Hellbreaker, too bad you already know her ally. Someone that was there before...
beautifullove521, I am glad that you like it. I was going to end it after Sam got her memory back, but then an idea came and I decided to run with it. As for talking it out, sometimes when things seem rather awkward most people, myself included, find it hard to think that it could be corrected. We get scared and never say what's on our mind, whether it be fear that someone will throw us away or because it sounds stupid and we don't want to be ridiculed.
Cure Celestial, thanks for adding this story to your alerts.
So get up, get up,
You gonna shine again,
It took Sam a few days to get her emotions under control and to figure out how she wanted to tell him. It was going to be difficult because with every thought she felt tears sting her eyes. She loved Danny, more so than she cared about anything else and knew that being as she was now she couldn't be around him. She couldn't risk putting him in danger over her or their child. Picking up the phone she dialed his number, a text sent to him instantly. She couldn't say anything, which for her was probably best since she was already on the brink of breaking down anyway.
We need to talk. Come over when you get the chance. She didn't need to leave her name, he would know who it was and when he came over she was going to make sure that he let her talk, not interrupting. As she leaned against the back of her sofa she sighed. It would be a long night if he choose not to come now. Waiting was far more horrible than the actual talking would be. She knew this. Closing her eyes she could feel the stress sitting on her shoulders. She wouldn't run from this. She would stay close, move closer if he needed her to so that he could see their child on a regular basis.
What if he wants to do the right thing? Was that worse than him not wanting to be a part of the child's life? Shaking her head she tried to wish the thoughts away. Even with all the thinking she had failed to choose which was worse among the things that could happen. She hoped that he wouldn't want their child, that he would be so mad that he would walk away and yet at the same time she hoped that he would want to be a part of the child's life. After all, Sam knew what it was like to have no parents and although their child would at least have their mother, she felt it still wouldn't be enough. What if their child was a boy? He would need a father figure and Sam wasn't sure she would ever, no, she knew that she would never find another man she would want to spend her life with.
She knew when he showed up, felt the drop in temperature. Opening her eyes she met a pair of glowing green orbs, the look in them much like her own, though she kept her hidden. Danny's eyes held such sadness and pain. She could feel it and knew that she was the cause, but Danny would find someone else. He had always found a new girl and he would find another one, someone more befitting his needs.
'Hi.'
Never too late to get back up again,
You may be knocked down,
But not out forever
"You said we needed to talk," he stated returning to his human form. "I thought we were done talking?" It was a simple question, a statement that she knew he was still burnt over.
'We do. I don't know how to say this,' she signed. 'So, I guess I should come right out with it.' Danny was looking concerned now, as if her fingers could show emotions, though she knew they couldn't. Hands held nothing, nothing for her to convey her real feelings. The pain she felt being so close and knowing that she could never touch him again. 'I'm pregnant.' Ice blue eyes grew wide with shock. It was something so left field and she could see it in his eyes and then suddenly he had his arms around her, the feel of him making her eyes water. She could smell him, feel his warmth and yet at the same time she knew it wasn't wise to let him close. She wanted to push him off, but as her hands moved against his sides she found that she hadn't the strength to do that.
"Oh, my god!" he exclaimed. He was so happy. A baby! Sam was having his child! "We can try ag-" She held up her hand, signing that just because they were expecting that she and he were not getting back together. "But Sam, a child needs both parents." She nodded, her hands moving quickly to express to him all that she wanted from him.
'No money and we can work out a schedule after the baby is born.' Danny's eyes narrowed, his ice blue eyes growing cold in that second. He wasn't going for it. She could see that, but she couldn't go back. Would never be able to go back to being with him. It was too risky.
"Sam, I think you need to consider at least giving me a chance. I have no idea what happened, what made you walk away, but with a child on the way we need to at least try." She shook her head. She wasn't going to do it. She didn't love him like that. She couldn't just turn her emotions on and off. "I'm not taking no for an answer." When she again repeated her motions the halfa let out a frustrated sigh.
[May be knocked down but not out forever]
"At least after the first trimester come and live with me. It would be safer to have someone aro-" Her fingers flew up, her anger evident even as she kept her face relaxed.
'It's because I can't talk, right? Just because I can't talk doesn't mean that it's better to have someone around. Hell, you aren't even around with all the ghost fighting!' She hadn't meant to be that hateful, but he needed to understand that not being able to talk didn't make her handicapped. If she needed help when the baby came then she could always send a text to him. Her hands would still be free.
"Sam, I didn't mean it that way, but since you are on that subject tell me how you expect to teach our child when you can't talk?" It was a low blow, but she had struck first and his pain at her leaving was still fresh. He had been so shocked that she had left, had taken everything from him in that moment. His sleep had been haunted. It was full of their happy days, but with every dream he tried to see the fault. What had driven her away from him. She claimed not to love him as she had before, but he wasn't so sure about that. He had a feeling that there was another underlying feeling there.
It was a blow that had hit her, right in the heart and she could feel the pain. He was right on some levels. She could never talk to her child. Sure, she could teach them how to do sign language, but why not give them to someone who would be able to give them everything. Before Danny could apologize Sam began to sign again.
You're rolled out at the dawning of the day
Heart racin' as you made you little get away,
'You make a valid point, Danny. I concede to that. I will stay at your house for the last trimester and after that we can talk about our child.' She forced a yawn, not hard when she really was tired. She had failed almost every night to pass out, her sleeping pills outlawed with her impending motherhood. Then in the morning and around mid afternoon she found that the sickness overtook her so her appetite was almost nil. Danny looked, really looked at the Goth before him. He had been so shocked at her text and so angry at her desertion that he had failed to see that she was thinner than before and looked ready to kill over.
"Are you okay, Sam?" She blinked.
'I'm fine. Pregnancy can be rather hard to get used to.' She was making joke now, her light humor not distracting him though. She could tell, so walking away for a moment she pulled out a small book. It didn't go into much detail, just a few things like morning sickness and such, but nothing like what she was experiencing. Signing that it would help him understand what she was talking about she once again hinted that she needed to sleep.
"I'll be by later." She signed for him not to worry and that she would keep him updated before rushing him out the door. Sighing after he left she leaned against her door. It had been hard, and hateful things had been uttered but everything would be fine. Danny would be there in the end and that would be all that he needed. She would give him full custody because he was right. Not just about not being able to teach their child things like talking, but if something bad should happen she couldn't cry out for help. She couldn't protect their child.
It feels like you've been runnin' all your life
But, why? Oh why?
The next day Danny showed up again, his expression one that the Goth knew right off the bat. He was mad. Not just mad though. No, the look on his face was of indignant. He was mad about something, possibly the book that she had issued him or maybe it was another ghost attack. She wished she could yell at him.
"Morning," he muttered. Definitely in a bad mood. "So, you thought that I wouldn't catch on?" That was sudden, the Goth was at a loss for words. She began to sign, but he paid her little attention as he held up the book, the one from last night. Had he been up all night reading that? "This is nothing."
'It was given to me by the doctor.'
"Don't care, Sam. This is a basic book, nothing to it. You are suffering far worse than just morning sickness. You are losing weight so it must be more tha-" She stopped him, her hands flying so fast that she repeated it to make sure he saw it.
'Danny, most women lose weight in the first trimester. Almost all women have morning sickness that lasts most of the day!' It was too late. She realized that she had told him more than she intended. She could see it in his eyes. He wasn't happy that she had lied to him, that she had omitted what was really going on. He still didn't know about her sleepless nights and he never would, not if she had anything to say about that.
"I don't care what most women do!" he thundered. "You are not going to follow suit." Reaching out he took her arm and went intangible before rushing out of the house. It took her a moment to get her wits together before trying to sign. She sighed when he continued to ignore her.