Two updates in one day? I haven't done this since the Summer (:
Oh how I miss summer… Winter break starts December 18th though =D
Enjoy (:
"So where do we go now?" Sam asked as they got into a taxi heading into town after getting rings.
"A courthouse I guess?"
"Well this is traditional."
"Jules, I promise to you that we can have a real wedding when I get back. But right now—I just want to be able to have you as my wife."
She smiled and took his hand in hers, laying it on her belly. "Feel that?"
"It's kicking—." He mumbled, leaving his hand there as he kissed her cheek.
"To the courthouse." She giggled, placing a hand on top of his and leaning against him.
"Two witnesses?" Sam groaned, "Uh—Do you think my parents would let us elope?"
"Probably not—How about that guy John and the spaz one, uh, Steve?"
"That would work—." Sam signed off on the papers as they filled out their marriage licenses.
Within an hour—They were married.
"We—Just got—."
"Married?" Jules completed with a giggle. They were riding in the taxi over to the hotel she was staying at. It was already heading into late afternoon.
"I love you so much." Sam whispered, holding her left hand in his, admiring her ring they had chosen in about an hour.
"You are aware this is insane—arent you?"
He chuckled, "But right now—I'm happier than I have ever been in my entire life."
Jules smiled softly and kissed him, "Me too."
"So has Sarge replaced me yet?" Sam asked as he sat down on the bed in the hotel room. Jules shook her head and crawled next to him, "He said maybe for the last 6 months—but right now the team is just fine. I'm not leaving until I'm seven months pregnant—So he wont have to worry about me much."
"Seven months? Isnt that a little risky?"
Jules shrugged and rolled close to him, "I think I'll be fine—I'll just use non-led bullets and wear an extra vest under the gear vest."
"Maybe you should think about it Jules—I mean—If something were to happen to the baby I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing that you were out there when you could have been safer."
"Well I could say the same thing about you—." Jules whispered as she curled up close to him and kissed him lightly on the neck, "What if something were to happen to you in Afghanistan? You could easily be here—with me and the baby."
Sam shrugged slightly and wrapped his arms around her as he kissed her gently, "Well right now—I'm here—So lets make the best of our first night being married."
She giggled and pulled at his shirt, "You know the guys are gonna kill you—when they find out we're married."
"Again—Don't tell them where I am stationed."
She smiled as he pulled off his shirt and then hers—kissing each other passionately as they rolled across the bed.
Later that evening they both lied in bed after small-talk during dinner. "Sam?" Jules whispered as he held her closely.
"Hmm?"
"You wont make our son leave us to go into the military—will you?" She looked up to see Sam's reaction to hearing that he will have a son.
He smiled brightly, "No Sweetheart—He wont have to go into the military." He breathed in a whisper, smiling happier than ever as he kissed her forehead.
"Good—I don't think I could go through this again…Sam…Don't sign on for another deployment—Please—For me and the baby…he'll need his father."
Sam sighed and brushed Jules' bangs from her face before kissing her forehead. "Let's get some sleep—."
"Sam—!" Jules yelled as she immediately sat back up and turned on a lamp, "Are you telling me that you're gonna leave me and this baby all alone?"
"We could live up here while I work?"
Jules shook her head, "Sam—Seriously? I can't leave Toronto—I can't leave work, and no way will I work in the military."
"That's fine—I'll work, you take care of the baby."
"Now you know me well enough to know that I cant sit around a house all day—I'm going to work—at the SRU where I belong."
"Then we could live in Toronto and I'll just come up here when I have to work."
"Sam—Just—When you left you said this was the only time you would do this—You know how hard this is on me."
Sam sighed and reached his hand out for her, "Jules, This is what I was raised to do—I feel more in my element here."
Jules took a deep breath and bit her lip, "I understand that—And if this is what you want to do then be my guest. The day a bomb goes off, I'll be at home with a newborn baby, and two officers will be at my front door asking me if you're my husband—I'll be a widow with a baby—and you'll be dead, as in not there to raise your little boy, see him walk, learn to talk, learn to drive, or anything—You just cant do this to me Sam."
"Sweetheart—Nothing's going to happen to me."
"You don't know that, Sam! You don't!"
"Okay, okay—Jules—Let's not do this now. We just got married, and everything was going fine…Now can we please just get some sleep? Tomorrow when I go back at noon I'm going to be sure to get on the next flight back to Afghanistan. I need to be over there. I love you more than anything in the entire world—you and this baby, but I just need to get these last 6 months over with and I can be home with you."
"But you want to go back!?"
"We'll decide that once I get back from this term—okay?"
Jules smiled and crawled up next to him, "Do you know how excited I am to be your wife?"
"Hopefully as excited as I am to be your husband." He chuckled kissed her and wrapping his arms around her.
"Nice ring son." Sam's father called out as the two walked into his parent's house on the base.
Sam smiled and wrapped his arms tightly around Jules, "Thanks" He chuckled, his father walking over to pat him on the shoulder.
"What!? My baby is married and he didn't even invite me to the wedding?"
"I didn't think you guys would have approved." Sam laughed, "Anyways—we're going to have a real wedding after I finish up this term."
"I'm so excited for both of you." His mom hugged Jules and Sam in a huge hug.
"Thanks—Listen, Dad—when's the next flight back?"
"Tonight—why?"
Sam shrugged and tightened his hand on Jules', "I need to go back."
Jules sighed and nodded in agreement, "If it's what he wants—then let him."
Both of Sam's parents glanced at each other, his mother giving the unsure stare.
"Now Jules—Are you sure you're okay with this? You two can have a few more days together if you like." His mom informed.
"No—If he wants to go back, then I don't need to hold him here—let him go be where he's most comfortable."
His mom, Susan, looked over at her husband, "James? What do you think about this?"
"I—If this is what you want son, I can get you back over there tonight."
Sam nodded in thanks as he pulled Jules close to him.
"And Jules, sweetheart, you can stay in our home for as long as you would like, if you want to hang around here for a bit."
Jules smiled, "Thank you Mrs. Braddock."
Hours passed…When Sam began collecting his things to group up with the other soldiers heading back over, he knew it would be the last time he would see Jules pregnant, "I love you so much sweetheart—more than you'll ever know."
She smiled and pulled his hand to her belly, "He's kicking." She whispered as she then placed her lips on his.
"You be good for momma, you hear?" He mumbled as he rubbed her baby bump gently, "Be careful Jules—And I will too."
She nodded and kissed him again, "Deal."
"I better see you again in six months." She told him in a soft tone, fixing the color of his uniform. He smiled and fixed a piece of hair over her shoulder, "You will—And I'll call at least once a week—maybe even more if I can. And if you go into labor just call my mom and she'll be sure to get my dad to have an officer overseas get in touch with me. I'm so sorry I can be there—to hold your hand and be with you and the baby."
"I'll be fine Sammy—Listen, in one of those phone calls we have to figure out what the baby's name will be."
"Okay Sweetie—We will…I love you." He told her, watching the helicopter start up, the lights breaking the night sky. She breathed slightly as he kissed her deeply before lifting his bag over his shoulder and looking over for his mom to take her away from the tarmac.
"I love you too Sam." She said with a grin as his mother led her over to the side. Sam waved and smiled and shook his fathers hand before getting in the helicopter. "Be careful, Son." He told him in a fatherly tone. Sam nodded and saluted before the helicopter side closed.
Jules crossed her arms to withstand the fierce wind made by the helicopter as it slightly rose a few feet after a few more feet in the air. Just as Jules, Sam's mom and his dad were about to turn away, Jules looked up and waved at Sam through the helicopter window—only to be followed by a loud explosion and the feeling of asphalt beneath her face, and someone lying on top of her to protect her from the debris.
Dun, Dun, DUNNNN.
I decided to leave it with a cliffy…haven't done one of those in a while (:
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