So much to do...yet so little time...Man I really hate when I have to get things done (like this) and then my family wants me to go out for like 2-3 hours. Why can't they ask me to do stuff when I'm not busy? *sigh* Well, I'd better stop complaining otherwise I will delay things even further, even though I have a long weekend (I have the 9th off) I still feel like I don't have a lot of time.
Anyways, better get on with the Chapter before I delay it to Monday, well I pretty much will be at this point. So enjoy the next Chapter of Forgetful Love. ^^
DP (C) Butch Hartman
An idea had to be made, as Danny flew through the sky, he thought long and hard for a solution to this endless and ginormous problem. He knew he had to think of something to set Sam's life straight, but because his mind wasn't that complex, it was very difficult for him to come up with anything before he reached Sam's window.
He knocked as to not startle Sam; he couldn't see anything through the window because the curtains weren't drawn. But then, Sam opened them to see Danny just outside, she gestured to him silently to come in. Danny flew in and transformed into his human half, he kept a certain distance away from Sam because he was still unsure about everything and couldn't think of anything to help her.
"Sam...I wish I could help." He stuttered looking the other way as Sam approached him.
"You can help; you're just not trying hard enough." Sam stated standing closer to his side as he hesitantly walked away slightly.
Danny sighed and closed his eyes as he tried to think harder, but he didn't know if he could think any harder than he had been ever since this problem arose. He looked up and clenched the hair on the sides of his head as he took in a deep breath in stress and deep thought.
"I don't know, and what bothers me even more is whether this kid is mine or not."
Sam rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Look, we need to decide if I'm giving up the 'baby' or not. And then we can sort that out." She exclaimed, correcting Danny with the word 'baby'.
"Well if you don't keep it then that wouldn't be such an issue, but it still bothers me that you did it with someone that may have not been me." Danny explained in complaint, as he grew more frustrated as he turned and started to walk away from Sam. "I just hope this amnesia goes away, it's really getting on my nerves!" He yelled as he grabbed his hair again in stress.
"Hey, I'm annoyed too." Sam said with her hand on her hip. "And having evidence of what happened is written all over us, and especially me!" She cried, pointing to her broken arm and then her stomach.
Danny started to think that coming to see Sam wasn't working out the way he wanted it to work, he leant against an open wall and crossed his arms as he looked down and then up again as he thought of anything that was coming to mind.
Danny shook his head when a thought occurred to him, he reluctantly told Sam what this thought was.
"Look, I was just thinking...that maybe you could keep the kid, and you can give it up for adoption?"
Sam gasped in shock and disgust. "I'm not giving away my baby to someone who might poison their life with meat and all those other animal based products!" She declared as she held her stomach tightly in protection.
"It was just a thought, okay?" Danny said in an annoyed tone. "Well, did you have anything in mind?" He asked.
"I'm not sure, that's why I asked you come over so we could figure this out together..."
"Well fat lot of good that did..." Danny mumbled to himself as he crossed his arms again.
Danny and Sam didn't look at each other since they both seemed to be in a very difficult situation where their ideas weren't working out, even thought Danny had thought of only just one idea, it somehow aggravated Sam a little too much.
Sam looked at Danny, expecting another idea, but knew that she had to think too, it was only that she was indeed thinking, but she was starting to think that she should take her own advice and actually think harder, but she was thinking as hard as she could. Unfortunately to Danny it seemed like Sam wasn't coming up with anything but what he didn't know was that Sam was playing out each idea that she had n her idea and imagined how it would turn out.
She grunted as she turned to Danny, and grumbled something. "Ugh, why is this so hard!?"
Danny looked up as he heard mumbled words escape Sam's mouth. "What was that?" He asked in confusion.
Sam crossed her arm over the arm that was still in its cast and looked down as she walked closer to Danny. "Are you having much luck?" She asked, completely ignoring Danny's question.
"No." He stated bluntly. "I can't think of anything that would work!"
And then, they both at the same time came up with an idea, their eyes widened as they turned to look at each other.
"I've got it!" They both said at the same time.
"Oh, uh you first." Danny said, gesturing to her.
"How about, I could somehow convince my parents to hold up the abortion a little longer until we're able to get a DNA test?" Sam suggested.
"Oh..." Danny said, sounding a little shocked. "But weren't you going to keep the child anyway?" He corrected her.
Sam looked down and realised that she had to tell him that she was having second thoughts about keeping the child.
"Danny...I'm not sure if I want to go through with it anymore."
Danny was now exploding with confusion as nothing seemed to make sense, why Sam was having second thoughts, both of them having amnesia and not remembering how they both ended up like this and who was the father of the child.
"Oh God, can you stop making this more confusing for me!?" Danny cried clenching his fists as Sam sat on the edge of her bed. "You know how much my brain can process on a daily basis, and I think you just surpassed the monthly limit!"
"Hey, don't take this all out on me! You're the victim here too!" Sam snapped.
"Samantha, is everything alright up there?" Sam's mother asked from downstairs.
Both Danny and Sam looked towards the door in sudden worry as Sam's parents could ruin the whole situation, but Sam knew that they had set up the abortion and it was making it incredibly hard for the two teens to make a decision by a certain date.
"Yes mum, everything's fine." She responded loud enough for her mother to hear from upstairs and through a shut bedroom door.
"Sam, I can't let you go through this alone. Whether it's my kid or not, I want to be by your side when you're in the hospital giving birth."
What Danny said which was meant to sound heartfelt made Sam doubt herself and chuckle a little.
"You sure about that? I hear it's pretty painful." She joked, before going back to what she was thinking about before, she sighed in thought. "But I don't want to go through all that pain because of some jerk and-"
"Hold on a minute!" Danny said in sudden realisation.
"Danny?" Sam asked in confusion as Danny stood up from the bed and walked over to the window.
"How about we go along with your idea but if the kid isn't yours then you can just get an abortion." He suggested, adding his idea onto Sam's idea.
Sam looked down and shrugged, seeing that it could work in some way. "I guess that could work, but I don't know how long until it's early enough to get a DNA test done, and how late abortions can go." She replied, feeling unsure of whether this idea was going to work.
"Well, we can look it up." He said, in a more upbeat attitude than from how he was feeling moments before.
Sam nodded and grabbed her laptop which sat on her bedside table when it wasn't in use. She opened it up and began to search on the internet whether it was going to be okay for this plan to go through. It seemed like the only plan that could potentially work for the both of them.
Danny sat on the bed next to Sam, putting his hands in his hooded jacket pockets as he looked over Sam's shoulder to see what she was typing, even though he knew what she was looking for.
Eventually, Sam found the answer they were both looking for; she read it aloud so Danny wouldn't have to come in closer to read it.
"It says here that you can get an abortion as far as three months pregnant, and you can get a DNA test as early as 7 weeks pregnant." She said as she scrolled down the webpage she was on and continued to read the rest of the article.
"it says it all in that one article?" Danny wondered.
"Yeah, I can get precise information. Why do you think I've gotten better grades in reports that had to be typed up?" She stated with a smirk.
Danny raised his eyebrows in surprise of how accurate Sam's internet searches could be; he wished that his internet could work to be that precise.
"So...we can go out with that idea then?"
Sam blew out a puff of air in slight nervousness as she proceeded to shut down her laptop. "I guess so, but I hope my parents are willing to hold up the abortion for another 6 or 7 weeks."
"Wait..." Danny began to say, remembering something vitally important that he wanted to know. "Did the doctor ever tell you how far along you were?" He asked looking at her face as she closed the lid of the laptop.
"I don't know, I mean the doctor gave my parents all the forms. He really should have told me from the beginning." Sam complained in annoyance as she set down the laptop on the floor underneath the bed.
"Shouldn't they do that?"He asked, knowing that doctors usually say how along a woman is going in their pregnancy.
"My doctor was a rookie, so he wasn't good at remembering everything." Sam answered. "That or it was too early to say anything." She added with a shrug on uncertainty.
"Oh." Danny sighed as he looked down, then thought of an idea.
"How about I go look now? Or will your parents actually let you look at the forms?" Danny asked, needing assurance but already knew that her parents would keep the forms away from her for unknown reasons.
"You should know my parents by now."
"Okay, I'll be right back." He replied with a small smile of determination as he transformed into his ghost half.
Danny then turned intangible and flew through the door and down the stairs to see Sam's parents both at the dining table drinking some coffee together. Sam's father was reading the newspaper while her mother was overlooking the forms.
He prayed that the paper she was looking at showed how far along Sam was, he flew in still invisible for a closer look.
Danny sighed in relief as he saw that it was indeed the page he was looking for, but before he could see more clearly, Pamela flipped to another page, Danny grunted in annoyance and flew back a little so that they wouldn't hear him cursing to himself.
"Only one week?" Pamela asked, looking at the other forms that were all stapled together. "She's only one week along?" She asked to Jeremy as she set down the forms.
"One week? Can they tell from that early?" Jeremy questioned her.
As Sam's parents continued to talk to each other about how far along Sam was in her pregnancy, Danny realised that she had only been pregnant for only a week which could help him figure out who the father was to this baby, but he almost forgot that Sam's parents were going to do just that.
"Do you know what this means? We can go over to the Fenton's and ask if Sam and Danny have initiated any sort of contact during that day!"
"Are you sure it's exactly a week? When were those forms printed out?"
Pamela flipped the pages and saw on the top right corner of the first page was the date that it was printed, which was that morning.
"It was printed out this morning. We need to go and see the Fenton's and ask about this to see if that Fenton boy is the reason why our baby girl is in this mess!" Pamela declared.
"Oh crap, this is not good." Danny said in horror and fear as he raced back upstairs and into Sam's room.
Oh man, this could end badly. But why is Danny so worried? Is he feeling like he's the real father of this baby and is worried that his parents would find out? Well, they'll be answered in the next Chapter. I do apologize for the slight delay with this Chapter, but hey better late than never ^^