A/N: Something new is coming!!!
After the case was solved, Jack invited Erik over for pizza, without Samantha knowing about it. But she was not surprised when she opened the door to see him. She knew Jack and what he was capable of.
"Come in," she said moving aside as he closed the door behind him. "Caia, there's someone I want you to meet."
"Hi," Erik heard, before he saw how beautiful the child was.
Caia was hidden under the kitchen table, and Erik had to dunk to see her. And their eyes met in a smile.
"So you must be Caia, I'm you uncle Erik."
The sound of the doorbell again.
Samantha shouted from her bedroom, "Erik, can you get that please?"
Jack went into the bedroom with Samantha and (it was Friday night) the girls started asking questions to poor, surprised Erik Kellar.
The evening was good, the pizza was great and the situation was excellent. Samantha laughed just thinking about the expression in Erik's face when the girls started the interrogation. 'Who are you?...Why are you eating pizza with us?...You used to date Sam, right?...Do you like kids?...Are you married?...How old are you?...Do you have a girlfriend?' Among others. Erik knew how to talk to Samantha, but dealing with children was a completely different experience. Finally, they got tired and went to bed.
"Wow, some kids you have."
"Actually, they where nice. They liked you," Samantha teased him.
"It could have been worse(?)"
"Much. You should have seen Martin," she thought out loud.
"Yes, you should consider yourself lucky," Jack added.
"OK...why are you looking at me like that?" Samantha asked at Erik's eyes.
"Nothing Sammy. You still surprise me."
Samantha gave him a 'really?' look and the man continued.
"Well, I could have never imagined you living with a serious man and three children."
"And..."
"And even less after seeing you in bars."
"And here she is. I can't say she doesn't surprise me," Jack commented on Erik's observation.
"Erik, do you have plans for tomorrow morning?"
"Not really."
Jack wondered what she was up to.
"OK...then you can baby-sit for a couple of hours. I have class."
"Class?"
"Is that a yes?"
"You never leave me with much choice. Fine. What's with the classes?"
"It's no secret that we live together. Samantha is teaching."
"There you have it, you still surprise me. She still surprises me. 'Teacher Agent Samantha Spade Malone'."
"I got that already, from Martin."
"Well, I better leave if you want me to survive tomorrow. What time should I be here?"
* * *
After letting Erik in, Jack and Samantha get in the car and drive to the office. Jack was left thinking.
"I'd never thought about it," he stated.
"About what?"
"'Teacher Agent Samantha Spade Malone.'"
"What's with that?"
"Nothing, forget it." But he didn't 'Samantha Spade Malone, MALONE.'
So Samantha had class until lunch time. Her students behaved as if they knew something she didn't. And she gave up trying to figure out what it was.
* * *
"Why did you take me the other day?"
"What do you mean Ann?"
"Just that, why me?"
"You seemed appropriate."
"Is that why Agent Malone assigned me to you and Detective Kellar?"
"That you should ask him," she said, though she knew Jack's reasons.
* * *
"Agent Malone."
"Miss DeLuca, what brings you here?"
"I have a question."
"Go ahead, I'm listening."
* * *
"Danny!" Kate shouted as the door opened.
"Hi Kate, how's it going?"
"Erik is playing LIFE with us."
"Erik Kellar!(?)"
"Ag. Taylor, sent to check?" Erik asked.
"Not really," Sam needed something.
"Erik!!! It's your turn."
"Hannah, skip me, it doesn't matter. I'm losing anyway," he said smiling. "Taylor."
"Aha?" Danny asked looking into Samantha's drawers.
"Why did you do it?"
"What?"
"Say Caia was your child, to OPR."
"I had no reason not to."
"Ever told her how you felt?"
"She knows she's like a sister to me," Danny tried.
"But you haven't told her how much you really love her(?)"
"She's with Jack, I'm with Polly. Everything is like it's supposed to be."
"Except that she doesn't know the truth."
"Can you take her this, I'll stay with the girls until Jack comes back...e shouldn't be long," Danny said changing subject before Erik could advance into more dangerous waters.
"Telling him 'she should know' with a simple nod, Erik took the small bag and left.
* * *
He saw Samantha correcting some papers and approached the desk. Her students were sitting in groups of three and four answering some questions.
"What are you doing here? Who are the girls with?"
"Calm down Sammy, they're with Danny. He told me you needed this."
"Yeah, thanks."
"Well, you know how to maintain order."
"Yep," she answered, face red. After reading his eyes she asked "What's on your mind Erik?"
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to me."
"Talk to Danny. It may mess up things a bit but you gotta make him talk to you."
"What do you mean?" concern in her voice.
"Just talk to him."
"You care."
"He cares for you...a lot more than he says he does."
"He told me," she said with a smile.
"About what?"
"That I'm like his sister."
Erik thought about just leaving, but he had to say something first.
"That's what he wanted you to believe. Better this way than to try something and screw everything up."
Now Samantha was the one left thinking.
* * *
Samantha and Jack are lying in bed without saying a word. Jack thinking 'If I didn't feel her concern I would have already asked her...Samantha Spade, Malone?' But he could feel her concern, and still couldn't ask what was causing it. Samantha is thinking 'I should have made him talk today. I should have pushed. This can't be happening, not Danny.' And neither of them talked, for hours. They both lie still, her head on his shoulder, until they fall asleep.
Sunday morning, as if things weren't complicated enough May (the sitter) called to say her mother was very ill and she had to take care of her brother. She wouldn't be going back.
Jack stayed home with Caia while Samantha took both Hannah and Kate shopping. As night fell they were all together again in the living room. The girls called Maria to tell her they wanted to stay for the night, to tell her that they would come by early in the morning to change into their uniform and go to school.
So Kate and Caia were in their room and Hannah in hers. Samantha and Jack were 'watching' TV, neither really paying attention.
A nock on the door made Samantha snap back to reality. She stood up and peeked to see who it was. A girl, twenty years old at the most stood at the door. She had long wavy, dark hair. Her eyes were sad, pensive. She couldn't help but open the door.
"Yes?" She asked intrigued.
The girl took a deep breath and still hesitating said "I'm sorry...I'm looking for Jack Malone."
Jack, who could see what was going on from where he was sitting, jumped from the coach, kissed Samantha and closed the door behind them. 'I'll explain later,' he had said, leaving Samantha disconcerted.
Before either of them talked they went all the way up to the flat and listened to the sounds, well noises, of the city.
"Hi," she started, yet not being able to look at him.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't...
After the case was solved, Jack invited Erik over for pizza, without Samantha knowing about it. But she was not surprised when she opened the door to see him. She knew Jack and what he was capable of.
"Come in," she said moving aside as he closed the door behind him. "Caia, there's someone I want you to meet."
"Hi," Erik heard, before he saw how beautiful the child was.
Caia was hidden under the kitchen table, and Erik had to dunk to see her. And their eyes met in a smile.
"So you must be Caia, I'm you uncle Erik."
The sound of the doorbell again.
Samantha shouted from her bedroom, "Erik, can you get that please?"
Jack went into the bedroom with Samantha and (it was Friday night) the girls started asking questions to poor, surprised Erik Kellar.
The evening was good, the pizza was great and the situation was excellent. Samantha laughed just thinking about the expression in Erik's face when the girls started the interrogation. 'Who are you?...Why are you eating pizza with us?...You used to date Sam, right?...Do you like kids?...Are you married?...How old are you?...Do you have a girlfriend?' Among others. Erik knew how to talk to Samantha, but dealing with children was a completely different experience. Finally, they got tired and went to bed.
"Wow, some kids you have."
"Actually, they where nice. They liked you," Samantha teased him.
"It could have been worse(?)"
"Much. You should have seen Martin," she thought out loud.
"Yes, you should consider yourself lucky," Jack added.
"OK...why are you looking at me like that?" Samantha asked at Erik's eyes.
"Nothing Sammy. You still surprise me."
Samantha gave him a 'really?' look and the man continued.
"Well, I could have never imagined you living with a serious man and three children."
"And..."
"And even less after seeing you in bars."
"And here she is. I can't say she doesn't surprise me," Jack commented on Erik's observation.
"Erik, do you have plans for tomorrow morning?"
"Not really."
Jack wondered what she was up to.
"OK...then you can baby-sit for a couple of hours. I have class."
"Class?"
"Is that a yes?"
"You never leave me with much choice. Fine. What's with the classes?"
"It's no secret that we live together. Samantha is teaching."
"There you have it, you still surprise me. She still surprises me. 'Teacher Agent Samantha Spade Malone'."
"I got that already, from Martin."
"Well, I better leave if you want me to survive tomorrow. What time should I be here?"
* * *
After letting Erik in, Jack and Samantha get in the car and drive to the office. Jack was left thinking.
"I'd never thought about it," he stated.
"About what?"
"'Teacher Agent Samantha Spade Malone.'"
"What's with that?"
"Nothing, forget it." But he didn't 'Samantha Spade Malone, MALONE.'
So Samantha had class until lunch time. Her students behaved as if they knew something she didn't. And she gave up trying to figure out what it was.
* * *
"Why did you take me the other day?"
"What do you mean Ann?"
"Just that, why me?"
"You seemed appropriate."
"Is that why Agent Malone assigned me to you and Detective Kellar?"
"That you should ask him," she said, though she knew Jack's reasons.
* * *
"Agent Malone."
"Miss DeLuca, what brings you here?"
"I have a question."
"Go ahead, I'm listening."
* * *
"Danny!" Kate shouted as the door opened.
"Hi Kate, how's it going?"
"Erik is playing LIFE with us."
"Erik Kellar!(?)"
"Ag. Taylor, sent to check?" Erik asked.
"Not really," Sam needed something.
"Erik!!! It's your turn."
"Hannah, skip me, it doesn't matter. I'm losing anyway," he said smiling. "Taylor."
"Aha?" Danny asked looking into Samantha's drawers.
"Why did you do it?"
"What?"
"Say Caia was your child, to OPR."
"I had no reason not to."
"Ever told her how you felt?"
"She knows she's like a sister to me," Danny tried.
"But you haven't told her how much you really love her(?)"
"She's with Jack, I'm with Polly. Everything is like it's supposed to be."
"Except that she doesn't know the truth."
"Can you take her this, I'll stay with the girls until Jack comes back...e shouldn't be long," Danny said changing subject before Erik could advance into more dangerous waters.
"Telling him 'she should know' with a simple nod, Erik took the small bag and left.
* * *
He saw Samantha correcting some papers and approached the desk. Her students were sitting in groups of three and four answering some questions.
"What are you doing here? Who are the girls with?"
"Calm down Sammy, they're with Danny. He told me you needed this."
"Yeah, thanks."
"Well, you know how to maintain order."
"Yep," she answered, face red. After reading his eyes she asked "What's on your mind Erik?"
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to me."
"Talk to Danny. It may mess up things a bit but you gotta make him talk to you."
"What do you mean?" concern in her voice.
"Just talk to him."
"You care."
"He cares for you...a lot more than he says he does."
"He told me," she said with a smile.
"About what?"
"That I'm like his sister."
Erik thought about just leaving, but he had to say something first.
"That's what he wanted you to believe. Better this way than to try something and screw everything up."
Now Samantha was the one left thinking.
* * *
Samantha and Jack are lying in bed without saying a word. Jack thinking 'If I didn't feel her concern I would have already asked her...Samantha Spade, Malone?' But he could feel her concern, and still couldn't ask what was causing it. Samantha is thinking 'I should have made him talk today. I should have pushed. This can't be happening, not Danny.' And neither of them talked, for hours. They both lie still, her head on his shoulder, until they fall asleep.
Sunday morning, as if things weren't complicated enough May (the sitter) called to say her mother was very ill and she had to take care of her brother. She wouldn't be going back.
Jack stayed home with Caia while Samantha took both Hannah and Kate shopping. As night fell they were all together again in the living room. The girls called Maria to tell her they wanted to stay for the night, to tell her that they would come by early in the morning to change into their uniform and go to school.
So Kate and Caia were in their room and Hannah in hers. Samantha and Jack were 'watching' TV, neither really paying attention.
A nock on the door made Samantha snap back to reality. She stood up and peeked to see who it was. A girl, twenty years old at the most stood at the door. She had long wavy, dark hair. Her eyes were sad, pensive. She couldn't help but open the door.
"Yes?" She asked intrigued.
The girl took a deep breath and still hesitating said "I'm sorry...I'm looking for Jack Malone."
Jack, who could see what was going on from where he was sitting, jumped from the coach, kissed Samantha and closed the door behind them. 'I'll explain later,' he had said, leaving Samantha disconcerted.
Before either of them talked they went all the way up to the flat and listened to the sounds, well noises, of the city.
"Hi," she started, yet not being able to look at him.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't...
