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Waiter: *gives them menus and drink menus, then heads off*

Sam: So... this was a great last day. :)

Sarah: *nods in agreement* Sure was... I'm glad we came here. Thank you. <:)

Sam: Well, thank you for marrying me and being generally awesome. Thank you for loving me like I love you. Thank you for all of that and then some. X3

Sarah: Hah... I can say the same for you. You really outdid me on that one. XD

Sam: Didn't mean to - just telling it like it is. XP

Sarah: Well, I appreciate it. <:)

Sam: And I appreciate you... <3

*after the dinner, they head back to the hotel room*

Sam: *takes off his jacket and shirt, getting ready for bed* Leaving tomorrow... can you believe it? This trip happened so QUICKLY...

Sarah: *takes off her jacket and hangs it up* No, I really can't... honestly, I wish it had been longer... Not that I didn't enjoy it. <:P

Sam: It's the most fun I've had in a very long time. Not counting the day of our wedding of course. XP

Sarah: Then... how about we add a bit MORE fun, hm? :3 *unbuttons her shirt*

Sam: ... I don't know, Sarah... I mean, after last time... well, we don't even have any condoms, do we?

Sarah: Not so, dear Sam. *opens a drawer, and pulls out a box, grinning widely* I thought ahead. ;3

Sam: *he grins widely* I like how you think. *quickly starts unbuttoning his pants, tossing them aside* You know how to please a guy. X3

Sarah: I try. :P *tosses him the box, and finishes unbuttoning her shirt, tossing that aside as well*

Sam: *he catches the box, then puts it aside - he needs to be turned on first, or else the condom will be much more difficult to put on. He walks over to Sarah and kisses her passionately*

Sarah: *kisses him back with just as much energy, running her hands all over his body* Mmm...

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Sam: *he continues to kiss her, then he nuzzles her, feeling happy. Feeling warm. Feeling everything - what EVERYTHING is to him*

Sarah: *nuzzles him back just as affectionately. Todd had been right. He really WAS all she needed... and she didn't mind it one bit*

*they stick around for most of the day, only coming down when the sun starts to set. The view is simply too beautiful to leave. They go back down and take a taxi to find a good place to eat dinner. They find "Le Cuisinier Petit", a moderately expensive looking traditional French restaurant*

Sam: A nice way to end the day. :)

Sarah: *sighs happily* Yep... *enters the restaurant with him*

Sam: *waits at the front with Sarah*

Waiter: Bonjour.

Sam: Ah - <I do not speak French.> *points to Sarah* <She does not speak French. Do you speak English?>

Waiter: Yes, it is required. Do you have a reservation?

Sam: No.

Waiter: The wait will be thirty minutes.

Sam: Alright, thank you. :)

Sarah: *sits down in the waiting area with Sam. she's quite pleased with how things are going, MORE than pleased*

Sam: *twists the ring on his finger. He rests his head on Sarah's shoulder, smiling happily*

Sarah: *smiles, and puts an arm around him, combing her fingers through his hair, resting her head against his* Tired?

Sam: *his smile widens a little* A bit. Still got enough energy to have a nice dinner with you, though...

Sarah: Yay. <3 *kisses the top of his head, and nuzzles him*

Sam: *he nuzzles her back* Heh... still can't believe you're my WIFE...

Sarah: Heh... well, you'd better start believing it, 'cuz you're stuck with me. :P

Sam: You make it sound like it's a BAD thing... should I be worried? XP

Sarah: Pshhh, nooo. :P *kisses his cheek* You don't need to worry about me.

Sam: I didn't think so. XP *nuzzles her some more*

Sarah: *keeps combing through his hair, nuzzling him, kissing his cheek occasionally. she would never get tired of this*

Waiter: A table is ready.

Sam: Mmmoh good. *he stands up* C'mon, Sarah. :)

Sarah: :) *stands up, and follows after the waiter with Sam, sitting at the table he leads them to*

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Sam: Well, now we're here, in line for the lift. ;P

Sarah: I KNOW...! X3

Sam: *he grins, getting a bit excited himself. They step a bit closer in line. Sam holds Sarah's hand, squeezing it*

Sarah: *squeezes it back, anxious for them to get to the end of the line already* X3

*it takes a while, but they finally manage to get on the lift, going up*

Sam: *looks at Sarah with a grin as they go up*

Sarah: *manages to keep herself from bouncing up and down while they go up the elevator*

*they finally arrive at the top*

Sam: *steps out and looks all about Paris - all clear from where he and Sarah stand* ... Holy crap...

Sarah: ohhhhh my god. *steps as close to the edge as she can, hands on the railing, looking over the city* Woooooooooooow.... :D

Sam: *puts an arm around her, looking out, taking in every inch of the view he can* ... Pretty crazy...

Sarah: *returns the gesture, admiring the view with wide eyes* noooo kidding...

Sam: ... I could just stay up here forever... Just... looking at it all...

Sarah: There's a lot to see... I mean... even if you LIVE here, I doubt you'd be able to see it all...

Sam: ... Yeah... *he kisses her cheek* ... So... a good way to end our honeymoon?

Sarah: *rests her head against his shoulder, sighing happily* Yep... definitely...

Sam: *runs his fingers through her hair, staring out, out, into the city, not feeling time pass*

Sarah: *can't think of anywhere else she'd rather be--there, on top of the world with Sam... suddenly, even the city itself felt small* ...I love you, Sam...

Sam: *he smiles at her warmly* ... I love you too, Sarah... *he kisses her*

Sarah: *kisses him back, feeling warm even with the breeze. she was happy*

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Sam: Good morning... how would you like to go see the Eiffel Tower today?

Sarah: *her eyes light up* I'd LOVE to go see the Eiffel Tower today. :D

Sam: I'm guessing this is a rather huge interest of yours? :3

Sarah: I've wanted to see the Eiffel Tower since i was a KID. :D

Sam: Well, then it's a perfect way to end our honeymoon. ;D

Sarah: *fidgets excitedly* Eeee... *kisses Sam on the cheek, then gets out of bed, quite eager to get moving*

Sam: *laughs a bit at Sarah's enthusiasm, though he doesn't blame her. He gets dressed at his own pace*

Sarah: *is ready much earlier than Sam is, and she waits as patiently as she can* X)

Sam: *finishes getting ready. He opens the door for Sarah* Shall we?

Sarah: Yes, please. :D *walks out of the room, and heads downstairs with Sam, obviously quite excited*

Sam: *is happy to see her so excited. He smiles widely, absorbing her happiness like a sponge. They walk out together, out of the hotel, and to a bus. They ride to the Eiffel Tower*

Sarah: *looks out of the window of the bus, grinning widely* I hope the lift's open this time of year...

Sam: Even if we have to take the stairs, I'm willing to go up with you. ^^

Sarah: Thank you. <3 *waits for the bus ride to end*

*they eventually arrive at the Eiffel Tower*

Sam: I think the lift works! :D

Sarah: ohmygoshthatmeansthatweshouldgouptherelikerightnow. *grabs Sam by the wrist and pulls him over to the ticket booth, where she excitedly buys two, then drags Sam over to the line in front of the lift* :D

Sam: *he laughs again at this* I never realized this was something you really wanted to do until today. XD

Sarah: Well, I never really thought about it after we came back home... y'know, after the first time we came here. I honestly thought we wouldn't get to go back. ^^;

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Sam: Yes... *he kisses her cheek* ... this is all beautiful... I'm having a great time with you, Sarah...

Sarah: *kisses him back, smiling* Same here... I'm glad we came here. <:)

Sam: Same here... everyone else's honeymoon is nothing compared to ours. X3

Sarah: *grins* Too true. Come on, we have a lot to look at. X)

*they spend the day in Versailles - with so much restored, it's like a completely new place. Then they're soon back on the bus, along with the tour group, back to Paris, another two-hour drive*

Sam: *sleeps on the bus, tired*

Sarah: *rests her head against his shoulder, trying to fall asleep. she pulls out the card and looks at it, flipping it over in her hands, smiling. so many good memories associated with that card...*

*when they arrive, it's around 9:00*

Sam: *slowly wakes up* Mmf... time t'get out... *he gets up and stumbles out of the bus with Sarah*

Sarah: *goes up to their hotel room with him, and shuts the door behind them* ...heh... fun day...

Sam: I know, right? I'm exhausted, and I was sleeping on the bus ride. Shall we go to bed? XP

Sarah: Yes, we shall. <:P *gets into bed with a tired sigh, her eyes starting to droop closed as soon as her head hits the pillow--she was more tired than she thought*

Sam: *he crawls into bed after her. Under the covers it doesn't take long for him to be out like a light*

Sarah: *manages to snuggle against him before she finally drifts off*

The Next Morning

Sam: *wakes up knowing this is his and Sarah's last day in Paris - they have to do something special. Something to end the trip with a bang. But What?*

Sarah: *is still fast asleep, snuggled next to him* ... <3

Sam: *realizes that they've gone to Paris and never once visited the Eiffel Tower. Well! That's the obvious thing to do on the last day in France, Sam thinks. He snuggles against Sarah*

Sarah: *smiles, and snuggles closer, appreciating the warmth* <33

Sam: *he grins at this, happy to make Sarah happy. He kisses her forehead*

Sarah: *smiles a bit more widely, waking up. she nuzzles him* Mm... good morning...

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Sam: ... And so many layers of dust, too... heh, I feel old...

Sarah: It WAS a long time ago...

Sam: ... Good memories come from this card... playing Uno, all together, except for your dad, who'd be the cheerleader... just... that warmth in the middle of an infected land...

Sarah: Mhmm... you'd think it'd be impossible to find in a place like that...

Sam: ... And here we are, back again, and it's still warm... everywhere is warm, now...

Sarah: Sure is... *wipes some of the dirt off the card with her thumb, smiling when she sees that it's still in good condition under the layer of dust. she fans the card back and forth to try to shake off some more of the dust, and puts it in her bag when she deems it clean enough* We should probably get going, before we find out we're not supposed to be in here the hard way. :P

Sam: Right. :P *walks out with Sarah, carefully closing the door behind him* Where to next?

Sarah: Hm... *looks to the left* Your room was down the hall that way... Oh, we could always go look at the gardens, too. :D

Sam: Eheh... enough trespassing - let's go see those gardens. ^^;

Sarah: Awesome. ^^ They were... this way. *takes Sam's hand, and pulls him along to where she remembers the entrance to the gardens being. she hopes they hadn't moved it*

Gardens: *are fully restored and beautiful, flooding with colorful flowers*

Sam: Oh my gosh... <:D

Sarah: Wow... just... WOW... I... I can't even think of anything else to say...

Sam: ... And... and before... there was NOTHING...

Sarah: I KNOW... come on, we have to look around in here... *still holding his hand, she enters the gardens, looking around in awe*

Sam: ... Can't believe we were attacked by a tank here...

Sarah: You wouldn't think it'd happen here... man, how things've changed...

Sam: I know... at least they've changed for the better, though.

Sarah: Yep... And everything's all beautiful now. heh...

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Sam: You wanna go visit Versailles? It's a bit of a drive, but...

Sarah: We could... *gets out of bed, and starts getting dressed* It'd certainly be interesting, revisiting all those memories...

Sam: Do you think Versailles was also restored? It'll be so different if it is...

Sarah: *finishes getting dressed* I'm sure it has... I don't think they'd let a place like that crumble to dust. :/

Sam: True... well, it'll still be nice to visit. For both the good memories and the bad. *he opens the door for Sarah*

Sarah: *walks out, waiting for him in the hall* Amen to that...

*they walk out and take a bus headed to Versailles for tours. The entire trip to Versailles takes two long hours, but when they arrive, the view is magnificent*

Sam: *had never seen the outside of Versailles from so far away, and he can't help but stare in amazement* ... h'oh shoot... we stayed in THERE for a few years...

Sarah: *also stares* that we did... wow... *looks at Sam, grinning excitedly* Come on then, let's go down there!

Sam: *grins back at her* You don't have to tell me twice! :D

*they head over to the massive building, entering it. It's not as crowded or jammed with people as one may expect, but then again, not many people would care to go to France in the beginnings of Fall, and the residents of Paris have most likely seen Versailles enough times to be tired of visiting*

Sam: ... It looks... WAY better...

Sarah: *looking around in awe* No kidding... I wonder if we'll even be able to RECOGNIZE anything...

Sam: ... ... Do you remember our room numbers? I know it's silly to ask, but...

Sarah: Um... I think... I think mine was like... 413... or something like that. I'll know it when I see it. D;

Sam: Alright... let's check it out. XD;

*they go, wander until they reach room 413*

Sam: So is this it?

Sarah: ...Yeah... yeah, this is definitely it. *looks around, trying to remember what the hallway looked like before* ...It's REALLY different...

Sam: ... It's really fixed-up... do you think we're allowed to enter the rooms...?

Sarah: I have no clue... it's not cordoned off like some of the other ones are... *glances around to make sure no one was looking, and very quietly turns the handle, slowly opening the door*

Room: *is restored like the rest of the palace is - except for a single missed Uno card poking out slightly from under the bed*

Sam: *he spots it and can't help but grin widely*

Sarah: ? *follows his gaze, and is rather surprised to see the card there. she leans down and picks it up, smiling, recalling fond memories of the two of them playing Uno while their parents went out to cure the infected* ...heh... who've thought this would still be here...

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Sam: *sighs in both relief and disappointment* Well then... thank god for THAT... do you, uh... wanna go do something today?

Sarah: Yeah, sure, now that this mini-panic is over with... *tosses the test into the trash*

Sam: Wanna go see a French movie? :P We might not be able to understand it, but surly it'll still be entertaining to watch.

Sarah: I think that would actually be SUPER interesting. :D

Sam: Haha, okay, let's go. ;D *gets up and opens the door for her*

Sarah: Thaaank you sir. *heads out, and waits for him in the hallway*

Sam: *heads out with Sarah, in a rather okay mood. He feels fine about the results. Having a kid can wait*

*much later, that night*

Claire: *is getting ready to go to bed*

Harry: *is already in bed. He feels like something very, very bad is going to happen. He looks over at Claire* ... I love you, Claire...

Claire: *looks over at him, confused* ...? *gets into bed next to him* I love you too, Harry...

Harry: *he nods* ... Okay... just... just wanted to say that... *he gets comfortable in bed, laying down flat on his back. He closes his eyes. It doesn't take long for him to drift off to sleep*

Claire: *snuggles against him, putting an arm over him, smiling at how much cooler he felt than before. she was so glad he was doing better... she falls asleep quickly*

The Next Morning

Harry: *he has placed his hand on top of hers the night before, though his body is cold - cooled down from after the fever came back at full strength overnight and killed him. And so there he lies, motionless, looking almost asleep*

Claire: *wakes up, and doesn't move, thinking Harry is asleep. she doesn't want to be rude and wake him up... though after a few moments, she notices how cold he was... a bit TOO cold* ...Harry? *leans up and nuzzles him, hoping that will wake him up* ...Harry... it's time to get up... *sits up, worried. she very lightly shakes his shoulder* Harry... th-this isn't funny... *puts a hand on his forehead--she did NOT like how cold he was. Fear starts to sink in. she leans in closer, listening for breathing--nothing. she puts two fingers to his neck, checking for a pulse--nothing. Her fear turns to panic* Oh god no... no... no no no... *tears start to well up in her eyes. she refuses to believe it. she refuses to believe that Harry was dead. It was impossible, it couldn't happen, he was getting BETTER, He COULDN'T DIE, not NOW--* Please, Harry, wake up... please, god, wake up... *puts her ear to his chest, PRAYING she would hear something, but there was nothing to be heard. she knew she couldn't do anything for him, not anymore. He could have... he could have been gone for hours... the tears flow freely now, her voice barely above a whisper* ...please... please...please god no... *soon, her grief was so much that she couldn't even form words. she could only stare. she could only stare, and cry, knowing there was no way... no way she would ever be able to see him again. her love was gone.*

Harry: *dead, dead and never coming back. He had been right to predict something wrong happening - he was right, and now he is dead, his hand still on top of Claire's, his last words a declaration of his love for her*

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Sam: *wakes up stretching, finding the day before to be rather exhausting*

Claire: *can only continue to cry. she leans down and rests her head against his chest, sobbing, mourning, willing him to come back to life while at the same time knowing that this was impossible. he was gone...*

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Sarah: *shifts around when he moves, mumbling incoherently. she was tired as well*

Sam: *he kisses Sarah on the cheek, then gets up and gets dressed. They had two more days in Paris. Two more days and then back to home*

Sarah: *finally wakes up* Mnhh... Good morning... *sits up and stretches* Mmm... what are we doing today?

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Sam: We will. Bye, Mom. :) *he ends the call, putting his phone away. Then he gets up and paces the room, waiting for Sarah to come back*

Sarah: *comes in a few moments later* Thank goodness for the convenience store across the street. *pulls out a thin box* I guess I'll, um... be right back. D;

Sam: ... Oh - r-right, you just... um... good luck? D:

Sarah: *laughs nervously, then goes into the bathroom*

Sam: *crosses his fingers, mumbling pleas, begging for whatever god that may exist to let Sarah not be pregnant, all the while a nagging smaller part of him secretly hopes for her to be pregnant*

Sarah: *comes back out after a few moments* Okay, it takes a bit of time to work, so... we'll have to wait... *sits down on the edge of the bed with a sigh* jeez...

Sam: ... I'm... I'm fine if you're pregnant, you know... I'm okay with the idea of having a child this early...

Sarah: *is a bit surprised by this* R-Really?

Sam: Yeah... *he smiles* I'm totally okay with it.

Sarah: ...Wow, alright, totally wasn't expecting that. I guess we'll find out in a few minutes...

Sam: I guess so... if you aren't pregnant, we can always just wait like we planned... but I'm still okay with just jumping into it. Also, uh, in other news, apparently my dad is way WAY better. Like, he's eating now, his temperature dropped, and he even managed to get down the stairs. :)

Sarah: Oh wow, that's GREAT news! :D I'm glad to hear it. ^^

Sam: *his smile widens* ... It's nice to know he'll live longer... hopefully long enough to see his grandchildren...

Sarah: Especially if we only have to wait another nine months... be right back, it should be done now... *goes back into the bathroom to grab it*

Sam: *waits for Sarah, tapping his foot in immediate impatience, anxiousness shimmering in his eyes* ...

Sarah: *comes back out of the bathroom, looking slightly relieved* Looks like we'll be able to wait a little bit longer. *holds up the test--it clearly read as "negative"*

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Sam: Mnngh... okay... I'll... I'll wait here, okay? Maybe call my mom and see how things are going with Dad......

Sarah: Alrighty... I'll be back soon. <:/ *grabs a jacket, and heads out*

Sam: Bye! <:/ *he waits for a bit, sitting on the bed, thinking things over. Then he takes out his cell phone and dials his parents's home phone number*

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Harry: *asleep in his chair*

Claire: ? *goes to pick up the phone* Hello?

Sam: Hey, Mom... uh, I wanted to tell you two things - well, one's a question actually - but anyway, how's dad doing? Better? Worse? The same?

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Harry: *still asleep*

Claire: *looks over at Harry, smiling* He's actually doing a lot better now, his temperature's gone way down... He finally managed to get downstairs on his own yesterday, and he's actually eating now.

Sam: Holy crap, that's MORE than a lot better! :D Maybe this fever thing of his wasn't so bad after all - or maybe he's stronger than we thought - either way, I'm really happy to hear that he's way better now. <:D

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Harry: *shifts a bit in his sleep*

Claire: I'm glad he's doing better too... He's asleep right now... *notices him moving, and lowers her voice* So, how are you two doing? Having fun?

Sam: Ah... ahaha... uh, yup, lots of fun here. Uh, that's the other thing I wanted to talk to you about... uh... last night, Sarah and I did... certain things that you probably don't want to hear about, and uh... we didn't exactly... i-it was an accident, and Sarah went out to buy a pregnancy test... D:>

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Harry: *still asleep*

Claire: *wishes he could see her raised eyebrow* Uh oh. Should I start expecting a grandkid?

Sam: Uhhh not yet... I don't know... uh... but if Sarah IS pregnant, what should I do? D:

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Harry: *asleep*

Claire: Um, well, that depends on what Sarah wants to do... I know you probably think it's much too early to have a child, but I would advise you to keep it...

Sam: ... You're only saying that because you really, really want grandchildren... <:P

Claire: Yes, I really really DO want grandchildren. :P But anyway, that's not something for me to decide. If Sarah really is pregnant, then it's up to YOU two to talk about it.

Sam: Yeah, I know... jeez... this is... I'm mean, it's scary, but it's exciting... it's scary because I have no idea if we're even ready for a kid... but it's exciting because... well, a part of me really wants this...

Claire: *smiles knowingly* I know what you mean. Like I said, the decision's up to you and Sarah.

Sam: Yeah... uh... thanks for the advice... er - not-advice. Can you tell Dad I said "hi" whenever he wakes up?

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Harry: *asleep*

Claire: Of course I will. You two take care, alright?

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