ShadowDragon357, yes, it will.
sammansonrepilica, and you haven't even heard the worst thing she's done yet. I tell you now that she will be dead when you all hear what she did and the excuse that she gives.
The next day Sam refused to come out of her room and when Danny entered he found out why because Sam looked horrible. Her eyes were red, her color too pale for his liking and she complained of a headache. He had almost called her on just being a brat, but when he phased through the door to find her looking really sick he had immediately went into nurse mode. Covering her up he headed down to make some soup, but little did he know that Sam wasn't sick in the sense of normal sickness, she was just so upset that she hadn't managed to sleep thanks to the fight with him and then that nightmare. Shaking she tried to wipe it from her mind, but found that the image of the small child in her hands wouldn't disappear, but for some reason this time she didn't think it was her child.
"No, that wasn't our kid..." she faded off as Danny re-entered the room with the soup, but she still said nothing to him as he laid it on the bedside table before turning to her. She kept her back to him now, her eyes welling up with tears. If it isn't our baby then whose was it and why does it make me mad?
"Sam, you need to turn over and eat this."
"I'm not sick, I just don't feel like getting up," she muttered, her voice low as she pulled the blankets over her head. "Please just go away." He sat down instead. "Danny, I really am not in the mood. I just really want to be alone."
"I don't believe you," he said as he pulled the blankets off her head only to get smacked by a truly irate woman.
"Danny, I am serious. I am not in a good place right now and you getting in my face doesn't help!" Danny was shocked. The last time she had been like this it had been her first period and she had been mean. She had thrown a rather large picture at him when he had asked her what was going on, but somehow this time seemed worse.
"What is bothering you?"
"Not something I want to talk about," she said back.
"Come on, Sammy, you don't want bad thoughts making this pregnancy hard right and doesn't negative energy conflict and whatnot?" There was the sound of a frustrated sigh.
"Danny, it's feng shui and that has to do with energy. I just haven't been sleeping well okay."
"Sam, you could sleep with me." He really didn't want to admit that he also was having a problem falling asleep, which he had somewhat corrected by sleeping with her pillow, the one from their one night. It still carried her scent. "If it would help, that is." She peeked out from under her blanket.
"You don't want me to sleep with you, trust me."
"Really, I do."
"Danny, you had a fit the last time I slept with you, remember?"
"That was when we were kids, and it wasn't because of that it was the fact that you got up. I, um, like when you sleep with me." Sam blinked. Would it help if she slept in the same bed? Shaking her head she knew that it would only cause her to want to jump him more than she already had issues with. "Come on, Sam. We might find that it helps both of us, besides," he said as a plan suddenly came to mind. "if my sister comes to visit when you tell her that you have to change the sheets or she realizes that something is different, and she will, about her bed then she'll know the whole thing is a ruse."
"Damn it," Sam muttered. He had her there. If her sister did this appearing act again out of nowhere than they would be caught. "You are too smart sometimes." Danny chuckled and before she could even react he threw the covers off of her before pulling her into his arms, the Goth letting out a string of curses. The halfa stopped when he saw what she was wearing, his body coming to immediate attention. She wore little to nothing, her form covered by a shirt that didn't even cover her black cotton panties.
"S-Sam," he groaned much to the embarrassment of the Gothic female in his arms. She tried to pull the shirt down, but Danny swooped down, his lips locking on the raven haired heiress' own pink lips as he pulled her snug against him. Sam was shocked to say the least, but for some reason she couldn't fight it. Maybe it was the fact that she wanted it just as much as he did or maybe she needed comfort. Whichever reason she allowed her fingers to burrow into his hair so she could pull him closer as a groan escaped from her own lips.
"Yes," was all that managed to escape and it was all he needed as he rushed her back to his room where he fell onto the bed with her under him. As she held tight his kisses moved lower on her body, his lips coming over one of her shirt covered nipples making the woman under him hiss. He made a move back, but just as quickly she pulled him back forcing his lips back onto as she whimpered. He realized quickly that she liked it and yanking the shirt off of her put his lips around the actual bare nipple. "Ohhh..." Smirking against her breast his hand moved toward the other neglected one.
She squirmed under him as the pleasure built up, the expression on her face telling him that he was doing all that he needed to make her feel as good as possible. Changing breasts he began to work the other one as the small Goth under him began to rub against him...
An hour later found the pair laying, sated beyond belief, on the bed, Sam passed out while Danny just lay there in thought, his body exhausted.
Every time with her is better than the last. How can that be? Danny had been with Paulina a long time and had found that he was satisfied, or so he had thought After their divorce he had tried others. Not a lot, but enough to find that there was nothing satisfying about sex... until Sam. Something about the Goth laying next to him brought him pleasure and peace at the same time. Getting off had been one thing, but with Sam getting her off gave him so much pleasure. Paulina had been hard to please and with Sam it was like she didn't even need that much attention as she opened to him.
Knowing her first experience had been horrible had been a blow for him because every woman deserved a good first time, but for Sam he felt strongly about it because she deserved so much more than she had been given. He had wanted to make up for that and he had. She seemed to blossom under his fingers, her passion strong. She wanted pleasure and she seemed to want to give him the same amount, but he wanted her to feel it. It was nice, her loving, but he wanted to watch her squirm, her body becoming so heated under his touch, that he liked. She was so responsive.
Looking over at her sleeping form he smiled. Her lips were curled in a smile, the sun shinning on her pale skin which was flushed from their love making. Pulling the covers over her he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
Sam woke up as the sound of someone beating on their door entered her great dream. It was the first night in a while that she had found her dreams something she wanted to be in. Looking at the halfa passed out next to her she realized that she would have to get up. Grumbling about people she grabbed a robe before heading toward the door that was located straight down the stairs.
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
"Hold your horses!" she called out as she walked down the steps, her bare feet making no sound at all. Opening the door a few seconds later she felt her cheeks grow hot as the pair of adults looked down at her in shock.
"So, Jazz wasn't lying," said the red head as she turned to her husband. Sam blinked as she backed up to allow Danny's parents into the house, her mind making a mental note to kill the red head. "Hi, Sam."
"Hi, Mrs. Fenton, um," she stopped as she tried to think of a way to ask the older couple why they were there, but as her mind came up with nothing she looked to the top of the stairs with a hope that Danny would come to her aid because she was becoming slightly distressed. Amazingly enough said halfa appeared at the rail, his cerulean eyes have dazed, but when they saw Maddie and Jack they grew wide before shooting a look at Sam who was turning redder by the moment. Rushing to her side, his body phasing through the rails he pulled her close as she whispered, "Kill Jazz."
Danny understood immediately.
"So what brings you by, mom and dad?"
"Jazz was telling us about how Sam was here and that you two were engaged so we thought we would come congratulate you two."
"And that couldn't happen over the phone?" he questioned his mother throwing him a look. "Seriously, mom, we were enjoying some quiet time after the accident." His mother got this look on her face.
"Ah, yes, she told us about that and I can't believe you didn't use your brain on that one, son." Danny turned red as Sam went stock still.
"Yeah, why make your wife to be sleep in the same bed that you shared with your ex." Sam growled low as she pushed off from Danny, her face unbelievably pale. Saying nothing in particular she headed back upstairs as Danny threw his parents a dirty look.
