~Chapter 3~

The twins, over the exciting and eventful course of one year, had undoubtedly developed their own personalities. Danny and Sam were busy parents, working literally day and night. Sam, being the only one who could breastfeed them when they were younger, was forced to drop out of high school. She was jobless, but was kept occupied by caring for the twins. She usually took a nap when they did.

Danny had really taken charge of his life. When he realized that high school and twins were simply too much for Sam, he took it upon himself to study hard so he could finish high school, that way he could provide for Sam and the children when he was an adult. She was counting on him for that reason exactly to get his diploma.

Lilith and Danny Junior, it turned out, couldn't take on the name of Fenton unless Sam changed her last name. But for that she needed her parents' consent. She still hadn't called her parents to tell them about the twins. For now, the babies' last name was Manson. It was a constant reminder to Sam of what had happened, but there were many times she thought of it as "for the best". Because from the man, she had gained her babies. She loved them despite who they were born to.

Danny loved the children as if they were his own. He had a nice little family going on with Sam right now, and his parents were proud that their son hadn't abandoned Sam, like most teen fathers do, and had eagerly helped raise the twins. Still, though, they were just teenagers, and Maddie and Jack stepped in at times to help them.

The halfa also found time for Sam. Occasionally he would ask his parents to watch the twins while he and Sam went on date. Maddie and Jack didn't mind, so long as they weren't forced to be the parents.

At night, too, Danny curled his arms around the goth. They had slept that way all this time mainly because Sam had grown to fear the dark, swearing she saw someone. Danny knew why she was so freaked out, and even though it sometimes got annoying, he lended her his protection from the imaginary people. It was better than her going crazy, though, so...

Alot had changed about Sam and Danny since the twins were born. They had both matured and started taking on the responsibilities of an adult. They had to in order to properly raise the babies.

And the babies had matured with their parents. Lilith was already walking, and it looked like Danny Junior was getting close. He was probably going to take his first step any day now; it was only a matter of time before one of his little feet kept him balanced as he stumbled around the room. Danny was looking forward to that day much more than Sam, probably because she was the one constantly running after them while Danny was at school. One of them could walk, and run at that, and the other crawled anywhere he could fit himself. It wasn't easy watching the twins, let alone getting them to eat. Their food preferences varied between them. You know how they say twins were practically identical? Not true in the slightest. Even though these little ones looked the same, aside from normal gender differences, they were the furthest thing from "alike". Lilith liked sweet and crunchy foods, while Junior liked bland and soft foods. Junior liked bread, Lilith liked crackers. Junior like pears, Lilith liked peaches. Junior liked applesauce, Lilith liked fresh strawberries. They would never eat the same thing as the other. Two separate meals had to be prepared to get either of them to eat.

It was a dying shame that Sam's parents couldn't see the twins. They could come over any time they wanted, but they never did. They never had. They probably never would. Maybe they would like the twins, maybe they wouldn't. Maybe if she summoned the courage to tell them what really happened, that the twins weren't really Danny's, then perhaps they would forgive her and actually visit form time to time. Heck, they hadn't even called since she had been kicked out. You would think that the least they could do was send a letter. But then again, they didn't know the story behind their grandchildren. Danny's parents, Jack and Maddie, and his sister, Jazz, didn't even know. Just like he promised, he had kept it a secret. Granted, he had pushed her several times to tell at least her grandmother, but even though she knew her grandmother wouldn't turn her back to her, Sam simply didn't have it in her. She feared that the old woman would have a heart attack or a stroke if she found out what happened. And she just couldn't do that to a family member.

Her parents were a different story. Because of the way they treated her, she figured they didn't even deserve to be entrusted with such a huge secret. They had been vile, throwing her out of the house. She was only fifteen when they did that. How could they have abandoned her? And with such cruel words! It was heartbreaking and it stung far worse than any hornets' nest.

Oh, and let's not forget about that awful time she'd spent tearing flesh, ripping the blade from one side to the other. She had stopped that permanently. But her parents didn't know about it. In fact nobody knew about it. Nobody but Danny anyway.

Sam looked down at her arm, hidden underneath a white long-sleeve shirt. She was still ashamed of what she'd done. It had become her greatest regret. And to think that at one time she saw that pocketknife as a harmless, stress-relieving object. She had been masking those innumerable scars since she first started, and ever since she stopped. There was always cosmetic surgery, which she planned on one day having in order to remove the scars, but she couldn't do that until she inherited her parents' fortune. They didn't have the money right now, but she was lucky to be the heiress to so much money. And in her parents' will, she was also the heiress to a huge company currently owned by her parents. She knew all about business from the way she grew up. Her parents had prepared her for the day she would take over the company. Sam had always been advanced in personal finance and pretty much any form of math...aside from physics. Physics had to be her worst subject.

Nobody knew about the scars, and nobody knew about why they were there. And nobody would ever know, aside from Tucker, who knew only half of it, and Danny, who knew all of it. Turned out, Danny had covered for Sam while she was in Other Ways. So literally nobody knew about the scars that covered her arms, thighs, and some of her belly. Well, except Jazz. Sam didn't know she knew, but she did. She'd seen the aftermath of her actions and had seen the pain it brought on her little brother. Jazz could never forget Danny's strangled, hurt voice and his tears of sadness. It was a horrible thing to watch. Heck, the boy had even accepted a hug from his older sister! That had to say something if nothing else did.

And speaking of Danny...

He walked in on Sam, who had just gotten out of the shower. She screamed out in alarm. Thankfully she had a towel wrapped around her, but still...it was embarrassing. The halfa quickly covered his eyes and blushed. "Sorry!"

Hiding herself behind the bathroom door, she asked what he wanted.

He hesitated, which meant it couldn't be good...which meant it wasn't something she wanted to hear. Which meant her wrath could come out...

"Danny...?" she asked cautiously.

"Um... I made a phone call," he answered.

"So? Why'd you scare me just to tell me that?"

"Well...the phone's still ringing. I think you should be the one to talk to...uh, the person on the other end," he replied.

Everything was silent for a long few moments, the only sounds interrupting at intervals being the muffled phone rings.

A growl was heard coming from the bathroom. "Danny, stop thinking about me naked."

The poor boy blushed. "I wasn't! I swear!"

An unbelieving grunt was heard. Although technically, he already had seen her...sort of. He'd caught a glimpse when he'd cut the babies' umbilical cords. She'd been on his case about that ever since she'd recovered from labor. It wasn't like it was his fault though! She gave him permission to go down there. But it was only a glimpse and besides, he'd passed out afterward.

One of the twins was heard crying.

"Danny, can you get them? Just give me the phone. And knock if you need me, no barging in this time," she said, cracking the door slightly so she could get the phone.

She picked it up and waited for the person on the other end to pick up. It took like two more minutes before they did.

"Hello?" a male voice said.

"This is Sam Manson," she replied.

"Ah! Ms. Manson! Did you need anything? I'd be more than happy to help! How is that baby of yours doing, hm? Getting along as a mother?" the voice gushed.

"Uh...who am I speaking to again?" she asked.

There was a laugh on the other end. "It's Mr. Johnson, remember? I was your butler?"

"Oh, yeah!" Sam's voice suddenly caught in her throat as she realized who Danny was trying to call. She listened to Mr. Johnson's excited questions about her and the "baby". He didn't know that the one baby had turned out to be two babies. Everybody but her family, it seemed, knew about the twins. Her parents, that's who Danny wanted her to talk to.

But he just didn't understand... It wasn't easy, like telling his parents. Her parents were much more overbearing. They still didn't know anything. They didn't know what had become of their daughter or her babies, which as far as they knew was only one baby. They didn't if there had been any complications with her pregnancy or with the birth...heck, they hadn't even shown up to witness the babies literal birthday, as in, the actual day of their birth. Now they were one and her parents hadn't shown up to the twins' birthday. The babies had never met their maternal grandparents, and their biological paternal grandparents didn't even know they existed. But it could've been worse. Danny's parents could've rejected her just like her own, but they didn't. Instead they welcomed her into their home, their family.

Mr. Johnson seemed to know the reason for the call and said, "I'm sorry to say, but your parents aren't home right now, Ms. Manson. They've gone to the store. May I take a message?"

Sam sighed and sniffled. Memories of how...right life had been before the twins flooded her mind. Everything was how it should've been. She went to school, made good grades, studied hard, helped Danny catch ghosts, hung out with Tucker at the Nasty Burger, harbored a deep hatred for Paulina...and lived with her parents. Her real parents. The ones that raised her since she was born. And the ones that she missed more than ever now.

Tears formed at the edges of her eyes. She tried to blink them away but it only pushed them from her eyes to her cheeks. She didn't bother wiping them off. So they just ran down her face, dropping off at her chin. Her mascara began to bleed into her salty tears and soon little streams of deluded black painted lines on her face. Sam the strong, Sam the unbreakable...was brought down just by the mere thought of her parents.

"Uh...Ms. Manson...? Are you still there?" Mr. Johnson asked her.

She sniffled again and blinked through the tears. "No, no message."

"Are you okay, Ms. Manson?" he asked.

She could do nothing more than hang up. Her parents should've meant nothing to her by now. She should've learned her lesson by now. But it was never good, was it? She still loved and missed her parents, even after they'd disowned her while she was pregnant with a rapist's children! And even if the twins really were Danny's, why should it matter to them? She was independent, sure, but she was also very young to be on her own. She was lucky Danny's parents had been more understanding than her own. She was lucky they'd taken her in. And she was lucky to even have shelter at this point. She'd taken for granted the luxuries of her real parents and the so-called "love" that they'd given her. They didn't love her... They threw her out, left her on the streets, didn't even check up on her to see if she was okay? She almost died! Three times! And if she had died, would they have known? No. would they have even cared?

...No.

A/N

Well, we this is where we get a little insight to the everyday lives of Sam and Danny's new and domestic life. If you're a new reader (I know I've been gone for awhile now, which is why I'm saying this) then you might want to read Flowers Will Bloom, the story that practically birthed Flowers Will Grow. You'll understand everything if you read it, and you'll be surprised at some of the twists I've thrown in there.

Well, I'm really hoping for seventy (70) reviews, I want to see if I can pull that off. But because it's a lot to ask, I'll settle for sixty (60) reviews. The more reviews, the faster the update.

Even if you don't review, though, I want to thank you for reading the story. :) So thank you, readers (and of course, reviewers too)!

Now, as always, I'll answer your reviews for the last chapter:

Sunshine-Midnight123- :) Yeah, I thought I would just kinda put a little emotion in it.

RainingHearts4Ever- lol I just thought of the hamstring part and I knew I had to put it in there. And hey, I actually liked those titles. Flowers Will Grow just seemed to fit better since this story is basically about the new life Sam and Danny are living.

Inuyuke- lol Well after Flowers Will Bloom, I kinda got the hang of writing mushy fluffy stuff.

Codiak- Thanks for the review. Also, you're going down. ;)

DPraven- I thought I'd keep the "Flowers Will..." part because I saw it very fitting for the sequel to Flowers Will Bloom.

Looka'sMagicHell- Oh, I know. I'm sorry. I've got so many stories, but there was also a problem with fanfiction; it wouldn't let me update any of my stories. It's obviously fixed now though.

swiftie13- lol Thanks. I actually don't get sick very often, just a string of bad luck I guess. And your ideas weren't bad. XD Everyone keeps saying that, but their ideas are actually good.

Skye of the Night- Thank you. :) As you can see, I went with "Flowers Will Bloom". Thank you for your help, it's much appreciated.

Me XD- -_-" There's a reason people use pen names, you know. Yeah, went with the Flowers Will Grow title.

Shadowkatze- Thanks! Oh, and it's fine. :)

ChristinCC- Thank you, and I did stay with my little theme. Figured it would be perfect for a sequel.

Phanfan925- Yeah...sorry about the wait. Fanfiction wouldn't let me update my stories for a long time. Then after the problem was fixed, I got horrible writers' block.

AquaLotus- First things first, I love your pen name! Secondly, thank you. :)

Basia- I'm very aware of the grammar I use in my stories. I do run-ons and fragments because I know that without emotion, no story is interesting. So they're there for emotional purposes. Again, I am so sorry about the wait... :( Fanfiction wouldn't let me update my stories for the longest of times, and when it was fixed, I tried to finish this chapter, but I had writers' block. And thank you for the part about FWB, I hope you continue reading my stories. Thank you for your review. It's much appreciated.

DXSGirl123- lol That's funny. XP And well...hm...you know what? I think I'll leave that a mystery. ;D

SilverWolf329- Thank you. :) And thank you again. I never imagined so many people would like Flowers Will Bloom. And I can't tell you how delighted I am to have read your review. :D

Rogue Alice- :P I try. And I'll keep working on this story. I promise, even if it takes me half my lifetime, I WILL finish this story. And who knows, maybe there will be a sequel to this sequel! ;)

Kitty in Boots- :( So sorry! Fanfiction wouldn't let me update my stories for the longest time, then when the problem was fixed, I had writers' block. Hope I can get back on your good side.

puppets4ever- I didn't want this story to go on hiatus. Fanfiction wouldn't let me update any of my stories, then I had writers' block when the problem was fixed.

DeviousAngel1998- Thanks! :D I try to do my best.

actoz- Aw... :( I bet you could write something ten times better than this. But I'm glad to know you think I'm doing a good job.

Shadowspecter13- Now, actually. ;P

The Guy in Black And White- I promise you, I WILL finish this story!

writergirl142- I'm definitely continuing this. ;) You didn't think I'd give up on a story so many people love, did you?

For anyone who doesn't know this: I never WANTED this story to take so long. I wanted to update right away, but then fanfiction wouldn't let me update my stories, and when the problem was fixed, I got writers' block. But now CMF is back, and I promise you all, I'll finish this story. I'll make it good, I'll make it worth your time! And I am REALLY sorry for the inconveniences. But know that I'm not giving up on this story, I'll work on it to my best ability, and I'll finish it.