Hello! Welcome to another DP story of mine! I thought of this earlier, and now that I'm posting it I will try to spend the next few days focusing on my other stories. But for now, I hope you enjoy this!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Danny Phantom series, in whole or in part.

Daniel Fenton pushed the door open and brought the luggage in first, placing it in the closet before going back to scoop up his bride. Careful not to bump her head, he carried her over the threshold, kicking the door shut behind them. She giggled playfully, feeling both elated and anxious regarding what lied ahead.

Danny gingerly set Samantha on the bed, when he noticed a "Do Not Disturb" sign laying on one of the pillows. He went to the door once again, opening it just enough to hang the sign on the handle before closing and locking it. He walked back to the bedroom, resisting the urge to dive onto the bed- and on top of his wife.

But that quickly became a non-issue, as she had gotten up to dig something out of the suitcase. Hiding it under her dress skirt, she slinked into the bathroom and shut the door. Danny could hear Sam rustling about as she changed into the little surprise that she had snuck into the suitcase just before they left for the airport.

When the door opened, Danny went wide-eyed as he admired her. Her long brunette locks, which had been pinned up in a bun, now cascaded down her lithe form. Her violet eyes shimmered from behind the spiral curls surrounding her face, and her milky white skin glowed under the last rays of sunlight streaming into the room.

But if how she looked above the shoulders amazed him, then how she looked below excited him. He could hardly breathe as his eyes traveled down her body, drinking of her curves and undressing her with his eyes. She had slipped into a silky purple robe that matched her eyes perfectly. It was deliciously short and low-cut, making him want whatever she was hiding beneath it all the more.

Sam stepped towards Danny, giving him a kiss and tangling her fingers in his thick, jet black hair. He immediately secured his arms around her dainty waist, pulling her in closer to deepen the kiss. She smiled as her body was pushed against his, noticing just how much he appreciated her change of clothes. As he stopped kissing her to finger the fabric, he stared at her before his lips flew to her neck.

Sam grabbed his shirt and pushed him back onto the bed, falling on top of him. He rolled them over so they were sideways, facing each other. His hands moved to the sash holding the robe closed, and he tugged at it, fiddling with the knot.

"Allow me," she whispered seductively, untying the robe. He began to slide it off her, kissing her shoulders along the way. Upon removing it, he cast it aside. She laid on her back, stretching her arms above her head, allowing him to see her in all her glory.

Her mom had taken her shopping a couple days previous, insisting that she find something appropriate for the wedding night. Sam had found a couple things of interest, but had decided to hold off on wearing them until later in the honeymoon. She and Danny had already waited several years to reach that level of intimacy, having resolved to save themselves for marriage. She wasn't about to make him wait any longer by having to peel off more clothing.

Danny examined her nude body for the very first time. He was the first to see her like this; soon enough she would be the first to see him like that. For now, though, he wanted to focus on enjoying her body, before the time came to accomplish that for which they'd waited so long.

But Sam wouldn't have any of it. Her husband was still fully dressed, save shoes, and she decided it was time for him to play catch-up. Pushing him back, she began unbuttoning his shirt, the excitement growing within her. But Danny stopped her, choosing instead to simply phase off his clothes.

Now it was Sam's turn to lose her breath. All that ghost hunting had been good to him- he was flat-out ripped. Every curvature of his muscles became a place for her to explore, a secret for her to discover with her eyes, mouth, and hands.

For a moment they just stared at each other, so overwhelmed that they were speechless. Then Sam reached out to Danny and stroked his face, before taking his hands and placing them on her body. Danny did the same with hers, and they began to touch each other, revelling in the sensation. Their touches were soon replaced by kisses.

At last, after making mental maps of each other's bodies, they knew the time had come. Their bodies united in an explosion of love, passion, and pent-up desire that had built up over the years. They quickly came to understand why the wedding night was the most important, even for couples that had already shared that intimacy before marriage. They had become one, and although a bit painful for Sam initially, both knew it was the first of many times in which they would truly express their love for one another while satisfying human instinct.

As they lay in each other's arms afterwards, their heavy breathing subsiding, they talked quietly about the experience. They'd often been left wondering if waiting was the right thing. Now, after the fact, both knew that they'd made the right decision. That they had waited for each other was the ultimate wedding present. But what they didn't know was that they'd soon have another very special gift, one they'd created that very night.

A month later...

"Well, Mrs. Fenton, when is the last time you menstruated?" Sam's general physician asked her.

"About six weeks ago. I was due to start again a couple weeks ago, but my cycle gets thrown off when I'm under stress. And the wedding was many things to me, including stressful."

"And what else ails you?"

"Well, I've been quite nauseous, and a bit lightheaded. And somewhat weak."

"Ah, I see. For how long?"

"Maybe a week or two."

"Have you started your birth control?"

"Not yet. I didn't get it until after my last period finished, so I've been waiting to begin."

"Well, you must not begin it."

"Why?"

"Because you are with child."

Danny heard the door close and looked up from his spot in the waiting room to see his wife, indicating she was done. He put away the magazine he'd been reading- a parenting one, of all things, because that's how bored he was- then stood up and stretched. They both bid good-bye to the receptionist before going out to the car.

"How are you feeling, my love?" Danny inquired.

"Kind of hungry, actually."

"What did the doctor say?"

Sam tried to hide her happiness. She wanted to wait for just the right time to share the news. "I'll tell you over lunch, okay?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Surprise me."

Danny pulled up to the couple's favorite restaurant, parking in the shade. Despite their hometown of Amity Park being situated in Pacific Northwest, it could get quite warm there in the summer, when it wasn't raining. The two chose a table outside, poring over the menu before deciding to go with their favorite dishes after all.

As they ate somewhat silently, since both were extremely hungry, Danny eyed his wife curiously. He didn't know if it was due to the nice weather or him and Sam living up to their newlywed status, but she had a glow about her. He couldn't describe it, except to say that it was breathtaking.

Danny noticed how quickly Sam devoured her meal, causing him to raise his eyebrows. Once their dishes were cleared away, Sam moved her chair closer to his and began to speak to him in a low voice.

"You know how you were reading that magazine earlier?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Well, did you learn anything of interest?"

"Maybe," he smiled at her questions. "Why?"

"Well, because it may come in handy sooner than you think."

"What are you talking about?" Danny asked, puzzled.

In answer, Sam simply put his hand on her belly.

"No way," Danny said.

Sam simply nodded her head yes, her violet eyes shining. Her face was absolutely beaming.

"I'm going to be a dad? I'm going to be a dad!" Danny squealed, kissing her and pulling her into a hug.

Danny and Sam planned a get-together for the next day, so they could tell both their families at the same time, along with some of their closest friends. As everyone dined on vegetarian lasagne, salad, and garlic bread, the couple looked at each other and smiled. Once dessert was served, they decided it was time to tell everyone the real reason for the gathering, aside from celebrating their one-month wedding anniversary.

Danny tapped his wine glass for attention. Once everyone quieted down, he stood up, a toothy grin on his face. "I know Sam and I told you that this dinner was for our anniversary, but it's much more than that. We're pleased to announce that there will soon be another member of our big, happy family."

There were gasps of surprise all around. Once the shock ended, the guests began congratulating the couple, getting up to hug Sam and Danny. The couple had come such a long way, from secretly liking each other in their days at Casper High, to finally owning up to their feelings and dating during their last two years at the school, to going their separate ways in college, to reuniting after getting their Bachelor's degrees. They had dated a total of three years before marrying, and now, here they were, only a month into their marriage, and already with a child on the way.

"Wow, Danny, I can't believe you and Sam are going to have a baby," commented their best friend, Tucker Foley. "How did that happen?"

Danny's older sister and Tucker's girlfriend, Jasmine, rolled her eyes at this. "Come on, Tuck, we all know how it happened," she said.

"I know, Jazz. I just mean that it happened so fast. I mean, for two people that didn't even do it until they were married, they sure made quick work of it."

"Tucker..." Danny, Sam, and Jazz all murmured simultaneously.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Sorry."

As Danny and Sam lay in bed that night, exhausted from the party- and other things- they held each other close, still in disbelief that in eight months, they would be bringing a human being into the world. A baby to call their own. After talking for awhile, Sam drifted off to sleep in her husband's arms. Danny started to follow suit, but his thought process began to disrupt him.

Worries swirled through Danny's mind. He'd been living as a half-human, half-ghost for a decade. Now he had to worry about passing on the genetic deviation to his offspring. A lab accident had caused his DNA to mutate; what of his unborn child? Would he pass it on?

Scientific logic said that the baby would then be one-quarter ghost, but his own observations could easily convince him otherwise. After all, characteristics could easily 'skip a generation.' And what would happen if there was some sort of incomplete dominance? Would the child sense ghosts and not be able to morph into one? Or vice-versa? Or none of the above? Or both, like him?

A sleeping Sam seemed to sense her husband's concerns, as she began to stir. "You okay, Danny?" she asked, her now-open eyes staring up into his bright blue ones.

"I'm fine, Sammy. You get some sleep, okay?" he insisted, giving her a soft kiss. Still not convinced, she snuggled up closer to him, rubbing his arms.

Since he'd learned of Sam's pregnancy, the last day-and-a-half had been a blur. But now, as his wife attempted to calm him, Danny realized it was time to get serious. So he made a mental promise to himself, and to her and the baby as well. He resolved to do anything to protect the two of them from any harm, no matter how serious- or trivial, for that matter, as was often the case in the height of his ghost-fighting days. From this point, he would forego his wants and needs in favor of providing for his growing family. Whatever it took.

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