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I'm trying my best to update BOTH stories for you, as often as I can before Christmas… I'm going away for a week on the 26th, so don't think I'm deserting you lol I'm just taking a break (Meryl style .. Even though it DOESN'T involve a boat, it might involve us KILLING each other lmao)… I want to wish you all, a very Merry Christmas and a fantastic New Year, love ya x

Chapter 17 Donna's Choice

Waking up on her bed, still fully clothed, Donna realised that she must have cried herself to sleep the previous night. Her eyes were sore and her whole body ached from her hours of violent sobbing after Sam had left. Rising from the bed, Donna stood up and glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It was after nine and it must have meant that her baby son would be already awake, no doubt in the care of his father. Taking a few steps forward, Donna's gaze fell upon the signed divorce papers, Sam had thrown down on her bed. The total severity of what was going on, hit her once more and the tears instantly sprang to her red rimmed eyes. This was it, this is what she had wanted. She had got her own way and now she felt like crap. Walking into the bathroom, Donna stared at her appearance in the mirror over the basin. She didn't like what she saw. She looked like a shadow of her former self and she knew it was all her own fault.

Filling the wash basin with ice cold water, Donna leant down and splashed it over her face. The water numbed the stinging in her eyes, but it didn't do anything for the terrible pain in her heart. She couldn't begin to imagine how Sam must be feeling right now and she didn't even want to think about it… Donna had seen the hurt and confusion in his eyes, right after he'd reluctantly signed the papers and right before he'd kissed her goodbye for the final time. She hoped for the sake of her two children and her own sanity, that this was really the right solution to her problem. The last thing she wanted, was to drive Sam out of the kid's lives and hoped that after everything had settled down, he wouldn't hate her for what she'd done and stop visiting altogether. Donna knew she'd denied Sophie of a father for so long and now the news of the divorce going ahead would mortify her, when she thought about losing her dad again…It's for the best. Stay strong, Donna found herself saying in her head, as she slowly got ready for the day ahead.

Pulling on some linen trousers and a simple white fitted t-shirt, Donna walked over to the dressing table to clip her hair up. Thankfully, her eyes didn't look as puffy and her previously blotchy appearance, had returned to normal with the help of the cold water. She was about to leave the sanctuary of her bedroom, when there was a quiet knock at the door. Taking a deep breath, Donna walked over and cautiously opened it. She silently prayed that it wasn't Sam, coming back for an argument of some sort, or to tell her that he'd changed his mind about going through with the divorce. If she were to stay focused, Donna knew that she couldn't come into contact with him before things had progressed, if of course, she could possibly help it. It was nearly Christmas and she didn't want to deny Sam the right to spend time with Sophie and Max. She would simply, make herself scarce.

"Hey girls." Said Donna in a quiet tone, when she realised it was her best friends that had come looking for her and luckily not her soon to be ex-husband. "Come in." She finished, opening the door wider so the Dynamos could join her in the bedroom.

Donna had initially been angry at her best friend's stupid stunt last night, but after shutting the door in their faces, she realised that they had actually helped her to achieve what she wanted. If they hadn't locked her in with Sam, then she probably wouldn't have spoken to him and the whole situation of signing the papers would have been dragged out over the holidays. The Dynamos on the other hand were upset that that their plan hadn't worked with the desired effect. The last thing they wanted was to help end the Carmichael's marriage, when they knew it was so wrong. Rosie hadn't slept a wink through worrying about Donna and Tanya had only fallen asleep after downing a cocktail of booze and sleeping tablets, as per usual.

"We wanted to apologise Donna." Said Rosie, as she and Tanya walked in and plonked themselves down on their best friend's bed. "We should have just left you and Sam to sort it out yourselves… My god honey, we never imagined for one minute that he'd actually sign the papers."

Picking up the divorce documents, Donna folded them up and placed them in her large purse on the dressing table. "Well actually girls, I wanted to thank you." She replied, then turning round to peer down at her friends, sat on her bed. "I would've never have gotten Sam to sign, if you hadn't locked us in together."

Shaking her head, Tanya peered down at an envelope she was holding in her hand. "That's not actually what we were aiming for Carmichael." She said, sitting up straight and staring into the blonde's green eyes.

"Will you stop calling me that…Please." Retorted Donna, feeling the dull ache in her chest suddenly reappear, at hearing his name.

"No… It's your name Donna and it always should be." Answered Tanya, now standing up in front of her friend. "I've tried the soft approach with you sweetie and now it's time for me to tell you straight…You are making the biggest mistake of your entire life honey. I mean have you even listened to anything I've said to you? I know I asked you yesterday, but have you considered what you're going to feel like when Sam is playing happy families with your son and some other woman?" She continued, grabbing Donna by the shoulders and staring deeply into her eyes.

Trying her best not to cry, Donna stared back into Tanya's hazel eyes and shook her head at her. "My god, will you stop… You are supposed to be my friend, you're supposed to be supporting me, not making me feel shittier than I already do." She answered, shrugging off her friend's hold on her and turning her back. "And no, I haven't thought about it… Because if I do, it will kill me inside." She finished, now slumping down into the armchair in the corner of the room and holding her head in her hands.

Donna was telling her the truth. She hadn't allowed herself to think about it. Crossing one bridge at a time and dealing with things as best she could, Donna wanted the divorce to be finalised before she had to start thinking about she and Sam moving on with their lives. When she had put her plan into action, Donna had done it purely for the purpose of Sam finding a woman that could treat him the way he deserved to be treated, not so she could be free to start seeing other people. That was the furthest thing from her mind right now and after being loved by Sam, she knew she'd never find anyone even half as good as him.

"Donna… We're not doing this to make you feel bad love." Said Rosie, shuffling to the edge of the bed and peering at her friend. "We're telling you this because we love you and we don't want you to do something we know you will end up regretting."

Walking over to where Donna was sitting, Tanya perched on the arm of her chair and placed her arm around her. "Exactly." She said in a softer tone now. "We saw Sam this morning before he left Donna and he's a mess honey."

Slowly looking up at her backup girl, Donna swallowed softly. "He's gone?" She asked quietly, then beginning to nibble nervously on her nail. "Back to New York? Where's Max?"

"No, not back to New York and Max is with Soph." Answered Tanya, then holding out the envelope she'd been clinging onto. "He's checked himself into a hotel on the mainland and he asked us to give you this." She added, waiting for Donna to take the white envelope from her.

Donna peered at it for a few moments, as her heart starting beating harder… He had written to her, no doubt pouring his heart out and probably doing so, whilst thinking she was a home wrecking bitch. She didn't know if she was ready to hear it. She didn't know if she was strong enough to handle what he had to say right now. Everything was so raw at the moment, she had to keep reassuring herself that she was still doing the right thing… It's for the best, Donna thought to herself, sitting back in the armchair and turning away from the envelope, as if it were hurting her eyes.

"Are you going to open it Don?" Asked Rosie, still sitting on the edge of the bed and looking up at Tanya with a worried expression on her face.

Shaking her head, Donna still refused to cry and kept herself free of all emotions. "I don't think I can." She replied, before nibbling on her nail once more.

"Do you want me to read it to you honey?" Rosie then asked, standing up and walking over to join her two friends, then crouching down in front of them. "You know if you don't do this now, you'll spend the rest of your life wondering if whatever Sam wrote in that letter, could've changed anything in the future."

Thinking about if for a few moments, Donna nodded. "Yes." She replied, taking the letter from Tanya's hand and passing it to Rosie. "But you'll stop if I ask you too, right?" She then asked her friend, whilst staring at her wide eyed.

Nodding in agreement, Rosie quickly opened the sealed envelope and rose to her feet. She scanned the page for a couple of seconds, before clearing her throat. Donna sat incredibly still and gripped onto Tanya's hand as she offered it to her for support. She was as ready as she'd ever be and if anything, she was intrigued as to what Sam wanted to say, that he hadn't already said to her last night.

Pacing the floor in front of the other two women, Rosie began to read the letter out from Sam. "Dear Donna, by the time you get this, I will have already left Kalokairi and checked into the Hotel Deliades on the mainland. I really didn't want to go, but thought it'd be best for you and the children." She paused, to check the expression on Donna's face, before carrying on. "I'll keep this brief, as not to upset you, but I couldn't just go without telling you how I feel… Donna, I'm still at a total loss as how this has happened and knowing that I'm never going to hold you in my arms again, is breaking my heart." Rosie paused again, noticing the tears forming in Donna's green eyes. "Do you want me to stop honey?"

Feeling Tanya give her hand a tight squeeze, Donna shook her head. "No, carry on." She replied in almost a whisper and then taking a deep breath to hold back the tears.

"I have loved you from the minute I first met you and although I messed it all up between us in the beginning, my life only really started on the day we got married." Rosie continued, after pacing the floor once more. "From the second you said 'I do' in the chapel, you have made me the happiest man on the planet and the love I hold for you in my heart is indescribable darling. It has always been there and it always will be, no matter what you say or do."

The tears were now silently cascading down Donna's face and Rosie stopped reading when she noticed this. She too had tears trickling down her cheeks and even the normally tough Tanya looked as though she would start crying at any moment. Sam's words were simple and heartfelt, making a beeline directly for Donna's shattered heart. The Dynamos hoped that their best friend would listen and realise that she was indeed making a huge mistake by going through with divorcing the only man she'd ever loved.

Looking back down at the letter, Rosie carried on reading it out. "What I'm trying to say, is that I could never love anyone else, even half as much as I love you. You are my one and only Donna." She paused again, this time to pull a tissue out of her pocket and wipe her tears. "On top of everything else, you have given me the two greatest gifts of all, our beautiful children and for that, I will never forget all you sacrificed for them. You are a wonderful mother and have been a perfect wife. If it's something I've done to cause all this, then I want you to know how truly sorry I am… Like I said last night, I hope now you can be happy… Forever, Sam." She finally finished, folding the letter up and placing it on the bed as she sat down.

The three women remained silent for a few moments and the only sound that broke this, was that of Donna's sniffles. She was now crying uncontrollably, as Tanya slid down from the arm of the chair, to snuggle up with her and hold her tight. If Sam was trying to make Donna feel horrible with his words, then it had had the desired effect. Donna did feel horrible, even though it was never her intention to hurt him. Maybe when everything was over and he had moved on with his life, then he'd understand why she did it.

"Donna, don't do this honey." Whispered Tanya, then placing a tender kiss on the side of her friend's head. "He loves you and no matter what you think, he needs you."

Taking a tissue from Rosie as she came over to join her, Donna wiped her tears away. "I have to." She responded, moving out of Tanya's arms and standing up. "It's too late for us now." She finished, walking over to the bed and picking up Sam's letter.

Walking over to the dressing table, Donna threw it into her purse next to the divorce papers and turned to her backup girls. "Can you two help Sophie with Max?" She asked, picking up her large purse and throwing it over her shoulder. "I have to get to the Lawyer's office."

Rosie nodded reluctantly. "What about Sophie? What are you going to tell her?" She asked, taking a seat next to Tanya on the armchair, as they both stared up at Donna.

"The truth." Answered Donna, before turning to walk over to the bedroom door and opening it. "I'll talk to her when I get back." She finished, then leaving her best friend's in her room as she collected the jeep keys from her desk on the way out of reception.

The drive down to the dock had been a blur for Donna. Her mind was racing and after boarding the ferry to the mainland, she had pulled out Sam's letter. Unfolding the crisp white paper, Donna had reread it and had found herself in tears once more. She could tell his words were sincere and what he had wrote had come straight from the heart, but knowing that only caused her further pain. Gripping onto the paper, until the ferry had docked, Donna had disembarked and started a slow walk into the town. Coming to a stop as the small cobbled street forked off in two different directions, she placed her purse over her shoulder and wrapped her arms around herself. It was as though Donna was facing her destiny. One street lead to her Lawyer's office and the other ultimately lead to the hotel where her husband was staying.

Knowing she was early for her appointment, Donna went to sit outside a nearby café and ordered herself a coffee, when approached by a young waitress. She sat quietly and for the first time, found herself thinking about the conversations she'd had with her friends over the past few days. There was one thing that stuck out in her mind and that was what Tanya had said about how she'd feel knowing Sam was with another woman… The thought of it made her stomach churn. Sam had been the perfect lover, in fact the best she'd ever had. Now, thinking about him making love to someone else, made her not only nauseous, but jealous as well. Visions of her husband in bed with another woman came crashing into her head; them touching one another, his lips on hers, him slowly entering her and the powerful rhythmic movements of his hips, as he made her moan his name… For fuck sake, stop it, Donna scolded herself, resting her elbows on the table and holding her head in her hands.

Now other questions were flowing freely through her mind… Can I really live without him? Will he actually get over this and move on? Is it fair for me to do this, without actually explaining things to him?… Am I making the biggest fucking mistake of my whole life? Donna asked herself, as she sipped on her black coffee and wiped her tears once again.

"I can't do it." Donna whispered to herself, grabbing her purse as she stood up and threw some money down on the table to pay for her drink.

Before she could talk herself out of it, Donna started to walk up the cobbled street towards Sam's hotel. Her heart was pounding so hard, it felt like it was going to break through her ribcage at any minute. She had been so stupid and so stubborn, but now the thought of actually losing Sam forever made her realise she couldn't do it. He had said she was the love of his life and for Donna, it was the same too. Sam had been the only man she had ever loved, the father of her two children and the one she had been destined to be with forever. There was no time to waste, it was time to get her husband back.

After telling the lady on reception, that her husband was staying there and was expecting her, Donna was told his room number. The ride in the elevator seemed to take forever to reach the fifth floor and the long walk down the brightly lit corridor took even longer. Donna's hands were shaking and the palms were damp, as she came to a standstill outside his room. She took a deep calming breath, raising her hand and pausing for a few seconds before summoning up the courage to knock. A minute or so later, the door slowly opened and she came face to face with Sam. He looked a little shocked to see her standing there, but opened the door wider to let her in.

"I didn't expect to see you." Said Sam, turning his back on Donna and walking over to the bed to close down the top of his laptop. "Did I forget to sign one of the papers or something?" He asked, then moving the computer off the bed and placing it on the nightstand.

Donna walked over to the bed and slowly sat down on the edge. "No, you signed everything." She replied, placing her bag down on the floor at her feet. "I read your letter Sam. I think we need to talk." She added, looking up at her husband as he walked over to the mini-bar and pulled out a bottle of vodka.

Pouring them both a drink, Sam took a sip of his and handed the other glass to Donna. "Now you want to talk?" He responded, his tone somewhat cold and emotionless. "Maybe we should have talked before I was told to stay in New York and before you decided what we had wasn't worth fighting for."

She knew she'd hurt him. She'd really hurt him. Sam wasn't his usual self and Donna couldn't blame him. She had been a bitch and instead of loving him the way she should have, she'd pushed him away. He was right, they should have talked things through before it got to this point, but Donna being Donna and with her stubbornness taking over, she had been the one calling all the shots. So far, Sam hadn't had a say in the matter. He had been told what was going to happen and was expected to give up everything and simply go along with it.

Downing the contents of her glass in one, Donna stood up and walked over to where the bottle of booze was sitting. "Sam you're right, I know that but I really need you to listen." She said, pouring herself another drink and placing the bottle back down. "I know that I've been unbearable to live with since having Max and I know you have done everything you could to support me…But I…I pushed you away."

"Donna I…" Said Sam, sitting down on the end of the bed and staring down into his drink.

"No Sam, please let me finish. This is hard enough." Said Donna, stopping her husband from saying what he wanted to say. "I pushed you away because I felt like I was drowning and I didn't want to take you down with me." She continued, now feeling the tears spilling from her eyes. "I loved you too much to do that to you… And that's why I thought the separation was the best option for us. It was then… I realised that…" She trailed off, feeling a knot raising in her throat when she thought about it.

Standing up, Sam walked over to pour himself another vodka. He sipped it, as he turned his head to gaze at Donna, who had been standing with her back to him. Noticing her tears, Sam felt a pang of guilt twist in his gut, when he knew he'd been so cold with her. She had made the first move, to come here and talk to him and for that he was grateful, even though she had broken his heart. Taking Donna's arm, Sam guided her back to sit on the edge of the bed, before her trembling legs gave way on her. He sighed as he took a seat next to her and sipped on his drink.

"You realised what Donna?… That you didn't love me any more?" Asked Sam, still trying to get his head around what his wife was trying to say.

Shaking her head, Donna ran her finger round the top of her glass. "No Sam, not at all… That's when I realised just how much I loved you." She replied, wiping away her flowing tears with the back of her hand. "I loved you, yet I was treating you like shit and I hated myself for that. You had been nothing but the best husband a woman could want and I had ruined it all with my stupid mood swings."

Pausing to take a long sip of her drink, Donna couldn't look Sam in the eye. She was staring down at the floor, feeling somewhat relieved that she was finally getting everything off her chest. If she looked up at Sam, she knew she would fully break down and then there would be no way she could continue explaining her actions. Sam was quiet, just listening to her tell him everything. It was all he had wanted since Donna had sprang the divorce on him. He had needed answers and now he was getting them, even though it hurt to see his wife so upset.

"Being apart from you, was hard, so hard, but I kept telling myself it was going to be okay." Said Donna in a quiet tone, as she carried on explaining and starring down at the floor. "I know you'll probably think it sounds stupid but… I figured that if I divorced you, then you could move on and find someone else that could make you happier than I could."

Sam shook his head, as he took in everything his wife was saying. "Donna, that's just crazy. There is no one else that could make me happier than you do." He answered, wiping away his own tears that were now falling down his cheeks. "Like I said in the letter, you are my one and only. The only woman I have ever loved and the only one I want to spend the rest of my life with."

"See, I knew you wouldn't understand." Said Donna, standing up to go and pour herself another drink to steady her frayed nerves. "I did it for you Sam. You and only you."

Standing up, Sam walked to Donna's side and placed his glass down on top of the mini-bar. "I understand that part… But by doing that, have you made yourself happy?" He then asked, hooking his finger under his wife's chin and turning her head up to face him.

Finally meeting Sam's gaze, Donna stared deep into his teary eyes and thought about his question. It didn't take her long to find the answer and staring into her husband's eyes now, she knew what he was getting at. She slowly raised her hand and tenderly placed it over his as it rested on her jaw line. Just that small connection between them, caused the tiny hairs on her neck to stand on end and her heart to slowly rise from where it had been residing in bottom of her stomach. Sam trailed his thumb over one of Donna's high cheekbones, capturing her falling tears and wiping them away for her.

"No I haven't made myself happy." Donna finally replied in a whisper, as she continued to gaze into Sam's eyes. "Far from it… I'm thoroughly miserable." She added, now closing her eyes as even more hot tears escaped her.

"Oh Donna." Sam whispered, closing his own eyes and resting his forehead against hers. "So am I sweetheart."

It was Sam's last words that hit it home for Donna. What she thought had been the right thing to do, had actually had the reverse effect. Instead of making Sam happy to be free from their marriage, she had actually made him just as upset as her. She had messed up big time and nearly ruined everyone's lives in the process, not only hers and Sam's, but their children's too. They were here together now and both of them knew it was their final chance to make things right between them once more. It was make or break for the Carmichael's.

Slowly pulling away from her husband's touch, Donna opened her eyes and thought for a few moments. There was something she had to do. Something she had to do to prove to Sam, that she did still love him as much as she always had. Walking over to her purse, that was sat on the floor by the bed, Donna reached in and pulled out the official divorce papers. Sam turned and looked at her, as she slowly walked back over to him. His vision was blurred by his tears, but as he wiped his eyes, he soon realised what she had in her hands. Now standing a few feet apart, Donna swallowed softly and now staring into Sam's eyes, she held the papers out and ripped them in half. She let go of the now torn pieces of paper and let them flutter to the floor of the hotel suite.

"I love you Sam." Donna whispered, feeling herself shaking as Sam slowly walked towards her. "I can't let you go."

Gently pulling his wife into his arms, Sam brought his hand to a rest on her neck. "I love you too Donna. Just as I always have." He whispered in response, running his thumb across her jaw line and guiding her lips towards his.

He kissed her softly, feeling her body instantly relax in his arms. Donna responded to Sam's kiss, feeling the softness of his lips on hers and realising how much she had missed him. Things remained slow and tender between the couple, with Sam sweeping his tongue over his wife's lower lip and sliding it in fully to meet hers when she granted him access. Donna ran her hands through Sam's hair, then trailed her fingertips down his neck, on the way to his t-shirt. She ran her hands downwards, taking in the contours of his toned stomach muscles under the cotton fabric and stopped when she reached the hemline.

"I've missed you so much." Donna whispered, after breaking from their kiss and gazing into his gorgeous dark blue eyes. "So much." She added, gathering the t-shirt in her grip and sliding it up Sam's stomach.

Sam raised his arms and allowed his wife to pull his t-shirt off completely, revealing his bare chest to her. Within a few seconds, Sam had returned the favour and relieved Donna of hers too. Their kisses then resumed, as Donna got to work on her husband's belt buckle and trousers, unzipping them to free him. Feeling Donna's hands on his bare flesh, turned Sam on at an alarming rate and it wasn't long before they were both completely naked in one another's arms. Walking his wife back towards the bed, Sam made sure his lips never left hers the whole time, even as he laid her gently back onto the huge queen-size bed. He was pressed against her, resting between her parted legs and Donna could feel the tip of his solid erection brushing against the entrance of her womanhood. They were still kissing passionately, as Sam slid his hand under the feminine dip of her back and moved her further up the bed, so her head could rest against the luxury pillows.

Reluctantly breaking from their kiss, Sam gazed into his wife's ocean green eyes. "You're sure you want this?" He asked in a whisper, resting on his elbow and reaching round to unclip her hair.

"More than anything." Whispered Donna in response to his question, shaking her long blonde hair out and then cupping his face in her hands.

Guiding her husband back towards her lips, Donna wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with fiery passion. Sam felt Donna then part her legs further, giving him permission to enter her. Sliding his hand down between their bodies, Sam did just that. He heard Donna gasp into his mouth, as he guided his manhood into her and experienced the sensation of her dragging her nails down his back. Closing her eyes, Donna felt her husband filling her up and their bodies begin to move in perfect time with one another's. It was slow and controlled, with the pair of them moaning quietly as Sam pushed himself deeper into her with every thrust.

It was as though they had never been parted. Their lovemaking felt so right and brought them back together as one. When hands started wandering, things between the Carmichael's became even more intense and Sam quickened the movements of his hips, to meet his wife's obvious sexual needs. They were moaning into each other's mouths, teasing each other with flicks of their tongues and knowing just what they were doing to one another. Donna needed more. She needed to feel every inch of her husband inside her wet, aroused womanhood and pushing her towards her much anticipated climax. Spreading her legs even further apart, Donna knew her next move would achieve just that.

"Hmmmmm." Sam moaned in between flicks of his tongue, feeling himself being guided deeper into Donna's most feminine place.

The Carmichael's breathing was getting shallower and their hungry kisses, getting more urgent with each passing lustful minute. Pulling away from Donna's lips, Sam breathed some much needed air into his lungs and continued his now powerful thrusts within her. Their hot bodies were beginning to perspire, as they writhed in unison on the expensive hotel sheets beneath them. Donna closed her eyes once more, feeling Sam taking one of her rock hard nipples into his mouth and grazing his teeth along it, causing her a mixture of pain and pleasure. She groaned loudly, as he repeated the torturous process with the other, before plunging his mouth fully around it and circling it with his exploring tongue.

Now raising her legs and sliding them up to rest around Sam's waist, Donna was lost in the moment. "Oh god." She groaned loudly, roughly running her hand through his hair and using the other, to grab onto the ornate, wrought iron headboard.

She was trying to hold herself in position, as her husband pumped away inside her with animalistic force and continued his erotic oral stimulation on her breasts. Feeling herself getting extremely close to the brink of her climax, Donna's head began to thrash from side to side on the pillow. Sam could sense it to, with the way Donna was meeting him thrust for thrust and not being able to control her hips as they left the bed below her. With her back beginning to arch off the bed too, Donna had gone beyond the point of no return and Sam stopped what he was doing with his mouth, to watch her facial expressions change. He loved to watch her in the throws of passion and watch the beads of perspiration trickle from her forehead, knowing he had worked her up to it.

With her back arched in such a way, Sam felt his solid member move even deeper into Donna's womanhood, hitting something he knew would transport her to undeniable ecstasy. He had reached her g-spot and knew she would be coming in only a matter of seconds. Donna was moaning loudly, every time her husband thrust as deep as he could into her and the familiar tingling in her lower body started to mount in intensity. With her husband's next three thrusts, she was there. Calling out, nearly to the point of screaming, Donna's orgasm tore through her at lightening speed. Her body was shuddering hard against Sam's, telling him he could now let himself go too. Grabbing his wife's hands, as she placed them at the side of her head, Sam entwined his fingers through hers and embraced his own powerful orgasm. He ground to a stop, as both he and Donna gasped at the sensation of him ejaculating within her, giving her everything he had after a month apart.

Fighting to get air into his lungs, Sam stared into Donna's eyes and continued his hold on her hands. "My god, how could you ever think I'd need anyone but you?" He managed to whisper breathlessly, still inside her and feeling her legs relax to his sides.

"I don't know." Donna whispered in response, her chest heaving through sheer exhaustion. "But I'm so sorry for hurting you baby… I love you, I really do."

Placing his lips against his wife's, Sam gently bit down on her lower lip after kissing her tenderly. "I love you too Mrs. Carmichael." He answered, carefully withdrawing from her and moving to lay at her side.

Donna had tears in her eyes once more, as she moved to lay in the crook of her husband's arm. He wrapped his arm around her, holding her tight and staring up at the ceiling. They were both quiet for quite some time, just enjoying the closeness of being together once more and subconsciously trailing their hands over one another's sweat drenched bodies, as if trying to remember if everything was still the same. Finally moving her head, Donna peered up at her handsome husband and smiled sweetly as he instantly met her gaze. Sam smiled back at her, knowing exactly what she was thinking about… They were back, with everything out in the open and nothing else to do to confirm their love to each other. The lovemaking had been amazing, just like it had always been between them, right from the very beginning.

"Are you happy?" Asked Sam, stroking Donna's golden hair away from her damp forehead and tightening his hold on her.

Smiling, Donna reached up and placed her hand on Sam's cheek. "So happy." She replied simply, shifting positions so she could give her husband a slow, passionate and appreciative kiss on his alluring lips.

A.N. Well there ya go hunnies… you got your wish, Mr. & Mrs. C are back together! Hehehe.. Be nice and let me know what you think (especially the few people that have recently added this story to their favourites) lol, I know who you areeeeeeeeeee! Joke! .. Will try my best to get something up for you ASAP… Loads of love, Liv x

P.S. longest chapter peeps… see I spoil you! Haha x