A/N: Hey! I'm back here's the next chapter of Secret Spam. I hope you're all enjoying it so far. I really like this story and statically it is my most popular story. Thanks you guys! Please continue to R&R.

"Waaaah! Waaaah! I want Mommy!" Ariel's shrieks echoed through the small apartment. Spencer was on his own though, Sam was out studying for her GED which was coming up this weekend.

"Ariel, shhh!" Spencer tried to console the little girl, but to no avail. "Ariel, Honey, you need to settle down." It had been several weeks since Sam had showed up at his doorstep with his two year old daughter. This past week Ariel had been somewhat under the weather and Sam was busy with work and studying. And Spencer was left alone with his little demon.

"Baby, if you take your medicine you'll feel better!" He was holding the squirming child in one arm and the medicine cup in another.

"No!" She shrieked as she violently shook her head.

"Spencer," Mrs. Benson came into their apartment, "What is going on? I can hear Ariel from my apartment."

Spencer was at his wit's end, "Ariel isn't feeling well but she won't take her medicine!"

"Here," Mrs. Benson took the medicine from Spencer and walked to the kitchen. Ariel had quieted down now that the medicine was gone. "Let me teach you a trick, leave Ariel over there." Spencer set her down on the couch with Monkey. "I used to do this with Freddie when he was sick." She took a sippy cup and filled it with juice and dumped the medicine in it, "She'll never know what hit her."

Spencer took the juice from her, amazed, "Ariel do you want some juice?"

She shook her head yes. Her tears stained cheeks and watery eyes broke Spencer's heart. He felt so helpless because he couldn't make her feel better

"You've gotta drink it all okay?" Spencer told her. She shook her head like she understood and continued to suck on the bottle.

"How long has she been sick?" Mrs. Benson asked.

"She's been complaining about not feeling well all week but last night she got a fever," He told her as Ariel climbed into his lap, "Sam stayed up with her all night... and now she's studying. It's just so hectic. I don't understand how she did this alone!"

"It's a lot of work but we manage," Mrs. Benson reached over a stroked Ariel's curly blonde hair. She was beginning to fall asleep. All that crying must have worn her out. Spencer was almost done with the nursery- just a few more finishing touches on the murals and then he and Sam would have to go buy furniture- but for now Ariel was sleeping in their room. "Maybe you should put her to bed. She looks like she could use a nap."

"No!" Ariel exclaimed, taking a break from sipping on her bottle.

"She can stay," He told Mrs. Benson, "I'll put her to bed when she falls asleep," he whispered. In that moment, Sam got home.

"Mommy!" Ariel scrambled to get out of her father's lap to embrace Sam.

"Oof!" Spencer exclaimed.

"Hi, Baby. Hello Mrs. Benson," She said only slightly confused. Marissa's presence in the apartment was becoming more and more frequent. That wasn't always a bad thing she had calmed down in the past few years but sometimes her crazy side still came out. "Hey, Spence," She kissed her boyfriend. They had officially put that label back on about a week ago, although, in their minds it had never really been gone.

Sam sat down next to Spencer and held Ariel in her lap, "How are you feeling Kitten?"

Ariel shrugged and Sam felt her head for a fever.

Sam frowned, "She's a little warm."

"There's M-E-D-I-C-I-N-E in her C-U-P," Spencer explained.

"It's mixed with her J-U-I-C-E," Mrs. Benson clarified, "I used to do that with Freddie when he was a baby."

"Oh, yeah I know that trick," Sam brushed Ariel's hair away from her face, "I think you could use a nap."

Ariel frowned, "No nap!"

"You need a nap. You're sick and tired," Sam got up with Ariel in her arms.

"Mommy! No nap!" Ariel protested.

"Yes nap. End of story," Sam and Ariel disappeared into Spencer's room. A few moments later she reappeared. "The second her head hit that pillow she was out," Sam informed Spencer and Mrs. Benson.

"What are your plans for the rest of the day?" Spencer asked Sam.

"I really need a break from studying…," Sam trailed off as she plopped down on the couch next to Spencer.

"What if we went shopping?" Spencer suggested. He was almost ready to get furniture into Ariel's room but they still needed furniture for her.

Sam looked at Spencer reluctantly. She really just wanted to be at home for a few hours but they really did need to look for furniture, "I guess that's ok. Mrs. Benson, would you mind staying here with her?"

"Not at all Sweetheart, you know that," Mrs. Benson chirped.

"Thank you so much," Spencer began to grab his wallet and keys, "We'll be back as soon as we can." Spencer wrapped his arm around Sam's shoulder and ushered her out the door.

They stopped at the elevator. Spencer looked down at Sam. She looked tired and slightly disheveled but to him she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He ran his fingers through her newly blonde hair.

Sam made a face, "Stop looking at me like that!"

"Like what?" He smiled gently never taking his eyes off her.

"Like… you love me," Sam scrunched up her nose.

"I do love you," Spencer whispered.

Ding

The elevator doors opened.

This wasn't the first time Spencer had ever told her that he loved her but for some reason this time was different. Maybe it was because it had been three years since she had heard him say it.

"I love you too," She whispered before stepping onto the elevator. Spencer leaned down as kissed her as the doors closed.