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Sam sat with her child in a rocker, the old rocker one that her grandmother had been holding onto for her. The rocker was made from cherry wood with intricate designs covering every inch of it. There was no padding save for the lavender pillow that graced the seat and it was worn out from use. Sam had used it before her child was even born and Grandmother Manson had used it as well when Thurston had been a babe, but he had rarely been happy to sit with his own mother. His thirst for wealth had started at a young age so her grandmother had hardly ever used it.

"Know that whatever happens, my child, that I will always be there for you." Jade sighed against her mother as the chair rocked back and forth. It had been a long year and half with her child. Sam hadn't been sure about how it was all going to happen, her child's birth and raising, but she had been sure of one thing at the time even with all that had been said. The Goth had been sure that she would be there for her child, that she would keep what the halfa had turned his back on, but then his words came back to her.

"Why didn't you tell me in person?"

Why indeed? She had been so broken at his words and then finding out that she was carrying his child had been another blow to her emotions, ones that she had rarely used because love hadn't been that strong in her home, not with her parents. Her grandmother had been the only one normal in the house, the one that had seen what Sam had needed and had tried her best to provide it against the Goth's own parents. That had been how Sam had even turned out so normal and because of Danny. He had seen past her insecurities and her oddities and had accepted her for who she was. She hadn't even given him the same respect because she had held her status in the word as close to her as possible. There had been times she had wanted to tell him, but had been scared that once he had found out he would look at her different.

He had been the only one that could understand that in the end and that was what had prompted her to really let the pair in, though Tucker had made a big deal about it, questioning their friendship and why she didn't use her status. Danny had been mildly confused, but had never said a word because as a halfa he had entrusted them with his secret that made him different. His own powers could have gotten him popular in a second and killed on the flipside of that coin. She had watched as he had listened to his parents talk about his other half with such venom while trying to protect him from it.

He had found that his other half did have one major flaw... obsession. Even then Sam had stood by his side, never blaming him when they found out about Dark Dan and when he tried to kill her under the spell of Freakshow she had never wavered, never stopped believing him him. Now she was standing on the outside again, her friends all gone because she hadn't wanted to be pitied. She hated that. She was stronger than that and didn't deserve that emotion because she had made the choice to put herself out there knowing that consequences could happen. It had taken a lot of courage to take that step to put her heart out there.

Shaking her head she cleared her mind of those dark thoughts, those memories that had given her such joy. Those same memories made her cry now because it had all seemed like one big lie. Leaning back she heard the sound of her child's soft breathing, the warmth of her child bearing down on her chest. This had been on positive, but Valerie had told her long ago that no matter who Sam saw in her child that was bound to change. A child had both parents' genes and that even if Jade looked like her mother now she was bound to look like Danny as well as the fact that her child could have his powers.

So far there had been no signs of those powers, but the Goth knew that the ghost fighter was right and yet she hoped that she was wrong. Sam wasn't in any shape or form a clone of her parents. If anything she looked nothing like the pair that had raised her.

Are you sure?

"Yes, I am sure. I don't have their coloring or their hate," she said to the nearly empty room. The voices had started coming in her nightmares, but now to hear them in the day made Sam angry. She had thought it was just dreams at first and now she felt it was something else.

You didn't even give Danny a chance. He was just as shocked as you when it happened, but he did what any human would do. He ran.

"That's right. He ran and that was something I never would have done." It was her subconscious and she was growing to hate it when it made her feel like she had to defend her choices!

Are you sure that if you had been given the chance you wouldn't have taken to the hills?

Sam shook her head again to throw that voice off. She wouldn't have run if she had been in his shoes, hell, she wouldn't have said those words either! Standing up she maneuvered her child back to her crib where she stood long after depositing her child in the safety of the crib. How could those voices say those things because when given the choice to keep the child she hadn't hesitated to keep her child.

Had that been out of love for her child or love for the father? Had it been one of her choices in life like being a vegetarian or not getting revenge when given the chance? Had she loved her child from the point she knew she had conceived or had she wanted the child because she was Danny's? As she turned she found Christian looking at her, a look on his face that she had seen so many times when she had been holding her daughter.

"Hey," she murmured as she walked over to him. "What's that look about?" He blinked and asked about what look she was talking about. "That look you always have when you see my with Jade."

"Just admiring what I have," he stated. "A family with a loving woman and a daughter." Sam wanted to call him on that, but sighing allowed him to lie to her. It wasn't terrible with Christian even though she didn't love him like he deserved. "So, Samantha, what can I do to help?"

"With what?" she asked in confusion. He clarified that he was talking about Danny and she told him the truth. "Nothing. There is nothing we can do. He was right that in the end Jade will be proven as his and then the whole thing will just blow up." She sighed. Another part of her life just not turning out how she had hoped. "I need some time alone." The dark haired man nodded and left Sam to her own devices, the Goth opting to head back to her typing, though she wasn't sure how much she would get done.

The next few days were hell for the Goth as she waited for the papers to come through and Jade picked up on it instantly, the small child inconsolable for hours on end. When Sam thought nothing could get better she received a letter in the mail, the one she had been waiting for and yet at the same time the one she had dreaded. What would Danny do once Jade was proven to be his? Would he take her from Sam? Would he claim joint custody and force Sam to see him more often than she was sure her heart could take?

Opening the letter she found all that she needed to know. Danny was filing for joint custody upon the results proving his child was Jade Elizabeth Manson. He was also petitioning to have his name put on her birth certificate. She had never known this side of Danny, then again she had only known him as child, not an adult. Crumpling the paper with the date she had to have the test done she pulled out her phone to call an office. After a few minutes of talking to the person on the other end she hung up and dialed another number.

Within minutes of hanging up on that second call she feels the air grow colder as Danny arrives back in her home. She turned to him, but not before forcing her emotions into the back of her head.

"Hello, Daniel and yes, I know what you're thinking that I just got done denying it, but I will give you what you want without having to do the test." Danny looks to her in confusion, but at the same time he is nodding in approval. She had almost thought he would force the test and was glad that he didn't fight her new proposition. "I will have your name on the birth certificate, but I'm getting married in a matter of weeks so I don't want to make this confusing for her with Christian and you both taking the father spot in her life."

"No." The Goth looked at him in confusion. He had seemed to be on board with all that was going on and suddenly he didn't want it? What was going on with him? "Damn it, Sam, this is not what I wanted!" Her eyes narrowed.

"And you think I wanted this!?" She walked closer to him even though she knew it was a bad idea and it was proven as his unique scent his her nose. She felt her heart stop beating for a moment before doing double time, but she refused to give in. "I didn't ask for much, not to be talked to like that and certainly not for you to come back into my life with all these fucking demands!"

"I just can't let you marry some guy that you don't even love!" Sam blinked at him in shock at those words, those true words. "You know you don't love him!" She glared at the man who had been her one night lover, the one that had given her the gift of his child and at the same time heartache.

"Daniel, I will marry him because I do love him!" The halfa before her shook his head and what reflected in his eyes gave her pause. In that pause Danny leaned forward and kissed her.