Meant To Be

Chapter 8: Countdown

A Month Later...

Sam entered the Amity Park butterfly garden with rollers in her hair, well, the part that was real anyway, she had went and got curly extensions. She was carrying her dress in the white garment bag. She look down the aisle of folding chairs to the arch that had black, purple, and white flowers weaving in and out of silver archway. Sam sighed. This wedding was everything she had dreamed about and so was her dress. Unlike her first wedding dress. Her first dress she didn't even get to pick out. Ken paid for the dress and he wanted to make sure he got the color he wanted, in other words, a white dress that his mother picked out.

Sam pawned that thing off the day after the divorce was final. She loathed that dress with all of her being, mainly, because she had been forced to wear it. Plus, it wasn't her style. It was too children's movie fairytale. She wanted a real fairytale style. She had gotten a hold of a book of fairy tales before they were "kidified" and read it. And she liked those fairy tales, because they were dark. No, she didn't exactly like it just because it was dark, it was because they were written more real worldly. Because if anyone knew real world, it was Sam Manson. And she couldn't wait to be Samantha "Sam" Fenton.

Just 2 more hours... Sam thought as she headed to the tent that would be her make-shift dressing room.

Danny's dressing tent was on the other side of the butterfly garden to make sure he didn't see Sam before the wedding. And, at one point Danny got left alone in the tent. He decided he would disappear and go see Sam, because he couldn't stand it anymore. He had all of his tux on except for his jacket. His tie and his vest matched the dark purple flowers on the arch. Danny hated being in the tux, but, if it was what Sam wanted, he would wear it. He slipped under the back wall of vinyl on the tent, and quickly ran across the garden to Sam's tent.

"Sam, it's Danny, can I come in?" Danny's voice was a whisper.

"Uh, just a minute..." Sam whispered back her reply.

Danny heard rustling, and something being zipped up.

"Okay..."

Danny slipped under the tent's vinyl wall.

"Sorry... I had to hide the dress." Sam explained as Danny stood to his full six foot. (Remember, he's in his thirties now)

Sam didn't get to say anything else, because their lips met to form a kiss.

"A little early, don't you think?" Sam teased.

"We've done everything a little early, haven't we?" He replied touching her growing belly.

"No, it's perfect timing." She replied.

"I'd better go before they figure out I'm not in my dressing room." Danny replied.

"Danny, use your ghost powers this time..."

Danny was so nervous he had forgotten he could go invisible and phase through the tent.

Danny face-palmed.

"Right..." He muttered as he disappeared.

"Danny, leave! I'm not going to let you watch me change!" Sam said, knowing he was still in the tent.

"How did you know?" The masculine voice came from thin air.

"Well, let's see, two places of grass about as big as your feet were down while the rest of the grass was standing up." Sam replied.

"Oh..." The grass stood up like the rest.

As soon as Sam was sure he was gone, she slipped off the t-shirt and jeans she was wearing and slipped into her dress, then she said, "Even though he's about to be my husband, he's still clueless."

When Danny got found out, he flew to his dressing tent to wait for Tucker. Of course he had made Tucker his best man. And Jazz was the maid of honor even though she annoyed Danny and Sam about it.

But, this wasn't just a wedding ceremony, they were also doing an adoption ceremony. Danny and Sam were adopting each other's children as their own. Their little, individual families were merging to form one big, happy family.

Danny looked down at his watch.

15 more minutes... He thought to himself as his Mother pinned on his boutonniere.

"Mom, I can't believe it. The day should have happened 10 years ago." Danny's grin went from ear to ear.

"Danny, this really is the happiest day of your life. When you married Andrea, you were happy, but not this happy. I know you and Sam will be together the rest of your lives." His Mother replied.

"I know, Mom. Sam and I were just meant to be together."