Three

"What's going on with this?" Amanda walks up and caresses Sonny's jaw, feeling the stubble there. He's already dressed for work Monday morning, in the bathroom holding up 2 ties in the mirror to see which one looks better.

"You forget to shave?" She sits down on the sink in front of him and takes the aqua tie out of his hands. He lets her take over, watching her in the mirror. Then, sees she's still wearing just the tank top and shorts she slept in.

"I should call out." He grins and scoots her forward, settling between her thighs while she works on tying his tie.

"We could drop the girls off...come back here and…" he trails off, raising his eyebrows while Amanda laughs.

"I thought you had court today." Amanda leans closer as her hands work. She'd love for him to stay at home with her since she has the day off, but she knows he can't.

Sonny sighs, admiring her work.

"It's just some preliminary stuff and an arraignment...maybe Ms. Maxwell would agree to step in? I think she's secretly a romantic. I'll just tell her I can't keep my hands off of you."

Amanda starts laughing.

"Is that…romantic?"

His answer is to pull her flush to him and kiss her deeply.

"Mmmmmm. Scratchy." She touches his face again.

Sonny looks at his reflection in the mirror and runs his hand across his jaw.

"I was thinking I'd grow it out until Halloween...Shave it except for the mustache."

"Wow. Counselor Carisi with a beard...what do you think Maxwell's gonna say about that?" She grins, remembering the first time she saw him, he had that ridiculous porn stache.

"Guess I'll find out…and you? What do you think?" He waits, knowing he'll shave it off right now if she's not on board. And wear that uncomfortable fake mustache.

But her salacious grin, and the way she wraps her legs around him, tells him she's not against the idea.

"Ask me again when it's all grown in."

~oOo~

"Mr. Carisi, what's going on here?" Judge Catano motions to her face. "Did you forget to shave this morning?" She jokes with him when he's in front of her for arraignment court.

"No, your honor." He smirks back. The courtroom is pretty empty as they wait for the accused to be brought in. The bailiffs snicker. None of them have ever seen him with a single hair out of place, and suddenly he's got a five-o-clock shadow at nine am.

"So?" she asks him. Waiting for an answer.

"Actually." He tries not to smile, but the amount of pride and pleasure over what he's about to say takes over and he can't control it.

"It's for my...daughter...there's this Halloween thing at her school...it's for a costume", he starts waving his hand around, "anyway, it'll only be for a few weeks"

Catano leans back, satisfied with that answer. Before she can ask what the costume will be, the court bailiffs bring in the accused, and they get down to business.

~oOo~

Mid-October

Sonny is lying on Jesse's bed with her, Billie's already asleep and Jesse is hanging on by a thread. The timbre of his voice gets deeper, and he speaks slower with each sentence of the bedtime story he's reading them.

"Daddy?" Jesse sleepily looks up at him, then touches his beard.

He's grateful for the contact, because both the girls were not too happy when it went beyond those first few days. Suddenly, almost overnight one night it started to look like a real beard. He'd come home from work to Billie crying and refusing to go anywhere near him because he didn't look like her daddy. Jesse had just been taken aback but got over it quickly.

Sonny was so traumatized by her tears that he was about to go upstairs and shave it all off, but then, Amanda came to the rescue. She'd held Billie on her lap and sat next to him. She talked softly and showed her how he was still the same. She leaned in, letting Billie watch her caress his face, and give him a kiss. Then Jesse got up on his lap and giggled when she held her hands on the sides of his face. Finally, Billie was brave enough and touched the beard too. That was all it took. She was right back to being a daddy's girl, and for the rest of the night was super clingy with him.

'Yea, Baby." He closes the book.

"I think I like it now. Do you have to shave it?"

"Well, Gomez Addams doesn't have a beard, so yea."

"Okay." Her eyes flutter closed, and he bends down to kiss her goodnight before turning off the bedside lamp and quietly leaving their room.

Downstairs, Amanda has finally received the dress she ordered and ducks into the bathroom to try it on.

Sonny walks down the stairs and sees the open box. His costume was pretty much done; his mother was working on some last-minute touches for the girls.

"Hey, is that Morticia's dress? You got it finally?" he calls out, starting to get the coffee ready for the morning.

"Okay...I'm gonna need your mother to work her magic on this one," she calls from behind him.

He glances over his shoulder, then does a double take, dropping the spoon he was using to scoop coffee.

"Yea." Amanda looks down and tries to close the deep V that is showing more cleavage than she's ever dared. "I didn't realize it would be this...low cut."

She's standing before him, in a floor length black dress that hugs every curve, and while it does resemble the dress Morticia wears in the TV show, the neckline resembles more Elvira 'Mistress of the Dark' than Morticia. He doesn't say a word, just lets his eyes move over her whole body.

"Oh, then there's this too." She picks up the black wig and puts that on too.

Sonny takes a step back and leans against the counter for support.

"Say something...is it that bad?"

He chuffs out a laugh. "Uh…it's not bad."

"Ah." She grins, then seductively puts one hand on her hip, the other reaches out to pull him towards her.

"I have no idea how I'm gonna be able to keep my hands off you in that." He groans, letting his hands roam over the soft silky fabric.

"Well, no one says you have to, Mon Amour." She purrs as he pulls her into his arms.

"You know it drives me wild when you speak French!" He puts on the Gomez voice he's been perfecting over the past few weeks and kisses her dramatically on the neck, causing her to giggle loudly.

Then, he sweeps her up into his arms, and starts carrying her. Stopping to cut out the kitchen lights before he carries her up the stairs. They both quiet down until he can get their bedroom door closed behind them and he lets her down.

"I'm serious, Amanda. In this dress...at the kids' school…" He steps back again, admiring her, but shaking his head.

She presses herself against him, and his hands are on her again.

"Darling", she starts, just like Morticia always calls Gomez. "We are just gonna have to get up very early that day...so we can get it all out of our systems."

He places kisses down her neck into the deep cleavage this dress gives her.

"I'll never get you out of my system, Amanda Rollins." He reaches down to the slit in the side of the dress, so he can slide the dress up as his hand moves up the inside of her thigh.

"Manda…" he growls out her name when he realizes she has on nothing underneath. He lifts her up, and she wraps her legs around him. He takes her, up against the door, making sure she reaches her peak before he lets go as well.

"God, I love you," she speaks softly, as she kisses into the rough beard on his cheek.

"I love you too." He kisses her back, slowly letting her down.

She turns, holding her hair up so he can unzip the zipper on the back of the dress. It had been a pain for her to reach that herself earlier. He does, kissing her neck, and then her shoulders when he helps her out of the dress.

She goes to hang it up while he turns on the shower.

Lovingly, he washes her, spending extra time massaging the shampoo then conditioner into her hair, knowing how much she enjoys that.

Murmuring how beautiful she is, how much he loves her the whole time. Then it's her turn to do the same for him. Once again, an innocent shower turns into another opportunity for him to make her come undone.

In bed, she's laying next to him, her leg thrown over his possessively, her hand on his chest.

"You know, sometimes I think we were made just for each other." She traces her fingers through the sparse hair that's just begun to turn silver.

"Hmmm?" He's almost asleep but he draws her in closer with the arm he has around her.

"How do you mean; you mean what we just did in here...and in there?" She can hear his smile, even with his scratchy sleep voice.

"Yea, that's part of it. God knows no one's ever been able to...I mean…every single time Sonny...yea that's definitely part of it, but we both waited so long...especially you. Sonny, you wanted all this. Way before I ever did. You could have had this with anyone else. Probably multiple anyone elses. But you didn't. You waited...for me. For us."

He kisses the top of her head.

"You waited too, Rollins. You could've found... some kind of happiness with Dr. Al." The way he said his name, with such disdain.

"Or you could be raising these girls totally on your own. You are a strong, amazing woman who doesn't need anyone else…but you...you let me in. Let me be a part of you…let me be a dad...Amanda, you've given me everything."

Both their breathing slowed and sleep was just a few moments away.

"And no one's ever come close to holding a candle to you with what we just did in here...and there."

She hears the signature Carisi smirk in his voice and falls asleep with a smile on her face.