Author's note: okey dokey. I got so many good reviews on "a different kind of butterflies." they were so amazing so right now I just wanna take the time to say thank you for everyone that has reviewed. I am super duper self conscious about my writing and wont let anyone read it so putting it on the net was a big step for me and thank you for being nice. All those reviews mean the world. This is the sequel to "a different kind of butterflies" Still in Eli's POV. Enjoy(:

I sat on the couch, staring at the clock above the T.V. I could hear the music coming from Danny's room upstairs. It wasn't too loud, but I was downstairs. It would be louder upstairs. The digital numbers on the clock tolled by slowly as I waited for my daughter to come home from her date.

With Joshua Guthrie.

That's right, KC Guthrie's son. It made me sick, the thought of my little girl being on a date with that loser's son. At least he stayed with the chick he knocked up this time. I sighed.

Danny was seventeen years old now. Clare, Danny and I only lived with my parents for about a year before we found a house. Clare's parents and my parents help us buy it and now we were still living in it. Danny had grown up to look exactly like me. It was almost scary. He didn't have my personality, though. More like Clare's. He was a good kid. Didn't get into trouble, respected his girlfriend, never stayed out late. My wishes came true and he was nothing like me-personality wise.

He still had my bright green eyes and the Goldsworthy smirk. He grew up short and lean like me. His hair color-light shaggy brown-hung just above his eyes. Danny and I were close and I liked that. He came to me with his problem, happiness, anger, pretty much everything. The first night he had sex with his girlfriend, he came to me to talk about how much he loved her. I knew Clare wasn't jealous. After all, she was closer to our daughter then I was…

Brooke was fifteen. She looked exactly like her mother. I liked that. Danny looked exactly like me, Brooke looked exactly like Clare. We both got what we wanted. Clare got the eyes and smirk on Danny, and I got the eyes on Brooke.

Brooke wasn't planned, either. Danny was only two and he was finally learning how to sleep in his own bed. This time with Clare, though, was different. I was too caught up in the moment. I remember every detail of that night, but my mind wasn't there. I don't know how it started or when it ended, but I remember I didn't even use a condom. It was like I was fourteen all over again and just learning about girls.

I knew it was stupid not to use a condom. We were already teen parents, but something took over me that night and I couldn't help it. I didn't control anything that night.

And then Brooke was born. I was too happy to have a daughter. Ecstatic. Clare and I didn't care that we were still teenagers. With two children. We were doing great on our own, and now we each got what we wanted.

Danny and Brooke were close as brother and sisters could get. Danny was a little too overprotective-another thing he got from me-and Brooke didn't understand yet. Brooke told Danny everything, and vice-versa. Sometimes, Clare thinks they were plotting against us, but I was just happy they are close.

I glanced at the clock. It was nine-thirty. Brooke's curfew was ten on school nights, so she better be on her way home. I looked at the phone.

No, Eli, you promised you wouldn't call her unless she was late.

Maybe it me being a dad or maybe it's because she was on a date with a Guthrie, but I just wanted her to be home. Clare was out at a church gathering and Danny had just driven his girlfriend, Lauren, home. I sighed. Nine-thirty three.

The music from upstairs shut off for a second, then turned to a different song. Another thing Danny got from me, was music. Dead Head rang through the house and I nodded along with the beat.

Brooke came running through the door, her eyes filled with tears. I launched myself off the couch and tried to grab her before she reached the stairs.

I hooked my hand on her elbow and she pushed me away. "Get away from me! I hate you!"

The words didn't hurt me. She was a teenage girl-she said things she didn't mean all the time. It wasn't the first time she told me she hated me, but I knew she wasn't serious.

So I ignored her, and pulled her into my arms. She eventually gave up and started bawling against my shoulder.

"Oh, daddy," she cried. "I liked him so much and he broke my heart,"

"Did he hurt you?" I asked, concerned. I wasn't afraid to kill this boy. Danny came downstairs and looked at me holding a crying Brooke.

"Yes!" she wailed and shoved away from me. "He broke my heart!"

"Brooke, c'mere," Danny said.

She ran to Danny and he caught her in his arms. He said nothing, just held her while she cried. I looked at her arms and shoulders, trying to see if they were bruised.

"Come on, Brooke, let's go sit on the porch swing and talk like we did when you were little," Danny let her go and took her hand. She nodded and they walked out the front door.

I know I shouldn't have eavesdropped, but I was curious. This was my daughter. I know she'd never tell me the truth and Danny would lie to protect her secrets. I sat on the loveseat under the window and listened to them talk.

"Brooke, what happened?"

Brooke stopped crying and explained to Danny what happened. "Well, we were in his car and we were kissing and he…well, he tried to go further than kissing and I stopped him. He told me he loved me and I said I loved him, too, so we started kissing again. But then he tried to go further again and I told him to stop. Then he told me to get out of the car and that he never wanted to see me again. He said I was a tease,"

I clenched my teeth. Just like his father. I swear, I was going to punch KC in his mouth.

"I'm proud of you Brooke, you know that, right? I know it sucks, but he's a jerk. He wasn't worth you. You're gonna find someone someday that makes Josh look like nothing. But I am so proud of you for not lowering yourself and going further,"

I smiled. Danny was a great big brother.

"I know. Thanks, Danny. You were right,"

"I usually am," There's the Goldsworthy sarcasm. "But about what this time?"

"Josh. You told me he was jerk, but I didn't believe you. I'm sorry,"

"It's okay," Danny sighed. "And tomorrow at school, I think I have to kick his ass,"

I smiled and stopped myself from laughing. Danny was more like me than I thought.

"No, Danny, don't do that," And there's Clare coming through Brooke.

"Nobody hurts my sister and gets away with it,"

"Danny, stop being the protective older brother. Don't fight him. He's not worth it,"

"Josh Guthrie just made you cry. I don't care what he's worth, I'm beating him up tomorrow,"

That's my boy. I smiled bigger.

"Danny, can I ask you something?" Brooke asked, shyly.

"Go for it,"

"Do you love Lauren?"

"I do. I really, really do. I've known since I met her. You know that will happen to you, too, right? It happens to all Goldsworthy's. Grandpa, dad, me. It'll happen to you, too,"

"What will?"

"Meeting the one. You just know, Brooke. Like when I met Lauren, I nearly ran her over in the school parking lot. I hit her bike as she was locking it up. Now that's embarrassing. But I looked into her eyes and I just knew,"

Danny's meeting with his girl was a lot worse then mine and Clare's and laughed silently, remembering when he came home and told me he'd met the girl he's been looking for.

"Do you think you're gonna marry Lauren?" Brooke asked.

"I do. I don't wanna wait till she's eighteen and we're out of high school, but I might have to. I'm not sure. I don't wanna get married, though, because she gets pregnant. That's happens to the Goldsworthy's, too," he laughed.

"So…don't have sex?"

"Uh, too late, Brooke,"

"Gross,"

"What? She's on the pill and I use a condom. It's love, Brookey," she said, using the nickname he gave her.

"I don't need to hear this,"

"You remember when you slept over at Monica's last weekend and mom and dad were out at dinner. We did it…in your bed,"

"Daniel!" I heard her smack his shoulder and they both laughed.

"I'm kidding, Brooke, but I do love her. There's nothing wrong with that. Just wait till your in love. Real love,"

Brooke sighed. "How will I know?"

"You'll feel it in your heart. You'll just…hmm…you wont be able to stop thinking of them. And you'll do things without thinking, and you'll look at them everyday and just think the word forever,"

I smiled again. I had the same thing with Clare and I knew Danny had that with Lauren.

"You really love her, don't you?" Brooke wondered.

"Yes. With all my heart,"

I heard Brooke stand off the porch swing. "I'm gonna go to bed. Thanks, Danny. I love you,"

She came through the front door and walked over to me. I looked up at her and she sat down on the loveseat. Her arms flung around my neck and she buried her face in my neck. "I love you, daddy," she whispered.

I held her in my arms. "I love you, too, Brooke. Goodnight,"

I kissed her on the cheek and she walked upstairs. Danny came through the door. "Okay, you can stop listening to our conversation now, dad. You think I eavesdrop on you and mom? God no, so butt out of me and my sisters conversation," he joked.

"Sorry, but I need to know what happened. And I just wanna say, I give you my permission to beat up Josh tomorrow,"

He smiled and walked upstairs.

Author's note: so Danny and Brooke. They have two children. I wanted to make Danny and Brook really close because if I had an older brother(which I want more than anything) I would be super close to him. I hope you like the first chapter and if I get ten reviews by tomorrow I'll post the next one. Thank you guys so much!