They still go together
A „Grease" Fanfiction by Chrissy
Sequel to "We go together"
Note: I don't own the characters of "Grease". The characters are property of Paramount Pictures, Jim Jacobs and Waren Casey. I just borrowed them to write this fanfiction. However there are some characters in this story that came from my imagination and therefore belong to me.
Chapter 4
Danny heared the car pull up in front of the house when he and the workers were about to put up the big tent. The guys with the tent arrived earlier than expected so his friends hadn't come jet to help with it but he was glad anyway because if they were able to put it up until tonight, there would be some time left tomorrow to drive up to San Francisco and get himself a new best man. He liked his cousin John but it wasn't the peson he wanted to do this. He had called Keneckie four times already but he never picked up the phone, there were only three days left until the wedding and now it was time to do something.
He saw his fiancee getting into the house together with another woman and a little girl. He was surprised to see this, it's been a long time since he last saw the other woman and her appearance had changed a lot. Curious what the little girl had to do with Rizzo or Sandy, Danny got into the house through the back door. He stood in the kitchen, looking through the half open door, that lead to the living room.
The two woman and the girl sat on the sofa, talking and laughing. He couldn't hear what they said because of the noise from the guys outside, who still struggled to put up the tent.
Taking a closer look at the little girl, he felt like she reminded him of somebody but he couldn't figure out who it was. She deffinitely had the same dark hair as her mother and the face was also deffinitely more her mothers, but those eyes. He knew those eyes.
And then it finally hit him. These were the eyes of his best friend, even though they hadn't seen eachother for nearly half a year, since he left for San Francisco, Danny remembered how sharp his eyes used to look at him all the time. And now there was this little girl sitting in his living room with the exact sharp and deep look. He could only guess how old she was but recalling, that Rizzo left Rydell about five years ago, he assumed she was something around four years old.
Deep in his toughts he didn't realize that Sandy got up and went to the kitchen and when she opened the door, he got hit by it hard in the face.
"Ouch" he yelled. "Watch up." he put his hands on his face and stumbled backwards.
"Oh my god, I didn't see you." she took his arm and helped him sit down on the kitchen table. "What have you been doing in here."
"Nothing, I just... get me a towel or something, I'm bleeding." he answered, looking down at his red hands.
"Yeah sure, uhm... here." She handed him a cloth. "Do you want me to get a doctor?"
"For gods sake no, it's just my nose bleeding. It'll stop soon." But the worried look on her face told him, that she would probably insist, that he lay down for a bit. To convince her he was alright, he got up from his chair, regretting it the next minute, as a dizzy feeling forced him back down.
"What is it?" She placed a hand on his shoulder, seeing him stumble back to his chair.
"Nothing, I... maybe I just sit here for a minute."
"Yeah, good idea. I'll get you a doctor."
He knew arguing with her about that wouldn't help now and he was too dizzy to say anything anyway.