N.B. Thank you all for your fabulous reviews hunnies, MWAHS! This will be the last update on this story until 2010! I want to wish you ALL a very Merry Christmas & a rockin' New Year! Hugs for you all! For My own Dynamos… Thank you both, for being such amazing friends to me throughout 2009, I don't know how I'd have got through all the shit without you girls! I love you! Xxx

'M' Warning folks!

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Chapter Eleven

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Hearing a faint knock on the door, Sam paused for a second from his packing and wondered if he was actually just hearing things. When another more urgent knocking sound came, he stopped what he was doing and walked in just his shorts, to open the door. Unlocking it first, Sam slowly opened it and much to his surprise, found Donna stood there. She was staring at the floor as she walked in and Sam closed the door behind her, turning to face her with a confused expression. He knew that her fiancé was back, as he'd seen him walking across the courtyard with Pepper a while ago. What he didn't understand was why Donna was here now, although he wasn't complaining. After her quick exit from his room earlier that morning, Sam had regretfully told himself that that was the end of their brief affair and that what she had said about it just being a bit of fun, had been true. Now she was stood there in front of him once more, albeit not saying anything, nor looking at him.

"I didn't expect to see you, especially with Alex being back." Said Sam, breaking the silence as he stared at Donna and noticed her trembling. "Is everything okay?"

Shaking her head, Donna slowly raised her head to look at Sam. "No, not really." She answered in a tone barely audible, as her gaze met his.

Sam instantly noticed the bright red mark on Donna's face, under her left eye and the swelling on her cheekbone. It didn't take a genius to work out that the marks were the result of being hit by something, or someone and Sam felt his stomach turn. Staring into his eyes, Donna looked so vulnerable and Sam wanted to know exactly what had happened to her, to cause her to be in such a state. Even if she didn't want to tell him, he'd already come to his own conclusion anyway and figured that Alex had done this to her. It pained him to think that someone had done this to hurt her and if was at all possible, he'd do something about it.

"Jesus Donna, what's happened to you?" Asked Sam, stepping closer to her and tenderly stroking her face as he examined the small swelling. "He hit you didn't he?" He continued, watching her flinch in pain and the tears building in her usually sparkling eyes.

Swallowing hard, Donna took hold of Sam's hand that was cupping her face. "I don't want to talk about it." She replied, wiping her tears as they made a break for freedom from her stinging eyes.

Shaking his head, Sam could feel himself getting worked up. "I'm sorry Donna, but the guy's a piece of shit. Who the fuck does he think he is, hitting you?" He said, moving away from Donna and reaching to grab his shirt off the bed. "I think it's time for me to fill him in on how to treat a woman." He finished, sliding his white shirt on and hurriedly trying to do up a few buttons.

Donna could see the hurt in Sam's eyes. Not only was he enraged, but he seemed genuinely upset that Alex had done this to her. There was no way she could let him go in search of her fiancé and that wasn't why she'd come here anyway. Really Donna should've known that Sam wouldn't just sit back and do nothing, he had told her he loved her, so therefore he'd want to protect her. As it stood at the moment, Alex didn't even suspect it was Sam she'd been having an affair with, so having him storming in to protect her honour, would only incriminate her further. It would only add more fuel, to the fast ignited fire of deceit.

"Sam please, don't… I need you." Said Donna, walking over to him and instantly snaking her arms around his waist. "Please just hold me." She then whispered, placing her head on his masculine chest and hearing his loud, thumping heartbeat.

Although all he wanted to do, was go and find Alex to teach him a lesson, Sam softened at Donna's request. She had said she needed him, she wanted him to hold her. Surely these were not the words of a woman who was just with him for the sex… Why did she come straight to me? She's got her two best friends for times like this. Maybe what that bastard has done to her, made her realise I'm the one she wants to be with… Everything raced round Sam's mind, as he did what she asked and wrapped his arms around her. The questions could wait until later. Right now, Sam wanted to treat Donna the way she deserved to be treated; with love, respect and complete tenderness.

"Whatever you want baby." Sam whispered, walking Donna over to the bed and throwing his holdall down to the floor, so they could lay down together.

Laying still, Donna felt Sam's arms pulling her close against his manly body and his breath tickling her ear as he breathed softly. She could feel herself beginning to relax, even though the visions of her fiancé's face as he hit her, still flashed before her eyes. There was something so right about being here with Sam now, that made Donna question her true feelings for both men… She hadn't been lying when she'd said she loved Alex, but his latest actions had somewhat shook her up. He had never before shown a violent side to him, even though she knew he had an argumentative side after a few drinks. Alex was otherwise a charming, loving man and always tried his best to keep her happy, but now, she wondered if it was all an act and he was actually showing his true colours… Sam was different, so different. He had been the guy that had turned her world upside down and broken her heart in a matter of minutes. That of course, was over twenty years ago and as people get older, their perspective on life changes. He had married someone else, raised a family, set up a successful business back in the States and now he was back here, declaring his undying love for her. Maybe it was true, but maybe it wasn't… How can I risk everything, if I don't know for sure? He's lied to me before, Donna thought to herself, whilst being brought out of her thoughts with the sensation of Sam placing a delicate kiss on her forehead.

With her eyes closed, Donna switched positions, so she was now laying with her back to Sam. He moved up close behind her, sliding his arm round to her front and smiling as Donna took his hand, holding it tight against her chest. Feeling her heartbeat now steadying, Sam was glad she'd come to him and not the Dynamos. He had already booked his flight back to New York, but fortunately there hadn't been a seat available until the five past midnight one. It meant he had a few hours to spend with Donna and at this moment in time, it looked as though she really did need him.

"Why are you packing?" Asked Donna quietly, breaking the peaceful silence surrounding them as they laid together.

Closing his eyes, Sam sighed softly and snuggled closer up to her. "I'm going back to New York. I've got work to do and… I figured with him back, it would be a good time to disappear." He answered just as quietly and feeling Donna's body tense a little as she digested his words.

"I guess you're right." Whispered Donna, closing her eyes and trying not to start crying.

Even though Sam had told her that he loved her and that he wanted to be with her, deep down, Donna knew it wasn't possible. She had fallen for him, but they lead two separate lives and in different countries. She had already convinced herself that it could never work out between them; they both ran their own businesses and they both had their own responsibilities. Neither of them could expect the other to give these up. That was the excuse Donna had come up with and one she was going to stick to if questioned on it. What they had shared over the past few days, would always stay in her memory and unbeknownst to Sam, her heart as well. She did love him, she loved him so much, that he'd invaded her every thought since the day she'd seen him again. He of course, could never know this.

Sam was finding it exceptionally difficult, not to get turned on, with Donna laying so close to him. The fresh smell of lavender in her hair, as it fanned out on the pillow next to him and the familiar scent of her perfume filling his senses, didn't help things either. She had his hand held firmly against her breasts and as they laid spooned together, her pert bottom was pressed tightly against his manhood. Donna still had her eyes closed, trying not to think about Sam's impending departure from the island, or her having to confront Alex at some point. It wasn't until she was made aware of Sam's arousal digging into her, that she opened her eyes. For the first time in over an hour, she actually smiled. She hadn't done anything remotely sexual to turn him on, yet here he was, obviously finding it hard to contain himself as he held her close. Maybe it wasn't the most appropriate time to be thinking about him making love to her, but knowing the effect she had on him and the fact that this was definitely going to be the last time they would be alone together, made Donna's next move seem so right…

Without saying anything, Donna finally let go of Sam's hand and slowly reached behind her. Sam was still laying motionless, just enjoying the precious time he had, holding the love of his life in his arms. With her fingers now finding the button of Sam's khaki shorts, it didn't take Donna long to undo it and slide her hand into his boxers, to meet his erection. Feeling Donna taking a tight hold on him, Sam couldn't help but emit a quiet moan, as she then proceeded to move her hand back and forth. Her technique felt amazing to him, as she moved at a torturously slow pace, from the tip of his length, right down to the base and applied just the right amount of pressure. Donna carried on for quite some time, working on Sam and listening to him moan with pleasure, as she varied the movements of her hand.

"Hmmmm, that feels so good." Sam whispered, unbuttoning the top few buttons of Donna's white dress and sliding his hand in to find her braless breasts.

Smirking, Donna was feeling unbelievably aroused, as Sam rolled one of her erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger, causing her to catch her breath. He was rock solid in her hand, as he leaned his head in closer, to find Donna's neck with his mouth. The flicks of Sam's tongue around her sensitive flesh, was starting to drive Donna wild and even more so, when he grazed his teeth along her neck. Everything was moving at a snails pace, each of them savouring the moment they knew wouldn't be repeated. Sam's breathing was labouring, with each of Donna's caressing stokes of his manhood and the low moans he was making, told her she was doing it right. The air around them was turning hotter, as each sexually charged minute ticked by.

"Do you want me Sam?" Donna whispered breathlessly, feeling his hand now leave her breasts and make it's way downwards.

Finding the bottom of Donna's short white dress, Sam slid his hand up underneath it. "More than anything." He whispered in response, trailing his fingers across her supple skin and stopping when he reached the silky fabric of her underwear.

Donna moaned at the sensation of Sam now pushing his hand inside her panties and immediately finding her warmth. He moaned too, feeling just how ready she was for him, when he discovered her wetness and glided two fingers into her. Their touch mirrored one another's, both wanting to satisfy each other as best they could. Sam knew too, that this would be the last time he'd make love to Donna and he wished it could last forever, as he plunged his fingers deeper into her. They were both aching to take it to the next level and when Donna heard Sam's moans increasing with each of her forceful strokes of her hand, she knew she had pushed him far enough. She released her hold on him, hearing him moan from the loss of contact and slowly turned over to face him. Sam's eyes were glazed, as he stared into Donna's and she started to undo the few buttons he'd done up on his white shirt. He was soon exposed to her and he slowly raised up to a seated position, resting his back against the headboard. Donna raised up as well, crouching next to him and staring intensely into his gorgeous eyes, as she eased his shorts and boxers downwards. Neither of them said anything, as Donna then kept eye contact with Sam, whist pulling her dress off over her head. Throwing it to the side of the bed, she quickly did the same with her underwear and crawled up to kneel astride Sam. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling her close against his now naked torso.

"You're so god damn beautiful." Sam whispered, their faces a few inches apart, as he delicately trailed his thumb over her swollen cheekbone and shook his head at the thought of what Alex had done to her.

Smiling in response, Donna wrapped her arms around Sam's neck and leant in to kiss his lips. It was hungry and passionate, tongues fighting against one another, searching for new territory. Sam's hands slid down Donna's back and round to her hips, lifting her up to slide down onto his solid erection. She gasped loudly as he filled her up inch by inch and then slid his hands round to her rear. They were now rocking at a slow pace, gazing back into one another's eyes, as they tenderly made love. It was so loving, so perfect, so right.

Trailing her fingers through Sam's hair, Donna closed her eyes, as his lips found her neck. "Don't stop." She whispered, grinding down harder onto him and feeling him sucking her flesh.

Sam had no intention on stopping. He was feeling himself pushing deeper into Donna's tight, aroused womanhood, making them both moan in unison. The pace was picking up, hands wandering and breathing getting more and more shallow, as the kisses became more intense. Their bodies were now writhing against each other's, taking them towards their climax and fast. With the perspiration trickling down between Donna's breasts, Sam pulled her closer, capturing the moisture with his tongue, before finding her lips once more. Donna began to moan into his mouth, feeling the start of her orgasm building within her and dug her nails into the flesh, as she held on around his broad shoulders. It was fast approaching, making her body move harder onto Sam's now throbbing member and making them both groan with pleasure as she did. With one hand placed on her back, Sam griped on tightly to her hip with the other one. A few more thrusts and Donna was there, emitting a long, low moan as she came. Her orgasm shook her, making her hot body shudder violently against Sam's, as he held her in place. He was right there with her, kissing her with force as he ejaculated within her womanhood. Slowly coming to a stop, the pair of them gasped and fought to steady their ragged breathing. They remained in one another's arms for quite a while, placing sweet appreciative kisses on each other's lips.

"Thank you." Donna whispered, planting one last kiss on Sam's lips, as she raised up to allow him to finally withdraw from her and moved to lay down in the bed.

Moving down to lay by her side, Sam smiled. "It was a pleasure." He said in response, pulling Donna into his arms and delicately kissing her sore cheekbone.

After laying in each other's arms for quite a while, Donna knew she'd have to go. He fiancé was already suspicious and after the way he'd reacted with her earlier, she didn't want to give him an excuse to flair up again. If she were to make it work with Alex, she was going to have to sit down with him, when they had both cooled off. There was still too much going on in her head, for Donna to deal with it right now. She would have to keep it all together, before she well and truly ruined her life and did something she'd regret later.

"What are you thinking about?" Asked Sam, peering into Donna's beautiful green eyes and finding her lost in thought.

Closing her eyes for a brief moment, Donna cleared her thoughts. "Just how different things might have been, if we hadn't have screwed it up all those years ago." Said Donna, looking back into Sam's eyes and instantly regretting bringing up the past, when she saw his sadness.

Slowly nodding his head, Sam sighed. "We can't change the past Donna." He replied, trailing his fingertips down Donna's naked back, as she pulled away from his hold and got out of bed. "But we can take control of our future." He continued, finding his discarded underwear and pulling them on as he got out of bed.

Donna was getting dressed too, trying hard not to make eye contact with Sam. She knew where this was heading. He was about to tell her he loved her again and she didn't want to hear it right now. She couldn't hear it right now, she was weak and every time Sam said it, it wore her down just a little bit more. Donna had tried the whole 'being in love with Sam Carmichael' thing and it hadn't worked the first time, she had no reason to believe it would work now. She kept telling herself it would never work, that they were on different wavelengths, but it hadn't stopped her coming back for more.

Wrapping his arms around Donna's waist, after she'd pulled her dress on, Sam held her tight. "Are you listening to what I'm saying darling?" He asked, hooking his finger under her chin and forcing her to look at him. "You're doing it again. You're running away." He continued, watching Donna swallow softly as they stared into one another's eyes. "You're completely dismissing the idea that we could have a future together and for what? To be with a coward that thinks it's okay to knock you about?"

Feeling her heart wrench at his words, Donna placed her hands on Sam's chest and pushed him away from her. She had listened to everything he had said, but she really couldn't deal with it. Her heart was in complete turmoil. She was feeling things she couldn't quite understand and her head was beginning to thud with all his questions. Donna knew she had to get out of there before it was too late and she broke down, telling Sam exactly how she felt about him. Even if she did, she wouldn't be any closer to bringing simplicity back to her life, she'd just make things worse. If Sam knew that she loved him, he'd never let her go and he wouldn't go back to his own life in America.

"Don't do this Sam, please." Said Donna, walking round to the side of the bed and retrieving her underwear. "Don't ruin what we had this weekend." She added, pulling her panties back on and walking over to the dressing table mirror to straighten out her hair.

Sam stood, now dressed in his shorts once more and watched Donna through the mirror, as she examined the mark on her face. He shook his head, unable to come to terms with Donna's lack of emotion, when she looked at what her supposedly loving fiancé had inflicted on her. His heart ached, knowing a man had raised his hand to the woman he loved and that she was contemplating carrying on, as if nothing had happened. When he thought Donna loved him, everything had seemed so right, but now, Sam didn't know what to think.

"So that's it? You're going to stay with him?" Asked Sam, walking up behind Donna and staring into her eyes through the reflection.

Closing her eyes briefly, Donna turned round to face Sam. "Yes." She simply replied, even though she hadn't really thought it through yet. "You knew I was engaged to someone when we started this Sam. We were never going to be a couple… It was just sex." She finished, now staring back into his eyes and trying not to burst out crying when she saw how upset he was getting.

Reaching out to cup Donna's face in his hands, Sam felt his heart sinking in his chest. "For you maybe. For me, it was so much more Donna." He replied, feeling Donna placing her hands on his bare chest. "We didn't just have sex, we made love… And that's all I feel for you sweetheart…Love." He finished, placing a slow, tender kiss on her soft lips.

"I'm sorry Sam." Whispered Donna, blinking, as a stray tear trickled down her cheek. "It's over." She continued, returning the kiss to his lips, before backing away from him. "Please stay in touch when you return to New York… For Sophie's sake."

Before Sam had time to respond to her, Donna then turned and left, closing the door behind her. That was it. It was over. Running his hand through his hair, Sam sighed heavily and turned to look at the bed where they had just made love… It hadn't ended the way he'd intended it to. In a perfect world, Donna would've told him she loved him too and she'd have got rid of the idiot she was engaged to. But this wasn't a perfect world and Sam's dream of spending the rest of his life with her, slowly dissolved into nothing. He'd tried his best. He'd told her countless times how he felt about her, only to have it practically thrown back in his face. If anything, Sam didn't regret having a brief affair with Donna, far from it, he'd loved every moment they'd spent together. Although it was never meant to be, he'd forever hold the memories in his heart. Then there was Sophie, the young woman that may or may not be his daughter. He would be keeping in touch with her and of course, keeping himself attached to Donna in some way in the process. He didn't have to sever all ties completely…

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Closing her eyes as she sat alone on the beach, Donna could feel the warm sea breeze blowing across the water, as the sun began to set. She had gone down there to be on her own for a while and to try and work through her problems, one by one. It was no use. Donna just couldn't think straight after what had gone on today and her sore cheekbone simply brought her back to reality, confirming she'd messed up. Running her fingertips over her cheek, Donna took a deep breath and sighed, as she then peered out across the calming waters of Kalokairi. Hearing her friends chatting animatedly, as they walked down the stone steps to the beach, Donna should've known it wouldn't take them long to find her.

"Hey you." Said Rosie with a smile, as she and Tanya approached, each holding a bottle of booze in their hands. "We've been looking for you."

Donna bit her lower lip nervously, as her friends sat down in the sand next to her. "Well you found me." She responded, slowly turning her head to face them.

Both the Dynamo's mouths fell open, as soon as they saw the swelling on Donna's face and Rosie leaned in closer to have a better look. For some reason, Donna felt embarrassed and quickly looked away from her best friends, praying they wouldn't start asking questions. That wasn't going to happen, not in a million years. The Dynamos would want to know everything and as usual, Donna would fill them in with the details of the day. It always happened and Donna should've been grateful that she had two amazing friends that would help her through her troubles whenever possible.

After flashing Rosie a worried look, Tanya opened up a bottle of Ouzo and passed it to Donna. "What happened sweetie?" She asked, then reaching for her cigarettes in her bag. "Who did that to you?"

Taking a long swig of the strong tasting alcohol, Donna then took a cigarette from her friend. "Alex." She answered, lighting up the Marlborough Light with Tanya's lighter. "He accused me of sleeping with Bill or Harry… Or maybe both, seeing as I'm such a slut." She finished, rolling her eyes and inhaling deeply on the cigarette.

"He actually came straight out with it?" Asked Rosie, her eye wandering towards Bill's boat docked just offshore. "Wrong guy, but still, how did he know?" She continued, looking back at Donna and shaking her head.

Exhaling the swirling smoke into the now nearly black sky, Donna looked at her friends. "He found a condom in our room." She replied, then taking another sip of Ouzo and peering down at the sand in front of her.

Frowning, Tanya peered at Donna. "A condom?… But you don't use them." She said, taking a sip of her own drink.

"Exactly. We don't use them, so he figured I had been using them with someone else." Donna answered, sighing once more and flicking the ash off the slowly burning cigarette in her hand. "Which of course isn't true, because I didn't use them with Sam either… When we made love all night long in my room." She continued, her voice getting quieter and quieter when she reached the final part and closed her eyes as the vivid flashbacks hit.

Nodding, Rosie shifted into a more comfortable position on the sand. "So he hit you for that?" She asked, taking the bottle of alcohol from Tanya and taking a quick sip.

Shrugging, Donna looked round at her best friend's again. "Possibly… Or it could've been the fact that I then accused him of fucking one of the trolley dollies he works with." She said, causing Tanya to let out a snort of laughter, before shutting straight up. "Which, for all I know could be true. I mean he disappears for weeks on end, supposedly working… But how do I know he's not living some double life somewhere?"

"You don't honey." Responded Tanya, shaking her head. "But I'm sorry… He should never of hit you, ever."

"Tanya's right Don. First of all, no man should ever hit a woman and second of all, he has no real proof that you've been sleeping with anyone." Said Rosie, feeling herself getting upset that Alex had done that to her best friend. "I hope you kicked his sorry arse off the island."

Taking one last drag on the cigarette, Donna exhaled and stubbed it out in the sand next to her. She couldn't look her friends in the eye. The embarrassment hit her once more and she could feel the tears welling up in her eyes for the countless time today. She felt nauseous at the thought of herself being so weak. It wasn't like her in the slightest, she had always been headstrong and fiercely independent, now she was nothing more than a train wreck of emotions… She loved Alex, but was she in love with him? Was she going to carry on as if nothing had happened, because she felt guilty for cheating on him? Was she only staying with him as a safe option, whereas starting something more serious with Sam could be risky? … Donna felt like screaming when the questions started to drive her silently insane.

"Oh my god Donna, please don't tell me you're seriously considering staying with him." Asked Tanya, her tone now raised a little, enough to get Donna's attention. "The bastard hit you for fuck sake. What's to say he won't do it again?" She continued, grabbing Donna's arm and pulling her round to face her and Rosie.

Wiping the tears, that were now running down her face, Donna took a deep breath. "I need to speak to him… I'm going to try and make it work." She answered, barely audible over the sound of the ocean lapping the shore.

"Donna!" Exclaimed Rosie with shock in her voice. "You can't be serious. What about Sam? Does he know what Alex did to you?" She asked, now staring at her best friend in total disbelief, as did Tanya.

Slowly nodding, Donna wiped her tears once more. "Yes, I went to see him and I had to stop him from going to kick the shit out of Alex… We…" She replied, now seeing her friends nodding. "We ended up having sex again and… Oh my god, this is such a fucking mess. Why the hell did Sam have to turn up here and why the hell did I start this whole stupid affair?" She finally finished, slumping forward to hold her head in her hands.

Moving closer towards their best friend, the Dynamos pulled Donna into a tight embrace. "It happened because you love him Donna. You couldn't resist him honey. Maybe it was fate, maybe it was meant to be… But one thing's for sure… Alex doesn't deserve you honey." Said Tanya, gently rubbing Donna's back and letting her cry to get it out of her system. "He's an asshole and Sam should've kicked the shit out of him."

Holding Donna close, until her sobs had subsided, the Dynamos still couldn't get over the fact that her fiancé had hit her. They knew Donna was a mess and once they had got her to listen to reason and face the truth, that Alex had no right to do that to her, then they could help her see things more clearly… To them, it couldn't be any clearer cut; Sam loved Donna, Donna loved Sam, Alex was an asshole and needed to be taught a lesson of some sort. If they had to do it themselves, then they would. They'd do anything to protect their best friend, anything… Waiting for Donna to compose herself, Tanya passed her the Ouzo, to steady her nerves.

"Where's Sam now?" Asked Tanya, staring into Donna's red rimmed eyes.

"He's packing. Going back to New York. Back to his life, like I'll go back to mine." Replied Donna, taking a sip of the stinging alcohol and passing it back to her friend.

Shaking her head, Rosie sighed. "Oh Donna, are you sure that this is what you want love?" She asked, feeling herself welling up too, at seeing her friend so stressed.

"Yes." Donna whispered, slowly standing up and shaking the sand from her dress. "I love you girls." She added, before turning and walking away towards the villa.

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Reaching the top step from the beach, Donna stopped in her tracks, as she came face to face with Alex. He looked as though he'd been crying, he looked apologetic, he looked so sad. Staring into one another's eyes for a few silent filled moments, they both seemed to be at a loss as to what to say. Alex finally shook his head, as he peered at the wound he'd inflicted on her in the heat of their argument. He felt guilty for hurting her, even though, at the time he hadn't stopped to think about his actions, or the consequences they might have held.

"Donna, I'm so sorry." Said Alex, reaching out to try and stroke her face, only to have Donna back away from him.

Seeing Pepper walking out of the reception, Donna cleared her throat. "Maybe we should talk about this upstairs." She replied quietly, not wanting anything to erupt in front of her young workers.

Alex nodded in agreement, relieved that his fiancé was still talking to him after what he'd done. Turning, he started to walk across the courtyard, towards the reception area. Donna took a deep breath and followed, nearly jumping out of her skin, as Sam appeared around the corner, carrying his black holdall. He stopped walking, his gaze falling on Alex as he went up the steps on his way to Donna's bedroom. Sam could feel his anger building up inside him, as his fist clenched into a tight ball. Noticing this straight away, Donna was overcome with a surge of nausea tearing through her and a panicked look took over her face. She shot Sam a warning look, telling him to back down and not say anything. That was all she needed right now, her lover and her fiancé getting into a fight and blowing everything out of the water. For Donna's sake, Sam backed down. He didn't want to cause her any more trouble than he already had. She had made her decision and he would just have to accept it.

Feeling her heart beating double time, Donna realised it had worked. She stared at him for a few moments, taking in his handsome features for the very last time and mouthed the words 'thank you' to him, as she slowly walked away. With that, she knew Sam was gone and she now had to face her fiancé once and for all. She reached her room, feeling her breathing become shallower, wondering if she was doing the right thing. Alex was sat on the edge of the bed waiting for her and instantly started with the apologies once again.

"Enough Alex." Said Donna holding her hand up to silence him. "You say you're sorry now, but how do I know you won't hit me again when you decide to jump to your own conclusions?" She continued, her tone cold and low. "Do you know, I always told myself that I could never be with a man that showed violence towards me or my child…Yet here I am here with you now, when really I should be telling you to leave."

Standing up, Alex walked towards Donna, coming to a stop a few inches away from her. "It will never happen again beautiful. I promise." He whispered, sliding one arm around her slender waist and pulling her towards him. "It's just the thought of you letting another guy touch you, makes me crazy… But if you say nothing happened with Harry or Bill, then I believe you." He continued, placing his hand on her cheek and kissing her softly on the lips. "I trust you."

Donna closed her eyes. Alex had said he believed her, he trusted her and now she was the one feeling like shit. She had been sleeping around behind his back and she had thoroughly enjoyed every single minute of it too. Now because of this, she'd near enough let Alex get away with what he'd done. Donna knew she would have to push all thoughts of Sam Carmichael to the back of her mind, if any part of this relationship was going to work out. She just hoped the damage she had caused, could be fixed as time went on and her fling with Sam would become a distant memory of what might have been.

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A.N. Ok there ya go my friends… Hope you liked it? Stupid Donna, poor Sam… I promise that if you're nice and review, you will see what happens next. More drama to come and hopefully it includes the end of Alex?! Hehehe… You know what to doooo, Loads of love, Liv x