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Uncle Sammy

Prompt: Sam meeting Noelle and Frank's baby for the first time.

Featuring: Sam and Olivia (the baby)

(Takes place roughly about a few weeks after Jerry's funeral.)

Noelle burst through the doors of the station on a mission, with baby Olivia in tow. There were few people in the squad room so she immediately saw Sam, who was sitting at his desk finishing paperwork after a long day, and made a beeline for him. When he looked up and saw her, he smiled. "Noelle, what are you - "

"Can you watch her for minute?" She asked, putting the baby carrier on his desk before waiting for a response. "Thanks, Sam. I have to have a wordwith Frank." She knew that Sam had never officially met her daughter, but he was one of her closest friends so she trusted him with her.

"Uh, Noelle...uh, wait..." His words were pointless as Noelle stormed up the steps to Frank's office. Before the door to the office could close, he heard Noelle screaming something about a mother-in-law and unexpected visit. He laughed and looked over at the baby girl sitting on his desk. "Mommy's not too happy with daddy right now, is she?" Olivia giggled and cooed like she could understand Sam.

He rubbed his finger against the back of her hand before she quickly wrapped her fingers around it. Sam had seen Olivia from a distance at The Penny after Jerry's funeral and the first time Noelle brought her to the station. But he'd been in such a sour mood then, he wouldn't allow himself to ooh and ahh over a baby. But, damn, she was adorable. "Hi Olivia. I'm your Uncle Sammy," he said, watching her tug his finger around in her tiny hand.

With his free hand, he gently caressed the top of her head, the fuzz of her hair tickling his fingers. She smiled and her tiny brown eyes seemed to be trying to take in everything she could see.

Soon Olivia started getting antsy, shifting around the baby carrier. She let go of Sam's finger and rubbed her eyes. Her cooing started to sound more like a storm was brewing and Sam looked up to Frank's office and saw Noelle pacing the room. That conversation wasn't going to be over anytime soon. He'd spent enough time with Oliver's kids to recognize the look on Olivia's face. Screams that could wake the dead were nearly at her lips.

He quickly stood up and unbuckled her from the carrier and slid his arms underneath her. Gently, with one hand firmly along her back and the other cradled behind her neck, he picked her up and rested her on his chest, thankful he'd removed his vest earlier. "Shhh, shhh, mommy will be back soon," he whispered.

Seeming to understand, Olivia got comfortable, pushing her little face into Sam's neck. She was back to making cooing noises and Sam could feel her breath on his skin. He rubbed a soothing hand up and down her back as her fingers found the collar of his shirt and pulled at it as only a baby can do.

His eyes stared at the little person now attached to him. "You know, you have a great mom and dad, but..." He looked around, wondering if anyone was going to catch him pretty much talking to himself. Finding the coast clear, he continued. "You were born into a huge family. You've got a lot of aunts and uncles around here ready to keep you safe." It was true. They took care of their own like this big extended family. He'd do anything for his 'brothers' and 'sisters,' as well as their families – and this little bundle of joy was the family's latest addition.

It was the shuffling behind him that caused him to stop talking and turn around. "Now if this wasn't a picture to savor," Noelle said, grinning as she took out her phone. Sam rolled his eyes, but there wasn't much he could do with his hands full. "At least don't look like you're being tortured, Sam," she said as she aimed her phone to take a photo. He glared at her for a moment before letting his lips curve into a small smile.

"How's my little girl?" Noelle asked once she put her phone away.

"A little angel," he said, his hand rubbing circles on Olivia's back now.

"Thanks Sam. Sorry to drop her on you like that. It's just – "

Sam held up a hand to stop Noelle. He didn't need any explanations. "It's okay Noelle. She's adorable and I never had a proper chance to say hello before."

"Well, I should get her home. It's almost bedtime for her," she said, reaching out to take her daughter from Sam's hands.

Sam watched Noelle pack Olivia back into her carrier and walk out of the station, and as he got back to work, he missed the warm little body that had been cuddling on his chest just mere minutes earlier. He wondered if his own little angel would ever be in the cards for him.

A/N: The next couple prompt stories might come slow because a great Christmas story popped into my head that I'm working on right now. But I'm still working on the prompts and I WILL get to every single one given to me. :)