A/N: Chapter 4! I like this chapter, my favorite so far. I hope you like it too.

Chapter 4

Dash POV

I hadn't realized I had fallen asleep until I regained consciousness. How long had I been out? I hope it hadn't been long. My body was slower than my mind, so I couldn't move yet. I sat against the wall waiting until my eyelids would be able to open. I became aware of my surroundings and felt someone on the bed with me.

I still couldn't find the strength to open my eyes but that changed when I felt a pressure on my lips. My eyes snapped open to see a face in front of my eyes. The face's eyes were closed beneath the mess of black hair. Was... was Danny kissing me? I thought that I should have been appalled at his action. I should have pushed him away...

But I didn't. I didn't want to.

It felt wonderful, his mouth against mine. I began to lift my hand to grab his head and hold him, but he pulled away before I could. He had a smile on his face, as he should. I'm sure that had been just as enjoyable for him. Still, I wanted to know why he pulled away.

"Danny, what are you doing?"

What was he doing pulling away from me like that? His eyes snapped open and he looked at me. He jumped off the bed and just stared at me with a terrified face, like he regretted what he'd just done. He shouldn't feel that way. He just stood there and looked like he had no intention of speaking so I broke the silence.

"Danny, why-"

But he interrupted me. "I'm sorry, Dash. That was inappropriate. It won't happen again. I'll just get my things and leave." He had found the will to speak again. I tried to stop him, but before I knew it, he had grabbed his stuff and was out the door. I jumped off my bed to run after him. He can't have gotten far. I practically jumped down the stairs.

My front door was still open, and I ran to it. "Danny, wait!" I ran out onto the front drive and looked around. He was nowhere in sight. Where could he have gone. "No, Danny, come back!"

He was too far gone to hear me. I dropped to my knees on the hard concrete. What have I done? I took something that could have been wonderful and just threw it away. I pounded my fists on the driveway and hung my head. I felt tears run down my face and stain the concrete.

This was my fault. I drove him away when he misunderstood what I meant. What was wrong with me? All I do is mess up everything. I just stayed there in silence until I stopped shaking. I lifted my head and leaned back on my legs. I looked up at the sky as if the answer was there and whispered one last thing to Danny, even though he couldn't hear me.

"I'm sorry, Danny."

Somehow after last night, I managed to drag myself back to my bedroom and fall asleep. The next morning when I woke up, sunlight leaked into the room. I was surprised because it didn't get this bright until about 9:00. I glanced over at my clock and sure enough, the time read 9:47. Well this is just wonderful. There was no point in going to school now.

I sat up slowly as I recalled the events of last night. I sighed and hung my head. THere was so much running through my head that I couldn't pick one thing to think about. I needed answers but couldn't think of where to get them.

I lifted the comforter from my body and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. I wonder how Danny was doing. He was probably glad that I wasn't there to ruin his life some more. I stood up and stretched my muscles. I threw on a shirt and left my bedroom. My mom was already at work so there was no one here that I could talk to.

I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of orange juice and leaned over the counter as I drank it. What is happening to me? What am I feeling for Danny? I had no answer to any question that was running through my head.

Having finished my orange juice, I placed the glass in the sink and trudged back to the stairs. I started climbing them trying to organize the chaos in my brain. I got to my room and made my bed. After the blankets were all in order, I placed my hands on the mattress. I really need to clear my head, so I decided to take a walk.

I replaced my pajama pants with a pair of jeans and through on my black leather jacket over the tee shirt I was wearing. I slipped on my shoes that we by the door before opening the door and stepping out into the morning light.

I started walking without know really where I was going. I just traveled up and down the sidewalk. I don't know how long I'd been walking when I stopped to take in my surroundings. I looked around but didn't recognize anything until my gaze fell upon a familiar brick house.

It was rectangular in shape with a giant neon sign above it that said FENTON WORKS in giant letters. This was Danny's house. Why had I turned up here? I'm sure Danny didn't want to see me even if he was home. I just wanted answers.

I stood on the sidewalk thinking about who or what could possibly give me an answer. My head snapped up when I came up with an idea.

I'll go see my dad.

I smiled at the thought. I hadn't gone to see him in a while and always found solace in talking to him. He wasn't too far from where I was currently. I knew the town pretty well and started walking in the direction I needed to go.

To my surprise, Danny's house wasn't far at all from Dad. I walked for about five minutes before coming to a wide field. There was a path laid in brick running through the field. I started my journey down the path taking the necessary turns I need to. Soon I came to my destination.

I stared and smiled at the gray stone in front of me. It was rectangular in shape with the words ANDREW P. BAXTER carved into the surface.

"Hi Dad."

I kneeled down in front of my dad's tombstone. There was a small jar in front of the stone filled with sunflowers. Dad always liked sunflowers. He always said that no matter how dark the times may seem, the sunflowers always proved that the sun will always be shining. It reminded me of when I was kid about 7 years old...

*Flashback*

I was at the park with my dad. He was sitting on a bench and I was climbing around the monkey bars. I was laughing and enjoying the time I was having. I glanced over to where he was sitting and called out to him. "Hey Dad! Look at me!"

He looked over to me and smiled. "Lookin' great kiddo."

My smiled widened at his praise and went to reach for the next bar, but missed it. I fell from the bars and onto the sand. Due to the way I landed, my knee scraped across the sand creating several small cuts in my skin. I sat up and held my knee to my chest and felt tears well up in my eyes at the pain.

My dad came running as I started sobbing. He grabbed me and placed me in in his lap as he sat down on the sand. "Shh. It's ok, Dash," he comforted while he stroked my hair. "Let me see it, Kiddo."

I stopped sobbing but the tears kept flowing. I sniffed and looked up at him. Hesitantly, I removed my hands from my knee for him to see. He smiled a little when he saw my knee. He lifted his hand to brush away the excess sand from the wound and I winced as he touched the sensitive skin. "It's just a scratch, nothing we Baxter's can't handle. Look, it's not even bleeding."

I did look, and just as he said, it wasn't bleeding. It was just a little red. He wiped a tear from my face. "Thanks daddy."

He smiled and placed me on the on the ground so I was standing. He stood up after me and looked down at me. He held out his hand. "Let's take a walk." I took his large hand in my small one and we walked away from the sand.

It wasn't long before we reached a small garden that was kept by the community. We passed by various flowers until we came to a bundle of sunflowers. My dad dropped my hand and bent down to pick a single flower from its stem. He turned on his foot and faced my, still kneeling.

"Dash, can you tell me what this is?" He held it in front of my face.

"Yeah, that's a sunflower. What's so important about it?" I asked, a confused look on my face.

He let out a small chuckle. "You know about rainbows?"

I was even more confused. "Of course I know about rainbows. I don't see what this has to do with sunflowers."

He smiled again and offered me the flower. I took it and he placed his hands on my shoulders. "What creates a rainbow?"

I was very confused as to what his point was. Still, I tried to answer his vague question. "The rain?"

His smile didn't falter but he shook his head. "Close, son. The Sun is what creates the rainbow, but only after the rain falls. Look at the sunflower."

I did and stared at it deep in thought. I stared at it for a few moments before I looked at my dad again, a blank look on my face.

He took one of his of my shoulder and placed it above mine on the stem of the flower. "The Sun creates rainbows and the sunflower is a reminder that after the storm clears, we always find happiness. The Sun shows its happiness by giving us rainbows."

My eyes widened at his words he laughed quietly at my reaction and stood back up taking my hand in his own. "Come on, let's head home. Mommy is probably missing us."

I stood still just looking at the flower in my hand. I tugged on his hand and he looked down at me giving me his attention. "Dad, can I keep the sunflower?"

He reached around with his other hand and ruffled my hair, making me look up. "Sure, Dash."

*End flashback*

I smiled at the memory and turned back to the stone. "We had some good times didn't we Dad?" I knew he wouldn't answer me, but I also knew that he would listen. "Dad I've got a problem, and have no idea what to do." I took in a deep breath.

"Dad, I think I might have feelings for someone and I think they feel the same way, but things aren't so great between us right now." I paused as if to give him time to answer, but as I expected, no answer came.

I brought my knees to my chest and hid my head between them. "This would really be a great time for your words of wisdom, Dad." I sat in silence trying to imagine what he'd say. I'd imagine he'd say something like 'Before you say something that will affect another, you must sort out your thoughts and feelings carefully.'

I smiled to myself. He was right. Even if he couldn't speak, he told me what I needed to hear. I had to tear down the mental wall that was keeping me from admitting the truth to myself. And once it was torn down, I finally said out loud the words that had been eating away at me for days now.

"Dad, I have feelings, romantic ones, for a boy named Danny Fenton." I imagined my dad smiling at my words and my confidence in saying them. I knew he would accept me no matter what and that made me so happy. I stared up at the sky and felt a tear try to break free from its prison in my eye. I let it fall and as it fell, the corners of my mouth pulled up.

"And I know he feels the same way. We're just in the middle of a misunderstanding right now." A slight breeze picked up and brushed past the flowers, shaking the petals. I smiled. I felt as if that was his answer. I stood up and I remembered his words from that day in the park again. 'After the storm clears, we find happiness.'

I placed one hand on his tombstone. "That's exactly right. Thanks for listening, Dad." My hand slipped away from the stone and I turned around. I started walking, determined to find Danny and let the storm clear.

A/N: I'm thinking that chapter 5 will be up the day after tomorrow. It would be very much appreciated if you would review. I would like to know what I need to work on for upcoming chapters.