AN: Hey everyone! I decided to add my writing into the one-shot challenge xXxThe Phantom's RosexXxmade. I hope you guys like it! Please review.
Disclaimer: I own Life with Derek just as much as I own the Jonas Brother… if that says anything.
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10 ONE-SHOT CHALLENGE
Bad Dream
A cry in the middle of the night woke me up from my sleep. I couldn't help but groan. I knew it was my turn to check on the baby.
"Derek honey, it's your turn." I heard my beloved wife say quietly. I guess she had woken up too.
"I'm on it." I flipped around and slowly stood up from the bed. I walked out the door, took a left, walked down the hallway, and into a colorfully painted nursery. Actually, you couldn't see the color now since the lights were off, but I remember picking out the paint for the room 3 months before the baby was born. There were so many pastel colors to choose from, I thought I was going to go crazy. Luckily, my wife understood and told me to pick out the paint brushes and rollers why she picked the colors.
I looked into the baby crib and there lay a crying Samantha, my 2 month old daughter. It may seem a little weird, but I feel like I can connect to her so much. I mean, I can talk to her about anything, and she just sits there and listens. Not only that, but I feel like I can understand what she's thinking… or feeling. I guess it's that amazing father-daughter connection.
I picked up Samantha gently and laid her head in the nook of my arm and sat down in the rocking chair placed in the corner of the room. She was still crying.
"What's wrong Sammy? Do I need to change your diaper?" I took a slight peek into her diaper (like any good father would) and saw that it was not the problem.
"Are you hungry, Sam? Are you thirsty?" She kept crying so I quickly walked down to the kitchen to heat up a bottle of formula. I settled on the couch in the living room to start feeding her. I stuck the bottle near her lips but that did no good. She didn't even try to take a sip. And even worse, she was crying louder than ever.
I had run out of options, so I started to gently rock her back and forth and started whispering soothing words to Sam.
"Did you have a bad dream Sammy?" She quieted down a bit. Maybe it was working. "Don't worry baby. It was just a bad dream. I'm here to protect you. Nothing's going to happen to you. The monsters aren't going to attack you, and the ghosts won't haunt you, and you won't have to worry about any boy troubles for at least another 30 years." She stared her beautiful blue eyes at me intently. She got those eyes from her mother for sure. "Okay, okay. 20 years."
I had to keep talking. She was starting to whine again. "Did I ever tell you about who you're named after, Samantha? You're named after my best friend. There's a reason for that." She calmed down a little more, as if wanting to hear my story.
"Well, the day before you were born, I had to go to an important director's meeting in Toronto, and I promised your mommy I'd be back in 2 days. But while I was in the meeting, I got news that your mommy was giving birth to you and I was missing it! So, I took a cab and rushed back to London. Do you know who drove your mommy to the hospital in time? It was your Uncle Sam. If he wasn't there, who knows where you would've been born."
By now, Samantha had stopped crying totally. Actually she was smiling now. "So, when you were born, your mommy and I both decided to name you after him. He was very honored." Sammy clapped her hands together, signaling that she loved the story. Derek smiled down at his daughter, as she yawned and fluttered her eyes closed.
Derek sat there admiring the beauty that was a perfect mixture of him and his wife. Then he picked himself up off the couch and tip toed back to the nursery to drop off Samantha. He kissed her on the forehead.
"Goodnight baby."
He walked back to his own bedroom and slowly laid his body down on the bed to avoid waking up his wife. But that idea was soon shattered.
"Derek, was Sam okay?" He heard his wife say groggily.
"Yeah, don't worry Casey. She just had a bad dream."
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