A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this one! Hope you enjoy it Bailey!

You groaned as the sound of your alarm clock cut through your dreams, urging you awake. You furrowed your brow and forced open your sleep ridden eyes and turned to face the now awake figure next to you. Sam blinked a few times and frowned.

"You aren't going into work are you?" Sam asked sleepily. You shuffled under the comforter before finally propping you chin on your hand. You nodded into your hand and watched Sam pull the comforter up to his chin, making him look very much like a gigantic child.

"I have the day off from hunting..." Sam mumbled as he tried to rub the sleep from his eyes. Sam didn't get much free time so this was a very rare occasion. And as much as you wanted to take advantage of this, you had work.

"I know." Upon hearing your response, Sam's bottom lip jutted out and looked at you through his dark lashes.

"That means you have to stay home too!" Sam whined and looked and you longingly.

"I can't do that."

"Why not?"

"I can't just skip work Sammy!"

"Lie and tell them you're sick!" You sighed, this was getting them nowhere, and if you didn't get ready soon, you were going to be late. However Sam's pout added with his puppy eyes made you pause.

"Bailey? For me?" Sam's lip stuck out even further as he looked at you with sad eyes. A ruse, you knew, but it still made your heart clench. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath before shaking your head, making your way out of bed. Before you could place on foot on the floor, a hand grabbed you and pulled you back down. Sam pinned you down and smirked at you. He planted a soft kiss on your lips, and while you were distracted, lightly ran his hands down your sides. You suppressed a giggle and squirmed underneath him. Your sides were extremely ticklish, and when Sam ran his fingers down them, you realized his plan. Sam began mercilessly tickling you until tears pricked your eyes. Laughter bubbled in your stomach and into your throat until you were hoarse. When he finally stopped, you were both breathing heavily, despite the fact you were the one who had been tickled until you cried.

"You-*gasp*-bastard!" You gasped for breath and tried to push Sam off you. He refused to let you go and you were beginning to feel the effects. Sam was a big guy and your legs were paying the price. You reached up and grabbed the pillow under your head and flung it into Sam's surprised face.

"Get off me Sasquatch!" You took advantage of his surprise and was able to push him off of you. Sam ripped the pillow off his face and whacked you in the face with it.

Fifteen minutes later...

"Bailey!" Sam peeked out from his fort and looked over at your's. "That's not fair! You can't use the couch cushions!"

"I can use whatever I want!" You tied the blanket around your neck and grabbed a pillow, preparing to charge. You crashed through your wall of cushions and barreled into Sam's fort, hurling the pillow into his face. You both ended up into a jumbled mess, with you on top, raising the pillow up.

"Victory!" You shouted, not noticing that Sam was reaching for for his own pillow. He brought the pillow up and watching your reaction as he whacked you in the side, causing you to fall, quite dramatically, off of him.

"Nope. I win!" He smirked and dropped his pillow on your face.

"Cheats! Cheats I say!" You flung the pillow off and pointed accusingly at him. You dropped your hand once you saw he was holding your phone, with a smirk plastered on his face.

"Sam..." You warned as you slowly stood up, afraid he would take off with your phone. And took off he did. He sprinted out of the house and weaved through houses, losing you almost immediately with his long legs. You slunk back to the house, defeated. She began to clean up the pillows when you heard a voice outside.

"Oh yes, she's very sick. Couldn't even call you herself!" You raced over to the front door and flung it open, watching Sam finish his call as he held you back.

"Give it!" You hissed, careful not to alert your boss. He just shook his head and continued the call.

"Yes, she'll be better tomorrow. Okay. Bye." He tossed the phone back and looped his arms around your waist.

"Now I can have you all to myself..."

I'll admit writing the tickling scene was a bit hard... Thanks for your request Bailey! ~Cass

UPDATE: I changed it to second because I didn't like it in 3rd!