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Title: Catch Up On Some Lost Time
Pairing: Annie/Sam
Characters: Sam, Annie, OMCBaby, and a staff member.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 547
A/N: Post-Admin. Sam is President. Sequel to... The other ones.
An entire room of plastic, brightly colored climbing things. One can tell they were specially made because of the greatness of all of it, going from floor to ceiling. Hundreds upon hundreds of dollars must have gone into this room alone, making it mostly, nearly filled with this plastic jungle gym.
Sam holds his son in his arm, holding Annie’s hand at the same time, "Buddy, This is all for you." He grins as the baby squirms. He lets Joshua down, watching him climb through the contraption. Sam turns to the mother of his child, moving closer to her.
"This was so nice." She nods, "You didn’t have to." She whispers, tears shine in her eyes.
"I did… I wanted to." He smiles, leaning in more, kissing her deeply, their tongues dancing an erotic tango.
Annie breaks it, "You don’t honestly think that I’ll forget that easily…" She swallows, "We aren’t playthings…"
"I never thought you were." Sam shakes his head.
"I know you didn’t want us. I know you knew you didn’t think we were good enough-"
"Annie, What are you-"
"I don’t even know why I came…" She lets her chin tremble, the guilt in her heart coming to a surface.
"Please, Stay." Sam holds her gently, whispering, "Please just… I love you so much… I love you both…"
"You don’t." She cries, "You wouldn’t have pushed us away like that… You wouldn’t have sent Josh to that meeting and not you…"
"What meeting?"
"When… When Joshy was a baby… You told him to tell us that you didn’t want anything to do with us…"
"Annie, I swear to you I didn’t." He whispers, "Josh told me you didn’t want to come anymore…"
Annie looks up at him shaking her head, "I wouldn’t do that to you… I thought…" She bawls, leaning against him more.
"It’s all behind us now… You don’t have to worry about any of that anymore." Sam kisses her head with a soft peck as he strokes her hair.
"What do you mean?"
"It’s pretty obvious that I’m going to win this thing, Annie." He nods, "I want you standing there at the inauguration with the baby, dressed beautiful, looking beautiful… which won’t take much, but you get the idea…"
She chuckles softly, her nails tracing his chest, tears subsiding, "You mean that?"
"With all my heart and soul." He nods, kissing her again.
Her hands lay gently on either side of his face as she leans in, lip locking him more tenderly than before, "Thank you." She nods.
He smirks, glancing to one of the staffers that seem to travel with him everywhere, "Could you watch my son… his mother and I have to catch up on some lost time…" They giddily walk down the hall to the presidential bedroom.
"Oh, Yes, Sir." A staff member calls after them, looking at her coworkers, swallowing. Her friend from the Washington Post will love to hear this one. The president has a child. That child doesn’t just have any mother, but ex-president’s granddaughter, a girl who had fan clubs and who grew up in the public eye for almost her entire life. Stories like this are not only hard to come by, but stories like this are worth loosing your job over.
Pairing: Annie/Sam
Characters: Sam, Annie, OMCBaby, and a staff member.
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 547
A/N: Post-Admin. Sam is President. Sequel to... The other ones.
An entire room of plastic, brightly colored climbing things. One can tell they were specially made because of the greatness of all of it, going from floor to ceiling. Hundreds upon hundreds of dollars must have gone into this room alone, making it mostly, nearly filled with this plastic jungle gym.
Sam holds his son in his arm, holding Annie’s hand at the same time, "Buddy, This is all for you." He grins as the baby squirms. He lets Joshua down, watching him climb through the contraption. Sam turns to the mother of his child, moving closer to her.
"This was so nice." She nods, "You didn’t have to." She whispers, tears shine in her eyes.
"I did… I wanted to." He smiles, leaning in more, kissing her deeply, their tongues dancing an erotic tango.
Annie breaks it, "You don’t honestly think that I’ll forget that easily…" She swallows, "We aren’t playthings…"
"I never thought you were." Sam shakes his head.
"I know you didn’t want us. I know you knew you didn’t think we were good enough-"
"Annie, What are you-"
"I don’t even know why I came…" She lets her chin tremble, the guilt in her heart coming to a surface.
"Please, Stay." Sam holds her gently, whispering, "Please just… I love you so much… I love you both…"
"You don’t." She cries, "You wouldn’t have pushed us away like that… You wouldn’t have sent Josh to that meeting and not you…"
"What meeting?"
"When… When Joshy was a baby… You told him to tell us that you didn’t want anything to do with us…"
"Annie, I swear to you I didn’t." He whispers, "Josh told me you didn’t want to come anymore…"
Annie looks up at him shaking her head, "I wouldn’t do that to you… I thought…" She bawls, leaning against him more.
"It’s all behind us now… You don’t have to worry about any of that anymore." Sam kisses her head with a soft peck as he strokes her hair.
"What do you mean?"
"It’s pretty obvious that I’m going to win this thing, Annie." He nods, "I want you standing there at the inauguration with the baby, dressed beautiful, looking beautiful… which won’t take much, but you get the idea…"
She chuckles softly, her nails tracing his chest, tears subsiding, "You mean that?"
"With all my heart and soul." He nods, kissing her again.
Her hands lay gently on either side of his face as she leans in, lip locking him more tenderly than before, "Thank you." She nods.
He smirks, glancing to one of the staffers that seem to travel with him everywhere, "Could you watch my son… his mother and I have to catch up on some lost time…" They giddily walk down the hall to the presidential bedroom.
"Oh, Yes, Sir." A staff member calls after them, looking at her coworkers, swallowing. Her friend from the Washington Post will love to hear this one. The president has a child. That child doesn’t just have any mother, but ex-president’s granddaughter, a girl who had fan clubs and who grew up in the public eye for almost her entire life. Stories like this are not only hard to come by, but stories like this are worth loosing your job over.