Okay, so as I'm sure Valerie's confession confused people, I've included an excerpt to show what happened.
WARNING: VERY SHORT CHAPTER AHEAD!
Vlad Masters smiled diabolically. He had sent Ms. Grey out to collect some of Daniel's spilled blood. While a half-ghost was infertile, they could reproduce one way and one way only- blood from the chosen halfa could be taken, and mixed with saliva of the intended 'mother' and then injected directly into the bloodstream of the 'mother's' brachial artery (the vein in the bend of your arm). That would, for reasons still unknown, morph into sperm and automatically create a baby, every time.
The sputtering of a jet sled caught his attention and he turned with a soft smile, letting it reach his eyes. Danielle had fallen, as had his perfect son. But with a true female bearing Daniel's child, perhaps it would work. Sure, he would be old before the child could be completely molded, but enough would be done for his mark to have been left.
"Here, sir. Here's Phantom's blood, though I don't know what you are going to do with it." The bi-racial girl sneered at the vial of blue-green blood before clanking it hard on his desk.
Vladimir smiled cruelly. "My dear Ms. Grey, this is what I plan to do with it." Cackling, he turned into Vlad Plasmius. Entering her body, he decided to make her fully aware of what he was doing, and gave her access to the thoughts pertaining to his mission. Hearing her mouth let out a scream of "NO" he told her -using her own voice to do so- that she did not have a choice.
When the process was done, he wiped her energy and she unwillingly collapsed on the floor. Vlad laughed and exited Valerie Grey's body, picking her up and transporting her to her room.
Hours later, Valerie awoke with a scream of fear that sent her father running. "Vallie, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
She sobbed into her father's arms and clung to him in a way he hadn't seen her have in years, since she was three. "Vallie? You- you're scaring me, honey. What happened? Was it a ghost?" Valerie finally shook her head. "No, Daddy. Only a bad dream. Just a really, really bad dream."
"What kind of dream could it have been to have you so upset?"
"I was…violated. And you weren't there."
Damon's jaw set and he tightened his grip on his only child. "That will never happen. I will always, always be here for you, my daughter. And if I'm not there to protect you, you can be damn sure I'll avenge you. So don't you ever worry, my darling gem stone. I will always be here."
But a month later, with the positive pregnancy test glaring at her, that nightmare became a reality she couldn't face. And when Danny died two weeks later, her heart was heavier than any sixteen year olds should have been.
A/N: I hope this explained some things. I wanted it to be a tragedy. I know what it is like to be pregnant at an early age, as I was raped at fifteen and got twin boys who I have managed to love deeply. I'm now married to the love of my life and we are expecting our first child, a daughter in April, she is the reason I get up every day now. Keep smilin'!