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Chapter 11: Fight to the death

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Danny hadn't had nine months to get used to the idea of becoming a parent, and the first morning he woke to baby Danny crying, he quite literally fell out of the bed. Sam and the baby had only just been released from the hospital, and Sam groaned and rolled over, mumbling a plea for Danny to go check on the baby. He readily agreed, giving her a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room to go across the hall into the nursery. Baby Danny lay on his back in his crib, tiny fists flailing in the air as he cried, little eyes shut tightly, and tears slipping down his red cheeks.

"Hey," Danny whispered, lifting the little baby out of the crib and rocking him some before moving to the rocking chair and sitting down, resting baby Danny on his chest. "Mommy's trying to sleep," he whispered, kissing the top of his son's head. "What's wrong, huh?"

The child's cries lessened to weak whimpers, little hands uncurling to grasp the familiar person's shirt. He was afraid and alone, but he recognized the soothing voice, though he couldn't put a name to it yet. His whimpers ceased entirely as he began to suck on Danny's knuckle, his eyes closing as he stirred only a bit to get more comfortable. Danny smiled, rocking back and forth in the chair. This was his son, his little boy that he and Sam had created. He kissed the top of the baby's head as he drifted off to sleep, and Danny stood, heading for his and Sam's room.

That morning, Pamela and Jeremy Manson had managed to pull some strings and get Sam and Danny married to avoid an even worse scandal destroying their name. The Fenton's chipped in and bought the young couple a house. Thankfully, Maddie and Jazz had convinced Jack not to order a "Fenton Works" sign for the side of their house.

Danny sat down on the bed, keeping one hand supporting his son while he reached out and stroked Sam's hair with the other. Said young woman stirred and rolled over, lilac eyes opening. She smiled and yawned, stretching her arms over her head. She reached for the baby, and Danny carefully transferred sleeping baby Danny over to his mommy. Sam rested the child on her stomach, stroking his fuzzy head.

"You know we won't be able to call him baby Danny when he's older," Sam whispered.

"Yeah, I know. We can just call him DJ then." Danny ran his finger down his son's arm, smiling as the baby stirred at the contact and cooed in his sleep. "For now, he's baby Danny because that's what he is." His smile widened as he looked up at Sam. "He's our little baby."

"Yes, yes he is." She smiled and closed her eyes as Danny leaned down and set a gentle kiss on her forehead. "And he'll be our little baby for a while yet." She sighed then opened her eyes. "Take him back to bed? We have an early day tomorrow."

"Sure." He picked up little Danny carefully, walking back to the nursery and carefully setting the baby in his bed, pulling his little blanket up to his chin. He smiled, rubbing his son's back. "Goodnight, baby Danny." Then he returned to his own room.

There were still many hours off till dawn when Danny woke again, a blue mist escaping his mouth. At the same moment, the baby monitor went off as baby Danny screamed and cried. Sam woke as well, rubbing sleep from her eyes as Danny stiffened.

"Danny?" she mumbled. "What's wrong?"

"Stay here," he whispered, changing to ghost form.

Sam sat up, instantly awake. "Danny—" He disappeared from view, and she swallowed hard. Something was wrong, and she'd be damned if she'd sit here and wait.

Danny slipped invisibly into the nursery, hands balling into his fists as his eyes fell upon the scene before him. Plasmius stood in the center of the room holding the screaming baby in his arms. He was smirking, looking down at the child and almost laughing.

Danny rematerialized, eyes blazing. "Let him go, you bastard," he growled.

Plamius looked up at the younger halfa, smirking. "Why, Daniel, surely you remember what you agreed upon. You would get your little girlfriend pregnant, and I would take the son she bore."

"Like hell I'll let you take him!"

"And how do you plan to stop me?" Vlad asked with a cruel laugh. He glanced at Danny's glowing hands then back at the baby. "Would you really fire that at me when I might just put your son in the way of the blast."

Danny swallowed hard, the glow about his hands dying. "You're a sick man," he snarled.

"Yes, so you've told me before." Plasmius began to levitate off the ground, floating toward the window. "But then, that's how I've always been."

"No!" Sam screamed, lunging at the man.

Both halfas were so stunned, Plasmius didn't even notice Sam had taken the child from him until he saw Danny's silver ghost ray headed for him. "Oh, butter biscuits," he muttered as he was thrown out the window.

Danny flew after him, floating in the air as Plasmius leaned on a ledge of a nearby building before standing and glaring at the younger halfa who smirked. "I'm stronger than you are, Vlad, and it's all thanks to you," he said. Then he took a deep breath, opened his mouth and released his Ghostly Wail.

Plasmius roared in agony as he was thrown against the building, grimacing as he could feel himself being crushed further and further into the side of the building. Danny didn't cease the attack until Plasmius returned to his human form. Then he watched as the old man fell to his death three stories down. He took a shuddering breath, blinking at the unmoving form of Vlad Masters lying on the ground broken. Then he turned away from the sight, flying back into the window he had flown out of. Sam was sitting the floor, comforting baby Danny. Adult Danny returned to human form, stumbling over to his small family. He dropped to his knees beside them, stroking Sam's hair before gathering them both into his arms and hugging them tightly. Tears slipped down his cheeks to mingle with Sam's. He had nearly lost them, and now because of it, he had killed someone.