Hi all! ️ This one is a smidge shorter than the last one πŸ˜… butttttttt has alot going on 😬 Thankyou for all the love and comments as usual!πŸ’— I adore them 😘 Let me know what you think of this one! Rushed? Too slow? Super dry? I love input πŸ˜‰ Also s/0 to Meli_Esparza23 for keeping me sane and calm during my stressing! (Also helping with a certain baby name if you keep on reading *HINTTT* I love you, Twin! ️ Go check out her stories! They're golddddπŸ™Œ Via Wattpad)

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May 10th, 2000 (Present)~

Sam felt his heart beat faster as rage filled him. Not towards his wife, she'd done everything by herself; so helpless and alone. How could he be mad at her? No, he was filled with rage at himself, he shouldn't have let Sean talk him into Donna signing restraining orders against Sam. The Greek ones...the ones she thought were the wedding documents. It had all happened so fast: they were packing up Saturday when Sean pulled Sam aside and told them they'd lost track of Nick. The painful memory came back to him: Sam had become instantly protective of Donna and vowed to not leave her side...

~October 11th, 1983~

Sean put a hand up to his head, "Sam! You're not listening to me. That's not good enough. He's gone and we can anticipate that he'll be after her like a bat outta hell. She's a resident of Greece, her records are locked from him still because she hasn't even been here a month, but the moment you sign that marriage certificate, everything opens up. He can get to her, or your boys, or you...it's all child's play." Sean attempted to explain.

Sam slammed the door shut to his home office and cornered his brother. "You're the FBI agent. Do. Your. Job. If that's the problem I'll just work from Greece a while longer, the boys can just stay with us if it's not safe." Sam reasoned and began walking towards the door to go back to his family, "Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to get back to my family."

"Sam, you're not listening to me. That won't work. You have to hear m-" Sean was interupted as his brother turned around.

"WHAT WILL WORK THEN?! YOU CANT DO YOUR JOB SO CLEARLY I'LL HAVE TO DO THAT FOR YOU!" He yelled red in the face, Sean gave his brother a sympathetic look as Sam's fear from the back of his mind, since the conversation, took hold of him. Oh my God... "No." Sam said with tears in his eyes, knowing what his brother was trying to tell him. The Carmichael brothers were smart and had always been close, being able to read one another. Which came at a disadvantage here.

"Sam..." Sean started and sat his brother down in a chair. "I can't possibly ask this of you, but-"

"Then don't." Sam hissed. "I can't. It's simple really. I can't. Physically, I cannot do that..."

"Sam you're being selfish!" Sean pointed out and his brother stood up, his face torn with heartbreak.

"Yes, I am. Because Ive spent the last four years pining over her, she haunted everything I did, Sean. Saw a pair of overalls? Donna. Saw anyone with blonde curly hair? Donna. Went to the beach? Donna. Went on a boat? Donna. Closed my eyes at night? Donna. Saw an engagement ring? Not Lorraine, but Donna. And to know she's the mother of my children after all this time, gives me the chance I never deserved with her, but so desperately ached for. You know the best part?" A tear fell from Sam's eye as his voice broke and he gave a small smile, "She wants it to. She wants me, our boys, she wants us to have a life. A life I promised her long ago I'd give her, and now I get to do that. I can't breath without her, Sean. I hope one day you find maybe even half of what I feel for Donna because that'd be enough to take you to eternity, and then you'll understand. So if you're here to tell me that I have to leave her, I can't. So don't ask me to." He stared at his younger brother with defiance in his eyes.

Sean knew he shouldn't acknowledge the declaration of love his brother gave for his future-sister-in-law. Because then, Sam would know Sean wanted them to be together. He'd seen the way Sam was with her and how they were together, and he was right. Donna was golden, one of a kind, and perfect for Sam. It broke him to have to do this but he put on a stern face, "Then let me tell you what to do. If Donna Sheridan is to be followed home by a Sam Carmichael, because Sam Carmichael is an American citizen, a Mr. Nick Young can easily track the records. Soon enough, Nick Young will be able to track down Donna Sheridan's temporary records here. If Donna Sheridan became Donna Carmichael it wouldn't change accessibility for Nick Young. Donna Sheridan's American records are closed to Nick Young because he hasn't been able to find them yet, if she is to reach Greece soon enough, he won't be able to because she will have left the country. At the least it will take him another two days to do so, which means if she board's that plane alone tommorow she'll be in the clear. Until we find him, if she is in any way affiliated with you we just made his life easier. He's much smarter than we anticipated, Sam. The chief can't even find him. And we know Nick has insiders."

Sam broke. No, surely not. This couldn't happen. "But I can protec-" he began defending his case.

"But NOTHING, Sam. You'd never forgive yourself if something happened to her."

Sam thought he was going to faint. He had to do it. There was no way around it, it was better to know she was alive and picture what she was doing, than to have been the reason she was gone forever. "What do I have to do..." Sam whispered distantly.

Sean handed him a piece of paper in Greek, "Its a special restraining order applicable to Greece and Greece only..."

Sam sighed, "How long?" A couple months wouldn't be the end of the world if she was safe.

Sean scratched his head, "That's the thing...it's permanent until you two were to meet in person again. It's only acceptable for long distances which means you couldn't have any communication with her and vice versa."

Sam's eyes nearly popped out of his head, "PERMANENT?!" He yelled.

Donna heard loud voices from the other side of her fiance's office and became worried. She'd layed her boys down for their nap a few minutes ago and didn't want it to wake them up. She opened the door without a second thought and both men looked at her with fear in their eyes. "Everything ok?" She asked skeptically.

Sean gave a fake smile and nodded as Sam just scoffed and started pacing with his arms crossed. Donna put her hand on her hips and watched her fiance's movements. "Sam..." She called quietly.

His heart skipped a bit when she called his name and he looked up at his world before him, standing in the doorway. He sighed a laugh and gave a smile, "Come here gorgeous," he winked.

Donna gave a small smile and walked over to Sam, who just stared deep into her mesmerizing green eyes. "What is it?" She asked, concern in her voice.

Sam pulled her into him and kissed her hair, glaring at Sean who had guilt all over his faith. "I'm..." He started to tell her the insane predicament, but stopped. If she knew she would put herself in harm's way to be with her family. He gave a sigh of defeat, "we have a Greek wedding license to sign. Sean will take care of everything but he thought, since we're stressed with packing for the next few weeks in Kalokairi, he'd make it easier and bring it to us."

The next half hour was the most agonizing and deteriorating time in Sam's life. He was lying to her all over again, but he had to protect her. He loved her enough to sacrifice his own needs so she would be safe, no matter how many years apart. I will find you, Donna. He thought as she signed the decieving papers, I will always find you...

~May 10, 2000 (Present)~

Sam's stomach churned as he held his sobbing wife as close as physically possible. He was doing his best to soothe her so he started softly humming Super Trouper. It was their song and it always had lifted their spirits up. Donna gave a small chuckle, "Is that our song I hear?"

"Maybe," Sam said softly, cupping her face in his hands and wiping away the tears with his thumb. "We've been a mess lately haven't we?" He joked.

She gave a small laugh, "Seems half of our relationship over the past 20 years is us crying or yelling at each other."

"That's because it was was, due to lack of time. Now we have forever," he assured her.

She bit her lip, "Sounds too good to be true."

"Because it is. But, we deserve it after everything." He leaned in and pressed his lips against his wife's before probing his tongue into her warm mouth.

Donna gave a light moan and responded as her tongue found his, running her hands through his dark hair. He lightly bit her lip before breaking away for air, "The devil will have to come up and drag me down himself to seperated me from you." She gave a soft smile and Sam realized she had calmed down. "I should've never let Sean talk me into the restraining order. If he hadn't I could've been with you, our boys, Sophie, our little baby...our family." He choked out.

Donna sat up, "What restraining order?" Oh shit.

Sam gave a nervous laugh and sat up next to her, playing with a piece of her hair. "The one that you thought was our marriage liscense in Greek, so that Nick couldn't track you down. It annihilated any communication to either party, unless in person."

Donna gave a large gasp and her hands went up to her mouth, "That's why you never answered," Sam gave a grave nod but Donna gave a relieved laugh as tears began falling once again. "I thought you just wanted nothing to do with m-"

"Donna Carnichael don't ever think for a second that not a day went by where my heart broke even more without you with me. Sorry most definitely is not a big enough word, so it's meaningless to use it. I thought I was doing the right thing... I thought I was keeping you safe..." He attempted to put an arm around her but she shrugged him off, which should've been expected.

"Baby, I would've been safe with you! You're my home. I would've felt safer with you and taken the risk! Not some restraining order that guaranteed me and Sophie protection," she stood up and hunted down her robe.

"You do realize how ridiculous that sounds? Putting your safety at risk?" He said in a joking manner, but Donna didn't find it funny.

She tied the sash and stared at him, shooting fire his way. "Do you know how ridiculous it sounds that a woman woke up to find her soon-to-be husband and twin boys gone? How ridiculous it sounds that she went home empty handed to their 3 and a half year old daughter, who now, still didn't have her father. How ridiculous it sounds that she was carrying their fourth child and he missed it all over again? Because he thought he was protecting her?!" She fired back.

Sam grabbed his robe and put it on before cautiously walking over to his wife, who was looking at the floor, and swatted away his hand when he tried to touch her. "Look at me," he pleaded. Donna's eyes widened when she heard the remorse in his voice, and when she saw her husband's face, her heart became heavy. Tears were streaming down his face as his eyebrows were furrowed and his lips pressed together. "It wasn't ridiculous of me. It was absurd, it was unexcusable, and it was repulsive. But, all I could think about was you and if he were to get a hold of you because I was selfish..." He trailed off, unable to finish.

Donna immediatly wrapped her arms around his neck and embraced her husband. She burried her face in his neck, "I know, I know. You never would've done it intentionally and I'm sorry. But it hurt worse than hell." She cried.

He burried his face in her hair, "I know, I know. What I did sickens me, once again." He scoffed and held her tighter, disgusted with himself but needing his wonderful wife. "But, if something had happened to you or Sophie or even that little baby you were carrying..." He stopped when Donna began to cry harder.

Her heart had overfilled with love for the man standing before her and all that he sacrificed for them. He risked everything he held dear in order to keep her safe. "I love you so much." She whispered, "I don't deserve you and what you gave up for me, I don't. I love y-"

Sam cut his wife off by dipping her in his arms and initiating a passionate kiss: one filled with hurt, regret, devotion, but above all, undeniable adoration and compassion for the woman before him. She brought her hand up to rest on his cheek as she moved her lips against his, deepening the kiss. Donna traced her husband's bottom lip with her tongue, begging for entrance with a whimper until he opened up, unable to refuse her. Sam was able to taste her sweet mouth and gave a satisfied groan. Without warning, he picked her up and spun her around, their mouths still fused together, which caused Donna to begin giggling.

They broke apart a little while later due to lack of air. "You deserve so much more than what I am or can give you. Somehow, despite my ridiculous mistakes-"

"Which in both situations you had me in mind and were trying to do what you thought was right. You went back to break up with Lorraine the first time, and the second time you thought you were protecting me." She defended his case. It didn't matter they'd been married hardly a day, there was 20 years of anticipation waiting for where they were finally, and they weren't ever letting go; regardless of any hell or demon that came their way. Donna rested her head on his chest and listened to his racing heart.

"I should've followed my heart, because you had it." He tilted her head so she was looking at him, "I made a vow to you, Donnatella Ann Carmichael. A vow that I will not break. A vow that allows me to be by your side through every tear, every lash out, every kiss, every cry, every fight, and every moment of every day. I don't want you to face anything alone, we're two fiercely independent people when combined, form one defiant, unbreakable front. Being married to you has been my dream for most of my life, even through this: through your anguish and brokenness, I'm overjoyed to be able to still be here with you and fight this together. I'm here, so fall on me and we we'll break together and I'll do damnedest to give you all you deserve."

Donna gave a small gasp at his promise before taking his head in her hands, "You, Carmichael, are all I need. To live every day out with you until you hold me in my arms as I draw my last breath. Because I just decided since you left me twice, I get to be the first to die that way I don't loose you three times: feeling like the looser," she began to cry and pulled his head to hers and planted wet kisses on his lips. "Because...I'm so in...love with you...you fucking...bastard," she said in between kisses which caused Sam to laugh.

Sam's eyes darkened and he led her back over to the bed and took her in his arms as she cuddled up immediatly. "Baby, tell me everything." He whispered, with pain in his voice. "I want to know how to help, in order to know that I have to know what happened. If you're ready..."

She nodded quickly, "Yeah-um, I know you're not trying to pressure me and you're wonderful for that, but it's not fair to either of us for me to leave the topic where I did. You must have so many questions and I-"

He shut her up with a soft kiss, "Which I know you'll answer in your time, baby. This isn't about me. This is about you and how you managed to do it all on your own a third time," he whispered in amazment.

"But I want to answer those now, Sam. We're building our life together, and we're going to do it with everything laid out so we can assess the damage. Together." She traced circles on his bare chest and kissed it before taking a big breath. She started from the beginning, when she found out she was pregnant, to telling the Dynamos everything, finding out they were having a girl, and giving birth to their perfect little daughter...

~July 14th, 1984~

"Sophie!" Tanya called running after her four year old goddaughter. The blonde beauty had come into her aunt's room and found her adult toys and took off running with one. Sophie only giggled in response and kept running through the courtyard.

Rosie bumped into little Sophie and saw mischief in her eyes. She stopped her and kneeled down, "Oi, Chiquitita. Why do you look like you're up to something?"

Sophie gave a sly smile and held up the purple vibrator. "I found one of Auntie Tanya's toys! I thought it'd be fun to play chase so she could get it back!" The little girl explained innocently.

Rosie's jaw dropped in horror and immediatly snatched the small machine from Sophie. "Oh my God..." She muttered as Tanya caught up to Sophie.

The tall brunette waddled over in her stilletos clearly out of breath. "Okay, Soph...you win...give...Auntie Tanya...her toy..." She managed in between big breaths. Rosie began laughing and held it up to Tanya.

"You mean this one? Honestly thought it was mine for a second, but mines fuscia," Rosie gave a cheeky wink as Tanya rolled her eyes and grabbed the pleasurable device from her.

"That and mine has 4 levels while yours only has 3..." She laughed.

"How the bloody hell would you know? Oh my God! Were you snooping in my room?" Rosie put her hands on her hips.

Tanya shrugged, "I was just looking for some new updated toys to borrow." She declared innocently, remembering they had a child present.

"Gross!" Rosie yelled at her best friend's nerve. Both women began cackling before being met by a very pregnant Donna.

"What's gross?" She asked in her maternity overalls Sam bought her in New York long ago, with a hand on her large bump. She spotted the vibrator in Tanya's hand. "Oh my God..." She muttered, "Sophie honey, go play, we'll come and get you later." Sophie shrugged and Donna leaned down to kiss her cheek before her darling daughter slipped away. She turned back to her Dynamos, "I don't wanna know." She said through gritted teeth and went to the main desk to see a package had been delivered.

The back up girls followed their hormonal fried to the main desk with concern. "Donna, you're 40 weeks pregnant tomorrow! The doctor said to take it easy, honey! That's why we're here! C'mon we'll help you to your room," Tanya grabbed the blonde's arm before it was swatted away.

"I don't need your help," she hissed and opened the package to find a large envelope she was anticipating. "I've managed this all by myself just fine and soon it'll be over."

Rosie, being the nosy woman she was, immediatly snatched the paper from Donna and looked over it in confusion. "What do you mean over soon?" She asked absent mindedly, scanning the document of confirmation. Rosie let out a large gasp as she looked at Donna in shock.

Donna only glared at her in response, "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to touch what wasn't yours Rosie? Or else you'll be disappointed," she grabbed the pieces of paper from Rosie as hot tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Rosie? What did it say?" Tanya asked alarmed, and watched as Donna tried to make an escape. "Oh no you don't!" Tanya held a death grip on Donna's arm and pulled her down on the nearest couch while her back up girls sat on either side.

"I'm giving her up," Donna choked out. "I can't do this, financially or without Sam-"

Rosie interupted her, with both hands on the blonde's shoulders, "Honey, this is the hormones talking! You're going to be fantastic with her, and we'll be here to help if you want! You've been so excited until a couple weeks ago, you should've told us this is what you were thinking!" Rosie reasoned and watched as her best friend began to cry.

"It's too late. These papers confirm the process, like a receipt. I've already sent over the paper work and she'll be put in the system, no doubt finding a good home very soon: a home with two parents, in a suburban neighborhood and..." She trailed off. She loved her unborn daughter dearly, but wanted to give her her best shot at whatever her heart desires, because it was hard enough to meet ends meet with just her and Sophie. "I'm doing this because I want her to have her best shot, not because I love her any less."

"If you wanted to change your mind...could you?" Tanya asked urgently, worried her best friend made a hasty mistake.

Donna shrugged, "I suppose I could, but I want what's best for her, she deserves better than what I could ever give her." She reasoned as she gave a small smile, putting on her cheery mask and stood up. This was her way of coping, she wasn't going to think about it. She was doing the right thing...right? If only there weren't so many doubts in her mind... "Well I'm going to hunt down so ibuprofen, I've been having a little trouble with this one today," she stretched and rubbed her belly.

The Dynamos shook their heads in disbelief at her, she was scared. They both knew she'd regret giving her precious baby away. She never thought about giving up Sophie...why this one? They weren't going to let her weasle her way out of this one, "Donna don't you want to-"

The exhausted woman turned hot on her heels with gritted teeth, "There. Is. Nothing. More. To. Say." she hissed. She began to turn around when she felt something warm and wet run down her legs, "Great. I pissed myself." She muttered.

Tanya's jaw dropped, "I don't think that's pee, Pet Pissy...even you wouldn't wet yourself that bad..." She said in surprise, believing Donna's water had broke.

Donna rolled her eyes, "Well then, Dr. T what do you suspect it is?" She asked with venom, still irritated with her friends wanting to help. No one got a chance to respond as Donna's stomach went into excrutitaing pain, "holy fucking..." She grabbed the front desk and hunched over. "Jesus Christ!" She yelled.

Tanya gave the blonde a smirk, "That."

Three hours later they had admitted Donna to the hospital on the mainland and had little Sophie stay with the house keeper. She was 8 centimeters dilated already, which meant it wouldn't be long. Then again, after popping three tiny humans outside of your vagina in the past four years, your body knew the protocol by now. Donna had fallen asleep as a Dynamo was on each side.

"She's gonna need the sleep, soon she'll have two mini Sheridans running around," Rosie whispered happily.

Tanya stroked her best friends cheekbone and looked at Rosie, "If we talk her out of giving her away."

Rosie's throat closed up at the thought, "We will. We have to. She's just terrified, Tan. She's terrified she won't be able to support all three of them or give both her girls the attention they deserve, she wants this one to have all the world can offer. She feels like it's the right thing for herself, the baby, and Sophie."

Tanya gave a small smile and checked her watch, "That's alot of insight, Red." She claimed, a tad skeptical of her best friend's knowledge.

Rosie looked at the floor and grabbed her sleeping friend's hand, "I gave up my boy at 17..." she cleared her throat and gave a shrug.

"You what?!" Tanya asked as loudly as she could while still whispering. She reached her hand out to the little hermit who grapsed it immediatly. Her heart broke to know the spit fire of them all had harbored such a secret, not wanting to burden them.

"Uh...yeah. Long before I knew you two, so I never thought it was important to share, ya know? Especially with Sheridan raising Soph all on her own and how crazy we all were before that. I just know she's going to regret it, God she'll hate herself for it." Rosie wiped her nose and gave Tanya's hand a squeeze. Tanya sat there flabbergasted before Rosie changed the subject, "Speaking of children, how's Jocylyn?"

Tanya regained her composure and crossed her arms before sitting up as straight as possible, "...she's fine I suppose... Guess it's what I get for being a negligent parent. Then, I look at Donna over here who doesn't have 5% of the finances I had with Todd and how she still is raising Sophie perfectly, and I feel like shit." She gave a nervous laugh and wiped a stray tear.

Rosie chuckled, "You and me both." Before Tanya could press on the subject of Rosie's past, Donna awoke with a start, hissing in pain. "Oop! Dragon Lady is up!" She teased and held Donna's hand as a contraction hit.

Donna gave a small laugh through the pain, "Keep in mind, Red, Sam isn't here so the people being subjected to my aggression during the next hour will be you two. I advise you play nice," she warned as her contraction ended.

Just then the doctor came in, "How are we doing in here? Donna you're up, that's good. Mind if I take a gander?" Dr. Montana asked and sat on a stool measuring Donna's cervix.

Donna made a face as the doctor's fingers stayed in there longer than usual, irritating Donna. "By all means move at a glacial pace, you know how that thrills me." She said in a low, icy voice. Her backup girls hid their laughter at her irritation, "Also, I want all the drugs as soon as possible...HOLY FUCK!" Another contraction hit and the doctor pulled Donna's dressing gown back down.

Dr. Montana called for some nurses, "I'm afraid we won't have time for that. You're fully dilated Donna, which means it's time to meet baby Sherdian," she said excitedly.

"What?!" Donna asked with fear in her eyes as her breathing became quick. "No, no, no, I can't do this. I'm not ready to give her up just yet, I need more time." She cried through the pain of her contractions.

"You don't have to say goodbye to her, Donna. We'll be here for both of you every step of the way, you can do this." Tanya encouraged and embraced her friend.

Rosie nodded, "C'mon, Donna, if anyone can handle this it's going to be you" she cupped her friend's cheek and gave a loving smile. "She needs you, and you know it. But, you and I both know you need her more," she kissed her best friend's head as the nurses came in.

Donna looked from Rosie, to Tanya, back at Rosie, and then at her baby bump. She nodded, "Ok, but I'll need the paperwork that retracts the adoption beca-"

Dr. Montana nodded and told a nurse to fetch the paperwork, "Don't worry, Donna. We'll handle that. We're all on your side," she winked and sat back down on the stool. "Okay, when I say push, you push."

Ten minutes later Donna was completely sweat drenched and her baby girl was almost here, but it wasn't enough. "I want him here," she cried as she was resting before her final push. "Why isn't he here?! I need him here! I CAN'T DO THIS WITHOUT HIM," She screamed.

The Dynamos gave each other a knowing look, they knew this would've happened sooner or later. Rosie just shook her head and smiled, "Oh love, you already have. It's his loss he isn't here for you, not yours. You're the winner: you're taking it all. You have her. And you're going to feel like that winner when you hold her I promise, you won't need him because you'll have her. So, push for her, fight for her, she needs you, Mama."

"Okay, Donna: PUSH!" Doctor Montana ordered. Donna nodded at her best friend's words and gave a blood cuddling scream before giving whatever she had left. "That's it, that's it, that's it. You're almost there, Donna!" The doctor encouraged with a smile on her face.

"C'mon Sheridan, I've seen you bring men to their knees! This is nothing! PUSH! PRETEND YOURE SHOOTING OUT A KNIFE THAT'LL HIT SAM IN THE DICK," Tanya yelled when she realized her friend was about to give up.

Donna gave a hysterical laugh while pushing, as the nurses looked up in surprise at her attitude, "THATS BULLSHIT COMPARED TO WHAT IT FEELS LIKE!" She yelled back.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU'RE JUST WHYNING LIKE ALWAYS! PUSH!" Rosie added, knowing if they got her angry it would fuel her fire. Tanya high fived Rosie from the other side of the bed as Donna screamed one last time.

Soon enough, Donna's scream began to mix with the sound of the monitors going off. "Okay, Donna. STOP pushing." Dr. Montana said sternly and Donna immediatly stopped and felt dizzy.

"What's...happening?" She asked feeling lightheaded. "Did I do this?" She asked with concern as the nurses forced her to lay back.

"She's going into SVT, the longer we wait the more the baby's heart rate drops. Get a crash cart in here just to be safe! Where the hell is the anesthesiologist?! You were supposed to page him!" The doctor was barking orders and nurses were flying everywhere before she turned back to a very pale Donna and two speechless Dynamos. "No, Donna this isn't your fault, this happens and I'm going to do everything in my power to keep you both safe." She assured and began yelling orders again.

Donna looked at her girls in panic. "I can't loose her. What if I?" Her girls shook their heads and grabbed her hands.

"You won't, we're right here, Don. Lean on us." Tanya confirmed and kissed the blonde's forehead.

The next sixty seconds were a whirlwind as the anesthesiologist came in sprinting, giving Donna a shot in her back and laying her all the way down as Dr. Montana held a scalpel. "Ok, Donna. Here's what's going to happen. We don't have time to get you to an OR so I'm going to perform a C-section. You won't feel a thing, and you'll have your baby girl in no time, you've done good, Mama." Without Donna knowing, the Dr. had already made the cut and her and the nurses were urgently taking Baby Sheridan out.

This was it. She was going to loose her. She had carried her and Sam's fourth child for 40 weeks and would never even hold their little miracle. Her thoughts were interupted by a shrill cry of a newborn and Donna immediatly joined her daughter's crying, overwhelmed with joy that she was in the clear. The nurses began stitching her up as Dr. Montana cut off the umbilical cord and wrapped her in a blanket.

Rosie peered down at her gorgeous little niece as the doctor placed her on Donna's chest.

Donna's emotions went on overload once her baby girl was handed to her. "Oh my..." She began to cry as she cradled her beautiful crying daughter and kissed her sweet head. "Hey, hey, hey, shhhh... Mommy's got you. I got you, baby. Mommy's here." Almost immediatly, the little one stopped crying at the gorgeous sound of her mother's voice. "That's it, Hi baby girl," she whispered with a huge smile.

The heart-stopping baby that was the product of her's and Sam's love took her breath away. She was perfect. She already had a headfull of hair, just like her big brothers did, and had an adorable button nose just like her big sister. Her little cheeks were pink and soft as she gave a little yawn, throwing her teeny arm up in the process. Donna felt her heart stop beating at her gorgeous daughter's movement. She was overcome with pure love and joy, and nothing would ever take that away. Nothing.

She brushed her finger up against her chubby cheek and leaned down to kiss her tiny nose before running her pinky over her smooth little lips. "You are perfect." She whispered to her newborn as she kissed her forehead. "And you are so loved, babygirl. If your daddy were here he'd be completely besotted with you, I know it." She gave a big smile and shed a single tear, how could she be mad at Sam right now? He'd given her this, he'd made her a mommy again. It didn't matter where he was or what he was doing, Rosie was right, she had their precious baby girl: the greatest gift of all. She was the winner.

Donna stayed silent for a few minutes and watched her new daughter in awe, how could she ever give her up? She couldn't. The Dynamos were a total wreck, sobbing uncontrollably and holding each other, "We're aunties again!" They cried out.

The nurses had finished stitching her up already and warned her to take it easy. Donna thanked them and they congratulated her before walking out; the Dynamos wailing was getting a little overbearing.

Donna rolled her eyes at her Dynamos, "Shhhh! You're going to wake up your new goddaughter," she whispered with a smile. "Would you like to meet her?" She asked with a wink.

Dumb and Dumber immediatly hovered over their niece as Donna handed her over to Rosie. They began crying again at the sight and Donna just laughed at their emotions. "Easy for you to do, Sheridan. You're her mom, you carried her for 9 months. You're already a tough bitch, plus you're too happy to even happy cry right now!" Rosie cried as Tanya took the baby from her.

"Hi, mini Tanya," she blubbered and gave a wet kiss to the babies forehead. "You're going to be so spoiled," she sniffed and rocked her in her arms.

A little while later the nurse came to take Baby Sheridan for her check ups and told her she'd back in a few hours. Donna reluctantly handed her over. "Do we have a name yet, Miss Sheridan? It's ok if you don't! I was just wondering for the chart," the nurse explained.

The Dynamos looked at her expectantly, "Yes I do actually," Donna answered with a smirk. "Savannah Blair-Marie Sheridan," she gave a big smile as the Dynamos gasped. The nurse nodded and walked out with Savannah.

"Blaire?" Tanya asked with a hand to her chest.

"Marie?" Rosie asked, wiping away a tear.

Donna just laughed and nodded, "I supposed I could do something nice for the two of you, like give both your middle names to her, but you know if you don't like the gesture..." Donna gave a shrug.

Her backup girls lunged themseleves at her, still crying, and gave wet kisses to her head, causing Donna to laugh. "Nooooooo!" They said simultaneously. They loved her name.

"Okay okay, I had a baby half an hour ago, still in some pain," she said and was able to pry them off of her.

Once Donna had signed the papers to retract Savannah being taken to the agency, the overjoyed Dynamos had gotten her to sleep. Donna had been passed out for the better part of two hours by the time a nurse wheeled in baby Savannah and left. Savannah's new aunts immediatly took her from the basin and took turns cradling her for about an hour before she started to cry.

Donna jolted up a little to quickly and hissed in pain with her new wound before looking over at her crying daughter. She held her hands out to Rosie who now had a sleeping Tanya on her shoulders as Rosie hopped off the couch and handed Savannah to her mother before leaving to pee. "Hi, baby girl. Mommy's got you, I know, I know..." She cooed and undid the top of her dressing gown to feed her. Soon enough, little Savannah had latched onto her mother's breast with surprisingly no trouble and began to suckle.

Donna traced circles around her baby's soft pink cheek and squinted her eyes in the dark room as Rosie came back from the bathroom. She smiled at the heartwarming sight before her and sat in the chair next to Donna. "Thankyou," Donna whispered to her best friend. "For everything. Both of you, you didn't have to do any of this yet you stuck by me as always and pulled me out of something I knew I'd regret, I love you both so much..." She choked out as Rosie stood up to give her a hug.

Tanya came up behind Rosie, "Always, Sheridan." She assured. Her best friends turned to her in shock.

"My, my...Cleopatra woke up!" Donna laughed and gave Tanya a hug as well.

"Only for the sake of my gorgeous niece," she winked. Donna realized Savannah was done and buttoned up her gown. "I'll burp her," Tanya offered as, once again, the girls looked at her surprised. She rolled her eyes and took the baby from her mother and began to soothingly pat her back, "Oh please I'm not that shallow." She winked as her girls laughed. "Plus you're going to need the help around here, Sheridan. We thought we might stay a while longer?"

Donna gave a sigh of relief, "Thank god."

Once burped, Baby Savannah began to cry as Tanya handed her back to her mother. "She wants her mommy," Tanya winked.

Donna happily took her daughter in her arms and began to rock her to stop her innocent crying. The little one carried on and on, until an idea hit Donna. She looked up at her Dynamos with a smirk and winked, as her friends raised their eyebrows in response. She looked down at her baby girl and began to softly sing.

Super Trouper lights are gonna find me

But I won't feel blue

The Dynamos turned to each other and smiled before joining with their bestfriend in harmony to calm the mini Dynamo.

Like I always do

Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you.

I was sick and tired of everything

When I called you last night from Glasgow

All I do is eat and sleep and sing

Wishing every show was the last show

(Wishing every show was the last show)

So imagine I was glad to hear you're coming

(Glad to hear you're coming)

Suddenly I feel all right

(And suddenly it's gonna be)

And it's gonna be so different

When I'm on the stage tonight

The precious baby opened her eyes at the pure melodic sound of her mother's voice and opened her deep blue eyes to look into her soft green ones. Donna gave a gasp and held her finger out for her tiny daughter to grape; she grasped it instantly. She has Sam's eyes, she thought.

Tonight the

Super Trouper lights are gonna find me

Shining like the sun

Smiling, having fun

Feeling like a number one

Tonight the

Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me

But I won't feel blue

Like I always do

'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you

Facing twenty thousand of your friends

How can anyone be so lonely

Part of a success that never ends

Still I'm thinking about you only

(Still I'm thinking about you only)

There are moments when I think I'm going crazy

(Think I'm going crazy)

But it's gonna be alright

(You'll soon be changing everything)

Everything will be so different

When I'm on the stage tonight

Tonight the

Super Trouper lights are gonna find me

Shining like the sun

Smiling, having fun

Feeling like a number one

Tonight the

Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me

But I won't feel blue

Like I always do

'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you

Savannah had stopped crying long ago and had drifted off to sleep with a light smile on her face. Donna kept on however, especially since her solo was coming up and it was a vow she was making to her baby girl.

So I'll be there when you arrive

The sight of you will prove to me I'm still alive

And when you take me in your arms

And hold me tight

I know it's gonna mean so much tonight

Tonight the

Super Trouper lights are gonna find me

Shining like the sun

Smiling, having fun

Feeling like a number one

Tonight the

Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me

But I won't feel blue

Like I always do

'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you

All three Dynamos began to giggle and high fived one another, "Kids or not, we still got it ladies." Tanya chuckled, referring to all of their pregnancies and mistakes.

All seemed right in the world for the three women, but, down below the mail needing to be shipped off to America cancelling the adoption, had fallen off the cart and into the hands of a little boy, who assumed it was trash and mindlessly thrown it away.

~September 25th, 1984~

Sophie sat on the couch holding her two month old sleeping sister in her arms while Rosie watched. Tanya and Donna had gone off to get furniture now that Villa Donna was fully rebuilt, also to distract Donna since the same day last year she'd ran into...him. Savannah began to cry and Sophei lifted her up and gave her a kiss, "It's okay, Savy. Sissy is here, I got you. I promise." She whispered and began to sing the song her mother did when she had bad dreams.

Rosie smiled and kissed Sophie's head before heading over to the courtyard to check on how the employees were placing the outdoor furniture that Tanya ordered last week. She saw a flustered Donna and Tanya walking up to the courtyard and went out to greet them.

Tanya sat down on the first chair she could find, "Why did I wear stilettos?" She asked out of breath.

Donna gave a chuckle and ran into the reception area to find her two babies. "Hi, Soph!" She sat on the couch and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Was Savy good?" Donna asked, taking the infant from her older daughter.

"Yes, mommy. She did start to kinda cry, so I sang to her!" Sophie boasted happily. Donna cupped her cheek and gave a chuckle. They were interupted by Tanya and Rosie rushing in, looking worse for ware.

"What?" Donna asked urgently, knowing the look on their faces all too well. She held he baby protectively and stood in front of Sophie.

Tanya looked at Rosie, "Child services." She said quietly.

Donna's face went pale and she thought she was going to be sick. What would they be doing here? "Ok, no problem. Take Savannah." She passed the baby to Tanya and went to the doorway where a man and a woman, both formally dressed, walked to meet her.

The man looked at her coldly, "Donna Sheridan?" He asked with ice.

Donna immediatly stood up a little starigjer and crossed her arms, "Yes." She replied with equal venom.

The woman next to the man raised her eyebrows at Donna's tone as Donna shot her an icy glare in return. "We're here for Savannah Sheridan." The woman informed her.

Donna gave a laugh, "Um, no." She said and turned to look at the baby in Tanya's arm before looking back at them. "I signed papers for a cancellation of the adoption the day I gave birth, over two months ago."

The man shook his head, "No, you didn't. We never received such papers. Savannah was due at the agency no more than a week after her birth so that we could admit her, it took us this long to track you two down, Miss Sheridan."

"It shouldn't have. I signed the papers that you, clearly, weren't informed about." She snapped and backed away from the duo and towards her baby.

The woman rolled her eyes and approached Donna, "Miss Sheridan, you'll have rights once she's 18 if everything goes well. There's a list of scenarios that if they happen, you will be aloud to have immediate contact with her, but due to the fact you kidnapped your own daughter, these are the only scenarios. If she finds you without you initiating communication before 18, you're also aloud to keep communication." She handed Donna a folder of legal documentations which included the list of when Donna could see her child. "We won't be pressing charges against you, though we could," The child service agent warned.

"I signed the papers." She spat lowly and threw the folder behind her. "Which means I'd appreciate it if you both got your asses of my island."

"We never got them." The man walked up next to the woman staring Donna down with as much ice as she was giving. "Which means, she comes with us."

~May 10th, 2000 (Present)~

Donna had looked at the blanket in her lap the entire time, "I blocked the rest out after that. There was screaming, crying, threatening, but in the end. they took her...they took her..." She cried into his chest as he embraced his broken wife. He wrapped both arms around her and laid her on top of him as he pulled the blanket around them.

"You're so brave," he whispered into her ear. "No one could have done what you did, no one should ever go through what you did. But you, in some miraculous Donna way, pulled yourself together and fought for yourself." He encouraged her, but she only sobbed harder in response.

"I should've fought for her, Sam!" She screamed into his chest, pounding it as she did so.

"Donna, you couldn't! How could you? It was a freak accident, they thought you just kidnapped her without the paper work, but you and I both know you didn't! You had the paperwork, which got lost. So they took her," he began to break as the severity of the situation hit him.

She cried into his chest as he cried into her hair for a good while. "It was nearly 16 years ago. It's over now." She shrugged and rolled off of him and curled into his side. "I should've double checked with the hospital to make sure it sent or..."

Sam shook his head and grabbed her hands from under the covers, "No, baby...you did everything you could. Life is just a bitch. I should've been there then you never would've thought about adoption," he argued, willing to take the blame.

Donna cupped his cheek, "Baby, you were trying to protect me. I know that now, even though I seemed hot headed with it earlier. Like how I initially wanted to give Savannah her best shot even if it was without me, you wanted to give me my best shot at protection."

He nodded his head slowly, "Exactly. I just didn't keep your heart in mind when I did so..."

"New rule." She stated and traced fingers on his chest. "The past is the past. Therefore we will leave it there, we've worked out what has happened before we were married. Everything is out in the open on both sides, which means we push through together, but we don't look back. Understood?"

Sam starred into his wife's hypnotizing green eyes taken aback by her strength to keep on going. How do you think she raised Sophie and kept on going after loosing your baby to the American government, you dumbass? "I'm bewitched by you," he replied and kissed her lips before she pulled away.

"Is that a yes or no, Carmichael?" She teased.

"That's a hell yes, Mrs. Carmichael." He winked, "Here's to forever with you."

"Here's to forever," she smiled and kissed him back. She needed something to erase all the heartbreak she'd just told him, but it was now their heartbreak and their demons that they'd move on from together. They were a team, always and forever. But, right now, they needed each other. "But right now, I need my husband." She moaned into his mouth.

Sam laid awake with his wife sleeping on his chest after their slow love making. It had been tender and compassionate, just simply adoring each other in what felt like a fresh way, with everything out in the open. He knew she would never admit it, but he was the reason this had all happened, even if she'd already put it behind her. It was his job to give her everything she deserved, and that started with her children. All of them. He whipped out his phone and dialed the first number on speeddial.

"Dad?" A groggy voice answered.

"Dylan? Where's your brother?" He whispered into the phone.

"He's asleep. It's 12 am here. I know I talked to you this morning...is everything ok? How's Mom?" He asked with concern.

Sam gave a smile at the name Dylan had called Donna. A couple years ago, when they'd found pictures of the four of them and were able to recall her slightly, he told them the truth about her. Who she was, why she left, and why they had no idea if she was in the same place or not. Specifically, because the last thing she told Sean was that she never wanted to see Sam again. They'd known who their real mother was for a few years now and at first, resented their father for it. Therefore, a couple days ago when their father announced he was leaving for a vacation in Greece they saw right through him and nearly convinced him they should come as well. He told them he had no idea what was happening but would be in contact soon with an update. That update had come today for the boys and Sam gave them an extremely short summary leaving them speechless. They wanted nothing more than to once again meet the blonde beauty in the picture frame on their father's office after all these years. They wanted to meet their mother.

"She's fine, Dyl. She's sleeping. Listen, I want you and Chris both to book the next flight out here. Odds are, that could be at 3 am so get your ass up." Sam ordered and listened as the speaker muffled with Dylan running to find Chris.

"Dude wake up!" Dylan shoved a pillow into Chris's face.

"What the fuck, Dyl?" Chris sat up in bed in his boxers and rubbed his eyes.

"Dad is on the phone. He wants us to book the next flight outta here, which he expects will be about 3am. So get your ass up and move!" Dylan ordered and helped Chris hastily put clothes in a bag.

"Shit," Chris hissed obviously in a hurry. Dylan turned to run to his own room before Chris stopped him. "Does this mean?" Chris couldn't finish his sentence, afraid it was too good to be true.

The 18 year old nodded his head, "We finally get to meet Mom," he answered with a tear in his eye. The boys quickly embraced each other, elated that after their father's mistake they'd finally be reunited with the woman their father told endless stories about and who they'd always been proud to call their mother. The twins were far from emotional and since finishing high school, felt like invincible teenagers, and that nothing could break them. Except the subject of their mother, they'd get a little teary eyes.

"Boys I'm still here," Sam sighed from the other side of the phonecall. Chris snatched the phone out of Dylan's hands.

"Dad? Are you for real? We get to meet, well I guess meet again technically, Mom?" He threw a bunch of toiletries into a bag.

"Yes, Chris. You finally get to meet her again. I'm so sorry it-"

"Dad, it's okay. We're cool just keep it together AND BOOK OUR ASSES ON THE NEXT FLIGHT OUT THERE!" He boomex with a laughed.

Sam gave a chuckle, "Shhh! Your mother is trying to sleep, she's had a rough day," he gave a sad sigh.

"Why what happened?" Chris asked with concern in his tone.

Sam took a big breath and rubbed his forehead, "Let's just say you have a sister..." Sam responded, trying not to get emotional as he opened his laptop from the bedside table and quickly booked the boys a flight out to the mainland, trying not to move too much to wake his beautiful wife.

"Well, yeah, you told me about Sophie earlier today." He zipped his suitcase up and went to find Dylan. "Dylan! Hurry up!"

"No, Chris. You have a younger sister. Not half sister either..." Sam hinted, hoping his son would understand.

Chris was silent as Dylan came out to meet him in the hallway, "How old?" It was the only thing Chris could think of to say. What the fuck was he supposed to say?!

"Fifteen still. I need to talk to your uncle. I or we will explain everything to you once you get here. I already booked your flight and lucky you: they have a 1:30 am, so get your asses moving and hand the phone to Sean on your way out." Sam ordered politely, not wishing to go over the details of his newly discovered daughter over the phone.

Chris stood their opened mouthed and went into the guest bedroom and woke up his uncle. "Uncle Sean, dad booked Dyl and I a 1:30 am flight to go see him and mom finally," he spat. Knowing his uncle had taken part in protecting Donna all those years ago.

Sean rubbed his eyes and gave a sheepish smile, "Chris that's great I'm very happy for the both of y-" he began to yawn and his nephew threw the phone at him.

"He wants to talk to you. Bye," Chris slammed the door on his way out.

Sean rubbed his head and put the phone to his ear, "Sam?"

"No, Sean. It's Pierce Brosnan." Sam inwardly rolled his eyes at his brother. "Anyway, I need your help and I need you to get on this ASAP."

Sean sat up in bed immediatly worried why his brother would have him do FBI research, "Oh good god, Sam. What the hell did you do this time?"

"Good god I didn't do anything! I need you to get all the information you can on someone for me please. Now." He whispered sternly.

"Alright, alright. Sheesh. Who is it? I'll need a full name." Sean got out his computer and head set.

"Samantha Blaire-Marie Sheridan," he answers cooly, as if it was just some random stranger he'd met at the park.

"Ok, age?"

"Fifteen."

Something clicked in Sean as he immediatly found the girl, "Sam, why is her last name Sheridan? and why if you go ten months prior to her birthdate..."

Sam knew where he was headed and flinched as his wife started to stir. "Donna's waking up. Call me later, bye." He breathed a sigh of relief that he'd dodged a bullet for the time being and rubbed his wife's back.

"Who was that?" She asked half asleep.

"It's a surprise." He whispered and kissed her forehead before drifted off back to sleep. He was going to rebuild everything that had broken for Donna. That was a start. They were beginning again, this time, with everyone. At least he hoped...

A/n PT. 2: Oh Samuel...😏 Well, I had so much fun writing this surprisingly! Although, I'm not sure what you guys think...love it? Hate it? Let me know! 😘 I love reviews like Meryl moviesπŸ’—

Love,

Ellie