Danny descended the stairs later that morning, carefully making his way down the hall and towards, what he hoped was, the kitchen. As he approached the arch like frame of the doorway, he froze in his stride, a peculiar sound pulling him deeper into the unknown room. The sound seemed familiar, yet altered from the one he found himself placing it with, as if its maker were distorting it on purpose. He cautiously poked his head into the room and witnessed Sam siting in one of the kitchen chairs, turned away from the table and facing the five month old in a high chair.
As Sam made random sounds and awkwardly innovative faces, the little bundle let out soft gurgles and giggles, her bright blue eyes becoming all the more radiant at her mother's actions. Clearly she didn't find the woman's actions strange, but instead rather humorous.
"Where's Lilith?" She asked a smile on her face as she covered her eyes with her hands and flung them out carelessly. "There she is." Again Lilith let out a loud squeal, loving the game her mother was playing. This continued on for another minute or so until Sam closed her eyes and Lilith took this opportunity to go invisible. "Where's Lilith?" She asked and withdrew her hands once more. She froze, shock setting over her features. "Where'd you go?" She asked the seemingly empty chair. A loud giggle erupted again and Lilith became visible, clearly more elated then before. "Cheater!" Sam said softly, poking the girl in the stomach. "Just like daddy."
"Uh…Morning." He said daring to step into the kitchen and making his presence known.
"Morning." She whispered getting up from her chair and placing a soft kiss on his lips. He watched her star struck as she made her way over to the stove and piled on food, the smell as intoxicating as she was beautiful.
"Thanks." He said softly while taking a seat across from her at the table. He ate slowly at first, until the unbinding hunger over took him and he found himself shoveling forkful after forkful of food into his open orifice. He didn't even want to dwell on what was done the previous night to cause such an increase in appetite. Nevertheless, Sam smiled over at him all knowingly. She looked Lilith over, feeding her a green paste from a jar and getting slightly flustered when she would spit it out and giggle.
"Really Lilith, if you're not going to eat this, how are Nana and Tata going to be able to care for you tonight?" She questioned the infant before lifting her from her chair and cradling her in her arms. Danny watched stunned and slightly horrified as she threw her white top up and pulled her left breast from her bra. He averted his gaze back down to his food, hoping she wouldn't notice.
This morning all he got was a feel for the object, never had he seen it, yet she sat before him shameless as ever rubbing the hardened bud against her daughter's mouth. He watched from the corner of his eye as the small girl latched on, all too happily, and suckled hungrily. Satisfied she wasn't forced to make do with the pasty concoction some fool had a right to call food.
"I hope she doesn't pull this tonight." She whispered frustrated. He gathered she'd been struggling to spoon feed the girl for a while, but at five months, it couldn't have been as long as it he thought.
"What's going on tonight?" He asked getting up from the table and making his way over to the sink.
"Oh, Ha-ha Danny." She said, sarcasm dripping in every syllable she spoke. He froze and turned on his heel, looking to her oddly. What had he said that was so funny? Suddenly her face fell, she looked like a little girl who had just witnessed her dog get ran over by the mailman. "You seriously forgot?" She asked, he instantly knew he had to recover or else she'd be furious. He wasn't sure how, but he had a feeling that wasn't a side of her he wanted to see.
Before he could answer a buzzing sound went off. Sam looked down to the table, her anger and hurt clouded with confusion as she reached for the black cell phone he had left that rested on the table, pressed a button and pushed it to her ear. He watched stunned as she performed the action only to return to supporting Lilith's body all in one simple motion.
"Fenton." She said, sounding happier than she had only moments ago. "No, this is Mrs. Fenton." She said confused before her face fell and she took up a rather snarky attitude with the caller. "Why, yes he is. But I suggest you talk to him about answering his own phone, he doesn't seem to understand I'm not his secretary." He raised his brow as he approached her, wondering if she knew the caller. "No…no…YES!" She screamed startling the sucking child in her arms so much so that she pulled free from her mother's teat and began to wail. "Hold on, I got a crying baby. Here he is." She said throwing him the phone and gently tossing Lilith over her shoulder to burp.
"Hello?" He questioned, hoping he knew the caller.
"Hey man. I see Sam is just as cheerful as ever." He joked softly. Danny wasn't sure who the caller was, but had a feeling he knew the voice. It sounded familiar and foreign at the same time.
"Um…who is this?" He asked softly and watched as Sam placed Lilith back in her pillow covered seat. She shot him a look before rolling her eyes and exiting the kitchen, Lilith resting on the cushioned seat at her side.
"Very funny Danny." He said, the voice was all too familiar now.
"TUCKER!" He nearly shouted, he could hear Sam moaning something as she disappeared down the hall.
"No kidding, who else would it be?"
"Tucker you gotta help me." He said quickly.
"Why, what's up?" He asked, hoping it was a ghost invasion, anything to pull him away from his cranky, mood swinging wife.
"Something's happened." He spat out and was cut off before he could continue.
"You forgot your anniversary, huh?" He asked disappointed, but before Danny could answer he continued on. "I set the damn reminder on your phone, how could you forget?"
Danny froze, that's why Sam was upset. It was their anniversary, he remembered his message from earlier, and knew he had to pick her gift up soon. He let out a breath of air, happy it gave him an excuse to leave the house for a while and try to understand what was going on.
"No, Nathan's at twelve right?" Danny asked forgetting his dilemma before looking up to the clock.
"Right, I'm on my way there now. See you in a few." Tucker hung up abruptly before Danny looked down shocked.
"Hey, Sam?" He asked walking into the living room to find her sitting in the corner, a book in her hand while her foot gently rocked Lilith's carrier. The infant gave a rather large yawn before letting her heavy eye lids fall closed with exhaustion.
"Yeah?" She asked pulling away from her book to look at him.
"I'm heading out, gotta meet up with Tucker." He said, hoping she wouldn't pry.
"Ok, just be back before my parents get here." She said looking at the clock hanging on the nearby wall.
"Your parents are coming over?" He asked, suddenly reluctant to leave. Her parents were never his biggest fans, he almost forgot being married to Sam meant basically being married to her parents too.
"Yeah, they're taking Lilith for the night." She said shooting him a look, he had a feeling he should have known that.
"Ok, I'll be back in an hour or so." He called heading for the door as she waved him off, only too happy to return to her novel. When the door slammed shut she looked over to her sleeping daughter curiously.
"Daddy didn't give us a kiss good-bye." Lilith let out a soft snore, clearly telling her mother she was careless of the action and too tired to feign interest. Sam simply shrugged and returned back to her book, hoping to finish the chapter quickly so she could prepare the house for when her parents arrived.
"Tucker?" Danny asked confused as he parked his car on the side of the street. He thanked God his GPS knew where this 'Nathan's' place was and was all too happy to see Tucker already waiting for him outside the ritzy looking jewelry store.
They weren't that far from Amity Park, but the thirty minute drive had him wondering why he would go so far for a piece of jewelry. As he approached the African American, he took the man in. He had definitely gone through a growth spurt, small muscles chiseled out his frame, though they were nothing compared to Danny's. His red beret had been long replaced by a military haircut and he could see a patch of hair growing under his lower lip, he seemed proud of his soul patch and wore it proudly.
"Took you so long? Get lost?" He mocked noticing Danny slowly approaching him, taking the matured version of his friend in slowly.
"Yeah, a little." He lied, he had only wasted the extra time taking in his surroundings and was floored at how much of Amity Park changed. Tucker shook his head at this, and together both males entered the store.
"Hey Danny. Hey Tucker." A tall blonde with blue eyes called. His frame looked to have once been the house of a muscular build, but time and lack of diet just made him look slightly above average. A cross between Danny and Tucker, for lack of better comparison.
"Hey Dash!" Tucker called back while Danny stood there flabbergasted as his high school bully greeted him as if they were old friends. It took every ounce of his strength not to lay into him. Knowing with his build and Dash's weakened state he would simply pulverize the poor man.
"You two here for that gift you put on hold?" He asked ruffling through a drawer before pulling out a medium sized rectangular box.
Danny let his anger fall as the jock opened the black velvet casing. His eyes widened as he took in the most exquisite piece of jewelry he had ever seen. The chain was white gold and though thin, was strong enough to hold the medium sized pendent at the end. It was a small blood red jewel surrounded by a deadly angel, her eyes black and dark, her fingers shaped like claws as they reached out and held the jewel possessively. Beneath the jewel, white gold roses outlined the edge, thorns following the vines up to meet with the death angel. It was dark, gothic and screamed Sam's name the more he looked it over. But surly something that beautiful must have cost a pretty penny.
"I'm sure she'll love it." Dash said handing it over to him. Danny took it and read the inscription on the back.
To the best years of my life and til my death comes. You are the only love for me.
As his eyes grazed over the cursive engraving his heart felt heavy. He knew he liked Sam, but only as a friend. Yet here, in this world he seemed completely in love, head over heels, gaga for her. He took the necklace and looked it over, the jewel looked as if its creator had bleed someone dry and froze it into the perfect circle. He knew she would love it.
"Tell your dad we said thanks." Tucker mumbled, mentioning the owner of said jewelry store. It had been a family business, Nathaniel had been the name of Dash's grandfather. When he had died he passed the store down to his son, and soon Dash himself would own the place.
"Thanks." Danny said closing it up and heading for the door.
"Hey! Watch it!" A female called out, her voice soft, agitated and raspy. Danny made eye contact and noticed the woman almost instantly.
"Valerie?" He all but screamed.
"Oh, Danny, sorry I thought it was someone else." She whispered softly. Like Sam, she had matured into her body. Her hair was shorter now, a military style almost identical to Tucker's, only with more feminine flare. She wore her ghost hunter's suit proudly as she placed her fallen sunglasses on her face.
"What's going on?" Tucker asked unfazed by the fact he was talking to Danny's enemy.
"I followed a ghost out here." She whispered, no sooner had she said it did Danny's ghost sense go off. "Apparently I didn't lose him either." She said noticing how Danny tried to cover his mouth. "I got this one." She said putting her hand up, sensing he was about to run off. "I know it's your anniversary and Sam would kill us both if I let you have all the fun." She said a smile on her face as she took off down the street, ready to ward off any unwanted visitors.
"She knows?" He asked himself softly as he watched her disappear.
"Of course she does, dude." Tucker said placing his hand on his friends shoulder. "Everyone does." He shook his head in disbelief before walking over to his car. "You're not yourself today, are you?" He asked opening the door slowly. Danny shook his head no. Tucker didn't even know the half of it. "Look I gotta go, Sarah wants me to pick up ice cream and ketchup…gross." His face cringed in disgust.
"Alright." Danny whispered waving his friend off, not even wondering who the hell Sarah was.
"Just forget the ghost, Val's got it. It'll be fine. Just go home to Sam before you don't live to see your sixth year anniversary." Tucker warned, a light laugh escaped before he climbed into the car. "Tell my Goddaughter, I'll see her tomorrow night." He called driving off down the road.
Danny walked across the street and silently wondered what else about this world everyone knew. Did his parents know? They couldn't have, both he and his ghost half were fine and in one piece, they didn't rip him apart molecule by molecule. But they couldn't be clueless either. If Tucker was right, and the world knew, surly they did as well. He buckled his seat belt and looked down to the velvet box once more. He had to get home before the end of the night. It was his anniversary, and Sam's parents were coming to get Lilith, leaving them both alone to their own devices, and he knew that only meant one thing. And that one thing, he knew nothing about. He was fifteen, he was supposed to be clueless about that.
As Danny opened the front door the soft wails of his infant could be heard. He placed the velvet box into a drawer connected to a table in the foyer. Once sure it was safely hidden he took off towards the noise to find Sam face down on the table, tears in her eyes and Lilith screamed loudly.
"There you are." She said sounding frustrated as she handed Lilith over to him. He stood shocked as she continued to cry. He began to rock her back and forth, not knowing the first thing about babies. "I can't get her to keep quiet, she wants you." She said standing before him, hands on her hips. "Sing to her or something." She said throwing her hands in the air excitedly.
"What do I sing?" He asked softly, confused on how to calm the child he somehow helped create.
"I don't know, that one song that always does the trick." She muttered heading up the stairs to shower and change for the day. He looked down to the fussy five month old lost and near tears himself. He knew nothing about the girl, especially not her favorite song.
"Hush little baby…don't say a word." This only increased her tears and screams.
"Sing her the one that makes her giggle like crazy." Sam called from upstairs. In the distance he could make out the sound of running water and thanked God she was getting in the shower so she couldn't hear him screw it up.
"I don't know that song, Lily." He admitted to the baby.
He allowed his ghost half to take over and went intangible, taking them both through the ceiling of the house and to the roof. Once there, he set them both down and looked out over the town. In the distance he could make out the infamous 'Fenton Works' sign atop his old house. He made a mental note to visit there the following day and see if he could find any answers to get home. Part of him knew he would have to make up excuses as not to do anything wildly inappropriate with Sam later that night. That scared him, he wanted nothing more than to leave this place and return home, but his body betrayed him, he knew it would be hard to ward off Sam's advances later, especially when, in this time frame, he was so deeply attracted to her.
He looked down to the now quiet bundle and found Lilith had her fist in her mouth and was quietly sucking on it. He laughed softly, tucking his finger under her chin and gently tickling her. She let out a soft squeal before it turned into a yawn and he found her eyes closing. He quickly phased through the roof once again and dropped the sleeping child into her crib. Once he was sure she was fast asleep he allowed his human half to take over once again.
"Hey Sam?" He questioned cautiously poking his head in through the doorway. Not wanting to catch her indisposed.
"In here, Danny." Her voice echoed off the bathroom walls and he slowly approached, silently praying she was dressed. "I take it you put her to sleep?" He heard a rustle of containers on the granite countertop and stopped in his tracks, just feet from the slightly ajar door.
"Yeah, she crashed about two minutes ago." He said taking the room in. The bed was made and he could see woman's clothes thrown carelessly over the bed.
"I hope she behaves for my parents." He heard her whisper as the door flew open and she exited. "Help me please." She said turning her back to him. Without even touching her, he knew her skin was soft and warm. "These damn things are too big for me to put this on by myself." She explained motioning to the bra and her breasts.
His fingers eased forward and he slowly fiddled with the clasps, not sure how the offended garment worked. He finally hooked one on and tried to rush with the rest. His fingers gracing her soft skin with every movement and sending jolts of fire and ice down his spine.
"How is it you can take it off without a second thought, but putting it on requires hours of your time?" She joked, he thanked god her back was to him, if not she'd see the deep red blush creeping along his cheeks at her innuendo. "Mmmmm…thank you Danny." She whispered seductively turning in his embrace and bringing his hands up to cup her breasts from under the lace material. It took every ounce of strength he had not to look down at the perky flesh covered only with lace.
He smiled softly, forgetting everything for the time being and allowed himself to enjoy the intense stare his 'wife' gave him. A devilish smile spread across her lips and she forcefully pulled him into her. He could feel the heat of her bare skin radiating through his thin shirt as she pulled his head closer to hers and placed a soft lingering kiss on his lips. He allowed his lips to move with hers, feeling the unease in the base of his stomach. He allowed his hands to move from her chest and wrapped them around her, pulling her close and deepening the kiss. This was not good, her kiss wasn't supposed to be this good, it wasn't supposed to feel so right. Yet with every passing second he found it harder and harder to pull away, he found it difficult to deny her what she wanted. Even if she wanted only him. His mind went blank as she pulled away and nipped his bottom lip before giggling.
"As much as I'm enjoying this." She whispered pushing her hips into his, her face lighting up brightly. "And as much as you are…we'll have to save this for later." His eyes went wide when reality hit him and he was suddenly aware how carried away they really got. He pushed away from her, as if her touch scorched his skin. She smiled softly, unaware of the action and threw a black blouse on. He would have to practice more restraint if he wished to get through the night unscathed.
The sound of a doorbell pierced the silence, pulling Danny back to his own sensibilities.
"That would be them, get it for me, will you?"
"For you? Anything." He found the words leaving his mouth of their own accord and taking him by complete surprise. As he rushed down the stairs he allowed his mind to rethink things over. He needed to stay focused, he needed to not let his thoughts get the better of him. He couldn't be treating Sam like this, dream or not, he knew if she EVER found out she'd kill him. Also, he definitely couldn't sleep with her.
He reached the front door and opened it slowly, dreading the couple on the other side. His heart was racing and he was hoping he could just go home now.
Ok that was chapter 4, sorry it took so long, my computer deleted all my work and I was fuming. Took me almost forever to retype all this from memory.
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