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Cross-Checked ~ Chapter 14

Andy Barber x OFC Leighton "Leia" Andrews

Summary:

Andy Barber is having the best year of his life. His game is on point. It’s gets to play with his best friend and his fiancé just... dumped him?!.

Reeling from a sudden change in status, Andy decides it’s time to just focus on hockey. Until his best friend's sister comes out with news that rock the entire organizations world.,

Andy has always carried a torch for the untouchable Leighton but in her hour of need, is now the time to shoot and score or risk getting cross - checked again?

Warnings: Cheating (but not by the MCs); slow burn; friends to lovers eventually; SMUT!; pregnancy; jealousy; handsome goalies, evil exes...

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Chapter 14: Mother Knows Best

Andy

Week 26

I’ve always appreciated Luke and Leia’s parents. Their father would be at every game until he passed. Their mother, Monica, would drive us to the early morning practices and take Leia to figure skating lessons. They took me in when my dad bailed, and my mom had to work nights to support us.

Monica was my support when Mom died and I was a scared 20-year-old, on my own for the first time. I had every respect for her.

Until I was 25 at least.

That’s when she checked out of all of our lives, Leia especially.

Monica had it in her mind that she needed to remarry rich to support her children. Her children that are amazing all on their own. She had a superstar son, who could have taken care of her and a daughter that started her own business. But to Monica, Leia’s smarts were not enough for a woman in a man’s world. She believed Leia needed to give up her dreams and marry someone who will take care of her.

This broke Leia for a long time.

Luke and I did our best to hold Leia up while she dealt with the ramifications of her mother’s words. It unfortunately led to Bret and well here we are. We had gotten her past it. I thought I had made her happy. We were going to be a real family now.

I did not have Monica Andrews on my bingo card.

“Mom? What are you doing here?” Leia was standing at the door, gripping it like her life depended on it. I moved quickly to be behind her.

“Hi Mrs. Andrews.”

“It's DeLaurentis, now, Andrew. Leighton, my goodness, you have really popped.”

I flinch at the backhanded compliment. “Umm, come on in, Mrs. DeLaurentis.” I pulled Leia with me to allow her mother in. I looked at Leia and she shrugged with a confused look that must have matched mine. I moved when she made it to the living room. “Mrs. DeLaurentis, these are my teammates, Linus Ullmark, Brad Marchant and David Pasternak and you remember Stella and Miranda. Guys, this is Luke and Leia’s mother, Monica DeLaurentis.”

Everyone greets her and she says her hellos. She turns back to Leia. “May I speak to you alone, Leighton?” I don’t like the way she says my girl’s name. Like its a swear word. It grinds my nerves.

As they walked into my office, I had a bad feeling in my stomach. I turned to Miranda. “Get Luke back on the phone.”

Leia

I was still in shock that my mother was back in town, and she was married. I don’t remember being invited to that. “I’m surprised to see you, Mother.”

“Well, I’ve been busy.”

I looked at her left hand and the giant diamond on her finger. “I can see that. Congratulations.” I stopped. “You married Summer’s father?”

My mother looks put out by my question. “Its not like he’s still married.”

“Mother, his wife died less than a year ago.” I was incredibly annoyed with her. Monica Andrews, sorry, DeLaurentis, had not been a shallow woman before my father died. She had been the typical stay at home mom that you see on old 50’s TV shows, apron and all. She had been my best friend, like any little girl would have. It was great. Until my dad died. She lasted five years. By the time I was 20, she was gone.

“Don’t talk to me like that Leighton,” my mother huffed. “How come your brother isn’t here?”

“He was named the Bruins all-star so he’s in Toronto right now.”

“Well, I would like to meet with both of you at the same time.” She looked at me up and down again. “We have some things to talk about.”

Andy walked in right them. “Mrs. DeLaurentis, it’s Luke.” He handed her the phone.

“Lukas, when do you come back?... Well, I don’t want to have this conversation twice... The day you get back would be best...” She handed the phone back to Andy. “I’ll meet you on Monday at the Cafe,” she said to me. “Apparently, we have a lot to discuss.”

I wasn’t sure if that was going to be a good thing or a bad. “Like what?”

“I’d rather not say since you have company or rather Andrew has company.” She gave a distasteful look to us. “I’ll see myself out.” She turned without a goodbye.

My knees were shaking and I grabbed onto the island. Andy saw me and immediately put his arms around me. “Hey, baby, take a breath.”

“She didn’t even ask about the baby or anything,” I whispered. “I don’t want to go alone.”

Andy snorted. “Like there was a chance that I would let you. The three of us will go, just like always, ok?” He cupped my face. “I won’t let anything happen.”

If only I could believe him.

Monday comes and I don’t want to get out of bed. I was in and out of sleep but Andy cuddled up next to me, running his hand through my hair and I was asleep. Cheeky brat knows how to calm me. I groan when the alarm goes off.

“Sorry, my queen. I have a team meeting.” He kissed my head, but I grabbed onto his arm.

“No, you are warm and you’re comfy. Mine.” I snuggle deeper into his chest and Andy lets out a low laugh.

“I am yours, my queen, but I still have to get up. You wanted me to wake you so you could get ready for lunch with your mom.” He kissed my nose. “Something about wanting to have that pregnancy glow so she couldn’t be a bitch about it.”

I vaguely remember saying that to him, but he is right. After the awful look she gave me about my bump, I don’t want to go in there looking anything less than perfect.

The relationship between my mother and myself is complicated at best. When my dad died, my mom tried to be strong for us. But it was like half of her soul left with him. My dad was smart, there was savings and a life insurance policy. But my mother got it in her head that she needed to find a way to provide for us. But she didn’t want to get a job. She had been a housewife and that’s all she assumed she knew.

And that’s all she wanted for me.

As I pull on the pale pink sweater dress and leggings, my mind drift to the day after Bret and I split.

“Why are you breaking up? He will be a wonderful partner and provider for you Leighton.” My mom sips her tea at the hotel we met at. Yeah, you heard me, hotel. Because my mother left the house my father had built for her. Lucky that Luke bought it from her otherwise our childhood home would be long gone.

“That is not what I want from my life Mother. I want a partner to grow with me, help me, not treat me like I’m a servant. Daddy didn’t raise me like that.”

“You have no idea what your father wanted,” she retorted. “Bret is handsome, wealthy...”

“Controlling, egotistical, narcissistic,” I finished for her. “He’s in Tokyo and he belittled me and dreams.”

“I think you are making a mistake Leighton.”

Andy pulls up to the hotel where they are serving afternoon tea. I’m grateful as I am not allowed more than one cup of coffee a day, which is a tragedy onto itself. I see Luke sitting in the lobby. “Why didn’t you go inside?”

“And be alone with the Mother? Do you hate me, Cubby?” He gives me a soft hug. “Missed you.”

“You were gone for four days,” Andy says as they man-hug. “Let’s not make her wait or suffer her wrath.”

Andy guides me with his hand on the small of my back, Luke leading the way. My mom is sitting at a table with Kyle DeLaurentis. Fuck my life. The new stepfather. I try not to have a sour face because I don’t need to hear it from her. “Hi Mother.”

“Leighton, Lucas and Andrew, this is a surprise.” She gave us air kisses before she turned to Kyle. “This is Kyle, my husband.”

Andy moves first. “Mr. DeLaurentis, it's nice to see you again. Andrew Barber.”

“I’ve been watching Andrew. Bruins are looking good. Lukas,” he offers his hand to Luke to shake. “Congratulations on the All Star nomination.”

“Thanks,” Luke says tightly.

“This is my daughter, Leighton,” my mom says.

“Leighton, you look beautiful,” taking my offered hand and kissing my knuckles. I try not to shudder at the ick factor that I am getting from Kyle. I went to school with his daughter, Summer, and spent time with their family and I hadn’t felt this before but now I do. Andy, thankfully, pulls a chair for me between him and Luke and we sit as the waiter starts to take orders.

“Andrew, can I ask why you decided to join us today?” my mother asked.

He shrugs. “Leia asked me to come.”

The waiter drops the drinks and an uncomfortable silence. My mother clears her throat and took a sip of her tea before she said, “you are living with Andrew now.” Not a question.

I looked at her. “Yes, I am.”

She scoffed. “An unmarried, pregnant woman living with a man that is not the father.”

I can feel Andy tense next to me. “Yes, she is. Except Leia and I are now together.”

My mother gives us a sharp look. “And what about Bret?”

“What about him? He left me, I told him I am pregnant. I never got a response. I’ve moved on with someone who loves and cares for me and my daughter.” Andy takes my hand and gently squeezes to try and calm me.

“Love, please relax,” he whispers. I try to take a deep breath, but she doesn’t let up.

“You should be with the father, Leighton. A baby cannot be raised in a broken home.”

“It’s not broken! She has a father! Andy is the father!” I stand up and move to the bathroom, trying not to cry. How can she say that? Our family is not broken. Me and Andy and Luke and Miranda are our own family. We make it perfect. The tears flow as I hit the door. I make it and take a few minutes to myself, letting the tears fall. Once I can gather myself, I clean up my face and head out. And ran right into my mother.

“That display was embarrassing, Leighton,” she says sternly.

“Embarrassing for whom? You?” I swallow the yell that wants to come out. “I am not some helpless woman who needs a man to take care of her. I have my business, I have my work with the team, I have Luke and I have Andy. Andy, who knows everything and still loves me. He loves my daughter, even if she isn’t biologically his. You have changed so much since Daddy died that I don’t even recognize you. You’re like a super Stepford wife and you only care about money and status.”

“You have no idea what it's like for your partner to die and leave you with two children to raise!”

“Raise? I was 14 when dad died. You didn’t raise me. You left us! I refuse to do that to my daughter.”

“You ungrateful little brat!” I saw my mother raise her hand and I went to block her when another hand stopped her.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing Mother? “Luke was raging at his mother. “Leia has gestational hypertension, and you are doing this? You need to leave!”

“Lucas, how can you treat your mother this way?”

“Easy. When someone is being a complete bitch to their daughter, I can easily make the right choice. Until you can apologize to Leia, stay away from her, don’t call.”

“Lucas,” she cries.

“I get it. You lost it when dad dies but that is no excuse.”

Andy had been holding me and he turned me to walk out of the hotel as the tears fell. I knew my mother had changed but it was shocking to see it. My mother had never tried to strike me before.

But she would no longer be a part of my life.

Suddenly, a sharp pain flashed through my body and I stopped and cried out. “Leia?” Andy holds me to him. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

“I don’t know,” I cried. Andy lifted me up as Luke ran for the car. “Andy?”

“Its gonna be ok, baby. We’re gonna get you to the hospital.” He kisses my head as Luke pulls up. Andy puts me in the car, climbs in after me and Luke races away.

Please let my baby be ok.

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I’m bored. Ask me anything!

#andy's shenanigans #Andy is bored #Andy Q&A

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Yep, the 'princess' nickname is now reality.

Undercover ~ Eight ~ One Hell of a Coincidence

Pairings: Jake Jensen and OFC Samantha Matthews

The Losers have made it back to their families and are out. Well, almost. A threat against the British crown needs to be handled and the CIA has tapped the Losers for one final mission. And they are sending in Jensen.

Jake Jensen hasn't been a civilian in years but now he's undercover to find out why his target is where he is and who he's after.

Enter Sam, someone who Jake doesn't expect and well, he didn't know he was looking for.

Can Jake handle his mission and falling in love? Especially when the truth leads to a bigger mission than expected?

*~* A Jake Jensen Story *~*

Author's note: this story continues after the events of the Losers. I may weave other characters into it but they are all minor. THE TAGLIST IS OPEN.

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Warnings: angst, death, smut, and a bunch of stuff a can’t say because it gives away the plot!

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Lights...

People...

Smoke...

That’s all Jake could see as he pulled onto his street, his yellow Camero screeching to a halt. He jumped out. “Sam! Samantha!” He was running up to his house when an officer stopped him.

“Sir, you need to wait on the other side of the tape.”

“Like hell I am, that’s my house. My girlfriend...”

“We cleared the house, sir, and we didn’t find anyone.”

Jake swallowed back his tears. “The panic room?”

“There’s a panic room?”

“Yes, I saw someone on the camera and told her to get in there. It won’t open unless you have the code. Please, I need to see if she made it inside.”

“Ok, hang on.” The officer jumped on his radio. “Sargent, I have one of the owners of the home outside. He has informed me of a panic room in the home.”

“Let me come out.”

The officer turned to Jake. “Sorry, I’m Officer Levinson. You are?”

“Jake Jenson.” He shook the man’s hand as he began to bounce like a coiled spring. Another man came out of the house. “Levinson!”

“Sir, this is Mr. Jensen, he owns the house with... Samantha?”

“Yes, my girlfriend, Samantha Matthews. We moved in a few weeks ago and I saw something in the cameras, and she called me, and I told her to go into the panic room, but the line went dead before she told me she made it in. Please, I just need to know...”

“Alright son, relax.” He put his hands on Jake’s shoulders. “Take a breath. I’m Sargent Barnes. Now, tell me where the room is.”

“It's off the kitchen. Behind the pantry.” Jake’s eyes were now swimming. “Please, let me just check.”

Barnes looked at Jake’s broken face and sighed. “Follow me and don’t touch anything.” He guided Jake inside. The living room was a mess of smoking furniture and bullet holes. Their home was destroyed. The men walked through to the kitchen which looked fine, but it gave Jake chills. He made it to the pantry and saw the door ajar.

“Uh, the room is through there,” he pointed.

“What’s the code?”

“0-6-1-3-8-1"

Barnes punched in the code and the door hissed open.

Jake pulled it open to find Samantha in a ball in the corner. She had passed out in the room, but Jake could see she had been crying by the pink skin around her eyes. Jake let out a sob in relief. He dropped to his knees to take her in his arms. “Sammy?”

Sam stirred and blinked a few times. “JJ?”

“Oh Sam, thank god.” Jake leaned his forehead onto hers. “Baby, are you OK?”

She nodded before wincing as she unfolded herself. “I made it to the room at the last second. Someone was pounding on the door, screaming for me to open it. I was so scared Jake.” She began to cry in his arms, hyperventilating slightly and eventually passing out.

Jake stood up as best he could with Sam in his arms. Sargent Barnes and Officer Levinson helped him get her out the door. The Losers were all waiting to see what happened. Clay sighed as he saw Jake with Sam in his arms. “Is she ok?”

Jake couldn’t speak. He kept his eyes on his girl as she slept in his arms. Sargent Barnes cleared his throat, “we need to get her checked out, but she looks ok. You are?”

“Colonel Clay, US Special Forces and I’m Jake’s CO. Jake,” Clay turns to him, “we need to get her checked out.”

“I know,” he whispered. He kissed Sam’s forehead. He walked towards the ambulance and put her on a gurney. The meds got an IV started for fluid and let Jake climb in before they took off, sirens wailing.

Sam was in pain. All she could feel was her head pounding. She moved her hand to feel her head and it smarted. She groaned and tried to turn her head to the side, but her head felt heavy. She slowly blinked.

“Princess? Baby, can you hear me?”

“JJ?”

“Hi Princess.” Her eyes focused on Jake as he smiled. “How are you feeling?”

“Confused and sore.” She blinked a few times and Jake turned down the lights. “Jake? What happened?”

“We’re still working on it, sweetheart but I need to tell you something.” Jake swallowed hard as Sam’s big eyes looked up at him. He sat down next to her. “Sam, the man who attacked the house, who tried to take you, it was John Fitzgerald.”

“John?” she whispered. She began to tremble.

“Hey baby, you made it into the room, and he couldn’t get to you. You’re safe.” Jake held his girl as she processed the news that someone she knew had tried to kill her.

“Why? Why did he attack the house?”

Jake cleared his throat. “Ok, well, yeah I’m just gonna come out and say it.” He took a breath. “I’ve been investigating Fitzgerald on behalf of the US government and British intelligence.”

Sam blinked. “What? I mean, why... what does that mean?”

“I’m not retired from the military, princess. This is supposed to be my last mission before I retire.” The look of shock crosses Sam’s face. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t tell you.”

“So, you’re here in my town for a mission?”

“Well yes and no. My parents are my parents and they do live on the outskirts of town and yes, I am planning to retire here but you are not part of the mission.”

“So, am I just someone who gave you a cover?”

“No, well yes but no. Princess,” he took her hands in his, kissing her knuckles, “I love you for real. You are not a cover to me. You are the love of my life. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but it was for your protection.” Jake willed her to look at him and she slowly raised her head. “Samantha, I will follow you anywhere because you’re my princess.” He bowed his head and kept his lips on her hands, kissing them gently.

Sam was conflicted. She felt betrayed, lied to and yet, Jake had never made her feel anything less than safe and loved. She sighed as she pulled her hands away, forcing Jake to look up at her. She cupped his cheek. “Tell me everything.”

Jake closed his eyes with relief. “British Intelligence got a threat assessment on Fitzgerald. They said there was a creditable threat against the new King. Umm, King Anthony, I think the name is. Anyway,” shaking his head, “originally Clay was supposed to go in, but he had history with Fitzgerald and the CIA and MI6 decided to send me in instead.”

“And then we met.”

“And then we met. And I have never been more thankful for the CIA at this point, because I found you.”

Sam smiled and blushed. “So, what changed?”

“Well, we have been doing surveillance to see who he’s working for or what his endgame was. We’ve been hitting dead end after dead end. The only lead we had was that he was looking for something to do with a Duchy. I’ve been monitoring everything. I’m not sure how he knew it was me.” Jake shook his head. “I’m so sorry Princess, I should have seen it coming.”

Sam blanched. “He was looking at a Duchy?”

“Yeah. It's called the, umm, the Duchy of Manchester. But when we researched it, there is no one listed as that, so we still have no clue what he is looking for. But Princess, I promise I will protect you with everything I have. Clay has a safe house for us to move to and my parents have already moved to Savannah’s house. As soon as the doctors clear you, we’re leaving. Clay has Bowie, he’s fine. A little spooked but our kitty is missing you.”

“Ok,” Sam swallows.

A few hours later, Sam and Jake are in the safe house with the rest of the Losers. Clay sat down with the couple. “Jensen, we used that tracking device like you said. Pooch has seen that there was a piggyback on your computer at work and it's been there for a couple of weeks.”

“Shit, how?”

“We don’t know. Maybe he asked one of your teammates, its currently unclear.”

“For now,” Aisha stated, “you both need to stay here. Fowler and Hart are going to debrief in a few minutes. We have made them aware that Sam knows about the operation now and has been read in.”

“I’m sorry, who?” Sam asked.

“Our handlers for this mission,” Pooch explained. The computer next to them signaled an incoming call and Sam trembled, her lip being chewed on her teeth.

Jake notices as Clay answers the call. He tugged her lip free and kissed her temple. “It's gonna be ok baby. Promise.”

After Sam is introduced to the handlers, they walk through everything they know. Sam tunes them out for the most part but notices that Inspector Hart keeps glancing at her. Jake notices and frowns but decides to address it later. As the call is finishing up, Sam raises her hand timidly, much to Director Fowler’s amusement. “Miss Matthews?”

“Will I be able to contact my mum? I mean, I won’t tell her anything...”

“Yes, we will set up a secure line for you to call your family.”

“Ok, yes, I should probably call my father as well. Thank you.” With that, Sam shrunk back onto herself. Jake took her hand and hung up.

“Ok,” Pooch clapped his hands, “we’ve set you guys up into the guest suite,” pointing down the hallway. “Cougar is going to stay with you guys.”

“Thanks guys, I appreciate everything,” Jake says as he shakes hands with everyone except Aisha, whom he gives a hug too. Clay gives a one arm hug to Sam. Aisha hugs her tightly and tells her to call her if she needs to talk. Jake nods to Cougar and then leads Sam to their room. Aisha had gotten clothes and toiletries for them. After Sam cleans up, Jake heads in and Sam starts to pace the room. She was in turmoil, knowing that it was time.

As Jake came out of the bathroom, he noticed the slight distress in Sam’s face. “Princess?”

Sam turned to him. “JJ, I need to tell you something.”

“Ok, is everything ok?”

“Yes, well, no, gosh now I sound like you.” Sam smiled weakly. She sat on the edge of the bed as Jake pulled on clean clothes. He sat down next to her and took her hand. “Jake, I’m special.”

Jake chuckled. “I know that, Princess.”

“No, I mean I am very special and unique. Like, there is one only one of me in the world.”

Jake looked at her confused. “Of course, there is only one of you. I don’t understand...”

She cuts him off. “Jake, my name is not Samantha Matthews.”

“What? What does that mean?”

“Well, it's not just Samantha Matthews.” She took a deep breath. “My family is special. When my mother met my fathers, my father had just lost his first wife and was left with a son. My brother is five years older than I am and just took over the family business. After my parents split, I became important when my father realized that he couldn’t have any more children.”

“Why would that be important?”

“Yeah,” she sighed, “my name is Samantha Marie Elizabeth Matthews – Davenport.”

Jake recognized the name. “Davenport?”

“Yeah, I would also be known as Her Royal Highness, the Duchess of Manchester.” She couldn’t look at Jake yet. “Or as the heir to the throne of my brother, King Anthony of England.”

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Mom came from the swear if I remember correctly.... lol

Cross-Checked ~ Chapter 13

Andy Barber x OFC Leighton "Leia" Andrews

Summary:

Andy Barber is having the best year of his life. His game is on point. It’s gets to play with his best friend and his fiancé just... dumped him?!.

Reeling from a sudden change in status, Andy decides it’s time to just focus on hockey. Until his best friend's sister comes out with news that rock the entire organizations world.,

Andy has always carried a torch for the untouchable Leighton but in her hour of need, is now the time to shoot and score or risk getting cross - checked again?

Warnings: Cheating (but not by the MCs); slow burn; friends to lovers eventually; SMUT!; pregnancy; jealousy; handsome goalies, evil exes...

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Chapter 13 ~ Fit For a Princess ~ Andy

Week 26

Andy

The last four weeks of my life have been nothing short of amazing.

The Bruins have been on a win streak, only losing two for the entire month. The fans elected Luke to the all-star game so we have a four day break.

And I’m waking up with my girl in my bed, in my arms. Just like I have since Christmas.

I’m a lucky bastard.

Blinking to the soft light of the morning, I feel my daughter kick slightly under my hand on her mother’s belly. I smile and rubbed her gently. “Morning, princess,” I whisper as Leia continued to sleep.

I looked at Leia. She was so beautiful, peaceful in sleep. I press soft kisses to her neck and shoulders and she sighs. I ghost her skin with my fingertips and she moans quietly, pressing her ass into my groin. I groan as her perfect ass now has my cock nestled between her cheeks.

I haven’t pressed Leia for any intimacy but she is really testing my resolved with her little sighs and wiggles. Now I know she is awake. “Sweetheart, you need to stop.”

“Don’t wanna,” she whines sleepily. My hands slips a little lower on her belly and she groaned. “I need you Andy. Need you to touch me.”

“Are you sure, my queen?”

She responds by rubbing my cock with her perfect ass.

Ah fuck.

I let one of my hands drift up and trace underneath her breast. She let out a low moan and I smiled. “Sensitive, sweetheart?”

She nods. “Andy,” she whines.

“Hush, my queen. I’ve been waiting to feel you.”

I explored her body like I have never done. How I’ve always wanted. Her skin is soft and warm, like a warm silk scarf. I let my hand move from her belly down, barely skimming her sex. Her breath hitched and her back arched slightly. I smiled. This was all for me, her sounds, her movements, her fucking passion that she is expressing.

I make her sing and fuck if that isn’t an ego boost.

I reach her molten hot core and groan. “God, baby, so fucking wet. Are you a needy girl? Hmm, are you my good girl, growing our baby?”

“Shit, Andy, yes, yes. Please,” she pleads.

“No need to beg, my queen.” I slide my finger into her and I think I will die. She is hot and wet, pulsing around my digit. “Goddamm, so tight.” I slowly add a second and she jolts. “Easy baby.”

“Andy, I need more.”

I chuckled. “Like this?” I curl my fingers as I pump in and out, my palm rubbing on her clit. She moans loudly, making my cock jump against her. She moves her hips with me, my cock right in between her ass cheeks. “Sweetheart, you keep going that and I’m going to blow,” I growl out, not stopping the movement.

“No,” she gasps. “I want to feel you.”

I pull my hand away and push her panties down before lowering my boxers. I grasp her knee and hike it up and over my hip. I move my cock between her slick folds, listening to her mewl at the sensation. “I’ll be gentle, baby. If it hurts, you let me know.” She nods and I notch myself at her opening. With as much gentleness as I have, I push in.

Leia gasps and I freeze. “No! Don’t stop, baby.”

“Are you ok?”

“Y-yes, you’re just big,” she labors with the words. “Need a chance to get used to you.” Her head leans against my arm and I can feel her chin quivering.

“Sweetheart, don’t cry. If it hurts...”

“No!” She cuts me off. “I j-just... I just never thought we would get here. You’re the dream, Andy.” I can feel the tears dripping down from her face to my arm. I hugged her to me tighter.

“You are my dream, Leia. I’m gonna make you feel good, my queen.” I push in more and my god, it’s heaven. Hot, wet, tight, she’s perfect. I don’t stop until she’s seated all the way on my cock. She pulses around, little flutter because of how sensitive she is. “Are you ok, baby?”

“Yes,” she breathes. “You feel so good, baby, so good.”

“You feel exquisite, my love.” Its like I found my place in the world. I rock my hip up into her and listen to her little cries. I moved her head so I could kiss her. Her face was in a state of bliss and pleasure. I can feel her squeezing me, fluttering around me and my cock is ready to explode. “Are you close baby?”

“Yes, god, yes, don’t stop Andy.” I smiled against her skin and moved a little but faster. I let my hand back down to her swollen clit. I swirl slowly, in time with my thrusts. Leia cried out as I felt her release all over me. I worked her through her orgasm, pushing to hold off.

“God, baby, I wanna give you another.”

“Later,” she pants. “I need you. Make me yours.”

Two snaps of my hips later, I think I black out from the sweet sensation of pleasure rushing through my body and I groan as I release everything into her. The stars fade from my blacked out vision before Leia comes back into focus. Her head is pressed against my shoulder, breathing deep. “Sweetheart, are you ok? Did I hurt you or the baby?” I can feel the edge of panic creeping in.

“Baby, I’m so relaxed right now.” She turns her head and smiles, calming me in an instant. “That was so good. I can’t wait to have you on top of me.” She giggled and I grinned.

“One day, love, one day.” I pulled out of her slowly and went for a towel to clean her up. I touched her belly and I could feel my daughter moving. “Wow,” I whispered.

“What is it?”

“I’ll never get used to her moving around in there. Its like she’s dancing.”

“Maybe she likes sex,” Leia commented with her little devious smile.

I frowned at her. “She is too young,” I growl out. “She’s not allowed to even think about dating until she’s thirty.”

“Don’t be a hypocrite, Andy. I know you lost your virginity at 15.”

“How the fuck do you know that?” I lay down next to her to face her. I brush the hair out of her face.

“You and Luke were not quiet when you were talking. And really Andy, Melissa Edgerton. she was such a bitch.”

I laughed as I kissed her nose. “She was hot,” I shrugged. “And its not like I didn’t know about your dating life, sweetheart.”

“Whatever. All I’m saying is that this one’s parents were young when they discovered the opposite sex. Or the same sex, if she wants.”

I groaned and leaned my head back. “I’m sending her to a nunnery,” I muttered. “Oof, fuck, Leia!” As she elbowed me.

“Already in protective daddy mode and she isn’t even here yet.” Leia, smiled as she ran her nails through my beard. She is trying to distract me and its working. “I’ve got her covered until she’s here, ok?” She kissed my nose this time. “I love you.”

“I love you, my queen.” I glanced at my phone. “Fuck, we gotta get up.” I moved to leave the bed but she grabbed my arm and pulled me back. “Baby, I have plans for us for the day.” I peck her lips.

“But I like it right here.” She snuggled into the warm duvet.

I slump. “Fine. I guess the day I had planned out can be done another day. I don’t know when since I’ll be on the road but oh well.” I glanced at her and I could see she was feeling guilty.

“No, baby, I want my date with you.” She got up carefully and made her way to the bathroom.

I smirked at myself. Part one of my plan completed.

I really did have a whole day planned. I took my girl out to the store to pick out some new maternity clothes. She has had a cute little bump that caused me to lose a lot of my hoodies. I wouldn’t complain, she looked adorable. But, we had a couple of big events coming so I wanted to get her some new clothes.

After, we went to lunch and then to the arena so I could pick up some merchandise for a fundraiser. As we’re driving back, I hold her hand and she looks so serene. “Whatcha thinking about, my queen?”

“Just how happy I am now.” She turned and gave me her beautiful smile.

“Yeah? I’m happy too, my queen.” I pulled down the street and let go of the breath I was holding. My surprise to her was ready. I pulled into the drive way but not the garage. I get us to the front door.

“What are you doing Andy?” Leia looked at me. “Why didn’t we pull into garage?”

“I have a surprise for you my queen.” I kissed her cheek and then pulled out a mask. “Let me put this on you.” I put it on her, being careful with her hair. I take her hands and guide her inside.

“Do you think this is wise, Barber? My center of gravity is not the same,” as we slowly make our way up the stairs.

“Like I would let anything happen to you, my queen.” I position her in front of a door and got behind her. “Ok, close your eyes.” I pulled the mask away. “Now, open them.”

We were standing in front of one of the bedrooms and she sees a soft plush flat teddy bear hung on the door. “Andy,” she whispers.

I smile and open the door. The walls are painted a sweet cream color. The curtains are a soft pink hanging to the floor. Baby jungle animals are painted and hung in frames above the smile while crib that Leia had picked out. A fiddle leaf fig is in the corner surrounded by stuffed baby animals. The carpet was a soft gray with a pink and white rug under the crib. The white dressed and changing table are on the opposite wall with a couple clouds hanging.

A soft glider is in the corner with a pink blanket draped over the top and a soft pink bear on the chair. Baby books where on shelves on the wall. Leia’s eyes took in everything and then looked at Andy. “Do you like it?”

Her eyes were shiny. “It’s perfect. It so beautiful. Andy, how?”

“Trade secrets, darling. C’mon.” I took her down stairs where Stella, Miranda, Linus Ullmark, Brad Marchant and David Pasternak were waiting.

Leia stopped. “What...”

“Surprise, sweetie,” Stella said as she rushed her for a hug. “Andy and Luke organized all of this.”

“Luke was here?”

“No,” Miranda said, “but he and Andy split everything for the room.”

“Tell her i bought the elephant,” a voice floated from her hand.

“Oh, sorry, “she lifted her phone and Luke was on facetime from his hotel room in Seattle.

“Lukey, you did this? “Leia was crying softly as I wrapped my arms around her.

“Well me and Andy did. Did you like it?”

“Its beautiful,” she looked up at me. “Thank you so much.” She looked at the team. “You guys are amazing. She is going to love it,” patting her belly.

We chatted and were getting ready to say goodbye when the doorbell rang. “I wonder who that is,” Leia said as she made her way too the door. She opened it and froze.

“Mom?”

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Undercover ~ Eight ~ One Hell of a Coincidence

Pairings: Jake Jensen and OFC Samantha Matthews

Jake Jensen hasn't been a civilian in years but now he's undercover to find out why his target is where he is and who he's after.

Enter Sam, someone who Jake doesn't expect and well, he didn't know he was looking for.

Can Jake handle his mission and falling in love? Especially when the truth leads to a bigger mission than expected?

*~* A Jake Jensen Story *~*

Author's note: this story continues after the events of the Losers. I may weave other characters into it but they are all minor. THE TAGLIST IS OPEN.

The playlist is available on Spotify.

cover photo by me! Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Warnings: angst, death, smut, and a bunch of stuff a can’t say because it gives away the plot!

Previous: Seven - Upgraded Status

Story Masterlist // Main Masterlist

Lights...

People...

Smoke...

That’s all Jake could see as he pulled onto his street, his yellow Camero screeching to a halt. He jumped out. “Sam! Samantha!” He was running up to his house when an officer stopped him.

“Sir, you need to wait on the other side of the tape.”

“Like hell I am, that’s my house. My girlfriend...”

“We cleared the house, sir, and we didn’t find anyone.”

Jake swallowed back his tears. “The panic room?”

“There’s a panic room?”

“Yes, I saw someone on the camera and told her to get in there. It won’t open unless you have the code. Please, I need to see if she made it inside.”

“Ok, hang on.” The officer jumped on his radio. “Sargent, I have one of the owners of the home outside. He has informed me of a panic room in the home.”

“Let me come out.”

The officer turned to Jake. “Sorry, I’m Officer Levinson. You are?”

“Jake Jenson.” He shook the man’s hand as he began to bounce like a coiled spring. Another man came out of the house. “Levinson!”

“Sir, this is Mr. Jensen, he owns the house with... Samantha?”

“Alright son, relax.” He put his hands on Jake’s shoulders. “Take a breath. I’m Sargent Barnes. Now, tell me where the room is.”

“It's off the kitchen. Behind the pantry.” Jake’s eyes were now swimming. “Please, let me just check.”

“Uh, the room is through there,” he pointed.

“What’s the code?”

“0-6-1-3-8-1"

Barnes punched in the code and the door hissed open.

Sam stirred and blinked a few times. “JJ?”

“Oh Sam, thank god.” Jake leaned his forehead onto hers. “Baby, are you OK?”

Jake couldn’t speak. He kept his eyes on his girl as she slept in his arms. Sargent Barnes cleared his throat, “we need to get her checked out, but she looks ok. You are?”

“Colonel Clay, US Special Forces and I’m Jake’s CO. Jake,” Clay turns to him, “we need to get her checked out.”

“Princess? Baby, can you hear me?”

“JJ?”

“Hi Princess.” Her eyes focused on Jake as he smiled. “How are you feeling?”

“Confused and sore.” She blinked a few times and Jake turned down the lights. “Jake? What happened?”

“John?” she whispered. She began to tremble.

“Hey baby, you made it into the room, and he couldn’t get to you. You’re safe.” Jake held his girl as she processed the news that someone she knew had tried to kill her.

“Why? Why did he attack the house?”

Sam blinked. “What? I mean, why... what does that mean?”

“I’m not retired from the military, princess. This is supposed to be my last mission before I retire.” The look of shock crosses Sam’s face. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t tell you.”

“So, you’re here in my town for a mission?”

“Well yes and no. My parents are my parents and they do live on the outskirts of town and yes, I am planning to retire here but you are not part of the mission.”

“So, am I just someone who gave you a cover?”

“And then we met.”

“And then we met. And I have never been more thankful for the CIA at this point, because I found you.”

Sam smiled and blushed. “So, what changed?”

Sam blanched. “He was looking at a Duchy?”

“Ok,” Sam swallows.

“Shit, how?”

“We don’t know. Maybe he asked one of your teammates, its currently unclear.”

“I’m sorry, who?” Sam asked.

“Our handlers for this mission,” Pooch explained. The computer next to them signaled an incoming call and Sam trembled, her lip being chewed on her teeth.

Jake notices as Clay answers the call. He tugged her lip free and kissed her temple. “It's gonna be ok baby. Promise.”

“Will I be able to contact my mum? I mean, I won’t tell her anything...”

“Yes, we will set up a secure line for you to call your family.”

“Ok, yes, I should probably call my father as well. Thank you.” With that, Sam shrunk back onto herself. Jake took her hand and hung up.

“Ok,” Pooch clapped his hands, “we’ve set you guys up into the guest suite,” pointing down the hallway. “Cougar is going to stay with you guys.”

As Jake came out of the bathroom, he noticed the slight distress in Sam’s face. “Princess?”

Sam turned to him. “JJ, I need to tell you something.”

“Ok, is everything ok?”

Jake chuckled. “I know that, Princess.”

“No, I mean I am very special and unique. Like, there is one only one of me in the world.”

Jake looked at her confused. “Of course, there is only one of you. I don’t understand...”

She cuts him off. “Jake, my name is not Samantha Matthews.”

“What? What does that mean?”

“Why would that be important?”

“Yeah,” she sighed, “my name is Samantha Marie Elizabeth Matthews – Davenport.”

Jake recognized the name. “Davenport?”

“Yeah, I would also be known as Her Royal Highness, the Duchess of Manchester.” She couldn’t look at Jake yet. “Or as the heir to the throne of my brother, King Anthony of England.”

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Shit, I meant Savannah and Chris! My bad!

Also...

You know I love me a cliffhanger!

Undercover ~ Seven ~ Upgraded Status

Pairings: Jake Jensen and OFC Samantha Matthews

Jake Jensen hasn't been a civilian in years but now he's undercover to find out why his target is where he is and who he's after.

Enter Sam, someone who Jake doesn't expect and well, he didn't know he was looking for.

Can Jake handle his mission and falling in love? Especially when the truth leads to a bigger mission than expected?

*~* A Jake Jensen Story *~*

Author's note: this story continues after the events of the Losers. I may weave other characters into it but they are all minor. THE TAGLIST IS OPEN.

The playlist is available on Spotify.

cover photo by me! Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Warnings: angst, death, smut, and a bunch of stuff a can’t say because it gives away the plot!

Previous: Six - We Have A Problem...

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Six months later...

“If you boys drop that dresser, I will kill you!”

Clay and Cougar laughed at the threats Jake’s girl yelled at them. How the little kitten would hurt them was beyond hysterical until Jake came out. “I would take her seriously guys.” He raised his sleeve and showed off a scar. “Her nails, because I dropped her doll on the floor. Apparently, it was a gift from her father.”

That shut the guys up, who handled the furniture more carefully.

Oh, right. I should explain.

After turning over the information for Duchy of Manchester over to the inspectors, the Losers were asked to continue watching John Fitzgerald for any noticeable changes. They never mentioned the Manchester files, as Jake was calling them ever again except when the team was trying to find out information.

All of the extra time, however, was filled with Jake’s growing love with Samanatha. A week after their first weekend together, Sam blurted out that she was in love with Jake. Who was also infatuated with her. As time went on, their love grew until Jake asked Sam to move in with him. They found a house together, somewhere Jake could actually retire, since he would be done with Special Ops after this mission. He could technically keep working the job he had.

So, after the home finished in escrow, Jake made some modifications, like a panic room in the basement, and a weapons locker. He explained that the military made him vigilant, and he just wanted to make sure she was safe at all times. Sam swooned. His actions were not out of paranoia but a sense of protection. With that idea in mind, Jake taught Sam how to handle all of the weapons, just in case.

Now it was moving day and the Losers plus Mike helped Sam and Jake move into their home.

Oh the Losers... yeah we should talk about them.

Aisha was now Sam’s best friend. The girls had bonded after how stupid the men were being during a barbeque at Jake’s parents house. They had come on the pretense of visiting Jake and had become fast friends. Even Pooch’s wife got along with Sam, and it made him so happy.

Then there was Savannah, Grace, SJ, Jules and Chris, Jake’s cousin and her family. They had been up to visit a couple of times and Sam was in love with the family. There was also something about Chris that she couldn’t put her finger on. It was eerie how similar he looked like Jake, but their colorings were so different. Jake was ruggedly handsome, and Chris had movie star good looks. Sam always shook her head when she thought about it. So weird.

The only people who had yet to meet Jake were her parents and brother. Sam explained that her father and brother worked weird hours which made it almost impossible to schedule time together. Sam’s mother, on the other hand, was going to be there the coming weekend, which made Jake want to piss his pants. He couldn’t remember the last time he had met parents. Sam met his parents with flying colors.

Yes, the couple were moving forward together, and it was so cute to watch. As Pooch and Cougar set up the TV, Jake and Clay were getting the furniture in place and Sam and Aisha were in the bedroom. “Are you excited to live with Jensen?”

“Yes and no.” Sam fluffed a pillow, not looking at Aisha. “Yes, because its JJ and he so wonderful but no because the last time I lived with a man, he cheated on me, with my friend, in our bed.”

“That’s not Jake,” Aisha said. “He’s loyal to a fault. Clay recruited him personally and look, retired and still together.”

Sam looked up, chewing her lip and her eyes glassy. “He’s such a good guy. I don’t know what I did to deserve him.”

“Oh honey,” Aisha sat them on the edge of the bed and put her arm around Sam. “You have no idea how much Jake loves you. You can see it anytime he talks about or sees you. His eyes light up, like he’s seeing you for the first time. You do the same thing.”

“I just don’t want to regret this. I’ve had a lot happen in my life and for the first time, I feel at peace. Like Jake was that missing piece of my life and I don’t want to regret it.”

“Never baby.” Jake walked into the room with a box. “I don’t know what you’re worried about, but I’ll be here. I found the love of my life. You’ve officially replaced the yellow stretch hummer I’ve always wanted.”

“That’s high praise!” Pooch yells as he walks to the bathroom. Aisha and Sam giggle at Jensen’s look of indignation.

Sam stood up and looked at her phone. “Baby, we should get moving. We have to get the downstairs looking presentable with my mum coming tomorrow.”

“Right.” He claps his hands. “Nothing to be worried about. Just meeting the mom.”

Aisha smiled at Jake. “Nervous?

“Nervous? No!” Jake scoffed, not at all. Sam smiled before going back to the living room. “I’m petrified,” he whispered. “What if she hates me? She raised Sam basically by herself.”

“Jake, I am sure that Sam has told her mother everything about you so I wouldn’t worry. If Sam loves you, I am sure that her mom will be the same.”

“Thanks Aisha.”

The next day, Jake was fiddling with his shirt in the room as Sam came in to run a brush through her hair. “Sweetie, are you ok? You’re fidgeting.”

Jake doesn’t speak but continues to fiddle with his clothes. Finally, Sam hears a sigh. “Is your mom going to hate me for letting you sell your house? I mean, we’re not married or anything and I feel like I’ve already let you down.”

Samantha’s heart cracked just a bit with his admission. “Baby, my mum is going to love you because you want to take care of me. We thought the decision through together. And yes, we are not married but that’s not going to matter.”

“Why?” Jake looked up at her. “Why doesn't it matter? Don’t you want to be married?”

“Eventually,” Sam said.

“So if I asked, one day, would you say yes?” Jake looked hopefully at her.

Sam looked at her man and softly smiled. “If you asked, one day, I would probably say yes.”

“But not tomorrow?” he replied cheekily.

She giggled. “Not tomorrow but someday. Jacob Jensen, you have been a breath of fresh air. You are exactly what I thought I would never get. I love you so much.”

“You do?”

“I do.”

“Ok good.” Jake sighed in relief. “Because I love you too.” He pulled Sam in close and gave her a sweet kiss. He pulled back but she grabbed on to him and turned his sweet kiss into a very dirty one. “Babe, you’re gonna give me a boner and that is not how I want to meet your mom.”

Sam kissed his lips once more. “Later than?”

Absolutely.

An hour later found Jake on their couch with a cup of coffee in front of him and Victoria Simpson-Matthews staring him down. He has been in multiple life or death situations, handled being considered dead and yet, he never feared for his life more than sitting across for Sam’s mom. He took a gulp of his coffee just to have something to do. Sam came back in the room with some cookies and sat next to Jake. “Mummy, how was the drive in?”

“Very nice,” Victoria replied while taking a napkin and then placing a cookie in it like it would break. Jake didn’t bother to grab one; it would have broken into a billion pieces.

“I’m surprised David didn’t join you,” Sam said.

Jake looked at her. David? His unasked question was answered by Victoria. “David is my partner, Jacob. He’s a painter and he had an art exhibition this weekend.” She took a sip of the tea that Sam had made before turning back to Jake. “So, Jacob, you are a technology person?”

“Yes, ma’am, I mean Mrs. Simpson, or...” he stumbled over.

“Victoria dear.”

“Right. Ok. Victoria. Yes, I am a manager of a tech team that does cyber security.”

“Excellent. And you were in the military before?”

“Yes, for about 10 years. Joined right after college. I graduated early.”

“And you are in love with my daughter.” This was a statement not a question.

But Jake didn’t hesitate. “Yes I am.” He looked at Sam and lifted her hand to his lips.

“I can see that.” Victoria gave a warm smile to the couple. “Jacob...”

“Sorry, you can call me Jake or JJ. Samantha calls me JJ.”

“Jake, well, I see that you treat my daughter well. Made some improvements to this new home.” She looked over to the pantry, where Sam had shown her the panic room.

“Yeah, I did. The military taught me to always be vigilant and I would never want anything to happen to Sam. She is my world.”

Victoria liked this boy more and more. “Sammy, have you told your father about all of this? I know he has been busy handing over the, ah, business to Tony.”

Sam swallowed. “Uh, no. I left Papa and Tony messages to call but I haven’t heard from them.” She looked down to where her hands were joined with Jake’s. “It’s fine, mum, I mean we all know Tony doesn’t like me very much.”

“Oh Sammy, he loves you. He’s just got a lot of responsibilities now.”

“Don’t, ok, just don’t.” Sam took a deep breath. “Mum, I just wanted you to know that I was happy.”

Jake’s heart broke a little. Sam rarely talked about her other family members. It must have been hard to have a family that never spoke to you. He knew Savannah had gone through the same thing when she was pregnant with Gracie, but she now had Chris’s family and his to be there for her. “It’s ok, Princess. The Losers and I and your mom are your family and it’s the family you chose which makes it special.”

“He’s right Sammy, although I am not sure about a group of people called the Losers.” She smirked at Jake a little in jest. “I am sure that if they took care of Jake, they will be great friends to you. Now,” she clapped her hands, “I am treating my girl and her guy to dinner.”

A few days later, Jake was meeting with the Losers and their handlers for an update on Fitzgerald. “What is the latest?” Fowler asked.

“Jake has been with the company for six months,” Clay began. “He’s made contact with Fitzgerald but he is standoffish, making it difficult to get information.”

“I was able to hack into his computer, as you know, and retrieve the information that he is looking into the Duchy of Manchester. Further investigation is coming up empty. He is not doing anything while at work.”

Pooch took over. “His home has high security for a civilian. The only way we would be to infiltrate is with Jensen, but we haven’t found time to do so. He keeps himself on a tight schedule.”

Harry Hart sighed. “This is unfortunate. The tracker Captain Jensen had placed did allow us to investigate deeper into his computer remotely.” Jake nodded, knowing that they would be looking to maintain his cover. “But any personal searches he is doing are on people in your office.”

“Specifically?” Jake prompted.

“Well, you for one, Captain. But also, the CEO of the company, a Mr., Michael Anderson, Miss Samantha Matthews...”

“Wait, he’s researching Sam?” Jake looked at Clay.

“Yes, he is.”

“Shit.”

Hart and Fowler share a glance. “We also got a flag on a purchase from a public weapons depot,” Nick said, frowning.

“Cougar has been tailing him for a while and we haven't observed him going to any kind of range,” Clay responded. He turned to Jake. “Where is Sam?”

“She went for a spa day. She left before I did.”

“Wait, are you saying that Jensen has a relationship with a civilian while undercover?” Nick asked in anger.

“It’s a good cover story, really,” Harry replied.

“It would also explain this.” Nick showed the email he had just received to the team. It was intercepted to the email Jake was using for work that allowed the CIA to read through as well. It was a simple message.

I guess you can’t protect your princess after all.

Attached was a photograph of Sam from that morning.

Jake pulled out his phone to check the cameras. He scrolled through the cameras and saw something on the front door and zoomed in. “Guys, it looks like someone with a gun is across the street from my home.” He zoomed out and to his horror, Sam’s car pulled into the driveway. “Oh fuck! No! No! No!” He dialed her cell as she entered the home.

“Hi JJ! You almost home?”

“Baby, I need you to get in the panic room right now. Get all the way into the second compartment.”

“Jake...”

“Just go Samantha! Now!”

“Ok, I just don’t...” those were the last words as she screams and shots could be heard.

“Sam! Samantha!” The line went dead as Jake yelled on the phone. He went back to the cameras and saw smoke all around. He saw a masked figure enter the house and look around. As the man spotted the living room camera, he whipped off his mask and smiled before shooting out the camera.

John Fitzgerald was in their home.

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Hopefully Wednesday!