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Chapter 2 Gone well?

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The doctors appointment seemed to be going well for Donna, with Dr. Christou smiling throughout. Climbing off the examination bed, with a little help from Rosie, Donna giggled at the sight of her best friend, wiping a tear from her eye. Seeing the tiny baby wriggling about on the ultrasound monitor, had brought a lump to the Dynamos throat. It was the first time she'd ever seen anything like it before and for some strange reason, had got Rosie all overcome with emotion. Donna on the other hand, was used to the procedure by now, as every time she attended the hospital, she was asked to lay back and allow the doctor to check on baby Carmichael.

"Baby is growing well Mrs. Carmichael." Said Dr. Christou, looking up at the two women sat in front of him, after writing a few notes in Donna's thick medical file. "Just your blood pressure to check, then you're free to go."

Turning to face her best friend, Donna smiled at her. "You okay Rosie?" She asked, gently rubbing her arm. "You got a bit teary there honey."

Smiling lovingly back at Donna, the Dynamo nodded. "I'm fine love. I just think it's fabulous your having a baby with Sam." She replied, placing her hand over Donna's. "You two are made for each other."

"You think so?" Asked Donna with a quiet giggle, as she watched the doctor setting up the blood pressure monitor.

"I know so." Rosie laughed, watching as Dr. Christou slid the cuff up her friend's arm.

It was true. She and Tanya had often talked about it amongst themselves. They had both noticed a massive change in their best friend, over the past year and a change for the better…Donna had always been a strong and fiercely independent woman, doing her own thing, no matter what anyone thought of her. She was unique, practical and most of all, fun loving, making herself adored by all who really knew her…She hadn't needed a man for any of this and had concentrated fully on raising her daughter, whilst running a business to secure their future. It wasn't until Sam showed up on Kalokairi and professed his undying love for her, that the Dynamos saw Donna soften. From the second their friend had said 'I do' to Sam in the chapel, it was plainly obvious that they were madly in love with one another and meant to spend the rest of their lives together.

Donna stared intensely at the blood pressure machine and the doctor, secretly hoping everything was back to normal. She waited patiently as Dr. Christou wrote the results down in her notes and then finally peered up at her, with a reassuring smile.

"Well, that's more like it." Said the doctor, giving Donna a wink. "It's much lower than last time, but I still want you to take things easy from now on Mrs. Carmichael." He finished, turning off the machine and removing the tight cuff from around Donna's upper arm.

Smiling at the good news, Donna turned to Rosie, who was smiling too. There was just one thing she wanted to clear up with the doctor before she left his office. Nervously biting on her lower lip, Donna cleared her throat and shuffled uneasily in her chair. She didn't know why she was so nervous talking to Dr. Christou about her sex life, because it was no secret she must have been having sex with her husband at some point, in order for her to be in this predicament.

"Ermm, there's just one thing Dr. Christou." Said Donna, as she and Rosie stood to leave his office. "Can I…Ermm, is it safe for me and my husband to make love?" She asked, causing her friend to start giggling at her question.

Peering up over his glasses, Dr. Christou smiled at Donna. "I don't see why not…But nothing too, how shall I put it?" He said hesitating, before finding the right word. "Adventurous."

Blushing, Donna gave her friend a nudge for bursting out laughing even louder this time. "Thank you." She said quietly, as she opened the door to the office and dragged Rosie out into the corridor with her.

It was official. The doctor had given her the go ahead to resume her love life with her husband and not a moment too soon for Donna either. As she and Rosie made their way out of the small private hospital and out into the quite street, all Donna could think about, was Sam's return from New York later that night. Rosie was still finding it all so amusing and couldn't stop her giggles.

"Is it safe for me and my husband to make love?" Rosie mimicked, as Donna hooked her arm through hers and rolled her eyes. "Since when did you have to ask someone's permission to sleep with your own husband?" She asked, as they walked slowly towards the town.

Shaking her head, Donna laughed at her friend's question. "I don't need permission to do it." She said, as they paused to look through the window of a small ladies boutique. "It's just that Sam refused to make love to me until my blood pressure returned to normal…And now it's back down, I'm gonna get me some." She finished, giggling as Rosie then nodded approvingly.

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The rest of the afternoon was spent shopping and having a meal at Valentina's, with Donna relaxing fully for the first time in ages. She sat back and listened to Rosie's blow-by-blow account of her trip to the romantic city of Paris, as she paused only now and then to sip on her white wine. For Rosie's birthday, the Carmichael's had enrolled her on an intensive 'cordon bleu' cooking course, with a view to helping their friend finish her long awaited second cookbook. By the sounds of it, the Dynamo had gathered all the additional material she needed, much to relief of the publishers back in England.

"So it turned out, I was the only woman in the class." Said Rosie, pushing the last of her fruit salad onto her spoon and guiding it to her mouth. "But what an experience…I can't thank you and Sam enough Donna. Thank you." She continued, after finishing her mouthful of food.

Smiling at her overexcited friend, Donna took a sip of water. "You are so welcome honey. I'm just glad it helped you." She responded, placing her empty glass back down on the table.

"Oh it did." Rosie said with a huge smile, pouring out the last of the white wine into her glass. "So has Tan been behaving while I've been gone?" She asked, peering across at Donna, as she took a sip of the refreshing drink.

Throwing her head back and laughing, Donna looked back at her backup girl. "Well that all depends on your definition of behaving." She answered, causing Rosie to laugh too.

Finishing her wine off, Rosie nodded. "Well true." She said giggling, as she put her empty glass back down on the table in front of her. "So what has Cleopatra been up to?"

As the two women paid the bill and left the restaurant, Donna proceeded to tell Rosie all about their friends latest conquest. Rosie wasn't in the least bit surprised that Tanya had eventually hooked up with Nikos. He was good looking, funny and more than just financially secure, with his thriving businesses around Greece. Really, it had only been a matter of time before the man eater had got her manicured claws into the poor guy and had her wicked way with him. Rosie laughed practically all the way home, as Donna told her about Tanya turning up in the same clothes after three whole days missing with her new beau. Just like Donna, Rosie wasn't worried in the slightest. It was simply Tanya being Tanya and no one would ever change her ways, not now, not ever.

Climbing the last few steps up to the courtyard of Villa Donna, the two chatting women were greeted by a smiling Pepper. "Hi Boss." He said, stepping forward to take Donna's shopping bags from her. "Sam called a while ago. He's trying to get on the next flight home."

"Thanks honey." Donna replied, passing her helpful worker the last of her purchases. "I know you have the night off, but would you do me a favour and pick Sam up from the dock when he calls later?"

"Yeah no worries Boss." Pepper answered, turning to walk away and heading in the direction of Donna's room with her things.

Donna raised an eyebrow, as she and Rosie then followed the young man upstairs. Pepper and Eddie had been on their best behaviour while Sam had been out of the country on business and Donna had put it down to the fact that her husband must have promised the guys a nice little bonus upon his return. She knew Sam was only doing his best to look after her, but sometimes it all became a little overbearing for Donna. She was a free spirit at heart and hated been told what to do, especially by a man…Oh the joys of being knocked up, Donna thought to herself, before she dismissed her young worker and walked into the bathroom to run a much wanted bath.

"So have you two thought anymore about names for your little rugrat?" Rosie asked from the bedroom, as she carefully unpacked the new baby items her friend had bought on their trip to the mainland.

"Nope." Replied Donna, shutting off the tap and climbing into the tub. "Sam's convinced we're having a boy, but I think it's a girl." She continued, sinking down into the welcoming hot water and placing her hands over her naked bump. "We can't seem to agree on any names."

Walking into the bathroom to join her friend, Rosie leant back against the wash basin and smiled. "I don't know why you just didn't find out the sex of the baby." She said, folding her arms in front of her. "It would've been so much easier."

Sighing, Donna began to sponge her arms. "I didn't find out with Sophie and I don't want to find with this little one either. It'll be a nice surprise and besides, I don't care what we have, as long as it's healthy." She said, looking up as Rosie rolled her eyes at her.

"That old chestnut." Giggled Rosie, walking over and perching on the side of the bathtub, behind her best friend. "I never knew you were so cliché Sheridan." She finished, taking the sponge from Donna's hand as the blonde leant forward in the bubbles.

She didn't intend to be cliché at all. The truth of the matter was, Donna didn't care what sex the baby was, so long as it was born healthy. For the past few months, she'd been having some terrible dreams about the birth of her child and these often resulted in her waking suddenly in a cold sweat. Not wanting to sound neurotic, Donna hadn't told anyone about her nightmares and she decided it was best to just push them to the back of her mind, praying they didn't actually mean anything…But what if they did? She'd sometimes ask herself, when awake in the middle of the night… The dreams were always of her in the late stages of labour, trying her best to deliver the baby and pushing with all her might. Eventually giving birth, with her husband by her side, the small lifeless infant is rushed off by waiting medical staff. That is the last time the Carmichael's see their baby.

"You alright Don?" Asked Rosie, after scrubbing her best friend's back for her and noticing Donna miles away in thought about something.

Quickly snapping out of it, Donna turned her head to face the concerned Dynamo. "Yeah, I'm fine sweetie. Just a bit tired." She answered, taking the sponge off her and sinking back into the tub to soak.

Rosie accepted her friend's explanation and decided to leave Donna to take the rest of her bath in peace. The Dynamo wanted to go find Tanya anyway and catch up with the gossip about her time spent with the handsome Nikos. Promising to send some dinner up for Donna, so she could rest, Rosie gave her a wink and left the room. Donna finished her bath, softly singing to herself and got into bed with the poetry book her husband had bought her for their first wedding anniversary. Just liked Sam had hoped, Donna absolutely loved his gift and would often go to bed early to read her favourite poems to her bump. The unborn child would react to its mother's voice and wriggle about into the early hours of the morning, making it harder for Donna to get comfortable.

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After taking a flight back to Greece, that seemed to take longer than ever, Sam finally arrived back at the villa. Pepper had collected him from the dock and filled him in on the various goings on around the hotel. As the young guy went on and on, Sam's mind was wandering elsewhere. He'd missed his wife so much over the past few days and he couldn't wait to hold her in his arms again. Glancing down at his watch, Sam realised it was after two in the morning and that Donna would more than likely be fast asleep. Walking over to the deserted courtyard bar, he dumped his holdall down on the stone floor and went to pour himself a nightcap. He sat down at one of the tables and peered up towards his bedroom… How his life had changed over the past year. Finally with the only woman he'd ever loved and expecting a baby with her. It was like a dream come true. Yes he had his two sons and he loved them with all his heart, but they weren't Donna's. This time round, it was going to be very different and hopefully all the family would be together when the baby made it's appearance into the big, wide world… It's all so very exciting, Sam thought to himself, sipping on the last of his scotch and standing to make his way upstairs.

Opening the bedroom door as quietly as he could, Sam smiled as his gaze fell upon his dozing wife. Donna was half sat up in bed, her reading glasses still on and the poetry book resting on her chest. She looked so peaceful, her chest raising and falling slowly, Sam even thought he'd seen her smiling. Placing his belongings down, Sam began to undress silently, never once taking his eyes off his beautiful wife. Slipping into bed next to Donna, he instantly felt the warmth radiating from her body and realised just how much he'd missed that over the past two nights away from her.

"What I don't even get a kiss now?" Donna said quietly, turning to face her husband, whilst taking off her reading glasses. "Well that's just charming."

Sam laughed and leant in close to gently stroke his wife's cheek. "I thought you were asleep darling." He answered, before placing a slow, delicate kiss on her perfect lips.

Throwing her book to the side, Donna pulled Sam even closer against her and responded fully to his kiss. She had missed him, his alluring smell, his tender touch. He was back and she wasn't going to let him go again, if she could help it. Sam's body ached for Donna's and he let out a soft moan as his fingers fumbled over her green satin nightdress. It had been a long time, too long in fact and all he wanted was to feel himself inside her.

"What happened with your doctors appointment?" Asked Sam, breaking from their kiss and gazing into Donna's sparkling green eyes.

Donna knew exactly what her husband was asking her. He was asking whether or not her blood pressure had lowered and it was safe for them to make love. "It went very well babe." She answered with a cheeky giggle. "It's down…We're safe." She finished, letting her fingers trail down Sam's manly chest and under the sheets.

Raising an eyebrow, Sam smirked. "Oh really?" He responded, grabbing hold of his wife's hand before it slid into his underwear. "But maybe we should wait a while longer, just to be on the safe side."

Kneeling up, Donna peered down at Sam and slowly slid her nightgown up her body. "I don't think so Samuel…Get 'em off." She ordered, as Sam watched her wide eyed, pulling the slinky green item completely off and discarding it at the side of the bed.

Doing as he was told, Sam reached under the bedding and wriggled out of his boxer shorts. He absolutely loved it when Donna became so authoritative in the bedroom. It was such a turn on for them both and made them realise how compatible they were together.

"Good boy." Laughed Donna, laying down once more next to her handsome husband. "Now come here." She said, beckoning him with her finger.

Moving up close to his wife, Sam trailed his hand down her back, sending shivers up and down her spine. They stared into one another's eyes, both knowing exactly what the other one needed. Sam was the first to move closer for a kiss and he ran the tip of his tongue teasingly across Donna's lips. She moaned with pleasure, as she slowly opened her mouth and let him in. Their kiss was tender yet urgent all at the same time and Sam could feel himself hardening by the second. Finding a comfortable position for Donna, was soon going to be difficult for them, so rolling her onto her back, Sam hovered closely over her. He felt her parting her legs for him and she smiled, reassuring him it was okay. Smiling lovingly back at her, Sam gently guided his erect length into Donna's warmth. She took a sharp intake of breath, as Sam gasped too and they felt their bodies relax into a gentle pace. He held his body up over Donna's, in order not to put any weight on their unborn child and Donna couldn't help running her hands up Sam's muscular arms.

"My god you're so beautiful." Sam whispered, still staring into his gorgeous wife's eyes and continuing a slow, steady pace with his hips.

The subtle glow from the bedside lamp, was reflecting off Donna's stunning, prominent cheekbones and her golden waves were fanned out across her pillow. Being pregnant obviously agreed with her. To Sam, his wife had never looked so amazing and as he deepened his thrusts within her, the feeling intensified for both of them.

With her breathing becoming quick and shallow, Donna closed her eyes momentarily. "I missed you…I missed this." She whispered in a ragged breath, as she tried to change position.

Smiling at his wife's attempt, Sam slowly moved onto his back, taking Donna with him. Now straddling her husband, Donna moaned loudly, as his manhood plunged even deeper into her aroused lower body. Even with her bump in the way, Donna was enjoying every moment of their lovemaking and watching the total adoration in Sam's eyes, made her feel sexier than ever. She continued her steady, controlled hip movements, knowing what they were doing to her groaning husband.

"Jesus Donna." Moaned Sam, grabbing hold of his wife's thighs, to try and slow her down a little.

She was pushing him closer and closer to the edge, running the risk of pushing him that bit too far, before she could reach her own climax. They continued their gentle rocking movements for a while longer, until Sam looked urgently into his wife's eyes, signalling he couldn't hold off much longer. Donna was close herself, shifting position slightly, so she could lean back and rest her hands on Sam's thighs, behind her. That was all it took, that one simple move. She was there. As Sam now took a firm hold on her hips, Donna threw her head back and emitted a low groan, as she climaxed. The most sensational feeling shot threw her entire body, a drowning wave of pure pleasure and a strong enough feeling, to throw Sam into the abyss of his orgasm too. They shuddered against each other, Sam groaning his wife's name as he ejaculated deep within her womanhood and Donna digging her fingernails into his flesh as she finally ground to a breathless stop.

Staying in her crouched position, Donna wanted to keep Sam inside her for a while longer. "I think my blood pressure might have just shot up again." She giggled, before leaning down as best she could, to place a slow, delicate kiss on her giggling husband's lips.

"Well then I suggest we stay in bed all day tomorrow darling." Laughed Sam, as Donna finally released him and moved to lay at his side.

Their breathing was still irregular, as Donna turned over so Sam could snuggle up to her warm body. He wrapped his arm over her side, bringing his hand to a rest on her neat bump. As a couple, they had never been closer and spooned together, listening to one another's heartbeats, they quickly drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

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Waking early the next morning, Sam raised his head to look at the time and realised they'd only had a few hours sleep. With his body still adjusting to the time difference, he gently kissed the back of his wife's head and slid out of bed to shower. His business deal had gone well, he was back in the arms of his wife and Sam was happier than ever. There was still some work to do, to send back to his New York office, so getting dressed as quietly as he could, Sam left the bedroom, taking his laptop with him.

"Good morning Rosie." Said Sam with a smile, as he approached a table by the bar.

Looking up from her mountains of papers, Rosie peered over her glasses at her friend's husband. "Well good morning Mr. Carmichael. Good trip?" She asked, pulling her feet down from the opposite chair, so Sam could sit down.

Sitting down opposite the Dynamo, Sam nodded. "Very good. We'd been chasing that work for nearly a year and it finally paid off." He answered, glancing down at what Rosie was doing. "I take it your trip was a success too?"

"Indeed." Replied Rosie with a huge grin. "I'm looking forward to trying out these new recipes on you all."

Laughing, Sam placed his laptop down on the table in front of him. "I'm sure my wife will have fun supervising." He responded, opening up the computer and turning it on.

"Donna not up yet?" Asked Rosie, standing from the table and looking down at Sam with a smirk. "Or is that a silly question?"

Trying not to laugh at the Dynamo's questions, Sam shook his head and carried on checking through his emails in order of priority. "No, she's sleeping." He replied simply, not wanting to give anything away about his return last night.

"Hmm." Rosie responded, stifling a laugh. She knew her friend would be tired this morning. "I'm going to make some fresh coffee…Fancy a cup?" She asked, holding her coffee mug out in front of Sam.

"Oh yes please." Sam answered, looking up and giving her one of his charming smiles.

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Donna awoke to the sound of voices in the courtyard below her balcony and turned slowly over onto her back. She realised Sam wasn't there with her and glancing over at the bathroom, she could see it was still steamed up from his recent shower. An instant smile crept onto Donna's face, as she remembered back only a few hours previous, when they'd been making love.

"Time to get up little one." Donna whispered, tenderly stroking her growing bump and climbing out of bed.

After showering and spending a short time getting ready for the day ahead, Donna pulled on her underwear and a simple white Greek dress. She tidied the bedroom at lightening speed, making the bed and throwing open the remaining shutters, to let in the glorious morning sunshine. Even though it was December, the sun was still shining high above the Greek islands and the only difference being, it had become quite cool in the evening time. That hadn't bothered the Carmichael's one bit. They had each other to snuggle up to and keep warm. The only person to really complain about it, was Tanya…'Frostbite is not a good look,' the tall brunette had announced one day, resulting in both Donna and Rosie bursting out laughing at her. All had been resolved, with a few extra blankets and a couple of nights with a hot Greek between the sheets.

Grabbing Sam's holdall from the floor by the bed, Donna started to unpack it, throwing the dirty items into the laundry basket by the door. She was humming away to herself, until she came across one article in particular and the pungent smell that clung to it. Holding up one of her husband's smart black shirts, Donna held it to her nose and inhaled. The smell literally turned her stomach, it was so sickly… Cheap perfume.

"Oh my god." Whispered Donna, before clamping her hand over her mouth, to stop her throwing up.

Her other hand instinctively fell to her pregnant belly, as the room began to spin around her…What had he done? Had Sam really been on business to New York? Or had he gone to meet up with some woman? A woman who wore horrendous perfume at that…All sorts of questions were running through Donna's head, as she stumbled into the bathroom and vomited into the toilet. After a few minutes, she finally composed herself, still asking herself over and over, why her husband's shirt smelled of another woman. Grabbing the offending article, Donna hurried out of the room and made her way out to the courtyard, where Sam was sat drinking coffee with Rosie.

Throwing the shirt at her husband, Donna ignored her best friend as she said good morning to her. There was nothing good about the morning and Donna wasn't about to make pleasantries, she wanted answers. Sam picked up the shirt that was now draped over his laptop and looked up at his wife with a confused expression on his face.

Folding her arms in front of her Donna stared at him for a few moments, waiting for an explanation that didn't come. "What the hell is that?" She asked in a venomous tone, pointing at the shirt in Sam's hand.

"It's a shirt." Replied Sam, holding it out and realising it was an expensive one Donna had bought him on their last trip to New York together.

Rolling her eyes, Donna glanced briefly at a confused Rosie and then back at her husband. "Smell it." She ordered, as Rosie slowly stood from the table and tried to excuse herself.

Not wanting to get in the middle of a Carmichael argument, Rosie thought it would be better to make herself scarce. Donna was mad, very mad in fact and Rosie hated seeing her best friend like that.

"Stay Rosie." Said Donna, signalling for her friend to sit down once more. "My husband is about to explain why his shirt wreaks of some cheap whores perfume." She continued, as Rosie did as she was told and both women stared at Sam. "Well?" She hissed at him, her arms returning to a folded position.

Sam didn't need to smell the shirt. He knew full well what his wife was referring to. Feeling his cheeks begin to burn with embarrassment, Sam threw the shirt onto the table and stood up in front of Donna. She was fuming, she was hurt and he knew he had to tell her the truth… Where did he start? Donna was going to blow up, no matter how he told her and he knew he'd just have to take it like a man…I'm such an idiot, he told himself, as he tried to reach out and touch his wife, only to have his hand slapped away.

"I can explain darling." Sam finally said, trying to reassure her with one of his winning smiles. "It's purely innocent." He added holding his hands up and staring into her ocean green eyes.

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A.N. There ya go hunnies, chapter two done. Hope you liked it? Love leaving you all with a lil cliff-hanger hehe (evil laugh).. Press the button for the next chapter! Mwahs to you all, Liv x