Until I See Your Face Again || Sam & Ariel

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Of course he was upset that he was going to miss her entire pregnancy and the birth of their first child but Sam couldn’t stop smiling right now; even his cheeks were beginning to hurt. “I can’t believe it”, he told her, shaking his head slowly as he nervously licked the corner of his lips. “Thank God we decided on the two bedroom, right?”.

His brows rose and he let out a little laugh, sporting a different kind of smile now. “Leave it to Dean”, Sam looked away for a moment before looking back. “You have to record them, baby. I wanna be able to see what the hell they have to say. Mom’s probably gonna devour you”.

As soon as his bunk mate entered the picture, Sam already went straight into proud papa mode. “Nah, man. Everything’s great. More than great. Perfect.”, there was so much happiness flowing out of the soldier. “Ariel’s gonna be a mother in like seven months”. 

"I will, babe. I promise, I’ll record them and make Dean record the ultrasounds and you’ll be in the loop the whole time." She watched him, and nodded. "Yeah, I’m glad, too. I’m also glad that the second room is so close to ours."

Ariel laughed, and held up the ultrasound for Sam’s bunkmate to see. “Here you go, Charlie. You’re gonna be a father, too, Sam.” She watched Sam and his bunkmate talking, her hand on her stomach. “Your family and mine will be there the whole time.”

Charlie leaned in to look at the picture, and grinned. “Wow, that’s great! Congratulations, man. You’re gonna have even more to go home to.” He sat on the edge of his bunk. “You can’t be there for it, though.”


Until I See Your Face Again || Sam & Ariel

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It didn’t take long for the male’s heart to take off from his chest. “You… you’re pregnant?”, he asked, as if it weren’t totally obvious. Sam was in complete shock and he couldn’t rip his eyes off the ultrasound, the small little black circle in the picture that would become their baby. “Holy shit…”, his voice cracked as a few visible tears actually escaped his eyes. The male used the back of his hand to wipe them away as he looked back up at her picture.

"So you’re already like… what, two months?", he asked her, feeling his heartbeat in his throat right now. "Holy shit, Ari… you’re gonna have a baby", Sam repeated, sounding almost like a broken record as he ran his hands through his medium length hair. "We’re gonna be parents!", at this point, Sam was just trying to get used to all these different phrases and how they felt coming off his tongue. "You’re fucking pregnant". 

She smiled and laughed, setting the sheet down. “Two months, baby. You won’t be here for the baby being born, but you’ll be here for the rest of the baby’s life.” Ariel ran her fingers through her hair. “We’re gonna be parents.

"Dean was already here and he knows, but you’re second. He offered his services with helping with the pregnancy." Ariel said to Sam, watching him with a big grin on her face. "I haven’t told your parents. Or mine yet."

Charlie walked behind Sam, and slowed to a stop, before walking up behind him. “Dude, you alright? What happened?” He glanced between Sam and the screen, waving to Ariel. 


Say Goodbye to the American Dream // sam&ariel

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Sam always seemed to let Ariel run the show; he often felt awkward in his own skin when she wasn’t around so when she was, it was only obvious that he followed her lead and almost followed her around like a little lost puppy. It usually took a good dose of alcohol to get him to interact with other people and be bold about it; although, he hated drinking.

Casey grinned from ear to ear. “You look gorgeous! I’m so jealous!”, she let out a laugh. “You guys always outshine every one else on the block”, the blonde put her hand close to her own mouth like she was telling them a secret. Sam laughed lightly and shook his head. “Not me. It’s all her”. 

"Thank you, Casey." She placed a kiss on the blonde’s cheek and smiled. "You look absolutely gorgeous tonight as well. Your dress is amazing." She kept her free hand in Sam’s, knowing how uncomfortable he could get. She placed a kiss against his knuckles, 

Ariel said goodbye to Casey, and walked into the main room, looking around. “Huh. I like what they did with the walls in here, they’re much better than they were. Last year, they were an ugly green color.”


There is liquor all over my pegs and is becoming sticky.

I’m.being held hostage by my drunk sister.

Send help.

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Until I See Your Face Again || Sam & Ariel

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She grinned, but the smile faded a little bit as she thought. “I have something to talk to you about, Sam.” Her eyes studied hum, and it suddenly struck her what might just happen to them. Sam could get killed over there, or seriously injured. What would she do then?

"But, before I talk to you about this, you need to promise me something. You have to promise you won’t purposely injure yourself, or do something to get yourself sent home. Okay? You absolutely cannot." Ariel told him, her brow furrowing. "As a favor to me."

The solider allowed himself to sit on the edge of his cot, not really caring if it got sandy or not, today was laundry day anyways. “Is everything alright?”, he asked, feeling his palms already get a little bit sweaty. It wasn’t really like her to anticipate a situation like this so automatically Sam was trained to think that this was going to be bad news.

"Is everything alright?", he asked her, raising a hand as if to stop her. "If something is wrong with somebody back home or something terrible happened… just blurt it out, baby. I can’t really take the build up", he sighed looking back at her through the screen. "I’d do anything for you, Ari but faking an injury to get myself home early is something that’ll only get me thrown into prison", he told her with a light chuckle.

A smile spread on her lips, and she picked up the ultrasound. “Okay. You promised.” She held it up to the webcam, so he could see both her and the picture. “Behold, your future child.”

Her eyes studied him as she waited, a smile on her lips. She knew that he would get into trouble if he purposely got injured to come home. But, it might just seem like something that would happen.

"The doctor guessed that the baby was conceived the night before you left. I’m going in next week for a more extensive search."


Say Goodbye to the American Dream // sam&ariel

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"Oh, that’s just not true." She replied, a smile playing on her lips. Her fingers were linked through his, and she placed a kiss against his knuckles. She was trying to avoid the snow in her shoes, and was just barely making it. 

A grin touched at her lips, and she looked up at him. “That sounds like a fantastic plan.” she murmured, reaching the house that the party was at. “I sincerely hope they have champagne.” She looked up at Sam. “You ready?”

After witnessing the love of his life laying limp in a hospital bed for weeks at a time, the Winchester always felt the need to let her know that she was beautiful, even if she didn’t think so herself at the time. “I’ll carry you home”, he said in a low whisper, more of a mental note to himself.

His brows rose as he looked from the house back to his girlfriend. “Ari, it’s a Christmas party. Not New Year’s Eve”, Sam gave out a little laugh before he sighed. “I’m sure that Casey has a bottle of it hidden somewhere”. Casey and Rick, the couple that were throwing the party knew about Ariel’s past and over time, the two couples had managed to become somewhere between acquaintances and friends.

"It’s champagne, babe. Its not too uncommon." Ariel said to him, walking up the front walk. "You’re right, she probably does have some hidden somewhere. If it isn’t just out with all the refreshments."

Not hearing Sam, she knocked on the door and greeted Casey warmly when she opened the door. She hugged her and her husband, before stepping into the house and shedding her coat. Her hand was still linked with his, and her eyes met his briefly.


Until I See Your Face Again || Sam & Ariel

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Dean gave her a small wave as he exited the house, going right over to Melissa’s house. He wanted to actually listen to Ariel’s advice for once, seeing that she always seemed to have a way with being right about basically everything.

The 24 year old let out a small laugh as he looked back at her through the screen. His connect was surprisingly crystal clear; probably because he insisted on buying the super duper version of Skype before he was shipped over here. “Carlson decided to play a fuckin’ prank so we got to take a dirt bath. You’re a little bit more important to me than a shower”, he winked. 

She grinned, but the smile faded a little bit as she thought. “I have something to talk to you about, Sam.” Her eyes studied hum, and it suddenly struck her what might just happen to them. Sam could get killed over there, or seriously injured. What would she do then?

"But, before I talk to you about this, you need to promise me something. You have to promise you won’t purposely injure yourself, or do something to get yourself sent home. Okay? You absolutely cannot." Ariel told him, her brow furrowing. "As a favor to me."


Say Goodbye to the American Dream // sam&ariel

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A smirk managed to seep it’s way onto the male’s thin lips as he began to be pushed more towards the door. When Ariel wanted to do something, there really was no stopping her but Sam enjoyed that aspect of his girlfriend. He adored how spontaneous she could be at times and loved her creativity. “I love you more, always will”.

Sam let out a small sigh as he looked down at her, opening up the front door for her before they reached the snowy sidewalks and street. “I wanted to make you happy. The work can wait until tomorrow. I missed last year’s Christmas party and I know how much little things like that mean to you”, he shrugged before grinning at her compliment. “You can help me take if off later, Ariel”, he winked.

"Oh, that’s just not true." She replied, a smile playing on her lips. Her fingers were linked through his, and she placed a kiss against his knuckles. She was trying to avoid the snow in her shoes, and was just barely making it. 

A grin touched at her lips, and she looked up at him. “That sounds like a fantastic plan.” she murmured, reaching the house that the party was at. “I sincerely hope they have champagne.” She looked up at Sam. “You ready?”


Until I See Your Face Again || Sam & Ariel

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He couldn’t help but laugh at her reaction; it was perfect. “Easy there, girl. I don’t wanna give you something to think about tonight when you fall asleep”, he joked with her. Dean would never ever ever ever try something with Ariel. He respected the relationship his brother had with his fiancee and part of him envied it. The eldest wished that he had the confidence in himself to be in something like that. 

Dean rose his hands up, grabbing his beer off the counter top. “I know my signal!”, he winked at her before licking the corner of his lip though. “In all seriousness, if you need anything and don’t feel like dealin’ with our crazy mama bear, you have my number. Sammy won’t be able to deal with your cravings so, I’ll be more than happy to work something out”.

Sam had just gotten back into his bunks, covered in sand and a bit sweaty. One of the men thought it would be funny to sneak into their higher ranking officer’s room and mess it all up and since no one manned up to take the blame, they all paid with PT. He was always thrilled to see her messages. 

{Text: Mermaid <3} Just got back in. Nice timing. I can hook it up now.

"Of course. Thank you, Dean." Ariel said, shutting the door behind him as he left. She knew that Dean would always be there for her. With Sam gone, it was hard to get by. 

Ariel picked up her computer and curled her legs up underneath her. The ultrasound was laying on the couch next to her, and she opened up the Skype application on the laptop. She was nervous and scared to tell him, but excited as well. 

The feed opened up, and Ariel burst out laughing. “You look filthy!” She put her hand over her mouth. “Were you just rolling in the dust?”


Until I See Your Face Again || Sam & Ariel

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The male smirked at her first remark, not daring to comment on it. Dean knew perfectly well that Ariel would kick his ass if she needed to and he didn’t want to bring that upon himself so he skipped on to the next topic. “She was a nice lady…”, he quoted The Hangover and busted out in a laugh. “And… she had a way with her hands”. Ariel was becoming more like a little sister to him and he adored messing with her.

"Ariel, you’re engaged to be married. You’d probably be having kids with the Moose anyways, it shouldn’t really matter whether it comes before or after the wedding", he told her, almost impressed with his own words. "My mom is cake. My dad will probably cry and they’ll be a happy touchy feely mess together".

"Oh, Dean! I don’t wanna hear about your sex life!" Ariel groaned, rubbing her face. "I’m sure she had lovely hands. Doesn’t mean we gotta hear about what she did with those hands." She shook her head, smiling a little. Dean knew that she could kick his ass if she really wanted to, even being pregnant. 

She sighed. “Yeah, I know. I’ll tell him tonight, when I skype him.” She hopped down off the counter, and was silent for a second, before she spoke again. “I think I have to start figuring out all the prenatals the doctor gave me prescriptions for. Talk to you later?” Ariel said to him, raising her eyebrows. 

{Text: Moose :)} Sam, when can you get to Skype?


Say Goodbye to the American Dream // sam&ariel

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The male, dressed up in a suit, just as Ariel had previously requested from him had managed to shove a little black box into the top shelf of the hall closet that was placed right by the front door. He slipped it into an old box with all of his father’s things inside of it just seconds before he was joined by her. His eyes quickly shot to her as he stepped out of the closet door’s way, grinning instantly. “Ari… you look gorgeous”, he told her, pulling her in for a small kiss. Being in love with Ariel would have been an understatement. He had seen her at her worst and he wanted to give her his best… for the rest of his life. They were young and dumb and Sam couldn’t think of a better time to pop the question. Christmas Eve. If he could stand the ring burning a hole in their small  two bedroom duplex together, he would ask her on Christmas Eve. 

"But… since you’re so impatient. We shouldn’t waste anymore time here.", he teased her, holding out his hand to her. Sam was still in the process of obtaining his degree in law, determined to make a name for them. After Ariel overcame her battle with cancer, all he could think about was their future together and how much he didn’t ever want to let her slip away from him. 

She squeaked when he pulled her in, and smiled against his lips. She returned the kiss, her hands against his chest. “Oh, now you’re just trying to melt me down to let you off the hook. We’re about to be late.” Ariel kissed him again, hooking her fingers in his belt loops. “Mmmm I love you, Sam.” 

Ariel picked up the hem of her dress, and slipped her hand into his. “Why did you agree to go to this, anyway? I thought you had work to do.” They walked down the stairs and out the door, and she closed and locked the door behind her. “Not that I’m complaining. You look damn hot in a suit.” She smiled and leaned against him slightly as they walked, holding the hem of her dress up off the snow. 


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Say Goodbye to the American Dream // sam&ariel

"Sam! Come on, we gotta get going! The party is starting soon and we promised everyone we would be there!" Ariel shouted up the stairs, slipping her favorite earrings into her earlobes. There was a Christmas party down the street that a neighbor was hosting, and they had invited Sam and Ariel down. 

The young woman walked into their living room, humming quietly. Her hair was pinned over her shoulder, and tumbled down past her shoulder and reaching towards her waist. It was a formal party, so Ariel had donned a beautiful, dark purple dress that almost brushed the floor. She picked up her coat off the couch, and started up the stairs, towards the bedroom.

"Come on, Sam. We gotta get going." Ariel said to him, stepping inside the bedroom. She slipped her coat on over her dress, carefully avoiding her hair. Despite her slight irritation that it was taking so long for him to get ready, a smile touched at her lips at the sight of her boyfriend. They had been together for about two years now, and he had been there as she fought off cancer, just a year before. She had been able to fight it off after they surgically removed the majority of it, and she had been healthy ever since. 

"It’s gonna be Christmas eve again before you’re done." Ariel said to him, walking over and standing next to him. 

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