Title: Woody Falls in love

Chapter six:

Author: Jaycee

Note: Sorry for the long overdue update! Thank you for all the reviews.

There's going to be no Rebecca Howe here – although I like her too – this fic is going to be in the time that Diane and Sam were together. Maybe in my next Cheers Fanfic – if I do write a new one, that is.

Hannibal – Hehe, I'm glad you liked that line. I love writing about sweet moments between Sam and Diane, and I'm glad you like it too!

And again, thank you for all the reviews – and I hope you like this one too! Please don't forget to review! Happy Holidays!

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Diane looked around the house that she and Sam bought a few months ago and smiled. Everything was in place – and she hoped that everything would go their way tonight. It was the night of her and Sam's first year anniversary as a couple and they decided to have a party. But really, the main reason for their party is for Woody to finally make his move on Catherine.

"Hey sweetheart." Diane turned around and saw Sam smiling at her softly. She sighed as she noticed how handsome he looks, wearing his black tux. She walked over to him and linked her arms around his neck.

"You should wear that tux often." She whispered as Sam wrapped his arms around her waist. "I should? Why?" He asked teasingly.

Diane rolled her eyes. She knows how Sam loves to hear her say the words, "Because you look so handsome in it." She said softly, earning herself a long, drugging kiss.

They parted when they heard the doorbell ring. Their guests are starting to arrive. "Happy anniversary." Diane murmured lovingly. Sam grinned and he placed his hand on the doorknob. Before opening it, he whispered, "Happy anniversary, sweetheart." With that he opened the door and in came Norm, and Veera, followed by Lilith and Frasier, all carrying gifts for them.

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"Woody! What are you doing there?" Sam asked when he saw Woody manning the bar. "It's a party! You're not supposed to be working. I hired bartenders for tonight." He continued, gesturing for the young man to stop whatever he is doing.

Woody shook his head. "I want to do this, Sam. It will take my mind off the fact that Catherine isn't gonna show." He replied sadly, fixing his tux.

"Catherine is coming. Carla said so." Sam assured him.

"It's been almost two hours since the party started, Sam. They're not coming." Woody said again.

"Catherine! Wow. You look great!" They heard Carla exclaim.

Sam grinned. "See? What did I tell you?" Woody just grinned and quickly released the bottle of red wine he was holding. "How do I look Sam?" He asked.

Sam reached over and fixed the young man's collar. "Just fix your hair and then go over to her." He told him. "It needs more wave on the left side."

"Oh okay. Thanks Sam!" Woody nodded and went to the bathroom. "Sam!" He heard someone exclaim. He turned around and saw Catherine walking over to him. "Wow…" Was all he can utter as he stared at the young woman in front of him. "I hope Woody will be able to speak a complete sentence after seeing Catherine." He murmured as he checked Catherine out.

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Woody smiled at himself at the mirror as he fixed his hair. "You can do this Woody Boyd. Its now or never." With that, he nodded briskly and went out of the room.

He walked over to the main living room where the party is held and searched the room for Catherine.

She turned around and then he saw her.

As Woody stared at Catherine, he reminded himself to breathe.

She smiled at him and Woody felt his heart stop. He's always known that Catherine is beautiful, but seeing her tonight, wearing a simple strapless black gown, she was breathtaking.

He took a shaky step forward and tried to stop his hands from shaking. "You can do this Boyd." He whispered to himself. "Catherine." He said, not being able to take his eyes off her.

"Woody. You look great." She complimented, smiling softly.

Woody grinned at that. "I-I do? Well, thanks. But I don't look as great as you." He replied.

Catherine blushed happily. "Thank you." They looked into each other's eyes and smiled. Suddenly, they heard a slow song play in the speakers. "Time to dance all you lovely couples!" Sam called out.

Woody looked at Sam and saw the man gesturing at her. He looked at him, confused for a moment, and then he remembered the plan. He stared into Catherine's eyes and held out a hand. "Would you like to dance?" He asked.

Catherine's eyes glittered as she nodded slowly. "I'd like that."

The two made their way to the dance floor, with Woody's left hand holding Cath's right one gingerly. His right hand was placed around her waist. He held his breath as Catherine closed her eyes and gently laid her head on his chest. He sighed contentedly, feeling so happy that he was finally holding this wonderful woman in his arms.

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Diane sighed happily as Sam tightened his arms around her as they danced to the soft music being played by the quartet they hired for the party. "How are Cath and Woody doing?" She asked breathlessly as she felt Sam's lips on her hair.

Sam looked up briefly. "They're doing fine. They're dancing and it looks like things are going Woody's way." He told her softly.

"Great." She replied and then opened her eyes briefly. She suddenly broke away from Sam's embrace and frowned.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" Sam asked in surprise.

"Timothy's on his way to Catherine and Woody." She told him. Sam turned his head and grimaced.

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"Catherine?" Woody whispered.

Catherine pulled away slightly and looked at him curiously. "What is it Woody?" She asked.

He looked down at her and he felt his breath catch. His eyes traveled down to her lips and all he can think about is how much he wanted to feel her lips against his.

As if she could read his mind, she nodded and parted her lips invitingly. He slowly leaned down until their lips were centimeters apart…