Title: Three Way
Author: Tasha Miller
Email: tashamiller2k@angelfire.com
Disclaimer: I don't own them no matter how hard I wish and I promise to put them back where I found them when I'm done
Rating: pretty much G
Feedback: I need it to survive! just hook it to my veins (barney from the Simpson's when he wins a lifetime supply of 'Duff')
Note: strange idea hit me, I felt compelled to write it, don't worry I'm not giving up on amazons, let me know if this is worth continuing Oh and sorry but I didn't bother even running a spell-check over it.
Oh My god why won't she stop crying! I swear she hates me.
"Shhhh Mac, please stop crying" I try desperately to get her to be quiet, Mum fed her before she left not long ago and I just changed her, why won't she stop crying. I gently reach into the crib and pick up the screaming little devil spawn.
"Whaaaaaa!"
Oh god that didn't help at all, she's gotten worse!
"Need A hand?" I look up, oh thank god it's Brooke
"Please" I reply and hand baby Mac over to her, of course she stops crying straight away.
"She hate's me" I watch as Brooke grins at me
"She doesn't hate you Sam, she can tell you're uneasy around her and that makes her uneasy"
"She hates me" I repeat, but I grin at Brooke betraying my tone of voice, Brooke looks so cute with Mac in her arm, and thank god she's finally stopped crying.
What is that noise? Oh it's Mac. Oh dear, poor Sam, maybe I should check on her. I get up and make my way to the nursery and watch as Sam desperately tries to calm Mac down. I smile softly to myself, she looks so cute when she's flustered
"Need A hand?" I ask, she looks at me and relief spreads across her face
"Please" I carefully take Mac into my arms and she stops crying and snuggles up against me
"She hate's me" I grin at her, how could she think such a silly thing, how could anyone hate the divine creature that is Sam.
"She doesn't hate you Sam, she can tell you're uneasy around her and that makes her uneasy"
"She hates me" wow Sam looks to cute when she smiles.
Where's my Mommy! Arg why is Sam waving that THING in my face, maybe if I cry more she'll go get my Mommy. Oh no, no you don't Sam, oh NO she's picking me up, oh I hate it when Sam picks me up, she's all scared and uncomfortable.
"Need a hand?" Hey it's Brooke, she's alright, not as good as mommy
"please"
Oh yay Sam's putting me in Brookes arms, ok this is nice and comfy, hmmmm, what was I crying about again?
"She hates me"
Huh, oh yea the crying, well it's not my fault really
"She doesn't hate you Sam, she can tell you're uneasy around her and that makes her uneasy"
Yea Brookes so smart, I can see what Sam sees in her.
"She hates me" Sam's smiling....I hope that's cause she's kidding and not just cause Brooke's here. I don't want my big sis to think I hate her, I do love her, she's just useless with babies.