sammansonrepilica, welcome back. I hope that you enjoy this one. Thanks for adding it to your alerts. Yeah, I hope that it comes out well. Kind of put it out on spur of the moment.
NoOne's Twilight, nope. Valerie isn't married to Danny. That doesn't work for me. I see her as more of Tucker female since he needs to be put in his place. Thanks for adding it to your alerts as well.
Days went by and Sam continued on with her regular routine and that included ignoring her mother's calls. Sitting down to her computer she noticed that it had been at least a few weeks since her visit to the fertility clinic so making a note on her papers laying next to her she turned back to the screen and began working on her music, the beat vibrating under her and around her. She loved working on music and had no need for a job at this point with her weekly allowance through her trust that he grandmother had set up for her years ago. It also helped that her family was rich and allowed her to do what she wanted even if they really didn't want her to do what she did.
Ring...Ring...
Sighing Sam resumed her work as the phone rang again, but this time there was no voice on the other end, no, this time the person hung up. The Gothic girl smiled as she continued, her voice now blending in with the beat. Around her there were posters of her work and pictures that intermingled with them of her as a child, her parents as well as ones of Tucker and Danny. Tucker still sent her pictures of him and Valerie, the popular girl turned girlfriend and now wife. They had just had their first kid and were already expecting another in a few short months. She was happy for them.
"Something so dark. Something so dark inside of me." Music continued as she tapped her foot to time herself. "There is something so dark inside of me, the bleakness sliding in and seeping into my heart." As she continued to sing, the music making her relax as she moved to the song. Suddenly a knock sounded in the large home, but Sam couldn't hear it as she continued to sing. "Where were you when I needed your chill, when I needed your strength?"
"You need to answer your phone," a male voice said to her right making Sam fall back, the chair sliding out from under her. Before she hit the ground she felt arms falling around her and she looked up into a pair of cerulean orbs. "Sorry." Danny helped her back up before setting the chair upright.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" she practically cried in frustration. Hitting a button on the computer the music died leaving the pair in silence. Danny's hand fell behind his head as he chuckled.
"Funny thing, um, your mother called me and sent me out here." The raven haired woman's mouth fell open in shock. "Yeah. She was getting a little worried since you weren't answering your phone." Shaking her head she sat back down, but this time she turned to him as he stood before her. He looked good, his slender form had filled out more now that he had grown older and his hair was longer, the raven locks falling over one of his eyes as he stared at her. "Well, I can see that you are fine so I guess I can let her know..." he faded off as if he were a little uneasy, like there was something else on his mind.
"Yeah, that sounds about right," she said, the awkwardness of their relationship falling around them like a blanket. "Why you though?" He shrugged. He didn't know why either since her parents hated him with a passion, not even the fact that he was a hero seemed to deter their hate for him and his family. Danny just stood there and finally she asked, "What is wrong? I can tell that you want to say something to me, but you seem unsure of something."
"Well, this explains a lot, but why don't you call me anymore? Hell, Sam you haven't talked to me in years." She looked up at him as he moved toward her, his eyes sad as he continued. "We used to talk and hang out and then all of a sudden you seemed to drop off the face of the Earth."
"I moved and after that I started doing my own thing. You had a lot going on with your marriage and work so I figured between the two of us we had busy enough lives..." she faded off when he looked at her funny, the look one of disbelief as if he knew she was lying and she had a feeling that he did know. Danny knew her better than anyone and vis versa since they had been friends for forever. No one understood how she felt more than him because both of them had been outcasts most of their life, not fitting in with their families and not with the others at school. The sun was still rising in the distance as noon grew closer and Sam felt it as her stomach clenched with hunger pains.
"I call shenanigans on you for that one," he said softly. "I think that you have been avoiding me for some reason." Suddenly he looked over as if something had caught his eye and she watched as his eyes grew wide before he reached out to grasp at the papers laying on her desk. She wouldn't have worried so much if she hadn't just realized what she had written on that particular sheet. As her face went red she reached for it. "Sam?" he asked as he looked to her, the sheet in her hands now as she thrust it behind her back. "Are you pregnant?"
"I don't know yet," she muttered as she stared at the floor. Looking back up at him she missed the look that flickered in his cerulean orbs. "I haven't taken a test yet or anything."
"Are you feeling sick or something? Is that why you need to a test?" Sam shrugged noncommittally. "What is that supposed to mean?" the halfa questioned getting a little frustrated with his Gothic friend. "Sam, why would you need a test? Either you think you are because something happened or yo-"
Suddenly his eyes grew huge and Sam had a bad feeling that he knew what she had done so she quickly intervened with, "So, won't Paulina be upset with you being gone?" That seemed to stop him rather quickly, but the look that replaced the other one wasn't any better so she continued, "Or is she on another modelling trip?" That seemed to make it worse as he shook his head. There was something wrong with her friend and she wasn't sure what it was, but she would find out soon when he really needed to talk.
"She is on a trip, but not a modelling one at this moment, not sure where she is exactly and can't say that I really care. Paulina and I are divorced." Sam's face revealed all the shock she felt at that statement. "Yeah, I know. I think that everyone was waiting for the shoe to drop on that one."
"What happened?" He shook his head, his raven hair shifting over his face as he turned from her. "Danny?" She was growing concerned. He had seemed to love Paulina with all his being. He went out of his way to make her happy even when Sam had seen it crush him on plenty of accounts. She wanted too much and never gave enough back, but he had dated her during high school and then had decided he loved her enough to marry her so what could have torn the couple apart. She was sure it had been Paulina, but if she said that he might get upset and she could see that was the last thing that he needed to do right now.
"I don't really want to talk about and if I remember correctly we were talking about the fact that you had artificial insemination done." The dark haired girl frowned.
"We weren't talking about that, you just happen to see a note that I made and started probing."
"Come on, Sam. Why won't you tell me what is going on?" Sam stood up, her eyes flashing.
"For the same reason that you won't talk about Paulina I'm sure." Sighing she walked past him and down the stairs to the first floor with the halfa following her. "If you must pester me I just want a kid, okay? Simple as that." Danny walked up behind her as she headed for the kitchen. He had never been in this house, in fact if her mother hadn't called him then he was sure he would have never stepped foot in this house.
"It's not that simple," the male stated. "I know that the flour baby thing several years ago brought out this maternal instinct that you said you didn't have, but shouldn't you get married first?" Sam turned on him at the same time that she was opening the refrigerator door to get him something to drink since she knew he wouldn't be leaving until he had all the answers.
That was the problem with having a half ghost as a friend. No real privacy.
"It is that simple and as for the having a husband, why?" She pulled out the vegetable juice and some soda for him before heading for the cabinet to get glasses. "I have no need for a male when there are men out there that sell that chance to the highest bidder. I could have child of my choosing and raise him or her the way that I want without having to worry about some man dictating everything."
"Not everyone is like your father," Danny said. Sam nodded.
"I know that, but I am different and guys just don't do different. They want the girls that are perky, slender and meek. I can't be any of those so I decided to move on and have a child that way too." Looking up at the clock she put the drinks away before going back to get the actual drinks. Handing him his she continued, "Look, there aren't many guys like you that can handle Goth chicks and our crazy moods." She smiled at him. "But don't worry because you know me and you know that I can do anything that I put my mind to."
"Well, I guess that I have done what I came to do and will be on my way." Sam nodded.
"Let me walk you out since I was going to go out before it got too hot." Danny pulled out before Sam and was gone before she headed down the street, her boots clomping on the soft ground. The small town that she had moved to wasn't too far from Amity, but far enough that she never had to worry about running into people she knew. The people here were nice and most of them left her alone which is what she wanted. She walked into the neighborhood pharmacy.
"Hey, Samantha," an elderly male behind the counter called out. He was in his late seventies with his slender form still standing tall and still sporting a full head of salt and pepper hair. He wore a white apron over the tan slacks she knew he wore behind the counter. Today he wore a light blue collared shirt.
"Hi, Mr. Spear. How is everything today?"
"Fine, what are you in here today? More art supplies?" The Goth shook her head as she headed for the counter, the old counter scratched and worn like most of the town.
"Need a test today," she said as her cheeks flushed. The man behind the counter nodded as if handing an unmarried, yet to see with any man, woman were as natural as breathing. Taking her money and handing the change along with the bag back he waved her off. Sam headed back out and heading back home she pondered about the fact that Danny had showed up at that particular moment. Her mother had never once sent someone to check on her so why now? Shaking her head she walked up to her house. "Forget about it," she told herself before letting herself into her home.
Negative.
She wasn't pregnant. That meant that she would have to go back to that clinic. She didn't like going there, but knew that was the only way save for hunting out a man and having sex. The only experience she had with sex was when she hit eighteen and that one had not been something she had ever wanted to repeat. The guy had been nice enough and they had dated for a few months but when it came time to do it... Well it had been painful and he had been quick. She had been told that it would be like that, but she had also read that if the guy did it right it wouldn't be as bad as it had been for her or it could be something wrong with her because he had seemed to enjoy it well enough.
Shaking her head at the memory she frowned. That was the last thing she wanted to do at that point. Sex just wasn't her thing. Looking down at the stick in her hand, the blue line telling her that there was no baby on the way she grew upset. Sighing she threw it in the bathroom trash, the sound of it hitting the bottom of the black canister. As she was heading back into the main room the phone began to ring, the sound grating on her nerves at this point so rushing over to it she snatched it up.
"Okay, mother, I have answered the phone and before you ask I don't want to date any of those so called men you have lined up!" Silence. That must have shocked the older woman.
"Oookayyy, now I can see why you won't answer her calls." Sam turned beet red when she realized what she had just told the person, who was not her mother, on the other end of the phone.
"Shit," she muttered. "Sorry, I didn't mean to tell you that." Smacking her face she sat down at the kitchen table as she took up her drink from before, Danny's still on the counter empty.
"Yeah, I can tell." Silence. "Um, how did it turn out?" Amethyst orbs blinked in confusion before she realized that he was talking about the test.
"Negative," she said, her tone flat. "Guess that means another visit to the clinic." Might as well tell since he knew already. She really wasn't all that excited about going back to the clinic. They had given her fertility drugs to ensure that she would have a higher chance of getting pregnant and it hadn't worked very well this first time.
"What if you don't do that," he stated. It obviously wasn't a question so she glared at the phone going back to the fact that he had mentioned needing a husband before having a child.
"We just had this talk," she stated in a clipped tone, but his next words stopped her in her tracks.
"No, I mean..." Silence. "Why not me?"