Boring and short. Still trying to come up with some drama! ;-) But for now, this is the best I can do. :-( Dedicated to my fantabulous reviewers!

x Nika

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Donna squinted her eyes as the bright summer sun blinded her briefly. She was in her and Sam's bedroom packing for their honeymoon in Paris. How Donna was ecstatic when she found out her and Sam were taking a vacation to the place that they met each other for the first time.

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One Week Earlier...

Donna and Sam sat on the waterfront of the beach watching the sunset. Donna positioned herself, sitting in-between Sam's legs with his hands wrapped snuggly around his wife's waist. It was calmingly quiet as Donna looked at the refraction of the brightly lit Sun as the massive glowing ball of red seemed to be sinking slowly into the far away horizon. It all seemed like a dream, everything was perfect, and it was just about to get better.

"Donna? Honey, are you awake?" Sam whispered.

"Yea, darlin'" Donna answered. "I think we should start heading back to the Villa, we have to see Rosie and Bill off later." she said sadly.

"Let's go."

Donna got up and held out her hand for her husband who was still sitting on the warm, tan sand. Sam got up and wrapped his arm around Donna's waist, walking beside her. The couple was quiet for quite some time, just thinking about how they were doing so far, and of course, what would happen in the future.

"Donna?" Sam broke the silence.

"Mmm?" she replied quietly.

"Well... we never had our honeymoon yet." Sam told Donna timidly. "What do you say about going to Paris?"

Donna quickly looked up at Sam, one of her hands covering her mouth in shock and her eyes getting glassy.

"Really, babe?" Donna asked with tears in her eyes. Sam nodded.

Donna wrapped her arms around him and kissed him with force. Her little way of saying 'thank you' to the love of her life.

Paris, France had been the place where Donna had first met Sam.

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Sam walked through the door of the crowded Parisian cafe right down the street from his hotel. The modern design originally attracted Sam as he just started college himself; an architecture major. The white bleached walls, the light cherry oak tables, and the marble countertops. 'It's simplistic' he thought. He had been coming to this cafe for a couple of months now. He was working on his first project right near the Louvre, designing chic and modern apartment suites. He usually came to the cafe for lunch or just a place to relax his mind, but today, it was loud and crowded. The young man scanned the room quickly for a place to sit, he didn't find any open seats. Just as he was about to walk out, a young woman to the left of him, pulled out a chair and smiled. Sam turned towards her. She could be no more than 20 years old, Sam thought. Her long blonde hair, high Germanic cheekbones, and the white sundress that was clinging to her slim figure made her all the more glowing. Sam sat down and thanked her greatly for the seat.

"Sam Carmichael" he held out his hand.

Donna greatly accepted it. "Doniella Sheridan... well, umm, everybody just calls me 'Donna'."

"Hello, Donna" Sam said.

As he was closer now, Sam noticed how physically attracted he was to her. Within only five minutes of meeting her, he felt some type of connection. He knew he shouldn't have these feelings. Even though he was just a young lad, when he went home at the end of the month, he was getting married to Lorraine. It wasn't really true love, Sam told himself. It was more of an arranged marriage between two families. They didn't even like each other. Or at least, Sam didn't like his fiance.

The two new friends chatted over croissants and coffee, exchanging friendly conversation.

"So what's a pretty young lady like you doing in a big city like this?" Sam asked.

Donna blushed. 'He called me 'beautiful... no other man has ever called me that.' she said quietly to herself.

"Well, right now... I'm just here visiting my friend Tanya." Donna told Sam. "She usually comes here for vacation every summer with her parents. This time I decided to come and visit her. Actually, my plane just landed about two hours ago."

"Why are you in Paris?" Donna asked.

Little did Sam know, Donna had the same feelings he had. His masculine body. his light brown hair and his sexy Irish accent, he was gorgeous.

'Doniella Suzanne Sheridan. You are just a child! May the Lord have mercy on your soul, doing the shameful things you have done to this family.' Donna remembered the stern little speech her crazy God-fearing Catholic of a mother gave her about her so-called "promiscuous" behavior before she came out to Paris.

Sam started talking as Donna was whipped from her daydream as Sam started to talk.

"I'm out here on a project for college." Sam said.

"What's your major?"

"Architectural engineering and design," Sam replied matter-of-factly. "Are you in college?"

"No." Donna sighed. "As much as people look at me and think I'm another dumb blonde, I'm actually quite book smart. Long story short, I skipped a couple of grades and I started college at Harvard when I was just 16. Mathematic physics major."

'Wow! She's gorgeous and smart!' Sam thought excitedly.

Donna must have seen the expression on his face, as she tried to explain.

"I was going to take up another major, but I said 'hey, I'm really good at math and physics, so what the hell!' I don't really know what I'm going to use it for... it's not like I want to become some sort of scientist or anything." she explained.

"What do you want to do with your life then?" Sam asked Donna sweetly.

Talking to her was definitely easier than talking to Lorraine.

"Well..." Donna trailed off nervously.

"I sing and stuff with my group. Tanya, myself, and my other friend Rosie. We're called 'The Dynamos'."

"The Dynamos?" Sam asked.

Donna nodded.

The new duo knew that they hit it off immediately, but neither one of them wanted to admit it. Sam didn't want to get attached as he had to go home and see Lorraine next month, and Donna was an independent spirit, she liked to flap her wings instead of having a basic set of people she hung out with the entire time. But this was different... for both of them.

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Donna was in her closet taking a powder mint green shirt from the hanger when suddenly she felt a pair of hands wrap around her .

"Hey, you!" Donna smiled as Sam sweetly kissed the top of her head.

Her and Sam were leaving for New York tomorrow morning and Donna was packing both of their suitcases, and putting finishing touches on everything.

Donna was still really nervous about leaving. When they arrived in New York, Donna didn't know what would happen. For the most part, she was worried about the Villa. She left Tanya and Pepper in charge.

'Why?!?!' she thought angrily.

They were going to do some damage, she knew that for sure, but she made a commitment to herself that she would sneak up and check on the two night and day while she was in New York.

"I want the Villa intact when I comeback! That means no wild parties," she looked sternly at Pepper. "And don't drink all of the liquor, Tan."

"Don't mess up anything, don't read my letters from Soph, they are to be sent straight to me in New York, I'll send you the address when we land. And don't get into ANY trouble." Donna finished.

"Okay, boss lady" Pepper smiled as Tanya saluted.

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Donna kissed everyone on the cheek as she got into the jeep to ride to the dock and catch the ferry to the mainland with Sam.

"I'll send you plenty of postcards from New York!" she yelled out the car as her and Sam drove down the winding dirt road.

'If anything is wrong with my hotel' Donna contemplated. 'They will be postcards from the edge of the building I'm jumping off of.'

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I know it was HORRIBLE! But, plz review!