A/N: Sorry for not updating this fic sooner, I have been working on other fics as well as reading other fics.

WARNING: There will be mentions of an *anxiety attack* and, this chapter will contain an argument/verbal fight between Donna and her mom. There will also be someone getting hit/slapped. So, if you dislike certain aspects, do not read further.

*I suffer from anxiety attacks, so I can assure you that the details are accurate. The anxiety attack written in this chapter, is not meant to offend anybody.*

So, I am writing this chapter as "heavy drama llama content" for the first part. There may be more drama in the next chapter though.

Also, I wanted to ask if you wanted me to fast forward a little or keep doing what I am doing?

Please review. I need to know if you guys like this story and if I'm doing a good job. The future of this fic depends on your feedback!

I almost forgot something! This story is not beta-read, therefore, any and all mistakes are mine.

As always my good peeps, enjoy reading!

Much Love,

Donna

We arrived at the restaurant five minutes early. There was somewhat of an uneasy feeling that settled in the pit of my stomach. Sam could tell I was nervous, "Everything is going to be okay. I know that you're nervous, but I will be right there beside you. I love you, gorgeous." Reassurance was just what I needed. "Thank you, babe. I love you too." We found our way to the table Anna had picked. It was at the back of the restaurant, perfect for privacy. Once we were sat down, Sam and I ordered our drinks. I ordered a Vodka Martini, and Sam a Whiskey on the Rocks.

When I seen the face that was our realtor, the face that was my mother's, I froze. 'Shit. I forgot my mom was a realtor. I hope to...' I was pulled out of thought when she spoke."Hello, Gracie Lynn Sheridan, pleased to meet you." She gave me a sideways of utter disdain as we all sat down and ordered our meals. The dinner itself was amazing as were the drinks and conversation. However, my heart wasn't in any of it. My mother gave me another look and, I could feel myself shrinking in anxiousness. 'Oh. Oh God. Deep breath Donna. You need to calm yourself before you have a panic attack.' After a few minutes of trying to curtail my oncoming anxiety attack, I had to leave the table. "Please, excuse me. I need to use the ladies room." As I hurried into the bathroom, I could feel the bile rise in the back of my throat. I knew that I was in the middle of a full blown panic attack. I haven't had one since the day I called my mom to tell her I was pregnant and didn't know who the father was. I couldn't think or see clearly and the room started to spin. The next thing I knew, I have my head over the toilet, vomiting. With a groan, I pulled myself up and flushed the toilet. I walked up to the sink to rinse my mouth out and to splash water on my face. When the door opened, I looked up in the mirror and saw my mother staring at me. "Nice of you to finally see you after what, twenty one years?" I took a deep breath and turned to her. "What do you care? You are the one who disowned me after I told you I was pregnant. I never once thought ill of you, even though you treated me like complete shit because, it was out of wedlock." She gave me a snarl as she curled her lip and walked up to me and got in my face. "I wouldn't have disowned you if you weren't such a little slut. You disappointed me, Donna. I never thought my only daughter would grow up to be what you are." I took two steps backwards and, I closed my eyes tightly. "You know what, mom? I can see why dad left you. You are always self-centered with an over-sized ego. I apologize to you for saying this, but you need to hear it from someone. You need to stop acting petty. You need to sop acting like a god damned bitch, and act your fucking age." The next thing she did broke my heart. 'I never thought that she of all people, would stoop so low.' I thought as I felt the sting of her open palm against my cheek. The force of it had me stumbling into the wall. 'I have got to get out of here... Away from my mother.' She had a smirk of satisfaction across her face as she seen the tears filling my eyes. Albeit forcefully, I pushed her out of my way and ran out of the bathroom. I was rushing past our table and out of the restaurant. As soon as I got outside, I fell back against the wall and slid down, burying my head in my hands. I was sobbing loudly by time Sam found me.

I felt Sam as he knelt down in front of me. He pulled my hands from my face and, brushed the mascara laden tears away, with the pads of his thumbs. "Oh, Donna are you alright?" I looked at him through blurry eyes. "I... I don't know how or what to feel. My own mother hit me. I love my mother dearly and there's no point in hating her." I paused as I took a deep breath, "I just wish she could see how well I've done. But no, she has to be a damn bitch just because I don't know who Sophie's dad is. Is it really that bad, Sam? Am I a horrible person because of one little mistake?" Sam sat beside me on the sidewalk and hugged me to his side, and I laid my head on his shoulder. "Listen to me, Donna. You did not make a single mistake. If your mother can't see the fact that you've done well for yourself and that Sophie is a wonderful young woman, that's her problem." I took a deep and centering breath. "You're right, it is her problem. But I... I still feel like I've did something wrong. Can we please go home? I need to calm down and, being here isn't helping." Sam stood up and held out his hand so he could help me up. "Yes we can. I am going to go inside to tell Anna that were leaving. I'll be right back, darling."

It took five minutes for Sam to finish speaking inside and I thank God it wasn't any longer. "You ready?" Sam asked me as he grabbed my hand. "Oh, most definitely. I am ready to get out of this dress and shoes." As we got in the car, I noticed the look in his eyes. 'Good Lord. He's got the look. Of course I don't mind...' We rode most of the way home in silence which was a nice reprieve to what we just dealt with. When we got home, the sun was just starting to set. As Sam helped me out of the car, he said, "Come with me, I have something to show you. Though, we should probably get changed into something comfy first." He took my hand and we walked up to our bedroom. I went into the bathroom to change, first. But I didn't feel like changing into actual clothes, so I just grabbed my silk robe and, tied it kind of loosely around my waist. It was loose enough to show a little skin. 'Let's see how wound up he gets.' As I left the bathroom, Sam had his back to me. All he was wearing was a t-shirt that was fitted against his muscles and a pair of sweat pants. I snuck up behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He turned around to hug me and said, "Follow me, I have something I want to show you." Sam took my hand and led me down the stairs and out the back door of the house onto the terrace. He sat down and tugged on my wrist, making me fall into his lap. "Look at the sunset." He said as he was pointing to the sky. I looked at the sky, and I must say it was an amazing sunset. "It's so gorgeous!" He took his hand and flicked my nose. "Yeah but not as gorgeous as you, babe." We sat there in silence, my head on his chest watching the sun go down. " After the sun had completely set, Sam said, "I have one more place to show you." He paused for a second as he smirked and licked his lips. Sam led me back into our bedroom before he said, "However, there's a dress code of sorts." I raised an eyebrow. and said, "Oh really? Just what would be the said dress code?" Sam motioned toward the door near the bathroom. "Go into the back of the walk in closet. There is an armoire, open up the second drawer. You should find something to your liking... And mine." Sam paused before continuing, "Meet me in the kitchen when you're done changing." As I walked into the closet, I kept wondering, 'What exactly is the dress code? To my liking and...' I trailed of as I opened the second drawer to the armoire. In the draw lay an assortment of various swimsuits, some bikinis, some one pieces. 'So, that's what the dress code is. I wonder what Sam has up his sleeve.' I dug through the various swimsuits and finally decided on a black Dolce and Gabbana halter top string bikini. Something that would definitely be to the liking of Sam. After putting on the swimsuit, I grabbed a matching silk robe and tied it around my waist, and made my way down to the kitchen.

When I got into the kitchen, I seen that Sam was wearing swim trunks and a button down shirt that was unbuttoned. He also had his back to me. I quietly walked up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. When he turned around, he caught sight of me in my robe. You could tell he was staring at my chest which, of course he was and, I wasn't exactly complaining. The way I had my robe tied, made it look like I was wearing nothing underneath it. Putting my forefinger under his chin tilting his head up, I said, "Eyes are up here, babe." He tried to open my robe, but I stepped out of his reach. "Nope. Hate to break it to you but, let's get to the place you wanted to show me first. Then I'll let you untie my robe." Sam rolled his eyes, "Fair enough. Follow me." he said as he grabbed my hand. He led me out into the back yard and down a path. When we got to the end of the path, there was a tall wooden fence, surrounded by trees. "Close your eyes." Sam whispered in my ear. I heard the small clanking of metal on wood and then his hand was on the small of my back leading me through the gate. "Open your eyes darling." He paused a minute for me to open up my eyes."Welcome to my Oasis." What I saw was amazing. There was a huge in-ground swimming pool. a hot tub, a little bar with a grill, lounge chairs and a little pool house for all of the supplies needed for upkeep. I looked at up at him and, he had a shit eating grin. 'So that's why there was a dress code.' Sam let go of my hand and went over to the bar. "Fancy a drink, my love?" I nodded my head as he poured us each a glass of wine. After we each drank a glass of wine, I decided to do a little bit of teasing. I walked up to Sam and gave him a kiss that was sweet and simple. He tried to untie my robe but, I moved back a step, just out of his reach. "Hmm.. Not yet, love. You'll have to catch me first." He was definitely up for the challenge considering that he caught me almost as soon as I took off running. "Now can I untie your robe?" He asked after catching me. "Sure." I said kind of nonchalantly. As Sam untied the robe, he gave me a cheeky grin. I smiled, "Like what you see, hmm?" Sam smirked which immediately told me that he did like what I was wearing. Before Sam could say or do anything, I ran and took a flying leap into the pool. He took off his shirt and jumped in right after me. We spent about a half hour in the pool, before I went to get out and walk to the hot tub. However, instead of me walking to the hot tub myself, Sam scooped me up and walked us both to the hot tub. He said to me, "You make yourself comfortable and I am going to get us another drink." as he was walking away, I couldn't help but think, ' Damn. Why does he have to be so hot when he is wearing just his swimming trunks?' Upon his return, I had my arms behind my head, just relaxing which, made my chest appear a little bigger than it was. It was definitely a good way to get what I wanted. What I wanted was Sam.

When he got into the hot tub, he handed me a glass of my favorite drink, a Jack and Coke. Sam and I both downed our drinks in one gulp and set the glasses down on the edge of the hot tub. We sat in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the quiet. When the silence was over, Sam brought his hand up to caress my cheek and smirked when he seen that it gave me goosebumps and made me shiver. Judging by the darkening of his eyes, he knows what I want. Moving in front of him, I straddled his lap. "Thank you for being so kind and caring earlier. It means the world to me. My knight in shining armor." I said softly. I didn't intend to, but I had a few tears fall from my eyes. He smiled softly and whispered to me, "There's no need to thank me, I'd do anything to brighten your day." Sam kissed my tears away. ''It feels nice to have him back. It feels so nice to have someone who loves me and takes care of me.' I thought as I said, "You'd do anything?" He just smirked. "Yes, Donna. Anything." So what did I do? Slowly I kissed him from his forehead, to his eyes, his cheeks and finally, his lips. I ran my tongue across his bottom lip, requesting access. It was quickly granted. My tongue swept into his mouth and he moaned in return. The sound made me forget everything around me, the exception being Sam. I reached down to Sam's waist, I wanted his swim trunks off. As soon as possible. "Easy there Tiger. How about we take this inside? It's starting to thunder out and, I'm sure you don't want to get caught in the rain." He was right, I didn't want to get caught in the rain. I let out an exaggerated sigh, "You're right, I don't. But I do have something else in mind." Another clap of thunder clapped. I hurriedly wrapped and tied my robe around me and, Sam put his shirt back on. We got inside and just as the rain started to pour. "So, what exactly was that certain something that you had in mind?" Sam asked me, as he stared at me intently. "Well, I was thinking that maybe we could go take a shower and then go to bed." The feigned look of confusion and disappointment on my husbands face was hilarious. "Oh honey, surely you do know I meant that when we go to bed, there won't be much sleeping." He smirked and bit his lip, which made him look very hot. "Thank God. I thought there for a minute, that you were exhausted and didn't feel up to it. I am happy to see that, that is clearly not the case." I smiled at Sam as I grabbed his hand and pulled him upstairs and into the master bathroom.

The look in Sam's eyes was filled with love and desire, a look that I'm sure was mirrored in my eyes. No time was wasted as we took of our swimsuits, turned on the shower and stepped under the streams of water. Sam took hold of my waist and pulled me flush against him. "You, darling, have no clue what effects you have on me." In order to answer him, I broke the kiss. "I do happen to know what one such effect is because, I can feel it pushing against my thigh. Which by the way, I am in need of right now." Honestly, his actions weren't surprising at all, but I still gasped as he pushed me back against the shower wall. Sam moved his hands from my waist, up my sides to the underside of my breasts. He spent a few painfully slow minutes tracing every contour of my chest, placing a few kisses here and there as he did so. In a hoarse whisper I managed to say, "Bed... Please..." I couldn't finish my sentence because Sam picked me up, turned off the shower and brought me into the bedroom, where, he laid me down gently. Sam hovered above me, watching me intently for a moment. In a hoarse voice he said, "Donna, you haven't a clue how much I love you." I had a general idea but, it was probably more than I realized. I reached up and pulled his face down to mine and whispered, "Why don't you show me?" Giving Sam no time to answer, I gave him a searing kiss. He returned it, running his tongue across my bottom lip requesting access. Access was granted and his tongue was dancing around mine, tracing and memorizing every contour. I had just wrapped my arms around Sam's neck when a clap of thunder sounded and it started to rain more than it had when we had to run back inside. My husband thought, without warning, that it was the perfect time to strike. He thrust himself into me and paused for a minute to allow me to adjust. Then he slowly eased himself out which, made me groan. I wasn't in the mood for teasing and decided to take matters into my own hands. I took my husband by surprise as I wrapped my legs around his waist and flipped us so, I was hovering over him. I leaned down and gave him a soft kiss on the lips then, trailed open mouthed kisses up his jaw line to just under his ear, and back to his lips. He smirked at me. "My little minx." He purred as he grasped my hips. I took that as a sign and, gently slid onto him. 'I don't think I will ever get tired of this...' I set a slow pace at first wanting to savor every minute. That idea went out the widow. Why did it go out the window? It went out the window as soon as Sam moved his hands from my hips to the underside of my breasts. He caressed the underside of each one, making me visibly shiver. My husband just smirked. Even after 21 years, he still knew what moves to make. His hands continued moving over my chest and eventually he moved them to both sides of my neck and pulled my face to his. The kiss was soft but as soon as his tongue ran across my bottom lip and gained access, I moaned. I made to quicken the movements but was stopped as Sam flipped us and he was staring down at me. "As much as I love you being on top, my little minx, I have a feeling you and I both need more than that." He started to thrust at a slow pace, but I couldn't handle it and, I told him as much. "Mmm... Please... Almost there." Sam paused to wrap my legs around his waist. He started to thrust slowly but after a minute he started to up the pace. With one final thrust of his hips, I was the first to break. I screamed his name as he spilled himself into me. Almost immediately, he followed with a deep groan and rolled off of me to lay beside me. I looked at him and hoarsely whispered, "My. God. That. Was. Amazing." He smirked as he pulled me into his side. "Indeed it was. I don't know about you, but after what we just did, I am starving. What do you say we go down and grab us a little midnight snack?" I nodded in agreement and, got up to walk over to where our robes were laying on the floor. After putting them on, Sam and I made our way downstairs to the kitchen.

I woke up at 10 the next morning, to Sam's phone ringing. He was still asleep so I picked up the phone almost immediately.

"Hello?"

"Hi, mom! You'll never guess what came in the mail this morning."

"Is it the DNA test results?"

Even from hundreds of mules away, I could practically feel and hear Sophie's excitement. I love when her voice sounds happy like that.

"It is. I was going to open it straight away but, decided not to. I figured you should be the one to open it?"

"When Sam wakes up, I'll tell him that we got the results back. We were going to leave a couple days from now, but we will come as soon as possible. Fyi, we'll probably be bringing your brothers with us. So could you see if Sky, Pepper and Eddie can get two rooms ready?"

"Yes, ma'am I can. Can't wait to see you guys! Give my love to Sam and the boys."

"Alright, sweetheart. Love you and see you soon."

As soon as I ended the call, I looked over to see Sam awake and smiling. "I take it the results are in and, she wants you to read it first ?"

I gave him a quick kiss to his lips. "She did and is very excited to see what the results say and to meet Jackson and Peyton." When Sam sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, I thought, 'He looks adorable all mussed up with sleep.' We both reluctantly climbed out of bed and put on our robes. "Well." Sam said, "I will get our bags and get the boys' bags and then we will have them meet us at the airport. Just think, in 24 hours we'll be together and at home. "

**fast forward 2 ½ hours)**

Once Jackson and Peyton arrived home, we quickly got our go-bags packed, the rest of our stuff will be shipped to Kalokairi.

The plane ride was rather quiet but no less exciting. After a 12 hour flight, we finally made it to Athens When we reached the harbor, Sam, the boys and I, boarded the ferry and sat in our seats, waiting for Kalokairi to come into view.

Please tell me what you think. For some reason, I feel like the last half of the chapter didn't turn out right.