ShadowDragon357, yeah hormones can be killer when you are pregnant. Trust me. Like you need sex every second of the day.

NoOne's Twilight, always glad that you enjoy. Yes, it was over but here is more.

DARKLOVEFORFANFICTION123, I may go back to that moment or I may not. It's not my choice anyway. When I start typing it's as if someone else takes over and starts to type. My husband always complains when I don't save my work after five hundred words but when they start coming I can't stop even if I wanted to.

ReenaKanda, I may go back to that, but as I told Dark, it all depends on Danny and Sam. She might want to know more. LOL.

vampirehamster, ReenaKanda, thanks for adding the story to your alerts.

Hours later found the Goth still awake, her eyes dulled from the fact that Danny had left her awake and now their daughter was once again restless. Knowing that Danny could help made her want to call him and the same time her pride for where she stood against him held her back. She couldn't ask him for help because it would mean that she couldn't do it and that was what she had told him and Paulina she would be doing, that she didn't need the halfa that had fathered the baby. Sitting up, the sheets rustling under her as she moved to get off her bed.

That was when she thought back to that night and then the morning that had followed. How could he do that to her? How could he take something, no, how had she given him something so important only to have it thrown in her face the next morning like one big joke? Sure, he said he lost his memories of that night, but he had given her a gift upon learning that they truly had loved each other that whole time and then he had conveniently forgotten what he had felt. It was like some horrible dream, nay, it was like a movie that you watched on the big screen hoping for the couple to get together and like magic they did.

Unfortunately reality was nothing like that and the hero never realized that the one that was true to him was the one he least expected. Walking into the bathroom she looked straight toward the large mirror that reflected the tub/shower behind her. The place where only hours ago he had stepped into to give her pleasure as she was hurting. He asked for nothing in return as he lay next to her and felt their child.

She was being bitter, but how could she help it. He said he loved her and then took it away with the blink of an eye while going back to the one that wasn't the least bit true to him. Hell, even when the Queen had run the halls of Casper she had never been faithful to one guy. Shaking her head she knew that didn't matter. Danny had seen her beauty and had been blinded while she, Sam Manson, she was no big beauty but as soon as you got her knocked up then you just had to marry her! Her fist landed in the mirror that held her reflection, her amethyst gaze glittering with tears again.

"Damn you!" she screamed at her broken reflection. "Damn you and your weaknesses! Damn you for loving him!" Every time she said those words damn you her fist hit the mirror shattering it further and further until it was nothing. As she crumpled to the floor she damned her emotions because they were her weakness and they were bringing her more trouble because she wanted to be with Danny and knowing that he wanted her just for the baby was breaking her heart because if she let him he would walk back into her bubble and her heart would break all over again. Could she set aside her own feelings and allow him what he wanted. Could she allow him to be a father to their baby on an even bigger scale and still hold her own against her own heart?

The next morning found Sam sleeping in, her daughter finally stopping for an hour to give her mother some sleep, but it didn't last for long because after an hours worth of sleep her daughter went into hyper drive it seemed. Groaning in her sleep Sam shivered as she curled into a tighter ball.

"Please," she whimpered as she tried to continue her dreaming, her eyelids flickering as she fought waking up. Shivering again she opened her eyes to find Danny there, his cerulean gaze watching her and looking her over.

"You okay? You look different," the halfa said, but Sam only shook her head as she sat up before stretching.

"No, just the normal things," she murmured nonchalantly. Danny didn't buy it as he scoped her out and if she didn't tell him the truth very soon he was going to confront her, but right now he waited.

"Back pain?" he questioned making the Goth woman stop mid stretch. "You know since you like to lie on your back just as much as you like to roll on your side."

"How?"

"Sam, we have been friends forever," he said as he moved to sit next to her. "We have had sleepovers and just hung out so late into the night that I know how you like to sleep and being forced onto your side is not you more pleasant position, but I do have an idea that might help." Sam waited for him to give his idea even s she wanted to shoot him down. She didn't need him, did she? "I will purchase a body pillow or two depending on what will help you and that way you can sleep better." Sam sighed and at the same time she felt relief she felt a twinge in her heart. Why couldn't she do what needed to be done and just bury those feelings?

"That sounds like a plan," the Gothic girl said instead. "So, is that why you came over?" The halfa knew that she knew why he was there, but he decided to play it cool so as not to un-nerve her.

"No, I was worried, but I know that you are okay with how things are working out. I do want to propose one thing though and I won't take no for an answer." When there was no rebuke to his words he continued on, "I think that it would be best for me to move in, not in your room, but in one of the guest rooms so that if you have any issues I can help." Sam looked thoughtful for a moment. He had a point. This was a halfa child and with her child having his genes he would be most helpful should something happen. On top of that all it would help when she grew bigger, her child growing closer to the time to give birth.

"You know what? That sounds like a plan." Danny looked at her quizzically He hadn't expected her to agree so readily. In fact he had thought she would fight him on that, but no, Sam had willingly agreed to it. "Do you want the room next to mine, so as to be able to keep tabs on me or will another room do better?" Danny wasn't sure if she was testing him, but then she said, "The rooms are all sound proof since my parents did like silence in their rooms so any room will allow you to be close to mine, but unless I actually use the intercom in each room you wouldn't know if I needed help."

Why was she telling him this? The halfa was confused.

"Um, I could move in today," he stated. Sam nodded as she crawled out of bed, her figure more round as she now waddled toward the shower.

"That sounds fine, um, I need to go shopping later so if you want to put some input in that would be great." As she disappeared into the dark room he wondered what was up with her. One moment she was a bitch and then the next time she was mother Teresa. Was this the hormones and mood swings that the book was talking about?

An hour later found the couple in the store searching for cribs, strollers, and other baby accessories.

"So, you were telling me the other day that Paulina had been lying about being pregnant. What made you sure of that?"

"Sam, I don't really want to talk about that." The walked past some cribs and Danny wondered why she didn't want those higher value ones until he saw the cribs they were heading for.

"Danny, I want to know and that is just as important for me and the child." He looked to her with a questioning stare. "I know that you don't realize it, but when I am stressed so is our baby. I stress just mildly about her because if you haven't noticed she does enter the equation whether you want her to or not."

"No, I do know about stress affecting the baby, but I don't understand how Paulina effects you." Sam stopped, her amethyst orbs turning to him.

"Danny, if I am to believe that our child is to have a sibling then I have the right to know why you are so secure that Paulina's pregnancy was a fraud." Sighing the halfa looked down for a second before looking back at her.

"I never had sex with her." Sam was shocked at the words out of her mouth and she was sure that she misheard them, but knowing how tormented he looked saying them she said nothing about it, in fact she changed the subject.

"So, you say she is gone. What happened?"

"She spent some time with Klemper and Ember. They were in the same place since I figured that Ember linking the sound of her name would appreciate the sound of her name twenty four/ seven." The raven haired heiress giggled.

"That is just too funny." She moved on, the cart stopping just feet from him as she looked at the white and lavender crib. "Oh, I like this one, but you think that we can do a little color changes because I have the best idea for it." The halfa in question looked at the large wooden crib. The back and front panels had larger tops than the others and were rather plain, but Sam was like that. She wanted everything to be simple and that was part of the reason he found that he loved her so much. Sam was rich, but unlike most girls that didn't faze her.

"We could do whatever you want." Sam smiled as she held up her hand and several workers moved to help her. Danny stepped back with a chuckle as she explained what she wanted and when she wanted it. There were just some things that would never change. No matter how hard she wanted to be normal Samantha Manson could never be that. She had become pregnant with a half ghost's child and she was having a halfa baby. There was nothing normal about that and being Goth made her different in so many ways. Watching her he felt his heart swell. She was the one that he wanted to be with forever, but would his little Goth accept that?