So, this chapter is a bunch of random scenes I wrote. I tried to find a place to put them, but couldn't really come up with anything, which is why you are getting this
They don't go in any particular order and don't have any real plot. I just think that they're cute. Hopefully you do, too!
Please review!
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He's not sure what it is that wakes him up in the middle of the night, but whatever it was, he tries to shrug it off and go back to sleep. Except, when he instinctively reaches out to pull Andy into his arms, he finds nothing but the cold sheets under his fingertips and is a bit confused. He opens his eyes and lifts his head to see if she's in the bathroom, but he quickly sees that she's not. He's just about to get out of bed to look for her when Mya's baby monitor cackles to life.
"Yeah, you just want to be held, don't you?" Andy coos. "It's okay, sweetheart, I'll hold you," she adds.
Sam can't help the sweeping grin that appears on his lips. He's not sure he'll ever get over the way that Andy loves his daughter. When she does stuff like this… it just hits him straight in the heart.
Moments later, he's pushing the blankets to the side, getting out of bed and heading towards Mya's room to see them. When he gets to the doorway, he spots Andy holding the baby against her chest and slowly rocking her while gently rubbing her back. And not for the first time, his breath gets caught in his throat at the sight.
Sometimes he just can't believe how much he loves her. He still has no idea what he ever did to deserve her, but every day he's beyond thankful that she's the one he gets to come home to.
"Hey," she greets him, when she notices him standing in the doorway.
"Hey," he replies as he walks up to his wife and daughter. "I didn't hear her crying," he comments as he places one hand on Andy's lower back and uses the other to caress Mya's head.
"She wasn't really… I was awake and I just heard her making a little bit of noise, so I came to check on her," she explains.
Sam smiles at her and places a kiss at the top of her head. This is only the third time that they've had Mya overnight and clearly Andy is still a bit anxious about it. The first night they had her, whenever Mya would make even the tiniest little noise, Andy was up and out of bed before he could even open his eyes. He found it incredibly crazy, but also completely endearing.
"Is she hungry?" He wonders as he glances at the clock. It's around the time that she should be getting a bottle.
"I don't know, I think she just wanted to be held," she explains. "But it is time for her bottle," Andy adds.
It's silly, but the fact that Andy knows that… it does things to him.
"I'll go make her one," Sam offers.
"We'll come with," Andy decides with a smile.
"Okay," Sam agrees with a smile of his own.
The three of them head downstairs into the kitchen and while Sam immediately walks over to the fridge, Andy leans against the kitchen island and watches him, while still holding Mya against her chest.
"I like when she stays with us," Andy declares as Sam mixes the baby formula.
"Yeah?" He asks, as he glances over at her while a smile plays on his lips.
"Yeah… you know, she can stay here more often if you want… maybe we could work out a schedule with Marlo," she offers.
"Yeah, that'd be nice," Sam agrees as he puts the top on the bottle and then places it in a bowl of warm water, so it's not so cold. As the bottle warms up, he makes his way over to Andy and wraps his arms around her, so Mya is sandwiched between them. "You are amazing, you know that?" He questions.
"I think I've heard that once or twice," she quips with a smile.
He smiles in response and runs his hand down her back. "I mean it… you're just really great with her," he compliments.
"It's not a big deal," Andy dismisses.
"Andy, yes it is," he assures her. "I know that none of this has exactly been easy on you and I just… it means a lot to me," he tells her.
"Yeah, it was a bit of a transition, but, I mean… she's easy to love," Andy replies as she smiles down at Mya.
"I love you," he declares.
"Love you, too."
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"You're pretty," Mya says, sweetly, as she sits on the bathroom vanity, watching Andy apply some mascara for her date night with Sam.
"Thanks, sweetheart," Andy says as she glances at the little girl with a big smile.
"I wanna be pretty," she declares.
Andy turns back towards her with an affectionate smile. "You're very pretty," Andy assures her.
"I wanna be pretty like you," she clarifies as she grabs a fistful of the makeup that's sitting beside her.
Andy chuckles as she puts the mascara down on the counter. "Okay, I think I've got the perfect thing for you," she tells her as she digs through her makeup bag.
"What is it?" Mya asks, eagerly, as she tries to peers into the bag.
"It's lip gloss," Andy explains as she pulls out the pink tube. It's a color she's had for years, but has never worn. It's just not her style, but it's perfect for little girls wanting to wear makeup.
"So pretty," Mya says as she drops the makeup in her hand and goes to reach for the tube of lip gloss Andy is holding.
"You want me to put it on you?" Andy asks.
"Yeah," Mya nods, excitedly, placing her hand back down on the counter.
"Okay," she says as she unscrews the cap. "Now, pretend like you're giving a kiss," Andy instructs as she demonstrates with her own lips.
Mya immediately purses her lips together in a kiss and watches as Andy paints them with the pink gloss.
"Okay, now press your lips together and move them like this," she tells her as she demonstrates, once again.
Mya focuses on doing exactly as she's told, carefully pressing her lips together and spreading the lip gloss.
"Okay, you wanna see how you look?" Andy asks.
"Yeah!" Mya replies, enthusiastically.
Andy opens her compact and shows Mya, who spends the next ten seconds admiring herself in the mirror. "Wow, I look beautiful!" She exclaims, completely butchering the word.
"Yes, you do… very beautiful," Andy agrees, just as Sam strolls in.
"Daddy! Look at me! I'm pretty just like Andy!" Mya tells him, excitedly.
"Wow, look at you," he says, with a smile. "You look beautiful, sweetheart," he agrees.
"I know," she quips as she continues to admire herself in the mirror.
Sam and Andy exchange amused smiles before glancing back at Mya, who is completely marveling her new look.
"Looks like you might be in trouble with this one, Swarek," Andy teases.
"Yeah, God help me."
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"Hey you," she says as she answers her cell phone on the second ring.
"Hey," Sam replies.
"What's up?" She asks as she holds the phone with her shoulder so she can fold laundry at the same time.
"Just wanted to hear your voice," he tells her.
"You okay?" She wonders, taking the phone back in her hand.
"Yeah, just… just a tough day," he explains.
"What's going on?" She questions.
"Been working this case since this morning… this missing girl… she's three years old and she disappeared from the park and… well, we just found her," he explains, solemnly.
"Oh Sam, I'm sorry," she tells him. "That's terrible."
"Yeah," he agrees. "But, listen, I better get back to work," he tells her. "I love you."
"Love you, too," she says before they both hang up.
She can't help but cringe as she considers what Sam must be going through right now. Cases involving children are always the hardest, but now that he's a father… well, she can't even imagine what he's feeling.
Even for her, these cases have become more difficult since Mya was born, so she's sure that this is affecting him more than usual.
Yeah, today will definitely be rough for him.
And while there isn't much she do to make it better, she can definitely think of one thing.
"Andy?" He calls out to her as he closes the front door behind him.
It's only six thirty, but it's been a long day.
Working that missing child case was really rough on him. All he could think about was Mya and how those parents must have been going out of their mind with worry, not knowing where their daughter was or if she was safe.
And then, they found her body and it all got infinitely worse.
Delivering that kind of news has always been the worst part of his job, but now… well, now it's even worse than before. All he could think about was being on the receiving end of that conversation. He can't even imagine the flurry of emotions he'd feel. Doesn't ever want to imagine it.
Even now, four hours removed from seeing that little girl's lifeless body… he's still having difficulty thinking about anything else.
All he really wants to do is lie on the couch with his wife and distract himself from all of this. And in the morning, he's going to call Marlo and see if he can stop by and see Mya for a few minutes before work. She's staying with them this weekend, but he really can't wait that long. Not with everything that happened today.
"Sam?" Andy calls out to him from the couch.
"Hey," he responds as he slips off his shoes and walks towards her.
She immediately jumps off the couch and meets him halfway. "How are you?" She asks as she wraps her arms around his neck.
"Been better," he admits. "Today was rough," he adds as he pulls her close and buries his face in her hair while inhaling her comforting scent.
"I know," she says as she rubs his back. "But I have a surprise for you," she tells him after almost a minute goes by.
"What is it?" He asks as he pulls back, giving her a questioning glance.
"Come on," she says with a smile as she grabs his hand and leads him towards the couch.
Then, she just watches as his face lights up the moment he realizes that Mya is smiling away in her baby swing.
"Hi, sweetheart," he says as he makes his way towards her.
Andy's heart just about melts when Mya lifts her hands in the air, trying to get to him, the second she spots him. Only six months old and she's already a complete Daddy's girl.
Sam quickly unbuckles her and scoops her up, holding her against his chest and kissing the top of her head.
"Good surprise, right?" Andy asks as she comes up next to them.
"The best," he agrees. "Thank you," he tells her before leaning in for a kiss.
"You're welcome… I figured you'd want to see her after the day you've had," she explains.
"Yeah, I was gonna call Marlo and see if I could stop by before work tomorrow, but this is much better," he tells her.
"I thought so," she agrees.
"I love you," he tells her with an affectionate smile.
"Love you, too."
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"Daddy?" Lucy says as she walks into the family room squeezing her pink bunny against her chest.
"Yes, sweetheart?" He asks as he turns down the volume on the television and helps her climb onto his lap.
"Are you and Mommy gonna get divorced?" She questions, looking at him with worried eyes.
"What?" He replies, surprised by her question. "Why would you ask something like that?" He wonders. He didn't even realize his six year old daughter knew what that word meant.
"Because… Riley's parents are getting divorced and… and now her Daddy is moving out! And I don't want you to leave!" She exclaims as she hugs him tight.
"Luce, I'm not going anywhere," he assures her as he runs his hand up and down her back in an effort to calm her. "Your mom and I are not getting divorced," he promises.
"Are you sure?" He asks as she pulls back to meet his eyes.
"I'm sure," he nods.
"But how do you know?" She probes.
"Because…" he begins as he pushes some hair behind her ear. "I know I could never find anyone else that I love more than her," he tells her with a smile. "And she knows that nobody else could possibly love her more than I do," he adds. "Okay?" He asks.
"Okay," she nods.
"Good," he says before kissing her on the head. "Now, it's almost bedtime. Why don't you go get your brother and start picking out some stories?" he suggests.
"Okay!" She agrees. "Can we read in your room?" She asks.
"Sure, Peanut," he smiles.
"Yay!" She says, excitedly, before worming her way off his lap. Sam watches with an amused smile as she happily skips off to her room.
He's just about to turn the volume up on the television and watch the last two minutes of the hockey game when Andy strolls in.
"Hey," she says with a grin as she straddles his lap and throws her arms around his neck.
"Hey," he smiles as his hands land on her waist.
"You know…" she begins. "There are other reasons we could never get divorced besides you being so ridiculously in love with me," she smirks.
"Oh, you heard that?" He assumes.
"Mhm," she nods. "I mean, I kindda thought you already knew this, but… I'd never be as happy with anyone else and I could never love them the way I love you… not even close," she promises.
A big smile overtakes his face as his hand runs up her back and he pulls her in for a kiss. He lets it last much longer than they normally do when the kids are awake, but he figures he's got at least a few minutes before they come looking for them.
Eventually, they pull away, both smiling at each other. "But I'm glad you know that you're stuck with me forever," she grins.
"Wouldn't want it any other way."
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It's about three hours into his shift and no matter how hard he tries, he just can't focus.
He's got this obscene headache and his mind is seriously somewhere else.
It's just been a rough morning.
The baby was up all night and neither of them got much sleep. He woke up with a throbbing headache and just feeling like shit and he's sure Andy probably felt the same.
Neither of them were in a good mood and yeah… they kind of took it out on each other.
They got into a big fight and were both too angry to talk it out like they normally do. So, he left for work still pissed off and now, he's feeling pretty guilty about it.
There really isn't much he hates more than fighting with her. Luckily, it doesn't happen too often, but when it does, he just despises it.
So, now he's at work and he's gotten almost nothing done the entire morning. He just keeps replaying their fight over and over again in his mind- cringing at the words exchanged and regretting the fact that he left without kissing her goodbye or telling her he loved her.
He tried calling her ten minutes ago, but either she's taking a nap or she's still angry and ignoring his phone calls. Either way, he just really wants to talk to her. He hates letting things like this linger between them.
So, that's when he decides that today, he's going home for lunch.
"Hey," he says when he walks through the front door to find her rinsing some baby bottles in the sink while Lucy is smiling away in her baby swing.
She's a bit startled at first, obviously not expecting him. "Hey?" She replies, with a questioning glance. "What are you doing here?" She wonders as she turns off the faucet and dries her hands off.
"Needed to see you," he shrugs as he comes closer. "I couldn't focus with all of this tension between us," he admits.
"So, you just left?" She asks.
"Yeah," he confirms.
She smiles and wraps her arms around his neck. "You know, it's really hard to stay mad at you when you do adorable shit like this," she tells him.
A smile briefly appears on his lips as he lets out an involuntary sigh of relief and wraps his arms around her waist. "I don't like when we're fighting," he tells her.
"Me either," she agrees.
"I'm sorry… I was being an ass," he apologizes.
"I'm sorry too… I knew you were just tired… I was being oversensitive," she responds.
"You were tired, too… it's not an excuse, I shouldn't have let myself get angry like that," he replies.
"Sam, it's okay," she promises.
"I love you," he tells her.
"Love you, too."
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As Andy strolls through the door, she can't help but smile as she lays her eyes on Sam, who's gently bouncing the baby against his chest while he tries to fix her a bottle using only one hand.
"You need some help?" She asks, somewhat amused, as she places her purse on the kitchen table.
She startles him at first, but as he turns towards her, he's got a smile on his face. "That might make things a little easier, yes," he replies.
A chuckle escapes her lips as she walks over to them and reaches over to pour the formula into Mya's bottle and screw on the top. "Here you go," she says as she hands the bottle to Sam, who then maneuvers Mya in his arms and starts to feed her.
"You know…" Andy begins as she eyes her husband holding his daughter. "Being a dad… it suits you," she tells him.
A smile quickly appears on his lips as he catches her eye. "Yeah?"
"Definitely," she confirms. "I keep thinking that you couldn't possibly get any sexier, but… turns out you can," she flirts.
"Hmm… that so?" He retorts as his smile turns into a full-fledged grin.
"Yeah, you're really sexy as a dad," she tells him.
"So covered in spit up does it for you, huh?" He teases.
"Apparently," she quips.
"I'll have to remember that."
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Well, I hope you enjoyed those.
I'd love to know which were your favorites! Please let me know with a review!
Also, I'll be updating Rewritten this week, so look out for that