Disclaimer: I only own Jessica Mallory Fenton and Daniel James Fenton, Jr.

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The phone rang at the Fenton household.

"Hello?" Danny, now 24, asked as he balanced his three month old daughter, Jessica Mallory, on his hip, phone pinched awkwardly between his shoulder and ear, baby bottle in his left hand.

"Hey, hon, it's me." Sam's voice replied over the phone.

"Hey, beautiful, how's the business trip?" Danny asked his beloved wife.

"Not bad. Hawaii's beautiful. How are the kids?"

Danny sighed. "I try. Lord, how I try. They were actually pretty good today. Right now, I'm trying to feed Jess, and Danny's asleep."

"You sound tired."

"That might be a bit of an understatement."

"Oh, poor baby. Don't worry; I'll be home in a couple of days."

"Love you."

"Love you more."

With that, Danny clicked the phone off and, cradling her in his arm, sat down on the couch, gazing at his beautiful baby daughter.

"All done?" He asked as she finished off her bottle. He sang to her as he rocked her to sleep. "I've got sunshine
On a cloudy day
When it's cold outside
I've got the month of May
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl
My girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl

I've got so much honey
the bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song than
the birds in the trees
I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl
My girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl

Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Ooooh...

I don't need no money,
fortune or fame
I've got all the riches baby
one man can claim
Well I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl
My girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl

Goodnight, sweet pea." He said, kissing her on the head and lightly stroking her blonde hair as she closed her amethyst eyes. Unable to take his eyes off the sleeping angel, he placed her in the cradle, gently rocking it. He sat there in a serene quietude that lasted for a few minutes before it was broken by the wailing of Jess' one year old brother, Daniel James Fenton, Jr.

"Alright, Danny, I'm coming'." Danny said as he walked into his son's bedroom and picked Danny up out of his crib. After placing a used blue blanket with two loose hems, Danny, Jr.'s favorite blanket, on the floor, he laid his son on top of the blanket, removing his diaper. One thing Danny remembered about Home Ec. Class was diaper changing. He finished wrapping Danny in a clean diaper as he doorbell rang. Balancing Danny, who was still holding onto one of the hems while sucking his thumb, on his waist, he walked to the front door.

"Hey, Val." Danny said as he saw Valerie Grey-Foley standing in the doorway.

"Hey, Danny. Since Sam left you home for the week with the kids, I thought I'd bring you something to eat. I'm not much of a chef, so I just boiled some spaghetti and meatballs. Hi, Danny." She said as she rubbed his head covered in snow-white hair, his big, green eyes gazing up at her.

"Thanks. Want to come in?"

"Sure, thanks." Valerie sat down at the kitchen table.

"How's Tuck? I haven't heard from him in a while." Danny asked as he put the pasta in the fridge and put Danny in his highchair.

"Oh, he's off in Washington again. What about you?"

"Same stuff, different day."

"How are the kids?"

"They were actually little angels today. Some days they're a couple of little terrors."

"I'd imagine so. So, do you and Sam like being parents?"

"We love it." It was at that point Danny noticed Valerie's stomach seemed to have grown, while the rest of her shape stayed the same. "Are you..?"

She nodded. "Five months."

"Does Tucker know?"

"Yes."

"Boy or girl?"

"We've decided to wait and find out after the delivery."

"Have you decided on any names?"

"Alexander, if it's a boy, Catherine if it's a girl. Well, I got to go. It's been great seeing you again." She said, standing up.

"Yeah, you, too. Tell Tucker I said hi."

"I will. Bye!"

"Ciao. It's time we put you to bed." Danny said, Danny Jr. gazing back at him with those dazzlingly beautiful emerald eyes. As with Jess, Danny, Jr. fell asleep in his dad's arms as Danny rocked his son to sleep, softly singing an old John Lennon song to him.

"Close your eyes
Have no fear
The monster's gone
He's on the run and your daddy's here

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy

Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It's getting better and better

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy

Out on the ocean sailing away
I can hardly wait
To see you come of age
But I guess we'll both just have to be patient
'Cause it's a long way to go
A hard row to hoe
Yes it's a long way to go
But in the meantime

Before you cross the street
Take my hand
Life is what happens to you
While you're busy making other plans

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy

Before you go to sleep
Say a little prayer
Every day in every way
It's getting better and better

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful boy

Darling, darling, darling
My Beautiful boy.

Goodnight, my beautiful boy." Danny said, kissing his sleeping son on the forehead as he lowered Danny into his crib.

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A/N: That's all unless you want more.