Fic: It Began with a Tie, 4/30 - Little Miss Vicky (Sam/Spike, OCs, PG)
Title: It Began with a Tie, Part 4/30 - Little Miss Vicky
Characters/Pairings: Sam/Spike, OCs.
Word Count: 500.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Sam meets Spike's niece.
Written for: flashpoint_sru, prompt #3 Family.
Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint.
Beta: The awesome lillyg!
Previous chapters: 1 2 3
It Began with a Tie
Little Miss Vicky
“Spike, welcome!” a guy with big, brown eyes told Spike when he opened the door.
“Hey!” Looking excited, Spike hugged the man and made the proper introductions. “This is my brother, Fabiano. Fabs, this is Sam. He works at the station, too.”
Fabiano immediately started treating Sam as if he was a good, old friend of the family. “Nice to meet you, Sam! C’mon, take a seat!”
“Where is she?” Spike asked as Sam shook Fabiano’s hand.
His brother looked at the house full of relatives. “Ah, she must be somewhere… probably with Aunt Emma. You know how much she loves her stories.”
“Yeah… Okay, we’ll be around. It’s a great party!”
“Yeah, it is,” Sam agreed. There were people of all ages in the room, which was full of colorful balloons, presents, food and drink. Everyone seemed to be having fun, talking and making jokes.
“We’re having a very good time. Almost the entire family came… Hey, there she is.” Fabiano smiled at a little girl in a yellow dress that was running towards him and then let her pass by so she could greet Spike. “Be nice to your uncle, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy,” the girl said, and when her father was gone, she looked up. “Uncle Mickey!”
It was weird to hear someone call Spike “Mickey.” Sam had to restrain a laugh as his friend pulled her up for a hug.
“This is little Miss Vicky, the birthday girl! Actually, the most gorgeous girl in the entire universe…” He kissed her forehead and caressed her brown hair. She was truly an adorable kid. “Vicky, I want you to meet someone.”
Sam stepped forward, suddenly determined to build a connection. “Hey, Vicky… I’m Sam. Are you having fun today?”
“Yes, I am!” she said, offering him her hand as if she was an adult. Greatly surprised, Sam shook it. “Your brother brought you a present,” he continued, showing her the wrapped up box with the gift.
“It’s from both of us!” Spike explained, winking at him. “Why don’t you go open it, sweetie? We hope you like it very much, as we picked it especially for you.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. Then she placed a little, sweet kiss on his cheek and that seemed to melt Spike. Sam didn’t laugh; this was something new for him, as he didn’t see his relatives often.
“Vicky, behave!” Spike said when she took the gift and started walking away. But suddenly, the little girl left the box on the floor and came back.
Sam didn’t know what to say or what to do when she hugged his legs. Frozen, he waited for her to let him go and go to open the present in the middle of the room. She should be a happy kid. Vicky had an amazing family. Everyone gathered to celebrate her birthday and show her how much they loved her.
“Congratulations, man. You’ve just won her heart,” Spike said, inviting him to join the party.
Characters/Pairings: Sam/Spike, OCs.
Word Count: 500.
Rating: PG.
Warnings: None.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Sam meets Spike's niece.
Written for: flashpoint_sru, prompt #3 Family.
Disclaimer: I don't own Flashpoint.
Beta: The awesome lillyg!
Previous chapters: 1 2 3
It Began with a Tie
Little Miss Vicky
“Spike, welcome!” a guy with big, brown eyes told Spike when he opened the door.
“Hey!” Looking excited, Spike hugged the man and made the proper introductions. “This is my brother, Fabiano. Fabs, this is Sam. He works at the station, too.”
Fabiano immediately started treating Sam as if he was a good, old friend of the family. “Nice to meet you, Sam! C’mon, take a seat!”
“Where is she?” Spike asked as Sam shook Fabiano’s hand.
His brother looked at the house full of relatives. “Ah, she must be somewhere… probably with Aunt Emma. You know how much she loves her stories.”
“Yeah… Okay, we’ll be around. It’s a great party!”
“Yeah, it is,” Sam agreed. There were people of all ages in the room, which was full of colorful balloons, presents, food and drink. Everyone seemed to be having fun, talking and making jokes.
“We’re having a very good time. Almost the entire family came… Hey, there she is.” Fabiano smiled at a little girl in a yellow dress that was running towards him and then let her pass by so she could greet Spike. “Be nice to your uncle, okay?”
“Yes, Daddy,” the girl said, and when her father was gone, she looked up. “Uncle Mickey!”
It was weird to hear someone call Spike “Mickey.” Sam had to restrain a laugh as his friend pulled her up for a hug.
“This is little Miss Vicky, the birthday girl! Actually, the most gorgeous girl in the entire universe…” He kissed her forehead and caressed her brown hair. She was truly an adorable kid. “Vicky, I want you to meet someone.”
Sam stepped forward, suddenly determined to build a connection. “Hey, Vicky… I’m Sam. Are you having fun today?”
“Yes, I am!” she said, offering him her hand as if she was an adult. Greatly surprised, Sam shook it. “Your brother brought you a present,” he continued, showing her the wrapped up box with the gift.
“It’s from both of us!” Spike explained, winking at him. “Why don’t you go open it, sweetie? We hope you like it very much, as we picked it especially for you.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. Then she placed a little, sweet kiss on his cheek and that seemed to melt Spike. Sam didn’t laugh; this was something new for him, as he didn’t see his relatives often.
“Vicky, behave!” Spike said when she took the gift and started walking away. But suddenly, the little girl left the box on the floor and came back.
Sam didn’t know what to say or what to do when she hugged his legs. Frozen, he waited for her to let him go and go to open the present in the middle of the room. She should be a happy kid. Vicky had an amazing family. Everyone gathered to celebrate her birthday and show her how much they loved her.
“Congratulations, man. You’ve just won her heart,” Spike said, inviting him to join the party.