Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ You Can't Escape My Love ❯ Chapter 6

Strangely she was fine the next day and by the time that Friday rolled around she seemed rather wired, like she was hooked up to caffeine. It was a strange about face for how she had looked just the other day and the halfa found it to be strange. Not that you couldn't get a 24 hour bug, but the fact that she had been sluggish before that day and while she got hours of sleep that she had always been groggy for the last several weeks. What had changed? Sam moved around the gallery, two men at her side with some of the other paintings in the locked closet. He walked over to see what they were and shuddered at the male looking back at him. Before him stood Walker, the Warden of the only prison in the ghost zone.

The male had been just as bad as Skulker, though the warden hadn't wanted his head on a wall. The only difference between the two. The male had done many things to bring him back to the cell he had long escaped. Moving to the other one that had been placed on the walls, he found himself before a rather large male, his body towering over him with what appeared to be a cyclone like body with armor on his upper body. He was green skinned with red eyes and what appeared as two lightning bolts on his head, completing his appearance. He raised a brow at her. Turning from the stand where the checks were kept found the woman with another energy drink in hand.

"Vortex," she said. She could feel the change in her body, the lightness of her mood and while she was still mildly upset about what had happened with the younger halfa, she was feeling better. It was as if happiness were being seeped into her blood, the feeling strange in some unknown way. "He was a weather ghost that Vlad freed. He is like me, an artist, but he's rather egotistical and can be enraged rather quickly when he feels that he has been wronged or even spiteful for no reason."

"I assume that Vlad fucked up rather bad," Dan stated. He liked these days with Sam. He found himself almost living as he would have had his Sam not died. He learned what ghosts he would have fought and his powers would have expanded, but at he was not that guy anymore so his powers would never expand into something more. Hell, he didn't even have the ice powers that this halfa had. It almost made him angry to think that while in his timeline he had really fucked himself up for something so small.

"You are entitled to make mistakes," Sam murmured as she leaned against him. "We all do. You were a teen that had too much on his plate." He sighed. It was an excuse, but at the same time he knew she was right. "You were figuring things out as just a human and because of what happened, again sorry, and then you were trying to figure out your new side while being forced into the role of hero."

"I told you that I'm not sorry. It sucked but if given the chance to do it again, and I did, I would do it for a third time." She smiled at him as her watch went off. Kissing his arm she rushed off to open the door for the people waiting outside. He would miss her when he had to go, but he knew that Danny would be there to make it right, because while he was jealous of the pair he knew that he couldn't live in this timeline and that the only reason he was even still alive, without a timeline to return to, was because of the Tower, Clockwork's Tower, was suspended in time as well. He didn't know how much time he had before he would fade away, but he wanted to help the Goth. Watching her as she conversed with a young woman who was looking at the painting of Walker with an excited face. Walking over he wondered what he would tell the younger halfa when he had a moment to leave her side.

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Another week passed without incident save for a few more instances of queasiness for the Goth, but they were just random and at odd times of the day. It had only happened twice that week, but by the next day she would be fine, if not a little more energetic. That next Monday found the older halfa taking Sam to the doctor, the small woman held tightly in his arms as he headed for the car just outside the house.

"I do not need to go to the doctor, Dan!" she spat, his next words making her freeze.

"If you don't I will fly you there." She looked up at him, the expression on his face forcing her to realize that he would do it. He would use his powers and while that shouldn't bother her now that Jazz knew he was here and so did Danny as there was no way that the red headed female wouldn't tell the halfa what was going on because of Dan being there, that it would shorten her time with him, that bothered her. Muttering a 'fine' under her breath she crawled out of his grasp with a frown. A few minutes later found them at the doctor's office, the Goth stomping up to the entrance without waiting for the large male. Dan just shook his head and followed her into the cool building, the small female sitting in a chair. Again he shook his head, her childishness so cute. Getting the forms from the woman behind the counter the halfa walked over to where she was and with a simple 'write' handed the clipboard to her.

Sam said nothing as she begin to fill out the sheet with all her information while Dan just stood there waiting. There were a few people in the waiting room with her, but none of them seemed to paid any heed to the couple with the raven haired woman scowling while the dark haired male just smirked before her. When she was done the large male took it over to the receptionist before heading back to where the Goth sat. He wasn't going to try and convince her he was doing the right thing as she was obviously sick or something, no, he would rather let her stew.

"I don't know why you're so worried about a little sickness," she muttered. Sure, she wasn't one to get sick often, but she wasn't feeling to bad, save for the days with vomiting, but other than that she was fine. "Maybe I need to start taking vitamins since this environment is so different than Amity." Dan said nothing, a nurse taking that chance as she called out Sam's name. Standing up he walked behind her, ready to go back with her when the nurse said that it was just to take her weight and height, just little things that would take no more than five minutes. Nodding he went back to his seat as Sam disappeared into the next room. Pulling out a phone he called the halfa, intent on letting the other male what was going on. It took a few rings before the other male answered.

"So, Sam is seeing a doctor right now," he said, his voice low just incase Sam came back out sooner. At the question from the other end he stated, "She's been vomiting, well, three times she's vomited in the span of one week. I don't have time to go into too much detail, but I just thought I should let you know. Until I figure out what is ailing her you are to stay put." Danny wanted to argue, Dan could feel it, but the halfa surprised him and agreeing hung up the phone. That had been strange. He had been sure that the younger male would argue the fact that he needed to see Sam after the older halfa's warning, but no, the halfa had gone silent and then had agreed with him?! He would never go behind Sam's back to the younger halfa, but he felt that something was off with her on and off again sickness. Food poisoning could cause this, but so could a slew of other things, but the Goth never had a fever and while she did have body aches on those days that she became sick, it was gone the next day with the sickness itself.

Minutes later the raven haired woman returned, still angry at the male before her and not saying a word to him as she plopped down. "Everything good so far?" A grunt was his response. "Come on, Sam, give me the benefit of the doubt here. You have never been sick like this before, right?" Another grunt as she pouted. He hated to go down this route, but with how she was acting he decided to throw the one in her face that she was still upset about. "What about that one time?" Nothing this time, save for an intake of air, her body tensing up at his words. He didn't even have to clarify for her what time he was talking about. She knew. "Though I don't know the brat as well as you do," he said with a smirk before continuing, "He does have a rather whorish girlfriend, right?" She blanched at what he was implying. Could Danny have given her an STD without even realizing it, but then again the halfa had never seemed unhealthy.

"..." Sam hadn't even thought of that, but then again she did trust the halfa... well, had trusted him, but while he had done so many things in the past to hurt her, she had found her faith unwavering until that day when he had broken her heart completely. She wasn't even sure there was a way to put it together. While she loved the male beside her, it wasn't the same love that she felt for her halfa, but he wasn't hers. He was the Latina's boyfriend, had had his heart for so long that Sam would never be able to claim it for her own. She didn't know if she could trust him again.

"I'm not saying he does, but just pointing out who he is with and how she was in high school..." he faded off to let her put the pieces together. She looked to him, her amethyst orbs filled with worry now and while he did feel terrible for having to cause her such pain, he was just stating the facts. He knew a bit about STD's from the health class that they had been forced to endure when first entering high school. She should have already gone and gotten tested. Hell, had they even used a con- Oh, he wasn't going there! He didn't want to ask such a personal question and this one, while a good question, wasn't one that he felt she needed to hear aired. They sat there in silence, Sam leaning her head on his shoulder as she worried about this new bit of information that she hadn't even questioned.

"Samantha Manson," a female nurse called as she stepped out from the back. Getting up Sam clung to his hand, her own now wet with fear, as the pair headed back with the blond haired female. As they entered the small room the woman handed the Goth a gown with instructions to put it on and that once she was done the nurse would be back to assist her. The raven haired female stepped behind a curtain, Dan sitting on a chair against the wall next to the closed door. Neither said a word as she changed and sat down on the examination table after pulling the curtain back. The older halfa watched her for a moment, noting the concern in her eyes and the tension that came off of her small frame. When the nurse came back she had a few needles as well as a cup to pee in. Sam blushed as she took the clear container from the blond before sitting still while that same woman took her blood.

Sam didn't feel any of it, didn't even think as her mind whirled with all the possibilities that could be making her sick. Could she just have a bug or was it an STD? "We'll rush this off so by the end of this visit you should have answers to why you have been feeling the way you have," the blond nurse said before heading off with the blood with a promise to be back for the cup. Sam walked over to the bathroom that was next to her room, her eyes dazed as she entered the small space. She didn't even recall peeing in the cup as fear took hold of her. What would happen if one of those tests came back positive?! How much would her life change? Walking back into her room she placed the cup on the counter and crawled back up on the table.

"I don't know what to say," Sam muttered. "That should have been my first thought knowing that he was with Paulina, but I never even considered it." Dan came to stand beside her, his hand falling on her back before he began to rub circles on it.

"You were upset given what happened," he said, though he added silently 'though you didn't tell me all of it'. "He made a move on you and after it was done to react that way was a mistake and while you know that it still hurt." She nodded, though he could see it in her eyes, the fear of what the tests would show. That's when the doctor came in, an older woman, her white hair tied back as she introduced herself.

"Hi, Miss Manson," she said as she held out her hand for the woman before her to take. At first Sam didn't seem to see it, but when Dan spoke her name softly she blinked and shook the older woman's hand. "My name is Dr. Vega." She looked to Dan and asking him to sit for a moment then turned back to Sam, her instructions to the small woman were about how she was to lay back so they could do a pelvic swab. As Sam lay there, her eyes closed, the female doctor went to work. It was uncomfortable and embarrassing, but the small Goth kept her mind on other things until it was done. "Done. You did a good job, Miss Manson." Standing up and removing her gloves while Sam got comfortable, her body slightly pained at the procedure. "We should have your tests in the next few minutes for the blood work, but the other test will take another thirty minutes. Do you want to wait or shall we call you?"

Sam didn't want to wait, but she really needed to hear those results. "We'll wait," was her response. The doctor left and right after she left the nurse came in with paperwork, Sam grasping it in her hands as the nurse spoke about payments and the like, but the raven haired female was stressing again, the thought of her being stuck with something that would change her life running thru her head. Dan stood, moving to again rub her back to try and get that look out of her eyes. After the nurse left the pair just stayed like that, both wondering what the test would reveal. The older halfa wasn't sick like Sam and that made him wonder if she really had anything to worry about.

Not even thirty minutes passed when the doctor returned, a smile on her face as she stood before the pair. She rifled thru the paperwork again, her smile never faltering as she began to tell them what was making Sam so sick, "So, no STD's to be found." She wrote something down before handing the small raven haired girl a prescription. The Goth looked down at it in confusion. If she didn't have anything wh- "Congratulations, Miss Manson. You're going to be a mom." As she explained the prescription, prenatal pills, and all the other things that Sam would need to do in preparation for her bundle of joy that same Goth was staring wide eyed at the paper in her fingers, her body going cold as she sat there frozen.

Dan didn't know what to say, his own blue eyes wide as his jaw hit the floor. The woman was pregnant! "Um, are you sure?" Sam asked, her voice so soft, just barely a whisper. The older halfa nearly fell out at her question. This was a doctor you were asking that! The doctor still smiled at her and nodded.

"We run two different tests on the blood and urine to be sure." The Goth was opening and closing her mouth, but she couldn't seem to voice what she wanted so Dan thanked the doctor and taking her in his arms left the office. Sam just lay in his arms, her eyes sheened over with unshed tears as she continued to move her mouth. He would have to get her home and relaxed or he had a feeling that Sam would die because of all the overwhelming things that had happened in the last month. How could this get any worse?

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Oh it could be worse because when Dan didn't call the younger halfa back several hours after the doctor appointment that same halfa called him, his gut rolling as he wondered what was wrong with Sam. He couldn't think of something that would cause you to be sick for several days like Dan had spoken of. Usually if you got sick enough to vomit it didn't skip days, no, you got it all out consecutively. As he waited for the older male to pick up the phone Danny paced the small living room of his sister's home. She was in class at that moment and while the halfa really wanted to go to Sam he waited... though not patiently. When he got the voicemail message of Dan's he growled, his fist closing around his phone so hard that the halfa nearly dropped it when he heard a 'crack'. Opening his hand before him found the phone's screen cracked, but the device was still working.

"Fucking hell," the halfa muttered. He was about to toss the phone in his frustration when the device began to ring. Clicking the 'answer' button found himself on the receiving end of curses. Holding his ear away from the phone he found the older halfa's voice echoing around him. When he had finally stopped cursing, which the younger male could not understand, Danny said, "Okay, slowly from the top." The air grew colder around Danny and the halfa found himself staring into the face of a rather pissed off Dan.

"I said," the older male stated, his voice calm and controlled, but the anger bled thru before his voice grew louder. "You fucking piece of man shit! How the fuck could you do that shit to the one person who cared about you?! Are you a fucking retard?! Not only did you fuck her in more ways than one, but to fucking think that you would leave her with something from that god damned day?!" The younger raven haired male blinked in confusion. "At least you didn't give her a fucking STD from that skanky ass bitch of a whore that you call a fucking girlfriend!" Now Danny was getting mad, his eyes turning to slits as green replaced the blue in his eyes.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!" he growled, though he didn't move as the eyes before him flashed red at his tone.

"Sam is fucking pregnant!" When it appeared that saying it once wasn't having the affect that the older male wanted he spat, "Sam is pregnant with your child! You fucking had unprotected sex with Sam and now she will be having a brat!" The male before him had already paled the first time, but with each sentence the large male watched the halfa's body shudder. It just made him even more angry. He shoved the other male into a wall and even then Danny didn't react. He sat in the wall, his butt hanging out the other side, which was okay since it wasn't an apartment, and stared at the ceiling. He was in shock and at the same time he felt joy, a strange feeling to be combined with shock.

"Sam's having my child?" he asked, his voice filled with incredulous at the thought. Just one time and they had gotten pregnant. A slow smile began to pull his lips upward and Dan blinked in shock. The halfa was happy about getting the Goth pregnant! What was wrong with this male?! He was dating a woman he didn't love like he did Sam and yet he was happy that he had gotten her pregnant! Grabbing the other male by the neck his eyes narrowed. The halfa in his hand looked down at him in surprise.

"You're fucking kidding me! You are dating th-"

"I broke up with her," he said, calmly looking down at his evil side. "I knew the moment that I kissed Sam that I didn't want anyone else." The halfa had left the bitch? When had that happened? Then it struck him when... When the halfa had known that Sam was in Dan's presence. Was the halfa only saying this because of him? Did he just not want Sam around him? Yeah, Danny didn't like him around Sam, but not just because of the whole killing thing. No, he was jealous of the other male being near Sam. He was possessive of the Goth, had always been against her dating, and that had only intensified the time she dated Gregor or Elliot. It had become apparent to him after a few months that he had wanted Sam for himself, but the thought of doing permanent harm to their relationship had stepped back. He dated to see if this apparent crush would lessen, but it hadn't and the moment he had found out that she was with another male, even if it was his evil half, he had known that he needed to claim her as his own. That love that had been in her eyes that day reflected back at him.

He could see her pleasure and the love in her expressive amethyst orbs. Then he could see it dull, the light going out of her eyes until the fire had entered them just before the punch to the face. He had killed that love, but he knew that he couldn't give up on her. She was the one that he wanted, the one that completed him on so many levels. Dan released him before taking a step back. Looking down at the younger male he said, "She's in shock right now, but I can tell you this. Sam will tell you that she is pregnant, though I don't know when. She would never leave you out of the loop, but know this, brat, if you cause her further hurt I will come back and kill you."

"Fuck off, Dan," the halfa spat, narrowing his eyes at the older male. "I don't answer to you." The older halfa knocked him to the ground before leaving. While Danny rubbed his eye, sure that it would be a black eye for a day or less and headed for the other room to do a little research about the raven haired woman's condition.

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Dan was sitting at the desk next to the bed, the small woman in it sleeping peacefully after all the drama of the day. He was glad as he knew that with her condition and the fact that this pregnancy was going to be a first with not only her but the fact that she was pregnant with a halfa's baby. How much would that affect the pregnancy. Sam rolled over, her shirt rising up and he stared at the small stomach, noticing for the first time that it seemed distended a bit. How had he not noticed that? Hell, how had she not noticed that?! He was so confused and then he thought back to the halfa who had impregnated her. He could see that the other male was serious about his love for the Goth, but he had failed too many times in the past with her heart and that was why she was here, hell, he had forgotten to tell the other male that Sam planned to spend two years here with plans to head back home in the end. With everything that had happened since her original plans he wasn't sure she wouldn't stay right where she was, but even then with Jazz being her she might run again.

There was just too much going on and in the middle of it all was Sam and Danny, the pair of them standing on the edges of the eye of the storm. Neither wanted to get close and while one was willing to make a move, would the other party allow them to make that move? Would the younger male feel like he needed to propose? That would be the worse thing he could do at this moment! Sam would push him away with the thought that he was doing it all out of responsibility. She would feel as if the breakup was her fault and while she played a role in it she hadn't caused it. He would have to allow her time to get over this new wrench in her life...

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Several weeks went by and while Sam was still coming to terms with the fact that she was pregnant with her best friend's baby, the halfa was having no such problem. While he had been shocked at first, the younger male was still in front of his sister's computer digging up more information and while he was frustrated that Dan wouldn't allow him the chance to get near the female who was carrying his child, he knew that with what Dan had said that Sam was in shock and would need him to give her space. It sucked, but he would do anything for her and at this point it was a time to let the fires die before you got burned.

Sam sat in the house, her belly still rather small, but the Goth stared at it, her hand coming out to rest on her firm stomach. She could feel the bulge of the unborn life, the child that had come from her one time with the man who held her heart. She felt so many things at that time. Anger, fear, worry, awe, and love. She loved this baby already, though it had taken a minute for her to wrap her head around the idea that she was going to be a mother. Dan had pointed out just a few days ago, after she had gotten past her shock, that she needed to tell the halfa of his child. While she had felt bereft at that moment, unsure if telling him about a child that he was sure to feel responsible for, she was not to the point where she wanted to tell him.

"You know that it's the right thing to do," Dan pointed out from his spot next to her. She was leaning against him, her hair fanning out over his arm. "And you know that he deserves to know about the fact that he is going to be a father." Her eyes closed, her hand still resting on her stomach, as her heart clenched. Yeah, he did deserve to know, but not yet. She might have to vacate her position at the gallery, though she didn't want to, so she could move before announcing that. She was sure that Jazz would tell her brother where she was and knowing Danny, he would rush over to ask her to marry him or he might disown the child, hell, he could come and ask her to terminate the pregnancy for all she knew. "You know he would love that baby, Sam. He would never ask you to get rid of it."

"Do I know that, though?" she asked, doubt in her mind and heart, the tone of it leaking into her speech. "I didn't think he would react the way he did after coming onto me, but here I am, pregnant after that very thing happened." She was made, her tone changing to a bitterness that he hadn't heard very often when she was talking about the halfa. She was upset with his lack of tact, his action after the act burned into her memory and taking the space where her heart had been. "I love him, don't get me wrong, but after letting him break my heart, I know that this child deserves to be surrounded by those who would not think it was a burden. People who would love it and while I love this child, I doubt that Danny would be happy to be forced into something that he doesn't want. He has what he wants."

"You could always tell him no," the older male pointed out. Yeah, she could do that, but would the halfa take that answer and let it be... No, she didn't think he would. He had been raised with good parents, absent minded role models, but role models nonetheless. His parents would want him to do the right thing, but she wouldn't agree which is why it was easier to run, to tell him after she was hidden again. "Would you really be that impersonal?" She looked up into his blue eyes and could see the truth. If this were his child, and he was Danny in a way, then he would be hurt that she hadn't told him in person. He would be angry that she had felt the conception of a baby were something impersonal between the two of them and while he could understand her feelings on the matter that it wasn't right for her to leave the other halfa just because she was scared. Sighing she nodded.

"I get where you are coming from," she muttered. "I will tell him when I see him." He knew what she was doing. She was still thinking about leaving, doing it the safest way for her. She was still afraid of the thought that the young halfa would hurt her again with his reaction to her being pregnant with his child. He smirked at her and pulling out his phone pushed a button, the sound of ringing filling the room.

Her eyes grew wide as she realized what he was doing, but before she could say a word he said, "She would like to talk to you." Hanging up the phone as the woman next to him began to fight he held her tight, both of them waiting for the appearance of one halfa.