Meant To Be

Chapter 2: Reunions

Danny was oddly very nervous as he pulled up to the very familiar building. It had definitely been attacked by ghosts since he left. Or his parents had started ghost hunting again. Jazz had gotten them to stop their tinkering for a while. But it hadn't lasted long. They saw the lunch-box ghost one day and that's all it took to trigger their ghost hunting obsessions. Danny stared at the building. He hadn't seen his parents in two years. It was the Christmas before his marriage had gotten rocky. His parents got the boys ghost hunting jumpsuits. Andrea almost flipped! Danny wished his parents knew, but it was already hard enough with Jazz knowing. Not to mention the 'let's rip him apart molecule by molecule' thing.

Danny had told them he would be coming by before he went to find his condo. He was hoping they have told his best friends he was coming back. He sure had missed the techno nerd. But, Sam was on a different level. He didn't know if he could admit it verbally, but, all through high school, he just wanted to scream,

"I LOVE YOU, SAM MANSON!"

But, it never happened. He had chosen to keep his mouth shut. No. Not any longer. If she was available, he would do MORE than jump at the chance. If she wanted to sleep with him tonight, he'd be ready.

Danny... Stop it. She could very well be married. Wait... Of course she is. I've got the invitation to her wedding somewhere in my keepsake box. I couldn't go for some odd reason... Danny thought.

He felt so stupid. So dirty. He couldn't take Sam from another man. No matter how much he wanted to. It would make him no better than Andrew, the student his ex-wife slept with numerous times. Danny didn't want to be the reason Sam's marriage crumbled. But, if it was already over would it hurt to begin dating her?

Danny then realized he was still sitting in the car.

"Come on, boys, time to see family."

"Nana and Papa Fenton?" Eric squealed. Danny was worried he would NEVER speak an actual sentence.

"And Aunt Jazz..." Danny added quickly, hoping they hadn't heard him.

The two boys groaned. They remembered what Jazz got them the last Christmas she had seen them. Fitted tuxes and hair gel.

She said, "Someone has to teach these boys to be little gentlemen, since I know their Father won't." Then, she had glared at Danny.

"I'm a gentleman. Just not a good enough one for your taste." Danny snapped back, hoping she would make that growling, irritating sound she used to make when she was a teenager.

"Grr... Danny!"

"DAD? Can we go inside the house now?" Once again Danny was jolted back to reality.

"Sure..." Danny replied as he climbed out of the car. Then, opening the back door, helping his children out.

He walked up the steps he had hurt himself plenty of times on, and then knocked on the door.

The door opened, and there stood Maddie, Danny's Mother.

"Danny!" She cried as she wrapped her arms around him. Jazz and Jack soon followed. After the group hug broke up, it was the boys' turn.

"Squeezing too hard...cahak! Killing me!" Alex complained.

Just then, Tucker and Valerie Foley drive up, with their daughters, Katie, 6, and Jamie, 4. Tucker and Valerie had gotten married almost right out of high school. They were perfect for each other. And they were happy together. Tucker didn't know how lucky he was. Finding your true love in high school and then keeping it? Danny knew from experience it was hard.

When Jazz's kids seen their friends Katie and Jamie, they ran towards them. Danny's nieces and nephew, Lillian, 8, Amy, 6, and Miles, 4, loved him, but hardly knew him. They got to see him every Christmas, well, except for the last two.

Danny looked up and down the street, to see if there was any sign of Sam. Was she coming? Or was she too busy since she got married?

"Did anybody tell Sam I was coming?" He asked. The adults just looked at each other and the kids looked at each other and shrugged their as if they didn't know who he was talking about.

Danny sighed. He walked into the house and plopped down on the couch, saddened.

He heard some commotion outside, then, he heard a very familiar voice.

"Danny!" It was music to his ears.

"Sam?" He stood.

"Danny!"

"Sam!" He ran outside, and there she was, standing on the sidewalk just as beautiful as ever. His heart was in his throat as he ran to hug her.

As they were embracing, Danny went cold.

"Is this okay?" Danny asked, wanting not to offend her husband.

"I don't think my ex-husband will care. What about your wife?" Sam asked, she felt comfortable, yet uncomfortable.

"She cheated on me with a student, so, no I don't think she'll care."

Sam let a tear fall down her cheek.

"I'm sorry..."

"For what?" Danny whispered in her ear. Jazz signaled everyone to go inside and leave the two lovebirds alone.

"For not coming to the most important day of your life." Sam whispered back.

"What? My wedding?"

She nodded.

"Sam," Danny continued, "That wasn't the most important day of my life. It's a joke. She cheated on me with a student. I'm surprised they can't take her to jail."

"They can't?" Last time Sam had heard, it was a crime.

"He's 21."

"Oh..."

"Yeah... But, the most important day of my life now, is today."

"You mean..."

"Sam, is your divorce final?"

"As of two weeks ago..." She replied with a grin.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

Sam's eyes shimmered with glee.

"YES!"