By My Side - Sam/Aomaris Fanfiction

53) Happily Ever After

Sam and I decided to delay our human wedding for a few weeks after when we got home from the Abyssal Plains, conveniently landing on the anniversary of the day we first proclaimed our love for each other in front of Diana. We had to notify everyone of the new date, make sure everything was in order, and it was stressful beyond belief. I was mentally slapping myself for thinking so. I had been to a whole different plane of existence which was filled with demons, experienced the bloodiest war that plane had ever seen and lived to tell the tale. Not that I had anyone to tell said tale to, everyone who knew about demons had been a part of the war as well.

The day arrived quicker than I was prepared for and this time, Sam's brothers escorted me to the wedding, all of us slightly apprehensive after what had happened last time. Sam had once again left the mansion early, not wanting to see me in my dress. He had already seen me in it, but he wanted to make today as normal as possible, so he did it anyway. The incubi's partners were all at the venue already, but this time around, I didn't get to visit my grandfather. I would visit him after the ceremony instead, Sam joining me as my husband. We finally arrived and I was once again left in a little room by myself and told to wait for the alarm, but I was reassured that there was now a seal on the entire building, protecting it from any kind of magic.

The venue was set. The preparations were complete. The day had finally arrived and I had to believe it, but I could barely accept that this was really happening. I had never believed that anyone could love me enough to think about dating me, let alone marry me. I remembered the night Sam proposed to me. It was three years ago, that night, and for the two years before then, I'd had a horrible fear that one day, Sam was just going to up and leave me. He looked so hopeful but so scared when that engagement ring appeared on my finger. I noticed the relief in his eyes when I said yes.

I had often been teased by Sam's brothers over the years. They'd joked that I'd 'chained the monster' in reference to one of Sam's favourite songs and the song that Erik had played the night Sam proposed to me. While I knew Sam often thought of himself as a monster, I hated the idea that I was controlling that part of him. Yes, he was more of a brute demon than the rest of his brothers, but that didn't make him any less of a wonderful person. The monster part of the joke had, however, led to an inside joke between me and Sam, when I'd introduced him to the game Undertale and told him of my embarrassingly long crush on Sans. He'd been unnecessarily comforted by it, saying that if I could love a fictional and pixelated skeleton, I could love him. He wasn't wrong. Sam had become my everything and my love for him would never fade.

I stood in the room, unable to tear my eyes away from the mirror I was staring into. My engagement ring sparkled on my finger, my hair was wavy, the dress was making me anxious. I couldn't look away from it. I had seen myself in this dress before but it just seemed more unreal today, for some reason. The Flower of Lilith, my gift from Diana, was tucked safely behind my right ear. My Wolf Link cuff adorned my left wrist, dull but still gleaming metal. The veil was affixed to my head, the headband hidden in my deep galaxy hair. There was nothing else to be done except wait. I took a deep, fortifying breath as emotions threatened to overwhelm me. I hadn't been this terrified of the demon marriage ritual, why was I scared of a basic human wedding?! Maybe my fear was an illusion. Maybe my excitement was simply too strong so I needed something negative to combat it slightly.

"You've grown up waiting for this. It's only natural that you're scared." A voice said. I looked up, suddenly afraid. My reflection in the mirror wasn't mine. A certain succubus stared down at me from her lofty heights, pale purple taint covering her skin and her fiery red irises fixed upon me.
"Diana?! How in the fuck..." I couldn't finish. I was lost in wonder. "You are dead, aren't you? I didn't imagine that?" Diana chuckled, silencing me.
"I may no longer be of the living, darling... but I will always find a way to be there if you need me. Much like your old friend, Aelora."
"You know about Emily?" I asked. Diana nodded.
"I saw her not too long ago. You know, I'm not surprised you thought I was her when you first met me. She does rather look like me when I was her age."