayden still in his arm. He held the other one out in an invitation for her to come closer.

Mercedes sighed moving closer to him. She wished she had his family. Wished that they cared more about her then cared about their image. She sniffled laying on Sam's shoulder and reaching over to hold Hayden's hand.

Sam turned and pressed a kiss to the side of Mercedes' head. "You know... I know you meant that. I know that being my wife and Hayden's mom makes you happy. But I also know how much you miss the music and being on stage. And I think maybe once I wrap on this movie, we should concentrate on finding a way to make that happen again."

"I did mean it. I love my life I love my boys. But right now I want to focus on Hayden, on us. Music will always be there but he won't be this young always."

Sam sighed, resting his head against hers. He understood what she was saying. He wished he could be with Hayden every moment too. But if his father taught him anything, it was that you needed to take care of your family in every way. "I just don't want you to feel like you don't have anything for yourself."

Mercedes nodded. "How about this. We take it day by day, see where the future takes us. I never want to give up music. But its not my main concern."

"Sounds fair," Sam agreed. "Just promise me you'll be honest with me about how you're feeling. If you're having a hard time with... anything, let me know. Let me help you."

Mercedes nodded, looking up to Sam. "I'm scared to be here with with Hayden alone, I don't want to screw this up..."

Sam understood. He was nervous enough about going back to work. He couldn't even imagine how he'd feel if the roles were reversed. "How about I send Austin over for an hour or two a day so you can nap and a shower in?"

She shook her head. "I don't want Aus to feel like we only call on him when we need things..."

Sam quirked his mouth to side as he considered other options. "We need more friends," he decided with a laugh.

Mercedes nodded. "With baby Aly on the way I don't want to call on Q, I know I can do it I just am scared."

"I know you can too, but I always wanna make a little easier if I can." He ran his free hand up and down her arm in comfort. "So I'll make some food tomorrow and I'll help with everything I can when I'm home so you can get some rest. Unfortunately, I'm lacking boobs though."

Mercedes nodded. "Well the good thing is that he is finally taking the bottle so if you want to feed him I can pump. I need to freeze some food anyways."

"True." Sam smiled down at Hayden, scrunching up his nose cutely. "Still kinda sad I don't have boobs though. Those things are awesome!"

Mercedes laughed. "Yeah I know how much you love them."

"And yours are the best. We both think so," Sam told her with a smile. "Who was that anyway?"

Mercedes laughed but then frowned at his question. "That was my brother Jordan...we call him JJ."

"I'm guessing he was trying to get you to see your parents? Quinn warned me they'd try any angle they could think of." Sam let out a sad sounding chuckle.

"Gunny thing is they didn't even want to see me, they just wanted to see the baby." she said sadly. "Never been enough for them it seems."

Sam frowned. He hated the idea of anyone hurting the woman he loved, much less her own family. "Well, you're more than enough for me. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

Mercedes smiled brightly at Sam and leaned in to kiss him. "You are the best thing to happen to me too." She kissed his cheek as his phone rang and reached for Hayden. "I got him."

Sam handed the baby over and grabbed his phone, walking out of the room to take the call and let Mercedes have a moment with the baby. He walked back in a moment later with a frown.

Mercedes looked up and frowned the moment Sam came back in. "I don't like that look."

Sam let out a sigh. "They want me to come back to set tomorrow instead of the day after," he told her. "But if you're not ready yet, I'll tell them they have to wait."

Mercedes took a breath and shook her head. "They have already done a lot by letting you take off. Go to work Sam."

Sam walked over and leaned down to kiss her. "Unfortunately, paternity leave is a gift and not a right in this great country of ours. And that means I only have tonight to get things ready around here."

"Sam we are gonna be fine. A bit sad cause Daddy is gone but ok."

"Daddy's gonna be a lot of sad," Sam admitted, brushing Mercedes' hair back from her face. "Why don't you both come rest on the couch so I can make some food and we can still be together."

Mercedes nodded. "It'll be okay, I know it!." She sat up. "Lead the way handsome." Following him she glanced at Hayden. "Tell daddy its gonna be okay."

Hayden cooed softly, his tiny hands curled into fists that he waved around. Sam laughed as they walked out to the living room. "Yeah, yeah. Your mommy's gonna teach you how to boss me around, isn't she?"

"Oh definitely and how to say "But mommy said I could." she teased.

"Oh, I am in trouble," Sam laughed, making sure Mercedes' settled comfortably on the couch with Hayden in her arms. He laid one of their throws over her lap and set a pillow there to help her support the baby. "I'm gonna see what I can whip up."

"Big trouble." Mercedes smiled up at Sam. "What would we do without you?"

"You'll never have to find out," Sam promised her. Whether he had to go to work or not, he knew without a doubt the highlight of every day would be coming home to his family. "Now, I know when I say this, you're going to stare me down with the dagger eyes and go, 'Hell, no!' but I'm gonna say it anyway," he decided as he walked into the kitchen and started opening cupboards. "What do you think about looking for a nanny? Just to help you with things around the house. You'd still be here, of course."

"Sam!" She said sitting up but regretting it. She sighed at the pain and looked at him. "I can take care of things..." she was beginning to feel like she was failing at this wife and mother thing.

Sam smiled and pointed a finger at her. "There's that look I knew was coming," he teased. "And you lay back before I tie you down. This is exactly what I'm talking about. You need to concentrate on healing and taking care of Hayden."

Mercedes sighed. "If we have a Nanny who will cook and clean and take care of Hayden, then what exactly do you need from me?"

"No, not... okay, maybe nanny's the wrong word. Let's go with a maid," Sam corrected, resting his hands on the kitchen island. "You would still take care of Hayden and be able to give him your full attention, along with having a little time to rest while he's asleep. And someone could come in and do some cooking and cleaning. Doesn't even have to be every day."

Mercedes chewed her bottom lip. "No sexy maids who I will have to kill because she is trying to get with my man."

Sam smiled at her. "Applicants over 50 only," he teased her. "Are you hungry for anything right now?"

"Hey there are some GILF's out there just so you know." She nodded. "Not like super hungry but hungry."

Sam held his hands up in her direction. "Please. Stop," he requested. "Besides, there's only one MILF for me. I could make soup? Maybe some chili? That's easy to make in big batches and freeze the leftovers."

"MMM you think I'm a MILF?" Mercedes sighed. "Sam you know there is this thing called take out. That we can get away with for right now..."

"You're the mother of my son and I always wanna fuck ya, so that's pretty much the definition, babe." Sam winked at her as he pulled a pot out. "And I told you, I want something quick and easy around you can have when I'm on set."

"But I am not really into soups or chilly right now." She said laughing at him... "Also you are a total DILF."

Sam sighed heavily. "Why do I feel like you're just trying to cut me off at the knee right now? And, yes, obviously."

"I am not, I just really don't want either of those...maybe like a grilled chicken salad or sandwich."

"Chicken! I can make chicken!" Sam exclaimed, turning to open the fridge and see what they had. "Just let me feel like a useful husband, okay?"

"Yay well then please cook away. You can make it a Chicken BLT!"

"A CBLT." He pulled the chicken and bacon out and replaced the pot with a pan before turning the burner on. "How's our boy doing over there?"

"Now that sounds good." Mercedes looked down to a sleeping Hayden and beamed. "He's good. Sleeping for now but will be hungry soon."

"You should pump before we go to bed so I can help feed him through the night," Sam reminded her.

Mercedes nodded. "I know, can you grab it for me."

"Mmhmm." Sam left the meat simmering and retrieved Mercedes' pump, bringing it over to the couch. He took Hayden from her carefully and laid him in the pack 'n play they had for the living room.

Mercedes held the pump and held her breast. "I swear milk is heavy as hell. I hate pumping but also like I love being able to provide for our son."

"I would think it would be a little relieving once your done," Sam mused, heading back to the kitchen to make sure nothing burned. "Like taking two milk cartons off your chest."

Mercedes laughed as she sat back letting the the pump work. "Yeah I mean it does relieve it but when its so full it's almost painful."

Sam frowned at her. "I'm sorry, babe. I don't know how you do it. Women are definitely the strongest species on earth."

"I mean it's nothing to be sorry for, its life and we just gotta deal with it."

"You're my wife," Sam reminded her, turning the chicken over. "And the love of my life. Any time you're in any kind of pain I'm sorry. And I wish I could take it for you."

Closing her eyes she nodded. "Same, I hate when you are hurt."

"Which is why you're so kind as to let me help you as much as I can to help both of us feel better," Sam commented, smiling at her as he toasted a roll for her sandwich.

"Who better to help me but you, the love of my life." She boasted honestly.

Sam smiled at her, glad she was humoring for the moment at least. "Remember, you can have groceries delivered if you need anything while I'm at work." He assembled both their sandwiches and brought them into the living room.

She nodded. "Got the app on my phone." She said removing the pump.

Sam set her plate down and kissed her forehead. "That's my girl. Also please try not to get too annoyed with me when I inevitably call to check on you between shoots," he chuckled.

"I won't, we will he happy to see you on video chat or hear you." She stopped him from moving and smiled. "But I do want some kisses with my dinner."

"So demanding," Sam teased as he took a seat beside her and leaned in to kiss her. He lingered for a few moments, just enjoying the intimacy with the woman he loved.

Mercedes smirked kissing him deeply, her arms wrapped around him, she truly missed him.

Sam hummed against Mercedes' lips, his eyes slipping closed. "Baaaabe."

"What's wrong?" She said going to his neck and sucking on it.

A slight moan escaped Sam's throats as his eyes rolled back. She knew exactly what she was doing. "What's wrong? Oh... nothing much. Just haven't been able to make love to you in almost a month... have another month to go. Might go a little insane. No biggie."

Mercedes looked over to Hayden and smiled at him sleeping soundly. Her hand moved down his chest. "I am sure we can find a way to make you feel better baby."

Sam bit at his lower lip as he looked into her eyes. He did miss her so much, the way she felt, the way she made him feel. "We can't... in front of the baby," he insisted with a soft laugh.

Mercedes smiled. "Well what do you suggest?"

Glancing around, Sam got up and carefully rolled the pack 'n play into the nursery. He made sure the monitor was on before hurrying back to the living room with a smile. "Where were we?"

Mercedes smiled when he came back. "Mmmm I think we were right here." She pulled him closer. "I got some other ideas of just how to destress you."

Sam raised a curious eyebrow, a familiar little smirk on his face as he leaned in to kiss her. "Just promise me you won't push yourself too hard, okay? I don't want you to hurt yourself."

Mercedes smiled. "I won't." Her lips moved to his neck. "I can't bend to use my mouth but I can for sure use my hand."

"Have I mentioned how much nicer your hands than mine?" Sam asked as he tipped his head back and let her kiss him.

"No I don't think you have." She said her hand sliding down his chest.

"Mmm, so much softer," Sam moaned as she touched him. He turned his head and captured her lips with his own again. "But so, so talented."

Mercedes let her hand slide down to his pants and unzipped it. "I love you."

"Oh, I love you too. So much," Sam whispered as he pressed kisses along her jaw. "So proud to be yours."

Her hands quickly worked to free him and she exhaled running her thumb over the tip of his cock.

Sam gasped at her touch. He was sure there was nothing in this world that felt as good as the woman he loved making him feel good. "You're so good to me."

"I would do anything to make you feel good." She said stroking gently. "But I can't wait until you can make love to me again."

"Mmm, me too. There's nothing like being inside you, baby," Sam told her, his head falling to her shoulder.

Mercedes began to move her hand faster, moving her lips back to his neck, biting gently.

Little moans escaped from him with each flick of her wrist. "God, I love you. More and more... everyday."

Mercedes pulled away looking at him. "I love you too. So much." She kissed him deeply sucking on his tongue as she moved slightly faster.

Sam's fingers slid into her hair and he held her close as he returned her kiss. "Close, baby," he whispered against her lips. "You're so good."

Ugh if she could get hers she would be so happy right now but she couldn't and her focus was Sam. Sam and all his sexiness. She sucked at his lip, biting it gently as she pushed him closer to the edge.

Sam pulled back just so he could look her in the eyes as felt the pleasure start to roll through his body. "Lo- love you," he gasped as he came over her hand, his mouth hanging open in awe at the way she made him feel.

Mercedes smiled staring at him. She stroked him through his orgasm. "Love you too."

Sam's head fell back on the couch as he tried to catch his breath, his fingers still rubbing gently at the back of Mercedes' neck. He turned his head so he could look at her with a dopey smile. "Really do wish I could make love to you right now."

Mercedes chewed her bottom lip. "I wish you could too but I could get pregnant again or infections and I can't... but I want too."

Sam nodded in understanding. "I know, baby. I don't wanna hurt you at all." He scooted his body closer to hers though and rested his head on her shoulder. "But I do wanna make you happy, so if there's anything else you'd like, it's yours, okay?"

Mercedes stared up to him. "I am happy you are happy baby. Right now I just wanna clean up, eat that delicious looking sandwich and watch a movie with my husband until it's time to feed the baby."

"I think I can manage all those things," Sam agreed. "I'm gonna... go get changed." He lifted his head and kissed her soundly. "I love you, Mrs. Evans."

Mercedes smiled brightly. "Sounds good." As Sam left she grabbed the wipes and cleaned her hands up.

Sam changed quickly into some sweats and tossed his clothes in the hamper. He stopped in the nursery to check on Hayden who was still snoozing away, being as adorable as ever. "Love you, little man," he whispered before going back to Mercedes and his food.

Mercedes snuggled up on the couch waiting for Sam. Hearing Sam's phone she moved to grab it not recognizing the number. Hitting ignore she sat back waiting for him to join her as the phone rang again.

Sam returned with a soft smile. "Who is it?" he asked, seeing his phone in Mercedes' hand as he sat beside her on the couch again.

Mercedes shrugged and handed it to him. "No idea but that doesn't matter, what movie do you wanna watch?"

Sam glanced at the phone and set it back on the table. "Hmm, something funny and ridiculous?"

"Hmmmm I wanna watch Jumanji!" She said flipping through the tv.

Sam laughed, always happy to see his wife excited about anything. "Sounds good to me, beautiful."

"You know I met the Rock before? That man is huge as heck."

Sam set his sandwich down when it was halfway to his mouth and stared at her. "First of all, a little sad you didn't mean the original one, but still okay with it. Second of all... why do you wanna hurt me like that?"

"First of all, I lost the original one so I need a new one and second we never dated just met." She laughed.

"You lost Robin Williams? How dare you," Sam laughed, shaking his head. "And, yeah, he's married. If not for that lady, I might not even be sitting here right now!"

Mercedes frowned. "I am shamefaced," She leaned in and kissed him. "Even Dwayne the Rock Johnson doesn't hold a candle to you."

"Pssh, please. He's The Rock. If I'd met him before you, you might not be sitting here right now," Sam teased, leaning in when she looked at him. "Kidding."

Mercedes scoffed. "Dude keep playing and I am gonna call him and tell him that you are crushing on him."

Sam just shrugged. "I have no shame," he told her. "But if you do... I'll tell him you lost Robin Williams."

"You wouldn't!" She said sitting up gently.

"Oh, wouldn't I?" He smiled as he leaned back into the couch and finally ate his sandwich. "You know, I'm a dad now. I hope you still love me when I inevitably develop a dad bod."

Mercedes smiled brightly. "Sam I would love you even if you gained two men and a baby in your midsection." She teased.

Sam raised an eyebrow. "The movie is three men and a baby. Or am I... already one of the men? Hmm." He chuckled, licking one of his fingers clean.

Mercedes shook her head. "I was making a joke...guess it went over your head." She said smiling.

"That happens a lot," Sam admitted, nodding slowly. "You didn't marry the smartest man alive, you know?"

"I married the most amazing man and father. Period."

Sam smiled sweetly at her. "So long as you believe in me, I'm pretty sure I could do everything. Except get jokes."

"I think that won't be a problem at all." She sighed leaning against him. "I know I've been.. well kinda crazy emotionally but thanks for not leaving me."

"You've been carrying our child," Sam reminded her, laying a hand on her leg. "And that is the best gift anyone has ever given me. I'm not going anywhere."

Mercedes kissed his cheek. "You are amazing. Now let's watch this movie while we can cause little lungs will be screaming soon."

"And it'll be worth every second of it," Sam said quietly as he turned the movie on and wrapped his arms around his wife.