Danny Phantom Porno Story: Ambling Her Home Chapter 1
A/N: Decided to put
my notes up here for once. It feels kind of funny. Humm
Well, I found this
little story in my scraps, and to my surprise found it complete. I
just did some editing and decided to post it up here. *realizes
something* Is this my first song fic?! *Looks around wildly* Holy
cow! Well this is long overdue!
Song: Walking
Her Home by Mark Schultzdont own.
I dont own Danny
Phantom either, but I think thats obvious by now.
—
Walking
Her Home
—
He
knew he wasnt really there, but it felt like he was. Finding
himself on his feet was what gave it away. He hadnt been on his
feet in months. It felt good though. He also knew that their house
had been sold years ago, but he found himself standing in their old
room, decorated exactly the same way it used to be. And he
understood. It was his chance to say goodbye.
He
could feel its emptiness. It wasnt it wasnt really home, with
the kids moved out, with her not there. It was just a house, filled
with phantom memories. His tired eyes traced the room he had become
so familiar with one last time. Their closet her dresser, still
full of her clothes, untouched it even still smelled like her: a
mixture of lilacs and earth. His failed attempt at growing a small
plant. He smiled wearily. She always poked fun at him for that, but
neither of them dared throw it away. His eyes continued. Their bed
still unmade, as it always was. His nightstand with the broken lamp
they never bothered to replace. The mirror.
He
paused, looking over himself. He was unrecognizable from the boy he
once was, with a shock of wispy white hair in place of shaggy black
(or silver), wrinkles showing his age and hardships. Then, in the
reflection, he saw her jewelry box. He smiled soberly, and turned
around.
Relying
heavily on his cane, he carefully walked over to it. He gently
brushed the dust off of the top looking at his childrens colorful
handprints painted all over it. Then he opened it slowly. The old
tune played back, along with all of the memories.
Looking
back
He
sees it all
It
was her first date the night he came to call
Danny
believed he had never been so nervous in his entire life. He fidgeted
with his shirt, trying to make sure there were no cresses in it
and then remembering his uncontrollable raven hair, quickly tried to
smooth it out.
Suddenly
he smacked his forehead. This was a date
he was going on! Its traditional for the man to bring a gift! He
looked around on the ground, and quickly spotted a dandelion, growing
out of the crack outside her door. He scooped it up.
Then
he was at her door, looking blankly at it. Oh get a grip!
He moaned. Youve been here a
thousand times! Why is
this so different! He knocked.
He
heard some scurrying behind the door. Then he looked at his sweaty
hand, and saw the dead weed wilting there. He threw it over his
shoulder just as she opened the door.
She
smiled. You look nice, she commented, a playful smile pulling
at her lips. Danny, however, was speechless. Wow Sam he
managed to gasp.
She
was wearing black jeans, and tight a violet short sleeved tee shirt.
It was fairly simple, but Danny suddenly felt like she was completely
out of his league.
A
figure stepped around her, and Danny tore his eyes away from Sam.
Sam, can Danny and I have a quick chat? Mr. Manson asked
quietly.
Sam
gave her dad a look, but Mr. Manson looked civil. She hesitated,
sure just be nice, she commanded. Her dad smiled gently, and
closed the door behind him. Now it was just him and Danny.
Her
dad said son
Have
her home on time
And
promise me you’ll never leave her side
Danny
gulped. Mr. Manson smiled warmly. Dont worry, Danny. I trust
you. Even though Pamillia and I found your character questionable
sometimes, you always turned out alright in the end.
Danny
shoulders visibly slackened. He smiled carefully. That means a
lot, coming from you, he said seriously.
Mr.
Manson nodded. Dont betray my trust. If shes home one minute
past midnight, Ill have to give you the prison speech, got it?
He winked.
Danny
chucked. Im sure your not afraid to go back to prison, out of
the many times youve been there. Ill keep that in mind.
Mr.
Manson nodded, You got it, kid. He started to turn the knob,
but then stopped. He looked back at Danny. I like you. Please
dont break my babies heart, because then Im going to feel bad
when I have to break your face afterwards.
I
would never even think of hurting Sam, Danny said, all the
playfulness gone from his voice.
Mr.
Manson smiled. Good, he paused again. Where are you planning
on taking my Sammie anyways?
Danny
just smiled.
He
took her to a show in town
And
he was ten feet off the ground
God,
Danny, this is beautiful! Sam gasped, her eyes wide. Fireworks
boomed in front of them, their colorful lights reaching out to them
gracefully.
Danny
wasnt looking at them though. He couldnt seem to tear his eyes
off of her. Sam finally seemed to notice this, and she looked at him
and felt her cheeks heat up. She looked down. They were sitting on
top of a huge tree, overlooking the city. It was Amity Parks
Founders Day, and the entire town seemed to be alive.
Danny
was elated to hear that. He looked down at his hands. You like
it? He asked.
Sam
reached over and squeezed his hand. He looked back up, into her eyes,
her pale face were reflecting the color of the fireworks. I love
it, she said quietly.
He
smiled, and turned to look back at the fire works, and laced his
fingers through hers. They sat and watched the city celebrated, and
the feeling of being there with her made Danny feel like he was
flying over the city.
After
a few hours, Sam looked at her watch and her face fell. Oh shoot.
Its 11:30. Well only have just enough time to walk home.
Danny
shot her a look. I could always just fly you.
Sam
shook her head. No. Id rather walk and talk. We cant talk
when youre flying so fast. Danny took her hand, and turning to
his Phantom form, he flew her down from the tree, and they landed on
the road.
Sam
didnt let go of his hand.
He
was walking her home
And
holding her hand
Oh
the way she smiled it stole the breath right out of him
He
would never forget that walk home. They talked about everything. They
stopped at a fountain just outside her road, and they talked and
talked. Danny sat down on its lip while Sam danced and twirled around
him, humming a new song they were talking about.
Danny
laughed. Cmon! Its fun! Sam exclaimed, grabbing his hands
and pulling him up.
You
know I cant dance Sam Danny started jokingly but he hand
already placed a hand on the small of her back and held her hand
gently in his.
Just
try, Sam said, as she twirled out of his grasp and back in again.
Rocking gently to the music she was humming softly, they looked into
each others eyes. Her smile made his breath hitch in his throat.
With her so close he felt like he couldnt breathe.
Danny
sent her into a gentle dip, and Sam squealed. Once back up she said
jokingly, Dont you ever tell anybody about the sound I just
made. It would ruin my Goth reputation. Dannys smiled, and
placed his forehead on hers. Her eyes sparkled like the stars above.
I wouldnt dream of it, he whispered. Sam leaned up and their
lips met.
Just
then a star shot through the sky.
Down
that old road
With
the stars up above
He
remembers where he was the night he fell in love
Sam
ran up to her house, nearly dragging Danny behind her. They were both
laughing. It was 11:59. With one last frantic goodnight kiss, Sam
slipped inside. They were both beaming. No words had to be exchanged.
Danny
had to sit down. Every nerve in his body was a live wire, and they
were all shooting him the same message. This was the way it was
supposed to be. He knew it in his heart.
He
never forgot that night.
He
was walking her home
Danny
was exhausted. He still had the nervous habit of running his hand
through his hair whenever he was worried. Sam always kid him about
how his personality hadnt changed since he was a teen. His hair
was only slightly less shaggy than it was from his teenage years, but
it was still uncontrollable.
He
looked at the walls, which reflected happy pictures of painted
sailboats back at him. He tiredly glared at them. What business did
they have, sitting there carefree on some lake, while he thought he
was going to die with worry?
He
thought about it briefly, and then decided that he had never been
more scared in his entire life. Bring on the Ghost King- he could
deal with it. He would even try out his alternate future self again,
instead of having to wait in this damned waiting room.
Ten
more years and a waiting room
At
half past one
He
had been sitting in the same white washed superficial room until the
doctor kicked him out of Sams room. That had been and hour ago
but it felt like an eternity. There was another scream. He stopped
his pacing and sank into a chair. He couldnt stand this much
longer he was sure he was about to go crazy with fear.
He
held his head in his hands for God knows how long, trying to
contemplate what he was about to become. He couldnt quite seem to
wrap his mind around it.
When
the doctor came in, he jumped to his feet and ran to the poor man
with nearly inhuman speed. Keeping his secret was the last thing on
his mind at the moment.
There
was silence for a heart beat of a moment, and Danny was sure
something had gone wrong- terribly, terribly wrong. Then the doctor
smiled. Would you care to meet your son, Mr. Fenton?
And
the doctor said come in and meet your son
Before,
Danny had pictured himself bursting into the room, blinded with
panic, but when faced with the actual door, he turned the knob so
gently that it would have Jack Fenton wondering if Danny really was
his son. He crept into the room on tiptoes, scared to disturb Sam or
the baby.
When
he finally got far enough in, he saw his beautiful wife holding his
radiant son. Tears silently poured from her eyes as she looked at
their child who was gripping the blanket he was wrapped in with his
tiny fingers. Danny was sure he was going to faint right then and
there.
His
knees went weak
When
he saw his wife
She
was smiling as she said he’s got your eyes
Sam
looked up at Danny, and laughed wetly, you should see your face
right now.
Danny
didnt feel the need to bother with rearranging his facial
expression as he came over to the side of her bed. He was so overcome
with emotions, he was sure he was going to loose control of his
powers and turn intangible and sink right through the floor.
Sam
held up their son to Danny, motioning for him to take the baby, but
he hesitated, not sure if he was good enough to take the roll of this
angel babys father. However, when the baby let out a small whine
of protest at being separated from his mother, Danny reached out and
instinctually took his child into his arms. His son immediately
hushed.
Sam
beamed up at him. He has your eyes, she said softly, and just
as she said that the child looked up at him. Sure enough, they were a
stunning blue.
And
as she slept he held her tight
His
mind went back to that first night
When
the baby was taken to get all of its medical needs, Sam laid her
head back on her pillow, exhausted. Danny sat on the bed next to her
and lovingly stroked the hair out of her face.
So
do you want another one? Danny asked jokingly. Sam winked open an
eye and smacked his hand away. Hey! Danny put up his hands
defensively, I wasnt the one who insisted on natural birth!
And
you werent the one that had to go through birth. Never. Again.
Sam stated, completely serious.
Thats
what they all say, Danny laughed quietly.
You
should be glad you werent here during it. I was trying to break
away from the doctors so I could whip your ass, Sam mumbled. Im
never going to forgive you for getting me pregnant.
I
think youll forgive me in time. Hes beautiful, Danny lowered
his voice, as Sam started to drift off.
He
is, she agreed. Sam then scooted over and patted the bed next to
her. Danny took the message, and reclined next to her.
Ouch!
Hospital beds are kind of hard to fit two into, Danny mumbled.
Luckily
you dont have to get used to it because I plan on never coming
back to the wretched place, Sam yawned, throwing a hand over his
chest, and snuggling into him. Danny placed his hands behind his
head, staring up at the spotted ceiling.
Goodnight,
Danny whispered after a minute, but he could already tell Sam was
gone, with her warm breath against his side. He couldnt believe
how far theyve come. He would have never guessed what it felt like
to be this happy back when he was a teen. He smiled as the rush of
memories came flooding back to him.
He
was walking her home
Holding
her hand
Oh
the way she smiled it stole the breath right out of him
Down
that old road
With
the stars up above
He
remembers where he was the night he fell in love
He
was walking her home
Sam
was wrong. Two years later and she was in the hospital once more
with twins nonetheless. Tucker nearly panicked when he realized what
was going on when his two best friends sprinted out of his rehearsal
dinner. They brought the two new borns to his wedding the next week.
He
walked her through the best days of her life
Sixty
years together and he never left her side
Together,
as a united front, they raised their children, as Danny taught them
one by one to master their individual powers. Jordan, their first
born, could hover and turn invisible, and Lilith and Heather, the
twins, both got intangibility and could make things colder. Sam
taught them to be themselves and not be scared to show their opinions
with the world.
Looking
back, Danny could see very clearly the proudest and happiest days of
his life, when his children graduated from high school, then college
became successful at their jobs, got married and had kids for
themselves and next thing he knew he and Sam were grandparents. It
seemed like life had suddenly sped up and could now be recounted in a
blink, but he held Sams hand all the way through it, and he
wouldnt have it any other way.
While
Tucker got divorced and remarried, Sam and Dannys love only got
stronger with age, and he knew that it was the way its supposed to
be.
A
nursing home
At
eighty-five
William
briskly walked down the hallway in the dead of night, clad in jeans
and a polo. He doubted any of his patients would be disturbed,
considering most of them were going deaf anyways. Though he wasnt
dressed to look it, it was a certified M.D. and worked in the Amity
Hillside Retirement Home.
He
saw the nurse exit a room, and write something down on the clipboard.
When he young nurse finally looked up at the sound of his approach,
her face fell at the elderly doctors grim face.
And
the doctor said it could be her last night
Please
dont tell me she whispered, as not to wake the sleeping
patients around them.
Not
yet. But soon I dont know if shell make it through the
night William said somberly. The nurse winced. She already knew
who he was talking about, considering they were favorites in the
Home. You knew this was coming The doctor reminded her.
Its incredible she survived with her liver failing this long.
And
the nurse said Oh
Should
we tell him now
Or
should he wait until the morning to find out
The
young girl nodded, and hiding her emotion asked, When should we
tell him? The doctor hesitated. Should we give him a chance to
say goodbye or she couldnt seem to get the rest out. She
had seen many pass in her past year working at the Home, but this was
different.
Well
wait until morning, the doctor decided. We dont need to make
this harder on him than it already is.
But
what they didnt know what that Danny, though frail and old
physically, was still just as alert as he was when he was in his late
forties. He woke up in the middle of the night with a gasp, and he
knew.
It
was time for Sam to go home.
When
they checked her room that night
He
was laying by her side
William!
The nurse exclaimed. He jerked himself awake and against logic,
jogged over to Ms. Fentons room. He thought he knew what he would
find, but he hoped that there still might be some way to save her.
The nurses awed face was what made him hesitate. Looking into the
room, he saw what she was amazed by. Ms. Fentons long time husband
was cuddled next to her, with her head on his chest, asleep
peacefully. The doctor looked closer, and saw that he was holding her
hand.
Oh
he was walking her home
And
holding her hand
Danny,
miraculously not needing his cane, found himself in a familiar road
he had not been in a very, very long time. He looked around, and saw
his wife, standing by herself for the first time in months, sitting
on the side of the oh so familiar fountain.
Sam,
he whispered hoarsely, walking up to her with no problem at all. No
arthritis, no stiff leg, no back pain, nothing.
Danny,
his beautiful wife whispered in the same tone, a sad, but accepting
voice. He took both of her hands, which seemed to be growing younger
by the second, and looked into her eyes. He tucked some of her hair
that was blowing in the wind behind her ear. It was starting to turn
black again.
Do
you understand whats going on? Sam asked quietly. Danny nodded
slowly. She looked in her forties now. She threw herself at him, and
hugged him fiercely, and Danny hugged back just as strongly, never
wanting to let go.
When
Sam drew back, he face was stained with tears. I dont think I
can let go, Danny.
Then
dont let go. This isnt the end Sam well see each other
again. I promise, he choked up again, but resolved himself to be
strong. For Sam. This is just goodbye for a while, he
finished. She smiled through her tears, and squeezed his hands.
Oh
the way she smiled when he said this is not the end
And
just for a while they were eighteen
And
she was still more beautiful to him than anything
She
looked in her early twenties now, and thats when Danny realized
the same was happening to him. He looked sixty years younger, but he
couldnt focus on himself for long, because he could barely take
his eyes Sam. His Sam.
Dont
forget me, Sam whispered.
As
if I could, Danny replied, and then Sam flung her arms around his
neck and they kissed, knowing it would be the last time. He wished it
would never end. When they separated, Sam placed her head against his
chest, and wrapped her hands loosely around his back, and Danny
nestled himself in her raven hair, kissing the top of her head. They
both seemed to stop aging at eighteen, and they were both wearing
what they had wore on their first date, with Sam in her purple shirt,
and Danny in his slightly wrinkled tee.
With
a tremendous amount of effort, Danny stepped back, and tried for a
winning smile. One last time? He offered, holding out his hand,
and Sam looked up at him for a moment. Exhaling, she chucked sadly
and took it. Keeping her close, Danny turned, and took a deep breath.
Then he started to walk her home… started to walk her to heaven.
Squeezing her hand gently, they watched as the road slowly started to
disappear under their feet. They seemed to be walking in a black
abyss, with a single white light growing brighter and brighter in
front of them.
He
was walking her home
He
was walking her home
With
a tug in his gut, Danny knew he could go no further. He knew the
moment he let go of her hand, she would be gone. She felt it too. She
looked up at him. I love you, he whispered.
Sam
smiled, her eyes calm, and then she let go. Suddenly the tunnel
started getting darker, and Sam got further away. He felt her
presents fading. Danny couldnt help the feeling of panic of losing
her rise up within him, but then he saw her, suddenly in a white
dress that was blowing softly in the wind. His panic was expelled by
a force much greater than him. I love you too, it was as if Sam
was right next to him. Then the white light exploded.
He
awoke suddenly. All that was now ten long years ago, and he was back
in his room, staring at the ceiling of the Home.
Looking
back
He
sees it all
It
was her first date the night he came to call
But
he wasnt looking at the ceiling at all. When he blinked, he saw an
angel, so beautiful it nearly paralyzed him. She smiled, and held her
hand out to him, which he impulsively took. It seemed like the right
thing to do. She helped him up, but as he got on his feat, he
realized he left his body behind. He looked down at himself, and saw
his eighteen-year-old self, holding hands with his beautiful Sam. As
she smiled, he knew it was only just the beginning.
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The End
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