Drabble Word : Math
Set : A (hopeful) future fic.
Words : 200
Disclaimer : Words are mind, but the world isn't.
Coming home after a long shift, Sam wanted nothing more than to forget about the shift he had just faced and fall asleep with his wife in his arms.
Twisting the doorknob, he stepped inside the house and dumped his things in the entry way. Kicking off his boots, he made his way down the hallway to the kitchen and the soft voices rising from within.
It was sometime after eight, which meant they had already eaten dinner, but Sam knew Andy would have saved something for him. She always did.
Stopping in the doorway, Sam took a moment to imprint the scene in front of him to memory. He couldn't help but smile at the two dark heads bent over a sheet of paper and the way Ben beamed when his mother praised him.
"What are you guys doing?" Sam asked, making his way to his wife's side.
"Daddy, you're home!" the boy exclaimed, jumping from his stool for a hug. "Mommy's teaching me math," Ben told his father.
"Really? That doesn't sound like fun."
Andy stuck her tongue out at Sam over Ben's head, but her eyes sparkled in good humor.
The boy giggled.
"Welcome home," Andy murmured.