Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ You Can't Escape My Love ❯ Chapter 9

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

A few days later found the awkward pair in the waiting room of the doctor's offices just down the street from Sam's home. Danny was still upset with her and she was still frustrated with him. Why couldn't he just do the one thing she wanted from him? Why couldn't he just give up on her and move on? He was thinking along the same lines, save for giving up on her... He was more upset that she was giving up on him. Neither said a word, the Goth scrolling thru her phone, the applicants to replace her at the gallery filling her gaze. He leaned over a bit, noting that she was checking out the people that would be taking over for her and deciding that one of them had to be the bigger person asked, "Lots of people looking for a job?" She almost didn't acknowledge his question, ready to continue giving him the silent treatment, but seeing as he was trying to be polite nodded.

"Lots of unqualified people," she stated, her finger moving down to the next applicant. "Or they just want an easy job." Another person was deleted as the silence took over again, neither knowing what to say to make the tension go away. "I know that you're trying, Danny, but there's really nothing to talk about. I chose to walk away, to leave and that is my choice." The halfa narrowed his gaze at her. "You can be upset, but I have compromised plenty in regards to the life of my child."

"Our child," he pointed out, the raven haired female sighing.

"Our child," she conceded. "Our child will have both of his or her parents. Most children don't even have that." He said nothing, still feeling upset that she wouldn't allow them to be more. "Just because we are having a child doesn't mean we have to get married or even live together." Now he felt that she was trying to piss him off, to convince herself that she was right to keep fighting him. Before he could voice his opinion the nurse came out from the back, Sam being paged to the front for her examine. The pair stood up, the halfa following her to the door as the nurse held it open. Following behind the red headed nurse, her name unknown as Sam pondered what else she could do to get the halfa to realize that until he could figure out the difference between a rebound and love, that she wasn't looking to be left behind again. No, she had walked away and while he had come looking for her, it hadn't been out of love. No, he had come to find her because of Jazz and the shock of finding out that the Goth was with Dan.

"Here is a gown," the nurse said, handing off a sherbet green outfit to the raven haired female. "Once you get changed the doctor will be in to see you." Heading off she left the pair alone again, this time with no one to hear the words spoken in frustration.

"I just don't understand why you don't want to give our child a real family," he muttered as she pulled the curtain closed so she could change.

"I already told you that that was off the table, Danny," was her frustrated response. "I don't want a marriage like my parents." His brow raised up at this. What did her parents have to do with this? He opened his mouth to ask just as her pants dropped to the ground, his body reacting to the thought that she was naked behind the curtain, and his mouth shut. "It's not that I don't like the idea of our child having the whole package, but they will have a family and that is more important than us living together." After pulling back the curtain she climbed up on the table, her legs exposed to his gaze, his blue eyes unwavering as they moved up those long legs. "Danny?" she questioned when she noted his gaze was rather glazed looking.

"What?" he asked, his eyes coming up to meet hers. She could see the lust that blazed in those blue orbs, the heat that settled low in her belly. She tried to shake it off, to remind herself that while she had given him a kiss just the other day, that having sex was the last thing they needed to do.

"Just get that thought out of your head," she said, her eyes narrowing even as her blood warmed, singing out the need for him. He blinked at her. "I can see it in your eyes," she clarified. He frowned at her words, realizing that she was referring to the lust, the need that raced thru his blood. The need to claim her, to make her see that they could be so good together if she would just give them a chance. "It's just lust and you can just sate yourself with her." Again he was stopped from biting back at her, the doctor entering the room. The male in the white coat was rather young, at most thirty years, his blond hair tinted with bits of copper. His green eyes were on the clipboard in his hand as he looked over her charts.

"Hi," he said looking at the pair before him. He could feel the tension in the room, the chill in the air as Danny tried to temper his anger and frustration. "My name is Dr. DeNile." He moved to stand close to Sam, the male on her other side making him rather uncomfortable with the anger that seemed to make his eyes glow. "I see that you are about three months along and this is your second visit with us?" The Gothic female nodded just as the door opened and the nurse from earlier returned, a cart with machinery on it being pushed into the room. "May I ask why you didn't come to see us sooner?"

"I wasn't having any symptoms to connect to pregnancy," was her response. "No sickness or anything." He made a note about that before asking her if she wanted to know the sex of her child. She had to think about that for a second, her eyes flickering to Danny to see what he wanted to do. She was making a choice at that moment to give him the option. He nodded and she said, "Yes, we would." The doctor asked her to lay back, the Goth complying as Danny turned fully to watch as the male pulled up the gown to reveal Sam's protruding belly after the nurse covered her bottom have with a blanket.

"So, is this the father of the baby?" DeNile inquired as he pulled on some latex gloves. Sam nodded. "Good. It is always nice to see the father wanting to be a part of the pregnancy since most don't really take much interest in the doctor's appointments." That rose a few brows. "Usually the woman is alone, the father either unable to attend or just not interested in it." The sound of the squirting filled the silence that fell over the room. The doctor was watching them out the corner of his eyes. He could see that there was more to this story, that maybe these two before him weren't in love, but he could see it in the male's eyes while the raven haired woman before him seemed to be shuttering her gaze. "This is going to be a bit cold," he warned, the gel put on her stomach before he turned on the machine. Taking the wand he moved it over her stomach, pushing down a bit to see the inside of her womb.

The couple watched the screen, the wand moving slowly over her stomach, almost too slowly as Danny stared it down. Sam was holding her breath, her first glimpse of her baby about to be before her. What happened next seemed to shock all of them as the heartbeat of their children echoed in the room. "Um," the halfa said, his mouth feeling like someone had stuffed his mouth full of cotton. "Is that..."

"Oh," Sam said in surprise as the grey blob on the screen seemed to separate before their eyes.

"Well, congratulations," the doctor said, his green eyes turning to look at them. "You are the proud parents of four children." That was all it took for the Goth to fall back, her head hitting the cushioning under her. She said nothing, her eyes wide as she realized that she was fucked if she tried to do this alone. There was no way that she could take care of four babies alone! She would have to hire help if she didn't take the option that Danny wanted her to take. He leaned over her now, his hand pushing away the hair from her forehead.

"Sam, you okay?" She blinked at him, her amethyst eyes reflecting the fear and... defeat. While he wanted to cheer about the fact that the Goth had no choice but to accept his help in raising their children, he felt sad that she was looking so upset. She nodded, her eyes shutting as she tried to wrap her mind around the fact that she would be having more than one child, hell, more than two... She was having three children and with the fact that they could be half ghosts, there was no way that she could hire someone to help her. She would need the halfa just as Dan had said. Had he known that she was having more than one baby? There was no way that was possible... unless...

"He knew," she murmured. He raised a brow at her, the doctor pausing in what he was doing. Sam looked up at Danny. "Dan knew how many babies we were going to have." He blinked in surprise, but then he realized that the halfa had to have known something to have said the words he had said and now he too connected the dots to the fact that the older halfa had access to the mirror in Clockwork's Tower. But that brought on another question about why Dan had freaked out on him after learning that she was pregnant himself. Had he not known when Sam would fall pregnant and how it had happened? They received a picture of the babies, one girl and three boys in total, before they exited the office, both of them still in a daze as to what this day had seemed to uncover.

"It will be okay," the raven haired ghost fighter said as soon as they were out in the afternoon sun. He turned to her, his arm falling over her shoulder to pull her into his side. "We will get it all figured out." Sam tensed beside him, her eyes narrowing before she turned on him, her mood changing in that split second.

"Yeah, we will be and I bet you are just sooooo happy," she snapped. "You got your way!" Her face turned red as she fumed before him. "You don't even understand how I feel about this! I didn't want to be put in such a spot, a reason that you have to put your life on hold for something you regretted right after we did it! I don't want to be in a relationship like that!" He frowned at her for a moment, his own anger rising to combat hers, but he didn't say a word as she pulled away from him. "I keep telling you this, but you don't seem to get it, Danny!"

"No, Sam, I get it, but it's all a lie," he said, forcing himself to keep calm in the face of her anger, her frustration with the demolishment of her plans. "I told you that I love you and that I want to be with you, but you keep pushing me away... You keep acting like you know my heart and my feelings." She let out an exasperated breath. "You keep acting like I am going to walk away from you. You need to see that you were the one to run and when I came to find you that I wanted you. I didn't even know about your pregnancy whe-"

"You came because Jazz told you I was keeping company with your enemy!" she spat before the pair realized that they were out in public having a spat, several people watching the pair. "Fucking hell," she muttered before stomping off down the street. Since the doctor's office was so close the pair had just walked there so when she began to walk away the halfa followed, though he kept silent. It was partly true that he had come because of who she was hanging out with, but a big part of it had been Dan's words that day.

He is losing her. She is starting to imagine life without him in it and this time she may not be afraid to take that step.

He wanted to tell her that, but the fact that she was pregnant and upset stopped him when he recalled the other thing the older halfa had said to him so instead he repeated that, "Sam, remember what Dan said about getting upset?" She stopped, her head turning to look at him in surprise before nodding. "If I am making you upset then I will leave you alone. At least for now. We can talk later." That seemed to shock her, the amethyst orbs looking at him widening slightly at his words. Without another word the halfa took to the skies leaving Sam to stand there, watching him go with blurred vision making him blend in with the skies above her into a blob of colors. She did want him to leave her alone and while he promised to talk to her later she found herself feeling so lost and hurt that he had really left her.

"Stupid pregnancy hormones," she muttered before heading further down the street, unaware that the halfa who had left her was still there. He had gone invisible so he could keep an eye on her while at the same time giving her her space. He could see the tears that were waiting to be shed by her, those feelings reflecting in her expressive eyes even as she tried to force them out. He waited until she got home before taking off into the skies toward his own room, unsure as to how to make the woman he loved, the woman who was having his babies, see that he truly did love her. They were just going around in circles and he was stuck in that loop. He was afraid to leave her because of Dan's words, but he was also worried that staying was only pushing her further away.

Darlin' you got to let me know

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The halfa entered the space that he had been calling his home, the room that was the spare one in Jazz's house where her desk was and the laptop that sat on it next to the small bed. He plopped down in the chair, his mind full of questions with only a few answers given. He needed to talk to someone and so with a few clicks he found himself face to face with his mother. She looked confused as to why he was calling only her, but waited for him to spill it.

Should I stay or should I go?

"Mom, I am lost," he stated, his tone coming off as defeated and causing his mother to lean forward.

"What do you mean, hon?" she inquired. Danny told her all that had been happening since the last time he had talked to them, the story about how Sam wouldn't allow him to be more than a father on the sidelines and then when it was revealed that they would be parents to four children at once, well, that she had blown up at him, accusing him of being happy that she was forced to give into his wishes. Maddie listened quietly, every word put into a category in her mind as she too worked out what the issue really was between the pair and why the Goth was fighting so hard to push Danny away.

If you say that you are mine

"Seems that she is in denial, but then again, she seems to be under the assumption that you can't possibly love her either." She pondered that for a moment, all the information being sifted thru now, the real reason for Sam's fight against the love that was really right before her and how to get her to see it as everyone else saw it. "Jazz is right about one thing though, and that is the fact that Dan was just a replacement for you since she saw you as unobtainable." He nodded. Yeah, he got that, even Sam had admitted to the fact that she wasn't in love with the older halfa, not like the love she claimed for him, the one that had died according to her. "Honestly son, I can see where she is coming from on one side and then on the other I think she is just afraid."

"I don't get what could make her afraid of committing to us as a couple," he said, his head falling into his hands. The red head felt bad for her son, but like she had told him before, Sam was just letting him see some of that pain that lurked beneath the surface.

I'll be here 'til the end of time

"Well, let's see," his mother said. "Paulina had just broken up with you and then you jumped Sam only to screw that up without a thought about what you were saying... Then you came to her after it had been revealed that you were having her baby..." He growled.

"I went to her before that!" he hissed. "Dan told me to leave her alone, to give her space." That was new information. The older male had warned Danny off, keeping him from talking to the Goth until after her pregnancy had been revealed. "Hell, he even knew how many children we were having!" The young halfa was getting more and more worked up and then his mother hit him with a strange request.

So you got to let me know

"Leave. Tell her that you have to come back home or even be truthful and tell her that you are going to give her space so that she can think." He balked at that. He couldn't leave her. She was alone and pregnant with his children. "You don't have to really leave, hon. Just give her a few weeks and try again." It was a bad idea and the halfa knew it and yet, it made sense. If Sam was left alone or at least appearing to be alone then she could see that he was listening, but then he could see the hurt in her eyes when he had just left her. "Her hormones will help her to see that while she is strong, she does need you." He shook his head.

"I can't do that," was his response. "I can't leave her here alone, even if I don't leave her really. It would be like that time when I spied on her. She would feel betrayed if I did that to her... and she might leave. She's already threatened to take the children with her, no shared custody." That was surprising to hear since Sam wasn't one to hurt the halfa before her. She would never inflict such pain, but then again she was pregnant and her emotions were all over the place.

Should I stay or should I go?

Danny was so lost on what he should do, completely unaware that like his mother had said, Sam was conflicted herself.

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She was laying in her bed, her eyes closed as she tried to calm down, the pain from Danny leaving her earlier causing her to reflect on how it would be if he really left her. She didn't believe that he would really leave her, but her heart was fighting a battle against the logic of her brain. "I don't know what to do," she uttered to the empty room as her hand rubbed her stomach, her babies seeming to calm her as she thought thru this dilemma. She had already promised to live with him for the first year after the babies were born, but with the realization that she was having multiple babies she knew that plan would have to change, as would all her other plans. She couldn't go on tour with the knowledge that she would be too big to move around, and that the stress of moving around more could be bad for her and the babies. Everything was falling apart around her head and she was lost.

It's always tease tease tease

Dan had been her sounding board, though he had pushed for her to talk to the other halfa, the younger male the real person that she should be talking to since it would be them in the end with those babies. He had talked with her many a night about her feelings for the halfa, the feelings that she had been trying to push away to protect herself. She needed to admit somethings, things that she hadn't wanted to admit... not even to herself. Danny was right. The love wasn't dead, though it was weakened just a bit. She would love Danny forever, no matter what, but she was hurt by his reaction and while that in itself was part of the reason for her fear it wasn't the whole thing.

She had been giving him clues, admitting things to him about her feelings on the matter, but she hadn't told him that she was afraid that he would stay with her, that he would regret staying with her should Paulina jump back into the picture, or if Valerie showed back up. She worried that he would get tired of being a father and she was afraid to end up in a relationship that mirrored her parents own. Sam had been a mistake, a child conceived before the pair had even thought of marrying. Her mother had fallen pregnant to him after a few months of dating... well, what the rich considered dating as Jeremy had been uninterested in marrying her or any female. He had been sowing his wild oats before he was to marry a female of his parents' choosing. Pamela had been one of his girlfriends, his booty calls. She had been going thru a wild phase of her own and while it was frowned upon for her to act the way she had been acting, having already had sex before Jeremy, she had been found out when the red head had started throwing up several weeks after having sex with the blond male.

You're happy when I'm on my knees

They had been forced into a literal shot gun wedding, Pamela's father brandishing a gun at the wedding. Sam had shaken her head at that picture, the fact that there was proof, her mother still small enough that no one would question it and yet you could see the baby bump if you looked close enough. Her parents had never loved each other, hell, the Goth was more than certain that they were seeing other people from the moment they were married to now. Danny would never understand since his parents had loved each other from the moment they saw each other to now. Their marriage was a symbol of how a real marriage should be. They had their fights, but it wasn't over how much they hated each other or how badly they wanted to divorce but couldn't... No, they fought about missing anniversaries or about their inventions, hell, they even fought about Santa's existence, but never about their feelings for each other.

Sam startled, the feeling of ice coming from her protruding stomach making her sit up suddenly. She moved her hand around and found that the feeling of cold was indeed coming from her stomach. "Shit," she said, fear whelming up in her chest at the thought that her babies were getting upset... Danny had always done that when he had become agitated. "Hey," she whispered, her hand moving in circles to calm the babies. "What's wrong?" The chill was still there, but it didn't get worse so she continued to talk to her unborn children. "I know that it feels like everything is going wrong out here, but trust me, mommy and d-daddy will make it all work out in the end."

One day is fine and next is black

"I am trying really hard to..." she faded off, unsure of what she was doing anymore. She wanted her children, and yet she felt like they had trapped her in a corner. If she had been pregnant with just one baby she could have done it all on her own, right? "I'm fucking things up," she said, her tone one of resignation and frustration. "Your daddy is right about me. I refuse to listen to him, but then again I don't think he's really listening either." Silence was her response, but she didn't really think she would get a response. Crawling out of bed she headed for the main room, still talking to her children. "He wanted to give me a way out, but doesn't he realize that if I had wanted a way out or if I had really felt like he had thought that I wouldn't have done it. I knew what I was doing, damn it." She turned on the radio, her own voice greeting her, the song reflecting on the issue going on at that moment.

So if you want me off your back

"I really need to listen to him like Dan said," she muttered. Pulling out her phone she pushed her contact list and finding the halfa's name on the top clicked his name.

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Danny had been lost in thought, his mother having left him in peace with his turbulent thoughts, the idea that he would never be able to get Sam to see it from his side when the phone rang. The song playing from the communication device raising his brows. "Hello?" He listened as the Goth on the other end asked him to come over and talk. His heart clenched at the pain in her tone, the underlying worry that reflected with the pain. "Is everything okay?" She reiterated that she really needed to talk to him so the halfa hung up and flew over to her home, the Goth sitting in the main room on the couch. Her body posture worried him, her hand on her stomach as she spoke softly. "Sam?" She turned to him and he could see that worry that had been in her voice, the fear and pain mixing in her gaze.

"Hey," she said before getting up and to the surprise of the halfa took his hands to place them on her stomach, his eyes widening at the feel of the cold that seemed to be coming from her stomach. "You can feel it, right?" He nodded, his eyes falling to her stomach in confusion. Could the children in her womb be lethal to her? "No, I don't think they are meaning to do it. Kind of like when you are upset, well, in the beginning when you couldn't control your powers." He looked at her, the worry in her gaze before returning his attention to the unborn children in her womb. He crouched down, his hands moving to lift up her shirt. She didn't fight him, her body shaking with the fear that her own emotions had brought about the power rising in her.

Well come on and let me know

She could feel a chill rising up her chest, into her throat and to the surprise of Danny and Sam out her mouth as she opened her mouth to say something. He began to rub his warm hands over her cold skin for a moment before speaking. "Hey you guys," he said, his voice firm and yet so soft. "You have to calm down or you could hurt your mom." His own hands continued to move around her belly. "I know that everything is a little rough right now and that your mom is feeling rather emotional, but you have to understand where she is coming from." Sam stood there, listening to him talk to their children. "I didn't listen to her, nor did I react in a way that made sense, but we are working on it and when you come out everything will be fine. No matter what happens we will love you." The chill began to fade, the babies seeming to calm a bit, though the chill was still there faintly. Her hands were now in his hair, her fingers moving thru the raven locks.

"I'm sorry," she murmured above him as he continued to move his hands slowly over her belly, the pair of them trying to calm down each other down while also letting the babies know that it was okay and that they also needed to calm. He looked up at her in surprise. "I wasn't listening to you, but Danny, you weren't listening to my words either. Neither of us was really thinking about anyone but ourselves." She was opening up her heart again, allowing him a glimpse into the fears, worries, and other emotions that flew around in that organ that beat in her chest. They were finally taking the first step in communicating without fighting and now there was just one question left to answer for both of them...

Should I stay or should I go?