Hi all! Sorry it's taken so long 😅 buttttt this one is the longest one yet...and it might be boring to you and if it is I apologize! But I was stressing how to write it, so I'd love to here your all's input ️ PS: if you're one for plot twists, lol buckle up;) Also, Thankyou so much for the favorites and comments! It means sooo much ️ I love reviews so feel free to leave them! ️ ️

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Ellie

"My god, I've missed you," Sam muttered in between kisses. Donna's only reply was a whimper when he began to kiss the sweet, low spot on her neck. They were pulled out of their passionate moment when an ear piercing scream was heard behind them. They both turned to find a little girl, about Sophie's age, standing there with a picture book, looking as if she'd just witnessed them shacking each other right then and there. Well...close to it.

Donna's jaw dropped and she untangled herself from Sam and stopped, the little girl was still staring at them. Donna became confused why the little girl was even down this isle before she saw the books and let out a burst of laughter. "Sam, we're in the children's section," she giggled.

"Oh bloody hell!" He exclaimed and rubbed his face at his obliviousness. He kneeled down to the little girl who was eyeing them suspiciously. "What's your name?" He asked sweetly and quietly, attempting to distract her from what she just witnessed.

The little girl held her book tighter and stared down at her shoes. "Cora..." She whispered softly. Sam noticed the little girl's fear and he gave a soft smile.

"Well Miss Cora, I'm sorry I didn't mean to frighten you," he responded softly and gently touched her shoulder. Donna's heart melted at the sight before her. Sam was being so gentle with the little girl they'd just scared shitless, he was perfect with her. Please let Sophie be Sam's... She silently prayed as she watched Sam with the little girl.

The girl gave a soft smile but backed away a little bit. Donna noticed this and knelt down next to Sam, sometimes it took some motherly help to make a child feel at ease. "You have a lovely name, Cora," Donna smiled sweetly and gave the girl a wink. The little one gave a soft smile in return. "Sleeping Beauty?" She asked, pointing to Cora's book.

"Yes, is my favorite," the girl explained, completely open to the two strangers now. The adorable little girl blew a piece of dark hair away from her face before crossing her arms. "Are you having a baby?" The girl asked suspiciously.

Donna jumped up, "What?!" Too close to home. Sam just gave a puzzled look at the girl before turning to look at a very flustered Donna.

"Umm...no," Sam said, trying to comprehend where the girl was coming from. Donna composed herself and knelt back down as Sam gave her a questioning look to her sudden outburst.

"Why would you think that, sweetheart?" Donna asked the girl, brushing her dark hair out of her face.

The little girl rolled her eyes, "Because, when mommy had baby brother in tummy, her and daddy tell me it happened when I saw them kissing in kitchen. Like you!" The girl explained, irritated that they didn't already know this.

Sam couldn't control himself as he went into a fit of laughter, falling onto his back and Cora joined in with him. Donna shook her head and pinched Sam in the back. Hard. He let out a wince of pain before coming back to Donna's side. "Oh no, sweetheart. We're not having a baby," Donna informed her gently.

Sam just slowly nodded in aggrement and kept his hand over his mouth to stop him from laughing. "You're lying..." Cora whispered scandalised.

"No," Donna started only to be met with another ear piercing scream from the girl. This time it turned heads, especially with a shirtless man next to the woman and child. Well, shit.

The frantic couple quickly sprinted out of the library hand in hand, only focused on getting to their room. They soon made it back to their hotel and hopped into the elevator. Donna practically jumped him once the doors shut. She didn't care right now. She deserved this. Right? Sam wasn't complaining by any means, she was his drug and he wasn't planning on ever seeking rehab. Their lips had just met when the doors opened on floor five; an elderly couple walked in. Donna and Sam broke apart from each other just in time and backed away. The older couple eyed them suspiciously and the woman's eyes went wide at Sam's shirtless appearance. Donna saw her reaction and stiffled a laugh.

Sam turned to her and began to shake his head, "Im sorry, darling. Is this amusing?" He asked saracastically, growing more impatient by the second. All he wanted to do was make love to her and ravish her body, but floor 12 couldn't come soon enough.

"Yes darling...quite. In case you forgot, you're still half naked," she whispered with a naughty wink. "Although I'm certainly not complaining..." She was caught off guard when he'd slid his hand down to her behind and placed a firm grip on it.

"Neither am I," he remarked cheekily and gave her rear a tight squeeze.

"You'll pay for that, Carmichael..." She threatened in a low voice.

Sam's smile only became wider, "Promise?" He pulled her closer to him, about to place his lips on hers when the doors open to floor 12 and she wriggled out of his grasp, grabbed the room key from his hand, and sprinted out of the elevator.

Sam stood their dumb founded for a second before yelling, "Sheridan!". He realized he was still in the elevator with the now irrated elderly couple, "Right...sorry! Enjoy the rest of your vacation!" He called back, sprinting after the blonde headed beauty.

Donna reached the door, unlocked it, and swiftly opened it before starting to close it. "Don't you do it!" Sam yelled after her, almost at the door. She peeked her head out and gave a wink before shutting it in his face. He rested his head on the beige door, slightly out of breath, before knocking.

Donna giggled and leaned up against the door. "Who is it?" She asked innocently.

Sam banged his head against the door. "Ow!" He heard Donna laugh from the other side at his action. "James Bond," he joked. She gave a big gasp and slowly cracked the door open.

"How can I help you, Mr. Bond?" She asked seductively, placing her hand on her hip. Sam drank in the incredibly sexy woman before him.

"Well you see...I'm only half naked, is what someone called it, I was wondering if you could help me with the rest?" He opened the door a bit more and began to walk in.

Donna raked her hands over his bare chest, "Hmm... I don't kn-" She was cut off as Sam placed his lips on hers. He'd had enough; but the thing was, she hadn't even done anything. She didn't need to. She'd driven him crazy in his dreams and she drove him crazy now. That would never change. He kicked the door shut once he was finally in.

Their mouths were moving against each other's with burning desire. He slid his tongue in, once her mouth had parted, and she let out a moan into his mouth at the familiar feeling. It was all coming back to her now and the more she remembered, the more she needed him. Now. Her tongue moved with his as he hitched up her skirt like Nick had done earlier. Too much. "No, don't!" She pulled away from him and backed up.

"Donna? Donna what is it?" She placed her hands on her head and her breathing became heavier. "Ok ok ok sit down," he guided her to the foot of the bed. "Is it him?" He asked with remorse in his tone. She hastily nodded, still looking at the floor. He kneeled down next to her and took her face in his hands, "Donna, I'm not about t-"

"No, Sam! I don't want to stop," she protested. He gave her an unsure look. "I need you. I need you to take away his touch and it's not just because you're here, but because..." She had to say it, four years of bottling everything up hadn't done her any good. "Because I'm still in love with you. God...and it was shit for so long! When you left and years, years Sam...without you. But, to know what I know now turns my world upside down and frankly I can't comprehend it right now, but it gives me a pass. A pass to be with you at least right now. A pass to tell you how I am still very much in love with you. So, don't think for a second I don't want this," she let a few tears fall from her face and Sam wiped them away.

He was taken aback by her words, and his heart swelled when he realized she was considering giving them their well-deserved chance. "Funny thing...I'm still madly in love with you also," he smiled against her lips before lightly kissing them again. My god, how he loved her.

"I didn't say madly," she objected with a laugh. He furrowed his eyebrows and pouted his lip at her response before lightly pressing his firm lips to her soft ones.

"Oh save it, Sheridan," Sam whispered, pulling them both onto the bed and hovering over her. "I've never stopped loving you, so if you don't want to do this right now, I won't be upset in the slightest. I just want you to feel safe," he pressed a firm kiss to her forehead.

"I've waited four years to yell at you and scream at you, but all I can think about is how much I need you, which makes me want to yell and scream at you," she explained with a laugh. "You want me to feel safe? I feel safe with you. I need you. Make love to me, Sam," she pleaded and stroked his cheek.

Sam took a big breath before caressing her curves and nodding slowly. "If at any point you want to stop, tell me. I never want to be responsible for hurting you, Donna. Unfortunately, I already am. So please, promise me."

Donna nodded, "I promise. Although, you won't have to. You want ever have to because I'm with you," She kissed his forehead with reassurance before beginning to undo his shirt that was still on her.

He gave a low chuckle, "Allow me," he whispered and began to slowly unbotton his dress shirt. After each button, he placed a warm kiss on the new, delicate skin. He continued this all the way down her belly until every button was done. He looked up at her from his position, "How the hell did you become more stunning?" He asked in amazement. "That's not fair," he made his way back up her body, leaving another trail of hot, wet kisses before capturing her lips with his own.

Donna moaned into his mouth and shrugged off the dress shirt before tossing it off the bed. "Sweet talker," she mumured at his previous comment. He gave a laugh and stopped to stare at her.

What he saw in her eyes stunned him: disbelief. "Oh my god. You really don't believe me...do you?" She bit her lip and shook her head; something broke in him to know the woman he desired and adored most in the world didn't find herself desirable. "Oh ho ho, well you will. Mark my words, Sheridan. That's a promise," he winked and began kissing her neck fervently.

Donna let out a small gasp at his actions and reached down for the belt buckle around his pants. She was able to take the article off with ease and threw it with force as it hit the wall.

Sam laughed against her skin as he realized she was as eager as he was. Thank god. He began to kiss her very full breasts before reaching behind her and unhooking her bra clasp. He quickly rid the material from her and also slung it against the wall. He realized her breath had quickened once her chest was bare, but she had no reason to worry. She was breathtaking. He gave her a light, reassuring kiss before circling his tongue around the delicate bud.

Donna arched her back as his warm tongue circled her cool skin. She ran her hands through his hair while he kissed his way to her other breast, before his hot, wet tongue was on her cool breast once again, causing her to grab at the sheets. Sam smirked as she squirmed against him, causing her body to rub against his. He reach for her pencil skirt and slowly unzipped it before pulling it off in one, fluent motion and tossing it to the side. Donna unbottoned his pants and attempted to pull them off. Sam gave a chuckle and retired from her breasts in order to help her. He kicked them off after much difficulty and hooked a finger under her underwear. He looked into her eyes, seeking her permission, and she nodded. Sam pulled the underwear down slowly, leaving a trail of wet kisses down her legs.

Donna was growing seemingly impatient and once he'd thrown her underwear off she sat up and began to pull his boxers down. Sam gave a laugh, "Eager are we?" He said smugly, building the sexual tension in the air.

Donna raised an eyebrow at him as her hand crept into his boxers, and without warning, she took hold of him, causing Sam to let out a strained, surprised gasp. "Last I checked, Mr. Carmichael...you attempted to have your way with me in the children's section of a library," she whispered pretending to be scandalised.

Sam gave her a wink, "Yes, and I would've succeeded."

"If it weren't for the four-year-old?" Donna laughed, thinking of all things to stand in their way, it had been a child.

Sam immediately remembered the screaming little girl and let out a burst of laughter. "No, not the four year old. I could've gloriously banged you there and she would've gotten a better understanding of 'mommy and daddy's kissing' " he joked and helped her pull off his underwear before gently laying her back down and hovering above her.

"You're awfully sure of yourself darling...what makes you think I would've agreed?" She asked lowly, wrapping her arms around his neck as he lightly kissed her forehead.

"Because I have this theory..." he muttered against her skin.

"You do? What's that?" Donna asked smugly, biting her lip and lifting his face up so she could see him.

"That you are as desperately in love with me as I am with you," he whispered genuinly, a soft smile on his lips and adoration in his eyes.

Donna's heart began to beat a little faster and she rubbed his cheek with her thumb, "Do you have proof?" She challenged.

"I'm about to," he captured her lips with his and ran his tongue slowly along her bottom lip before pulling away. Her jaw dropped at his move but he gave a wink in reply.

He leveled himself so he was able to enter her, whenever she was ready. Sam began to open his mouth but Donna put a finger to his lips, "I'm sure, Sam. It's okay...I trust you," she outlined his lips with her finger before he kissed it.

Trust. They had love. They had hate. They had history. Now, they had trust. Donna knew she shouldn't but she did; the love of her life had risked his life for her without seeing her in four years today. She had no doubt at that moment, but should she? Meanwhile, Sam broke out into the biggest grin at her words; she trusted him. He'd prove to her that she could always place her trust in him; even if it killed him.

"And I you," he uttered before resting his forehead on hers as he slowly entered her. She let out a gasp as did he, but he waited and watched her face as she got used to the feeling again. "Donna?" He asked worriedly.

She opened her eyes once she'd gotten used to the incredible feeling and nodded, "I'm yours, baby. Make love to me," she whimpered.

Their lips met and fused together in passion as their bodies began to do the same. He began slow and gentle thrusts into her tight, warm core. Donna's hips began to move slowly with Sam's thrusts as the more time that past, the deeper she needed him. He could tell what she needed so he willingly gave it to her: he began to increase his speed slightly along with entering her deeper than before. They both began to moan out at the new sense of pleasure. Donna wrapped her legs around Sam as she took him deeper into her, causing Sam to moan out, "Jesus, Donna!"

Donna gave a low laugh that Sam was able to feel inside her as well. She loved the power and effect she had on him. He really was bewitched by her and it allowed her to relax and give herself completely to him. His movements became faster as her hips met him thrust for thrust and she felt her climax begin to stir deep with her. "Oh God..." She moaned and dug her nails into Sam's shoulders. "Sam, please..." She pleaded, craving her realease. Sam could tell she was almost there because she had begun to tighten around his now pulsating member.

He nodded in response and forced himself deeper into her. "I love you," he whispered into her ear as she began to cry out once she reached her climax. Her senses went into overdrive and Sam took her over the edge and a volcanic sensation errupted within her as her body began to shake over the amount of pleasure she was receiving. Sam came right after her, calling out her name and releasing himself within her fully.

Breathing was heavy and ragged as neither of them dared to move for fear of collapsing. Donna opened her eyes first and looked at Sam, whose head was buried in the crease of her neck. She ran her hand through his hair, "Look at me," she whispered desperately.

Sam raised his head and looked deeply into her gorgeous green eyes, "You are the most sensational woman I have ever met. End of story." He pressed a kiss to her forehead before removing himself from her and laying down next to her. "No one will ever hurt you. Not as long as I'm around," he whispered and pulled her close to her.

Donna looked up and gave a small yawn before snuggling into his chest, "I think that's the hazard, Carmichael," she tiredly joke and closed her eyes. Sam shuffled down into the covers and pulled them up around them.

"Well then, whatever we have to do for me to become the solution: I'll do it." He said strongly; he'd been without her for too long, pining over her, fantasizing, and dreaming about her. And somehow here she was, falling asleep in his arms after they had just made love. This was life's way of giving them their chance. He knew it.

Donna slowly shook her head and gave a laugh, "I'll need that in writing," she joked before resting her head fully on his chest. "I do truly love you, you know..." She muttered as her breathing deepened and Sam discovered she'd fallen asleep.

"I hope so, darling." He whispered into her hair and fell asleep right after.

Donna awoke three hours later due to the lack of heat in the bed. Sam. "Shit..." She muttered when she realized he wasn't there. She shot up and couldn't see a damn thing because it was dark out now. She attempted to get up and find a lamp, but she ended up tripping over the coffee table instead.

"Fuck!" Donna moaned as she fell on the floor with a thump. The bathroom door immediately opened and Sam stood in a pair of pajamas alarmed.

"Donna!" He rushed to her and turned on a light as he helped her get up. "Jesus! What'd you do?" He began to laugh as she straightened up. She looked up at him in shock.

"Wait...you didn't leave?" She scratched her head and sat back down on the bed. Sam furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head 'no'. "Are you about to leave?" Donna asked worriedly.

Sam gave a chuckle and took her head in his hands, examining it."Sweetheart, just how hard did you hit your head?" She swatted his hands away and brought her knees up to her chest as she shrugged her shoulders in. Oh he knew this move all too well. "I didn't mean to frighten you, love. I was just going to try and surprise you with a bath," he reassured softly.

She looked up at him with big eyes, "Really?" She was completely taken aback by his gesture.

"Yes, Donna. Really. I meant what I said...I'm not letting you go. Therefore, since I'm holding you captive I thought I might at least pamper you. Come on," he winked and grabbed her hand, leading her to the bathroom.

Once they entered her heart swelled at the grand gesture Sam had done. The bathroom was covered in candles that created low lighting, a record was playing soft peaceful music in the background, and there was a nice warm bath filled with bubbles and rose petals on top. Donna's jaw dropped, "Oh Sam..." She turned to look at him as he gave a soft smile in response. "Thankyou" she quietly added.

He nodded and took her naked form in his arms, "You're more than welcome, Darling." He kissed the crease in her neck before bringing her over to the bath and helping her in. Donna dipped her feet into the luscious, warm bath and gave a satisfied sigh before getting all the way in. "There you go...better?" He asked as he pushed the hair out of her face.

She nodded and bit her lip, tracing circles on his forearm, "Are you not going to join me, Carmichael?" She asked seductively. He gave a low chuckle and scratched his neck.

"As much as I would love to, unfortunately no." She gave a frown at his response and crossed her arms. "Also, I'm going to remove myself from the bathroom before..." He was interupted by Donna's loud laughter as she noticed his now massive erection.

"Before what, Sam?" She asked challengingly giving him a naughty wink. He flicked his hand in the water, sending it splashing on her face.

"Before I decided to completely ravish you," he replied lowly. She only rolled her eyes and splashed water back at him, causing it to get all over his t shirt.

"You're awfully confident," she acknowledged with a raised eyebrow. He gave a wink and began to stand up to leave. "Sam..." She pleaded.

He turned around and saw the irrational fear in her face. Did she really think he'd leave? Technically she had a right to... He smiled and waltzed over to her before grabbing her face and pulling towards his, causing an electrifying kiss. Donna was taken by surprise at his gesture and let out a squeal. He swept his tongue into her mouth quickly before pulling away. "I'm going to be out here because I have something planned. Also because you're a distraction since I've already showered. I'm not leaving I promise," he reassured and got up to leave again.

"Heard that one before..." She muttered and reached for the sponge. He stopped in his tracks and spun around.

"What'd you say?" He asked softly, walking back towards the tub. He'd heard what she said. Donna pursed her lips and looked at the water before looking up defiantly at him with a shrug. "No no no...tell me," he sat on the tub.

She raised an eyebrow, "You heard me," she answered and squirted shampoo into her hand before massaging it into her hair, paying no attention to him now.

"So you're not gonna tell me what you said?" He asked again, only to be ignored as she started humming to herself while washing her hair. "Very mature," he spat before attempting to get up.

Donna's eyes narrowed at his snark remark so she grabbed his hand and yanked him into the tub with her, causing the water to splash everywhere. He let out a yelp of surprise before staring at her in shock. "What'd you say?" She asked lowly.

He smirked at her, "You heard me." She splashed water into his face and he accidently swallowed it, sending him into a coughing fit. "I said...'very mature' . Now do you care to tell me what you said?" He asked hotly.

"I said, 'heard that one before'. Now can you blame me?" She questioned through gritted teeth.

"Christ, Donna! Are you really so insecure to think I'd put you in a bath and leave you?!" He raised his voice and watched as her face fell. Oh, shit.

She stood up from the bath, kicking water his way while getting out. "Am I really that insecure? Shit, Sam. I dunno. It's not like you've left me before and gone off to get married to some gold-digging bitch while I was left there with S-" she stopped herself dead in her tracks. He gave her a puzzled look and stepped out of the bath as well, taking his sopping wet pajamas off and finding a towel.

"I came back for you!" He fought back, walking up to her and pinning her against the wall.

She wriggled under his grasp, "Let go of me!" She yelled and attempted to get free.

"NOT UNTIL YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU DO TO ME, HOW CRAZY YOU DRIVE ME, HOW IT'S BEEN HELL WITHOUT YOU, HOW I HATE MYSELF FOR WHAT I DID TO YOU. I CANT BEAR THE THOUGHT OF WHAT I DID TO YOU, DONNA! IT SICKENS ME!" He screamed, causing her to stop all movements as her face softened. The tears started streaming down his face, "I won't let you go, until you understand just how much I love you, which I hope will take years for you to discover due to the amount and because I don't ever want to live without you..." He whispered through his tears. She began to open her mouth but he silenced her, "You have every right to bitch at me, to slap me, scream and yell, or even walk out on me. But I'm begging you not to, because I need you. I need you." He wiped away the tears that were now falling from her face as well.

"We have alot we'll need to work through and there's some things you'll need to know," she thought of little Sophie and how she would finally meet her father and smiled. "Theybcould even be a game changers for you..."

"It won't." He jumped in eagerly. "Nothing will stop me from being with you, if you'll let me."

She closed her eyes and nodded, praying he was right. "I'll tell you soon but not right now, I promise. Right now I want you to show me how much you love me, and I'll show you in return," she winked and Sam picked up her wet body and darted for the bedroom.

"Room service will be here in 10 minutes so let's hope your cheerleading days aren't too far behind you..." He winked and jumped onto the bed with her in his arms.

~Febuary 14th, 1984~

Donna stopped her story and began to blush, as her Dynamos stared wide eyed, waiting for her to finish.

"Well did you bloody bend it like Beckham or not?!" Rosie asked impatiently, biting her thumb. Donna let out a snicker before putting her face in her hands.

"Did you do the splits?" Tanya asked with a naughty wink, causing Donna's head to pop up with an open jaw. "I'm waiting..." Tanya reminded.

"Ok, but that's the thing...there's no need to go into any more detail..." Donna defended and wrapped the throw blanket around her shoulders.

Rosie ripped it off, "Are you shitting me right now? You spent two fucking extra weeks in New York and that's all you can say?" Rosie threw herself into the bed and let out a big groan.

"She's just bluffing, Red. We'll get it out of her. Why isn't there anymore to tell? Come on..." Tanya nudged, already knowing the answer with a smirk.

Donna grabbed the pillow and yelled a groan of frustration in it, before saying something into it, causing Rosie to pop up out of her position.

"Say it again, Sheridan. Without the pillow because I know I didn't hear you right..." Rosie laughed and pulled her Dynamo's head out of the pillow.

"Because that's all we did for a week." Donna whispered quietly as her face turned a bright shade of crimson. Rosie let out a scream before pretending to faint from the information, resulting in her falling off the bed.

"Donna Sheridan, you Shady Lady," Tanya laughed before getting up and pouring her and Rosie some wine she found in a cabinet. "No wonder you're knocked up!" She joked, knowing Donna would laugh as well. She did, thankfully. "Well? Details!"

"Noooo! Honestly it was nothing too exciting or exoctic, just lots and lots of glorious sex." Donna sighed. "Of course we'd order room service and we went out to meet with the police once because Nick had somehow got away, but other than that, we uh...made up for lost time I suppose you could say," she winked. Her Dynamos just shook their heads at her.

"I'm impressed, D. Really, I'm so proud!" Tanya brought her hand up to her chest and began to fake cry before Donna gave a slow, sarcastic clap at the brunnette's performance.

"As am I...your acting finally got better," Donna retaliated with a laugh.

Tanya sat back down on the bed and handed Rosie a glass of wine. "Sorry, but not all of us can be a miniature Meryl Streep," Donna rolled her eyes at the comment. The girls saw the uncanny resemblance between the two from looks, to laugh, to dramatics. Yet, she didn't see it. "Don..." Tanya began and put her arm around her best friend as Rosie did the same. "Honey...what are you gonna do?"

"I don't know..." Donna sighed. "There's still so much I have to tell you-"

"Oh we're ready!" Rosie gave a suggestive wink before taking a bug gulp of wine.

The blonde rolled her eyes at the little hermit, "Unfortunately for you sex freaks, it doesn't involve that. That's for my mind only," She responded smugly.

"Psshh! Us? Sex freaks? Really, Donna?" Tanya asked scandalized only to be met with a knowing look from Donna. "Ok that may be fair BUT don't act like your better than the rest of us! Maybe we should ask Baby Dynamo here!" Tanya put her ear up to Donnas stomach as Donna went into a fit of laughter. "Hi, Mini Tanya! That's your name even though your mommy doesn't know it yet, also because we all think and hope you're a girl. We can't have any more testosterone around here! If we did you'd have many more brothers and sisters at the rate your mommy goes!" Donna fell onto the bed in laughter and slapped Tanya's arm.

"Oi! You can't have all the fun, Cleopatra! I'll ask Mini Rosie!" Rosie wiggled her way to Donna's side and placed her head on her stomach. "Hi Baby Rosie! That's your name even if your mummy and Auntie Tanya don't know it yet. Anyway, we had a question for you...your mother thinks she's excempt from being in the sex-crazed possy. BUT her and your daddy locked themselves into a hotel room and spent a whole bloody week concieving you. Whatcha think?" Rosie felt Donna thump her on the head but she also felt a thump on her cheek. Her cheek was on Donna's stomach. She looked up with scared eyes at Donna who had her jaw dropped.

"Oh my God! She just kicked! That was her kicking, Rosie!" Donna exclaimed as her best friends let out a squeal.

Tanya moved to Donna's other side. "I wanna try!" She pouted and put her head on Donna's stomach after everyone calmed down. "Ok, mini me...your Auntie Rosie thinks you should be her namesake. BUT I think you should be mine because Auntie Tanya is much more fun! Just ask your big sissy Sophie! Kick once for Red, and twice for me..." As if right on cue Tanya felt not one or two, but three featherlight kicks from Donna's stomach as Tanya shot up in amazement.

Donna began to laugh hysterically. "Well? What did baby Rosie say?" Rosie asked expectantly. She turned to Tanya who was shaking her head.

"Unbelievable...she's a smart ass like her father, that's for sure!" Tanya joked and grabbed her wine glass from the floor.

Donna felt another, bigger kick from the baby after Tanya's remark and placed her hand on her bump. "I don't think she likes you disrespecting her daddy," she laughed. "She gave three kicks, Rosie. Which means neither of you!"

Rosie stared dumb founded at Donna's stomach. "Well good god of course! She's a fucking Sheridan for crying out loud! She gets what she wants!" The three Dynamos shared some laughs for a little while longer before the energy died down. "Donna? You are going to keep her aren't you?" Rosie asked worriedly.

Donna looked up at her best friend with tears in her eyes and smiled. "I think so...I mean, she was created out of love and..." Her hormonal tears began to fall again.

Tanya began rubbing her friend's back, "Oh honey! You weren't scared when you had Sophie! You could do it because you had her! And it'll be the same with this little one and we'll be there to spoil the both of them every step of the way, every birthday party, Christmas Eve, spring break...we'll be there!" Tanya reassured and Rosie nodded.

"You're still in love with him aren't you?" Rosie asked quietly, already knowing the answer.

Donna nodded quickly, "Desperately..." She choked out. "I just...I'll explain everything to you, I promise. But she's still a piece of him. And it's the greatest gift yet the worst hell in the world at the same time. Because he's not here with me!"

"Geez, Donna! Odds are he's the father figure to both your children!" Tanya began and sat up finding the phone on the desk. Surely, they could contact him.

"What are you doing with the phone?" Tanya pretended not to hear her and took a sip of wine. "And what do you mean odds are?" Donna asked worriedly. "He's Sophies too..."

"Oh please, Sheridan. We know all about Anderson and Headbanger! We're not stupid. Then again I did the math back when you had the little angel, when you met Sam, and how far along you were when you had her and they added up better than the other two. Like I said we're not stupid..." Rosie informed as Tanya began dialing numbers on the phone.

"How did y-? Never mind, I should've known. Tanya what the hell are you doing with phone?" Tanya just shrugged and waved her friend off and Donna just rolled her eyes in defeat. "Like I was saying: I know...that's what I'm saying. He's Sophie's too," Donna said again. Every biological child I have, Sam is biologically the father too. (Well...most likely Sophie's) All four of them... She thought to herself. Tanya dropped the phone (that phone call to Mr. Carmichael would have to wait), "I mean there's a 5% chance she's Bill Anderson's and a 5% chance she's Harry Headbanger's but there's about a 90% chance she's Sam's." Donna admitted.

Tanya snapped her fingers at Rosie, "You owe me a 100 bucks!" She laughed.

Rosie rolled her eyes, "We made that bet the day Sophie was born! That was nearly four years ago!"

"A bet is a bet, Red! You're gonna pay up!" Tanya triumphantly concluded, Rosie held her hands up in surrender and they both looked back at an appalled Donna.

"You're telling me you knew all along, and not only decided not to tell me you knew BUT PLACED BETS ON WHO HER FATHED WAS?" Donna questioned. Tanya and Rosie looked down at the floor ashamed.

"Um...yes?" Rosie meekly replied with a small smile, to be met in return with Donna's horrifying glare, which slowly began to break into a smile before she fell into a fit of laughter.

"Oh God! That's rich!" She managed to say in between breaths. Even though they had approached a dark topic, the Dynamos still had their leading lady laughing. That's why she wanted them here because they could turn any broken heart into art with a snap of their fingers. "What is it with you two and placing bets on my underborn children?"

Both the back up girls just shrugged in response. "Back to what we were saying...you're going to keep her right? I mean especially after your surogacy two years ago. You were heart broken, honey..." Tanya cautiously mentioned, afraid to bring up the sensitive topic.

Donna's eyes went dark at the topic. They'd never talked about her biological twin boys, ever since the day the legal mother came in to get them from the hospital. Technically, they weren't hers by law, only by blood but to Donna they were still hers. She thought she could do it, being a biological surrogate for a woman who was infertile but god almighty was she wrong. She thought she was doing a descent thing, which she was. She figured she could handle carrying a baby around for nine months considering Sophie had been an easy pregnancy. But, what she didn't figure was that she would fall in love with the little ones growing inside of her as if they had a special connection. She figured she could help make a couple's dream come true all while earning a great amount of money in the process. Mrs. Lorraine Allen was willing to pay Donna a lengthy amount, which was more than doubled when the OBGYN confirmed she was having twins. Donna was told she'd be artificially inseminated with the husband's sperm, and that if all went well she'd become pregnant with a baby. She did, although it was always Lorraine who came to the appointments and procedures, never Lorraine's husband which Donna found odd. Lorraine claimed he was always busy traveling which Donna understood, but still, she never met the man. Or so she thought... Donna could feel her blood begin to boil at the thought of what she'd discovered while in New York. "Yeah...about the twins..." Donna started.

Both Tanya and Rosie leaned in, surprised she wanted to talk about it. Donna had become very attached to the two lives growing inside her the deeper her pregnancy went, and it was their job to remind her why she was doing this and what for. There were many tears shed, but Donna pulled it all together and forced some sense into herself and carried on running after the two year old Sophie at the time. "What about them?" Rosie asked worriedly.

"I...uh...found some information on them while I was in New York. Come to think of it...I should've seen it coming two years ago, really. I was so stupid! Lorraine Allen claiming to have been a close friend to Sophia's, knew I needed money, and that I was in good health...my God! I was so naive..."

"Donna, you lost us, honey. Slow down. What do you mean naive? You knew they couldn't be yours!" Tanya reminded, not understanding why her friend was beating herself up.

Donna waved her arms up in the air to dismiss the idea. "I know that! What I didn't know was just how selfish, manipulative, and insecure one woman could be because she saw an opportunity to grant evil satisfaction for herself and took it."

Rosie shook her head, "Donna, Donna! You're not making any sense Who? What's her face? Uh, Laura?"

"Lorraine!" Tanya corrected and watched as Donna's face fell at the name. "Honey, you knew Lorraine would be taking them. She found you because she was an old friend of Sophia's, had a generous amount of cash, and knew you'd want to help."

Donna nodded. "Exactly." She spat and pointed at Tanya. "Except the 'old friend of Sophia's ' was a line of horseshit used just so I'd agree to her little game."

"What game, Donna? You're not making any sense, love," Rosie asked and rubbed Donna's shoulders.

Donna gave a soft, tired laugh. "Oh ho ho, I'm about to. Did you know Lorraine used her maiden name with me?" Both the Dynamos shook their heads 'no' in response. "Yep. Which Im pretty sure is illegal and is why she always told me she'd 'handle all the paper work'. Also, her husband wasn't always traveling did you know that?" She asked rhetorically again as the Dynamos shook their head no. "No, of course you wouldn't. I didn't. No, Lorraine said he was always traveling because she didn't want him to know who was carrying his children. Wanna know how I know that?" She asked as her heart rate began to speed up and the Dynamos slowly nodded. "Do you by happen to know Lorraine's full last name?" Donna asked lowly.

Something in Tanya clicked and she brought her hands up to her mouth and let out a huge gasp. "Oh my God..." Tanya managed to whisper. She looked up at Donna with tears of pity in her eyes.

Rosie was still confused and nudged Donna's arm. "Why? What is it?!" She asked urgently.

Donna gave a small laugh, "That's the kicker, Red. Lorraine Allen-Carmichael." She spat.

"Oh my God..."

~October 2nd, 1983~

Donna walked out of Sam's master bathroom dressed in a black Prada dress and light beige heels. They'd checked out of the hotel room that morning when Sam had received the 'all clear' from the station about Nick, so he decided it was safe to bring her to his home. Also, Sam was due back to work on Monday and it was Saturday, which meant she only had him all to herself for two more days. They'd come to an understanding that they could not longer live without each other, and that they were going to enjoy wherever they were going and cross some sensible topics when they got there. There was going to be very soon considering she'd convinced Sam to fly back to Greece with her in ten days time. She was going to tell him then about his gorgeous little daughter, and hopefully they could make a life for themselves: him, her, Sophie, and his two boys. His two boys. Donna's stomach did a little flip. Sam's and his soon-to-be ex-wife had come up with a custody aggrement while seperated. Which means Sam would be having the boys for the next month because Lorraine was going off to Los Angeles, meeting several investors for her fashion franchise. They were due at the apartment any minute and then the four of them would go to dinner. Donna was stirred out of her thoughts when Sam came back in the master bedroom.

He greeted her with a kiss. "You look lovely, darling." He whispered into her ear and dipped her, to her surprise, as he gave her a tender kiss. She gave a giggle and broke away, straightening her dress as she did so. "That was Lorraine," Sam informed and watched as Donna gave a stiff nod. "They'll be up in about two minutes. Do you want to meet her?"

"Uh let me think about that...NO!" She said with a laugh as Sam nodded in response. "I know you just did that to be nice and thankyou," she said with a light kiss to his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck. This caused Sam to initiate another kiss, catching Donna off guard as she willingly opened her mouth to him. He let out a satisfied groan and reached around to grab her rear with his hands which caused Donna to squeal and pull away. "BUT, I do think if you're soon-to-be ex-wife knew that your...uh...previous and present lover-"

"Soon-to-be wife," Sam corrected with a wink and watched as Donna's eyes widened at what he just called her.

"You...uh...your wha?" Donna was interupted by a doorbell ringing. They were here. Sam gave a wink and dashed out of the room to answer the door. She stood their completely flustered. "Carmichael!" She yelled in frustration and heard him laugh right before answering the door.

Donna heard two little voices yell, "Daddy!" echo in the living room and peaked from behind the balcony to watch, knowing no one could see her. But she sure as hell could see them, and her eyes immediately locked with the dark headed figure handing Sam two large suitcases. It was her. Lorraine Allen. The woman whom she had carried twins for because she was infertile. But what was she doing..."oh my fucking God..." Donna whispered to herself and watched the scene before her, never taking her eyes off of the now psychotic brunette.

"I should be back middle of November," Lorraine said shortly as she shoved the suitcases to Sam. "Then we can go to the original agreement," she sighed and put her hands in her pockets.

"Of course," Sam replied shortly as he picked up one boy in each arm.

"Yay! Daddy! I tired of Mommy!" The little boy on Sam's right said as Sam let out a chuckle.

"Yay! Because Daddy is tired of Mommy too!" Sam joked back, earning a laugh from his twins even if they didn't understand the context.

Lorraine shot daggers at him with her eyes, "Real mature. A phenomenal father figure, truly."

Sam smirked and kissed his boys' heads. "Well I think so too. Can't say the same for mother dearest here though. It doesn't really take a month and a half to grind into all the paperwork of a company. Now maybe grinding into something, sorry, someone else..." Sam let his accusation hang in the air as Donna had to hold back a laugh at his comment. Lorriane turned hot on her heels and left, allowing the door she slammed to echo throughout the apartment.

"Yay!" The boys cheered and Sam set them down. Donna watched Sam with his boys. Correction. Their boys. "Hey stranger," he winked to Donna as she walked out onto the balcony. She gave a weak smile in response and noticed how both the boys stopped their running around and stared at her in amazment. "Sorry you didn't get to meet the dragon," he pretended to sound disappointed.

Donna found her voice and cleared her throat feeling the blood boil within her. "Oh I've met her," she spat as she quickly went down the stairs and ignored Sam's help. Sam gave a puzzled look as his love ignored his touch and made her way to the twins. She marched straight up to the boys and bent down to look at them with a motherly smile and charm. "Hi," she said sweetly. Both of them just smiled back as the one on the left giggled.

"Daddy has princess," the one on the right said with eyes as big as the moon looking up at her. Sam gave a chuckle as Donna threw her head back and laughed.

Donna took in the appearance of the two boys and her heart swelled, they had their father's straight, dark hair and dark skin, but they had their mothers bright green eyes and it was already evident their cheekbone structure was hers as well. Even Donna could tell.

"Yes, Daddy does." He agreed and crouched down next to Donna who had tears in her eyes. "Sweetheart?" He asked.

She couldn't hear him. All she could hear was her own heart beating in her chest and the laughter her little boys were making. Her smile grew wider and she forgot who Lorraine was for a second as she remembered something and reached for their arms. "Can I see something, please?" She asked softly as they both just nodded, obviously still fascinated with the gorgeous woman who made them immediatly feel safe. Donna took the first one's left arm and checked his forearm, before doing the same for the other. They both had crescent-shaped birthmarks on their arms. Just like the babies Donna delivered on August 20th, 1982.

She turned to Sam who had a concerned look on his face. "Donna, what is it? What's wrong?" He had no idea why she would be crying at meeting his boys unless she was just incredibly overwhelmed. "Look if it's too much we don't have to go out to di-"

Donna shook her head and interupted him, "Sam when were the twins born?" Sam raised his eyebrows at her and saw her wheels turning, although he didn't know why.

"August 20th, 1982. Why?" Donna felt her surpress a sob as her hand came up to her mouth and she looked back at the twin boys, whose eyes were still as green as hers. They were supposed to be as green as hers because in that moment she officially realized that they were her eyes.

"What's your name?" She pointed to the one on the left who just smiled bashfully.

"Dylan!" He shouted and crashed into Donna as he gave her a hug. Donna gave a laugh and pointed at the other gorgeous, little boy.

"So you must be Chris!" He nodded and also crashed into her with a hug. Donna gave a laugh and kissed the toddlers' heads. They looked up at her expectantly. "I'm Donna..." She said with a light laugh as tears fell from her eyes.

"How did you know Chris's name?" Sam asked cautiously, wiping the tear from her face that had escaped.

Donna was about to answer when Dylan chirped in. "Momma!" He said pulling at Donna's dress. She immediately responded to the name and she cupped his cheek. "I hungry..." He confessed.

Sam could've sworn his heart stopped beating. No, surely not. "No Dylan, it's Don-na. Try it." He told his little two year old and watched as he attempted to say 'Donna' before giving up.

"No, Mamma!" Dylan argued back and held onto Donna's dress.

"Mamma!" Chris added also. Donna just gave a laugh and smiled at her boys and how they couldn't say Donna, so they called her Mamma. The name fit perfectly. She saw Sam staring at her and caught his gaze. What she saw made her breath hitch.

Sam rubbed his face before looking at the boys and then at Donna, again and again. There was no way in hell. She was thinking the same thing, but apparently there was and it was making more sense the longer she pondered it. "Donna..." He began seriously with amazment written all over his face.

She nodded slowly, urging him to continue but they were interupted by two hungry toddlers. "Food!" Chris yelled and began pulling on Donna's dress as Dylan did the same.

Donna straightened up immediately and took Chris into her arms before handing Dylan to Sam. "Yes, we should hurry if we want to make the reservation. Don't forget the keys," Donna reminded quickly before speedwalking to the door, thankful she'd found a way to avoid the conversation for at least a little more time.

Sam grabbed his wallet and watched the mother of his children skip out of the room with Chris in her arms. "We need Chris and Mamma!" Dylan reminded hitting Sam's chest. Sam snapped out of his thoughts and turned the lights off and followed the pair in front of them. She was trying to run (for the time being). "We coming Mamma!" Dylan yelled to Donna as she pressed the elevator button and laughed once the boys reached her. Sam and Donna locked eyes and he shook his head in shear disbelief, not disappointment or anger. If anything, he was estatic, but it just seemed to good to be true. She bit her lip and looked down at the floor.

"They seem pretty keen on that nickname for you," Sam acknowledge once the elevator opened and he'd pressed the button.

"It's fine..." She muttered while giving Chris a kiss on the cheek. He'd already rested his head on Donna's chest. "Uhm...I wasn't meaning to jump out of the situation or er- I just thought it'd be nice to take our, um, your boys to dinner, but maybe after dinner..."

"Yes, please." Sam interupted, knowing she was going to say they needed to talk. She was completely overwhelmed and he could tell by the lighter shade her skin had become. But, this was the best way Donna knew how to cope with information, to process it while pretending everything was alright. He just hoped he could keep up.

She nodded her head and her lips formed a tight line. "Ok..." She said softly and felt his hand cover hers as he threaded his fingers through it. She looked up at him and he leaned into her, capturing her lips with his. He didn't break the kiss and waited for her to pull away, but she didn't. He moved his lips over hers again as she did the same and he began to open his mouth when Donna stopped and pulled away. "Darling, we have an audience," she winked, remembering they were holding the twins.

"If this is the game changer, we just made a team," he told her as his eyes watered at the thought and Donna looked at him with wide eyes. He knew. Donna shouldn't have put it past him, he was incredibly smart. "Donna, tell me what I'm thinking is wrong," he encouraged, his heart beating faster.

They were supposed to talk later, but she decided she could give him this much. "I can't tell you that," she said with fear, unsure of how he'd react, as the elevator opened to the lobby.

Sam shook his head in disbelief and amazment as he took her hand and pulled her out into the streets of New York. Donna laughed and kept a tight grip on Chris who was laughing at his father's theatrics. "Move move move! Excuse us! World's best looking family coming though! CARMICHAEL PARTY OF FOUR!" He shouted as he made his way to the streets and hailed a cab. Donna laughed at his words and pulled him to face her.

"How are you not mad?" She asked shocked.

"How could you have known?" He defended for her.

"I don't mean at me..." She started and Sam knew who she meant and nodded his agreement. "But we don't need to talk about that right now, or even the details if you don't want," she added seeing how his face had fallen at the mention of his practically ex wife.

Sam gave a bright smile, "We'll cross the topics when we come to them, but we have a few hours before we have to do that," he reminded her with a smile and she nodded. "Therefore, right now our objective is to eat dinner with our boys." He finished and was taken by surprise when Donna stoop up on her tip toes to kiss him. For the moment, both of them wanted to play happy family before the details and drama seeped in of the new, overwhelming discovery.

"Daddy kissing Mamma..." Dylan whispered in surprise.

Mamma indeed.

Mamma Mia...

YIKES that was a long one :/...did you hate it? Fall asleep reading it?😂 Lemme know in the comments bc Im always looking for ways to improve! Love to all! ️ ️

Ellie