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Title: Surreptitious; Rating: M

WARNINGS: Slash: G/Sam; Squick: M-preg G Callen; Squick: Sam Hanna is married.

Story Details and Full Disclaimer in Chapter 1.

Family

Chapter 7

Sam entered G's room pushing a NICU incubator with their baby inside. He settled down on the chair next to the bed, waiting for his partner to wake up.

When Sam came into the room, G was awake and faked it for a while, watching both of them. "You brought him," he said, signaling his partner he was awake.

Sam pushed the NICU incubator over to the bedside. "The doctors say he's doing better than they expected." He placed a glove on his partner's right hand. "Acts as if he's not premature. It's good news. Push your hand through this opening."

G pressed his gloved hand into the opening, touching his baby for the first time. "When can he come home with me?"

Sam did not miss the inference. "Tomorrow evening."

"Where were you?"

"I promised someone—"

"Damn it, Sam, tell me the truth."

He sighed. "I took Jada home."

G closed his eyes not wanting to deal with the situation.

"Please look at me," Sam said. "I told you I screwed up. I'm trying to make things right."

His eyes opened slow. "By taking her home?"

"Jada is out of the picture," he said, sighing again. "She wants to raise her daughter on her own."

"What?" G asked. "She gave birth already?"

"Premature only by a few weeks," he said, "the trauma of the kidnapping sent Jada into premature labor."

"The baby okay?" He removed his hand from the incubator, sliding it back under the covers.

He pushed the incubator aside and stepped closer to the bed. "Yes." Sam sighed and reached under the covers, searching for his partner and lover's hand. "I love you." He grasped it, removed the glove and held his partner's hand in both of his hands. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you… and our baby."

"You're married and—"

"I asked for a divorce."

"You what?" G's jaw dropped open.

"I love you."

"What about your kids and Marilyn?"

"What about them?" Sam asked. "My wife agreed with me."

"No way."

"Yes."

"We didn't have the family meeting."

"She doesn't want to even go there, she's through, finished."

"I don't know if this is… right."

"It's been over between us for several years," Sam said. "Things worsened over the past couple of years, especially after I courted Jada last year."

"You never told me about your troubled marriage."

"What was there to say?"

"I don't know about this," G said, gazing into Sam's eyes for the first time since the ops mission.

"It feels right to me." Sam raised his partner's hand to his face and kissed it. "I love you. Please give me a chance… again."

G sighed. "Damn, you really know how to court someone." Sam had him hooked with his words and tenderness.

"I've been told that."

"And what about the long term commitment?"

"I was married for a long time before things went sour."

"And what caused that?"

A sheepish grin passed over his face for a moment. "Mostly… you."

"Me?"

"I substituted Jada for what I truly desired."

"I wasn't acceptable?"

"No, damn it, I… how do I say this?"

"A relationship with a man wasn't acceptable." G drew Sam closer. "I need you to hold me."

"Yes to both."

A NICU nurse entered the room and took their baby with her.

Sam released G's hand and walked over to the door and locked it. "I hope I don't hurt you." He climbed into bed behind him, wrapping his arms around his partner.

G sighed, feeling relaxed for the first time since the shooting. "This is what I needed but was afraid to ask you," he said. "And I'm afraid to tell you… how much I love you. Afraid you'll disappear on me again."

"Not a chance." Sam nuzzled his face in his partner's neck. "This was meant to be, us, together."

"With a baby?"

"Not exactly how I planned it."

"Me neither," G said. "Now I have my family."

"Now all you need is a healing for this backside."

"Why, you miss it?" He chuckled.

"Too much."

NCIS:LA NCIS:LA NCIS:LA

G settled onto the sofa, resting his bottom on the donut shaped cushion.

"Ready for Gabriel?" Sam asked, strolling into G's living room with their son in his arms.

"Yes," he said, opening his arms. He received their son and brought him to his breast. "I'll tell you this has got to be the weirdest feeling in the world." It was the first time for him to breast feed their son. "I'm not sure I got the hang of this."

Sam sat next to him. "Let me help you." He positioned his partner's breast.

Their baby latched onto the nipple and began to suckle.

"Crap."

"What?"

"I'm getting turned on." G's eyebrows furled and his forehead creased.

"I suppose it isn't quite natural for a man to have a baby sucking his nipples," Sam said. "Don't worry about it. Afterward we can work on finding a comfortable position for making love."

"I'm worried about that," he said. "We've tried more enough positions so far and nothing works."

"I've got some tricks up my—"

"Ouch!"

"Ouch?"

"I'm trying to use civilized words around our baby," G said. "He just bit me."

"Gabriel doesn't have any teeth so—"

"Okay, he gummed me, happy?" G smirked.

Sam snuggled up to his partner and kissed his earlobe, sucking and nibbling on it. "Did he do that?"

"I guess not."

Sam sealed his lips over his teeth and sucked on his partner's earlobe. "This?"

"Yes," G sighed, "except when you do it to me, I'm turns me on."

He chuckled.

"It's not funny."

"It is."

"Okay, more like ironic."

"That too." Sam wrapped his arm around G's shoulders.

G snuggled into his partner's side. "I'm going to be left to my own devices soon."

"What?" He lifted his partner's chin and gazed into this eyes. "When?"

"You'll go back to work and I'll be here by myself and—"

"No."

"No?"

"Hetty gave us both a month off."

"A month?" G's jaw slacked open.

"We need time to adjust and time to schedule our baby's feedings."

"Oh, I thought you were deserting me."

"Not a chance," Sam said, stroking his partner's right upper arm.

G leaned into him more. "I need you to do something and I don't care if it hurts me."

"Well, I care."

"Listen… why can't I just say it… I want you to cuddle me…" I almost said it.

"I'm doing that."

"No… Sam stop interrupting me…" I got closer that time.

"Then tell me what you need."

"I'm trying to… hold me on your lap and cuddle me… crap… like a baby, I need it like—"

Sam hoisted his partner and baby onto his lap. "Like this?"

G sighed and rested his head against Sam's chest. "Just like this." He switched their baby to his left nipple. "Hold me tighter."

"Everything's going to be okay," he said, drawing G tighter into his body. "I promise you."

"And you're not leaving me."

"Nope."

"Or our baby."

"Nope."

"Thank you, I need this," he said. "I need you… in my life."

Sam kissed the top of his head. "Same here," he said, "never knew what I was missing until I almost lost it all."

"Same here." G tilted his head upward to receive a kiss.

The End.

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