Yeah, forgive me, but these are getting pretty much shorter and shorter and longer and longer to write. I started this one a month ago and just finished today, and it barely made three pages in my editor. But I'm also working on two other books, another story for my FanFics, and my new kitty cat Devi won't stop being a little Devil (Yeah! Get it? Her name is Devi, but if I add one letter its Devil! Haha, I just noticed that yesterday, and I named her three weeks ago. I'm sooo slow...) Also, even more bad news, I'm sick AGAIN, this time with the flu. I woke up and I could barely move I was in so much pain. Plus, I'm starving, but once I go to eat, I feel nausous and full, like I just went out and ate a meal fit for eighteen people and an elephant. Anyone feel the same? If so, I pray for you, cause it's not fun. Also, I've been kinda starstruck lately, and heartbroken, but again, I don't want to go too much into my life, we've still got a story to continue, but maybe talking about my secret crush a bit will strike some inspiration and I can get another chapter done soon, I hope. Besides, it's my story and you can scroll down to the actual story anytime you please, you don't have to read this, I'm not pointing a gun to your head and telling you to read about my potential boyfriend, lol. So, there is this guy I like, he's the same age as me and while we don't look alike at all, I call us twins, and he calls us dolphins, cause he laughs like one and I swim like one. I've known him for a year, and we never got flirtatious or anything, but there is this girl that keeps trying to get to him. It bugs me a lot cause when he's trying to talk to me or I'm trying to talk to him, she'll come out of nowhere and start touching him and flirting with him, grabbing his arm or jumping on his back and pretending to, you know. The worst part? She's an adult, and he's fifteen, and she also has a boyfriend. I don't know what her deal is, she knows I like him and yet she's becoming a pedophile just to crush me. Another thing, she's never been my biggest fan, in fact, her and her brother are probably the two people that despise me most in this world. Anybody been through the same thing, or simply had your heart broken by some chick that stole your man away? Gosh, I just wanna punch her lights out and kiss him right in front of her after she wakes up. I wish I had the courage to... sniff... anyways, here's the story, gosh my neck hurts...

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 and 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, even if it only takes one time to get officially pregnant.

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 to get her out of the house 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. Of course that wasn't likely, this is Duncan she was talking to.

"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 nice long 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. The only thing that made him feel better about it was the fact that four year old's can be uncles. It doesn't matter how old you are, just how old your horny brother or sister is.

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, and it's killing her to wait it out.

She stared at the ever growing baby bump she had. A marvelous life form growing inside her, feeding from her nutrients, and living only for her. Someday, this creature, this tiny alien, monkey looking thing, will have young ones of its own and Sam will be a grandmother. She just hopes that her mistake will impact her offspring so strongly that he or she will never make the same mistake again.

"Whoever said animals can't love was truly an Ani-Racist. I'm here because I want to murder all Ani-Racists and put them in jail!"

"But if you murder them, how can you put them in jail? Won't they be dead?"

"Silly, silly, Micheal, I'll only Half murder them, of course!" - Mysticized, The story of a boy

Didcha like it? I hope so, cause the next chapter will be the longest, and the last, and the best, and the most epic... EVER! Yep. I think imma start writing tonight, hopefully have it super long by tomorrow, and post it right after it's finished. I'm gonna add loads of love, tons of fights and drama, and we get to go in month by month for nine breaks until the water breaks and the answer you've been gnawing on your hands and toes for will finally come out covered in placenta and blood! (Gawd, I'm disgusting! Gross. Haha! I hope I didn't make you guys barf. Yeah, should have added a warning, DON'T EAT BEFORE READING THAT LAST PART.) So, tune in soon, for YABMD!

*~*MysticalChick*~* That is my name, right? or was it MysticalTreat? I can't remember, it's been so long! Well, you see, my Deviant ID is MysticalTreat... I think... I get them confused a lot...