Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ You Can't Escape My Love ❯ Chapter 11
The next day the raven haired ghost fighter showed up at her house, ready to load up her things only to find the pregnant Goth moving around, most of the small stuff in her home already packed. Sam had her back to him, a song playing in the background as she wiggled around while taping up a box. The blue eyes of her visitor zoning out as he watched her shuffle around. Straightening back up with a small moan, her hands coming to rest on her hips as she rubbed the sore spot that she had gotten from bending over. "You guys are heavy," she murmured as she used one hand to rub her stomach. The halfa smiled at her words, the fact that she was talking to the unborn children in her womb. "But I love you and can't wait to hold you in my arms." He couldn't wait either, to see what their children would look like, the doctor sure that they were having four children, the sexes of those four babies one girl and three boys! To think that he would be a father four times over was both exciting and scary. He could only imagine how she felt with all those babies stretching her body out, but he found that being pregnant didn't make her any less beautiful. If anything she was glowing as she continued to hum before she stopped suddenly when she saw him.
He had the grace to blush at her surprised face. "Sorry," he murmured. She didn't say anything as a smile curled her lips. "When is the truck coming?" She glanced at the clock on the far wall.
"Should be here in another couple of hours," was her simple response before she walked past him. "I have most of the little things boxed up." He raised a brow at her, a question on his lips, but before he could ask she responded with, "Couldn't sleep so I figured I would get started early, not that I had much stuff here." He had noticed that there was a lack of her own items, most of them new while there were a few articles of clothing that he recognized when the pair entered her room. The bed was already bare of sheets, the clothing in the closets already packed, with only a few things left out with some boxes laying around empty.
"Seems you have already done all the work," the halfa stated. "Where do you want me?" That was a loaded question, the Goth still with her back to him, her face turning red as her body tingled. Oh, she knew where she wanted him and while she was really yearning for the male behind her, she knew that this feeling was common in most pregnant women. Would this feeling still be around after their children were born? Would she yearn for his touch to the point that she would want to jump him? Sure, that moment that had conceived their children she had been on fire for the halfa, but since seeing him the urge to jump him had intensified to the point that she was sure she would lose her mind to the need for him. Wasn't that just lust? Could she allow them to be intimate this early without getting it so muddied in an already turbulent relationship? No, she couldn't do that and risk the confusion that would only cause more hurt.
"You could finish the kitchen or even the living room. The bathroom is already done and I only have a few things left to box in here." She moved to do just that, the raven haired male confused as to why she wouldn't look at him, the tense woman before him almost robotic in her movements. His own mind had gone in the same direction as hers when he had asked that loaded question. He wanted her, the bed before him looking inviting even without the sheets. Hell, the couch would probably work just as well, though the Goth with her rounded stomach would probably be more comfortable on the bed... or bent over it... Shaking his head he left her alone, the breath that she had been holding releasing slowly so as to not alert him of her own thoughts... those of relief that her body could relax after how it had been pulsing with that need.
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It didn't take them but another hour to complete the task of cleaning up the house, the halfa insisting that she take a rest while he finished up his areas. She had protested of course, saying that she wasn't tired, but he could see the dark circles under her eyes. He could see it in her body as she moved slower and the words that she had spoken to their unborn children telling him that she was struggling with the weight of their four children in her womb. When the raven haired ghost fighter had finished packing the last box he went to check on the raven haired female, her silence mildly concerning. What he found caused a smile to twist his lips. Sam had passed out on the unmade bed, her legs hanging off the side as she lay on her back with her hair fanned out behind her. Her even breathing told him that she was out, her chest rising and falling in the rhythm of sleep.
She didn't sleep well in the daytime, her sleep interrupted by the sun and even with that very star shinning brightly in the room the Goth didn't stir. That was telling to the halfa that maybe she was having issues sleeping with her blooming form. He would need to look into getting her a special pillow. The raven haired male had been doing research and in that research had found that several women experienced a lack of sleep when pregnancy. He went to the window and shut it, allowing the small woman on the bed to sleep in peace, though he knew she might be upset when she realized she had fallen asleep. Leaving her to sleep he headed back into the other room, his blue eyes taking in the space that the Goth had been living for less than a year. He wished he had paid attention to how it had looked before, especially knowing that she had planned to stay here for longer than she had spoken of. As the TV was already packed the male sat on the couch, his phone in hand to do some more light reading on what was the best pillow to aid a pregnant woman when something on the top of a box that was still open, caught his attention. It looked like a photo album. He pulled it out and glancing around to make sure that someone wasn't going to pop out and yell at him before laying it in his lap. Opening it he found pictures of them as children, even ones of them as toddlers, the pair of them smiling at the person holding the camera.
The raven haired children were holding each other close in several of the pictures, but as Danny flipped further and saw another male in the picture with the Goth, he found his eyes narrowing. Who was this guy? Sam looked about ten years of age, the smile on her face bright as she held up by this raven haired male behind her. She was laughing in another one with the same male. The green eyes of the male at her side were shining, his smile just as bright as the girl at his side. There were a few pages of this guy and then he seemed to disappear from the book as more of him appeared and then Tucker when he joined the group. The further back he got he found some of Dan hanging out with Sam, the male looking so uncomfortable in some of the pics, though his eyes looked fondly at the raven haired female. Then there was a rather amusing picture of Dan actually mocking Sam with a pillow under his shirt, his face priceless when he realized he was being filmed.
It was strange that he found he wasn't mad or upset when looking at this picture. It didn't show a pair of lovers, but friends just hanging out... It also showed that his dark half wasn't really all that dark. He had changed and with it had seemed to gain his humanity. Sam was a miracle worker when it came to healing others, to ensuring that they were happy and where they needed to be in life, but she didn't do it for herself. She allowed herself to be hurt, caring more for the other person than her own happiness. His musings were interrupted by a knock at the door. The raven haired male moved, putting the book back where he got it before opening the door to reveal the movers. Stepping aside he gave them instructions, the Goth still passed out in the bed as everything was moved.
Once it was all in the truck with only the bed left to load the halfa carefully pulled Sam into his arm before phasing out of the building. Taking her over to the RV on the side of the road he cloned himself so that his duplicate could pull out the bed in the back of the vehicle. Laying her down he waited for the movers to load the bed before he took off, the Goth sleeping in the back of the bed as he headed back to Amity. He didn't have the address for the new place yet, but he was sure that Sam wouldn't sleep the whole thirty two hours back to their hometown.
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About five hours into their trip the raven haired female awoke, the gentle rocking of the RV alerting her to the fact that they were on the road. With a soft moan she stretched out, surprised that she had even slept thru the movers as well as Danny moving her. "You hungry or anything?" the halfa asked, looking back for a moment to see if she was up. Sam's stomach chose that moment to let out a growl, some of the small Goth's needs filled with the uninterrupted sleep. He chuckled at her before pulling over when a small diner came into view.
"Thanks," she said as they exited the video. It was rather awkward between the new couple, the pair of them still trying to get back to what they had been before the whole mess had started and they were finding that while it could be comfortable, that the tension was there. It was a sexual tension and while they both knew it was there they tried to ignore it. Sam really did want to go slow, but she was torn between how she wanted things to be. Sure, she knew that she loved Danny and wanted to be with him on the tier of romantic partner, but she didn't want him to find that once she had these babies that he didn't know what he wanted or that he didn't want this relationship. Some relationships broke over an unplanned pregnancy, the partners finding that they had little to no time for each other when a child was introduced, but they were having four children! How would their relationship take another hit if he found that he couldn't handle it and walked away. She couldn't walk away from her children and she knew that the raven haired male was a good guy, but they had never been tried like this so she didn't know what the outcome could be.
Entering the establishment, a small diner with an old time feel to it with the red leather booths and metal tables between the seating. Sam smiled as she looked around. She had never been in such a place, the Nasty Burger the closest non-wealthy place she had eaten. There wasn't more places like this in Amity since it was a small town with just enough to offer the inhabitants. She glanced at him as the halfa headed over to a booth in the far corner away from the loud patrons of the food joint. They had one draw and that was the male with her. He had made their little town famous for his appearance and the fact that they were truly the most haunted place on earth with a ghost portal on site as well as the natural portals that popped up on occasion. Moving to follow him, the raven haired male waiting until she joined him before sitting down.
A waiter came to their side, the male eying the Goth with appreciation in his blue eyes, the fact that she was pregnant not deterring his gaze. The halfa let out a soft growl, Sam raising a brow at his sudden sound of anger. "Is there anything I can get you?" the male asked her.
"Oh, I haven't even had time to look at the menu," she stated, picking one off a little stand at the table. "If you wouldn't mind giving us a moment, though I would like a glass of sweet tea." She looked to Danny for his own drink choice though the waiter, his name tag stating that his name was Jake, never took his eyes off of her.
"A Pepsi," the raven haired male growled, his eyes flashing green at Jake. The blue eyes growing wide when a bit of ice appeared on the table before him. Skittering off the male went to get the drinks, the Goth finding it hard not to laugh at his reaction to the male eyeballing her. She didn't see herself as all that good looking, but it was nice to see that even with her belly as big as a basketball that she wasn't unattractive. While Dan had helped her self esteem after what had gone down after Danny's reaction to them having sex, she still felt rather awkward with her body's changes. That was normal right? To think that you were fat even when you knew that your body was housing your children?
"Danny," she said, reaching over to touch the table in front of him, his eyes still facing the direction that Jake had gone. "Danny," she called again, his eyes flicking toward her to see that she was smiling, her smile almost as bright as it used to be. He had seen how low her wattage had been, the smiles that appeared on her face in the last few weeks weak in comparison and found his heart clenching. Did she like the attention from the waiter? Sam had never been one for male attention, her only date having been with a guy named Gregor... or was it Elliot? Giving himself a mental shake he turned to face her. "It doesn't mean anything, at least not to me, but if it bothers you..." She faded off, leaving him to grasp her unspoken words. Yeah, he was jealous, why wouldn't he be? Sam may have gone on a few dates with him, but they had never labeled their relationship. They weren't girlfriend and boyfriend...They were just two people have four children together...
"He better keep his eyes to himself," the halfa muttered darkly. Sam let out another chuckle.
"I promise I am not laughing at you," the Goth stated with another chuckle. "Well, I am, but only at the dark look on your face! Never thought I would see the day when the nicest guy around looked like he wanted to find a body to hide." Danny blinked, his own laughter joining in with hers, the pair finding the lighter side if only for a few minutes. They ordered their food, the male from before no longer their server as a female came to stand before them and while she was appreciative of the raven haired male she was more respectful as she talked to both of them about their meal choices. Once they had finished their meal the pair headed off after Sam took a quick bathroom break, her children officially big enough to punish her bladder.
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It didn't take them that full thirty plus hours to get home, though with Danny on the wheel using his powers to aide in getting them there sooner, it was no wonder. They arrived at their destination just as the moon rose high in the skies, the Goth laying passed out in the back. She had protested when he had told her to go and lay down, complaining that she was a grown woman and could choose her own bedtime... only to be betrayed by her body as a yawn broke free from her lavender lips. That had been hours ago and when she failed to stir once the RV stopped in front of a rather nice looking home with a nice front yard that had been mowed recently. They had lost the moving truck hours ago, but then again they weren't going to be there until the morning regardless. Climbing into the back of the RV he moved to pull the Goth into his arms, the raven haired female stirring slightly as she curled into him with her face burrowing into his chest.
It made his skin tingle, but he ignored it as he looked down at the woman in his arms, the halfa moving to exit the vehicle thru the roof after going intangible. There was no furniture in the two story home so when he realized that moments later, the Goth still asleep in his arms, he duplicated himself so that his copy could bring the mattress out of the RV and to a room on the upper floor. After ensuring that the Goth was comfortable the halfa headed out into the night, his destination his parent's where he grabbed the comforter from his bed as well as a few pillows, returning to the sleeping woman, her body slightly curled up as if she were cold. After getting a pillow under her head the halfa got comfortable and found himself joining the woman at his side in the Land of Nod...
**Danny walked down the hall of an unfamiliar house, the place filled with light as the sun illuminated the innards of the large home. There were no sounds around him at first, the rooms on this floor empty of life. "Sam?" he called out in question. The sound of feet hitting the ground sounded from above him, the halfa raising a brow as a soft giggle hit his ears after the running sound. He continued to walk down the hall, the feeling that he wasn't really moving occurring to him when he could see a stairway in the distance that never got closer... but the sounds did as more sounds of running filled the air with the sound of giggling getting louder and louder.
"Now Dani, you know that your daddy loves you and your brothers," came the words from a familiar voice, the Goth's softly spoken words making the halfa smile for a moment, her next words killed that joy. "He loves his wife and wants to spend time with her too." Danny heard the child sniffle and growled. What the hell was going on?! Sam was his wife! He wouldn't marry anyone else!
"I don't like her," came a female's muffled voice, the sound of his daughter. She sounded rather irate for what he could only guess was a young child, not even in her double digits yet. "She makes mommy cry." Finally Danny stepped foot on the stairs, the voices growing silent as he hit the top stair.
"Sam!" he called out, feeling that she had been here, but not sure where she was now. "Dani!" he called out for his child this time, the girl appearing before him with a scowl. He blinked at the appearance of a mini-Sam, her amethyst gaze flickering to a bright green like his ghost form. Her raven hair was short, just past her shoulders and he pegged her for being at least five or six.
"Why are you here?" she asked, her eyes glittering with anger and hurt. Those same feelings had been in another pair of amethyst eyes.
"To be with my family," was his response, the girl not looking fazed at all by his words. "Where is your mother?"
"Why should I tell you?" she asked, her arms crossing as she tried to hold the angry look. He could see that she missed him, as if he really had been gone, but his children were not even born yet. "And we can hear all that goes on between you and mommy."
"Then you should know that we are working on it." She relaxed, a little, another shadow moving behind her.
"Mommy is still upset," came a boy's voice from the shadows. He stepped forward and Danny found himself looking at a mini version of himself. "She wants to believe."
"She is trying, Sam," came another boy's voice and Danny watched as another raven haired child emerged, this child with amethyst eyes like Sam.
"She's still hurt, Damien," Dani said. "She is fighting it." Another dark haired boy appeared, his eyes blue like his father's. He didn't get as close as his siblings, but the emotions in those blue eyes were so strong.
"We know that you are both trying and like mommy said, that no matter what you both love us." The other three looked shocked at his words.
"Sebastian!" Sam cried out, the Goth appearing behind them with a shocked look when she saw who they had been talking to. "Danny? What are you doing here?" The four kids looked at him, giving him the 'see' look. He approached, her eyes watching him with unease... but like his children had said there was another emotion there and for the life of him it looked like love.
"I came to be with my family, my only family." She opened her mouth to say something, but the halfa before her wasn't going to listen, his lips crashing onto hers at the same time as he pulled her roughly against him...**
Danny sat up, his blue eyes wide at the strange dream, his body reacting to that last bit of the dream. He turned to look at the woman still asleep at his side, a sigh of relief escaping him that she was still there. He knew that she had promised that she wouldn't run, but she had added a clause to that and there was no telling what could or would set her off... In a nutshell he couldn't trust her. He wanted to trust her, but she had run without a word, well without a word of truth. That dream was something else though and while he wanted to dissect it he knew that it was nothing more than his own worries... Though he wasn't worried about leaving Sam because he had been truthful when he had told her they had forever. He wanted forever and by her reaction to his words she wanted that too. It was weird though with the children having names such as those since he hadn't even thought of names for their unborn children. They only had a few more months left before they would be able to hold those children and there was just so much to be done!
Why hadn't he thought to look up the things that those children would need?! His mind was suddenly on overdrive, smoke coming from his ears, at the thought of his children and their needs. A groan alerted him to the fact that the woman next to him was stirring. He looked over at her, her gaze still in sleep even as her eyes opened and she stretched out next to him with another throaty groan when a bone popped. "You awake?" she asked, though it was obvious he was. She looked around and seemed to realize that they were in the house causing the small woman to try to sit up, a feat that seemed too much for her more bulky form. He assisted her, his hands on her shoulders to lift her into a sitting position, the Goth blushing as she scowled at his barely concealed smile.
"You think that's funny?" she asked, her brow rising as a wicked gleam appeared in her amethyst gaze. Before Danny could react the raven haired female had him down, her fingers poking his ribs, the halfa unable to fight back as he laughed, his laughter hearty. "Laugh at me, will you?" Maybe it was the fact that she had just had some of the best sleep with a dream that make her heart swell at the sight of her children... and Danny as her husband. She felt light and content, happy with the fact that she had woken to find Danny at her side. The fear that he would run from her was strong, the trust fragile, but seeing that he was still there made her question her own sour judgement. Then again, they were still just two people and when those children came into the world it would be just the two of them taking care of their babies. Would he stick around then? She pulled back from him and with an excuse of needing to use the restroom, headed for a door just a few feet from the mattress. The halfa had no words, he had felt the lightheartedness of the moment and had been enjoying the closeness that seemed to be creeping back into their relationship when suddenly she was back to pulling away.
He didn't understand, but decided to just push that to the side as he waited for her to get up only to hear the sound of the doorbell as it echoed around the empty house. Giving the door that the Goth had just disappeared into a quick glance before heading down to answer the door.
Sam waited until he left, sure that he would go and answer the door, before exiting the bathroom, her breath still heavy from her minor little anxiety attack. She needed to stop doing that! She would give him a chance, the image of her dream family giving her hope that they could really make it. It might be wishful thinking, but she wanted to try and claim that wish. Walking out into the hallway she noted over the small balcony of the hallway in connection to the front doorway, that the doorbell had been rung by the workmen with her furniture. Danny was nowhere to be seen, his voice barely audible outside the doorway as more men entered with boxes and others with furniture. It was really only a few things, like a couch, the TV as well as her bed. There were the art supplies being brought in with another worker bringing in a couple more boxes. Stepping back the Goth pulled out her phone, her voice soft as she talked with the person on the other end. A few minutes later found that same raven haired female heading down the stairs to find Danny already unloading the dishes, the halfa putting them in the dishwasher, his back to her.
She said nothing, just standing there and thinking about how natural the scene before her was. She could see the halfa around her, their house filled with little children that looked like him. The halfa turned around as he closed the door to the dishwasher, his eyes full of surprise to see her behind him, the scene a reversal from that morning when he had found her packing her home. Both of them flushed as the movers walked past with the couch, another one entering the house with more boxes. Smiling Sam walked away, heading for another room to unpack, the living room the room next to the kitchen.
A few hours later found the pair completely exhausted, well, the Goth was exhausted, her eyes drooping as she leaned back from her seat on the couch, while Danny was just worn out. He glanced over at her, his eyes taking in the tension in her body and without hesitation picked her up, the Goth squeaking as she reached out to grasp his biceps. She wanted to fight him on this, but her body was crying out for sleep, her energy depleted in such a short amount of time. She allowed him to take her upstairs thru the ceiling, the male holding her laying her on the bed before covering her up with the comforter from his bed since she wanted to wash the sheets to her bed later that day. Seemed she would be taking a forced break because of their children, so as soon as she was asleep, the halfa headed out to grab them some groceries as well as a few other things, the day still early.
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The halfa returned to the house about three hours later, the RV laden down with items that seemed to weigh down the back of the large vehicle, but the raven haired male that stepped out of the driver's seat was smiling with excitement. He began to unload the groceries first, moving to get the cold stuff into the large fridge that seemed to take up the corner of the light blue kitchen, the tiles a mixture of different shades of blue mixed with white. The walls were dark blue with a white trim that only encompassed three of the floor walls. Once that was done the halfa headed back out to take four boxes upstairs to a rather large space just next to where the Goth was sleeping. He made only two more trips, one large box with two boxes on top and then several bags taken in one trip into the house before he was done.
After calling in an order from a near-by pizzeria the halfa went into the kitchen, a space in the corner the perfect space to set up the table that had four holes on one side, the other side curving inward towards those same holes. He had been surprised to find such a neat bit of furniture just for multiple babies, but hadn't even hesitated in buying it, the color a deep brown color with a white rim to the four spaces. It had been the last one on the floor of the baby store, the colors perfect for the kitchen's own coloring. Heading back upstairs he began to work on the four cribs, the coloring of them black with little green ghouls, strangely this particular style of cribs, the coloring of the piece of furniture, only found in Amity since he was the hero of the town. He smiled as he sat back an hour later with the four cribs standing before him just as the sound of wood creaking alerted him to the fact that Sam was awake. The woman in question walked up behind him, the halfa turning to greet her when he saw the look on her face. It wasn't just surprise either, the Goth was shocked, but she loved the designs of the cribs and he could see that he chose wisely.
"How did you- I mean, did you-" she didn't know what to say, her vision blurring slightly as her hormones jacked up her emotions.
"You like them?" he asked, knowing by the look in her eyes that she did, but he wanted to hear her say it. She nodded.
"I love them!" she cried out grabbing the halfa into a hug, her small form just vibrating with happiness before pulling away to look closer at the new addition to the house. She had also thought of this room as the perfect nursery since it was the biggest and would befit their four children as they aged. She didn't need much space and there was even a room for Danny to stay, not that she hadn't told him of the sleeping arrangements, though the fact that she had slept better with him near her made her want to change those arrangements. "Thank you, Danny. It's perfect for them, well, once we paint the walls to match." The room was a cream color with yellow roses and baby's breath wallpaper lining the top of the walls. He smiled and pointed over to the corner where several paint buckets sat waiting. Sam chuckled. "Guess you are just sooooo prepared for anything." The doorbell rang at that moment, the halfa smiling as he told her that he had ordered some food. The Goth was shocked, but without a word followed him down to see what was for dinner.