Sam and Dylan- Casualty oneshots

Mistletoe Kisses

A small ficlet set at Christmas in S34 (Dec 2020). This is basically just some cute Sylan fluff because we all deserve happiness in the form of Sam and Dylan this Christmas.

A little bit of Sylan fluff set in a Christmas AU of S34 where Sam didn't die in 2018 and instead Sam and Dylan got back together

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She heaved herself out of her chair. It was getting late and she was exhausted. Though the day had been barely eventful, her body was still drained of its energy.

She laughed slightly as she rubbed her bump, there were only three more months to go. Next Christmas wouldn't be as quiet as this one. There would be toys and wrapping paper everywhere; it would be all about them. Sam couldn't wait.

She slowly walked across the room and was underneath the door when a voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Well, what have we got here?"

She turned to see Dylan, standing in front of her with a slight smirk on his face. The colour of his messy ginger hair appeared even brighter than usual in the glow of the Christmas lights hung throughout the room. His features were soft and only a few small creases beneath his eyes differed him from the grumpy registrar she'd fallen for as a student.

Though their original time together had ended roughly it had been just over two years ago that they had got back together. A reckless night at an RTC had left her in hospital. He had refused to leave her side for the four days she was unconscious, she knew because she'd heard every word he'd spoken during that time; stories of their past together, apologies for mistakes and promises for their future. When she woke it had all started from there.

He stood there smiling before his eyes moved to something above her head. Curious, she followed his gaze.

Mistletoe was hung from the doorway. A smile came to Sam's face as she sensed Dylan moving closer to her.

He slipped his arm around her waist and pulled her as close as he could. He leant forwards until their foreheads met. Sam closed her eyes wanting to savour this perfect moment.

His lips were warm as they met hers. The stubble on his chin tickled her face slightly and she chuckled slightly.

They moved together as one until they both grew breathless. Sam broke off the kiss and looked up at Dylan. He reached up and stroked her face, a small smile on his lips and his eyes filled with happiness.

His hand moved to atop her baby bump and he rubbed it gently, feeling each one their baby's little movements. Sam placed her hand atop of his and gazed into the deep blue eyes that she had fallen so hard for.

They stood in silence, the only sound being their breaths until Dylan spoke. His voice was uncharacteristically soft and made butterflies appear in Sam's stomach.

"Merry Christmas my darling."

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Word count- 443 words