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Summary: a familiar face shows up on the Lennox's doorstep, five years later. Set after ROTF, Sam x Lennox slash. Don't like, don't read.
Rating: M
One Last Time
Chapter 11:
Sam awoke to the sound of his mobile phone ringing... somewhere. He unhooked Will's arms from around his waist and crawled to the other end of the bed, searching for his jeans, which were somewhere on the floor. He pulled his phone out of his jeans and answered it.
"Hello?" Sam mumbled.
"Sam! I can't believe I finally managed to get a hold of you!" Mikaela exclaimed very loudly down the phone.
"Oh, hey 'Kaela." Sam sighed, rubbing his eyes.
"Oh, sorry. Did I wake you?"
"Yeah... don't worry about it though." Sam said, sitting on the bed and crossing his legs. "So why did you call me?"
"Well, I thought you would be awake by now... but nevermind." Mikaela said. "We need to talk about the wedding."
"Oh yeah, how's it going?" Sam asked. Will stirred and sat up in bed, confused as to where Sam had gone. He spotted him sitting on the end of the bed and crawled over to Sam, sitting behind him. Will nuzzled Sam's neck, wrapping his arms around his waist.
"Well, the hotel want to charge us even more."
"Why?" Sam asked, trying to push Will away with one hand.
"Because we've booked the whole place, they're going on about a profit loss." Mikaela sighed.
"How much more do they want us to pay?" Sam asked.
"A thousand dollars."
"A thousand dollars?!" Sam exclaimed.
"Yep. Oh yeah, I was wondering if we should move the wedding forwards? I heard about Barcelona and that they got away... so you might be somewhere else in three months time." Mikaela explained. "So, before you get any more missions, should we move the wedding forwards to later this month?"
"Oh... erm..." Sam didn't know what to say. Will was not helping, catching Sam's ear lobe between his teeth and nipping at it. "Can I call you back later? Now is kind of a bad time..."
"Sure. Just make sure it isn't too late. I love you."
"Bye 'Kaela." Sam ended the call and turned to face Will. "Mikaela wants to move the wedding to the end of this month."
"So?"
"I... don't know if I even want to marry her anymore." Sam confessed.
"Do you still love her?" Will asked.
"Of course I still love her! But, then there's you..."
"Sam, I have a wife and daughter." Will sighed. "I'm not going to leave them to be with you."
"Do you think I should marry Mikaela?" Sam asked. Will got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. "Will?"
"Yes, I do." Will called from the bathroom.
"Why?"
"Because I want you to be happy."
"I'm happy with you." Sam protested, jumping off the bed and running after Will, who was just stepping into the shower.
"Sam, one day I'm going to go back home and cut all ties with this place. I'm going to play happy families and pretend none of this ever happened. I suggest you do the same." Will snapped, turning the shower on. Sam dropped his boxers and stepped out of them, joining Will in the shower.
"I thought you loved me." Sam insisted.
"I do love you..." Will sighed, turning the water temperature up. "But I'm not going to be here forever. I can't leave my family... I could never break Sarah's heart."
They finished washing in silence. Will stepped out of the shower, grabbing his towel and leaving Sam alone. Sam turned the shower off and also stepped out. Will was pushing the wardrobe away from the gaping hole in the wall. Sam smiled when he saw it.
"Graham?" Will called stepping through the hole. "Where are you? We need to get this wall fixed."
"I'm in bed..." Graham groaned, as Will burst his way into Graham's room. "For God's sake, Will... it's nine in the morning."
"I know," Will said, opening the curtains. "So we might as well get this wall fixed now."
"Uh... fine." Graham grumbled, crawling out of bed and pulling some clothes on. "The sooner the better I suppose."
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Sam went for a run whilst Will was fixing the wall with Graham. The shower he had just had seemed pretty pointless now, as he ran along the beach, kicking up sand behind him. He just needed time to think. Sam heard a car engine behind him as he stretched out his muscles, watching the waves crash on the shore. Bumblebee drove up beside Sam and transformed.
"Bumblebee! You're okay now!" Sam exclaimed.
"Yes, Ratchet has finished fixing me." Bumblebee leant down so that he was more level with the human.
"How's Chromia?" Sam asked.
"She's... getting better." Bumblebee replied. "Ratchet can't be too specific though."
"Ah." Sam said. The femme had been brutally attacked in Barcelona, but Sam didn't think it would take this long to get her fixed up.
"Something is bothering you."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Sam, I've known you long enough to see if something is wrong." Bumblebee insisted. "You know, you can tell me anything."
"I know, Bee." Sam sighed. "Mikaela wants to move the wedding forwards to the end of this month."
"Is that a problem?" Bumblebee asked.
"Well, I love her and everything... I'm just not sure."
"Sam, you and Mikaela have been together for seven years." Bumblebee said. "I think you two should get married. Don't leave it too late."
"Hmm."
"Besides, who else would have you."
"Thanks Bee." Sam grinned. "Do you feel like giving a lift back to the base."
"I thought you might ask that." Bumblebee changed back into the camaro and Sam climbed into the driver's seat. "It's just like old times."
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"Yes." Sam said, twiddling the phone cable around his fingers. "Move the wedding forwards."
"Really?" Mikaela asked.
"Yes." Sam repeated. "Morshower thinks it's a good idea, because I have no idea where I'll be in three months."
"Oh my God, I have to contact all of the guests!" Mikaela exclaimed. "Can you tell everyone at Diego Garcia? I'll tell everyone else, like your parents and friends."
"Yeah, of course I can." Sam smiled. "I'll tell Will... are you going to tell Sarah separately?"
"I probably should, to make sure she gets the message." Mikaela sounded amused. "You know what men are like sometimes."
"Oh yeah... men... vile creatures." Sam laughed. "I'll speak to you soon, okay?"
"Sure. Do you reckon you can get here in a week or so?"
"Yeah I'll manage it. I'll drag Will with me too... I'm going to ask him to be my best man."
"Okay. I love you."
"I love you too." Sam said hesitantly and hung up the phone. Will walked into the room.
"I didn't expect you back yet." Will observed.
"I spoke to Bumblebee." Sam stated. "And I said yes to Mikaela."
"Good." Will said. "I fixed the wall."
"I saw." Sam sighed. He shouldn't have told Will about the phone call. Now things were just awkward. "I need you to come to Hawaii with me in about a week."
"Why?"
"To help me sort out my wedding." Sam fidgeted. "I want you to be my best man."
"Is that really the best idea?" Will raised his eyebrows.
"Who else would I have?"
"I don't know..." Will sighed. "I guess so... just... I don't want to change your mind..."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't want you to leave Mikaela for me."
"I won't." Sam said, though he wasn't so sure.