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�Always,� Donna said softly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged Sam tightly for a moment before letting go and heading for the door. �One hour,� she called over her shoulder as she headed back to her desk.
�I�ll be there,� Sam called back as he finished packing up his belongings and headed for the door.
A little under an hour later Donna knocked on Sam�s door with the toe of her shoe, her hands full of bags of take-out. She�d changed into a pair of jeans and a knit tank top, forgoing a jacket in deference to the summer heat that was, thankfully, not yet humid. Sam opened the door wearing jeans and a Duke tee shirt that had seen better days. �Smells good. What is that?� he asked as he took half the bags from Donna.
�A little bit of everything. I couldn�t make up my mind about what I wanted so there�s Chinese, Moroccan, Italian, Mexican, and a couple of Cesar salads that I�m sure are more dressing than lettuce, but we can soak up the extra with the fresh pita bread my neighbour gave me as I was heading out to pick all this stuff up,� Donna said.
�You realize there are only two of us eating all this, right? I mean, unless there�s something you haven�t told me�� he trailed off, glancing at her flat belly.
�I�m not pregnant, you idiot. That requires me having some kind of sex, which I haven�t. In months,� Donna said.
Sam nodded. �Good. Not that you haven�t been having sex, �cause I�m not entirely sure I�m allowed to have an opinion either way on that, but on the you not being pregnant thing? That�s good.�
�Are you implying I wouldn�t be a good mother?� Donna asked, using her few months as a Drama Minor to really sell the emotion in her voice. She knew that that wasn�t what Sam was saying but it was fun to see him flustered.
�No, I think you�ll be a great mother. I just meant that if you were pregnant there�s obviously a guy, and since I haven�t heard anything about a guy, and if you were pregnant there would have to be a guy, which would lead me to assume that the guy either didn�t last more than one night, in which case I�d have to track him down and make him change his life insurance policy so that everything goes to you and kill him, or that you�ve been seeing someone and he left you once he found out that you are pregnant, in which case I�d have to do the same thing as I would for the one night stand guy only I�d probably get the Secret Service involved to ensure maximum suffering on his part. Either way is disconcerting and would lead to many many years of jail time for me which is not really in keeping with my ten year plan. Plus I�d like to think that you�d tell me if you were pregnant, but, since you aren�t, I�m left wondering how the hell we�re going to eat all this food and still be able to move afterwards.�
�We�re not, but that�s half the fun. Plus, leftovers,� Donna said.
�Gotcha,� Sam smiled.