Hey ya'll! I just wanted to say, I have been so busy but I've managed to see Never Been Kissed again and all that I've been working on, all the inspiration that I'd had the first time I started writing this came back to me! I Very much appreciate the feedback you all have given me and I just I can continue to do this movie justice.

Anywho, here we go again. Thanks for the motivation!

Never Been Pregnant Total Vaughn Lover

Chapter 2 (Part III)

"Josie, The "Star"

They were all smiling anxiously and in their hands was a copy of her latest article. She stole a look at Sam who looked a bit embarrassed when he saw the picture she'd submitted for the anniversary article and the pink hearts that surrounded not only the headline, but made a border around the writing.

"No you didn't," he mouthed to Josie who just grinned in reply as she pulled the cap off the pen she always kept with her notebook. She then put her focus back onto her "fans," who thrust their articles at her and even added comments about how they'd actually met last year, some "constructive criticism," regarding her article, and asking for tips on how they could find a handsome teacher and then more importantly, get him to fall in love them.

Josie tried very hard to answer their questions and not steer them in the wrong way, much to Sam's relief. But she could relate with what each of them were feeling. What had happened to her last year was the type of thing fairytales were made out of, and she was sure if this had been someone else's article that she had read, she would get obsessed with making sure it happened to her as well.

"Really Josie, I know that you think high school students shouldn't date their teachers but when it happened to you, didn't you think it was okay?" demanded a sixteen-year old girl who reminded the Coulsons strongly of Aldys, former queen of the denominators and the most down-to-earth girl at South Glenn High.

"Well...ye," Josie began but she paused when she felt Sam's hand on her elbow.

"Actually, if you don't mind the high school teacher's input," he began, flashing them a mildly stern look. All the high school girls became silent. Josie felt that the girls would probably sit down if desks were available. "I don't think there's anything wrong with falling in love with a student. Falling in love is very unpredictable and sometimes very hard to control," he said, his frown breaking into a heart-melting display of beautiful strong teeth. "Believe me, I know. But, if you start acting on those feelings while you still have that student-teacher thing going, then things can get very political and there's a high chance you'd end up not wanting anything to do with each other because of all the pain and humiliation you've undoubtedly went through." Sam then crooked his free arm around Josie's shoulder and pulled her till they were just about earshot. "I've got to say, I was not only lucky she was really twenty-five but that I was able to keep myself in check."

Josie could felt heat flowing upward from her neck as she closed her eyes, anticipating the kiss he undeniably going to reward her with. He was already close enough and she felt the aroma of his dissipating cologne get slightly stronger as his face moved in.

"Okay Mr. Coulson, then I've got a question for you," another "student," piped up.

"Shoot," he urged her as he backed off and satisfied his urge to embrace his wife by cocky his head against hers.

"You said you were lucky she was twenty-five. What would you have done differently if she had really been eighteen years old?"

Sam let out a, "ha, ha, nice one," as he pondered what he was going to say. And it didn't help matters any that Josie had flipped her head around to study him with a quizzical glance. Actually, he'd told himself he'd wait for her to graduate then take things from there, part of him just wanting to take the relationship fast and get hitched before all his students went their separate ways. But he always caught himself thinking that the scene would probably not have played out that way. If Josie Geller had really been a senior, he might be dating her but their relationship would probably have been long distance. 8 months out of the year she would be away at college, and he would be in Chicago, worried to death and scared that someone better-looking and closer to her age guy would sweep her off her feet; not married for an year and expecting.

"Sam Coulson? Earth to Sam Coulson?" Josie said in a mocking tone as she knocked on his head, "are you still in there?"

Sam came back to life and stared at Josie. She was immediately confused. She'd seen a deep pain and unsuredness in his eyes. Wow, had that answer really been that tough to come up with? He put a hand into hers and then flashed a cocky smile towards the group of anxious-faced girls.

"Well, if Josie was 18, I think that we would have made it to graduation. Then I would have probably found her at the after grad party and declared the feelings that had grown in me from the day I first met her."

There was a bunch of "Awws!"

"Then we'd probably have had a nice summer together. I'd probably have seen her off with a smile on my face and then gone home crying because I was so lovesick. I'd also probably be so grouchy at work and hand out a lot of homework just so there'd be a lot to grade and I wouldn't have to think about Josie on the arm of another guy,or dreading that she would call me to break up because she didn't think the long distance thing was working. Or maybe she'd claim that the magic had died after we separated, that her feelings had changed to ones for a young handsome Ivy Leaguer who could do more then impress her with Shakespeare theories and bad stereo types of guys and how they hurt girls cause they never want to grow up and make a commitment."

Sam finally stopped ranting and he realized all eyes were on him. The nice thing was they were all looking at him like there couldn't be an Ivy Leaguer that could sweep Josie off her feet the way he had, though in truth he really didn't remember doing anything out of the ordinary until after they'd become an item.

He glanced over at Josie and gave her a half-smile. Yeah, how embarrassing that had been, now he'd given his wife a good reason to tease him tonight. Only her sapphire eyes weren't taunting, they were in fact, very soulful and edged with an eagerness to make sure Sam never had to doubt them like that.

In about another ten seconds, the waiter came back, panting, bracing himself with his hands on the table "MMr and Mrs. Coulson, I very so do apologize but there's a line of forty people all rustling newspapers, wanting them signed."

Josie felt a very emotional sob come up. Forty people? Forty people were here, wanting to interrupt their dinner so they could have a minute with her? This was uncanny!

"Oh my god, sir...I never meant for this to happen," Josie lamented, "I supposed you'd want us to leave. I do apologize."

"Oh please do not! I've already spoken with the manager and he has said if the people are willing to at least dine and have a steak, he will admit them," the waiter beamed. "In face," he pulled open his menu and removed his own copy of the Coulson's anniversary article. "We have distributed this newspaper amongst our guest and there hasn't been a sour comment. If you will stay for a bit longer and take care of their requests, the dinner is on us and we will also grant you dessert. What do you say, Mrs. Coulson?"

Josie checked Sam's soft expression for any sign of anger or protest but she didn't find any. She turned to the waiter with a flattered smile. "Uh, sure, if it's okay with my manager, I'll be glad to."

"Splendide!" he cheered then shyly laid his copy onto the table and slid it towards her. "Perhaps you can start with mine."

Josie let out a chuckle and pulled off her suit jacket. All the action and attention was making her very hot. She then picked up her pen and scrawled onto it her John Hancock then returned it to him. The waiter laid a wet kiss on her forehead then went skipping away.

"Well, looks like this is going to be a long night," Sam stated the obvious.

"Ssorry Sam, we can leave. I don't really like all this attention anyway," she cringed but Sam shook his head.

"Oh no, I've known from the moment you read your first paper to me that you're an amazing writer. All this attention is proof of it and you deserve to milk every moment of it," he told her in a husky voice.

"But this is our wedding anniversary, Sam. I feel terrible that we have to spend it all here."

Sam recognized her, "I'm going to cry," sighs and squeezed her hand. "Hey, the night is young and besides, it's not like tomorrow is not going to be as wonderful as this one," he crooned and laid a kiss on her cheek. "There's no place I'd rather be right now, though it's not kissing you or running my hands all over your beautiful body, this is your moment to shine, and that's a close second," he beamed, literally glowing with pride. He leaned in to touch her lips with his, savoring every sweet second of it, knowing it was going to be a while before he could do it again.

Author's note 2: Yeah! So the dinner is over! Okay, so it's getting a bit fluffy but all I'm going to say is enjoy while it lasts, this sequel is going to have some heavy drama. You thought Josie's cover being blown and Sam finding out that she was doing a story on him was bad? You're not going to believe what I have in store for you

But for those who will bear the fluff for a little while longer, Tune in to the next posted "eppy," "Dr. Sam Coulson!"

Kristina Toffland a.k.a "Total Vaughn Lover"