Donna and Sam got up early the next morning and boarded a flight home. They spent the flight reading, watching movies, and sleeping on one another's shoulders. Donna's back was hurting her that day, and Sam didn't think they should repeat their in-flight activities. They arrived back on the island that evening. Donna started to get their luggage from the back of the jeep.
"Donna, leave that alone!" Sam told her.
"Sam, I think I can get my own carry on." Donna was tired, irritable, and in pain.
"Honey, you shouldn't be lifting anything until we know what's going on with your back." Donna knew he was right she just hated to admit it. Sam went over and grabbed both of their bags and carried them up to the Taverna. Sophie was out sitting at the bar talking to Pepper and Eddie when she saw them come up.
"MOM, SAM!" She yelled running over to them. When she gave her mom a big hug, Donna winced in pain, hoping no one would see, but Sam did. Sophie then gave Sam a BIG hug.
"Hey, baby girl." Donna said.
"Hey, kiddo how is everything around here?" Sam asked.
"Good, it's been pretty quiet, I kept Pepper and Eddie in line." Sophie said causing Sam and Donna to laugh.
"Good, thank you sweetheart, I am going to go upstairs and lie down. I love you." Donna gave her daughter a hug and then slowly made it up the stairs. Sophie turned to see a concerned look on her stepfather's face.
"Sam, is she okay? She doesn't seem like herself, and you look worried. Did something happen between you two?" Sophie asked.
"Her was hurting her yesterday, and I can tell it is really hurting her today, I think that's all it is. We had a great time, and grew even closer if that is possible. I am going to take her to the doctor tomorrow. Does she have a history of back problems?" Sam asked.
"No, not at all."
"Well, I am going to take these upstairs and check on her. I'll see ya later Soph." Sam said with a kiss to her cheek.
Sam went upstairs and put the bags up, Donna was in the shower and he didn't want to bother her. So, he went downstairs and made them some dinner. When he came back up to their room she was in bed watching TV.
"Hey." She said giving him a weak smile when he came in.
"Hey, babe, I made you some dinner." Sam said.
"Thanks."
"Honey, are we okay? You have been really quiet, did I do something?" Sam asked as he sat the tray down.
Donna had been trying to hide her pain from him all day, and that caused her to become distant. She took one look into his worried face and succumbed to her pain.
With tears in her eyes she reached out to him, "Come here." She said as he sat beside her and took her in his arms. "You have done ABSOLUTELY NOTHING wrong. My damn back is killing me, and I didn't want you to know. I can usually handle pain, but this is awful." She said leaning into his chest, she actually did feel better when she was in his arms.
"Honey, I am so sorry. I want you to go to the doctor tomorrow." Sam said.
"Okay. Can I just lay in your arms all night?" She asked.
"Sounds like a plan to me." He said with a kiss to the top of her head.
They spent the rest of the evening in bed eating dinner and watching TV. Donna fell asleep early, so Sam unpacked and cleaned up their dinner dishes. He fell asleep a little after she did; he was exhausted from all of his traveling. He woke up at three in the morning, only to find Donna missing from his side. He saw the bathroom light on and went in to see of she was in there, he wasn't prepared for what he saw. Donna was sitting on the floor doubled up in pain sitting in a pool of her own blood. Sam immediately ran over to her and took her face in his hands; it took him a minute to find his voice.
"Donna, baby, what happened?" Sam asked looking in his wife's tear-stained face.
"I wasn't feeling well, so I came in here because I didn't want to wake you, and I just started bleeding. I tried to clean it up with the towels but it's just so much blood." She said crying. He took her in his arms.
"Don't worry about the damn bathroom. I am going to change and take you to the doctor." Sam picked her up and took her in the bedroom while he changed into a t-shirt and jeans. He then wrapped her in a blanket and laid her in the jeep, with her head on his lap, as he drove to the hospital. While he was driving with his left hand, he kept stroking her hair with his right, telling her how much he loved her and that everything was going to be all right. Donna didn't say anything; she was in too much pain. They were both terrified; they didn't know what was happening or how it would end.