This is a Danny's children fic, with a twist, Valerie is Danny's wife, not Sam, like is the norm for these type of stories. If you don't like the pairing, no one's asking you to read it, so don't give me grief about it. Warning, family bonding fluff in this chapter.

Disclaimer: I only own the plot and some of the characters, the ones you don't know.

J.Fenton

Danny looked at his little girl. She was as beautiful as her mother. He handed the child to his wife. She grinned down at the newborn. "What do you think, Danny? Should we name her after your mother?" Danny laughed.

"Don't you think that would cause a little confusion?" His wife smiled.

"Not if it's her middle name." She sighed, "We should have done this before she was born."Danny kneeled down to put his arm around her.

"We will with the next child we have, okay?" She laughed.

She just finished teasing him when Danny's parents came in. "Where is he?" Jack asked. "Where's our little grandson?" Danny blushed and slapped his head. Even at the age of twenty, Danny's parents still managed to embarrass him.It felt to Danny like he had told his dad that their child was going to be a girl fifty times.

"Dad, she is with her mom." he corrected.

Maddie asked, "What's her name?" The young couple looked at each other. "Don't tell me she doesn't have a name."

The new mother spoke,"Fine, we won't tell you." Danny beamed at his wife, she was one of the toughest people he knew.

"I know!" exclaimed Jack. Everyone in the room shifted uncomfortably, having a bad feeling about what Jack was about to suggest."How about Jackie Fenton?" The infant's parents scowled.

"I don't think so." said Valerie. Jack pouted.

"You don't want to name her after her grandfather?"

"No," the parents admitted together. Maddie knelt beside her son to admire the new arrival.

"She is precious." Her granddaughter looked up at her. She had an unusual color of eyes for a newborn.They wereemerald green."And her eyes are like little gems."Danny thought for a moment.

"Honey? How would you like Jade as her name?"

Jade Madeline Fenton woke up to the sound of her brother, Zac blasting a trumpet in her ear. "Do you have to blow that thing so hard?" she asked. He stuck his tongue out of her and ran off. 'Oh so mature,' Jade thought.

Jade drifted out of bed and plodded to the kitchen where she saw her parents smooching. "Ew," she said. Her parents stopped and surveyed her.

"Jade," her mom begged, "Do you have to wear your pajamas to the breakfast table? And why do you always must you always have to hang out with those jocks at school? They shove kids into lockers you know."

Jade's dad defended her. "Val, remember how much being popular meant to you when you where her age?"

"Danny!" Valerie protested, smiling. The two lovers went back to their kiss.

Jade sat down. Her parents were so gross! She glanced at her hand, which she had rested on the table, and got a shock. It was no longer resting on the table, it was in the table! Her parents had noticed. Her mom was looking at her strangely, and her dad was lost in thought.

"Jade," Valerie asked. "Are you okay?"

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