A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Nice happiness/flustered Sam and Jo for you, as always, if you like it, review it!
Sam lay stretched out on their bed, watching Jo dust the shelves, not willing to let Sam take over the housework.
"Are you sure you don't want to leave that 'til later?" Sam asked, trying to tempt Jo away from the mundane chores she seemed intent on completing.
"Why would I want to do it later?" Jo asked innocently.
"Because you could be having so much more fun with me."
"Like what?"
"I think you know what."
"Sam!" Jo sounded shocked, "How could you think of something like that? I'm two months pregnant!"
"That didn't stop you last night." Sam replied cheekily.
"Well, I've got morals now."
"Oh.' Sam paused for a second, frowning to herself before adding, "I much preferred you with no morals."
"Yeah, well, I'm gonna be a boring housewife from now on."
"Not yet you're not baby. Two days time and you can be a mundane housewife, doing all the cooking and cleaning, but until then, you are free, and I want to make the most of that." She rolled over, creating space on the bed for Jo, inviting the brunette to join her.
"Sam. Sam. Sam quick wake up. Sam." Jo shook the blonde lying next to her; alarmed at the time the clock was showing.
Sam reluctantly pulled herself out of sleep, quite happy to remain in that state for at least another hour. "What?"
"Sam, its twenty to twelve."
Sam was about to protest that it was still too early to get up, when she realised what that meant. "Shit. How can we sleep over today of all days?"
"Sam, we haven't just slept over, we have to be at the registry office in fifteen minutes. We're not gonna have time to do our make up or hair, Christ we're not even gonna have time to put our dresses on."
"Well sod it then."
"What, forget about the whole thing?" Jo asked.
"No. Of course not. Let's just shower, throw on some clothes and get going. I don't care how I look as long as I'm with you."
"Aw, that's the sweetest thing anyone's ever said."
"Jo, now really isn't the time for sentiment. Come on, we'll save time and share a shower if you hurry." Jo immediately jumped to her feet, suddenly feeling no stress at all.
"Oh hurry up." Jo moaned, standing in a pair of black jeans and a T-shirt, not worrying about how she looked, quickly straightening up her hair in the mirror while she waited for Sam. The blonde had insisted on quickly drying her hair, and was now only half dressed, wearing a pair of faded blue denim jeans, ripped on the knees, and a bra. She pulled out a big fluffy white roll-neck jumper, pulling it over her head and undoing all the work she had done on her hair, making it look positively scruffy. Jo decided it gave her a morning-after look, unusual for a wedding, but she had to admit, very sexy.
"All right, I'm done, happy?"
"Yeah, you look lovely."
"You too, you look gorgeous."
"Yeah right."
"You do. Now, come on, we're gonna be late."
Jo chased the blonde out of the door, both finding they had to run over to the car, not wanting to be too late. "I knew we should have gone to other people's houses last night, at least they would have woken us up."
"Look, hindsight is a great thing Jo, but it doesn't really help, now give me the keys."
Jo realised she had got in the passenger seat, although still holding the keys, preventing Sam from driving. "Oh, yeah, right." Jo said distractedly, handing the keys to the woman sitting next to her. Thinking about nothing more than becoming Sam's wife in a just half an hour's time.
Jo practically flew out of the car the moment they parked, attempting to get into the registry office as quickly as possible, shortly followed by Sam who had to lock the car before she could chase the brunette.
Jo found the right door and barged in, finding a packed room of people turn to face the two out of breath women standing there. They stood motionless for a couple of seconds before coming to their senses and walking down to the front, apologising profusely for their lateness.
Sam gently caressed Jo's lips with her own, their first kiss as a married couple. She broke apart only long enough to whisper, "I love you," before being attacked by all their friends surrounding them, all wanting to know why they chose to come in jeans.
After a quick explanation, they found they were on their way to the reception. Caught up in the excitement, Sam almost didn't hear her mobile ring, unaware it had still been in her jean pocket. Sam excused herself from the crowd in order to answer it, seeing Jo follow her.
"Samantha N…Masters?"
"What? Yes, same person, just got married. Stuart? Are you sure? Yeah, okay. Right. Thanks for telling me. Yeah, bye."
"What's happened?"