We were sitting down on the bed, I didn't know what he originally wants to talk about, and I had a feeling it might be about Vlad again. Every time, I can't escape from this and hated it every time. What's wrong with me?

"Danny, listen." Tucker sighed, "I thought about it and I know you said two weeks to think about it." He took a deep breathe, "I want to stay here and live with you."

My head jolted up at him and surprised he already had an answer. It felt so damn good.

"I won't hold it up at your head, you know?"

He nodded, "I know, but I wanted to let you know now. You looked sure about your feelings and your decision about Vlad and all. So, I got him to send me my college information and I can set up the spring semester easily." He smiled, "He thinks I got a plan, but he's gullible about it."

I chuckled and shook my head.

"So, you're okay with us?"

Tucker debated his head, "I'm getting a hang of it. I was going to plan on telling Sam about it, but she kind of ruined the moment by dragging Vlad into it more."

I sighed, "You're scared of him?"

"…he doesn't know and he did scare me a bit."

I touched his smooth face, "Hey, I'm here and I'm not letting anything happen to you. Whether Vlad loves me or not, I'm all yours."

His free hand held mine, "I know." His smiled was sweet to see.

I crawled up to him and kissed his fine lips. It was lovely to feel something like this and held myself together. He gripped my hair and I pulled away. We were breathing heavily, but I knew I couldn't do it, the risk and all, and the world would know.

"I love you, Danny."

I smiled, "I love you too, Tucker, I love you too." I patted his head.

I was happy, so much happier than I ever have been, and looks over to his bandaged arm.

"How's your arm feeling?"

"It stings a bit here and there, but it's nothing."

I chuckled, "Trying to be brave?"

"Uh, no. The stuff you gave me yesterday really helped a lot. I can feel like…my skin forming up back to normal, which is creepy by the way."

My body shivered and I had to agree with him on that.

"Yeah, anyway, when you get heal up. You should start on getting a job if you're going to live here."

He chuckled, "No doubt, but I think I know a place that will definitely hire me."

My eyes rolled, "Don't kid yourself, Tucker. This place is rough enough to even get a job and you'll have to face many competitions that want the job as well. Why do you think I have two jobs?"

He sighed, "Not unless they can beat my technologies expertise skill."

"Hm, you might stand out too much." My eyes rolled, "But, I'll give you a month to find a job."

"Don't forget, Vlad is still paying me until the end of this coming up semester."

"That's true, but extra money around here wouldn't hurt. Don't go spending all at once."

Tucker chuckled, we were so happy to be together, and nothing was going to change that. In a way, it was something amazing to look forward to. We practically dated each other and kept our limit well enough with kissing.

Time flew by when it came to living here. Tucker healed up quickly in three weeks and it was perfect timing. He was able to move since his bones healed in a week and a half, but that's because of my plant medication was working.

His arm's wound did take a while to fill up and the healing up finally made it to a scar by the third week. If anyone asked in this town, he was running and accidently bruised and damaged his skin a few years ago. People didn't bothered asking on more about it, but it was only a cover up. It was fine and we managed to convince people otherwise.

Tucker got himself a job after his bone healed and they were happy enough to hire him fast. They were impressed with his expertise skill and many experiences with most of the technologies. They figured that people will be able to get help with any kind of problem and he was happy to spend time. We worked out our schedule between work hours, college hour, and dating hours. At University of California Berkeley, they really welcomed Tucker and glad to have him. They convinced the other college to give him his scholarship over here and practically, he got in for free. His parents were shock about it, concerned why, and he dragged me into the reason. They couldn't say no since he was so happy to be with me, but they had no clue he was dating me. They ended up allowing Tucker to stay here and told him as long college was paid off, nothing could be wrong with it. So, in the end, Tucker got to stay for real.

Each night, we got to talk to everyone and Vlad was always flirting with me. I haven't seen him take off his disguise, but I wasn't sure much of myself. I ignored his flirting and acted like he was a friend, nothing more. Vlad didn't know when to give up, but I knew where I belong. They tried to find out who I was dating, but Tucker told them that they will learn someday. He was on my side and we held hands so they wouldn't know. My parents were happy to talk to me before they went to bed and tell me how much they miss me. In a way, I told them that the vacation plan is coming up and Sam already emailed Tucker the ticket and all. Tucker figured it would be safer for our location to be kept quiet.

Of course, Tucker had to work on getting the tickets flight so we would fly in and made sure it's the same time to make it to Tennessee at everyone's hours. We had to warn our jobs about our vacation plan if we didn't want to lose our jobs and all. It worked out perfectly well and loved it every moment of it. Both of my jobs were more than happy to see I finally took a vacation and they doubled up my payment too. I didn't even need to ask them that, so that kind of covered our apartment's bill.

Tucker really went out of his way to make our place more…comfortable. He got a couple of curtain so we could have privacy. He got an organize shelves because he kind of got irritated whenever I got out of hand with so many papers all over the places when it came to studying. He did used my studying technique and felt like a total genius. He saw how hard working I truly became into my grades. Then, he bought one of those coffee tables so we could change up to where we could eat or use our laptop by if we didn't feel like the kitchen or the couch/bed.

After that, I got Tucker to hold off spending and he was a bit close to buy a dresser. I told him that was way overboard and that was the purpose of the bathroom's shelves. He understood and respected my decision. Another time, he was about to buy a rug and I flat out refused that idea. He backed off and focused on buying different meat each week to test me on my cooking skill. I ended up teaching him how to cook food and he felt like it took forever. It's funny how he was so used to having his parents cook for him and no one else has told him he can feed himself. It was crazy to see how eager he was to eat the food and I told him the consequences about eating raw meat like that.

We had one day off before the next day to our vacation. I came home with some important plant stuff to take with us tomorrow. I entered into the apartment and noticed the same thing on the coffee table. I sighed and put the plants into the duffle bag for tomorrow travel. I went over to the coffee table and bent down.

"Why is Tucker spending on another chocolate heart box?" I couldn't understand why, but he knew well enough they were romantic for me.

I decided to put it in the kitchen and worried about it.

"He knows I'm taken by him." I shrugged, "But, damn, he must love me this much." I looked over at the heart box and adored the thoughts.

I knew that Tucker won't be overspending it. Wherever he got this, he's good at getting me to smile and tomorrow would be perfect to spend more romantic ways. He would be leaving this heart box of chocolate here for me to see and I would eat two or three times a day. He would buy another one next week. As long he didn't buy it every day or I'd have a fit about it. Of course, there was something to talk about before getting to an airplane.

I joined up on the couch and turned on the television to check into a few channels like the news and stuff. My life has been coming along pretty good and can't seem to think of it any other ways. Tucker seemed to found another way to check back home and figured out my password again. Does he read my mind too much or was I that predictable?

"Great." I started to change up the password and mixed it up this time.

I hope he won't figure this one out particularly and I started to hear Tucker by the door. He was entering in and I smiled.

"Hey Tucker."

He glanced up and grinned, "Hey Danny. Did you get the stuff you needed?"

I nodded, "Yup, more plants and back up stuff. They're in my duffle bag."

He chuckled and came over to me, "That's good." His arms around my neck and sat down on the couch.

I nodded, it felt nice to be treated like this, and no more dating other boys. He was perfect, I can be myself, someone to talk to, and he was himself too. We grew up with each other since we met in preschool.

"It's time we talk again, Tucker." I pointed out.

Tucker sighed, "The vacation and everyone?"

"Yes."

I clicked off the television and took comfort on the couch.

"When we get to everyone, what are they going to expect to see us as? Friends or dating each other?" My hand seeks out his hand.

Tucker blushed, "Well, I was hoping to tell them we're dating, but tell them when the moment is right."

I chuckled a little, "I agreed. So, we're telling them all about us and you're okay with that?"

Tucker gulped a bit, "A little. It's Vlad I'm worried about."

I nodded, "Don't worry, he'll learn to move on."

"If you say so."

I snuggled up with him, "I chose you, Tucker. No one else."

Tucker brushed my hair, "I know." His fingers dived into my hair, "Are you cold again?"

I smiled a bit, "A little, you don't mind do you?"

"Everyone will be suspicious and you have been getting colder by your core again. Is it the weather affecting you differently?"

I blinked. I have noticed my core gets out of hand lately, but I don't know why. Tucker was allowing me to snuggle or hug him when I needed him to. He insisted I would be Phantom again, but the exams haven't happened yet. There wasn't any need for it and he respected my decision. Tucker hugged back me more.

"I'm not sure, Tucker. The weather has been practically normal here."

Tucker understood, "True, but what's causing you to be freezing up more than usual?"

"…I'm not sure. Maybe my core recognizes the new environment is going to be different soon."

"Your core can do that? Sense the future?"

"Tucker, I know we're going. So, how can my core not know?"

Tucker shrugged, "I mean, what if we're separated and you're in the risk of bursting your freezing power out?"

I remembered how furious Tucker was when that happened it was so quick. There was a sudden outburst and I couldn't control it. When he came home from work, I was shivering and he didn't believe how much out of hand. He demanded that I should start hugging him more often when he helped me out. I don't know why, but it hasn't been normal since then.

"I'm not sure, I'll grab the closest person and hug them." I shrugged, "Beside, this should last pretty good for a few days."

"FEW DAYS! Danny, this is serious!" Tucker panicked.

I patted his chest, "Calm down, Tucker. Two, I'm not leaving your side anyway. Three, I will make sure someone is in the room if anything happens."

Tucker shook his head, he knew I would be like this, and couldn't blame him for this.

"Get up, Danny. You're going ghost now." He insisted.

I groaned, "I don't want to be Phantom…" I muttered.

He rolled his eyes, "Danny, go ghost!" He tried to push me off.

I clung onto him, refusing to do so, and he kept getting stubborn about it.

"I'll use the Fenton Thermos, you know?"

My body tensed up and glared at him.

"You wouldn't!" I snapped.

"Danny, I'm only doing it for your sake! It's either you go ghost or you're stuck in the thermos. I would."

I muttered and cussed my head off at his stubborn attitude. I don't know why he even worried about this much. I'm going to hug him every night, so why bother worried?

I finally got off of him and transformed to Phantom. Tucker watched and I floated for a while.

"Better now?" I asked.

He nodded, "Yes, it would help to know you won't turn everything into an icicle."

My eyes rolled, "I swear, you just think you know how my powers work. I do."

"I listened to Vlad and Sam, alright? They do have a good point and even the super hearing ability."

How could I forget? I remember he panicked when I was training my ears and he forbids me to extend my hearing any further. I learned that I can lose hearing level and go completely deaf, but it was so…unrealistic. I wasn't planning on hearing farther, just mainly narrowing down to a crowd and focus on one person instead of everyone at once. Tucker calmed down since he knows what I was really training for. Our relationship wasn't easy; we had some fights, argument, and stuff. We were like any normal couple and dealt it just fine.

"Fine. Great, I got a paranoid boyfriend." My eyes rolled.

He chuckled, "I thought you like that?"

"…I guess so. You are my type."

"Really? I thought I wasn't entirely."

My head shook, "You are my type, Tucker. You did things I have been wanting in most of my relationships. That and I got no secrets to hide from you."

Tucker blushed furiously and my eyes rolled. I altered back to my human-self and wrapped my arms around his. It felt so damn good and he was all in my arms.

"Cute." I giggled.

He blushed, "Thanks."

I sat down on his lap, keep my arms around him, and leaned in to kiss him. His hands rested on my waists and he loved this. We wanted to go more for our relationship, get serious, and everything. But, we couldn't risk about me getting pregnant. How could we explain it to the world? I'm just eating too much junk? Women would know. They just know. I can't explain it, but they're something about their instinct naturally.

I had a plan, though. If I want him more than anything and I'm serious about us, I'm going to be the one proposing. I knew where and when and how to propose to him. The trick was…everyone else? Will they interfere? Ruin the plans? I can't worry about it too much, but I had a feeling it's something else.

I felt his hands slipping under my shirt, my cheeks turned bright red, and softly bit his lip. Tucker moaned and we knew well. We continued kissing each other through the lips to tongue, but it's unexplainable.

"Danny…" He whispered.

My soft lips landed on his cheek, "Hm?"

"…can we do it soon?"

My fingers danced on his face, "…I'm not ready for a baby, Tucker. It's too early." I whispered in his ear.

His eyes closed heavily, I knew he was curious, wanting to lose his virginity, and how much I love him.

"When?" He begged in his deep whisper.

I glanced down, "Maybe during the vacation."

He kissed my lips to bring my head back up, "Why not now? Vlad can't take you if I have you."

I smiled and kissed back, "You already have me." I gripped his hair.

Tucker shook his head and forced me to lie down on the couch. I blinked and got confused. He pinned me down and gasping heavily from our last kiss.

"…please?" He closed his eyes, beginning to weep, and I hated to see it.

I hated it when he was this upset. Why now? The tears dripped onto my face, but I didn't do anything about it. Maybe it's time, make it special, and a loving smile back at him.

"Tucker, open your eyes and look at me." I whispered.

Tucker took forever to open his eyes and finally saw me smiling. I remember this smile and it's his favorite. He was confused about it.

"Will you accept the baby?" I had to be sure, but I didn't want to see him this upset.

Tucker blinked, nodded, and smiled happily.

"Yes," He hugged onto me.

I hugged back and he rested onto my stomach. His hand slipped under my shirt, licking my sensitive skin, and hard to not react. It was hard to not moan and hand hands clenched onto his wrists. I was worried and he looked up at me.

"Can you wait until we get to the cabin?" I whispered, "It'll be more romantic."

He held himself together, "…good idea. I don't want you to have miscarriage on day one."

I blinked. Miscarriage? What the hell was he talking about?

"What?"

Tucker sighed calmly, "Women cannot travel if they are pregnant and it would increase many risk to the baby. However, you apply a bit different due to the fact you can heal."

I nodded, "True." My lips pouted, "I don't see much with miscarriage on me."

Tucker chuckled. I couldn't believe it, we're going to do something serious, and we're looking forward to this. Oh, man, this was something else!

"I love you." I whispered.

His head rest on my chest, "I love you too, Danny."

Somehow, we ended up falling asleep like this on the couch. The comfort was each other's body and he kept me very warm the entire night. We didn't have to worry too much since the plane won't take off until noon. So, we had plenty of time.

By the time morning came and it was getting close to noon. We got ourselves freshen up, sneakers/boots on, and made sure we had some food in our stomach. Then, we rushed over to a store to get a particular test and set to go by paying them. Hardly anyone asked why or wondered about our reasons getting it. Maybe it's natural for stores to see this as a routine. I shoved it into my duffle bag once we were outside of the shop.

I picked Tucker up and flew us over to the airport nearby. He insisted that I'd be Phantom, but I didn't want anyone paying attention to the bright transformation. It was fine without being in either form. I had to make sure no one was able to see us floating down and no one has. Maybe it's my luck to not get caught, but I didn't care. It was the plan to get on an airplane and being to one place we're supposed to be. We caught up on perfecting time, joined up in line, and stood close to each other just in case.

Once we got ourselves through the scanner and all, which of course they thought they found a weapon. I told the police that it wasn't a weapon and that was a very special device for my diabetic health. They returned it to me and I clipped it back on. Then, they found my Fenton Thermos and I told them I like to travel a special one. They didn't bother asking and I just put it back into the duffle bag. Tucker and I finally got through the scanner and headed onto the plane.

We located our seat, put our bag in the above section, and closed it. We sat down and took a break from our exhaustion.

"Damn, remind me to get an alarm clock for us." Tucker pointed out.

My eyes rolled, "We're fine. They just don't take off after another twenty minutes."

"Right, I forgot their security is tighter. Don't you worry about…you know?"

My head shook, "Nope. They can't detect what's in my blood."

"You'd never know. Your parents have managed to get a few things into the airport."

I groaned. I hoped Jazz confiscated all of those from our parents because there was no way I need the stress on my shoulder. Hell, I bet they'd be shock to see me with a belly if Tucker and I have a baby. It's funny how crazy we're like this, but in public, we're careful.

"I'll deal with it when the times come. Beside, no one really knows." I shrugged.

Tucker rested his head on me while I buckled us up. He wasn't used to the belt here, I thought maybe it's because of my kind of flying, and I hate to be the one saving everyone's lives for whatever happened here. The planes were unpredictable and no one knows what could happen. Tucker doesn't know, but I intend to be careful to what I do around my life.

The plane finally started to take on and flew very differently. I wasn't very comfortable the way they flew and felt totally dizzy about it. I needed fresh air, but they don't have a window. I used my core to cool my head down and Tucker shivered when he felt them.

"Must you do that?"

I faintly chuckled, "Sorry. Not used to…this kind of flying."

Tucker blinked, "Wait…are you…scared, Danny?"

My head shook and then stopped after feeling headache, "No. Just…sick."

Tucker sat up and forced me to rest my head on his shoulder. His hand patted my head and my mind couldn't think straight. It was unusual to feel sick, I hated it, and wanted to have fresh air.

"Hang in there, Danny. Just about an hour of this flight. Think of everyone you'll see again."

"How about just getting fresh air?"

He chuckled, "Yeah, I guess that would be better. Think of that."

I could hear a stroll coming down and I glanced up. The flight attendance looked over me with that peppy smile and I hated it.

"Sir? Are you feeling alright? Do you need a drink or something?"

My brain concentrated on the words and putted it together very slowly.

"He'll have a soda and a snack. He'll be fine." Tucker filled in.

The flight attendant nodded and prepared me a drink and a snack. My ears could hear the noises she was creating and felt like it never ended. It was just that sound, the plane's engine was so damn loud, and the wing's fans were powerful, people were talking, some were typing, drawing, or writing. Cell phones or some devices were creating its noise. Now, it has drawn on me that I can't focus on all of the noises. I needed to escape from the sounds I'm hearing at once.

I muttered, "…we need a private plane." I told Tucker.

Tucker glanced down, "Huh? Why?"

I tried to cover my ears, "Too many things to hear at once."

Tucker gulped quiet as he could be, but he knew how sensitive I was to all noise at once. I haven't exactly accomplished zoning out of everything. He pulled out my itouch and grabbed the headphone. He sets it on my head and played the music for me. The ones I was mainly familiar with and his voice caught my attention.

"Try focusing on the music, just them." He meant my powers, not anything else.

My eyes closed up and the music flown through my ears naturally. The flight attendance set down what I could have and I helped myself. After she left, I was able to concentrate on my hearing ability and hear the singer. My ears took much comfort to block out everything but Tucker's voice.

"Feeling better?"

I nodded, "Yeah. Good thinking. I can't even think at once when I hear everything at once."

He smiled, "I'll get us a private plane or more of an upper class. It'll be expensive, though."

My forehead scrunched up, "I don't care. You already saved over…seventy thousand dollars. Just make it happen."

He sighed, "Fine. I thought you were literally sick or afraid of flying on the plane." He rolled his eyes.

I chuckled and felt much better, but I still needed fresh air. This wasn't real flying. It's electronic flying and nothing compared to the astronauts' shuttle. Damn, why was it complicated to have a big dream when I'm a half ghost and flying was different than other people doing it? It never made any sense, it should be more natural to me, and I guess it's because I can't feel the speed of our flight.

"Nope. Now…since we're out of the wifi zone until we get close to the states. Names to start thinking about?"

Tucker chuckled, "Hey, we won't know if it's for sure yet, Danny. What if it's all…not going to happen like Vlad's prediction? That only…your other side has to do it?"

I shrugged, "Vlad and I are completely different in moral speaking. The way I see it, energy is inside of me, Tucker. I doubt that you'd have to be on the other side to just make it happen. Vlad didn't see that girl, he didn't witnessed her, and that's enough proof for me to believe."

Tucker hummed to his understanding about my belief and morals. I guess it's natural and no one can change my perspective of things. It's hard to ignore that. I could hear the music playing well in my ears, it's relaxing, and easier to zone out of everything but Tucker's voice. It's perfect.

"Well, if it's a girl. Let's make it something like…Harmony or maybe after your sister's name."

I gawked at him, "Seriously? Jazz?"

He shook his head, "No, Jasmine, but spelling it like J-a-z-m-y-n."

I paused and thought about it. It did have a nice sound to it and I love my sister.

"I like that. Jazmyn. Okay, what about for a girl name…Mami or Saga."

Tucker debated his head, "Jazmyn Mami, Jazmyn Saga." He was putting it together, "…Mami Jazmyn, Saga Jazmyn." He hummed, "I think Jazmyn Saga Fenton has a nice ring to it."

My jaw dropped to hear what he just did.

"You…want to put Fenton in the girl's name?"

He shrugged, "Hey, you're going to go through a lot with this. I don't see why not."

I smiled and snuggled up with his arm, "I like it. Jazmyn Saga Fenton."

We laughed, excited to see the possibilities of having a baby girl. However, we'd never know.

"Okay, so what about a boy's name?" I wondered.

"Well, something like to your name Daniel by spelling it out to D-a-n-i-l. Or, Teddy."

I couldn't see it with the second name, "Teddy? Dude! I am not having a baby named Teddy, it's a laughingstock name!" I glared.

Tucker rolled his eyes, "Okay, Theodore and we can call him Teddy as a nickname."

I gagged, "I'm fine with Danil."

He rolled his eyes, "Okay, then you tell me if you can find a better names than I do."

I thought about it and wondered a few things with a boy's name.

"Okay, I'm thinking of…Kyle or James."

Tucker got drawn to those names, "I like those. Let's see…Danil Kyle, Danil James. Kyle Danil, James Danil." He hummed again, "Danil James sound alright."

My head shook, "How about fix it up like Danil Jamie or Jamie Danil?"

He blinked, "Jamie Danil sounds much better."

I grinned, "Then, we have Jazmyn Saga Fenton and Jamie Danil Fenton."

Tucker chuckled and we were really into the names on the entire flight, but it was something we could really agree to. We were becoming a parent and we're prepared this time. I wondered how huge the beds are like Sam mentioned.

"Are we sleeping in the same bed tonight, Danny?"

I nodded, "Yup."

We cuddled up with each other, making sure we're both alright, and relaxed. Thankfully, Tucker bought his laptop and we were able to watch a short movie. It got the time slipping faster for us and it's more relaxing for us to get through.

"…Danny?"

I looked up at him, "Yeah?"

"What if…we can't have one?"

I sighed, "I'm not sure. Maybe Sam can carry the baby for us?"

Tucker got paler about it.

"Dude…you know she only does it out of love-"

I covered his mouth, "We'll love her, make her feel good and alright about it. Just don't think about it right now. Focus on us." I leaned in and kissed him.

Tucker got all weak knees and I loved it when I can do this to him sometimes. He really wanted a baby from me…personally. Weird, he freaked out the idea about a few months ago and now, he loves the idea. It's like cloning, but different. I wasn't sure how it's going to turn out or how this was going to work out.

"Okay, what are we…" I held up a bit and checked to see if anyone was checking in, "-are going to say to my and your family about this?"

Tucker pondered about it and huffed out heavy air out of him. It was a challenge that we both faced and must be facing with this kind of consequences.

"We could always tell them the truth or convince them we adopt the baby for the good of our heart." He shrugged, "They will expect us dating each other and maybe more, but I don't know. I just want that baby."

I chuckled, "Me too, Tucker, but I'm rather focused on having fun tonight."

I guess it's something else. My body has been eager to have sex, so motivated, and curious to do it. I have heard many ways and wanted to have fun without worrying about the risk. Tucker made it all disappear normally and I was so glad. Our mission was sleep in the same bed and do it from there. Hopefully, no one will hear it.

"If we need Sam to be the one carrying, you realize she will have to live at our place."

I chuckled, "I realize that, Tucker. At least she would be happy to know where we are, but what if she wants to baby too?"

"Then, she lives with us."

I moaned, "Then, that means a bigger place."

"…awe! I love our place!"

"I meant a house or a bigger apartment."

"Oh, yeah…three bedrooms plan?"

I shrugged, "If we both fell in love with Sam, maybe two rooms."

Tucker pulled those thoughts together in his head, then realizing what I really meant, and he shuddered out of hands.

"Ugh! You mean I have to share her with you? Nah uh! I better hope she doesn't fall in love with us or the baby." He shivered.

I patted his shoulder, "Let's hope the first time works out, then we won't have to worry."

He nodded, "Yup."

"Now, the question is…can you handle…blood?"

"Why?"

"You're going to get the baby out."

He gulped, "I have no medical experience, Danny!" He whined, quiet enough for me to hear.

"And sometimes you forget my powers."

"Ooh, I see. What about the government?"

"Tell them we found the baby and we chose to adopt this one."

"…clever. There's always abandon new born baby."

I nodded, "And no one has to know."

We ended up watching a romantic movie for a short while, but it's nice to know that everything was planned out. Tucker must want to love me this much to have a baby. We got a name for the child, backup plans, and everything else. What could be more…to expect?

The flight finally lowered and eager enough to hop off and get some serious fresh air. Tucker's stomach growled for real food and I handed him some I had earlier and he was glad to have something. He's better, but it wasn't enough for him to be full. I had a feeling we'll stop to get some airport's food court and satisfied ourselves. I put my itouch away and focused on Tucker's voice and his breathing. It's relaxing to know he's my best distraction and more relieving.

The airplane started to make me feel so uncomfortable and I knew what Tucker planned on doing for next time.

"Earplugs will not work." I pin pointed that.

Tucker pouted, "Why not?"

"…It increases more of my hearing skill."

His eyes quickly widen up, "What?"

"Yeah…how do you think I started it out on this?"

He shook his head, doubting to believe that all, and he knows now. It's better than wasting money on something that will increase my hearing ability and I couldn't shake off how…mad he was when he had a fit about my hearing. It's so unusual, but he's careful.

"Dude, I can't believe you did that." He buried his face in his hands.

I pulled his hands off of his face, "So? I was learning and curious. Maybe it'll come in handy someday or something."

The flight attendance was yapping off about the basic stuff and I already knew what to expect here. I may never have flown on an airplane, but I knew the flying experience pretty well. This wasn't anything like it and I couldn't care less. We were finally getting off and free to go to the food court before the others could come and find us. Tucker figured I predict his food habits on this part. Now, we wait for our friends and my family to get us.

Did you like the girl's and boy's baby names?

Tell me your thoughts on this, I'm very curious! -beside my grammars, which I can't believe you're even surviving this! :U

Oh, by the way, I take hearing ability stuff very seriously since I'm deaf. I don't view a good thing about super hearing at all, our ears required great responsibilities, and taking good care of them. So, with Danny, he can focus on one person. Just not all at once. Trust me, when you have a sensitive ear, you want to make it less stressful to prevent any hearing loss/level. So, I gave Danny more of a challenge to face with his ears and trust me, being on a plane isn't fun. _ I have been on there four times and it's really tiresome and sickness of the fly. It affects me personally, so I gave Danny that feeling of it. I hope I made it realistic enough.

Okay, I hope you enjoyed it! :D