"It's quiet," Sam Carmichael commented softly. Donna glanced up at him,
still registering what had just happened.
"Can I get something straight?" Donna asked. Sam nodded. "When you came to the island, you were engaged." Sam grimaced and gave a slight nod. "So we got involved," Donna hesitated. This was where memories came rushing back. "And you went to do the right thing, and left to get married."
"Yeah," Sam said, subdued. They were silent for a moment.
"So you came back," Donna continued.
"After I realized how much I loved you," Sam added.
"And I wasn't available," Donna said, not pushing any farther. Donna knew for a fact that if he couldn't find her, then she was in Paris with Harry. "So you went back to your two kids, got divorced."
"Got Sophie's invitation, and here I am," Sam said. He stretched and rested his arm around Donna's shoulders. "A married man." Donna smiled. Sophie had so many tricks up her sleeves, it was hard to tell if ending the wedding with Sky was a plan, or if there was sheer reason behind it.
"Donna!" Rosie's voice snapped Donna out of her thoughts. Donna mentally shook herself, and stood up. Sam rose as well.
"I'm going to see if I can find Bill and Harry," Sam whispered.
"Bill's right over there," Donna pointed. "I think where you see Rosie, you'll see Bill from now on." Sam laughed, and walked off in the opposite direction in search of Harry.
"Donna," Rosie said in a low voice. "Are you up for giving a performance tonight?"
"Tonight?" Donna raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah, I know Sophie isn't here, but we could dedicate it to her," Rosie said.
"Rosie, I know it's hard to take in," Donna started. "But I think I'd like to spend some time with my husband tonight." Rosie's face was blank for a moment, then it registered.
"Oh! Geez, Donna, it completely left my mind! It all happened so fast!" Rosie exclaimed, looking sheepish. Donna nodded and grinned.
"Yeah, I think somewhere between my daughter calling off her wedding at the alter, and Sam Carmichael proclaiming his love to me and me getting married.someone was bound to get lost," Donna said lightly. "I did, a few times." By this time, Tanya had walked over, seemingly free of the exuberant leech, Pepper.
"Let me see," Tanya demanded, grabbing Donna's hand. Donna frowned and tried tugging her hand free. "I don't see a ring."
"There's our material girl," Rosie whispered to Donna. "There's no ring, Tanya. It wasn't necessary. It was spur of the moment," Donna said, suddenly defensive of Sam.
"Of course it's necessary! You can't be married without a ring!" Tanya insisted.
"Donna, from someone that has been married three times," Rosie scolded with a smile. She made it clear that she was supporting Donna, and was simply trying to get under Tanya's skin.
"Yes, we can, and we are," Donna said firmly. "We were married by a priest." She pulled her hand free. "I would think one of my best friends would care more about something other than a ring."
"Oh, like your marriage to a two-timing scum ball?" Tanya said airily. Donna was struck into silence, staring at the tall blonde.
"Sam regrets what he did," Donna said shortly. "Bottom line is that he loves me, and always has."
"That doesn't take back that he fooled around with you while he was engaged, then hit the road," Tanya retorted.
"Tanya!" Rosie jumped in. "What are you doing?"
"Relax," Tanya smiled. "I'm only testing you. I wanted to see how devoted you were so that you had a good, long life with him." Donna understood immediately. Tanya was making sure that Donna didn't go down her path of three marriages.
"Thanks, Tanya," Donna said sincerely. Suddenly, both Rosie and Tanya's eyebrows raised, almost simultaneously. A pair of arms wrapped around her from behind.
"Hey."
"I still wouldn't have been scared, Mr. Carmichael, even if my friends' expressions hadn't warned me," Donna teased.
"One of the reasons I love you, Mrs. Carmichael, is because you don't scare easily," Sam replied. "Oh, but there was a time, so very long ago, where three former lovers stood before you." Sam laughed. "Now that expression was priceless."
"Listening," Rosie said as she and Tanya edged closer, never really hearing what totally happened.
"Well, how would you react to that?" Donna asked evenly.
"I would graciously offer my guests a drink, instead of nearly poking one man's eye out, yelling 'YOU!' with such hate.." Sam shook his head and grinned.
"Donna," Rosie laughed. "That's no way to greet a guest!"
"Namely your future husband," Sam said slyly.
"DONNA!" Rosie and Tanya exclaimed. "How was I supposed know?" Donna defended herself so fervently that the others laughed. Sam kissed her gently. Donna found herself gazing into his eyes and nodding. "Let's go sing, girls."
"Can I get something straight?" Donna asked. Sam nodded. "When you came to the island, you were engaged." Sam grimaced and gave a slight nod. "So we got involved," Donna hesitated. This was where memories came rushing back. "And you went to do the right thing, and left to get married."
"Yeah," Sam said, subdued. They were silent for a moment.
"So you came back," Donna continued.
"After I realized how much I loved you," Sam added.
"And I wasn't available," Donna said, not pushing any farther. Donna knew for a fact that if he couldn't find her, then she was in Paris with Harry. "So you went back to your two kids, got divorced."
"Got Sophie's invitation, and here I am," Sam said. He stretched and rested his arm around Donna's shoulders. "A married man." Donna smiled. Sophie had so many tricks up her sleeves, it was hard to tell if ending the wedding with Sky was a plan, or if there was sheer reason behind it.
"Donna!" Rosie's voice snapped Donna out of her thoughts. Donna mentally shook herself, and stood up. Sam rose as well.
"I'm going to see if I can find Bill and Harry," Sam whispered.
"Bill's right over there," Donna pointed. "I think where you see Rosie, you'll see Bill from now on." Sam laughed, and walked off in the opposite direction in search of Harry.
"Donna," Rosie said in a low voice. "Are you up for giving a performance tonight?"
"Tonight?" Donna raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah, I know Sophie isn't here, but we could dedicate it to her," Rosie said.
"Rosie, I know it's hard to take in," Donna started. "But I think I'd like to spend some time with my husband tonight." Rosie's face was blank for a moment, then it registered.
"Oh! Geez, Donna, it completely left my mind! It all happened so fast!" Rosie exclaimed, looking sheepish. Donna nodded and grinned.
"Yeah, I think somewhere between my daughter calling off her wedding at the alter, and Sam Carmichael proclaiming his love to me and me getting married.someone was bound to get lost," Donna said lightly. "I did, a few times." By this time, Tanya had walked over, seemingly free of the exuberant leech, Pepper.
"Let me see," Tanya demanded, grabbing Donna's hand. Donna frowned and tried tugging her hand free. "I don't see a ring."
"There's our material girl," Rosie whispered to Donna. "There's no ring, Tanya. It wasn't necessary. It was spur of the moment," Donna said, suddenly defensive of Sam.
"Of course it's necessary! You can't be married without a ring!" Tanya insisted.
"Donna, from someone that has been married three times," Rosie scolded with a smile. She made it clear that she was supporting Donna, and was simply trying to get under Tanya's skin.
"Yes, we can, and we are," Donna said firmly. "We were married by a priest." She pulled her hand free. "I would think one of my best friends would care more about something other than a ring."
"Oh, like your marriage to a two-timing scum ball?" Tanya said airily. Donna was struck into silence, staring at the tall blonde.
"Sam regrets what he did," Donna said shortly. "Bottom line is that he loves me, and always has."
"That doesn't take back that he fooled around with you while he was engaged, then hit the road," Tanya retorted.
"Tanya!" Rosie jumped in. "What are you doing?"
"Relax," Tanya smiled. "I'm only testing you. I wanted to see how devoted you were so that you had a good, long life with him." Donna understood immediately. Tanya was making sure that Donna didn't go down her path of three marriages.
"Thanks, Tanya," Donna said sincerely. Suddenly, both Rosie and Tanya's eyebrows raised, almost simultaneously. A pair of arms wrapped around her from behind.
"Hey."
"I still wouldn't have been scared, Mr. Carmichael, even if my friends' expressions hadn't warned me," Donna teased.
"One of the reasons I love you, Mrs. Carmichael, is because you don't scare easily," Sam replied. "Oh, but there was a time, so very long ago, where three former lovers stood before you." Sam laughed. "Now that expression was priceless."
"Listening," Rosie said as she and Tanya edged closer, never really hearing what totally happened.
"Well, how would you react to that?" Donna asked evenly.
"I would graciously offer my guests a drink, instead of nearly poking one man's eye out, yelling 'YOU!' with such hate.." Sam shook his head and grinned.
"Donna," Rosie laughed. "That's no way to greet a guest!"
"Namely your future husband," Sam said slyly.
"DONNA!" Rosie and Tanya exclaimed. "How was I supposed know?" Donna defended herself so fervently that the others laughed. Sam kissed her gently. Donna found herself gazing into his eyes and nodding. "Let's go sing, girls."