Gosh, this took so long. I'm super duper sorry, guys, I feel awful for posting this almost two months late (It feels like two months since I was even on here last!) And I know it's really short so don't be too mad, but the truth is that I've been working on a book (Not another Fanfic, an actual book with a cover and stuff!) and I just finished it a few days ago and I've been working on getting an agent to publish it. So, if you see a book in the stores called Monster Academy anytime around this year, that's me! Okay, now here is the chapter. I couldn't really finish it cause my dog started throwing up but I wanted to get it out there so nobody thinks I ended the serious without a conclusion (I hate when that happens, I can understand why authors do it, but it's still annoying when you get into something and all of a sudden it ends with no conclusion.) So, here it is, gotta take care of my puppy now.

Thoughts ran through his mind endlessly. He wanted to kill whoever did this to his little girl. Then again, it's already been a month since she told him, and she still won't speak about who the father is.

All she told him was that he was older than her, but as for names exactly, she wouldn't speak a word. She was dead silent, and nothing could make her speak.

Then came the day he just sat in bed and thought about it all. It didn't make sense, all of a sudden all these secrets come out, he thought his daughter was perfect, but it just took that one night to prove everything he thought was wrong.

He still remembered that frantic call from Trent, or, it wasn't so frantic as it was angry. Angry and frantic, that guy just couldn't be plain angry.

And now Gwen doesn't even want Danny to go to the same school as Sam anymore, and every time she and Courtney pass by each other in a store or something, she starts calling Sam names, and saying how she ruined their family.

And of course Court wouldn't hold back from a fight like that. Many times Duncan had to go a bail her out of jail for getting in a fight in a public area, and while she didn't always win the fight, she was sure to win the battle, with a lawsuit.

But that fell through many times, but it's still the same routine over and over and over again, and it seems the only thing to bring peace to both families is the birth of a new grandchild, either that, or it'll trigger custody rights, but only if the baby is Danny's, of course.

But things seem slim upon the baby being Danny's. Elliot no doubt slept with her more than once, chances are, the baby is his.

But Sam realized the error of her way, and she's been trying to focus on becoming completely clean, for the baby's sake.

After several months of guessing, they would finally be able to just be told who the baby's dad is, and then custody rights start.

But thoughts of being a grandpa yet again enter his mind. On the bright side, it'll be just like having another kid. On the downside, it'll be just like having another kid… again.

If only there was a remote and he could skip past the years of waking up in the middle of the night and changing diapers, and skip towards the fun years of having a kid, teaching them new things, playing games with them, and each night get a hug and a kiss and a sweet soft "I love you, Daddy" from their little voices. And then after those years are over, skip past these teeny hormone years, where all they think about is boobs, either having them or getting them. All the way into college, the good years again, where the kids are away, and mom and dad can play.

Yeah, that's what Duncan was looking forward to most. Sam didn't want to go to college, that was fine, she wanted to be like her old man, but he did have a special apartment complex ready for her when it was time for Kyle to go to college.

Now it seems like Sam isn't ever going to leave, and if that kid is going to be anything like his or her mom, then Duncan is going to be a great, great grandpa before anyone goes to college.

It's a lot to think about, but right now, sleep seems most important on his mind. Just as he's about to turn off the light, a figure appears in the room.

"Hon, we need to talk." He heard Courtney's sweet voice say.

"About what?"

"I'm worried." Courtney came over to him, her hands cupped as she sat on the bed next to him.

"About what?" He repeated, this time with a slight tender touch in his voice.

"About everything! My perfect… Our perfect little family is being torn apart…" She placed a hand on his ear, hoping he'll respond with an intelligent answer.

"We just have to wait it out, things will change, babe. Sam is going to see the hell she put us through soon enough."

"Only, she's going to put it on old mom and dad to help her."

"We'll show her a few things, but after that she's on her own. She's gotta get a job and start paying for things out of her pocket, we've gotta pull a strict order out on her."

"Finally you agree with me." Courtney said as she moved her hand to his hair and started petting him like a dog.

They heard the rain start pouring from outside, and the sound of the constant pattering on the roof relaxed them both to a point of ultra drowsiness. The rain is like a drug, it can put you to sleep so quickly, but makes you feel so good after a good nap by a window.

Courtney smiled and went into the closet and grabbed a giant blue jean blanket.

"You remember what this is?" She asked before rolling it out and tucking herself in with Duncan by her side.

"Yeah, I remember what this is." He said before grabbing it and sniffing it.

"What is it then?" She asked him to ensure he wasn't just saying he knew.

"It's the blanket we first made love under. It still smells like your perfume." He whispered before kissing her on the cheek.

"It does not." She smelled it, then corrected herself, "Oh wow, it does…"

"What the crap was in that stuff that made sure the smell never faded?"

"I don't know. Then again, I never washed it since that day."

"That's kinda gross, and sexy all at the same time."

"Come here you big lug." She cuddled into his chest, closing her eyes and holding him tighter each time she heard thunder in the distance.

Even after all these years, she still got that butterfly feeling with him, she still got shivers up her spine when she touched him, and she still loved him more and more than the first day they kissed. She had to admit, when you love someone, you never fall out of love with them, even if they do the most obnoxious things ever.

"You are amazing… Just the way you are."

Samantha was disgusted with herself. She never thought she'd be in the position most hookers have been in, and she felt dirty just comparing herself to one. How come when a guy goes out with a bunch of ladies, he's cool, people respect him for it, but when a girl does it, she's suddenly a slut? It made no sense to her, she thought this would get her on the cool side, instead she is now on the outsiders side. People hate what she did.

Kyle hates her for it too. He doesn't want to be an uncle so young, uncle is an old guy name, or at least he thought so.

Every night she cried, praying the baby would be Danny's. If it was Elliot's, she couldn't live with herself, she just couldn't.

She already planned it out that if the baby was Elliot's, she'd give it up. She didn't want another piece of that man left anywhere near her.

Only time will tell, unfortunately, there is too much time to tell yet.

Annoying writer's blocks. I hate them. I have no idea where this is going. I guess I'll just go day by day and when she has the baby I'll end it a chapter after that. SO, heads up! When she has the baby it won't be the full end, until a chapter later, then it's the full end. And in the last chapter we find out who the daddy is. Any guesses? Well, there is two to choose from, or is there? Remember, she had a lot of boyfriends, it could be someone a few days before Danny. Or could it? Haha, I just like to be confusing. Okay, *~*MysticalChick*~* over and out!