Sam opened the door to his apartment and tossed his keys onto the small table in the hallway. He noticed the briefcase and pocketbook laying near the couch, then heard the water running in the bathroom. Sam grinned slightly and went into the kitchen. There was a pink post-it sitting on the table and Sam grabbed it after he put a few bags down.

In the shower, be out in a minute.

The water ceased and Sam waited a minute until he heard the door open.

"I got food." he called.

"I'll be right out." Ainsley called back. Indeed, she was right out. She entered the kitchen in one of Sam's shirts, towel drying her hair. "Hey."

"Hi." Sam leaned over and kissed her quickly. "I didn't know you were coming over."

"Yeah. I got off work early so I figured I'd come over. I just had some paper work to do. What food did you get?"

"Fridays."

"Yummy." Ainsley dug into the bag and began pulling out food.

----------------------TWW------------------

Later that night, Sam sat on the couch with Ainsley curled up in his side as they watched TV.

"There is nothing on." he complained. Ainsley grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels.

"Let's watch Titanic."

"That is a horrible movie."

"It's so good!"

"It is stupid and pointless."

"It is not."

"It is too!" Sam exclaimed as Ainsley turned HBO on. "Aw come on Ainse!"

"I like it." she said.

"Well I don't."

"Well too bad."

"This is my apartment."

"Let's just watch it. It will make me very happy."

Sam sighed and finally gave in.

"It's halfway through!" he said. "There's no point in watching it."

"But this is the good part." Ainsley said. "The suspense is going to begin."

"No it's not. There is no good part in this movie, well except for when the boat sinks and even that sucks because Leonardo DiCaprio and the redhead are pledging their love to each other and freeze in the water."

"It's a ship."

"Same thing." Sam muttered. "Whoa."

"I thought there was no good part in this movie Sam." Ainsley teased.

"Well besides when she strips for him." he grinned.

"Would you do that?"

"Strip for you?"

"Draw me."

"Draw... you... like... that?" Sam weakly lifted a hand to point at the TV.

"Sure." Ainsley could tell Sam was getting flustered and was beginning to get amused.

"Um... it'd come out really bad and knowing our luck, it'd end up in the newspaper or something."

"Mmm... you're probably right. Sweetheart, I was just joking."

"Ah. Good." Sam dropped a kiss onto the top of Ainsley's hair, breathing in the scent of her shampoo. "I wouldn't be able to draw you anyway. For one, I can't draw and two, I wouldn't be able to contain myself, staring at you for that long of a time."

"What? Draped over your couch in nothing but a diamond necklace?" Ainsley asked softly.

"Shut up. Just please shut up."

Ainsley laughed quietly and turned her attention back to the movie.

"You know, if I was Rose, I'd stay with Cal. He's cuter than Jack and has more money."

"So you're a materialistic girl." Sam said. "He's a bastard though."

"I'm not materialistic. You make me very happy. I'm just saying if I had a choice between Cal and Jack, I'd go with Cal."

"Hold on. You're not materialistic and I make you very happy. Are you saying I don't give you nice things?"

"You work for the government Sam and you said it yourself. A kid with a decent paper route gets paid more than you."

"So I'm poor."

"No... you're not Cal."

"Oh I feel my ego growing from this conversation." Sam said sarcastically.

"You're a normal guy." Ainsley said, sitting up. "A normal guy who I am very much in love with. A normal guy who is very sexy."

She pressed her lips against Sam's jaw and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You're kind, funny, a great debater, romantic..."

"Isn't Jack all those things?"

"In all honesty I'd rather freeze in the Atlantic then spend the rest of my life with either one of them." Ainsley said. "I'd want to spend it with you."

Sam's mind wandered to the small box hidden at the bottom of his sock drawer. He had bought the ring about a week ago for Christmas but chickened out before he could actually propose. Besides when they had talked last month after the Mallory episode, they decided they didn't know each other long enough. How long was long enough? Sam was sure he wanted to marry Ainsley, that she was the one he would spend the rest of his life with but he did not want to scare her off by proposing too soon.

"My parents' anniversary is coming up in two weeks." Ainsley said, jolting Sam out of his thoughts.

"Huh?"

"I said my parents' anniversary is coming up in two weeks. My sister is having a party for them." Ainsley repeated. "I want you to come with me. So you can meet them."

Suddenly all thoughts of analyzing Titanic and worrying about proposing went out the window. Meeting the Hayes was not something Sam had planned on. At least not this early in their relationship.