A/N: Darkwing Duck and all related characters are not mine. But please enjoy the story!

OPEN ARMS

by Constanze

"So now I come to you, with open arms,

with nothing to hide, believe what I say

So here I am, with open arms,

Hoping you'll see, what your love means to me..."

Journey, "Open Arms"

Darkwing Duck watched as his daughter Gosalyn rolled over on the couch. It had been a few hours since Gosalyn, Darkwing, and Launchpad returned from the Tower, and he didn't feel like carrying her up to her room. Launchpad was already asleep in one of the arm chairs. Darkwing chuckled as he listened to both of the snore. He ruffled his daughter's hair before slowly walking up the stairs.

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Darkwing walked into his bedroom, removing his hat as he did so. He changed quickly into his Drake Mallard clothes, and hopped into bed. He wasn't there too long before he heard a strange noise from the living room. He quickly threw on a robe and ran downstairs. He came to the bottom step and looked around. Nothing. He seached the living room. Except for Gosalyn and Launchpad, nothing. He checked the kitchen and the hall. Nothing. When he turned around to retreat upstairs, he saw what had been making all of the noises. A tall figure stood before him. He backed up and reached for the light. Once the room was luminous, he finally saw the figure. Morgana McCawber was staring at him through her beautiful green eyes. She smiled at the sight of him.

"Uh...hello Dark."

"What are you doing here? And so late?" Drake had to ask since she didn't even knock on the door.

"I-I had to talk to you. I didn't think you would mind-"

"Well I do, so goodnight." he began to rush her out the door.

"Dark," she tried to fight him off "Dark please let me explain-"

"Oh, you've done enough of that. Seeing you with some one as sinister as Negaduck explains it all." He shoved her out the door and slammed it, locking as he did so. He then walked over to the other arm chair and sat down. He thought about what had happened from the beggining of last week to now.

Morgana and Drake (or Darkwing) had been dating for quite some time. One night, after patrolling with Launchpad he decided to stop by and give Morgana a little vist, only walking in to find her kissing Negaduck, the most sinister criminal in St. Canard. It broke his heart. Since that night Morgana had been intruding into his house, trying to beg forgivness. Drake, nor Darkwing would allow it. After all, maybe he was right. People never really change...

Drake broke his thoughts and went back up the stairs. As he did, he took one last look at his sidekick and his daughter before turnin the corner to his bedroom.

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It was around noon when Drake managed to crawl out of bed and fix himself a cup of coffee. He fixed up his coffee machine and got everything going. Launchpad walked in, still rubbing sleep from his eyes and sat down, not noticing Drake. He grabbed an orange from the centerpiece and began to peel it. He yawned and started again.

"When did you wake up?" Drake asked, grabbing his coffee mug off of the counter. Launchpad jumped.

"How long have you been in here?" he asked in a wild panic.

"Longer than you have." he observed Launchpad slowly. "Is Gosalyn awake?"

"Not that I know of."

"OK." He poured his coffee and sat across from Launchpad. "You sleep well?"

Launchpad yawned. "Not as well as I could of."

"Oh? And why's that?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe because we've been working late on all of these cases, and it's hard enough to keep Gosalyn out of trouble." Drake laughed.

"I know, I know. But she's just a kid! And stuff like that tends to excite her!"

"Yeah, but couldn't we just leave her at the tower?"

Drake sighed. "I don't know, I mean, with Morgana around..." he stopped and looked down.

"Ah DW. You're going to be fine. I know how it feels to lose some one close to you. Remember that one time we went on vacation?"

"Oh, the Queen of the Galaxy?"

Launchpad sighed. "Yeah. It's just one of those things you'll learn to get over."

"I suppose you're right. But doesn't really crush you when it's your evil double?"

Launchpad's expression dropped. "Well why don't I make some eggs?"

"OK."

"Eggs? Sounds good to me." came a voice from the living room.

"Gosalyn?" Drake asked, sipping his coffee.

"No dad, it's Santa Clause. Who do you think it is?" Gosalyn said as she walked in.

"And when did you wake up?" Drake asked as she sat at the table.

"Couple of minutes ago. What was I doing on the couch?"

"Last night when I brought you home you fell asleep there." Launchpad recalled.

"Yeah. I had to stop early because you passed out in the sidecar." Drake laughed.

"Ha ha dad. Well you try being nine and have to be drug around all the time."

"Hey! If Mor-" Drake stopped. Gosalyn didn't know that they broke up.

"What?" Gosalyn said.

"Nothing. Let me make some eggs." Drake pulled out a pan and some eggs and began cooking.

"Gee dad these are some good eggs!" Gosalyn said with a mouthful of eggs.

"Yeah DW! These are great!" Launchpad said.

"Thanks guys. And Launchpad, what have I told you about calling me DW at home?" Drake said, waving a fork in Launchpad's direction. "What if someone heard you?"

"Sorry, 'Drake'." Launchpad said coldly. He finished the last bit of eggs on his plate and grabbed another orange from the fruit bowl. "So, what are we going to do today?"

"I don't know Launchpad." Drake said, looking around.

"Oh dad, can I have a few bucks?" Gosalyn said suddenly.

"Why?"

"Honker and I were going to go to the video store. They've got a new game out." She put her plate in the sink. Drake walked upstairs. He came back down and handed Gosalyn a ten.

"That should tide you over." He said while placing it in her hand.

"Thanks, Dad!" Gosalyn exclaimed. "I'm going to Honker's now!" She ran out the door.

"What a kid..." Drake said quietly.

"Yeah," Laucnhpad said. "She's one of a kind."

"I just hope that she doesn't find out about Morgana and m-"

In the middle of what Drake was saying the door slammed open. A duck walked through, draping is cape, hiding his identity.

"Can I help you?" Drake asked, annoyed.

"You can help, by dropping dead." Negaduck said before pulling out a gun. Drake pushed Launchpad a ducked. Everything went dark.

End of Chapter one.

Hehehe! Did you like that? Did ya? Did ya? Well, this being my second story on this thing I'd say I'm doing a pretty good job. Those of you who have read "A World Apart" I plan to update soon!