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Happy birthday YB! I hope you love this fic as much as you love moms. This fic has been something I've been thinking about for a good nine months, but about a week ago I changed what it was going to be. So I hope it works ok!

Thanks to RD for helping out on the beta.

I don't own anything here. But I do have a mum of my own. Hands off YB.

He saw her standing on the side lines. He couldn't miss her. How could he? She didn't look like the other moms. Her jeans were a little tighter than the other women's, and he couldn't help but stare as she bent over to pick something up. She was laughing with another mom, her light auburn hair blowing in the wind slightly. She brushed it out of her face, and ran her hand through her hair, shaking it out slightly.

"Coach!" a kid yelled, snapping Jim from his gaze.

"Get back out there Sammy," Jim shouted back, trying to focus on the game. He managed all of twenty seconds looking at the pitch, before his attention was drawn back over to the small group of women. 

This time, another mom had joined the group, causing lots of shrieking and hugging. But he kept his eyes on her. She waited her turn, and then hugged the new woman, before returning her attention to the game. He watched her, watching the kids trying to kick the ball around the pitch, and couldn't help but drink in every detail about her. How she pulled her pink cardigan around her chest as the cool breeze picked up. The graphite grey travel mug that she sipped on, that he knew wasn't hers. The way that she cheered for any kid on their team that got the ball, even though she wasn't their mom. But when her kid, their kid, got the ball, it was a totally different story. 

"Kick Cece!" Pam screamed, clapping her hands together and jumping up and down. "Kick it! That's it! You're doing amazing! Go Cece!"

Jim knew he should be focusing on the team, or at the very least on his daughter as she kicked the ball, but he couldn't help but pull his attention back to her. She was nothing like he'd imagined the mother of his children would be. She was so much more. The way she cared for their kids unconditionally. How she would do anything for them. Their needs were already met before they even said a word. The love for their children just oozed out of her. He just couldn't stop staring at her, with her infectious smile and warmth just radiating out of her despite the cool weather.  

And it made him smile, just to watch her. 

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