A/N- I want to thank everyone for their kind reviews! I thoroughly enjoyed all of them! A few even made me laugh (in a good way!), which is funny in the middle of a college computer lab. Now, this fic only has two chapters left. This one and chapter 12. It will have a sequel, because I am a sequel whore (puts a dollar in the dirty word jar). However, it will probably be a while before I start it. I know I say this a lot, but it's true. I have a lot to work on, both fanfic, original fic, and real-life wise. Anyhow, enjoy!

Chapter 11- Confrontation

Gosalyn entered her home with a blissful smile on her face. She had been thinking on the kisses shared between her and Negaduck the whole ride home. If she were in one of those romantic movies, and if she liked to, she would be humming.

She entered and shut the door, finding that she was humming some unnamable tune. When she turned, however, she started. Darkwing was standing naught but two feet from her, Morgana a few inches behind him.

"Evening, Dad. What's up?" Gosalyn began timidly.

Darkwing did not look happy. In fact, the young girl was trying to figure out if her father was actually steaming, or if she was just seeing things.

"Have fun?" he said, in a strained voice.

Morgana's eyes were wide in worry and… disappointment? Gosalyn chuckled mirthlessly and a little nervously.

"Yeah. Why do you ask?" she said, trying to inch her way around Darkwing and into the living room. This was not an easy task, but she did it.

"So… uh, where exactly were you, Gos?" he asked.

"Um… at Honker's, of course," she said, only a millisecond of pause between the "um" and the rest of her sentence.

However, as she entered the living room, her jaw dropped. Honker stood up from the couch, possibly an even more worried look upon his face than what was on Morgana's.

"Hon… Honk, how did you get here so fast?" she said, flashing her longtime friend a desperately pleading look.

Honker shook his head. "Sorry, Gos. I can't lie for you… Not this time."

Gosalyn whirled. Darkwing and Morgana now stood blocking the doorway, both had their arms crossed in front of them. Now, Morgana seemed to look angry. Gosalyn stood a bit straighter, bracing herself against the coming storm.

"You lied to me," Morgana began quietly. "You lied."

Gosalyn didn't say anything. Instead, she turned to her father, waiting to hear his thoughts. Darkwing seemed caught between anger, disappointment, confusion, and maybe even a bit of sadness.

"Negaduck… I saw you two… outside the cemetery… why?" he asked, half-choked, half-begging.

Once again, Gosalyn was silent. She knew that being silent was not helping her case, but she could not put into words her feelings at this moment. She knew her father would not understand. She loved Negaduck, but Darkwing could never forgive him for what he had done. Instead, she took a seat on the arm of a nearby chair and sighed. She waited for there to be more said, but when it became apparent that they were waiting for her, she looked around at all of them and gave the best, most truthful answer that she could.

"I love him, Dad. I won't apologize for that. However, I will apologize for lying to you all, and to you, Honk, for using you in my lies. I'm so sorry for that. But… I knew this would happen…" she said.

Darkwing was enraged.

"You knew this would happen! Well, of course it would happen! Have you forgotten! Have you forgotten who he is! He's Negaduck! He's evil! He's murdered, stolen, and raped! How… how can you say these things to me!" Darkwing yelled.

Gosalyn stood, the fire of her love, determination, and personal beliefs fueling her.

"I love him!" she screamed. "I love him, I love him, I love him! Why is this a horrible sentence, and why am I horrible person for feeling this way! You married her! She's an ex-con too!"

Her hand flew out to indicate Morgana, who gasped along with Honker. Darkwing's jaw dropped.

"Gos…" Honker said, but he seemed unable to continue. Perhaps it was the killer glare she shot at him.

"Go to your room…" Darkwing said quietly.

"I'm not a child," she replied as calmly as she could.

"I said, go to your room!" Darkwing yelled.

Tears welling up, Gosalyn shoved past Morgana and mounted the stairs two by two. Once in her room, she slammed the door shut and distinctly heard something fall in one of the rooms below.

…………………

It was at least two hours later, and Gosalyn had still not come out of her room. Morgana had tried to make a peace offering of food, only to be rudely rejected. However, it wasn't that Gosalyn had spent that entire time in tears. Quite the contrary. She had stopped crying minutes after slamming her door. She had stopped crying and started planning. She knew that her father was going to ask her to stop seeing Negaduck. Ask? No. He was going to make her stop seeing him. She had to do something.

Even though she had stopped crying, she had not moved from her spot in front of the door. She stood now and walked to her desk. Upon it was the most curious item. A leather-bound journal, with a small note attached to it. She picked up the note and read:

Dear Gos,

It seems only yesterday when you were just a small girl in elementary school. Now, you are close to graduating and seventeen years old. You've grown up so fast. I know that you don't write a lot and have never kept a diary, but I thought that now that you are reaching or have reached maturity that you might need something to record your thoughts in. Anyway, happy birthday and I love you.

Love,

Dad

Gosalyn put the note aside and picked up the journal. She had forgotten completely that tomorrow was her seventeenth birthday. She flipped the journal over in her hand, although she was not entirely sure why. Then, sitting down, she flipped open the front cover and began to write.

"It is an odd history I've decided to write here…"

…………………

Negaduck stood silently at the end of the drawbridge of Moloculo's home. The night was dark, darker than he had thought it when he had been coming home from his and Gosalyn's date. He couldn't explain it, but he was incredibly uneasy. It was as if he expected someone just to randomly appear out of the darkness.

Low and behold, someone was walking toward him. He couldn't make out who it was at first, but then, as the figure got closer, he could make out the bright red hair that could only belong to his Gosalyn. He stepped away from the drawbridge and met her halfway. Her eyes were dry, but her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing. He took her into his arms and she explained everything. When she had finished, she looked up into his eyes.

"We have to leave. We have to leave St. Canard. I won't stop seeing you, and I can't stop loving you. But Dad will never let me be at peace now. We have to leave," she said.

For the first time, Negaduck noticed that she had a single suitcase with her. He looked at her, searching her eyes.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Run away… with me?" he asked.

She nodded, pressing her cheek against his chest. He hugged her once, tightly, then said, "All right. Come with me. We'll take my old 'cycle."

End Notes: I quite enjoyed writing that! Now, I know that this doesn't seem like it should be about ready to end, but it is. You'll see how it ends and why it needs a sequel in the next chapter. There will also be a reminder of the sequel's title in the author's notes. Please R & R! Thanks!