DARKLOVEFORFANFICTION123, yeah I would have loved to see her face as well.
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A few days later found the couple standing before an already put together crib, but under it was plastic and a few buckets of different colored paint.
"So, what was your plan because you know that being pregnant means you can't paint."
"I can," she stated as she moved toward the large window. "First off if we open the window and put a few fans off it will help with the circulation." Turning to him she pointed to the paint buckets. "That is also VOC-free paint so it doesn't give off the fumes that the regular paint does."
"Sam, I really don't think that this is-"
"I will let you do the majority of it and I will stay out of the room during that time, but the designs that I want to do will be done by me," she stated cutting him off. "And don't think of arguing with me on this, because you should know by now that I will not give in." Sighing he knew she was right. She would never give in and with her hormones going crazy she might hurt him.
"Okay, but what am I doing?" Smiling Sam told him what he was doing, her instructions to the point as she pointed here and there on both the crib and the walls of what she claimed would be the nursery.
"You understand all that?" she questioned. Danny nodded before Sam left the room. Dipping his paint into the bucket with white in it he began to paint the crib first.
An hour later Sam walked back in with some sandwiches her amethyst eyes growing wide at all the work he had gotten done. He looked up as he finished the final wall. Sam smiled at the colors, the green on the edge of the white walls with the crib that had been painted in black and white.
"It looks great, but I must ask how you got it done so fast?" Smiling Danny's arm fell behind his head as he chuckled. Just before he could answer though a broader smile appeared on Sam's lips as she began to chuckle.
"What?" he asked bewildered. The Goth before him said nothing instead she pointed and laughed harder. "Sam, what is so funny?"
"Y-You-" she managed to get out before another giggle took her breath away. Danny walked out of the room and into the bathroom where he found a mirror to see what the mother-to-be found so funny. On top of his raven locks was paint, and not just one color, no it was a puddle of all the ones he had used as well as the fact that on one side of his brow were more of the same colors. Blushing he walked back in there before taking one of his painted fingers and wiping some of the color on Sam's face. Sam stopped laughing as she reached to touch the smear of paint, her eyes narrowing as a smirk replaced the shocked look. "I know that you didn't just put paint on me, Phantom?" she queried as she advanced on him, the halfa before her backing up slightly.
There was just something about the way she was looking at him that made him worried about what she intended to do.
"Now, Sam, you really should just-"
SPLAT!
Danny stood there, stiff as the feel of the still wet paint seeped through his white and red shirt. He looked up as Sam reached into the paint at her right as her smirk grew bigger. "Now, you wouldn't do that!" he stated as she walked toward him, purple paint dripping from her pale fingers.
"Really? You think that I wouldn't?" Gulp. Sam realized what he was thinking so moving quickly she put her hands together before smacking them together on his cheeks. Wincing Danny groaned at the feel of the sticky substance, but the Goth before him wasn't done as she rubbed it around and into his hair with one hand while the other slicked it down his neck.
"Now you are going to get it!" he said as he advanced forward, his hand reaching for the green paint next to the wall. With a squeal Sam was off, her waddle so cute as Danny chased her. For a pregnant woman she was rather fast, but Danny was a halfa so disappearing through the floor as she ran down the stairs he met her in the hall.
"No! Don't do it Danny!" the amethyst eyed woman squealed, but Danny showed no mercy as he pulled her close to him, his hands twisting in her hair. "Oh, my god!" she groaned as right hand continued to work the paint into her hair while the other one moved down her neck and into her shirt. Sam reached up and began to rub at the paint on his face. As they stood there rubbing paint on each other something in the air changed. Neither knew who did it, but suddenly their lips were locked together and they were pulling each other closer, their bodies as close as they could get as their mouths devoured each other. "Danny," she murmured. "Please."
No more words were exchanged as he took his baby's mother into his arms before taking them through the ceiling and into her room where he carried her to the bed, her lips still moving over his as he deepened the kiss. As he moved to remove her shirt she murmured something against his lips.
"What?" he murmured back.
"Intangible." Blinking he remembered that he could just make their clothing disappear, but he found he didn't want to do that. Shaking his head he continued to remove her shirt as a slow pace making the woman in his arms growl her frustration. "D-Danny..." Again he shook his head as his lips left hers to trail down her neck. He should have stopped this as soon as they had started kissing, but even knowing that he stripped off her shirt as she withered beneath him. Throwing the shirt behind him he tore off his own and suddenly her hands were there, her pale fingers so light compared to his tan skin. Groaning as she tweaked at his man nipples he began to grow frustrated so giving into what she had wanted he made them intangible. As soon their clothing was gone an appreciative moan escaped Sam's lips as she slid her hands lower...
Hours later found the couple still passed out, Sam having finally caught up on some of her missing sleep. Danny curled closer to her as she snuggled back into him, the sheets around them crumpled and covered in paint as the pair slept on. Moments later Danny's cell rang. Groaning he sat up to find that the pillow he had been sleeping on was stuck to his face. Groaning again he yanked it off his face with a wince to follow.
"Hello?" he muttered questionably.
"Are you with her?" a female voice hissed in the phone. Danny growled low in his throat and hung up before turning toward Sam to find her looking at him strangely.
"Hey," he murmured as he reached for her, but Sam leaned back from him, her eyes wide and reflecting emotions that he couldn't read in time before her eyes became shuttered again.
"Was that who I think it was?" Before he could answer her the phone rang again, but Danny ignored it as she got up from the bed, sheets slicking to her as his pillow had done because of the paint. Ignoring the phone he followed her as she headed for the bathroom, her small feet stomping loudly.
"Sam," he called out as she entered the bathroom. She slammed the door in his face at the exact moment he hit the doorway.
"Go and answer the damn phone!" she yelled as the sound of water running filled the silence between them. "And don't think about coming in here because if you do I will never speak to you again!" Danny hesitated on doing just that because at the sound of her cold voice he was sure she would do it too, save for the fact that they had child together. In the background the phone continued to ring and as much as he wanted to ignore it he knew that SHE would keep calling until she got a hold of him, but right now he wasn't going to because he needed to get Sam back.
He had almost had her, he had felt her walls crumbling, but he knew that if he gave her the chance she build them back up stronger than ever.
"Sam, I thought that she had gotten the picture!"
"No! You must have this picture fucked up! I told you that I would raise our child alone and that is what I still intend to do so just understand that you are free to date and marry whoever you want!"
"But I want to marry you!" Silence filled the room as both looked at the door in shock. Danny wasn't sure where that came from and Sam was just shocked that he had said something like that at all.
"You don't mean that!" she screamed back.
"But I do," he pleaded. "I want to marry you!" Sam opened the door and Danny was sure everything was going to be okay, but the look on her face was anything but positive.
"Danny, that was said in passion like when someone says I love you in the middle of sex. It means nothing and holds no true feelings so leave. You can come back when our child is born." Shutting the door Danny was left there in shock. She was banning him from being around her for three to four months. His eyes narrowed as they flashed green. He wasn't going to do that!
"No!" he yelled at the door just as his phone began to ring again. Cursing he yelled at the door, "This isn't over!" Sam said nothing as he stomped over to grab the phone. "What!?"
"Bad time?" Dean inquired making the halfa sigh as he walked out of the room.
"Yeah, Paulina decided to call me just now after, well, after we finally had everything figured out."
"Really? The part about getting together is good, but the fact that your ex didn't get the picture is bad. Sorry, Danny."
"Not as sorry as she will be because I am going to throw her in the Ghost Zone to live with someone who is just in the market for a human bride."
"Is that a really good idea?" Danny grunted.
"Maybe not, but she will never give up. She has belittled Sam, trashed her behind her back, and now she wants to tear us apart. I can't take it and I don't expect Sam to have to deal with it either. On top of all this she has kicked me out as of today and until our child is born."
"Ooh, not good." Silence. "You know what? You should do it."
"Are you fucking serious? Why would I leave her now?"
"Just hear me out," the male stated calmly. "If you leave her to her own devices after being there from the moment you found out then she should come looking for you instead. I can guarantee that Sam needs you and she won't last those three or so months left in the pregnancy." Danny didn't think that was a good idea, but when the bathroom door opened and the bedroom door closed with a loud enough slam to shake the rafters Danny began to wonder if he should stay around. "Besides, do you really want to stress her out with the amount of anger she is feeling right now?"
"Okay, I guess that you are right." Hanging up he looked to the door and when he knew she wasn't coming back out he turned invisible since she wouldn't want him to re-enter the room to get his clothing. As soon as he was gone the sound of crying filtered from under the door as Sam lay on their bed, nude with her body curled up around his clothing.