Chapter 7: Feeling…Fatherly?
"Mom? Dad? What are you guys doing out here?" Came Hannah's voice from the door.
"We're just relaxing, we'll be inside in a minute. Go wake up your brother and start getting ready." Danny told her.
'Why did I even ask?' Hannah thought to herself. In the future, her parents did this often…came outside and just relaxed in each other's arms while watching the sunrise.
After Hannah had gone in, Sam looked up at Danny and watched him watching the sun rise. She studied him, the way the light reflected off his soft face, the way his baby blue eyes were staring straight ahead, showing he was in deep thought.
'Damn, I must be the luckiest girl in the world to have a guy like him' She thought.
"Come on, Sam, I think it's time to go in." He whispered.
"Just a few more minutes…please?" She begged.
"As tempting as sitting out here all day with such a beautiful women such as yourself, sounds Ms. Manson, we can't we have school." He teased slightly.
"Oh, but I'm not Ms. Manson, I'm Mrs. Fenton…or haven't you heard Mr. Fenton?" She teased back.
"Well, then, Mrs. Fenton, we really have to get the kids ready for school." He said.
"Wow, you're already acting fatherly." Sam pointed out.
Danny rubbed the back of his neck… "I know, huh? It feels really weird."
"I didn't think you thought of anything as 'weird' anymore." She raised an eyebrow for emphasis.
They headed back into the house and 30 minutes later they where on their way.
As they walked, Danny and Sam held hands and discussed what they would tell everyone.
"You could say that we're you're uncle's sister's mother's son's cousin's aunt's and uncle's kids twice removed…brought together by Oprah." Ben said enthusiastically.
Sam, Hannah, and Danny just rolled they're eyes and sighed heavily.
"What?" Ben asked.
"Or we could just say you're my cousins" Danny suggested.
"That's brilliant Dad!" Hannah replied as Sam leaned over and gave him a congratulatory kiss on the lips.
"Ewww, Mom, Dad, can't you control yourselves? Geez, like we don't see enough of that in the future." Ben said sourly.
Sam and Danny just smiled, know that 30 years from now their love would still be going strong.
They arrived at school shortly. It was still an hour until the bell rung, as they had opted to walk instead of wait for the bus. That's when it happened.
Dash, in all his stupidity, came lumbering over and, without warning, put his arm around Hannah's shoulders.
"So, babe, hows about you ditch these losers and hang with me?" He said, egotistically.
"No thanks. I've got better things to do." She told him and she pushed him away.
Not caring who saw, Dash grabbed her arm roughly and said between clenched teeth, "I said come on, BABE!"
Before Dash knew what was going on, Danny was ramming him, full speed, into the ground and beating him senseless. If not for the combined forces of Sam, Hannah, and Ben, pulling him off…he probably would have killed him.
"Danny, Stop! If Lancer comes around, you're dead!" Sam pleaded to him.
Dash was getting up, wiping the blood off his lips, and wincing at the pain of his soon-to-be shiner.
"Yeah, Fentina, better listen to your bitch." Dash growled.
That set Danny off. He ripped free of the group's grasp and charged at dash again…and with strength he didn't know he had in his human form, he grabbed dash by the collar of his shirt and slammed him into a wall.
"Don't you EVER talk about Sam that way EVER again." Danny demanded before right-hooking him about five feet away.
He walked over to where Dash lay, half-conscious, and squatted down next to him.
"And if you EVER touch my daughter like that again…I WON'T hold back…that's a promise." Danny threatened.
Thank god it was so early. No one caught wind of the action and no one caught Danny's last comment.
Well they thought no one did.
"Excuse me, did you just say that that girl over there is your daughter?" said a voice as the person came from behind a tree.