Chapter 3:
Danny POV-
"So, we've got some time before Tucker shows up. Maybe we should talk about what we're going to do…you know, now that we know," I suggested.
"I'm not having an abortion. Ever. I don't like when people kill animals for meat, but at least that serves a purpose, abortion kills an innocent baby and I don't want to be the one responsible for that," Sam raised her voice.
"I know, we won't. It's okay," I assured her, and her shoulders relaxed. To be honest, I wasn't in favor of an abortion either, I mean, I didn't want to kill the baby, but also, I deal with ghosts all day. I would hate for one of those ghosts to be the baby we aborted.
"My parents are going to disown me," Sam muttered sadly, folding her leg up beside her, looking down at her now-empty box of Raisinettes and picking up the bag of Veggie Straws.
"No, they won't," I tried to convince her, but she merely shook her head.
"No Danny, they will," she said with utter certainly and turned her violet gaze on me.
"Then you can come stay with me," I told her, "My parents love you, and my mom has always wanted grandkids so…I don't think that they'll disown me," I told her, but the more I thought about it, the less that I was certain myself. I mean, I have feared for years that they would disown me or kill me if they knew who I really am…would they have the same reaction to me getting Sam pregnant.
"But what if they do?" she asked.
"Then…then we'll live in a hotel. I'm not going to let you do this on your own," I told her.
She smiled at me.
"I'm just wondering what they're reaction is going to be when they find out that Danny Phantom got someone pregnant. I can see it now 'We cannot allow this vigilante to violate the women of this town. And any half-ghost monstrosities he has must be disposed of. We don't know anything about them and they could easily be a danger to this town even if they are children,'" I imitated my mom and Sam laughed.
"Wow, you nailed her voice," she laughed, "But come on Danny, your mom isn't heartless, she wouldn't destroy babies just because they're half ghost."
"No. Maybe not. But she might have them exiled to the ghost zone," I argued. Sam said nothing, which meant that she knew it was a strong possibility.
"Are you considering adoption?" I wondered. Sam paused.
"I don't know…maybe, but what if our baby gets your powers, which something tells me it does, just judging by the amount of ectoplasm still in the school toilet. I don't think anyone else would be able to handle that. Plus…I don't really want to give up my baby," Sam told me.
I hadn't even considered that the baby might have inherited ghost powers, but now it definitely made sense, which meant that being parents would be even harder than we thought. And, since the baby will not be able to control its powers, it might expose my secret.
"Alright, no abortion, no adoption, so that means we're going to keep it, and we'll stay at my house…if my parents don't disown me. And then my parents will be able to watch the baby, so we can still go to school…" I mused out loud.
"Wow, you're put a lot of thought into this," Sam noticed, sounding pleasantly surprised.
"Hmm…I guess I have," I said thoughtfully.
"What about names?" Sam asked.
"Names?" I repeated.
"Yeah, what would you name it?" she reiterated.
"Umm…I don't know…do you have anything you would want to name it?" I asked her. She nodded and pulled a notebook out of the drawer in her nightstand; she flipped to a page, ripped out a sheet of paper and then handed it to me.
It was a list of each name she liked best for each letter of the alphabet. One list for boys and one for girls.
Girls:
A. Addison
B. Bridget
C. Cadence
D. Dakota
E. Elizabeth
F. Faith
G. Gwen
H. Harley
I. Iris
J. Jeanette
K. Koda
L. Luna
M. Maya
N. Natalie
O. Olivia
P. Piper
Q. Quinn
R. Riley
S. Serena
T. Terra
U. n/a
V. Victoria
W. Wren
X. n/a
Y. n/a
Z. Zoey
Boys:
A. Andy
B. Bryce
C. Carter
D. Derek
E. Eli
F. Fredrick
G. Grayson
H. Hunter
I. Isaac
J. Jackson
K. Kyle
L. Liam
M. Mason
N. Noah
O. Oliver
P. Pierce
Q. Quinton
R. Russell
S. Sawyer
T. Trevor
U. n/a
V. Vance
W. William
X. Xavier
Y. n/a
Z. Zane
"Wow, this is a thorough list," I swallowed.
"Why don't you think about it, we've got nine months," she chuckled.
I folded up the paper and stuck it in my back pocket.
"It's 4:21, that means Tucker should be here—" Sam started.
Ding dong.
"Right now," she finished. I heard the thud of his sneakers against the stairs as he came up to Sam's room.
He barged in, hitting the door against the wall in the process.
"Hey, careful with my house!" Sam scolded.
"Sorry, it's just all I've been hearing for an hour is 'Phantom bought pregnancy tests,' I just want to know what's going on. Sam do you know about this?!" he rambled.
"You could definitely say that," Sam muttered low enough so that I could hear it, and I chuckled in response, not that Tucker noticed, he was still spouting off questions.
"So, give me the who, what, when, where, why!" he ordered.
"Um…at the party a few weeks ago," I said, wanting to answer only a few questions at a time.
"That doesn't answer, who, what or why," Tucker pointed out, crossing his arms.
I looked at Sam. She didn't want to tell him any more than I did. We would never hear the end of it.
"Sam," I said finally.
"Sam what?" Tucker seemed confused.
"Ugh, no. Who: Sam, what: we did it, why: we don't know," I announced.
"Way to be blunt, Danny," Sam scoffed.
"Sorry," I muttered to her, blushing.
"So wait you guys…"
"Yes!" we exclaimed in unison.
"What do you mean you don't know?" he asked.
"Neither of us can remember anything," I told him, a little quieter.
He was quiet for a few minutes, and then he looked at Sam.
"So are you…you know…" he wondered.
She nodded solemnly.
"Wow, how is that going to work for you two?" he questioned.
Sam and I shared a look, then we answered at the same time, "We don't know."
Hope you enjoyed chapter 3.
You guys can vote on the baby's name. Just comment: the gender, and a first and middle name for the baby. I will consider all of your submissions, and if there is an overwhelming majority of one name, then I will choose that one.
Thanks for reading.
