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Chapter 20
Summary: Although they grew up in the same small town, Chris and Sam had both gone their separate ways a long time ago. Chris moved up to become a MLB star, one of the best in the business, while Sam stayed stuck in the same small town. But when multiple injuries ended the Red Sox prodigy’s career, he winds up back in the same small town he swore he’d never be back to. The past may not stay in the past any longer, as old wounds begin to creep back up.
Pairing: MLB!Chris Evans X OFC Samantha “Sam” Merrick
Word Count: 7,100
By: @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour
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Warnings: 18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI!
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It was dark by the time Chris was walking into the fancy building, greeting the doorman before trudging toward the elevator. A small yawn escaped him after he hit the button to take him up to the penthouse, ready to finally be home. It wasn’t that he hadn’t loved today, getting to finally broadcast a game but it had been a long day and he was ready to be with his girl. 
He’d had his first few broadcasts this week, and Sam had taken the train up to Boston after class so that she’d be here when he returned that evening, having planned to spend the weekend together, and he couldn’t hardly wait to see her after five long days apart. He quietly leaned up against the wall of the elevator, waiting quietly as the ding of each floor softly chimed until he finally reached the top floor. Chris stepped into the apartment, toeing off his sneakers and pulling off his jacket and hat, hanging them on the nearby hook. He was left in his socks, nice navy blue pants and white polo that Sammy had claimed was ‘illegally tight’ that morning when he’d sent her a quick picture earlier from the broadcast booth. But now he was finally home and nothing could have felt better… or so he thought. 
It was pretty quiet in the penthouse, the TV on softly, telling him Sammy must have been in the living room and he was about to call out to her to alert her to his presence, but what he saw made him keep his mouth shut. He found her lying on the couch, makeup free face that showed off her adorable freckles and her wild curly hair pulled up in a messy bun on the top of her head. She was dressed in one of his old Red Sox t-shirts, one that was faded and a little stretched out from all the years of use. Sammy was laying on her stomach, one hand propping her chin up while the other scrolled on the laptop sitting in front of her and because of her tall frame and the old t-shirt being bunched up from the cushions on the couch, it let Chris’ blue eyes see the bottom half of her backside completely bare to him, which only caused blood to start rushing south. 
He had missed her so much, wanting her tonight in every sense of the word, but seeing her barely clothed and laying so casually on his couch completely unaware of his presence was enough to make him ready to explode. 
“There’s my baby,” Chris murmured as he stepped further into the penthouse, dropping his bag near the kitchen. 
Sam jerked, her head spinning to look over her shoulder with wide eyes. Her hand landed on her chest, Chris smirking a bit at the knowledge that her heart was likely racing. “You just scared the shit out of me!” Sam told him sharply, sighing before a small smile spread across her lips. “I didn’t even hear you come in.” 
Chris smiled as he crossed the open living space, coming to stand at the opposite end of the oversized sectional. “I just got here.” 
Sam sat up, shutting her laptop with a click before she placed it on the coffee table. She turned her attention to Chris, a small excited look on her face as she said, “So tell me how it went today!” 
But his eyes were locked on the way the shirt still rode up, exposing the skin below her stomach. He gave a half-hearted shrug as she repeated her statement amusedly, informing her, “I’d much rather be doing something else with my mouth right about now.” 
Her lips pursed as her brows rose before her cheeks darkened and she shifted excitedly. Evidently the time spent apart had also worn on Sam the same way it had on Chris, filling them with an intense desire for each other, one that overwhelmed their systems. Little to nothing else had filled his mind on the drive back from the stadium other than getting to touch her finally, getting to feel her skin beneath his, and the thoughts had been on a repetitive cycle for the last several days. “Then you better get over here,” she finally murmured, laughing quietly. 
It didn’t take more than a second for him to be on the couch with his arms around her, crashing their lips together for the kiss they both were desperate for. He could feel the way her heart was pounding against his chest while his hands slipped under the t-shirt, rubbing up her bare back and pulling her impossibly closer against him. Chris felt completely drunk on the feeling of her tongue slipping into his mouth and the sound of her soft moans. They needed each other so badly and they could each feel every bit of that in the kiss. 
He needed more of her, letting his hands slip down her warm skin to grab her hips and helped her move to straddle his lap. Just knowing that her naked lower half was sitting in his lap was enough to drive him wild but feeling how Sammy grinded herself down on him, making him grunt against her mouth had him throbbing for her. Chris relaxed into the cushion of the couch as Sammy’s arms snaked around his neck, pulling her whole body up against his while they kissed so deeply they each were seeing stars. He loved having her this way, completely unhinged and desperate and he loved it when she could just let go of everything else except for how they were feeling in this moment. 
Chris had dreamed of her the past three nights they’d been apart, wishing the way she felt in his arms, longing to feel the touch of her warm freckled skin under his hands. It was the first time they’d been apart for more than a day in months and if he was being honest, he didn’t like it. He had grown so accustomed to being together and he decided that nearly four days apart was much too long. He wanted his girl and he was going to have her. 
A low groan fought its way out of his chest as Sam pressed down on his lap, her weight a welcome sensation, one he’d dreamed about the previous night. “Fuckin’ missed you baby,” he muttered as Sam’s lips broke away from his, a gasp escaping Sam. 
“Me too,” she breathed, her voice strained as his lips attached to and moved down her neck. “I want you so bad, Chris.” 
He smirked against her skin, knowing he had her right where he wanted to as he assured her, “I know, I want you too. I fuckin’ love you Sammy.” 
But Sam couldn’t seem to respond to him, only being able to moan in response to the way he sucked at that sensitive spot on her neck and Chris knew he had her right where he wanted her. He let his hands slide down her back, so thankful for the way the t-shirt had bunched up between their glued together bodies, allowing him to look down over her shoulder and see those round cheeks on display for him. Chris let his hands come to grasp them in his hands, kneading at her flesh which only resulted in her grinding down against him harder. 
He moved his lips back to suckling along her skin, marking her with each suck and bite along the way, knowing the evidence would be left for days, just the way he liked. Sammy was so caught up in the sensation he was causing that he knew she wouldn’t expect it when he pulled a hand back before bringing it down to smack against one of her cheeks, causing her to gasp from her shock. At first he wasn’t sure if she’d be in the mood for what he’d just done, her body holding still for a moment until the sting set in, making her whimper as her forehead fell to his shoulder. 
“Like that baby?” 
When she didn’t respond, only sighing out as she nuzzled her face deeper into the crook of his neck he let his hands knead her soft flesh while commenting, “You know how much I love this cute ass of yours baby, I just think it’d look so much better bright red.” 
And with the tight grasp of Sammy’s arms around his neck and the way she arched her back for him, pushing out her ass for him and silently begging for what she wants but Chris wanted more than that and egged her on with a smirk, “C’mon baby girl, do you think it’d look better all nice and red?” 
“Chris," Sam gasped, panting for breath, her face pressed against his. Her nails clawed against his shoulders through the polo, muscles tensing below the fabric as she moaned louder. 
He shook his head, pressing his lips to her ear as he encouraged, “C’mon baby, just tell me. You know I want to hear you say it.” 
“Yes,”  she panted out, eyes screwed shut. He could see the underlying thread of anxiety beneath the surface, nervous about the new act, but he squeezed her frame, pressing a soft, reassuring kiss to her skin. 
“That’s my girl,” he praised, his hands squeezing her hips as his lips met hers for a soft, long kiss. “Now come get over my lap, baby.” 
Her eyes met his for the first time since he’d gotten onto the couch, her brows furrowed and lips downturned as she anxiously stated, “Chris you’re not going to do it that way.” 
“Over my lap,” he repeated, patting his thigh. “C’mon baby, show me that ass.” 
He found it amusing to see his feisty girl with those pursed lips and raised eyebrow, knowing she was internally debating on obeying him but when he let his hands give her a tight squeeze yet again, she was shivering for him and ready to do whatever he asked. Chris swore he could have hit his peak right then and there watching his fiery Sammy moving to lay across his lap, reaching behind her to pull the t-shirt up to bunch at the small of her back. 
Knowing that his girl wouldn’t be able to sit still long, he grabbed her wrists, pinning them behind her back to keep her still while he used his other hand to waste no time in coming down to spank her… hard. It was no secret that Chris was strong and with each slap to her bare cheeks had Sammy screaming louder than he’d ever heard, causing him to make a mental note to get her in this position much more often. He got to watch her soft skin turning from its normal color to a soft pink but as he kept alternating between punishing each, the pink slowly turning to red, Sammy’s screams had quieted down. 
Her raspy voice had silenced to gentle whimpers at each spank, the sting causing all kinds of sensations to run through her body that Chris could see the visible product of with the wetness between her legs. But that didn’t make him let up, bringing his strong hand down again and again until he had kept his word to make her ass a bright glowing red. When he finally had finished, he helped Sammy sit up, bringing her right back to sit in his lap and let her curl up against his chest. Her face resumed it’s position nuzzled into his neck while she caught her breath and he cradled her in his arms for a long moment before letting his hands to come down and rub at the tortured skin. 
“Baby girl, your ass looks so pretty right now,” he whispered, feeling the heat of the irritated skin against his hands. He craned his neck to look over her shoulder, eyes locked on the red cheeks.  “God, I love seeing it this red.” 
She was all but using Chris to support her fully, her face buried in his neck. He felt the way her chest shuddered as she took in a deep breath, admitting to him, “It stings so bad.” 
He tutted, moving a hand to hold her comfortingly before his other hand moved to stroke over the length of her back. “I know baby, I made sure that it’ll still be red tomorrow. I’m not letting my baby sit down this whole weekend without thinking of this,” he told her, his voice silky smooth and soft, despite the smirk on his lips. “You like it, don’t you?” He asked, his lips kissing any patch of skin he could on Sam. 
She was quiet for several moments, and if Chris had to guess she was relishing in the soft touches while also shifting uncomfortably as she settled on the scratchy and rough material of his navy blue pants. “...Yeah,” she finally agreed, her voice only slightly shaky as she regained her composure slowly. 
“That’s my Sammy girl,” he grinned, moving his head back slightly to meet her eyes, and while he’d fully known that she could take more even just by listening to her, getting to see the look in her eyes gave him the confidence he still needed. 
She frowned, her lips downturned dramatically in the way they only got when she was like this. “Chris, I want you,” she all but begged him, an unhappy look remaining on her face. 
He gave a sideways grin, instructing her, “Just sit still for a minute baby, I want a picture of this cute ass first.” Then, he reached for his phone, gently adjusting her so he could pull it out of his pocket before he snapped a few shots of her, then tossed his phone across the couch. 
Chris kept her sitting in his lap, rubbing his hands up and down her back on top of the soft worn t-shirt as she relaxed and adjusted to the stinging on her cheeks. He planted a few kisses on her forehead before Sammy tilted her head up, puckering her lips out to silently ask for a kiss which Chris happily granted. He kept them sitting there for a long time as they kissed and kissed until neither could hardly breathe, finally pulling apart as he asked her, “Ready to move this into the bedroom?” 
She met his gaze, her brown eyes wide, trusting, and completely vulnerable as she affirmed, “I want anything you want.” 
And he knew in that moment that he had gotten Sammy right where he wanted her - as putty in his hands. Most of the time the two of them tussled back and forth during sex, taking turns on leading, but he knew that sometimes Sammy needed this. She needed to be able to completely unplug her busy brain and all the responsibilities and everything that came with life and just hand herself over to him and he knew this was one of those times. Chris found the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head before tossing it on the floor to be dealt with later. He couldn’t be happier to have her this way, completely naked and ready for him but he wasn’t ready to give her exactly what she wanted just yet. Chris carefully moved her so that he could pick her up bridal style and carry her the short walk to the bedroom where he laid her on the bed, not standing back up until he was able to meet her lips for a few soft kisses first. 
Eventually he did stand back up, feeling Sammy’s curious eyes on him as he walked over to open the closet and find the box buried in the back of it. Chris opened the top of the box and looked around for a moment before finding the small silver vibrator he had in mind before coming back to the bed. He saw Sammy’s eyes grow a little bit wider at the sight of what he had and closed her legs tightly in response. 
“Baby, open up those pretty legs for me,” he encouraged, his hand moving to nudge her ankles as his eyes met hers. 
Her face was screwed into a serious expression, resolute and stubborn as anything as she answered, “No,” while she squeezed her legs together even tighter. 
“Sammy…” 
She shook her head, a hand moving to reach for him as she tried to plead, “No, I want you, Chris.” 
“You’ll get me, but I want to get you all ready for me, baby,” he insisted, moving the small vibrator around in his hand, eyes lingering hungrily on Sam’s bare frame. 
“I don’t want to wait,” she whined, desperation taking over momentarily before something shifted. 
He leaned a knee on the bed, eyes lingering again on her before he shrugged and replied, “You’re going to have to, baby.” 
The unknown look in her eyes shifted into petulance as she retorted, “Not if I don’t want to.” 
Knowing that his feisty Sammy had enough time to recover from her spanking and return to her normal self, he decided to take a different approach. Without a word, Chris went into the closet, grabbing a few of his ties and coming back out to the bedroom. She couldn’t see what he had in his hand until Chris was close enough to grab her waist before she could get away, quickly getting a tie around her wrists and bringing her arms up above her head, tying her wrists up to the headboard tightly to keep her from being able to get away. 
“Christopher Robert Evans you better fucking let me up right now,” Sam gritted out, giving him a stern look. 
Chris smirked, looking down at her and simply telling her, “I wouldn’t have to do this if you just would have listened and did what I said.” 
“Let me go!” 
“I’ve got to teach you a lesson first baby,” He reminded her, leaning down to press a kiss to her cheek. “But I need these pretty legs open nice and wide for me.” 
Chris loved the way she fought him as he grabbed her ankle, pulling her long leg toward one edge of the bed and securing it before doing the same to the other, leaving her completely helpless. He smirked while watching her from under his long eyelashes, seeing the way she was wiggling, desperately trying to get away even though he knew deep down she didn’t want to. 
He stood there for a long moment, just giving himself a moment to take her in, laying there as her chest rose and fell with her heavy breaths. Chris sometimes still couldn’t believe he had her. That Samantha Merrick, the freckled face girl he had a crush on for practically his entire life was here begging for him. She trusted him, confided in him, and loved him and he couldn’t have felt more unworthy or happier at that fact.
The deep love and bond they had that he had never even felt one ounce of with anyone else only motivated him even more, wanting to get Sammy to a state of pure bliss. Neither were new to having sex, but neither had ever experienced anything like this. Neither had ever trusted a partner enough to hand themselves over to one another, body and soul, completely. But there was nothing but trust and honesty between them, their relationship having grown so strong and love so deep that they both were melting at having a new experience like this together, something only they shared. 
Chris took time to sit on the edge of the bed, leaning down to press soft kisses all over her goosebump covered skin. He kept kissing her until she relaxed against the bed, which is when he pulled the shiny vibrator out of his pocket, turning it on the medium speed before pushing it between her soaked folds and letting it work its magic on that sensitive button and had her back arching instantly in response to the feeling. 
He moved it slowly back and forth, causing her moans to start pouring out while the small instrument was coated in her essence. Chris started rubbing it down farther until he could easily push it right inside her throbbing opening, only making Sammy cry out even louder as she pulled at the ties. 
He leaned down, pressing a kiss to her damp hair and whispered, “Alright baby girl, I’m going to take a nice long hot shower and then I’ll be back to check on you.” 
“Chris, I swear to god,” Sam protested, craning her neck to watch him as he moved to step into the en-suite bathroom behind them, Chris disappearing once he stepped through the open archway from the bedroom to the small hallways, leading to the bathroom and oversized walk-in closet.
He paused, listening as he heard the strain of the ties against her, Sam just going far enough in her pulling to threaten the seams but not destroy them. Once he heard her overwhelmed whimper, he knew she was on board with this. “You better save your strength baby, you’re going to need it,” he finally called as he entered the bathroom, his bare feet padding against the heated soapstone tiles.
“Chris,” Sam called, pausing as she moaned quietly. “You better get your ass back here!” 
“Don’t worry, I’ll be back after my shower,” he tossed back, smirking as he left the door open so her sounds could filter into the bathroom. If he focused hard enough – and believe him, he was – he could hear the constant faint hum of the toy, deep inside his girl.
Chris strolled into the shower, turning on the warm water before peeling off his clothes and climbing in. Even from underneath the spray of the water, he could hear Sammy’s loud moans from the bedroom, making him impossibly hard as he stood alone in the shower. This was something they had talked about before, entertaining the idea several times, but never having gone this far. He knew it was something Sammy had wanted to do, but by the sound of her strangled moans, he knew it was driving her just as wild as it was driving him. 
He struggled not to reach down and wrap his hand around his hard length, but when he heard Sammy crying out again, he knew he wanted to wait to be tucked deep inside her and hear that raspy voice crying for him. Chris stayed inside the shower as long as his self-restraint allowed him, eventually climbing out and rubbing the fluffy white towel over his body to wipe up the water then tossed the towel in the corner of the bathroom to be dealt with later, needing to follow the sound of the moans back into the bedroom. 
Chris wasn’t surprised to see Sam absolutely starfished across the oversized, fluffy bed, her skin glistening with sweat from the overstimulation he’d caused. Her eyes weren’t even open anymore as her face was frozen in a blissed-out expression, but she definitely sensed he was there as he stood in the doorway just letting his blue eyes take her in. Chris watched her chest rapidly rising and falling, the hum of the vibrator buzzing softly mixing with the little whimpers that poured off Sammy's lips. He could see that she was so deep in her pleasure that he had accomplished his goal of getting her out of her own head and focused only on the moment. 
When Sam’s eyes finally fluttered open and she looked over at him, all she could do was let out a sigh and between that, and the sight of the wetness obvious between her legs, he knew that she was ready. Chris slowly stalked over to the bed and gently pulled out the small toy, turning it off putting it on the nearby dresser before he untied each of Sammy’s limbs even though she still laid completely limp on the bed. He got to hear those soft sighs return when he climbed onto the bed and started littering sweet kisses on any bit of skin that he could find, helping her body to fully relax in his arms. 
“Feeling good, baby?” He asked her quietly as he pulled away from her skin, feeling Sam sigh and relax as the constant stimulation stopped for a moment.
She shifted on the bed but kept her arms still, her wrists red from the ties. “Mhmm,” she sighed quietly, her eyes slipping shut again as she laid against the mattress.
He watched her carefully, cataloging every moment and analyzing it for any hint of being pushed too far. “Do you need a break for a while?” Chris asked her, unsure about the possibility of even moving forwards after he pushed her to the brink. 
But Sam surprised him when she opened her eyes and reached up, pulling him back into her and admitting, “I just need you.” 
“Are you sure, baby? We can relax a little while first.” 
“Please Chris, I need you so bad,” she practically whimpered, slotting a leg over his and pulling him into her. 
Chris could only smile as he leaned in to kiss her lips gently, never getting tired of that feeling of her mouth on his. He couldn’t help but linger for a moment, kissing her deeply before he put his hands on her waist and effortlessly scooted her up the bed, making sure the pillows were comfortably under her head before he rolled over to hover above her. The sight of seeing his girl completely blissed out and reaching out for him while pinned underneath his broad frame was enough to get him throbbing all over again and he just couldn’t take it anymore. 
Her fingers dug into his shoulders when he finally sunk into her wet overstimulated core, but the feeling of finally having him tucked deep inside her had both of them crying out. Chris wasted no time in finding a good rhythm, thrusting into her over and over again, his cock dragging against her walls in a way that had both of them already struggling to hang on. 
With one look into her deep brown eyes as she stared up at him, pure pleasure on her face, he was able to tell that – for the first time in a long time – he had her full attention. She wasn’t worried about being overheard by anyone, about a paper or exam due the next day, or the latest drama with her mother. She was focused on him, at the pure pleasure they created together, and he realized that this was how it’d be now. They’d always come together this way, working off any stress together successfully, but also loving each other, always promising to help the other through anything they needed, until the only things left on their minds were each other.
With each thrust, both of their breathing was growing shallow and by the way Sam’s eyes were squeezing shut tightly, he knew she was almost there. Chris tried everything to keep him hanging on, but he knew that there was no way he was going to be able to and quickly brought a hand down to rub his thumb at her sensitive clit, rubbing fast hard circles that made her scream with pleasure as her body tightened, her walls squeezing him tightly before she hit her peak and with only a couple more thrusts in her tight center, he was spilling out inside of her until he was completely breathless. 
Not even bothering to pull out, Chris laid down, his body half on top of her but balancing his weight on the bed to keep from crushing her while his lips found hers again, needing her kiss more than anything. He couldn’t even comprehend just how good it felt to come down from their highs, completely spent and wrapped up against one another with nothing to focus on but each other. Chris wanted to lay there all night, and was planning on doing just that, but after what he’d put his girl through, he knew he needed to help her body completely relax before he curled up in bed next to him. 
With a few more kisses to her lips, he told her, “I’ll be right back, baby,” and gently moved out of her, then hurried off to the bathroom. Chris took a moment to clean himself up before grabbing a few items from the bathroom and came back to the dimly lit bedroom. After using the warm, wet washcloth to clean off the sticky mess between her legs, he gently tapped her hips, encouraging her to, “Sammy, baby, roll over for me.” 
He saw the way her bare body just laid on the soft white sheets, eyes still fluttered close while Chris reached up to brush some of the stray hair out of her face. Sam sighed as he pressed his lips to her gently, relaxing into the bed and the fluffy pillows just before she – with a hint of a wince – rolled onto her stomach, revealing her bright red backside to him. He reached for the bottle of Aloe on his nightstand, quietly pumping some into his hand before he massaged it into her skin carefully. With one last kiss, this time pressed to her shoulder, he laid down next to her, joining her as they each drifted to sleep.
They spent the next day separately, as Chris ran to the gym and out to pick up some groceries for himself for the next week, ending his errands run with a stop at the jeweler’s downtown that Sean and Hank had both highly recommended to him. When he arrived home, the tiny velvet box hidden in his jacket pocket, he wasn’t surprised to find Sam at the kitchen island, her laptop in front of her, along with nearly five different textbooks spread across the oversized counter. 
With a fond smile, he pressed a kiss to her lips before reminding her of their dinner reservation, just before he unloaded the few bags of groceries into the fridge before he escaped down the hall. He closed the door to their room behind him, nervously darting across the room before he hid the ring box in his nightstand behind a few books, and once it was sufficiently hidden from Sam’s view, he breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn’t as if he was nervous to propose to her, especially after their frank conversation several weeks back about where they both saw the relationship going, but he wanted to do it right. 
So much in Sam’s life had gone wrong, not because of her though, but because of the situation she was born into. And while she’d certainly made lemonade out of lemons, he knew she deserved more than any other proposal. He wasn’t planning anything outrageous, but something that was so Sammy that nothing else would compare. 
Those thoughts rang through his head as they each got ready for dinner side-by-side in the bathroom, and he couldn’t help but stare at Sammy. She was wearing a gorgeous green satin slip dress with a cream cardigan over it, protecting her against at least some of the October chill in the air. It wasn’t long before they walked through the apartment and to the elevator, down to Chris’ waiting Audi to head across town to the steakhouse he’d frequented when he lived in Boston in the past. 
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His hand was wrapped around hers the entire way until they sat down across from each other at the dim restaurant, both looking at the menus as they snuck glances at each other excitedly. It wasn’t until the waiter arrived that either spoke, however. 
“Can we get a bottle of your finest wine, please?” Chris asked the waiter, closing his menu and handing it to the tall man who nodded before turning and walking back through the dimly lit restaurant, allowing Chris to look across the table at his beautiful girl tucking a piece of her dark hair behind her ear before catching his eye. He loved the way her smile showed up when she met his gaze, letting those dimples appear that made him melt. 
“What’s the occasion?” Sam wondered, referring to the bottle of wine as she unfolded the white cloth napkin and put it on her lap before she smirked at him, asking, “Or do you just feel like frivolously spending money.” 
Chris just shrugged, simplifying the many thoughts and feelings flowing through him while he told her, “I think we have a lot to celebrate.” 
“Because of getting the house?” 
“Well that,” he nodded before relaxing into his chair.  “But also think about it Sammy… last October neither of us had seen each other in years. You were busting your ass at the diner and I could barely walk from my surgeries and was heading into another. Now look at us.” 
“Yeah now your ego is getting close to being a reasonable size,” Her amused tone piped up while she rested her arms on the table and leaned forward. 
“Very funny,” Chris sarcastically replied, even though he was struggling to hide his chuckle. 
He loved watching the way the light sparkled against her warm eyes, her pink lips curling into a smirk while she brought a hand up to rest against her chin, propping it up while she told him, “Thanks, I thought so.” 
“I’m being serious though, baby. I really can’t believe that one year later I’m sitting at this table with the girl of my dreams.” The emotion was thick and extremely evident in his voice. Chris knew that his words were almost painfully true. Sometimes he had to blink a few times when he looked at her, trying to get his brain to fully register that it really was Samantha Merrick sitting across the table in front of him. Sometimes he just got so caught up in just how incredulous it all was and he could hardly believe that he was sharing a meal with her, laughing with her, having deep conversations with her, loving her, and building a life with her.
He thought back to those nights when he still was a star on the Red Sox, thousands of fans cheering his name that constantly was making headlines. He thought that would fill him up, give his life meaning, or one of the long line of girls that were always around possibly bring him some momentary happiness, but it never had. He could remember laying in bed, not having seen Sam for years, and yet every now and then when he was completely alone in the quiet of the evening, his brain always came back to her. No matter how far his life had taken him from her, a piece of his heart was always stuck with her and now, there wasn’t one bit of his heart that didn’t fully belong to her. Chris was so in love it wasn’t even funny, but he didn’t care. He loved every second of being with her and knew that it would be forever, and he reached across the table to take one of her hands in his, letting his thumb gently rub across her soft skin before his emotion filled voice told her,  “There was never anybody for me but you.” 
Chris could see the way his words went straight to her heart, eyes instantly welling up with tears. He knew that Sam still struggled to share her feelings, having spent her whole life stuffing them down which is why it meant so much to him when she honestly told him, “I never wanted any of this in life until I had you. I just… I just don’t ever want to be without you.” 
“You don’t have to be, baby,” he reassured her, smiling at the knowledge that a symbol of that commitment he had already made to her was in that ring box back in the apartment hidden away from her for the right moment. “I love you, Samantha.” 
“I love you too, Chris.” 
He felt the warm smile cross his lips, those words going straight to his heart as he said, “That’s not the only thing though I think we should celebrate,” Chris only momentarily stopped speaking to thank the waiter who brought back the bottle of wine and two glasses and pop the cork for them. With another thank you, Chris took the bottle and poured the two glasses, handing one to Sam before taking a sip from his own and finally finishing his thought, “I think you finishing your first full month of classes is something to celebrate.” 
“I’m glad it’s over.” A sigh escaped her lips, Sam running a hand through her hair as she admitted, “I feel like I’m actually starting to get in the groove of it.” 
“Well don’t be too hard on yourself, baby. It’s okay if it takes a little time to adjust,” he shrugged, knowing what a huge adjustment it was for her to be going back to school and all that went with it. “But it’s still an incredible accomplishment and I couldn’t be more proud of you.” 
“I couldn’t do it without you,” Sam’s voice was low and soft, finding his hand across the table again to give it a gentle squeeze, “Literally because I wouldn’t be going to school if it wasn’t for you.” 
“That’s what we do. We support each other,” he spoke with authority with a tighter squeeze to her hand in his, emphasizing his point. 
Sam offered up that beautiful smile of hers, making him feel that little flutter of his heart before she reached out with her free hand to take her glass and sip at her wine as she leaned back in her chair and casually asked, “Speaking of that, how are you feeling about broadcasting? I feel like I haven’t had a chance to really ask you about it now that you’ve done a few games.” 
“I like it.” 
“You don’t sound that convinced...” He saw the way her eyebrow rose as she challenged him. 
“No, I do. I like being able to still be involved in the game and all of that, it’s just…” Chris struggled to find the right words, thinking how much he hated being an observer rather than a participant in the game and finally explained, “Not totally my thing.” 
“You’d rather be out on the field, wouldn’t you?” Sam saw right through him. 
“...Yeah,” he admitted, his fingers nervously fidgeting with the edges of the white napkin that still was folded on the table. Chris avoided Sammy’s gaze while muttering, “Hank and I actually talked a little bit about that today.” 
“Oh? Like about what?” 
Chris took a deep breath, finally lifting his eyes to hers and filled her in, “Well I guess he’s been talking to my trainer and it’s certain I wouldn’t be able to possibly fully play until not this coming season next spring, but the one after…but I could be a designated hitter.” 
“Chris, are you serious?” Sammy’s eyes grew wide, so many thoughts obviously running through her head, “What about your broadcasting contract next season?” 
“My contract is through the Sox since I was only doing it at home games, and so Hank said he could let me out of it so I could play,” He drew out his words, suddenly feeling nervous about the whole thing. 
“Please tell me you’re going to say yes.” 
“I don’t know yet,” Chris honestly told her, putting his fidgeting hands in his lap before moving an arm back up to lean on it against the table, “I mean, if I was playing that’d take me away a lot and with you being in school and getting your footing with that, getting settled at the house, and Riley graduating, I just don’t know if it’s the right time.” 
“You can’t say no,” Sam was adamant, reaching across the table to rest her hand on his thick forearm, relaxing him with just that one touch, “This is what you want. This would get you back on the team.” 
“I know, but there’s a lot of things in life now that are more important to me than just playing baseball,” he was completely honest. So much had changed since the last time he was on the Red Sox. Now he had such a fulfilling life outside of baseball, building a life with Sammy, getting closer to his family again and being involved with Riley. Those things were things that now he just couldn’t give up, there was no way he’d trade it for anything and felt a little nervous at the prospect of knowing how to juggle it all. 
“Chris, this is your dream. I’m not going to let you pass this up,” she told him sincerely, finally catching his eye to give him that soft smile. “You’ve helped both Riley and I chase our dreams, so please let us support you in yours.” 
“I don’t… I mean… are you sure?” 
She just shrugged while leaning back in her chair, simply stating that, “If you don’t call Hank first thing tomorrow morning, then I’m going to do it for you.” 
“Alright, but only if you’re really sure,” he almost hated himself for getting excited at the thought. 
“Chris… Do you want to do this?” Sammy, who always got right to the point, asked him plainly. “Yes or no.” 
“I mean, yeah,” Chris finally admitted to both himself and to her. 
“Then I’m sure,” was the simple response. “Besides, you have me now so I can make sure your head doesn’t get too big this time around that you’re on the Sox’s.” 
Although Chris let out his loud laughter at her response, complete with slapping a hand to his chest, he knew just how true that was. This time around, he’d be grounded in his life, not getting caught up in all the things that didn’t matter. And now, when he stepped onto that field for every game, he knew that wouldn’t be the highlight of his night as it used to be, because the best part of his life would always be coming back home – to that home in Connecticut they were so close to sharing together –  to his Sammy. 
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andydrysdalerogers · 1 year
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Sliding Into Home - A Frank Adler AU
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Pairing: MLB!Frank Adler x Abigail Hernandez (OFC)
Synopsis:
After a trade from Boston to Los Angeles, first baseman Frank Adler would seem to have it all. Money, women, an amazing niece, yes Frank should have it all. Except for one thing. One thing that left after a mistake five years ago. Los Angeles should be the chance to start over. Except she is supposed to be in Boston. Not his new medical director.
* A Frank Adler AU x Major League Baseball Story**
Warning: ANGST (i can't stress this enough), second chances, cheating, eventual smut, slow burn, drug use, abandonment issues, betrayal, domestic violence (i may have missed some), flashbacks
AN: This is my new series I'm starting next week! I hope you all will like this one. Tagging my usual tag list but please let me know if you would like to be added or removed!
Taglist: @patzammit @firephotogrl74 @texmexdarling @slutforchrisjamalevans @jennmurawski13-writes @tinkerbelle67 @before-we-get-started @bunnyforhim
Master List and Preview below:
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Frank was looking at a Los Angeles icon, Dodger Stadium.  It was his new home, his new team and hopefully his new life.  He asked a security guard where to go and was met at the door by an assistant.  She was a shameless flirt, commenting on Frank’s forearms and his tattoos, cooing about how good of a player he is.  There was zero chance of Frank being interested.  His Friday Night adventures were reserved for road trips only. His one-night stands worked out just fine, in his opinion.  
As he was guided into the conference room, Frank was met with the president of operations, Nick Stanton. “Mr. Stanton.” 
“Frank! Good to see you again.” He shakes hands with Frank. “We’re waiting for everyone so can I offer you a drink?” He gestures to Frank to sit at the table. 
“Just a cola, thanks.” Frank took the seat next to the head of the table.  
“How was the move?” 
“Smoother than I thought it would be. Mary, my niece, threw a couple of tantrums but between me and my nanny, we managed to get her here.”  
“Nanny?” 
“Oh yeah, Scott, he’s great. He was willing to move with us, which is great since Mary seems to only listen to him.” Frank chuckles. “Who would listen to your uncle/pseudo father?” 
“I remember that story,” Nick replies. “You are brave to take on a baby right after bring drafted.”  
Frank shrugged. “Its not that big of a deal. You would do anything for family, especially Mary.”  
More voices float towards the conference room and Frank stands as he sees his agent and lawyer walk in and shake his hand. Then the general manager for the Dodgers comes in, making small talk with Frank.  
“Ok, I think we are just missing the team doctor and our legal team,” Nick tells everyone. “Its not Natasha, she’s busy with another client.  She’s sending in their new associate.”  
Frank just nods as the GM goes over the training schedule and when he would meet the team.  The conference room door opens and Frank turns to see and his stomach drops. He feels himself become clammy and pale. Because this shouldn’t be happening.  
Fuck.  
He looks at the brunette that walked in.  
she’s definitely not supposed to be here.  
What the FUCK! 
Abby Hernandez, his ex-girlfriend, love of his life, walked into the room.  
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It Doesn't Stay In Vegas
The Future is West
Are You Sure We Aren’t Going Crazy
You Were Enough; You Are Everything
Fastballs and Fiancés
You Left Me
Take Your Niece to Work Day
Don't You Know How to Spell Assume?
Wanna Feel Safe Again
Maybe I should Have Ducked?
When It All Falls Apart
WTF Just Happened!
D N A: Diane Nicole Adler
Not Just a Pretty Face
It's A Ruff Life
Status: All Star
Since When is Ice Cream Evil
On the Hunt for Mike Weiss
The Next Adventure
A Bump in the Road
Unexpected Surprises
For Reasons Unknown...
Evidence, Emotions, Whatever
Trial By Fire
The One With the World Series
Oh Captain! My Captain!
Finale
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rainbowkisses31 · 2 years
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What if…..MLB Chris….
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cherryqueen28 · 6 months
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~Chris Evans Master List~
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click here for Main Master List
~Chris Evans Tumblr~
~SERIES~
✨Just a Fling Chris Evans x Reader @whatstruthgottodowithit
✨The Boston Brute NHL!Chris Evans x Athletic Trainer!Reader @time-for-a-lullaby
✨Arranged Mafia Boss!Chris Evans x Reader @time-for-a-lullaby
✨Im Just an Assistant Chris Evans x Reader @time-for-a-library
✨Set up Chris Evans x Reader @time-for-a-lullaby
✨Out of Left Field MLB!Chris Evans x Reader @time-for-a-library
~ONE SHOTS~
✨Age is Just a Number Chris Evans x Reader @whatstruthgottodowithit
✨The Cutest Customer Chris Evans x Reader @whatstruthgottodowithit
No title Chris Evans x Reader @theawkwardundercoverwriter
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~Chris Evans Wattpad~
✨Yes, Captain by notoriousbee (also on AO3)
✨Cheek to Cheek by Kirstie-Lotr
✨The Coffee Shop by lediggrdulce
✨Professor by peaceandpout (can't be linked so I linked the author)
✨The Girl Next Door by Kirstie-Lotr
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~Chris Evans AO3~
✨Boston, Bars, and Beards by LadyNovaJade
✨So. Cal, Sand, and Secrets by LadyNovaJade (part two of Boston, Bars, and Beards)
✨The Boy Next Door by emb617
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gabrielrusso · 7 months
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⸻ chris evans, 40, cis male, he/him // in the SUMMIT LAKE neighborhood of Providence Peak, you’ll find GABRIEL RUSSO who’s lived there for ONE YEAR and they spend their days not working as a RETIRED PROFESSIONAL BASEBALL PLAYER. They’ve been described as PERSEVERING, GENUINE, REACTIVE, and GUARDED by the people that know them. This is his story.
injury tw, drug and alcohol abuse tw
Born and raised in Providence Peak, despite never really knowing his father growing up, Gabriel Russo was a pretty happy-go-lucky kid. He and his younger brother were raised by their single mother, who was a hard working nurse, and just never really felt like something was missing. Gabe was one of those annoying kids that was naturally gifted at anything physical. He could run faster, jump higher, hit the ball further and aside from that immense talent he just really loved to play the game. Whenever possible he would be gone all day, running around with friends and picking up a game of whatever sport where they could get into. Youth leagues came scouting him and he joined one for baseball, it had been his favorite, and went on to win national championships with this team.
In high school he was the star, the hero that everyone rested their hopes and dreams on. If anyone was going to take them to state championships or beyond, it was gonna be Gabriel. Somehow he didn’t fold under the pressure but distractions had begun to seep in. His mother, deservedly so, had begun dating, feeling that her boys were old enough at that point that it wouldn’t be too big of a deal. Unfortunately one of those men his mother dated took her down a bad path that took many many years to recover from. It had been similar to a sheltered kid getting away from their parents for the first time going away to college. She went out all the time, drank too much and got into some minor drugs, and kind of forgot about her kids for a while. A lot of damage was done in the span of a few years, and Gabe, despite the issues at home, took the high school team to all the championships, putting those trophies in the glass case everyone could see when walking down the hall. 
At the time he couldn’t leave Providence Peak in the dust fast enough and Gabriel took his ticket out, practically running to UCLA with a full ride to play baseball for the university. While attending he earned a generic degree in communications as everyone, including himself, knew he was headed for the MLB. after graduation he was drafted to St Louis and played with the team for about 10 years, winning 2 World Series Championships with the team. When it came to his third World Series title it was with the Boston Red Sox just a few years before his retirement from Major League Baseball. It had come to a point where his body couldn’t take the grueling regime of the game. During his career he’d suffered a knee injury that had required surgery and rehabilitation. Which was an injury that would late up from time to time and cause him some problems. 
When he was a teenager, Gabe was open to dating just about any pretty girl that gave him attention, but in adulthood he spent just over a decade off and on with the woman he had always thought he’d settle down with. Marriage and kids were a dream he looked forward to, but she left him when he traded out of St Louis and married one of his former teammates.
During his career, shortly after it took off actually, his father had appeared out of the blue. He wanted a relationship with Gabe and it’s something they still struggle with to this day. Mostly because the intentions never felt right. Plus, his father never lifted a finger to help his mother. While during his college years and the first few years of playing in the majors, she was struggling to get her life back together. Gabriel paid for rehab stays, a new house, a new car all to find out she wasted it all when she’d fall of the wagon. Things eventually turned around and sobriety/staying clean finally stuck but Gabriel is sitting in fresh retirement now wondering what the hell to do with his life.
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ao3feed-snowpiercer · 2 years
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Sloth's Kinktober 2.0
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/GoPa7kz
by SlothSpaghetti
Ah, the weather is finally getting cooler. The nights are longer. It's officially spooky season. And with it, my second attempt at kinktober! Thank you everyone who submitted a request! There were so many delicious and devious thots that I can't wait to share with you all!
Words: 4757, Chapters: 8/32, Language: English
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Red Sea Diving Resort (2019), The Iceman (2012), Snowpiercer (2013), The Devil All the Time (2020), Defending Jacob (TV 2020), The Gray Man (2022), Knives Out (2019), The Losers (2010), Venom (Marvel Movies), MLB (San Francisco Giants)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Reader, Steve Rogers/Reader, Loki (Marvel)/Reader, Ari Levinson (Red Sea Diving Resort)/Reader, Robert Pronge/Reader, Lee Bodecker/Reader, Curtis Everett/Reader, Andy Barber/Reader, Eddie Brock | Venom/Reader, Chris Evans (Actor)/Reader, Jake Jensen/Reader, Ransom Drysdale/Reader, Gabe Kapler/Reader, Bruce Banner/Reader, Tony Stark/Reader
Additional Tags: Kinktober, Kinktober 2022, ficlets/drabbles, Reader Insert, Food Play, Pet Play, Knife Play, Pegging, Body Worship, Size Kink, care giver/litter, Yandere, Cheating kink, Impact Play, primal play, Double Penetration, Biting, Group Sex, Ovipositing, Somnophilia, Threesome, Cum Play, Overstimulation, Blood Play, Praise Kink, Knotting, Sex Toys, gagging, innocence kink, chase kink, Fear Play, holding (piss kink), Daddy Kink, RPF
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/GoPa7kz
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laresearchette · 2 years
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Saturday, October 08, 2022 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)
WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT? CURSED FRIENDS (Premiering on October 21 on Much at 10:00pm) THE DISAPPEARANCE OF CARI FARVER (TBD - Lifetime Canada) PUMPKIN EVERYTHING (TBD)
NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:
CRAVE TV 44 CATS (Season 2, Episodes 1-52) MECHA BUILDERS (Season 1, Episodes 1-26) THE RACCOONS SPECIALS THE RACCOONS (Seasons 1-5) SESAME STREET (Season 52)
GRAND SLAM OF CURLING (SN360) 12:00pm: National - Women’s Quarterfinals (SN1/SN360) 4:00pm: National - Men’s Quarterfinals (SN 360) 8:00pm: National - Semifinals
MLB BASEBALL - WILD CARD GAMES (SN1) 12:00pm: Rays vs. Guardians - Game #2 (SN) 4:00pm: Mariners vs. Jays - Game #2 (SN) 7:30pm: Padres vs. Mets  - Game #2 (SN1) 8:30pm: Phillies vs. Cardinals  - Game #2
PRE-SEASON NHL HOCKEY (SN Now) 2:00pm: Predators vs. Sharks (TSN4) 7:00pm: Red Wings vs. Leafs (SN Now) 7:00pm: Devils vs. Bruins
WOMEN’S RUGBY WORLD CUP (TSN) 2:00pm: Match of the Day (TSN3) 7:30pm: United States vs. Italy (TSN/TSN3) 10:15pm: Japan vs. Canada
CFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN3/TSN5) 4:00pm: Lions vs. Argos (TSN/TSN5) 7:00pm: Elks vs. Blue Bombers
W5 (CTV) 7:00pm: Royal Retreat; Smoked
MLS SOCCER (TSN4) 7:30pm: CF Montreal vs. DC United (TSN/TSN4/TSN5) 10:00pm: Whitecaps FC vs. Austin
ABSOLUTELY CANADIAN (CBC) 8:00pm: Hodan's Story; The Photographer:  Hodan Nalayeh returns to her birth country of Somalia to spread light; Faye Schulman survived the Nazis because she could operate a camera and became one of the only known Jewish partisan photographers of WWII.
CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE FIRST AVENGER (CTV) 8:00pm: After an experimental program turns him into a supersoldier, Steve Rogers (Chris Evans), now known as Captain America, leads the fight against Red Skull's evil HYDRA organization.
BIG FOOD BUCKET LIST (Food Network Canada) 8:00pm: Dutch Dutch Baby
YELLOWSTONE ROMANCE (W Network) 8:00pm: When Olivia learns her best friend intends to marry a breeder and leave the city, she decides to organize a bachelorette party at a ranch in the countryside. Fate soon strikes when Olivia finds herself falling for the owner of the ranch.
THE KILLER IN MY FAMILY (CTV Drama) 8:00pm/9:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE): Fred and Rose West committed at least a dozen horrific murders over two decades. Fred's brother and niece reveal how his heinous crimes affected the family. In Episode Two, Richard Ramirez raped and tortured over 25 victims and killed over a dozen. His niece tells her story and reveals how his terrible crimes affected the family.
AN AUTUMN ROMANCE (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm:  A woman tries to save a small, historic hotel from developers, but she soon realizes that the man she's falling for is behind the hotel's development plans.
SOUL ON ICE: PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE (CBC) 9:00pm: The unknown contributions of black athletes in ice hockey.
SINS OF THE AMISH (Lifetime Canada) 9:00pm/10:15pm (SERIES PREMIERE):  A group of Amish survivors and experts expose the private world of Plain communities and the abuse fueled by their customs; forbidden from engaging with outsiders, one brave survivor reports family members to the police, which culminates in a trial.
WOLF (Crave) 9:00pm: Believing he's a wolf trapped in a man's body, Jacob and his animal-bound peers undergo increasingly extreme forms of curative therapies. However, once he meets the mysterious Wildcat, their friendship blossoms into an undeniable infatuation.
ZERO CONTACT (Starz Canada) 9:00pm:  Connected by their devotion to the late founder and tech titan Finley Hart, five people must work together to shut down his most secret invention, a machine that is either the solution to mankind's problems or the end of life on Earth.
THE RIGHTEOUS (Super Channel Fuse) 9:10pm:  Grappling with grief and struggling with his faith, a man encounters an enigmatic stranger who has sinister intentions.
PICTURE PERFECT ROMANCE (Super Channel Heart & Home) 9:30pm: Zoey Ross gave up on love and her passion for wedding photography after her fiance, Todd, left her at the alter five years ago. When a childhood friend insists that she be their wedding photographer, she reluctantly accepts and finds herself again.
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cats-and-sheep · 2 years
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welcome to the blog!
here’s kinda my “master post” of such. under is all my fic recs for all types of characters, i am still reading and discovering a lot about fan fiction. if something is not here you can always search “next masterlist update” on my account and the works not yet on this list will pop up :)
if you have a lot of time on your hands check out my author recs, where i suggest you read their whole master list as they have too many amazing works to list here!   ------ 
CHRIS EVANS AND CHARACTERS:
Chris Evans...The Hat...Drabble
Steve Rogers...Preying On You Tonight...Series
Steve Rogers...Sunburn...Oneshot
Steve Rogers...Let It Snow...Series
Steve Rogers...Don’t Forget To Subscribe...Series
Steve Rogers...His Claim...Series
Steve Rogers...Grain Of Truth...Series
Chris Evans...He’s Just A Baby...Drabble
Curtis Everett Storyline Masterlist
Steve Rogers...Herbal Illusions...Oneshot
Chris Evans...Boston Brute...Series *MLB Chris Coming Soon*
Steve Rogers...Lust For Life...Series
Ari Levinson...Plants And Tantrums...Oneshot
Steve Rogers...Planet Blue...Series
Steve Rogers...The Alpha’s Trophy...Oneshot
Steve Rogers...Lipstick And Crayons...Series
Steve Rogers...Bring Him Light...Series
Steve Rogers...Nothing Ever Could...Series
Curtis Everett...Out Of Darkness...Series
Steve Rogers...Love And War...Series
Steve Rogers...Cinderella...Series
Steve Rogers...Fragile...Series
Ari Levinson...New Hire...Oneshot
Ari Levinson...Sinful Devotion...Series
SEBASTIAN STAN AND CHARACTERS:
Bucky Barnes...Flowers Bloom...Series
Bucky Barnes...Undisclosed...Series
Bucky Barnes...Silver...Series
Bucky Barnes...The Mating Program...Series
Bucky Barnes...Knight In Rusty Armor...Series
MULTPLE CHARACTERS:
Andy Barber/Jake Jenson...Good Bones...Series
All...Lucky Charms AU...Series
Bucky/Steve/Peter...Caged Bird...Oneshot
Steve/Bucky...Teeth In My Neck...Oneshot
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*waits for you to copy chapter 1 of mlb!chris evans from @time-for-a-lullaby * since we alllllllll know you’re going to copy her anyways 🙄😒
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Y'all done yet? I'm sick and tired of getting these notifications DAILY. @time-for-a-lullaby I am so deeply sorry that my mobster Chris Evans Fanfiction resembles yours. Why dont I send you the rest of the series I've written, (which is no way like yours) and let you have the entire genre? since that's what all these people in my inbox would like for me to do. Im so sick and tired of trying to write and this hate flooding my inbox. I wish I had never even read anything about mafia chris evans.
I had ideas for other series but hell whats the point of writing those?! I'd probably steal those too!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I HATE WRITING ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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On Deck
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Chapter 22 - The Final Chapter
Summary: Although they grew up in the same small town, Chris and Sam had both gone their separate ways a long time ago. Chris moved up to become a MLB star, one of the best in the business, while Sam stayed stuck in the same small town. But when multiple injuries ended the Red Sox prodigy’s career, he winds up back in the same small town he swore he’d never be back to. The past may not stay in the past any longer, as old wounds begin to creep back up.
Pairing: MLB!Chris Evans X OFC Samantha “Sam” Merrick
Word Count: 2,459
By: @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour
We do NOT give permission for our works to be reuploaded, translated, or reposted on any other site. Our work is our own.
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As Sam stood in the hotel room buzzing with excitement, she couldn’t help but sneak a glance over in the mirror as she stood still while Lisa tied the back of her dress. It still felt so surreal to her, seeing her own reflection in the white satin dress. Sam felt as if she was living a dream, unable to believe that this was actually her. That over twenty years after meeting Chris when they were children, she was now standing in a wedding dress in Mexico getting ready to marry him. Part of her brain just couldn’t seem to accept that fact, but in her heart she knew that nothing could have been more right. 
“Alright, you’re all ready, honey,” Lisa murmured with a pat to Sam’s back once she’d secured the tie back of her dress. “What do you think?” 
Sam stared at her reflection in shock, unable to comprehend just how this was happening… finally. It’d been a long day already, between the breakfast in her suite with Lisa, Shanna, Carly, and a brief appearance by Riley, to the getting ready process with the hair and makeup that’d culminated in this here. Any other time she’d relish in the pampering and happy mood, but she’d been in a state unlike herself all day that morning, unable to focus on much besides the time as it ticked closer and closer to the magic hour… the one where she and Chris would finally be together in more than just name and theory. “I…I don’t know what to say,” she finally replied, eyes moving over the simple make-up and red lipstick to the low bun her hair was pulled into. “I just can’t believe I’m here doing this.” 
Her eyes found Shanna’s in the mirror as the woman – the one she could finally say, after over twenty years, was her sister – scoffed, “Don’t tell me you’ve come to your senses now and decided not to marry my brother.” 
Sam’s genuine smile quelled any chance of that being true, and she knew Lisa knew as well when she shook her head, her fingers tapping Sam’s wrist as she stepped to the side. “Well I always knew you two would end up together. Ever since you were kids,” she shared, and while Sam might’ve been inclined to believe her, that thread of doubt and insecurity still remained. She still felt as though she didn’t deserve half of what she’d been given in the last year and she found it hard to believe that now, nine months after reconnecting with Chris, she was here, in a beautiful suite in Mexico, preparing to marry the man she loved more than she ever thought was even possible. 
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Sam shifted nervously, fidgeting with the delicate bracelet wrapped around her wrist. “I certainly didn’t… I never thought I’d ever get married.” 
“I didn’t think Chris would either there for a while, but I knew if he did, it’d be to you,” Shanna confided, a kind, emotional smile on her face. Sam was grateful for everything this year had brought, even if she didn’t deserve some, but the one thing she was the most grateful for was reconnecting with the extended Evans family. Shanna was her best friend as a child, and to have her back in her life meant the world and more to Sam, and even more now that she was standing in a white satin dress, a bouquet of roses on the table, ready to go. “He’s always been crazy about you.” 
Not one to easily believe what others said, even today, Sam shook her head, fighting back tears. She didn’t want to waste the beautiful makeup that was just applied, but she knew that likely was a lost cause. “I just… really can’t believe this,” she murmured.
Lisa’s face was nothing if not thrilled when Sam turned to finally look her and Shanna in the eyes. “Are you happy, honey?” She asked quietly, reaching to push a bobby pin further into Sam’s hair. 
Feeling the last bit of tension leave her body at Lisa’s simple reminder about today – that it was a celebration of her and Chris’ happiness – she affirmed, “...You have no idea.” 
Shanna smiled at her words, swiping one last pass of lip gloss across her lips, just as her phone chimed with a text from Carly. “Do you want Riley to come see you now?” She asked Sam, glancing up at her as she typed out a reply to her sister. 
Sam’s breath caught and excitement flooded her system. Riley had been in and out of what he’d deemed the ‘Estrogen Suite’ all morning, full of grins and energy while he bounced between Chris and Sam’s spaces. Sam couldn’t even remember much of what Riley had done already that day, besides a workout with Chris before breakfast. But he’d been with Chris, Scott, and the rest of the Evanses for a while now, and had yet to see Sam all ready to marry Chris. “Yeah, would you go get him?” She asked Shanna. 
With a simple nod, Shanna exited the room while Lisa helped adjust the satin dress, making sure everything was laying right. Sam was so preoccupied with watching Lisa fuss with the dress that she hadn’t even noticed the teenager standing behind her until she caught a glimpse of him in the mirror. She found herself staring in the mirror for a moment, always feeling as if she didn’t recognize him because the once helpless little boy left with an absentee mother was now becoming a man and Sam felt like for the first time, she was fully seeing it. 
Riley was her brother, but over the years, she had become a mother to him, filling in the many gaps that their life circumstances had left. She remembered being the same age he was and throwing every college advertisement she received straight in the garbage, instead going to the diner each and every day to work herself sore to provide for her and Riley. And here he was, an eighteen year old who had become hard working, kind hearted, and loyal to everyone in his life and for the first time, she realized that for all her shortcomings, she did do something right on her own, and it was Riley. 
Tears were stinging in her eyes, blurring her vision and making her unable to see the tears that were in Riley’s own eyes. Feelings had never been the Merrick siblings strong points, especially for Sam with having to stuff so many of her own feelings just to get through daily life, but things were so different now. So beautifully different. She couldn’t seem to get any words out and just walked over to wrap her arms around the boy who now was a good chunk taller than her, instantly feeling his arms come around her just as tightly. 
Her hands moved over his perfectly ironed white dress shirt to wrap around him, still in disbelief at how suddenly he’d seemed to grow up. “You look really pretty Sam,” his low voice whispered. 
She smirked, unable to stop herself from laughing at his words. Once she’d stepped back carefully, so as to not trip over the short train, she joked, “I better for what this dress cost.” 
“I still can’t believe you’re getting married,” Riley admitted with a slight shrug of his shoulders. “But I’m glad you are.” 
“Are you really?” 
He nodded, a sideways grin sliding onto his face. “Yeah… I like seeing you happy, Sam,” he replied. And while Sam knew how she felt, how she’d felt so determined for the last eighteen years of that boy’s life to do right by him and push aside every ounce of selfishness for his sake, she couldn’t imagine how Riley felt, seeing her growth over the past year. 
“Chris does make me happy,” she confessed, pausing as she reached to pick a piece of lint off of Riley’s tie. “But so do you, Riley.” 
“I know,” he smirked, shrugging his shoulders again cheekily. “I love you Sam.” 
Her lips turned into an emotional frown, a knot in her throat as she, meaning every single ounce of the word and not struggling with them like she normally did, told the boy, “I love you too.” 
And Sam knew that those words were the most true ones she’d ever spoken. She loved Riley with her whole heart and when she thought about all they’d gone through together, it made even more tears well up in her eyes. But with all the shitty places they’d lived, the nights she’d cried while watching him sleep on the couch, wondering how she’d possibly pay for rent or new clothes for Riley, she couldn’t believe that they’d gotten here. That he was going to be going to college, that they didn’t have to worry where their next meal was coming from, and that they not only loved one another, but now had Chris who loved them both so wholeheartedly. 
They’d come a long way together, but Sam also knew that a lot of their recent growth was thanks to Chris. He pushed them both in so many ways, showing them that there was so much more to life than what was just in front of them and making them both believe they could achieve it. Chris had brought out the best in them and she liked to believe that they helped bring out the best in him as well. 
It wasn’t long before Lisa knocked on the door and slipped inside the room. The small smile on her face told Sam everything she needed to know, that it was time to begin heading downstairs and towards the beach. With the all-clear that Chris was already down there with Scott, his father, and his brother-in-laws, Lisa and Shanna escorted Riley and Sam through the hotel and out to the beach. 
The occasional comments from passers-by of nothing but congratulations and well wishes filled Sam with those butterflies again as she walked side-by-side with Riley, the small bouquet of flowers in her hand while Shanna helped with her train. She almost felt as if it was silly to feel so nervous. She’d known for a long time Chris was it for her, there was nobody but him that she even felt an ounce of what she felt for him, but it was just how surreal this whole moment was that brought tears to her eyes. 
As Sam walked up to where the rest of the family was waiting with the officiant, her eyes went right to Chris as he patiently stood there looking handsome as ever in his suit. But what got to her is that he was there waiting for her. She was actually here, walking down the aisle toward a man who had loved her his entire life and as undeserving as she felt of it, she couldn’t be any happier. 
She felt as if she blinked and here she was, standing across from Chris as their immediate family members surrounded them. She couldn’t help but sneak a glance to Riley, smiling at the boy as he sat next to Chris’ parents. But before long, Chris took her hands gently, squeezing them as he gave her an excited grin and listened to the officiant. 
Once the officiant prompted him to begin his vows, Chris took a long, deep breath and spoke,  “Sammy, I can’t remember a day in my life that I didn’t love you. Ever since I can remember, I’ve always been in deep for you and the fact that I’m standing here with you now is the most surreal experience but it also just feels so right. There’s nobody for me in this world but you.” 
Sam couldn’t help but smile when Chris had to let go of one of her hands, moving it up to wipe at a few of his tears that had spilled out of his eyes before looking deeply at her and continuing, “I love your smile, and how it can light up a room. I love your sass and how you can always bust my chops. I love how much you give without end to everyone around you. I love how through everything you’ve been through in life, you’ve kept that compassion and deep love for the people around you and honestly? I just don’t think I could love you more. There’s nothing in life I want more than you and being your husband is the greatest gift and honor I know I’ll ever get in life. It was and will always be you.” 
At this point, Sam knew her makeup was a lost cause, tears spilling down her cheeks from his heartfelt words that she knew were true. But she didn’t know it just because he’d told her, Chris had shown it in so many ways over their relationship, having supported her, encouraged her, and loved her at every turn in the road. 
It took her a minute to even be able to compose herself enough to finally squeeze his hands and start her own vows, telling Chris, “Ever since you came back into my life, everything has changed. At first, I didn’t want it to because I was convinced you still were a stuck up asshole-” 
“Bummer for you that you found out it was true,” he interjected with a smirk on his face, and Sam couldn’t help but roll her eyes as she felt her heart skip.
“That’s for damn sure,” she agreed, before she gathered herself again. “But when I started spending time with you, I found out that same sweet sensitive kid was still there. You showed me what it’s like to love people so openly and I still just feel really thankful that you chose to love me that way. You know I’m not really the best with words or sharing how I feel but I think you know I love you more than anything, Chris. You’ve turned my entire life around and I just want to be with you forever and for the first time in my life, I’m having a dream come true.” 
And that’s what it was. A dream come true when they finally slipped those rings on one another’s fingers and pledged themselves to each other, vowing to continue to be the family they’d already become together. 
And as they turned, with matching mile-wide smiles, to look at their excited guests, Sam’s heart felt whole for the first time in her entire life. Here she was, with rings on her finger and a man on her arm, both of which she never expected to have, looking at – for the first time ever – multiple members of her loving family.
A/N: Thank you all so much for your love and support on this story. We became so attached to Sam and Chris nad because of that, we’re going to be continuing their story through one shots so they’re not over yet! 
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Sliding Into Home ~ The One with the World Series
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Pairing: MLB!Frank Adler x Abigail Hernandez (OFC)
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After a trade from Boston to Los Angeles, first baseman Frank Adler would seem to have it all. Money, women, an amazing niece, yes Frank should have it all. Except for one thing. One thing that left after a mistake five years ago. Los Angeles should be the chance to start over. Except she is supposed to be in Boston. Not his new medical director.
* A Frank Adler AU x Major League Baseball Story**
Warning: ANGST (i can't stress this enough), second chances, cheating, S~M~U~T!!, slow burn, drug use, abandonment issues, betrayal, domestic violence (i may have missed some), flashbacks
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Two weeks later... 
“I want to know.”  
“So do I.” 
“So why can’t we?” 
“Because It’s too early for it to show up.”  
“That seems stupid. Why are we here? You’re perfect.”  
“I’m a mess.”  
A chuckle. “But you’re my mess.” 
“Thanks, I think.”  
Frank kissed the top of Abby’s head. “You’re beautiful Cricket.”  
“I don’t feel like it.”  
“You’re twelve weeks pregnant, Cricket.” Frank took her hand. “You’ve been nauseous every day for the last two weeks. Plus, the stress from the hearing wasn’t helping.”  
“And you’re leaving,” she mumbled.  
“Sweetheart, you know I don’t want to leave you. I have to go to work.”  
“Stupid playoffs.”  
Frank chuckled. Abby had always hated when the playoffs started because he would have to be on the road for five days at any time during the current series. They were starting in LA, the Dodgers having the best record in the West, facing off against Arizona. “Cricket, it’s gonna be fine. Marco and Scott will be home to help. Please, just take it easy, ok?” 
Abby sighed. She knew this but it didn’t stop her anxiety. She thought back on the last couple of weeks.  
Mike had been officially charged with kidnapping and endangerment since there were drugs found in his house.  He was fighting it, of course, but now Frank and Abby had a protection order against him.  He went back to Boston in custody, his bail revoked.  
Diane pled no contest to her charges of assault and battery. The deal she made was to allow her to stay in treatment in Boston as long as she had no contact with Abby or Mike. She asked for a letter to be delivered before she accepted.  Abby read the letter, Diane’s apologies all over it. Abby closed that chapter in her heart, grateful her friend had found peace and recovery.  
Bobby Fuller was suspended pending a full investigation for his involvement with Frank’s incident in Vegas as well as helping Mike with the kidnapping.  He made a statement, saying he was not going to fight any charges or decisions made by the league.  He had earned what would happen to him after everything had concluded and offered his apologies to the Adler family. 
Now, she was dealing with the playoffs and the push for Los Angeles to make it to the World Series once again. She came out of her thoughts as her doctor entered the room. “Hello Dr. Adler.”  
“Hey Dr. Montgomery.”  
“Mr. Adler,” she shook Frank’s hand. “Ready to start the playoffs? 
“Absolutely Doc.” Frank flashed her a smile. “Game one tomorrow.”  
“You better bring that trophy home,” she replied.  “Now Abby, how are you feeling?” 
“Nauseous and thirsty at the same time.  Kinda weird.”  
“Yeah, that happens. Any drowsiness, bloating, cravings?” 
“A little bit of everything.” Abby smiled. “Just generally tired. Had back to back surgeries yesterday and then Mary decided it was time to learn a new hobby.” She gave Frank a pointed look. 
“How did I know she wanted to learn the drums? She said she wanted to play an instrument.” Frank shrugged and gave his best boyish grin.  
Dr. Montgomery chuckled. “Yeah, I can understand that. Well, your blood work came back great, your weight is on track for twelve weeks.”  
“When will I pop?” Abby placed a hand over her belly. “Right now, I just feel big but Frank says I look the same.” 
“No, I said you look beautiful,” Frank argued.  
“Whatever.”  
“Usually, moms pop their bellies closer to 15 or 16 weeks. Like I mentioned, your weight is great for twelve weeks. Now, are we ready to see baby?” Abby nodded.  “Ok, scoot down, shirt under your breast and pants down a little.  Sorry, this is a little cold.”  She squirted gel onto Abby, grabbed the wand and rolled over her skin.  Frank and Abby stared at the screen, just a mix of black, white and gray, until... 
“There it is.” A little peanut shaped blob appeared. It was different from the first scan where it was just a blip of something.  This time, a head was clearly taking shape. “That’s your baby.”  
“It’s like a little peanut alien,” Frank said. 
“Frankie,” Abby whined.  
“What? Cricket, it’s a peanut. It's our...” he stopped as Dr. Montgomery turned on the sound and a rapid noise echoed in the room. “Is that...” 
“Baby’s heartbeat. Its nice and strong, about 150 beats per minute, which is perfect.”  
“They are perfect,” Abby breathed. A tear ran down her face.  
“Cricket, what’s wrong?” 
“I just thought with the stress, that I did something to the baby.” 
Dr. Montgomery cleaned Abby up. “Abby, you are doing everything right. I know that the hearing was stressful, but everything is perfect. I don’t think you need an amniocentesis, so I would relax and enjoy.”  
Abby nodded as Frank said, “thanks Doc.”  
“Pictures will be up front, and I want to see you in four weeks. Good luck, Frank.”  
As Abby and Frank made their way up, they started to talk about baby names. “I like Emily for a girl or Steven for a boy,” Abby said.  
“I’m ok with Emily but Steven? Steve Adler?” Frank twisted his mouth in disgust. 
“It sounds good.”  
“No Cricket it doesn’t. How about Daniel?” 
“Dan Adler? I mean, its ok.”  
Frank sighed.  “We have time right?” 
“Yes, we do.” Abby leaned into him. “When are we going to announce this?” 
“Let’s do it after the playoffs. You won’t be showing for a few more weeks, and we have the box, so you’ll be hidden.”  
“Ok, now if we can only guarantee that Mary will keep her mouth shut,” Abby muses.  
“That’s like asking Johnny not to call himself the ‘Human Torch’. Just impossible,” Frank smiled and kissed her head. “But keep dreaming.”  
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The Dodgers make it through the Wild Card and Division series, defeating The San Diego Padres and the Chicago Cub, respectively. Johnny had pitched a no hitter in the first game against the New York Mets, but a rouge bounce made Frank miss a ground ball in game two, letting the Mets win that game. Fortunately, the Dodgers held themselves together for games three and four and were sitting on the verge of their 13th World Series appearance.  
Frank was pumped. He was already a two time World Series winner with Boston and he wanted to make his new team proud. They were away in New York, but it was Saturday, so his family and Abby’s parents were able to make the game.  
Abby: No matter what, Mary, peanut and I love you so much Frankie. Good luck baby! 
Frank smiled as he finished dressing.  Johnny was also looking at his phone, smiling like a goofball.  “What has gotten into you? Or should I say who?” 
Johnny dropped his phone.  He scrambled to pick it up. “Nothing, no one, what, wait, huh?” 
Frank grabbed his chest and laughed so hard it brought attention from the entire team.  “What is so funny Adler?” Mookie Betts asked.  
“Johnny Storm, our own Human Torch, has a girl!” Frank said through gasps of air.  “Pay up losers!” 
Over half the team grumbled as they pulled out their wallets with Frank and a couple of others holding out their hands. “What the actual fuck is going on?” Johnny asked.  
“I told the guys you were going to be infatuated with a girl.  Thanks for this,” Frank holds up his hand holding up a few bills.  
“You bet on me meeting a girl?” 
“No, that’s a stupid bet. I bet you would fall for a girl. Told them I introduced you to one and said I think this is the one for him and Betts said there wasn’t a chance in hell and others agreed so we made a small yet rather fruitful wager.”  
“You couldn’t have waited until the end of the season, could your Torch?” Betts slapped his back.  
Johnny tried to be angry but instead smiled. “Hell no. Have you see her?” He showed off a picture of him and Katie together by the beach.  “She is smart, gorgeous...” 
“And should have no business with you,” Kershaw said. “She is smoking.”  
“She likes baseball, hangs out with Mary and likes it and she...” he stopped himself. “Never mind. All I’m saying is that I hit the jackpot with my girl so you all can fuck off now.”  He turned back to his locker to finish getting ready.  
“$100 says he’s engaged if we win the World Series,” Kershaw says.  
“No bet. I think he’ll do it at Christmas.  More romantic,” Frank says. Johnny just flips them the bird and the team laughs.  
The game is tense, but Johnny manages to throw only one hit the entire game.  Mookie hits a grand slam and seals the Dodgers fate to another World Series. After the celebration in the locker room, Frank showers and heads out. He sees his wife, daughter and best friend in the family room, Mary asleep in her grandfather’s arms, Abby leaning against Scott and Susie in Marco’s lap. Johnny walked in right after and saw his sister. Before Johnny could say anything, Frank covered his mouth. “Shut up,” he whispered.  
“That’s my sister,” Johnny pointed.  
“Have you not noticed she been dating my brother in law?” Frank hissed. “Since the All Star game.” 
“Seriously? I thought she was with that nerd Reed.” 
Frank sighed and ran a hand over his face. “According to Abby, Reed said he didn’t have time to date because of some crap project about a cloud in space, who the fuck knows. Anyway, when everyone was trying to find Mary, I guess Susie broke down in the backyard and Marco comforted her. One thing led to another, and they started seeing each other in LA.”  
Johnny looked at his sister.  “Why didn’t she tell me?” 
“Geez, I wonder,” Frank deadpanned.  
“Yeah, alright, you don’t have to be a dick about it. Let’s take them to the hotel and get some sleep before we fly home.” He took another look at his sister. “She’s happy, and he’s a good guy?” 
“I couldn’t trust anyone better to protect this family.”  
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The Dodger has two days off before they have to start their series with Boston. The irony was not lost on Frank. Playing the team that had traded him after missing the playoffs last year would either be glorious or gut-wrenching. They are starting on the road this time and Frank is nervous.  Not for the game, but for the fact that Abby had now been dealing with a streak of morning sickness that left her pale, dehydrated and bedridden.  
“Cricket, maybe I can miss the first game? Just until I know you are better.” He smoothed her hair away from her clammy forehead.  
“Frankie, you can’t miss. Susie said she would stay with me and Nugget and Marco. Scottie and Steve are going to go and support. If I feel better, I’ll fly out with Mary for game two.”  
“But...” 
“No, Frank, this is your job.  Win this, babe, and come home and finish it for me here in LA. I promise, if something is wrong, we will call. Your baby just likes to test me is all.”  
Frank ran a hand through his hair.  “The minute something is wrong?” 
“You’ll be the first call, ok? I love you.”  
He knelt next to the side of the bed. “I love you Peanut. Be nice to momma, ok?” He kissed her stomach and then kissed her forehead. “I love you, Cricket. So very much.”  One last kiss, he grabbed his suitcase and was out the door.  
Mary, Susie and Abby watched their boys play in Boston. They took game one with ease, Frank making a spectacular dive in the fourth for a double play.  Johnny hit two homers in the ninth securing the win.  Game two was a different story.  Boston came to play, outscoring Los Angeles by ten.  Abby flipped off the TV at the end of the game, tugging on Mary’s ponytail. “At least Frank hit it.”  
“But they lost.”  
“I know, but you have to look at the positives, Nugget. I’m sure Dad would appreciate it if we kept to the positives.  It’ll make flying home easier.”  
“I guess.” Mary shrugged. “I don’t remember Boston being that good.”  
“Me neither.”  
Frank and the rest of the team came home in a dejected state. Losing that hard took its toll but it just made the Dodgers want to work that much harder.  He hadn’t mentioned it to Abby, but a couple of the Boston guys jeered at him when his was on base.  Fans did too, during game two. It had messed with his head a little bit. Johnny had heard it and reminded Frank that he hadn’t chosen to leave Boston. It still stung.  
The next three games were at home and the Dodgers took the lead after five, with spectacular performances from Kershaw and Storm. Betts hit homers in every game and Frank had two RBIs. Abby had been feeling better to attend the games, making Frank feel better knowing his girl was at the stadium with him.  
Game six and the teams were back in Boston.  It had been a close game, but Frank fouled up in the ninth allowing the winning run on base. But former Dodger Justin Turner would not be denied. He had come over during Frank’s trade and had something to prove.  He launched a walk off rocket off a fast ball from Joe Kelly that went right over the famous Green Monster wall. Joe and the rest of the team walked off of the field with the crowd going absolutely wild in the background.  
As Frank woke up on the day of game seven, he stared at the ceiling. This was the last day to prove to everyone that, despite the year of chaos he had, he was still the best at this game. He turned and looked at his beautiful wife. Abby’s hair cascaded down her naked back, finding comfort of no clothes during her fourteenth week of pregnancy.  Frank moved a piece of hair that had fallen over her face back. Winning her back, completing his mission to marry the love of his life, he knew he had already won the year.  
Abby curled more into his side and Frank wrapped his arm firmly around her. He could snooze for a few more before the chaos of the day began.  
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The game was tight and scoreless. Both teams were playing with no errors. It was the top of the ninth and Frank was on second, having a lucky bounce allowing him to get the double.  Johnny was now at bat and had a two count. Frank took a small lead of the base and could see a fastball would be delivered. Johnny read it perfectly and it bounced in left field. Frank ran for third and the third base coach waved him through to home. Frank slid and beat the throw home.  
Dodgers –1 – Boston – 0.  
The next batter strikes out, but the damage has been done.  It's up to the defense to hold off Boston for the next half of the inning.  Johnny came in as relief to Kershaw and has been on his game all night. He quickly dispatches a batter but walked the next and now it's do or die for Boston.  And Justin Turner is at bat.  
Johnny settles, a shake of his head, then a nod, and let go of his patented fast ball. Strike.  He gets the ball back and takes a breath.  He looks at Frank, who gives him a reassuring nod and he turns back.  Another nod and Johnny threw his change-up, leaving Turner swinging.  
One more.  
Johnny sets, rears back and lets go of the ball.  
It's perfect.  
Until the crack of the bat sounds.  
And Frank watches as it sails over the right field wall. 
Boston has won the World Series. 
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El criollo se llevó el premio Willie Mac GERARDO JAVIER ROMERO El jugador de cuadro de los Gigantes de San Francisco, Thairo Estrada, fue seleccionado como el ganador del Premio Willie Mac 2023, anunció hoy el club. El premio Willie McCovey se otorga anualmente al jugador más inspirador del equipo, según la votación de los jugadores, entrenadores, personal de entrenamiento, personal de la casa club y fanáticos de los Giants. Esta temporada marca el 43 aniversario del premio, que se estableció en 1980, en honor a la leyenda y miembro del Salón de la Fama Willie McCovey . “Espíritu competitivo, capacidad y liderazgo” están grabados en la placa que ahora honra tanto a Estrada como a McCovey. Estrada, en su tercera temporada con los Gigantes, actualmente lidera al equipo en hits (133), dobles (26), bases robadas (23) y está empatado en el liderato con 63 carreras. Ha igualado su mejor marca personal con 14 jonrones y su fWAR (4.1) es superado únicamente por el lanzador derecho Logan Webb (4.9). Las 23 bases robadas son la mayor cantidad de su carrera y la mayor cantidad para un Gigante desde 2012. Estrada ha jugado la mayoría de sus partidos esta temporada en la segunda base (99), pero también ha jugado 24 partidos como campocorto y tres partidos en el jardín izquierdo. Su juego defensivo vale +18 Outs Above Average (Statcast), el tercero mejor en toda la MLB. A continuación se enumeran los ganadores del premio Willie Mac: 1980 Jack Clark 1981 Larry Herndon 1982 Joe Morgan 1983 Darrell Evans 1984 Bob Brenly 1985 Mike Krukow 1986 Mike Krukow 1987 Chris Speier 1988 José Uribe 1989 Dave Dravecky 1990 Steve Bedrosian 1991 Robby Thompson 1992 Mike Felder 1993 Kirt Manwaring 1994 Ninguno 1995 Mark Leiter y Mark Carreón 1996 Shawon Dunston 1997 JT nieve 1998Jeff Kent 1999 Marvin Benard 2000 Ellis Burks 2001 Mark Gardner y Benito Santiago 2002 David Bell 2003 Marqués Grissom 2004 JT nieve 2005 Mike Matheny 2006 Omar Vizquel 2007 Bengie Molina 2008 Bengie Molina 2009 Matt Caín 2010 Andrés Torres 2011 Ryan Vogelsong 2012 Buster Posey 2013 Pence cazador 2014 Madison Bumgarner 2015 Matt Duffy 2016 Brandon Crawford y Javier López 2017 Nick Hundley 2018 Will Smith 2019 Kevin Pillar 2020 Mike Yastrzemski 2021 La Monte Wade Jr. 2022 Wilmer Flores 2023 Thairo Estrada Para recibir en tu celular esta y otras informaciones, únete a nuestras redes sociales, síguenos en Instagram, Twitter y Facebook como @DiarioElPepazo El Pepazo/Líder/MLB.com
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Padres Comeback To Advance.
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The Los Angeles Dodgers won 111 games and were one of the best regular season teams in MLB history. The Padres pushed them to the brink with a couple straight wins in the NLDS this week. The Dodgers got the scoring started in the third inning with a Mookie Betts walk and Trea Turner double. Freddie Freeman doubled in a pair to put Los Angeles up by two after three innings of play. Tyler Anderson and Joe Musgrove had strong outings and the Dodgers added on in the seventh. Mookie Betts started it all again with a lead-off walk and Trea Turner reached on a bunt single. Freddie Freeman was hit by a pitch and Will Smith hit a sac fly to left to put the Dodgers up by three. The Padres would finally strike in the seventh in a big way. Jurickson Profar led-off with a walk and Trent Grisham singled. Austin Nola reached on an infield single to get San Diego on the board. Ha-Seong Kim doubled home a run and Juan Soto tied the game with a base hit to right. Later in the inning, Jake Cronenworth plated a pair with a single to center. This put the Padres up 5-3 after seven innings. Robert Suarez had a scoreless eighth and Josh Hader struck out the side in the ninth. The Padres advanced and ended the Dodgers historic season early.
-Final Thoughts- Tyler Anderson had a great start with five shutout innings, where he struck out six and allowed two hits. Chris Martin had a scoreless sixth, Tommy Kahnle gave up three runs and didn’t register an out. Yency Almonte gave up two runs in 2/3 of an inning. Alex Vesia got out of the seventh and Evan Phillips struck out the side in the eighth. Freddie Freeman led the way with three hits and Trea Turner had two hits on the night. The Dodgers hit 2-for-9 with runners in scoring position and left nine men on base. The Padres will now play the Phillies for the pennant. The Dodgers great season is over way too soon, but the bullpen was always a question mark. 
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Saturday, October 22, 2022 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)
WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: WE WISH YOU A MARRIED CHRISTMAS (W Network) 8:00pm THE HAIR TALES (OWN Canada) 9:00pm
WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT? CRISS ANGEL'S MAGIC WITH THE STARS (CW Feed) WORLD'S FUNNIEST ANIMALS (CW Feed) SWINDLER SEDUCTION (Premiering on October 23 on CTV Life at 8:00pm) WE NEED A LITTLE CHRISTMAS (Premiering on October 28 on W Network at 8:00pm) PIT BULLS & PAROLEES (TBD - Animal Planet Canada) DESTINED AT CHRISTMAS (TBD)
NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:
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NETFLIX CANADA LOL SURPRISE! WINTER FASHION SHOW
2022 FIFA U17 WOMEN’S WORLD CUP (TSN/TSN3) 6:48am: Columbia vs. Tanzania (TSN/TSN3) 10:18am: Japan vs. Spain
NHL HOCKEY (SN) 1:00pm: Wild vs. Bruins (SN) 4:00pm: Blues vs. Oilers (TSN5) 4:00pm: Coyotes vs. Sens (CBC/SN) 7:00pm: Leafs vs. Jets (City/SNEast) 7:00pm: Stars vs. Habs (CBC/SNPacific/SNOntario) 10:00pm: Sabres vs. Canucks (City/SNWest) 10:00pm: Hurricanes vs. Flames
GRAND SLAM OF CURLING (SN360) 2:00pm: Tour Challenge: Men’s Quarterfinals (SN Now) 6:00pm: Tour Challenge: Women’s Quarterfinals (SNEast) 10:00pm: Tour Challenge: Men’s and Women’s Semifinals
CFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN4) 4:00pm: Argos vs. Alouettes (TSN/TSN3/TSN5) 7:00pm: Stamps vs. Roughriders (TSN/TSN3) 10:00pm: Blue Bombers vs. Lions
MLB BASEBALL (SN1) 5:00pm: ALCS: Astros vs. Yankees Game #3 (SN360) 7:30pm: NLCS: Padres vs. Phillies - Game #4
W5 (CTV) 7:00pm: The Murderers Best Friend: A man wrongly convicted of murdering his mother speaks out about the real killer, his childhood friend.
WOMEN’S RUGBY WORLD CUP (TSN5) 7:30pm: Japan vs. Italy (TSN3/TSN5) 10:15pm: Canada vs. United States
NBA BASKETBALL (TSN4) 8:00pm: Raptors vs. Heat (SN Now) 9:00pm: Thunder vs. Nuggets
CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER (CTV) 8:00pm:  Captain America (Chris Evans), the Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson) and a new ally, the Falcon, face an unexpected enemy as they struggle to expose a far-reaching conspiracy that puts the world at risk.
BIG FOOD BUCKET LIST (Food Network Canada) 8:00pm: Toast to Coast
THE HAPPY CAMPER (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm:  Sparks fly between a woman and a hardware store owner as they work together to restore a vintage travel trailer.
DIRTY LITTLE SECRET (Lifetime Canada) 8:00pm:  As Lucy struggles with the consequences of her mother's hoarding, she must decide if she will hide her mother's secret or expose it to the world.
THE DEVIL YOU KNOW (Crave) 9:00pm:  A man grapples with the limits of loyalty after learning his brother may have been involved in a horrific crime. He and his family, increasingly weary of the justice system's failings, soon end up in the crosshairs of a seasoned but jaded detective.
DREAMCATCHER (Super Channel Fuse) 9:00pm:  A masked killer terrorizes a disc jockey and a group of friends at a drug-fueled underground music festival.
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