I would like to thank greenharper & MidnightStarGazer for adding the story to their alerts. I appreciate it. Thanks. DARKLOVEFORFANFICTION123, yeah she is. Here is the update. Sorry it's short. xLa Reyna Phantasmax, ah, you shouldn't be hurting someone just because... well, never mind. As for Dean he might be on to something.

Sam sat in her hotel, her stomach rolling in nervousness as she awaited the halfa's arrival. When said halfa arrived he didn't knock, no the white haired boy came through the door, his green eyes staring at her. He stopped in front of her, his boots making a soft sound as he touched down, her feet were touching the soft carpet that covered most of her hotel's main room.

"Hi," she whispered, her eyes staring back at him, his changing back to blue as he de-transformed. As his hair returned to it's normal hue he moved over to sit next to her on the bed, not something she had expected.

"Is the baby mine?" he questioned softly. She opened her mouth to lie but closed it again. As much as she wanted to save him from becoming a father so soon and with someone he had no interest in. She nodded.

"Yes, yes the baby is yours." Suddenly she found herself enveloped in a hug so tight that she almost found her lungs blocked. "D-Danny, I can't breath." The male pulled back with a blush.

"Sorry. So, why didn't you tell me?" Now Sam looked down at her hands as she tried to think of the right way to word what she wanted to say. "Come on, Sam," he encouraged.

"I can't honestly say why, I mean when I blew up you would have known that I was pregnant and I figured that might trigger something. I didn't want you to know." She looked up now, her amethyst eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Not that I think you didn't deserve to know, but," she paused as she took a deep breath. Danny reached over and grasped his friend's hands and she smiled. "I didn't want you to beat yourself up over the fact that you couldn't remember that night and I didn't want you to feel obligated to be a part of a child you never intended."

"Sam, I don't understand your reasoning and believe me I am upset that you didn't tell me, but I love you and that wouldn't change over this. I know that you didn't intend to get pregnant, but you and I are in this together no matter how this happened." Sam realized that he hadn't told her he loved her in the way that she wanted and that he was basically doing what she hadn't wanted him to do. He felt obligated because he was the father. She pulled her hands free of his.

"No, Danny. You and I are connected forever through this baby," she said laying her hand across the barely there baby bump, her eyes softening before they hardened again. "I don't want you as an obligated partner and if you don't know what that means let me tell you that obligated means to be bound whether it is legally or morally. I don't want that in a partner!" Her voice started to rise and so she got up. "Danny, you have a girlfriend and I don't think that when she finds out after a drunken night that you spawned a Goth baby that she is going to be happy so why don't you go back to her and forget that this happened." Danny stood now, his eyes flashing angrily.

"I don't feel obligated to be with you because of the baby. I love you and I want to be with you regardless. As for Paulina, she is history, was the night we were at the movies." Sam looked at him in disbelief.

"Yeah right," the Goth said with a dark chuckle. "You forgot about what we did for a reason. Most guys who have sex with someone, no matter who they did it with, don't forget that."

"I did forget. Don't ask me why because I don't have an answer for you. Sorry."

"No, I'm sorry. Sorry that Dean and you found each other because then this conversation could have happened later and by that time you would have found someone else." Danny said nothing, no, the halfa before her grasped her arms and pulled her toward him, his lips finding hers in a crushing kiss that Sam really wanted to fight, but her heart didn't agree with her head as it felt the feelings swamp her as he relaxed his hold on her so his hands could tunnel into her hair, the raven locks clinging to his fingers. Moaning Sam clung to him, her body remembering how it was that one night. No matter how clumsy the pair had been, how drunk they had been the feeling of joining to Danny had been spectacular. The halfa before her pulled back, his forehead resting on hers as he smiled.

"I remember that," he said. "You like to kiss." Sam was shocked to say the least because she had said that. She had told him after they had kissed for like hours that she liked to kiss him. Looking into his eyes she nodded. "Can't you see that I do love you?"

"Danny, I would like to believe it, but dozens of couples make the mistake that you are making right now."

"You called us a couple," he pointed out. Sighing Sam shook her head.

"We are a couple. A couple of soon to be parents and while the idea is thrilling because I do love you and love the thought of having your son or daughter I don't think that you are thinking about this whole picture in the right light." Danny was confused. Sam was everything that he wanted. She had fight in her, she cared, and she was his best friend. He loved her and she refused to see that. "I know what you are thinking and sure, I believe that you love me, but I don't think that it is the right kind of love to start that kind of relationship on."

"What about the fact that we are perfect for each other and the love we have can bloom to so much more." Sam frowned. Why didn't he understand that she didn't want friendship love when she was with someone. She wanted love love. "Sam, please." Sam shook her head.

"I say that we work toward the birth of the baby and that is what we concentrate on. In fact I will head back to Amity tomorrow morning and then we can discuss plans." Danny frowned at her and she knew what he was thinking now. "You can sleep on the other side of the bed to ensure that I don't run away." Danny wanted to say more, but he knew that now was not the time because if he pushed her any further she wouldn't just push back, no, Sam would just remove herself from the equation again and this time she might not answer her phone.

"Okay."