These are drabbles for the fanfic 50 challenge on LiveJournal. 25 100 word drabbles, to cover 25 prompts. Here are the first 5, they follow on from each other. The rest will be stand-alones.

Dream

The smile on her face as she left the bathroom told him all he needed to know. She jumped into his arms, the smile covering her face now rubbing off on him. He held her close to him, the happiness seeming to feel the room.

He suddenly felt alive. His life was perfect, and was about to get better.

"You're going to be a daddy Danny, we're going to have a little girl or a little boy."

The words he had longed to hear for so long.

A dream come true, and he would love every second of it.

Kick

He started to stir from his sleep. Feeling the hand on his shoulder, shaking him. Blurry eyed he turned to the culprit.

"You woke me." He managed to say through a yawn before slowly sitting up, rubbing his eyes gently to clear his vision. As his eyes began to focus he could see the grin on Elena's face.

"He kicked Danny, he's kicking." She replied excitedly, taking his hand and moving it gently onto her bump.

Soon they were sharing the same grin. Proud parents who would remember this night forever. The first time they felt him kick.

Fight

Danny sat, his hand clutching the glass of whiskey, almost crushing the glass beneath his finger tips.

14 years he had gone. Yet, he still found himself here, fighting off his demons. The demons of his past. He knew he would never escape them. It was a part of him now.

He glanced down at the glass, the drink taunting him. He wanted to drink it, and more.

But it wasn't just about him anymore. He was someone's husband, soon to be someone's father.

So he chose to once more fight the urges. For her, for them, he had to.

Stutter

Danny sat outside of the operating theatre. It had been almost an hour since Elena had been rushed in after she had got blinding pains in her stomach. He knew something wasn't right. He could feel it, as odd as he knew it sounded.

He felt himself in a trance, the doctor in front of him. He hadn't been listening, until...

"I'm afraid I have some bad news," the doctor spoke, his face grim, "your wife the lost the baby."

"No... she can-can't of..." Danny managed to stutter, tears making tracks down his face. "My baby..."

Nothing

Three months.

Three months ago Danny had it all. The love of his life was expecting their first child. Everything was perfect. He had never been happier.

Then one cruel night, it was all stripped away from him. They lost the baby, his baby.

Their relationship couldn't survive it. He hadn't managed to sort things out yet. He could always cheer her up, but this time he just didnt have the energy. He was just a hollow shell of what he used to be.

Now, he was losing his Elena.

Suddenly, he was left with nothing... all in three months.