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Couple: Andy McNally (Swarek) and Sam Swarek.
TV Show: Rookie Blue.
Disclaimer: All characters you recognize do not belong to me.
AU.
Established Andy/Sam.

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Prompt: Vegetables.

The young girl in the high-chair in front of him was giggling.

Giggling.

She had mashed potato wiped across her cheek and tomato sauce on her hands. Peas had been weaved into her brunette hair every time her hands flew to it, and Sam Swarek was at a loss.

"Come on sweetie, you gotta eat them, they're not for playing with."

Her hand formed a fist and she brought it up to his hair, opening it to drop peas into his hair.

"Peas go in your mouth sweetheart, not in Daddy's hair," he told her, a smile on his face as he spooned up mash potato and attempted to have her eat off the spoon.

When she dodged it and it collided with her cheek again, the detective groaned and lifted his wrist to check the time. Hearing a key slide into the lock and a laugh come from someone who was not Andy, Sam knew that he didn't have any time to clean this up before his wife walked through that door with Traci Nash.

"Sam?" Andy called out, the sound of her keys hitting the coffee table followed by the rustling of clothes as the pair shrugged off jackets.
"Can you eat just a little bit for me sweetheart?" he begged his daughter, hope of getting her to swallow the spoonful of mash potato dwindling as his wife's footsteps got closer.

The footsteps stopped at the entrance to the kitchen just as the young girl in front of him scooped up a fistful of mashed potato and brought it to her mouth.

"Your daughter is being difficult," Sam said simply, turning to face his wife and her best friend, trying his best to ignore Traci's inability to stop the laugh from escaping.
"My daughter?"
"Only because she's being stubborn."

Andy shook her head, a smile on her lips as she moved into the kitchen and collected the plate off of the high-chair table. When she took the spoon from him and started mixing what was left together into the center of the plate, he could only frown.

"Mix it together and then feed her Sam, you know she's as fussy as you are when it comes to food."
"You're adorable McNally, adorable."
The woman bumped him with her hip before placing the plate back down on the high chair, "Try it now Superman."

He could only roll his eyes but did it anyway, his breath coming out in a huff when his daughter accepted the spoonful of food happily.

"Picky. They're your genes McNally."
"Stubborn. Definitely yours."

Sam ignored Traci Nash as she moved through the kitchen to join Andy by the sink, his fellow detective doing nothing to hide her amusement. However, when the woman came to pick something out of his hair, his attention was drawn away from his daughter and to her.

"Yes Nash?"
"It's cute, Swarek," she commented simply, showing him the pea she'd pulled from his hair, "But I don't think it's the go-to outfit for bad-ass Detective's these days."

Andy laughed, walking past to drop a kiss on his cheek and then on their daughters, before telling them she'll go get a wash cloth to clean them up, leaving Sam to swat away Traci's hands as she went to pull another pea from his hair.

"And you better go have a shower Detective!" the officer called back, "Your sister is going to be here in an hour and I don't want her to think I've left you to fend for yourself!"

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Baby McSwarek FTW.

I couldn't land on a name for her, so it's just like yeah.

But this is also where I remind you that these aren't connected and it was totally by accident that they have a son in the last chapter instead of a girl. I tried to change one to match the other, but I just couldn't, so in short form this chapter is not connected to the last prompt. That is all my lovelies c:

Anyhoo!

Thank you!

All mistakes are mine.

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Next Prompt: Worried.
In just under 24 hours, he'd gotten her back and almost lost her again, and there was no way he was going to let that happen again.