A/N: Sorry about earlier if you got an e-mail about this chapter. I tried to copy and paste it from AO3 on my iPad and I thought it worked, but it ended up being a bunch of HTML. Here is the real thing!

They were finally going out, alone just the two of them. They hadn't been on a date since she'd had the baby almost four months ago. Everywhere they'd gone their daughter came too. Not that either was complaining, they loved their little girl so much and always wanted to be with her. But it was time for them to get away and have normal conversations that didn't involve the infant.

Of course she had eagerly agreed to it happy to get out of the house, but when the big night arrived she suddenly felt anxious about leaving her baby.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" She asked her husband as the two got ready that night.

"Yes I am sure."

"But she's still so young!"

"Sarah she's almost four months old."

"Exactly!"

"Sarah plenty of people leave their baby at this age. She won't even notice were gone."

"What if she does?"

"Again, she's three months old. The only thing she notices is when her stomach is empty and her diaper is wet."

"What if she gets hungry when we're gone?"

"Then my mom will feed her. We have enough milk in the fridge in case that happens."

"Are you sure your mom is up for this? It's been awhile since she's taken care of a baby."

"She took care of Clara when Ellie and Devon lived here and goes out to Chicago all the time. I don't think she is rusty."

She nodded her head and continued getting ready for their date. She still didn't look convinced though, and the more he watched her the more he realized how nervous she looked.

"Hey what's wrong? I thought you were excited about this?" He asked quickly pulling her body into his.

"I am it's just..." She mumbled into his chest.

"It's just what?"

"All these worst case scenarios keep running through my head. And I know most of them won't happen, I can't help but worry. For so many years I had to think of all the ways a mission could go wrong and what I had to do to make sure it didn't happen. It's kind of a hard habit to break."

"Oh Sarah." He sighed and pulled her in even closer. "I know it's not always easy to think positively, but I promise Elle is going to be fine. We'll only be gone for a couple hours and aren't going too far away. Plus my mom is one of the best CIA agents, our baby could not be safer."

"I know all of this is irrational."

"No it's not! You're a worried first time mom, it happens to the best of them. I'm sure by the next kid you'll be itching to go out on a date a week after they're born."

"You know that's not happening tonight right?" She laughed.

"Trust me, I am no where near ready for us to have a second kind. I'm still trying to figure out the first one."

He held her a little bit longer, making sure she was less stressed before letting go.

"Now why don't I go make sure we have everything for my mom while you and Elle finish getting ready."

He gave her a kiss on the head and left the bedroom.

She let out a long sigh and looked over at her baby who was happily lying in her bassinet. She quickly scooped her up and sat down in front of her mirror.

"You know one day this is going to be us getting ready together." She explained to her baby.

There were so many things she was excited to share when her daughter got older, but at the same time wasn't ready for her baby to grow. She'd quickly discovered most of parenthood was contradicting feelings, like wanting her baby to grow up but at the same time stay little or even wanting to go on a proper date with her husband but not wanting to be away from her child.

She heard the door bell ring followed by her husbands footsteps and the creaking of the front door being opened.

"Hi Mom." He said, and she knew it was her cue to go.

She gave herself one final look over in the mirror before heading out into the main room.

"Hi Mary." She said putting on her best smile.

"Hi Sarah." She smiled back. "And hello Elle."

Sarah knew it was time to let go, but she couldn't do it just yet.

"I just fed her so she should be fine, but just in case there are extra bottles in the fridge. She'll probably fall asleep soon, but everything you need is in her room. Diapers, clothes, toys. Chuck and I will have our cells on if..."

"Sarah, she's going to be fine." Her mother in-law-quickly interrupted her. She grabbed onto the younger woman's elbows and continued. "I know what I am doing. Nothing is going to happen to your baby I promise."

She let out a long sigh, "I know."

"Now quickly give me your daughter and head out. It's like ripping a band-aid off. Once your outside you'll fell so much better."

She nodded her head and gave her baby a final squeeze and kiss before passing her over to the grandmother. She quickly grabbed her purse and headed out the front door without looking back.

She waited outside enjoying the crisp winter air and taking see breaths to stop herself from going back in. She heard the front door open again, but didn't turn around. She waited until her husband took her hand in his and gave it a squeeze.

"She okay?" She whispered.

"She looked very content in her grandmother's arms. Are you okay?"

"I will be."

"We need this Sarah."

"I know we do, and it's just for a couple hours right?"

"Right! And we'll get back and go cuddle our daughter, though not too much cause we don't want to wake her."

She nodded her head in agreement on that.

"Now let's go before we miss our reservation."

She let him lead her towards the car and away from their baby. She continued to focus on the walk and all the good that would come from this night. Tonight was about her and her husband's relationship and focusing and all the good that had come from the year. It was crazy to think that it had been a year since they had gotten that close again, a year since they created their daughter. And just maybe if her husband was lucky she would stick the baby in the nursery and they could reenact that night.