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I'm wide awake
I'm wide awake
Danny stared at the phone in confusion. Had she just hung up on him? Frowning at the device as if it had somehow done him wrong he tossed it on the bed, the black cell tumbling off his bed, but he paid it no heed as he got up and grabbed the thin book from his desk. He needed to finish this book so that he could go back to the store because he had a feeling that if he went back there when Blossom was there that he would find himself being quizzed and as he didn't know the older woman's shift he was pretty much screwed.
I'm wide awake
Opening the book to where he left off he found himself frowning at it again as he dropped on his bed, the comforter sliding with him as he lay back on the bed. There seemed to be more about emotions in this book than anything about the babies themselves, but he guessed to get ready for the child you had to be emotionally ready. It took him another hour to finish the book and setting it down on his desk he sat down as his computer came on. Before him was his desktop, a picture of Sam, him, and Tucker taken earlier that year. They crowded together so Jazz could take the picture, their smiles wide, but as he looked closer he realized that Sam wasn't as joyful as she seemed, her eyes were dark, the area around the amethyst orbs dark with exhaustion What was that about? Had she been that tired? He hadn't noticed that she hadn't gotten enough sleep so when had that happened? Something else she had hidden from him.
Yeah, I was in the dark
I was falling hard
With an open heart
I'm wide awake
Sam had never been one to hide things from him. If anything the Goth was rather open with him about everything. She had been from day one when they had been younger and now it seemed there were more dead bodies floating around the dark female then there were graves. What was going on with her that she felt that she had to hide things from him? Who was the guy that had gotten her pregnant? Sam didn't hang around too many guys. Danny looked at his screen and forgot why he had even gotten on the computer. He thought back to over the last few months and all the people who had been around Sam. He wasn't sure how far along she was, but for the test to show at all it had to have been in the- He smacked his head. That was why! Pulling up the internet he began a search for the information he needed. Typing in pregnancy tests can show accurate results in how many weeks? He hit enter and waited as the internet pulled up a detailed selection of choices. Finding the one he wanted he clicked on the link.
How did I read the stars so wrong
I'm wide awake
And now it's clear to me
"Three weeks?" he questioned. "That soon?" He scrolled down at all the answers, all of them similar and some just confusing as they listed out how the ovulation cycle worked. When he was finished looking through all the answers he found his head hurting so bad that he got up and headed for the bathroom where he found some aspirin. Throwing it in his mouth he took a drink from the running faucet. As he was swallowing that water he sat up, his mind working over the details. Who had been around her a month ago? Tucker had been and so had he as well as, well, no one, but there was that Dean guy so there had to be someone else.
That everything you see
Ain't always what it seems
Sam crawled into her bed that night secure in the fact that by the end of the month she would have everything figured out when her phone began to ring One Way or Another I'm Lose You.
"No," she muttered as she sat up, her amethyst eyes locking on the ringing phone that lay on her nightstand, the iPhone showing a picture of Danny going ghost. He hadn't realized that she was taking a picture, but then again that was when she first got the phone so he hadn't been aware that it took pictures. She smiled at the memory when the music started up again. Reaching over on a sigh she hit the talk button only to find the male on the other end sounding a little ticked off.
"So who was it that you had sex with a month ago?" he inquired, his tone irate. She said nothing as she hung up on him. She was so not in the mood to mess with him in this mood. Placing the phone back on the stand she laid back down just as the music began again. Groaning she picked up the phone and Danny spit out, "You know I am getting tired of you hanging up on me." Sam let out an exasperated sigh.
"If I didn't know any better I would say that you are having mood swings," the Goth stated with a slight smile. "You must have forgotten though that I hate having questions asked of me when I clearly stated that I didn't want to talk about the father of my child!" Silence greeted her speech. "Good. Now that you have finally heard me I need sleep." Just as she said that a yawn forced its way out of her mouth. "Being pregnant is killing my energy."
"I will talk to you later then," a now subdued halfa said before hanging up. Sam shook her head as she laid the phone next to her on the pillow as she laid back down, her eyes falling closed.
"Yeah, I guess we will."
The next morning found that at nine o'clock Danny was ready to talk some more, the Goth in question though was in the bathroom trying to hold her stomach together as she voided her bowels again.
"Reminder," she muttered to herself. "Need to remember to get more crackers and ginger ale." Pulling herself up from the floor of the nice hotel bathroom she made her way to the bath, the sound of the water drowning out the sound of the phone ringing. As the ringing continued over and over again Sam soaked, her body aches growing as she slipped into the tub, the water erasing the pain from the day. Little did she know that the halfa on the other end was freaking out just a little bit over the fact that she wasn't answering the phone. If Sam wanted to ignore the call she either turned her phone off or she hit the ignore button. She was one of those people who wanted the other person to know that she was ignoring them. Finally the ringing stopped just as Sam got out of the bath, her nude body quickly wrapped in a robe before she made her way to the bed where she crashed without looking at the flashing messages, all four of them.
The halfa hero of Amity Park found himself walking around Amity moments after trying to get a hold of Sam. He figured he could go back to her house and dig for clues. Maybe she had left out a brochure or made calls for the places that she wanted to go. She had to have called if she was on trip as she planned things like that. As he approached her house he found an unfamiliar blue car parked out in front of house, but the male standing before the door with a woman next to him was Dean. He glowered at the man, but watched as the woman hugged him as he said something to her, his tone obviously worried as the woman soothed him. He turned back to the door and began to knock on the door again before it seemed that he was giving up. As he turned toward what had to be his vehicle he noticed Danny as the halfa kept walking toward him.
"Hey," the older male said as he stared at the raven haired halfa. "You're Danny, right?" The halfa in question nodded as Dean turned to the woman at his side. "That's the guy that Sam was always talking about so maybe he knows." Danny looked at them with a perplexed look on his face.
"We were wondering if you had seen Sam?" the small woman next to Dean inquired, her hair similar to Sam's own raven locks save for the fact that Danny could see blue tint when she moved her head. "She was supposed to go to a doctor's appointment next month and we wanted to help her since she was alone last time." So this couple knew she was pregnant? What else did they know?
"Well, I just talked to her last night," Danny stated as he held out his hand to Dean. "Dean, right?" the older male nodded.
"Yeah, sorry about the way we met the last time," the male stated as he turned to the woman who seemed to know what he was talking about, but she said nothing as Dean continued, "This is my wife, Bloom." The halfa's cerulean gaze grew wide.
"My name is Blossom and I am the mother of a pair of twin girls named Bloom and Buttercup."
"You wouldn't have a twin named Buttercup?" he inquired a he took her hand in his. She stopped, both adults looking at him in confusion.
"Do you know my sister?" Danny shook his head as he released her hand.
"Your mother, Blossom, works in the bookstore that I visited a few days ago." Now it was Bloom's turn to look at him in shock.
"You bought a book about coming to terms with having a baby!" Danny blushed with a curse as Dean moved into his face, a hand fisting into the younger male's black shirt as he drew him close. It threw Danny off balance and he almost phased out of Dean's clutches until he spoke again, the rage in his eyes evident.
"You are the one that made her pregnant!"
Sam awoke to the phone ringing again, her vision groggy as she reached out for where the sound was coming from as One Way Or Another continued to play. Finally grasping the black phone she hit the talk button.
"Hello," she said, but it wasn't Danny's voice that answered her.
"I think you need to get your happy ass back here because I will hunt you down," the male hissed into the phone. Sam sat up, her eyes wide.
"Dean? What the hell are you doing with Danny's phone?"
"Well it seems that when I accused Danny of being the father he hit a block in his memory that matched your story of the father not knowing that he had sex with you."
"Leave him out of this," she hissed as her brows grew together. "Danny wants to help, but I didn't think he needed to know any more than what he put together, hell, he found one of the tests and called me."
"Good, he should ask questions because it seems the we're not the only ones being lied to."
"I told him that you never leave me alone," the Goth muttered. "I just needed time."
"Time's up so get your ass in gear or tell me where you are because as soon as we find out Danny is coming for a visit."