All I Want is You - Part 33
Title: All I Want is You - Part 33
Author: xjekkix
Word Count: 808 words
Summary: What’s meant to be will be.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This is not real.
A/N: Beta’d by csifreak90
Ann tags along, crawling clumsily into the backseat of Samantha’s 2-door. She sits quietly the entire ride to the clinic while Charlotte briefs her twin sister about the afternoon’s events.
“Since when did you want to have a baby?” Charlotte asks as they pull up out front of the medical building.
Samantha smiles bashfully and shrugs. “A while. I just didn’t know it.”
She steps out of the car and tidies the dress against her thighs. She’s sure that she looks silly, walking up the stairs of a doctor’s office wearing a custom-made wedding dress and a pair of sneakers but it doesn’t faze her - she’s got babies on the brain.
As per her request, Charlotte and her mother wait patiently in the car. “I’ll only be a minute. If Lindsay calls, tell her we’re stuck in traffic or something. I want this to be a surprise.”
A while later, Samantha struts out of the building’s front door, her shoulders back and chest out proudly. She smiles, adjusting her dress again and sprinting across the street in her Supras.
“So….? How’d it go?” Ann asks, peaking her head out from the backseat.
“Perfect. I should be expectant by this time next month.”
And with that, she hops back into the driver’s seat and speeds off, Charlotte directing her to the undisclosed location of her wedding ceremony.
“Where are we going, exactly?” Samantha asks, carefully weaving in and out of traffic on the freeway.
“You’ll see. Just turn left up here. It’s not much further.”
Samantha wonders when she’ll see something she recognizes - anything she recognizes - to give her a hint. Charlotte assured her it was somewhere that had significance to her.
As soon as she sees the boardwalk, she knows this is the place. A plethora of memories rush back. She remembers walking here with Lindsay, her hands nervously tucked behind her. The girl’s copper hair shone in the sunset, her soft skin was sprinkled with freckles and the way her bright eyes squinted was irresistible.
It was long before that moment that Samantha knew she had fallen head over heels for the younger girl but the way Lindsay had looked into her eyes - as if she could see right through her - had sealed the deal. She knew the feeling was mutual.
She could see Charlotte grinning out of the corner of her eye as she parked her car crookedly across two spaces in a public lot. Her sister knew her better than anyone else in the world and this was proof.
“So, everyone will be seated and Dad will come get you when we’re ready, and Lindsay’s dad… Samantha, are you even listening?” Charlotte asked, following closely behind her twin sister across the sand-dusted pavement. She heard a sniffle and reached out for Samantha’s arm. The woman spun around and lowered her head, a tear sliding down her cheek. “Oh my god, come here…”
Samantha couldn’t help it. The moment was too much for her to bear - which meant the actual ceremony was going to be much worse. Charlotte embraced her tightly for a moment. “Go…go. You’ve got stuff to do. I’ll be fine,” Samantha insists, kissing her sister on the cheek and sending her on her way.
Her father, Laurence, approaches a few moments later, joined by her stepfather, Mick. She smiles, surprised and hugs each of them. It’s times like this that she appreciates her upbringing, and being taught the value of family. Only a celebration such as this could bring together her mother’s two ex-husbands.
“You look beautiful, dear,” Laurence says, taking Samantha by her left arm.
“Ready to rock’n’roll, kiddo?” Mick asks, taking Samantha’s right arm. She nods and swallows hard.
Meanwhile, Lindsay is fighting the urge to turn into a nervous wreck. Her father hasn’t shown up yet and she can’t reach Samantha on her cell phone. “Mom, what if she’s having second thoughts? And where is dad?”
Dina knows her daughter and how she worries over nothing. She also knows Samantha, and that despite her past treatment of Lindsay the woman loves her daughter very much. “She’ll be here. And your father is always late…”
Lindsay’s brother, Michael, interrupts. He is dressed in a tuxedo that makes his dark eyes shine handsomely. “Come on, sis. Let’s go.” He extends his arm to hers and smiles charmingly.
Lindsay keeps her head down as she walks along the sandy beach, both of her arms gripped tightly around Michael’s. She is proud of how all of her siblings have turned out in spite of their rocky childhood. “Thank you…” she whispers to him.
Samantha keeps her eyes on her Supras, for once not worried that they’ll get dirty. So they’ll get a bit of sand in them - no big deal, she thinks. What’s at the other end of the boardwalk is so worth it.
Author: xjekkix
Word Count: 808 words
Summary: What’s meant to be will be.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This is not real.
A/N: Beta’d by csifreak90
Ann tags along, crawling clumsily into the backseat of Samantha’s 2-door. She sits quietly the entire ride to the clinic while Charlotte briefs her twin sister about the afternoon’s events.
“Since when did you want to have a baby?” Charlotte asks as they pull up out front of the medical building.
Samantha smiles bashfully and shrugs. “A while. I just didn’t know it.”
She steps out of the car and tidies the dress against her thighs. She’s sure that she looks silly, walking up the stairs of a doctor’s office wearing a custom-made wedding dress and a pair of sneakers but it doesn’t faze her - she’s got babies on the brain.
As per her request, Charlotte and her mother wait patiently in the car. “I’ll only be a minute. If Lindsay calls, tell her we’re stuck in traffic or something. I want this to be a surprise.”
A while later, Samantha struts out of the building’s front door, her shoulders back and chest out proudly. She smiles, adjusting her dress again and sprinting across the street in her Supras.
“So….? How’d it go?” Ann asks, peaking her head out from the backseat.
“Perfect. I should be expectant by this time next month.”
And with that, she hops back into the driver’s seat and speeds off, Charlotte directing her to the undisclosed location of her wedding ceremony.
“Where are we going, exactly?” Samantha asks, carefully weaving in and out of traffic on the freeway.
“You’ll see. Just turn left up here. It’s not much further.”
Samantha wonders when she’ll see something she recognizes - anything she recognizes - to give her a hint. Charlotte assured her it was somewhere that had significance to her.
As soon as she sees the boardwalk, she knows this is the place. A plethora of memories rush back. She remembers walking here with Lindsay, her hands nervously tucked behind her. The girl’s copper hair shone in the sunset, her soft skin was sprinkled with freckles and the way her bright eyes squinted was irresistible.
It was long before that moment that Samantha knew she had fallen head over heels for the younger girl but the way Lindsay had looked into her eyes - as if she could see right through her - had sealed the deal. She knew the feeling was mutual.
She could see Charlotte grinning out of the corner of her eye as she parked her car crookedly across two spaces in a public lot. Her sister knew her better than anyone else in the world and this was proof.
“So, everyone will be seated and Dad will come get you when we’re ready, and Lindsay’s dad… Samantha, are you even listening?” Charlotte asked, following closely behind her twin sister across the sand-dusted pavement. She heard a sniffle and reached out for Samantha’s arm. The woman spun around and lowered her head, a tear sliding down her cheek. “Oh my god, come here…”
Samantha couldn’t help it. The moment was too much for her to bear - which meant the actual ceremony was going to be much worse. Charlotte embraced her tightly for a moment. “Go…go. You’ve got stuff to do. I’ll be fine,” Samantha insists, kissing her sister on the cheek and sending her on her way.
Her father, Laurence, approaches a few moments later, joined by her stepfather, Mick. She smiles, surprised and hugs each of them. It’s times like this that she appreciates her upbringing, and being taught the value of family. Only a celebration such as this could bring together her mother’s two ex-husbands.
“You look beautiful, dear,” Laurence says, taking Samantha by her left arm.
“Ready to rock’n’roll, kiddo?” Mick asks, taking Samantha’s right arm. She nods and swallows hard.
Meanwhile, Lindsay is fighting the urge to turn into a nervous wreck. Her father hasn’t shown up yet and she can’t reach Samantha on her cell phone. “Mom, what if she’s having second thoughts? And where is dad?”
Dina knows her daughter and how she worries over nothing. She also knows Samantha, and that despite her past treatment of Lindsay the woman loves her daughter very much. “She’ll be here. And your father is always late…”
Lindsay’s brother, Michael, interrupts. He is dressed in a tuxedo that makes his dark eyes shine handsomely. “Come on, sis. Let’s go.” He extends his arm to hers and smiles charmingly.
Lindsay keeps her head down as she walks along the sandy beach, both of her arms gripped tightly around Michael’s. She is proud of how all of her siblings have turned out in spite of their rocky childhood. “Thank you…” she whispers to him.
Samantha keeps her eyes on her Supras, for once not worried that they’ll get dirty. So they’ll get a bit of sand in them - no big deal, she thinks. What’s at the other end of the boardwalk is so worth it.