"Like a 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!" Donna, Rosie, and
Tanya sang. At the last line of the song, Donna's eyes locked with Sam's,
and she smiled.
"They never miss a beat, do they?" a voice over Sam's shoulder said admiringly. Sam nodded.
"Even when Donna was solo." Sam turned and froze. "Harry, what.?"
"I'm leaving, Sam," Harry said.
"What happened to 'getting your tongue around a little Greek?'" Sam said teasingly. Harry grinned.
"Believe me, I got more Greek than I bargained for," Harry chuckled.
"Meaning." Sam prompted.
"I mean, this whole ordeal!" Harry waved his hands for emphasis. Sam nodded understandingly. "Things have gotten a bit too fast pace for my own good."
"So, what are your plans, Mr. Bright?" Sam asked. Harry shrugged.
"Back home," Harry replied. "Back to my job, my life."
"Do you think it's going to be a little harder now? After all is said and done?"
"Definitely. I came here for a wedding, I'm leaving with an experience," Harry said. He glanced up and smiled. "Hey, Donna."
"Hey, Harry," Donna greeted. She walked over and kissed Sam. "Hey, you."
"Donna, you were fantastic!" Sam enthused. "20 years doesn't change a thing!" Donna smiled modestly. Harry coughed very lightly. Donna looked up to see Harry ready to leave.
"Harry! You're leaving?" Donna seemed stunned. Harry nodded.
"Like I told Sam," Harry explained. "Things have gotten to wild for my simple life. I need to take a breather, kick back, and relax."
"You're going to come back to visit, right?" Donna asked. "The door is always open." Harry nodded.
"Congratulations, you two," Harry grinned, shaking Sam's hand. He turned, and walked off. Sam and Donna watched him go, even when he was long gone.
"Donna, you scared away a potential candidate for Sophie's biological dad," Sam said teasingly. Donna tensed immediately.
"You HAD to bring that up, didn't you? It's not satisfying enough that Sophie might be happy with her stepfather!" Donna said icily.
"I didn't mean anything by it, Donna," Sam reasoned. "I just know Sophie wanted her father to walk her down the aisle." Donna nodded slowly.
"Sorry, Sam," Donna said. Sam smiled, and though he didn't want to admit it, he was itching to know the answer.
"They never miss a beat, do they?" a voice over Sam's shoulder said admiringly. Sam nodded.
"Even when Donna was solo." Sam turned and froze. "Harry, what.?"
"I'm leaving, Sam," Harry said.
"What happened to 'getting your tongue around a little Greek?'" Sam said teasingly. Harry grinned.
"Believe me, I got more Greek than I bargained for," Harry chuckled.
"Meaning." Sam prompted.
"I mean, this whole ordeal!" Harry waved his hands for emphasis. Sam nodded understandingly. "Things have gotten a bit too fast pace for my own good."
"So, what are your plans, Mr. Bright?" Sam asked. Harry shrugged.
"Back home," Harry replied. "Back to my job, my life."
"Do you think it's going to be a little harder now? After all is said and done?"
"Definitely. I came here for a wedding, I'm leaving with an experience," Harry said. He glanced up and smiled. "Hey, Donna."
"Hey, Harry," Donna greeted. She walked over and kissed Sam. "Hey, you."
"Donna, you were fantastic!" Sam enthused. "20 years doesn't change a thing!" Donna smiled modestly. Harry coughed very lightly. Donna looked up to see Harry ready to leave.
"Harry! You're leaving?" Donna seemed stunned. Harry nodded.
"Like I told Sam," Harry explained. "Things have gotten to wild for my simple life. I need to take a breather, kick back, and relax."
"You're going to come back to visit, right?" Donna asked. "The door is always open." Harry nodded.
"Congratulations, you two," Harry grinned, shaking Sam's hand. He turned, and walked off. Sam and Donna watched him go, even when he was long gone.
"Donna, you scared away a potential candidate for Sophie's biological dad," Sam said teasingly. Donna tensed immediately.
"You HAD to bring that up, didn't you? It's not satisfying enough that Sophie might be happy with her stepfather!" Donna said icily.
"I didn't mean anything by it, Donna," Sam reasoned. "I just know Sophie wanted her father to walk her down the aisle." Donna nodded slowly.
"Sorry, Sam," Donna said. Sam smiled, and though he didn't want to admit it, he was itching to know the answer.