When the portal closed behind him, Danny found himself, not in the ghost zone, but in a brilliant stellar tunnel, heading upwards. When he arrived at his destination seconds later, he was greeted by a shining figure in a white satin gown. Next to her stood an angel who looked remarkably like that angel guy from the movie "Dogma"" the angel heaved a slightly annoyed sigh. "Yes, Alan Rickman is his name, I believe. Well, it was all god here's idea. She figured we should take on more recognizable forms, and she really liked the portrayal of herself in that movie, it was surprisingly accurate, as you can probably tell because I, a Metatron am speaking for her for exactly the same reasons stated in the movie." Suddenly, it hit him. 'oh, man, I'm standing here, in the face of god him-err, herself, and she knows everything I've done for the past month. I hope she's not the 'abstinence before marriage' type, or, considering what I've been doing with Sam, I'm cooked.' "well, to answer your question, we usually do promote abstinence before marriage, purely to prevent the spread of STD's, not that it seems to be working, if you asked my opinion, but, since Samantha is your soulmate, and you shared a telepathic-emotional bond which brought you much closer than most couples your age, we're willing to accept it, but, as for her parents, that's another story. Anyway," said the Metatron, taking a deep breath, "down to the business of why we've brought you here. You see, you just did something absolutely phenomenal; you saved the world. That, plus the fact that you're not due in heaven for another sixty years or so, and since you still have your body in one form or another, we can send you back." "WHAT!" "well, that's not exactly the reaction I would've expected from someone who wants to go back, but, if you're sure you want to stay…" "No! – err, I mean, of course not, I'm just a little surprised, that's all. I really wasn't expecting to be able to go back, but if you'll let me, I'll jump at the chance." "Well, we don't need any circus tricks, but you can go." God smiled genially before poking Danny in the chest, sending him off balance, and he fell back and woke up two hours later in his basement with a massive headache. He went upstairs, and found his family all sitting staring at the ground in the living room. "It's been a month now… and I still can't believe he's gone." Said Jazz mournfully. Just then, Danny stepped out of the shadows. "Wow, a whole month, and you guys haven't rented my room out yet! Quite frankly, I'm amazed!" "Danny!" his mom, dad, and sister cried simultaneously. They rushed up to hg him, hesitating only for a second to prod him in the shoulder to find out if he was tangible. "you're alive!" "I'll go call Sam," said Jazz, "she's been beside herself ever since… well, you know." She said, speaking of Danny's death. "No. I want to surprise her myself. I'll see you guys later." With that, he ran out the door.
'Well, it looks like I'm back where I started.' Her eyes filled with tears, as she sat on her bed, mourning the loss of her only true love. "Damn you, Danny!" she punched her pillow in grief. "How can you expect me to fall in love again? You're the only one I'll ever love." She held the warmth in her lower belly. Were it not for the life growing within her, she would gladly join her love in the afterlife. But she would not die, if it meant taking his legacy, his child, the last real remnants of his love for her with her. She knew that would not be how he would have wanted it to be. 'How I'd want what to be?' stunned, she ran to her window, but the roof's overhang obscured her view. She strained her neck out the window, trying desperately to see if there was someone at the door. As if she didn't already know the answer. She knew the feeling of his voice. She knew it was him, but she just couldn't bring herself to believe. She had some difficulty making it down the stairs, caught between hesitancy that she might just be hearing things out of grief, and the overwhelming need to rush headlong into his arms. Finally she made it down. Without checking through the side window to see if it really was him at the door, she opened it… to an empty threshold. She collapsed to her knees, crying still harder. How could she have been so foolish? He was gone. That was all there was to it. Then she heard a jingling behind her. She turned slowly, to find herself lost in those icy blue eyes that held such warmth and love for her. "Hey," he jingled the keys in front of her face, "you gave me a set of keys, remember?" "Danny!" She cried, leaping into his arms, tears of elated joy running down her cheeks. He dropped the keys and caught her in mid leap, spinning her around, laughing, before pulling her into a deep kiss. 'Oh, Danny, please don't tell me this is a dream.' 'Tell ya what, how about I prove it's not?' with that, he rushed her up the stairs, to her room. They no longer had ghost powers, and, although he had only left her two hours ago, she had last seen him almost a month ago, and never wanted to leave his embrace, so it took rather longer than usual for them to undress. They managed, however, and had a night of passion like they had never in their lives felt before.
"So, you still think this is a dream?" she smiled lovingly at him, "nope… well, just to make sure," she giggled, pulling him into another kiss. "Nope, definitely not a dream. Oh! I almost forgot." She pulled the blankets away from her sumptuous form, leaving Danny hungry just looking at her. She took his hand. "Guess what?" "Oh, so we're playing twenty questions now?" she punched him in the shoulder playfully with her free hand. "No, silly, just guess!" "Um… you got a haircut? No wait, I know! You've got a new Jacuzzi you want to give me a tour of!" she punched him again. "Can I get a hint?" "I thought you'd never ask." She took his hand, and moved it to her belly. He nearly jumped to the ceiling when he saw the gesture, but she held his hand so he couldn't move. "Sam, we're, we're…" "That's right Danny… we're pregnant. We're going to have a baby!" his smile, if possible, grew wider still, and he pulled her into his embrace. 'I, I can't believe it…I'm gonna be a dad!' "Well, this works out then." He said, reaching over to grab his pants. Apparently god must really like him, because he found it in his pocket on the way to Sam's house, a note attached saying "propose, or else" with lightning bolts on either side. As if he wasn't going to do it anyway. It was a beautiful onyx engagement ring with a silver band. "Samantha Manson… I love you. Would you make me the happiest man alive by becoming my wife?" her eyes lit up at the sight of him, and she was sure, if he wasn't lying stark naked with her in her bed, he would be on his knees with a purple velvet box right now. "Oh, Danny, of course I'll marry you!" it was his turn to have his eyes light up, and they embraced. That was the beginning of their lives together.
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