Disclaimer: Sam, Jo and Abi aren't mine. Jack Nixon is.
Can I quickly recommend a story for any JAM fans that also watch Bad Girls, it's called Incognito by Charmed Lassie. Thanks.
Chapter 15:
"I've never…denied being in love." Jo said, waiting to see Sam's hand appear at the bottle. When it didn't, she looked up, only to see her lover crashed out on the other side of the sofa. She smiled, 'I love you too sweetie." She said to the sleeping figure.
Abi had just caught what the brunette had said as she bundled through the door with Jack asleep in her arms, trying not to drop the takeaway.
Jo got up as quickly as she could, which, let's be honest, wasn't that quickly, and took the takeaway from the young woman's hand. "Hey Abi. Don't worry about her," She said, indicating towards Sam, "I'll wake her in a minute."
"Did you just say you love her?" Abi asked, not realising their relationship was quite that intense.
"Yeah."
Abi simply smiled at the brunette, who from revelation, sounded like she was going to be the new addition to the Nixon family. The young girl blissfully unaware Sam had also admitted her love to the woman.
"Sam, Sam, sweetie, wake up. Abi's back, she brought the Indian."
Sam reluctantly pulled herself out of the peaceful state she had previously been in. "Mmm, oh my head." The blonde clutched her forehead, "Why does my head hurt so much?"
"Because you drunk half a bottle of vodka, now get up, grubs ready." The brunette sounded as though she had no pity for the woman, although the caring tone she used told the blonde the opposite, that she cared very much.
"Okay, okay. Argh, do we have any aspirin?"
"From that question you've almost managed to make it sound like I live here. I dunno, do you have any aspirin?"
"Mmm, on the top shelf of the little cupboard next to the cooker." As Jo went to retrieve it, Sam contemplated what Jo had just said, "Abi?"
"Yeah mum."
"How would you feel if I asked Jo to move in?"
Abi, a little shocked at the question, stuttered to get her answer out, "Isn't it a bit soon?"
"How would you feel Abi?" Sam asked again, avoiding Abi's question as much as Abi was avoiding her mother's.
"She seems nice." Abi said with a smile.
Knowing that, from a daughter as evasive as herself, that was a green light, Sam prepared herself to ask her lover the same question, although she didn't have long as Jo came back in almost instantly.
"I'm gonna go put Jack to bed." Abi said, politely excusing herself so her mother could ask the question she was obviously dying to ask.
"Jo…" Sam begun, not being able to find the right words.
"Oh right yeah, sorry." Jo said whilst handing over the aspirin and water she had almost forgotten was in her hands, sensing there had been a slight tension between mother and daughter when she had entered the room.
"Jo… will you sit down a minute?"
Jo took a seat next to Sam on the sofa, "I get it, Abi doesn't like me here. It's alright, I'll go."
"What?" Sam was surprised by this, knowing Abi had been very welcoming towards Jo, "No, Abi doesn't mind you here. In fact, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Well, it might be too soon, y'know, and if it is, don't worry, I don't mind, that'd be fine, it was just an idea."
"Sam, stop giving me a tour of the area and tell me what might be too soon." Jo said bluntly, forcing Sam out of her stuttering.
"Sorry. What I was gonna say was…it's okay to say no, yeah?"
"Sam, just tell me."
"Would you, I mean, do you want, to move in?"
Jo was taken back at this question, convinced that her time in the Nixon household was coming to an end, not just beginning. "What about Abi?"
Sam didn't know whether to take that as a good sign or not; was she gonna say yes if Abi was fine? Or was she stalling, gonna keep coming up with questions until she found a get out clause?
"It's fine, you're not ready, I understand."
"Sam, stop being stubborn and answer my question."
"No, no she doesn't mind."
"Then yes, Samantha Lee Nixon, I would love you to."
Sam was convinced she had heard wrong, not believing Jo would actually want to live with her. "What?"
"Yes, yes I'll move in."
"Really?"
"Yes!" Jo laughed at her lover's disbelief, unable to comprehend Jo wanted to be with her.
Sam couldn't find the words for what she wanted to say, resorting to a tender hug to show the brunette how she felt.
Jo attempted to hug Sam, but was bound by her crutches. "Grrr, Oh the sooner I get rid of these things the better." Jo moaned, banging the sticks on the floor, becoming increasingly annoyed at the fact she couldn't even walk by herself, her ankle still showing no signs of healing, although that was unlikely, given the fact she had only had them for one day. A thought suddenly struck her, it was only yesterday that the pair had got together, and she had already accepted an invitation to live with her blonde DI. Things were moving quicker than any relationship she had ever been in before, hell things were probably moving quicker than any relationship ever before.
"Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"Wi… Don't worry, it's nothing."
Sam took no notice, wrapped up in her thoughts.
Jo decided maybe it was too soon to ask something that big, moving in is one thing, but, well that's in a whole different league.