Yey! I'm finally putting the next chapter up, I'm really sorry about the long wait and I'm so grateful for all your wonderful comments. The next three chapters were originally one long one but I decided to split it up so I really hope you enjoy and please let me know what you all think.
I think maybe these should be the end of the story but I'll wait and see what everyone thinks first.
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Chapter 4
"Look over there", Tanya was pointing over towards where the tide was slowly going out. She was standing on the beach about halfway between Donna's hotel and the sea, along with Rosie, Bill and Harry, and they had been looking for Donna and Sam for over an hour now.
Donna had gone to wave Sophie's friends off and no-one had seen her since. Sam had also disappeared and while logic suggested that they had snuck off to be alone together, when Rosie and Tanya had gone upstairs to check their friend was getting on ok (Tanya had insisted they were neither nosy or perverted for checking up on their best friend who "let's face it, has not seen the best parts of a man for several years"), the silence coming from Donna's room had prompted them to look in. Upon finding no-one they had continued their search through the hotel but to no avail.
They hadn't wanted to cause a panic but Tanya and Rosie couldn't help feeling a little worried for Donna and they wanted to make sure she was ok. Hence the search party.
"Are those Sam's shoes?" Rosie asked, moving over to where Tanya was pointing.
"Looks like 'em yeah", Bill answered from behind her.
A million bad things went through Rosie's mind in an instant. What if something really bad had happened? What if they had gone swimming? Were they ok? Had they just forgotten to pick up Sam's shoes? Had Sam jumped in to save Donna after she had gone in and somehow gotten into difficulty?
Rosie felt her stomach turn. She knew she was over-reacting but the thoughts raced through her head before she could stop them and she couldn't suppress a little gasp, "Oh God."
Looking up at her friend's faces confirmed that they were also thinking the worst and she felt Bill's arm come around her waist. She was surprised at how much better she felt for just having him close and when she reached up on her tip-toes to give him a hug what she saw over his shoulder made her laugh out loud. Donna and Sam's heads were just visible over a pile of rocks to the side of them and further back on the beach.
"Shoot", Donna repeated as she peered over the rocks at the far end of 'their' clearing.
"What is it?" Sam asked from where he lay.
"Looks like a search party."
"Search party? For us?"
"I don't get it", Donna whispered as angrily as one can whisper. She threw up her hands as if in defeat. "It's our wedding night for Christ's sake. Do they engage their brains and think maybe we want some privacy? No, of course they don't, they just blunder in.
Sam had crawled up behind Donna while she was ranting and now joined her in peering over the rocks out onto the beach. He watched as their friends walked closer and closer to the sea. "Oh no", he murmured.
"I know", Donna replied, rolling her eyes, "We're going to have to go out there."
"No Donna look, they're my shoes on the beach. I think they've spotted them. They must think . . ."
"Oh my God", Donna exclaimed as she realised what Sam was thinking, momentarily forgetting that she was supposed to be being quiet.
Just then Rosie reached up to give Bill a hug and Donna gave a subtle little wave after she thought she had made eye contact.
