Don vs Sam

Part three

It almost took us the whole day to shoot this scene. It's kind of exhausting. I had to try different thigs like in order to keep standing, Donna take a secknd break sitting jumping up again at the pre chorus. It's all so much work and projects like camera's, lights and different point of views.

We finally got to the scene where Donna fell in unto a matress. I jump up and kick the matress away looking at the three men after remembering them and all those crap. Well, it's not crap but it's better to just say it in order to name up the whole bloody list.

"What is this?" I asked putting my hands on my hips.

"It's one of those serendipitous moments in life with three stranger share a common thought."

It's scenery, shooting, acting, singing, dancing all through. I swear that after shooting this, I had probably lost a few pounds. Am I looking forward to that? Yes. No. I don't know.

It took us the whole bloody day to shoot it over and over and over again. We're filming again tomorrow. For now, I'm in my room deciding what to wear. I'm out of Donna's clothes though. I got into simple boots, a jean and a shirt.

Dinner was alright. The usual talk around table. Nothing political but simpy about families, plans and all those things. I'm caught up in my own world here though. I'm thinking about Don, the children, Sam Carmichael, Don, Sam which don't even exist but somehow manages to live inside my head.

I look up at Don that was starring holes right into me. I turn my head sideways sitting back looking at Christine.

"Honey, are you alright?" She asked touching my shoulder since she sat next to me.

"I'm fine. Just tired of shooting today's scene." I smiled weakly at her. She nod her head up and down unsure. And then it happened. I blanked out. Everything around me went dark, I felt dizzy and nauseous. All I remember is the whole room being moved when Christine grabbed me.

I wake up in my hotel room. How did I get here? Somebody must've carried me.

"Meryl?"

I look next to me at Julie amd Christine.

"Why didn't you tell us Don has the room next to yours?" Is the first thing Christine asked. With a moan, I roled over and burried my face in my pillow.

"Wait." Julie told her and touched my shoulder. I just feels like being left alone now. I don't need a lecture or anything. "Meryl sweetheart, what happened back there."

"I don't know." I replied and sat up straight looking at them. "I just had a rough day."

"Alright." She nod her head touching my knee. "Benny asked everyone to give you a day off tomorrow. We can bring your breakfast to bed, lunch and dinner."

"Thank you." I thanked and lay back on the bed starring up at the ceiling. I don't want to take advantage of anyone but I think an off day would do good for everyone.

"Alright, good night hun." Julie gave me a kiss and then Christine that gave me a glare. Oh my friends.

"Night."

"One last visitor?" I look at my door at a Don that sended me a smile.

"Come in." I smiled and watch him close the door before taking a seat on my bed. "Sorry about spoiling out plans for tonight. I'll make it up to you."

"You come first Meryl. Not our plans." He replied feeling my front head. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired." I replied unbuttoning my shirt. Don't worry, I won't end up naked. I have a white shirt on under it.

"Let me." I let go of the first button which I managed to get open. He start to undo them all. I take off the shirt with his help climbing under the blankets. He give me an odd look when I took off my jean under the blankets throwing it aside. "Do you always sleep like this?"

"After you left, yes." I replied foolishly and hold the blankets under my arms just staring at him. He's fine build. Big shoulders and still that same handsome look. Gosh, I just want him so bad.

"Well, that's probably a good thing. Maybe if I come back you'll still go to bed like this." He joked. Well, I hope it was just a stupid joke. I gave a laugh with a warn in my tone. Simple how men can make such weird jokes.

"The only thing happening now is me heading back to my amazing nap." I told him slapping my blankets flat so that all the air can go out.

"Alright. Goodnight." I watch him stand up. With a smile on my lips I watch him dissapear out of the room. After he closed the door I got deeper in my bed drifting off to a nice sleep. It's impossible to actually go to sleep without thinking about him though. Because of him playing Sam, what's the possibility of having him back in my life. The children knows some things about him that I don't. Why? I've been neglecting him and I was planning to do that the rest of my life.

What changed? Why am I all of a sudden doubting about neglecting him. Is it because that he doesn't have a son after all? I cannot do this and neither could he. I won't allow it.