Sam, Jack and Kerry had been living in the same apartment building, on the same floor for a week now, and it was beginning to become hell for Jack.
It was now eight pm on Friday night; Jack was on the large couch cuddled with Sam, she had her head on his shoulder and hand on his thigh. They were in the middle of a sappy romance, which she had chosen. Just then the phone rang, Jack picked it up muttering a hello.
"Jack… will you go get me some peanut butter?" Was the first thing Kerry said on the line.
"What do you need peanut butter for at this time?" Jack asked as he shifted in his seat.
"Please. Oh and will you get me some sardines and a pint of vanilla ice cream?" Kerry was not going to give in easily, Jack could tell, so he gave up and went. Forty-five minutes later he arrived back, dropping Kerry's goodies in to her and once at his own apartment came face to face with a very pissed off looking Sam.
"What's up Sam?" Jack asked stroking her hair.
"You didn't get me anything," Sam said standing up from the couch and moving to the kitchen area.
"Oh come on! It's nearly nine at night!" Jack began to protest but she gave him the 'mess with me and die' look. "Ok so what so you want?" he asked, getting out a pen and paper, he was exhausted and he knew he wasn't going to remember it all.
"Ok I would like anchovies, hot fudge, and whipped cream, please." Sam sprang to life and kissed him passionately before strolling out of the room.
"I should do this more often" he muttered before he left.
An hour and five stores later Jack was back.
"What took you so long?" Sam called from on the couch.
"They were out of whipped cream" Jack managed before he yawned.
Just as Jack settled back down in his comfortable chair the phone ring again.
"Hello" he said grumpily as he put the receiver to his ear.
"Can you go back out and get me some sour cream and two raw onions please?" It was Kerry again and he could hear her chomping.
"Kerry it's ten at right! Can't you wait till morning?" Jack begged.
"Please…please…please…please…plea…" Kerry didn't get to finish her last please because Jack hung up and she heard another apartment door open and close.
It was twelve when he walked back in with a very grumpy look on his face flopping down in the chair. Once he had enough strength he opened his eyes and found Sam staring at him.
"What? What is it now?" he asked.
"I want some pepperoni to go with my ice cream" Sam said sternly.
They were going to be the death of him he thought, he didn't even bother putting his shoes back on, he went out in slippers, returning at two thirty five with a look that could kill.
"Here's ya dammed pepperoni." Jack said through gritted teeth.
"Thanks" Sam said reaching up to kiss him.
"I hope nether of you ladies need anything more cause I'm not getting it" Jack said.
"Nah I'm good. But ya better tell Kerry that before she asked for more!" Sam mutters her eyes never leaving the T.V. screen.
Things went on like this for the next three days, before finally Jack said no, if they wanted it, they had to go get it and things between Sam and Kerry weren't peachy.
"Hey Kerry, have you seen Jack? He was meant to come home for lunch but never showed." Sam asked after Kerry picked up her phone.
"Nope, he's not here, sorry" Kerry answered taking her eyes off the book for only a second.
"Do you know where he is? Because I can't get him on his cell" Sam exclaimed.
"Look I said I haven't seen him, I'll tell him if I I see him that you're looking for him." Kerry snapped back sarcastically. Sam chose to ignore her and hung up. Later on that day Kerry had lost her baby name book and stopped by Jack's apartment to try finding it because he was the last person she had seen with it and found Sam sitting out on the balcony reading it.
"Hey I have been looking for that," Kerry said snatching it from her.
"I'm sorry I just picked it up to flip through it. How did you get in here? I didn't hear you knock." Sam said stroking her newly rounded belly.
"Well maybe you should ask in future, it's not easy for me to walk around all the time you know, looking for things. And you didn't hear me knock because I didn't, door was unlocked" Kerry snapped at her.
"Well, sorry, it's not my fault you're pregnant!" Sam snapped back.
"No you're right, it's Jack's" Kerry was starting to shout now.
"Don't you dare put all the blame on him for this! It took two to get to this state." Sam stood following her inside, shouting back at her.
"That's right, Jack and I were together, and that just tears you up. You just can't stand it that Jack just didn't sit around and pine for you while you were shacked up with your cop." Kerry spat.
"God, you can be such a bitch!" Sam screamed, her hand flew to her mouth, "I'm sorry I really didn't mean that" Sam began to feel guilty, she should have been going easy on her she was very heavily pregnant and having mood swings.
"Don't apologise, after all I feel the same way about you!" Kerry walked off to her apartment, slamming Jack and Sam's front door like a teenager.
Sam sat on the couch for a minute before bursting into tears; things were going to hell. That was the way Jack found her when he arrived home, he knelt down in front of her wiping her tears, he knew it wasn't good for his knees but screw them he thought.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Jack asked concerned.
"Ker…Kerry and I got into a fight!" Sam stuttered. Jack pulled back a little and looked at her.
"Yeah? Was there Jell-o involved? And if so, why didn't you call me? I would have paid good money to see that." Sam burst into startled laughter. She wrapped her arms around him again and held on.
"Don't worry things will get better soon I promise." he muttered into her hair.
TBC.