A/N: Sorry I've taken so long to update this, I've been very busy with long overdue coursework that still isn't done, whoops! Anyway, you guys can thank Abi, for nagging me to update, I swear I wouldn't be now if she hadn't!

Just a nice happy chapter for you, again. Aw, Jam happiness is bliss, isn't it?!

Chapter 42:

"Seven weeks today."

"What? No, we can't, it's so soon. We need catering, and a reception venue, and dresses, and, oh my god, we're gonna end up with pineapple and cheese on sticks, aren't we?"

"Okay, I've got a mate in the catering business that owes me a favour, I'm sure I can persuade him to do it, and I'm sure he'll come up with something better than pineapple and cheese on sticks! I don't care if we have our reception in the middle of CID, as long as I'm with you." On seeing Sam's panicked expression she added, "But obviously that won't happen, we'll find somewhere. And I don't care what I'm wearing, as long as I'm with you."

"I don't know. It's just so, so soon. It all seems a bit like…"

"It's alright, we can cancel it. It was just that the next booking wasn't for nineteen months, but it's fine, we'll get that one instead."

"No, no. It's good. I mean, who cares if not everything's perfect. It's the fact that we're together that's important, right?" Sam reassured herself, a hesitant smile on her face.

"Right. But if it's not what you want. I mean, I honestly don't mind waiting. I just want you to be happy."

Sam nodded confidently, her mind clearing slightly. "And I will be. In seven weeks time when I become your wife. You'll be happy too, right?" The blonde asked uncertainly, having been so wrapped up in her own thoughts about it that she hadn't checked Jo was completely happy.

'Yeah. As long as you're happy, Sam, I'm happy."

"Same here."

"Good, well then, come here…" She instructed, holding her arms out towards the blonde, Sam willingly allowing herself to be engulfed in a hug from her fiancée.

'I love you, Sam.' Jo whispered in the blonde's ear. 'I know I probably don't say it enough, but don't ever doubt I do.'

'I know you do, Jo, and I love you too.' Sam relied, placing a kiss on Jo's lips. Sam pulled back, staring into Jo'd eyes, lost in her thoughts. After a few seconds of standing like that, Sam broke the silence. 'Are we gonna stay here?'

'Well, we could go down to the living room if you like.' Jo replied, confused.

'No, I mean this house, when we get married. I mean, it's traditional to get a place of your own when you do.'

'Oh. Well, do you want to?' Jo asked hesitantly, not having expected this conversation to ever come, she had been pretty confident that Sam would want to stay with her daughter and grandson.

'I don't know. I mean, I love living with here with Abi and Jack, but sometimes I can't help but feel we could do with a little more privacy. What do you think?' Sam admitted, not really sure what she wanted deep down.

'I think that yes, some more privacy might be nice sometimes, but I think Abi needs you at the moment.'

'I'm sure she'd cope.'

'Yes, I'm sure she would, but she likes having you around to help with Jack, so that you can see him grow up as she does. It wouldn't be the same if they weren't living with us, you know it wouldn't.'

'Yeah, but, well maybe she'd like some privacy sometimes, too. Maybe she'd prefer it if I wasn't so involved in bringing up Jack.'

'No, no she wouldn't want that.' Jo said, shaking her head. 'She may well want a bit more privacy sometimes, and maybe that's something the three of us could think about, but she loves having you around to help bring up Jack, anyone can see that. Maybe in a few years time, then yes, this is something we should think about, maybe even sooner, but right now I think Abi needs you around, and you need her around too.'

'You're right, you're always right.' Sam replied with a giggle, then straightened out her face, 'But is this what you want?'

'Yes, Sam, I want to be with you, I want you to be happy. And I love Abi and Jack, you know that. It's great having them around here.'

'You sure?'

'Yes, I'm sure.' Jo responded with a grin, tapping Sam's nose with her index finger. 'Now, Ms Nixon, I think you should tell Abi what's happening in seven weeks time, because I just heard her come through the front door and I'm sure she'd want to know.'

'Come tell her with me?' Sam asked, taking Jo's hand.

'Okay.' Jo responded with a smile, following the blonde down the stairs.