Wow the response to the last chapter was enormous. I counted the votes and this is what it is up until now:

Twins – 23

Boy – 13

Girl – 14
While I appreciate the idea, I was really asking for a gender. Twins are not in the plan, but thanks anyway.

They won't find out the sex until the next chapter, so if you would still like to know what you think, go for it!

I don't own anything, if I did Andy wouldn't be hooking up with Nick and Marlo wouldn't be in the picture at all.

XX

''I love fries,'' Andy said as she took another bite of her food. ''Really love it. Why don't we go out to dinner here more often?''

Sam chuckled and shook his head. ''We are at a McDonalds McNally.'' Sam swallowed one of his fries and looked around the place filled with screaming kids. ''This is not going out to dinner. This is me giving in to your cravings.''

''It's fun here,'' Andy argued. ''You can just order, you don't have to wait for hours and the food is good.''

''The food is unhealthy.'' Sam checked his phone and saw that he had one text message from Oliver. It was nothing important, so he quickly put his phone away again. ''And there are a lot of screaming kids in this place.''

Andy smiled brightly and shrugged. ''This is your training,'' she said. ''If you can handle McDonalds on a Saturday than you can handle sleepless nights when our baby is demanding a diaper change, a late night feeding or just to be held.''

A smile instantly formed on Sam's lips. He was nervous as hell, but determined to be the best dad ever. When he thought about their baby he couldn't help but smile, it would be perfect. ''That's different. That will be our baby. When other people's kids do it it's annoying.''

''Miracle of life,'' Andy sighed. She slowly rubbed her stomach and looked at her husband. ''You gonna buy me some ice cream on the way home?''

''You are getting more demanding by the day.'' Sam threw his napkin on his tray and stood up. He held one hand out to Andy and used the other to lift the tray from the table. ''Come on wife. Let's see if we can get you home satisfied.''

Andy smiled and waggled her eyebrows. ''What are you suggesting to keep me satisfied?''

Sam pretended like he didn't know what she was getting at. ''You want ice cream, I'm going to give you ice cream.'' Sam would pretty much give Andy anything she wanted these days. She didn't have very high demands, but sometimes she would crave for specific food. Today she stormed into Sam's office after her shift, asking him how long it would take him to finish, followed by a demand to take her to McDonalds.

''My hero,'' Andy sighed out. ''What would I do without you?''

''You'd be nowhere.'' Sam quickly got rid of the trash and threw a protective arm around Andy's waist. ''What kind of ice cream do you want?''

''Cookie dough,'' Andy quickly responded. ''Or brownie.'' After a second she shook her head again. ''Maybe strawberry.''

Sam laughed as they made their way back to his truck. ''Okay, so basically a little bit of everything.''

''Will you still love me if I'm fat?''

Sam nodded. ''Sure.'' Andy really didn't have anything to worry about. Her cravings weren't out of control and she didn't gain any weight yet. Her stomach was definitely growing, but it was all baby.

''Then yes, a little bit of both.''

XX

''How's it going brother?'' Oliver asked when he walked into the Swarek household. Andy decided that she needed to talk baby with Traci, so Sam invited the guys over for a poker night. ''Feeling like you're going to faint every time you see your wife and look down at her stomach?''

''Something like that,'' Sam agreed. ''Still can't really wrap my head around it.'' He shook his head and looked at his friend. ''How did you do this three times?'' he questioned. ''If I think about everything that I can do wrong..''

''Stuff will go wrong,'' Oliver said immediately. ''One day you'll lose him or her in the supermarket and you'll feel like the lousiest parent in the world. One day you'll piss him or her off by saying something stupid and then they will tell you you are the lousiest parent in the world.''

''Thanks for the encouragement,'' Sam growled.

''That doesn't mean anything compared to those moments where you wake up on a Sunday with the two most important people in the world next to you. Or those moments where they are scared and all that can help them is their dad.''

Sam smiled and nodded. ''That's basically what Andy keeps telling me.''

''She's a smart girl.'' Oliver gave Sam a friendly slap on the back and walked towards the living room. ''It's a process Sammy. You'll both screw up, but you'll learn and grow.''

''There's just so much stuff I don't know. What do I do when Andy goes into labor? How do I know if the baby is crying because it needs a diaper change or because it's hungry? There are so many ways to go wrong.''

''Sam, Sam, slow down brother,'' Oliver warned. ''Everything will work out. When Andy goes into labor there's not much more you can do than drive her to the hospital and hold her hand. And when your baby arrives I promise you that you'll learn soon enough.''

''Just not sure if I'm father material,'' Sam said more to himself than to Oliver.

Oliver eyed his friend and shook his head. ''You are, believe me.''

''How do you know?'' Sam asked. ''What kind of experience do I have with kids anyway? I have babysat for Sarah a couple of times, but never when Abigail and Joshua were baby's. I know close to nothing.''

''I've seen you with kids. You're great with them. My kids loved you when they were young and so will yours.'' Oliver paused for a moment. ''It's really not that weird that you're insecure, I was too with Izzy. The first one is the hardest.''

''Great,'' Sam muttered under his breath. ''It's not that I'm not excited,'' he said after a moment. ''I am. It's just difficult to be happy when there are so many things that can go wrong.''

''Does Andy know any of this?'' Oliver doubted that Sam shared his insecurities with his wife. Despite the fact that Sam had come a long way when it came down to sharing his feelings, he would never be an open book. ''I mean, did you tell her about how you feel?''

Sam thought about it and shrugged. ''Some,'' he said. ''I don't know. We talked, but I don't want to burden her. She's probably worried too.''

''More reason to talk about it,'' Oliver reasoned. ''You'll both be great. Andy is always caring for everything with a heartbeat and you always care about everything Andy cares about. Besides, you've waited for this for a long time. It will work out just fine, I know it.''

''Thanks Oliver,'' Sam said. ''This probably is the most terrifying thing I ever did.'' Sam had spent years of his life undercover, but somehow this was more frightening.

Oliver nodded in agreement and smiled. ''Tell me about it. I think I spent Izzy's first week just checking if she was still breathing every two minutes. But it gets better.''

Sam raised his eyebrows and looked at Oliver. ''It gets better? Its better now that she's dating?'' Sam still remembered the first date Izzy ever went on. Oliver was a blubbering mess all night. Wondering if his little girl was getting a right treatment. At that time Sam thought it was funny, right now he could really sympathise with Oliver though.

''Ass,'' Oliver told Sam. ''You're an ass. I hope you get a girl. We'll see who'll laugh then.''

XX

By the time that Andy made it home everything was quiet already. She had a great time at Traci's and stayed way longer than she indented too. Traci loved the company too. It was a nice change considering the fact that she was still on maternity leave and didn't see too many grownups.

Andy smiled when she walked into their bedroom. Sam was snoring lightly, but still had his reading glasses on and had one of her baby books in his hand. She slowly walked towards him and sat down next to him on the bed. Softly she pressed her lips to his. ''Sam?'' she asked. ''Wake up.''

Sam stirred and slowly opened his eyes. ''What's wrong?'' he immediately asked. ''Are you okay?''

''I'm fine.'' Andy smiled because of Sam's concern. ''I can see that you find my book really interesting,'' she said with a raised eyebrow.

''Sorry,'' Sam said. ''I was really tired. I promise I'll read it some other night.''

''Don't.'' Andy shrugged and put the book away. ''I don't care if you don't know all of the details about pregnancy and giving birth. As long as you're there to hold my hand whenever the big moment arrives.''

''Wouldn't have it any other way,'' Sam said as he pulled Andy down on top of him. ''I have to admit that that book was a little too detailed for me.''

Andy laughed and kissed Sam's cheek. ''Even I thought it was too detailed. I think that giving birth is something that just needs too happen. You never know how it's going to go and when it's going to happen, so I might as well stay relaxed about it.'' Andy silently enjoyed the feeling of Sam's hands caressing her stomach for a moment. After a minute she snuggled closer to him. ''You had a fun night?'' she asked. ''I'm surprised the guys already went home. Still pretty early, you're getting old mister.''

''We are,'' Sam said without arguing. ''And some people have to work in the morning.'' Sam kissed Andy's forehead and nudged her nose with his. ''How was your night?'' he asked.

''Good!'' Andy smiled when she thought about her night. She had really enjoyed hanging out with her best friend. ''Trace and I looked at stuff for the nursery. Of course you totally get veto right, but we did print some pictures and stuff.''

''What kind of pictures?'' Sam asked.

''Well,'' Andy started. ''I was thinking of painting the nursery with soft colours. And then on one wall I would really like to paint animals. Traci and I found a few pictures that are so cute. It would look really nice.''

Sam kept his hands on Andy's stomach while she was telling him about her plans. ''We'll look at it tomorrow,'' he promised. ''But specific paintings are hard, not a lot of people can do those.''

''Gail can. It's sort of her hidden talent she doesn't want anybody to know about, but she's talented.''

Peck didn't seem like the painting type to Sam, but he figured he didn't really know the woman that well. ''Okay,'' he softly said. ''I'm sure I'll like it.''

''If everything looks good on the sonogram next week, then we can start.''

''It will,'' Sam tried to reassure Andy. ''It's our kid. He or she will be perfect.''

''This sonogram is basically the most important one.'' Andy avoided Sam's gaze and rolled to her back. ''They can catch a lot of things with this sonogram.''

Sam rolled to his side and forced Andy to look at him. ''It's going to be okay,'' he said once again. ''You feel good, you're doing everything you should do and the last sonogram was perfect.''

''The last sonogram was when the baby was basically a peanut. It's a small person right now.'' Andy absently traced patterns on her stomach and sighed. ''I'm nervous.''

''I know,'' Sam simply said. ''Me too, but we have to keep a little faith that everything will work out.''

''I have faith that it will work out.'' Andy tried. ''I wish we could just move that sonogram to right now. It will help a lot to know if everything is okay..'' Andy rolled over to her side to face Sam. ''I'm going to get ready for bed.'' She got up and walked towards the bathroom.

''Andy,'' Sam said she was just about to disappear into the bathroom. ''You will be the best mom.''

Andy smiled and gave Sam a small nod. ''We're lucky to have you.''

XX

The next morning Andy woke up when her phone started to ring. Confused she felt around the nightstand and grabbed her cell. She answered the call and yawned as she said ''Hello?''

''Sweetheart,'' Tommy's voice filled Andy's ears. ''I'm sorry, but I can't make lunch today.''

Andy sat up and checked the clock. It was still very early. ''Are you okay?'' she asked concerned.

''I'm fine, fine. I just forgot that I have a meeting with this kid I'm sponsoring.''

Tommy was really sober now. He hadn't had a drink in many years. Because he was doing so well he was trying to help others now and Andy was proud of him for it. ''That's fine dad,'' she promised. ''We'll see each other some other time this week. You're taking Boo tomorrow, right?''

''Of course,'' Tommy promised. The two made small talk for a moment until Tommy told Andy that he had to go.

As soon as she finished the phone call Andy crawled out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. She got rid of her pyjamas and stepped into the shower behind Sam. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed a kiss to his back. ''Morning.''

Sam turned around with a smile and leaned down to kiss Andy. ''To what do I owe this?'' he wondered. ''I figured you would still be asleep.''

''Dad called,'' Andy explained. ''He had to cancel for lunch.''

''Everything okay?'' Sam wondered.

''Fine, he just had a different appointment.'' Andy watched Sam as he opened her bottle of shower gel and poured some in his hand. He softly rubbed his hands over her shoulders, spreading the soap. He moved his hands down and started to rub Andy's stomach.

''Still feels surreal, huh?'' Sam asked with a smile. ''Does it feel weird?''

''My stomach?'' Andy asked as she turned around so her back was against Sam's front. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder and hummed in agreement while still caressing her stomach. ''No,'' Andy answered. ''Feels wonderful.'' She closed her eyes to enjoy her husband's hands on her stomach. ''This feels nice too.''

''Let me wash your hair,'' Sam softly said as he grabbed another bottle. He slowly massaged the shampoo into Andy's hair and when everything was washed away he repeated the gesture with conditioner.

Andy moaned softly as Sam's hands continued to massage her scalp. His lips were next to her ear, so she could hear his breathing very clearly. She moved her head to the side a little. Sam got the hint and started kissing his way up her neck.

''As much as I hate to end this, I have to work,'' Sam reluctantly said.

Andy smiled, turned around and quickly kissed Sam. ''I know.'' They got out of the shower and quickly got ready.

Before leaving Sam gave Andy another chase kiss. ''Love you,'' he murmured against her mouth.

XX

Because Tommy cancelled their lunch, Andy didn't have much to do that day. She kept herself busy by cleaning the house and by starting to clean out the future nursery. They had used that room for storage mostly, but somehow it ended up in one big mess. Neither of them ever spend much time in that room, but now Andy figured it was time to clean the mess.

She started by sorting out boxes. She worked her way through the room and by the time it was noon she heard the doorbell ring. With a sigh she stood up. She wasn't expecting anybody, so she figured she was probably walking downstairs for nothing.

When she opened she was met with a familiar, yet unfamiliar face. ''Hello,'' Andy said. ''How can I help you?''

''I was wondering if Samuel was at home?'' the middle aged man asked her. He was looking at her with his brown eyes and his gaze made Andy feel slightly uncomfortable.

''He's not,'' Andy said. ''He's working. If you don't mind, I've got plans so I've got to go.''

The man completely ignored Andy and nodded at her stomach. ''Congratulations, how far along are you?''

Andy's hand immediately found her stomach. This man was really getting on her nerves. ''Excuse me, but who are you?'' she asked.

''I'm so sorry,'' the man apologised. He held out his hand and smiled. ''I'm William Swarek. I'm Sam's father and I'm assuming I'm your father in law.''

Andy didn't know what to say and took a step back. William dropped his hand when he figured Andy wasn't going to shake it. ''Sam isn't here right now,'' she quickly said. ''I think it's best if you leave us alone. Goodbye sir.'' Andy tried to close the door, but William forced it open again.

''I just want to know how my son is doing,'' William begged.

''Sir,'' Andy said firmly. ''If you don't leave now I will call the cops. Please stay away from us.''

William took a step back and shook his head. ''I didn't mean to scare you. I just want to know how my family is doing, please?''

''It's not my place to tell,'' Andy answered. ''I'm sorry,'' she added before she closed the door.

Andy spent the rest of the day frantically cleaning the house. Afraid that William would turn up on her doorstep once again. She knew she had to tell Sam about it, but she hated the fact that she had to bring his father up.

When Sam walked into the house that night, he found Andy in the kitchen cutting up vegetables. ''Hey,'' Sam smiled when he saw his wife. ''House looks clean and smells like you've had a busy day.''

''Yeah,'' Andy absently said. ''Dinner won't be ready for a while.''

''That's fine,'' Sam said as he looked at his wife. ''Are you okay?'' he wondered.

''Yeah, sure,'' Andy said too quickly. She quickly finished with the vegetables and rinsed her hands clean.

''You're lying,'' Sam stated. ''What's going on? Are you not feeling okay?''

''I need to tell you something.'' Andy took a deep breath and faced her husband. ''And you won't like it, but I know that I have to tell you.''

Sam immediately thought of all the things that Andy could tell him that needed this kind of introduction. His heart beat sped up a little and he gave Andy a small nod, willing her to continue.

''I was cleaning the house when the doorbell rang,'' Andy started. ''There was this guy at the door. I guess a guy in his fifties? I sort of got a weird vibe from him and he was asking about you..''

''Who was he?'' Sam immediately asked. ''Did he do something?''

''Sam!'' Andy stopped him. ''He said he's your father.. William Swarek?''

''What?'' Sam practically yelled. ''What the hell was he doing here?''

Andy shrugged and looked helpless. ''I don't know. He said that he wanted to know how his family is doing. I send him away. At first he refused to leave, but when I told him that I'd call the cops he left pretty quickly.''

Sam snorted and looked up to the ceiling. ''Yeah, he's not a big fan of cops. Cops aren't a big fan of him either actually.'' Sam shook his head and gritted his teeth. All the anger that he had been bottling up for many years was threatening to come out. ''Did he lay a hand on you?''

''No,'' Andy softly said. ''I just got a weird vibe from him, that's all.''

''If you ever see him again, you call me and I'll deal with him.'' Sam looked like he wanted to punch something, but stayed perfectly still.

''Sam..'' Andy tried. ''Are you okay?''

''I'm going out for a walk. I'll take Boo with me.'' Sam grabbed the dog's leash and grabbed the keys of his truck from the counter he left them on just a few minutes before.

''Sam,'' Andy said again. ''Please don't just run out on me right now.''

''Just going for a walk.''

''Dinner will be ready within a half hour.'' Andy looked at the stove and the dinner she knew would go to waste.

Sam shrugged and yelled out to Boo. ''I'll heat it up later.''

Without looking back he walked out of the door with Boo. Leaving Andy in their kitchen, wondering if there was anything she could have done differently. Wondering if there was any way to protect her husband from all the pain he was feeling right now.

XX

A/N: So a visitor that disturbs Andy and Sam's perfect little bubble.

Next up: The sonogram that will tell us if they are having a boy or a girl.

Let me know what you want!