Fears: Chapter Five

Danielle's POV:

Perhaps I should explain my relationship with Kitty and Johnny a little better. When I first met them, I was sort of terrified of them, especially Johnny. I knew that Danny was more or less friends with them, but I still wasn't sure how to act around them. However, when they found out that I was alone, they took me in, and even offered to keep me. Somehow, I'd gotten very close to Johnny.

Kitty stared at me, as though she wasn't entirely convinced that I was really there. Johnny simply crossed the room and lifted me off the bed, crushing me to him. The familiar smell of leather and motorcycle oil soothed me. "Never scare us like that again," he said. "Walker couldn't find you anywhere, there were rumors going around that you'd been hurt. You scared the hell out of us."

"I'm sorry," I apologized. I honestly felt bad, having scared them like that. It wasn't fair to them.

"I didn't mean to scare you."

"I know you didn't," he said. He kissed my forehead and then sat me down, only for me to be picked up by Kitty a moment later. She held onto me for a moment, then let me down.

Danny suddenly switched into parental mode, which was strange for me. "Dani," he said, "let's go to the kitchen and I'll fix you something to eat, then you can go get cleaned up."

"Okay," I mumbled, feeling my cheeks flush in embarrassment.

In the kitchen, Danny heated up a bowl of raviolis and poured a glass of apple juice. "Eat up," he said, sitting them in front of me.

The three of them watched me like a hawk as I scarfed down the food, not caring that it was slightly burning my mouth. Once I was finished, Danny pointed me to the bathroom down the hall. "Towels are in the cupboard beside the sink," he said. "Your room is right beside mine."

I nodded and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I flicked on the light and looked at myself in the mirror, my hair was a ratted mess, my face was flushed and streaked with tears, the clothes I was wearing in my human form were dirty and stained. I looked horrible, but for the first time in awhile, I felt happy.

After I'd showered, I wrapped a towel around myself and walked to my room. I turned the knob and pushed the door open. My bedroom was fairly boring; a twin sized bed with a light blue comforter and pillows, a nightstand with a dark brown lamp on it, and a dresser that had absolutely nothing on it. Lying on the foot of the bed was a dark green t-shirt, which I assumed was Danny's.

I pulled it on and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to get it less tangled. Danny's shirt fell down to my knees and smelled like him. I sighed, feeling as though my head was spinning. After a few minutes of trying to compose myself, I walked down the hall and found everyone in the living room.

They seemed to be in the middle of a serious, and quiet, conversation, that stopped just about the second I walked in. "Sam will have to take you shopping for new clothes," Danny commented. "Until then, though, my shirt should be fine for you to sleep in."

I sat down beside Johnny and leaned back. Whatever conversation they were having before seemed to have dissipated; they were now talking about me and how worried they'd been about me. I lowered my head, feeling even worse. "You aren't in any kind of trouble, Danielle," Kitty said, reaching over to touch my shoulder lightly. "We were just worried about you."

"I know," I replied quietly.

"All that matters now is that you're safe," Danny said. "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you again."

He looked at me lovingly from across the room and I squirmed under his intense gaze. I still wasn't entirely sure that I wanted to stay here with him and I was afraid that to get hurt again.

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