Prompt: Since the beginning, Donna should've known it was a bad idea, washing the hotel hall by herself, she wasn't as young as she used to be and the wise thing to do was to call for help. On the other hand, as stubborn as she was, she just got to cleaning things and started her work.
A/N: Shout out to my good friend, Dr. Serpico for the prompt and her help in getting me started!
A/N.2: This is sort of drama llama story, but do not fear, there will be no tragedies.
A/N.3: This story will have swear words and has a high rating because I do not know how adult it may or may not get.
A/N.4: I chose to let my muse takeover on this fic, so I hope you like it!
A/N.5: As always my good peeps, please enjoy your reading. Please don't forget to review!
Much Love To All,
Donna
It had been a rough week for Donna and Sam. Donna was getting sick every morning and sometimes during the day she found herself making a mad dash to the bathroom. She couldn't even get a hold on her normally even temper. There was only one time this had happened and that was when she had been pregnant with Sophie. Since she had to go to mainland to get some supplies for the Villa, she decided she might as well stop by the pharmacy and buy a pregnancy test. Once she finished her shopping, she took the ferry back to Kalokairi. It only took her a total of 15 minutes to complete her trek back to the Villa.
"Sam, I'm back from the mainland." Donna said as she walked to her office to set down the cleaning supplies and see what her husband was up to. Sam was sitting at the desk working on blue prints of something, when he motioned for Donna to sit on his lap. "How are you feeling babe?" Sam asked as she leaned in to hug him. "Well I still feel like shit, if that's what you're asking." she hissed as she got up to grab the bags. Sam just let her go about her business, she had been acting and feeling strange lately but, Sam knew not to press the matter. As she left the office she said to Sam, "I am sorry honey, I don't know why I am so bitchy lately. I am going to change and head down to the beach and relax. When you're finished, come and join me." Donna hurried off to the bedroom she shared with Sam. She was digging through the dresser drawer that held her underthings. Finally she found what she was looking for, her favorite dark red bikini. Sure she was older than most women who wore bikinis, but she lived by the philosophy of, if you got it, flaunt it. Years of working the Villa had produced a very fit body that she was proud of even if it did have a few stretch marks. Once in the bathroom, she undressed and tossed her clothes into the hamper. Sitting on the toilet, she took the test and put the cap back on it. While she was waiting for the results, she put her swimsuit on, tying it in the necessary areas. Tying her swimsuit cover around her waist, Donna grabbed the test and headed to the one place she knew she could escape for awhile. The place where her and Sam had first made love. A place that was going to be made even more special.
She sat there in disbelief. She sat there on the bench swing, staring at the little pink positive sign. Her thoughts began to run wild. Will Sam be mad or happy? Sophie? Am I too old for this? What if I lose it or it's still born? Oh my God, how in the hell am I going to do this? I've never had to tell anyone I was pregnant before, even when I had Sophie. Finally after a few minutes, Donna had broken down with tears trailing down her cheeks. Her crying turned to sobbing in a matter of a minutes. She hadn't the slightest clue how long she sat there sobbing with her knees drawn up to her chest, face buried in her hands. She didn't hear Sam when he came rushing into their special place. Sam sat beside her rubbing her back in small and soothing circles. He was just letting her get the crying out of her system. He only hoped that he didn't do anything to upset her because, that was the last thing he intended to do. Finally, Sam pulled Donna onto his lap. "Tell me Love, what's wrong?" She looked at him and then buried her head into his chest. He just kissed her hair held her tight. Trying one more time, he asked, "Darling, you know you can tell me what's the matter. I could never get mad at you." She stared at her hands for a minute and then showed him the positive pregnancy test. "I... I know we never discussed having kids, but Sam, I'm... pregnant." When Donna's lip started to quiver, Sam said, "Oh Donna, that's such wonderful news!" He didn't give her time to answer as he tilted her face up to kiss her softly. Donna couldn't help it as she melted into his arms. "I thought you might be upset about it. I... This is the first time that I've had someone along for the ride with me. My mother pretty much disowned me when I told her about Sophie and I lost contact with Tanya and Rosie for a few years. I am scared to death about being pregnant. With Sophie, I was too young. Now I'm 39 and too old." Sam looked at her and replied, "Donna, you are not too old. Listen, your mother may not be here with you, but I am here to stay by your side. Are you hungry? I tell you what, let's head back to the Villa, and I will fix you something for lunch." Donna felt relieved. Sam wasn't upset at all, he was thrilled. "I'd like that. While you get lunch started, I think I am going to restock the shelves in the cellar." Before she left the room, Sam knelt down on one knee. He placed a very gentle kiss to the center of her stomach, that was just barely showing. "Alright, just please be careful. You now have a little one to think of and I can't stand the thought of something happening to the both of you." With a kiss to his lips, Donna said, "I'll be careful and holler if I need anything." Leaving the room, she set about to do her task.
The shelves that needed stocked were, all at the top and required a ladder. Donna looked around the cellar and all she could find was a small 4 foot step ladder. However, it would not work very well because she was only 5'6" and the cellar had a range of 15 feet floor to ceiling. Donna set the step ladder in front of the shelving unit. She grabbed a case that contained some bottles of Vodka and stood on her tippy toes and tried to put it on the top shelf. All of a sudden, Donna felt the ladder start to wobble. The case of Vodka fell backwards out of her hands with a loud crash. Donna started to lose her footing and the ladder fell out from beneath her. The next thing she knew, she was falling and tried to catch herself with her arms stretched in front of her. As Donna hit the ground, she felt her right arm snap. Donna hollered out in pain, "SAM! HELP! PLEASE I CAN'T GET UP!" Then she passed out.