Author's note: I'm very sorry it took me so long to update but university kept me veeeeeery busy! But here you go chapter 13 is up! And thanks for all your reviews I really appreciate your feedback.

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Chapter 13

When she awoke she felt a weight across her stomach, it was too light to be Charlotte. And since when did Charlotte snore? Suddenly the memories of the past evening came back to her, all the happenings and the one very special moment when Jack had told her that he loved her, she just hoped she hadn't dreamt that bit. She smiled, opening her eyes to look at Jack who lay on his stomach one arm securely across Sam's belly. And then she caught sight of Charlotte's sleeping position which made her smile and she suspected that it wasn't very comfortable since her little girl was laying on Jack's back pressing her little face into his neck while her arms held his sides. Sam rolled to her side and looked at them, sleeping peacefully. She would hold onto that moment forever, their first night as a family. She stayed like that for half an hour longer simply watching them sleep peacefully before she got up, took a shower and headed downstairs into the kitchen where she glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already past twelve so she decided to make some lunch for her as well as for her two favourite sleepy heads upstairs.

She took her cell phone and dialled the number Nancy had given to her the previous night. "Hey Nancy, this is Sam calling!"

"Hey honey, I expected you to call earlier due to that little rug rat of yours. She didn't wake you up?" Nancy smiled into the phone, imagining the bundle of energy bouncing off the walls from the early hours of the morning. "She and Jack are still asleep, it has been an eventful few days for all of us I guess." Sam replied

"It sure was." Nancy agreed, "How is your eye?"

"Still hurts but it's okay...I've been through worse than that." Sam added unintentionally.

"How's that honey?" Nancy asked, curiosity clear in her tone.

"Erm nothing. It's all right. I just called to let you know that we'll be around by five, I think."

"Great. Five it is then. Do you want to go out for dinner?" Nancy suggested

"Why not. Hopefully I'll have my sleepyheads dragged out of bed and fully dressed by then." Sam laughed affectionately.

After they'd said their goodbyes both women hung up, Sam, who had wandered into the backyard with the portable phone, went back inside. Sam put the phone onto the counter just as she noticed that one of the sandwiches she had made was gone. Silently, she went upstairs to find Charlotte; sitting in the middle of the bed with half the sandwich sticking to the comforter, chewing contentedly.

"Daddy shower." she answered Sam's unspoken question.

"And I think that's exactly where you should go when daddy is back."

"Me not shower mommy, me all clean." Charlotte insisted brushing away a few crumbs. She stuffed the rest of the sandwich into her mouth, steadily rose to her feet and motioned up and down herself, to show the fact that with the exception of a few sticky patches on her nightgown she did in fact appear clean. Charlotte obviously hadn't noticed the doggy smell from cuddling Donald.

Sam smiled. "You're all sticky, look at your nighty."

"No shower." the girl insisted with a grin and jumped off the bed.

"How about if we both take a bath in daddy's pond? Does that sound better?" Charlotte squealed with delight at the thought, but suddenly her happy expression faded. "Ewww...fish. Me not wanna bath with fish." she shook her little head to emphasize her point.

Sam couldn't help but laugh out loud. "No honey, there are definitely no fish in daddy's pond."

Sam certainly knew that. Jack didn't catch any fish in all those years of rejected invitations, although he likes to say so. Sam's thoughts drifted back to the weekend Charlotte had been conceived. All the days they had spent casting fishing rods into the pond, and yet they still hadn't caught the littlest of all fish. She smiled thoughtfully without noticing that Charlotte's smile changed into a grin. Jack had entered the bedroom putting a finger to his lips, telling Charlotte to remain silent. He embraced Sam from behind, kissed her neck and whispered: "There are lots of fish, Sam." He insisted. The moment his lips touched her neck she froze and just seconds later she turned around to look at him.

"I assure you there are definitely no fish." she challenged light heartedly and emphasized her point with a quick kiss to his lips. Jack drew her closer giving her another kiss. Not exactly forgetting about the little girl sitting on the bed watching them, but rather not caring that she saw there affection towards each other, unlike Pete who would snap and tell her to "go away". They immediately deepened the kiss to the extent that all coherent, and responsible thought was swept from their minds and all that was left was a foggy haze of lust, love and need. They were so encompassed in desperate passion that they were completely unable to stop and drag themselves away from each other. That is until Sam felt someone tugging at her shorts and realised Charlotte was no longer on the bed. Which was probably a good thing, as they would have squished the poor girl at the rate they were going, that is if they even made it to the bed.

"Mommy, me wanna kiss too." Charlotte demanded looking up at her parents. Jack scooped her up and planted a big, wet and sloppy kiss on her cheek, which in return made his daughter pull a face.

"Ewww...Mommy like that?" she asked not quiet believing her when she replied…

…"Yes, honey." Chuckling at her daughters priceless expression "Come on sweetheart enough playing, go get your towel and then we'll head outside to swim."

"Yay!" she cheered clapping her hands as she disappeared down stairs. Next to her, Jack let out a huge yawn, stretching in the process.

"Didn't you sleep well?" she smiled at him, recalling the memories of the previous night that had been imprinted on her mind. "Best sleep I have had in the last 3 years, give or take." he replied putting his hand to her cheek, his eyes full of concern. "Your eye okay?"

"Everything's just peachy." She replied happily leaning into his touch, enjoying the feeling of his warmth on her skin, and encompassing her with a feeling of security.Her hands wandered back to his neck while his head came down to hers. She placed a deep and lingering kiss to his lips, absorbing him as much as she could, until the need to breath became an issue and they eventually parted. Sam hugged him tight burying her face in his neck. "I love you, you know?" she whispered and he drew her even closer.

"I know Sam." He assured her placing a soft kiss on her forehead to seal the statement.