It was the most amazing night of her life, the night she got pimped out to Tom Kaulitz. Well not exactly pimped, there was no pimp, unless her friend Kaisha counted, but nevertheless, the outcome was the same, a hotel room, Tom, and herself, minus all essential bits of clothing and common sense, and now Dani was the one paying for it.
“Shit!” why, oh why, did the little red dot have to be the one that showed up? Why? Couldn’t it have been the nice, innocent, NEGATIVE, blue one? Nope, it was definitely red.
“Fuck.” She felt tears run down her face, and saw them splash onto the counter top only inches below her face.
“My parents are going to kill me.” Making a face in the mirror, she spoke in an upbeat, carefree tone.
“Hey mom, I’m pregnant with a rock star’s baby, isn’t that nice?” nope, that wouldn’t work. She bent back over the counter and laid her head in her arms.
“Fuck, I am so dead.”
“The one time the condom breaks, and I have to get pregnant, how messed up is that?” she raised her face to the ceiling.
“This isn’t fair!”
it had been the best thing ever, he had been perfect, just dominant enough to drive her crazy, and kind enough to make it seem just a little romantic, and, oh god, the kisses where amazing! And his hands!
A tiny shiver ran down her spine, with the memory, and the tears almost stopped, but then she remembered the situation she was in, she banged her head against the counter.
“What am I going to do” Dani sighed into the countertop
Her parents didn’t have to find out; she could get rid of it. Everything would be alright; things would work out, she could forget about it, and pretend it never happened.
‘Who, do you think you’re kidding Dani? There is no way you could get rid of this baby. Think of it this way, now you have something better than an autograph and a one night stand.’
“Oh God, help me.”
‘I’m pregnant with a rock star’s baby!’ the tears started anew.
Two and a half months earlier:
“Kaisha, I can’t believe you got tickets to the after party!” Dani jumped her best friend and hugged her.
“I could just squish you! I am so happy right now, you have no idea!”
Dani squealed as Kaisha gave out a slightly strangled laugh.
“No, I think I have a pretty good idea, I haven’t had this much trouble breathing since I bought you their CD for your birthday. Do you think you could, maybe, let go now?”
Tokio Hotel, Dani and Kaisha’s favourite band, had finally come to Vancouver, Canada, and had just finished their first show (to which Kaisha had also secured tickets) and she had just surprised her friend with the after party tickets.
Dani loosened her strangle hold on her friend enough to look her in the eyes.
“How did you afford them?” here Kaisha made a sour face.
“You know the Porsche my dad got me for my birthday?” Dani nodded, and gulped.
“Well, I figured that I could always get another one next year, whereas Tokio Hotel won’t likely be coming here again, so I went all out.”
Dani jaw flapped for a moment.
“You sold the Porsche! Oh my god, we must be crazy.”
Kaisha smiled at her friend.
“But it will be so worth it!” they both yelled in unison.
The lights were off the entire time, but she barely noticed it, her mind was solely on the man above her. All she could think about were his lips, and his hands, and everything else about him that touched her bare skin.
She moaned into his mouth, when his hand brushed her nipple, his fingers stayed there a moment before exploring other places and leaving her breathless. She writhed beneath him, doing her best to please him as much as he was her. She knew her skills were severely lacking, but she did the best she knew how, and he moaned a few times.
She had stupidly told him that she was lacking in experience, and he merely answered that is made it all the more fun ‘cause he would get to teach her and that later she could boast that Tom Kaulitz had taught her such-and-such.
He certainly lived up to his image though; his expertise was not overrated in her opinion. He knew exactly what he was doing; every movement was precise and perfectly erotic.
And when it was over, he told her that he was going back to his hotel room, and to have a good night, then he kissed her goodbye and left for what was probably forever.
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Present time
Dani heard the door to the apartment slam shut, her mother and step father were home, and it didn’t sound like they were in the best of moods, but they were probably feeling better than they would once she told them her news.
She pulled on one of her fathers sweatshirts and inhaled, his lingering scent giving her comfort.
She opened her door and began her walk to the metaphorical gallows, she almost wished death was what she was facing instead of her parents, but then she didn’t really want to die either.
At the bottom of the stairs she peeked around the corner to try and spy her mother and stepfather before they noticed her, they were snogging against the living room wall. ‘Ew, gross! At least their not yelling at each other this time’ she thought.
She cleared her throat, hoping to startle the pair out of their make out session, it didn’t work.
“Mom, Kyle?” She watched as the both jumped and reluctantly parted, her mother cleared her throat. As she nervously adjusted her skirt, which had somehow made it’s way around her waist.
“Yes Hun, What’s wrong?”
The tears started pouring, her knees started shaking, and she felt her arms tingling. She couldn’t help it, she was so scared. ‘Best to just blurt it out, no procrastinating, it just makes things worse.’
“I’m pregnant.”
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Two and a half months earlier
She felt so stupid.
She couldn’t sleep, not once he had left reminding her that she was just a one night stand and not worth falling asleep next to.
She flicked on the bathroom light, and made her way to the Jacuzzi, silently thanking Kaisha for not cheeping out on their rooms; maybe a bath would calm her down.
After filling the giant bath and deciding against turning the jets on, she submerged herself in the water; it felt like heaven.
She couldn’t help but be a little mad at him for making it seem so special and then proving that it wasn’t, he could have at least waited until she’s fallen asleep, to leave. Actually that would have made her mad too.
After soaking, and grumbling, for a good hour, she decided that it was as good a time as any to try sleeping; she got out and emptied the Jacuzzi, towelled herself off and made her way back into the bedroom portion of the hotel suite.
She wrestled her way into the one nightshirt she had brought with her and sat on the rumpled bed. She didn’t really want to sleep in the bed, especially after what she had done in it, so she gathered the blankets to bring to the couch, as she did her hand brushed something wet.
‘Ew, what was that.’ She shrieked in her mind. Dropping the blankets she peered closer at the creamy substance on her knuckles, semen.
Semen.
“Semen! What the fuck.” Her eyes desperately searched the floor for the condom they had used, picking it up gingerly she rushed to the bathroom and washed it our as gently, and with as little touching, as possible.
Sure enough the tip was ripped, not a big rip, but enough to be the cause of the mess on the bed. She gulped. ’What if the bed wasn’t the only place it‘spilled’?’
She hadn’t continued her birth control prescription, because she hadn’t had a date go past second base in a long time, and that part wasn’t her fault, there just weren’t any worthwhile guys at Ashton, Dani laughed, now that she thought about it tom was just like those boys, a stuck up, egotistical, playboy.
And then she stopped laughing, and stared at the broken condom dangling from between her forefinger and thumb.
Fuck, this could be bad.
Today was busy, everyday was busy. Every moment was spent doing something to boost public awareness of the band; right now it was reading fan mail and chatting up the fan chat rooms.
Bill was tired of it all; every letter was pretty much the same. He loved his fans, he really did, but sometime he just got caught up in the monotony of it all.
He opened another envelope, took a quick peek at the black and white polka dotted thong, before setting it to the side with all the others, and pulled out the letter, read the same lines he’d seen on practically every other letter that day, and picked up another one.
Bill sat on the floor in a pile of mail addressed to his brother and himself, and two slightly smaller piles of ladies underclothes, and candy underwear. The boost in candy underwear was quite substantial since photos got out of him eating a pair.
Tom was busy with the interpreter for the online chat rooms. He kept shifting in his seat and staring out the window, until the slightly older woman beside him would ask him for another response.
Bill sighed and picked up another envelope, this one addressed to Tom, and tore into it. This one wasn’t as fancy, there was no underwear inside (this kind of disappointed him,) and what was written in the letter actually made him laugh out loud at the incredulity of it all.
“Tom, you have got to read this one!” he waved the letter at his brother.
“Why?” tom asked tiredly, as he turned his attention back out the window.
Bill didn’t say anything but his indignant huff, was enough for Tom to take the offered letter.
“It’s in English, I can’t read it that well.” He scanned the page for a moment and then handed it to the interpreter beside him.
“What does it say?”
Bill made some sort of shrieking sound, as he tore the letter from the startled woman’s hands.
“Um, sorry, could you leave for a moment?” he asked the woman in as polite a tone as he could muster. The woman nodded, put her laptop onto the nearby coffee table and made her way from the room.
Bill immediately turned a scowl on his brother, as he clutched the letter in one hand and placed his other hand on his hip.
“What?” Tom grumbled, looking away from his twin’s scalding glare.
“You could have asked me, plus this letter is not something you want getting out, even if it is a scam.” Bill huffed.
“How was I supposed to know that?” Tom answered in a decidedly arrogant tone. Bill stilled for a moment as he thought it over and realized he hadn’t really warned Tom about the content. He had simply rushed over and demanded he read it, not even bothering to think that his brother wasn’t as fluent in English as he was.
“Sorry, anyway, let me read it to you.” Bill flashed one of his trademark smiles in hopes of calming his stressed out brother.
Unfolding the now slightly torn letter, Bill began to read.
“Tom Kaulits; my name is Dani Milton, we met in Vancouver when your band was touring. We ended up-” here the words ‘making love’ were crossed out. “-Having intercourse.” Bill stopped to eye his brother questioningly.
“What now bill?” he grumbled.
“Did you sleep with her?”
“I don’t remember! There were at least three that night!”
“Tom! That is just gross! Sometimes I can’t believe the things you do. Anyway here’s the interesting part.” After rolling his eyes at his brother he started reading again.
“I felt obligated to tell you, that the condom we used broke, and I’m pregnant. I’ve decided to keep the baby. I just thought you might want to know, I won’t ask anything of you, but if you want proof I can send it to you.” Bill almost burst out laughing, until he saw his twin’s face.
“Tom?” he watched his brother turn a greyish white color, he was looking over Bill’s shoulder towards the door.
“Did, you sleep with her?” Bill turned to see David Jost, the band’s manager standing in the door cell phone in hand.
Tom gulped, and turned his eyes to the window. His mind was running in circles, truthfully the girls name rang a bell, well more than rang a bell, he could actually remember a few things about her. He remembered that she had chin length black hair, and that her eyes were almost the same colour as his own. He remembered that she hadn’t really known what she was doing, but that it had made him feel powerful. He also remembered that she was the first of at least three that night.
He turned his eyes to Jost; he had said something to him.
“I think so.”
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Jost had totally flipped out. He had ranted for nearly an hour, how Tom should have known better, That sex was not a game, that he should have made sure the girl was on some sort of birth control, and what would he do if the press heard about it, that now he would have to make the baby disappear.
Bill’ face had darkened when Jost had said that, but Tom seemed unconcerned.
Then Jost had decided that it was all a scam, and that they would get a lawyer involved. That the girl should have known better than to mess with rock stars, that it would be exposed as a scam and that Tom had nothing to fear, it would all blow over soon.
Tom acted as if Jost wasn’t even in the room; he simply stared out the window. Bill noticed how quiet his twin had been lately; although he was the calmer of the two it was still so unnatural.
When Jost left to call their lawyer, Bill sat next to his brother.
“What’s wrong Tomi?” he asked, making puppy eyes at his twin. Tom simply looked him in the eye, then stood and walked form the room.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
“How could you be so irresponsible? You’re only nineteen for Pete’s sake! A rock star! Do you know what kind of diseases they carry?” Dani listened to her mother rant; truthfully she was too overwhelmed to really notice. But the comment about diseases caught her ear.
“Mom, it’s not like he was some rat! We used a condom!”
“Oh? Just how did you wind up pregnant then?”
“I-it broke.” Dani trailed off, this really wasn’t helping her.
“Look, mom I understand how foolish it was okay? But it’s a little late now.” She took a deep breath and continued.
“I’ve decided to keep it.” She watched as her mothers face went form red to white in a matter of moments.
“You can’t be serious.” Her mother gasped. Dani straitened her shoulders and looked her mother in the eye.
“I’m dead serious. I’m keeping it, and nothing you say can convince me otherwise. I’ve been given this responsibility, and I am going to do my best to see it through, and you can either help or hinder me. I’d really prefer it if you’d help though.”
Her mothers face softened for a moment, and then grew serious.
“You really want to go through with this?” she asked, sounding almost scared.
“Yes.” Her voice sounded stronger than she felt, and for that Dani was secretly proud. Inside she felt like breaking down and crying, but she had already done that and it hadn’t helped; only made her more exhausted.
“I’m going to bed; we can talk later ‘k? Right now I’m too tired. I’d like to see a doctor though, so maybe you could get me an appointment?” Dani spoke around a yawn as she headed up the stairs to her room, waving goodnight to her suddenly quiet mother.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Clair was actually rather proud of her daughter, she was a responsible young woman, she never caused her any troubles, until recently, and she had handled herself quite calmly through the whole fight. Clair felt like the emotional teenager in the situation, while Dani seemed the reasonable adult.
Clair was so scared for her baby girl though, no one should have to care for a child by themselves.
After calming down, Clair phoned her doctor and made an appointment for her daughter, praying all the while that they would be strong enough to deal with this.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Bill was thinking crazy, he knew it, but really he couldn’t get the idea that he might be an uncle, out of his head. It made him so happy and yet so scared at the same time, he had to remind himself that it wasn’t proven yet.
He looked down at the letter in his hand and the envelope in his other. It said that she would provide proof if needed. He looked at the return address on the envelope.
#14 153 Gabriela Crescent
Nanaimo BC Canada
N1W 7J8 *
Canada, well they weren’t too far away right now, they were taking a two week break in Alaska, not Bill’s Idea of a vacation getaway, but the rest of the band had voted him down. They argued that snow boarding was way better than sun tanning. Bill wasn’t convinced, his knees and ass still hut like crazy.
He absently rubbed his ass as he remembered a particularly bad fall; thankfully he’d managed to keep his face injury free. Tom on the other hand hadn’t fallen once when Bill was looking, and frankly Bill had followed Tom everywhere that day, stupidest decision ever.
The one he was about to make, though, had the potential to leave that one in the dust.
He reached into his pocked for his cell phone he stared at it for a moment and then flipped it open and dialled.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Dani felt horrible, she was tired, hungry (yet unable to keep any food down), and had to pee again. ‘Not again, I didn’t even drink anything this morning,’ she thought miserably to herself.
Her mother had woken her up at quarter past seven for her doctor’s appointment at eight. Dani felt like telling her mom to shove it, but figured the sooner she got it all over with the sooner she could go to bed, and hopefully stay there all weekend.
With a quiet groan she stood up from her chair in the waiting room, her mother looked at her strangely but let her go. She made her way back to the receptionist’s desk. “Um, excuse me?” She spoke urgently as she crossed her legs as inconspicuously as possible.
The receptionist, who was on the phone, held up a finger that was meant as a sign for her to wait, but Dani was impatient “Bathroom?” She whispered to the overly talkative woman. The woman rolled her eyes then she pointed to her left and mouthed ‘down the hall.’
“Thank you!” Dani shouted as she made a mad dash for the toilet.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
“Miss Milton, let me guess. Forgot to take your birth control?”
Dani immediately disliked the female doctor. The woman was in her late twenties and was actually attractive, but that had little to do with her dislike of the woman, no the woman spoke to her in the most degrading manner.
“The condom broke,” Clair offered, only to be glared at by her daughter.
“I was extremely surprised to hear that you want to keep the baby, are you sure that is what you want to do Dani?”
Dr. St Marie’s very tone portrayed an assumed aloofness, a rather unpleasant emotion for one to sense coming from their physician. “Yes.” Dani didn’t bother to elaborate. “I’d also like to take a test to determine who the father is.”
“So you are unaware of who the father may be?” Dr. St Marie raised her eyebrow and wrote in her little tablet notebook.
“No, I know who it is; he just won’t believe me without proof. I read something on the internet, about how you can determine the babies DNA within the first trimester?” Dani preferred getting straight to the point, she was never one to procrastinate, or unnecessarily draw things out.
This time the doctor looked a little surprised.
“Yes, it’s called a prenatal paternity test. We insert a needle through your abdominal wall and extract a placental villus sampling. It then takes us seven to ten days to determine the DNA, and an extra three to match it.” Dr. St Marie walked to the tiny shelf holding a few pamphlets, picked one and handed it to Dani.
“This should help explain what takes place in the procedure. We can schedule one for you, just talk to Joan at reception.”
Dani accepted the pamphlet and grumbled to herself about having to deal with the receptionist again. Clair asked a few more questions of the Dr. Then scheduled an appointment for the seventeenth of June and they were ready to go. Dani couldn’t be more relieved.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
“Saki? I need a plane to Nanaimo.”
Bill had just confirmed Dani Milton’s address and now he was putting the second part of his plan into action as quickly as possible. He knew that if he stopped to think about what he was doing, that he might chicken out and Bill would not let himself chicken out of anything.
“A.S.A.P,” Bill answered as he stared at his nails; they needed to be painted again. “Yeah, tonight is good.” He switched his phone to his other ear as he opened his makeup bag looking for the nail polish remover.
“Seven thirty?” He removed his old nail polish and began to apply a new layer of black as he waited for confirmation that his flight had been booked. “No, just me,” He smiled and blew on his nails, even though he knew it wouldn’t help them dry any faster. Bill beamed when the man on the other side of the phone told him he was ready to go.
“Thank you Saki.”
With a flip of the cell phone, his plans were set in motion, and his nails looked much better, now for the white tips.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Clair was in the kitchen when the intercom buzzed. She quickly rinsed her hands and made her way the intercom console. “Yes, who is it?” She was a little surprised to have a visitor so late at night.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Bill was stumped for a moment, should he tell the woman on the other side who he was?
“Um, hi, my name is Bill. I am looking for a Dani Milton. Is she here?” he knew his English was heavily accented, but he hoped the woman on the other side could understand him.
“Are you a friend of hers?”
“Y-yes?” ‘O god this is so weird, why didn’t I plan what I was going to say?’
“I’ll just buzz you up then. The door is open.”
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Clair opened the apartment door to a very beautiful…person. She couldn’t quite tell if ‘it’ was male or female.
“Hello, are you Bill?” ‘it’ had to be a boy, with a name like Bill, but with such delicate features it was hard to tell, especially when she noted his painted nails and long hair. She smiled at the ‘boy’ and motioned for him to step into the room.
“Yes ma’am, Is Dani here?” Bill felt so nervous; his palms were actually sweating, that didn’t happen often, although often nervous before a show he hardly ever experienced sweaty palms, maybe it was because he wasn’t wearing his wrist cuffs? He also hadn’t worn any makeup so he wouldn’t be recognized.
“Yes, why don’t you just go on up to her room it’s the last one at the top of the stairs.”
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Bill walked up the stairs, feeling his nerves tighten by the second, he shouldn’t be here, and he should have left this all to David. He almost turned around but then he was standing in front of her door.
It was a simple door, nothing fancy about it but simply looking at it gave Bill some courage. He never considered himself a coward (not that any man would ever think that of himself,) but he was finding this whole situation, which he had partially created for himself, very nerve wracking.
With a deep breath and a steady hand, he knocked on the door. When after a few moments there was still no reply, Bill decided to simply go inside.
He was slightly surprised by the mess he encountered. There were ‘things’ all over the floor, clothing, books, cds (he noticed one was the scream album), and shoes, lots and lots of shoes. At the wall opposite the door was a bed and in the bed there was a lump.
Bill made his way to the bed, stepping as gingerly as possible through the mess; he noticed that some of the clothes were folded, strange indeed. When he reached the bed he stared down at the girl sleeping there.
“Dani?”
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Dani awoke to the strangest (and perhaps most wonderful?) sight she had ever been blessed with. Leaning over her was a very beautiful creature, he looked vaguely familiar. She blinked a few times to clear her vision, he was still there.
“Dani?” the being had a very heavy accent but it was cute and it made her smile but then she frowned, why was he in her room? She sat up quickly and barely missed banging heads with the person.
“Excuse me, what are you doing in my room?” she questioned as she wiped at her eyes to clear the gunk from them.
“Your mother said I could come up. I have to talk to you.” He frowned, that didn’t come out as smoothly as he had hoped.
“I’m Bill by the way.” He offered his hand to the girl.
Dani was still very confused, but her manners prompted her to take his hand and shake it, she noticed that his nails were painted in a very familiar way.
“I’m Daniela. Why are you here?” once again strait to the point, no use sweet talking the dude, he’d probably just think she was flirting with him. ‘He must get that a lot, with a face like that,’ she thought to herself as she let go of his hand.
He licked his lips, and she noticed a flash of silver. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a crumpled envelope. He offered it for her to take and when she did she recognized it immediately.
She was beginning to get a very weird feeling as her mind pieced together the evidence she had gathered, painted nails, familiar face, tongue ring, long black hair, eyebrow ring, tall, fashionably dressed, and the letter she had sent to the father of her baby.
“Bill, as in Bill Kaulitz?” she gulped
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Bill smiled his trademark smile, flashing white teeth.
“Ja, that’s me!”
When she just stared, he began to feel nervous again, why hadn’t he planned what he was going to say? Why, oh why had he just jumped on a plane and come to see her without thinking it out before hand but then planning never had been one of his areas of expertise.
“Um, you said that you had proof that it’s Tom’s?” He licked his lips again and watched as she fidgeted.
“Uh, yeah, I’m getting a paternity test done on the seventeenth, but I won’t have a sample of the baby’s DNA until at least the twenty third.” She hadn’t made eye contact once; she simply stared at her comforter as she picked at it.
The silence stretched for a few moments before Bill cleared his throat. He had to do something to ease the tension.
“Okay.” It wasn’t working.
“So, do you want to go for coffee, or something?” ‘Great job Bill, can’t you think of anything better to say?’ he licked his lips again as the girl raised her face to finally look him in the eye.
“I don’t think I should drink coffee, I don’t really like coffee anyway... How about a walk?” her face brightened, and her dark brown eyes shined. He smiled and she jumped out of the bed and began searching the floor for something.
“Aha!” she picked up a rumpled piece of clothing, and he almost laughed as he watched her wrestle her way into the overly large, red hoodie. She looked ridiculous, kind of like an apple on a stick, with her slim legs sticking out the bottom of the garment that fell to her mid thigh.
She ruffled her hair, and turned to him. “Ready?” she smiled, and Bill couldn’t resist smiling back, but it struck him that she wasn’t the kind of girl he would have expected Tom to spend time with, let alone sleep with, she was too innocent and normal looking. She wasn’t plain, but after seeing mountains of girls almost everyday she didn’t really stick out.
“Ja, lets go.”
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
They were walking down the quiet Nanaimo street, hand’s in pocket’s, Saki was following them at a reasonable distance, he had waited in the apartment hallway while Bill had gone to meet Dani.
The silence was still thick, broken only by the scuffing of shoes on pavement. They both stared at their feet; it had surprised Bill that Dani had slipped on her shoes without putting socks on first.
“You are not wearing any socks,” he pointed out.
“I never wear socks, they feel weird, and usually I just wear sandals…” she trailed off feeling a little embarrassed.
He began to laugh. “I never liked wearing them either, but when I started wearing shoes all the time, for concerts and photo shoots, it kind of became mandatory,” he explained, grinning he asked another question. “So how old are you?”
She blushed, and ducked her head. “Nineteen, I’m older than you,” she mumbled.
“So, how did you and Tom…You know, meet?” She began playing with her chin length hair, twirling it and then tucking it behind her ear, he noticed she had two earring holes and both were empty.
“At the Vancouver after party, my friend Kaisha was hanging with Georg and I kind of tagged along and met Tom, we um, talked for a little bit. I guess I had a little too much to drink and we ended up in my hotel room.” she blushed and bit her lip.
“T-the condom ripped, I found out later, because there was, ‘stuff’ on the bed…” she trailed off again, this time turning her head away from Bill, to look at the street.
“Are you sure, that the baby is his?” Bill had to ask, he felt instinctively that he could trust her, but living in the world he did, one couldn’t rely solely on instincts.
She stopped walking and he turned to face her, she had hung her head again and was fiddling with her hands. “I don’t make a habit of sleeping with guys, so I’m quite sure it’s his. The last guy before him was two years ago…”
‘Wow’ Bill thought. “Two years? Wow, that’s…a long time,” he finished lamely. This girl really didn’t fit with Tom’s usual line up of girls, it was quite strange really.
“So, what do you do for fun?” He asked to change the subject and he watched as she seemed to unfold.
“Lot’s of stuff, I play video games, go out shopping, though I hate shopping for clothes, I go out with friends, but mostly I sing in choir, that’s my favourite.”
Bill interrupted here “No way, I love singing!”
She blinked a few times and an odd smile curved her lips, and it made Bill stop and think about what he had said, and then she laughed and he couldn’t help but laugh along.
They continued walking and talking for a while, Bill kept asking her question and she kept answering them. He learned that she hated milk, except in Fruit Loops and that it drove her crazy when the toilet paper unrolled towards the wall. He learned that her biological father had died nine years ago and that she kept a bottle of his cologne so she could remember how he used to smell. He also learned that she talked almost non stop once she began, but he didn’t mind, for once he didn’t have to fill in all the quiet spots.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
As they began their walk back to Dani’s house, Bill’s phone rang. “Hallo Tomi!” Dani heard Bill speak into the phone, a large smile on his face, as she listened she could just make out that the person on the other side was speaking German.
“Wo sind Sie?” Where are you? Bill could tell from Tom’s tone that he was upset. Bill winced as he answered.
“Ich bin in Nanaimo.” I am in Nanaimo. The conversation continued, with shouts from Tom and soothing words from Bill, when the yelling became louder Bill pulled the phone from his ear and yelled into the mic. “Ich werde mit Ihnen später auf Wiedersehen sprechen!” I will talk to you later, bye!
With a quick snap of his wrist he closed the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.
“He is coming here.” Bill turned to her and smiled.
Dani saw the pavement rush up to meet her as her world went black.
AN: DDDDItalicizedDDDD means their speaking in German.
Note to Claire and Melina, I’m using the DDDD so it is easier to find the place to put the italic in html, also I think this is a little dry, but oh well… any suggestions?
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Once Tom, David and Fillip, one of the senior body guards, landed in Nanaimo they had very little trouble finding the tiny hospital, which was more of a medical clinic, and locating Dani’s room. Jost and Fillip has stayed in the waiting room as Tom went ahead, claiming he wanted to yell at his brother first.
He burst through the hospital room’s door, and quickly scanned the room until he spotted the lanky form of his brother. Bill was standing by the window staring out at the quite town, playing with a piece of jewellery.
He ignored the girl in the bed as he made a beeline for his brother. DDDD “You absolute idiot, what were you thinking coming here all by yourself, and not even telling me!” DDDD
Bill spun around quickly, placed his hands on his hips and glared at his brother. DDDD“I knew you would stop me if I told you, and someone had to confirm that it’s your kid. I knew you wouldn’t be man enough to come here yourself, so I did it for you,” DDDD Bill spoke sassily and pursed his lips.
Tom fumed. He started shouting obscenities at his twin, calling him every kind of fool, in every degrading way. He paced and flung his arms as if to punctuate every expletive. Bill rolled his eyes and did his best to ignore his twin; he played with his tongue ring and his mind wandered aimlessly until he heard grumbled words from the hospital bed.
“Will someone, please shut that fucking thing up?”
Tom froze.
Bill mentally giggled at the image Tom made; mouth agape and arms still flung wide, face frozen in an expression of surprise, but he decided Dani was more important than making fun of his twin and rushed to her side. “Dani, you awake Hun?” he questioned his face contorted in worry.
There was a grunt, followed my Dani’s fingers grabbing Bill’s shirt collar. She pulled him so close that their noses almost touched, he stared into her bleary eyes and watched as she blinked a few times.
“Did you finally kill that fucking parrot?” There was an indignant-(and decidedly parrot-like)-squawk from Tom, following that question, and Bill smirked.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Bill hadn’t seen this side of Dani; mind you he had only known her for a little over twelve hours, four of which were spent with her unconscious, but he was a little surprised at her ferocity. She had sworn almost as much as Tom in the last ten minuets, complaining about just about everything.
Dani kept poking at the IV -to quote her- ‘jabbed’ into her arm, until Bill finally convinced the nurse down the hall to take it out, a twenty helped speed the process along.
Tom spent most of the time dumb-struck; she kept insulting him, whether on purpose or not. It was rather obvious she didn’t like him much, and Tom wondered how, and why, she had ever charmed him into her bed. Compared to many of his conquests she was rather plain, but that was like comparing a poppy to a rose (or roses, in this case) when they were surrounded by dandelions.
After a while her mood changed, and instead of insulting Tom. “Bill? I’m hungry,” She pouted, and oddly enough Bill felt his aggravation melt at the look. Tom though, felt even grumpier, not only had Bill ignored him the whole time, on top of being insulted almost constantly by the room’s only female occupant, now he had to deal with miss needy.
“What do you want?” Bill asked.
“Gummy-bears-” Bill smiled at this, he loved gummy-bears. “-with ketchup,” she finished, and bill frowned.
“You can’t have ketchup with Gummy-bears,” Tom shot, and Bill nodded in agreement, it would be a crime.
“Why not?” She retorted, “I think it would taste great.”
“That’s just gross,” Bill intoned and received a surprised look from Dani.
“Not you too!” she wailed.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
After Dani was released form the hospital, they went out for lunch. Tom had remained quiet up until the point when Bill and Dani had started talking about their tastes in music.
“I really dislike Rap music, I mean sometimes you can’t even hear what is being said, what kind of music is that?” Dani giggled over a plateful of food, to which Bill clapped his hands and pointed to Tom.
“Don’t let Tom hear you say that,” Bill laughed and Tom felt like strangling him.
“Don’t Talk like I’m not here, I might not be able to read English, but that doesn’t mean I don’t understand or speak it,” Tom interjected angrily. “I think, your choir can just suck mine, who wants to listen to a bunch of stuck up preppies screech their vocal chords, and your eardrums, into oblivion?” Bill choked on his mouthful and turned startled eyes to his brother.
DDDD“Tom that is so rude! What has gotten into you? You’ve been cranky since you got here,”DDDD Bill asked his brother. Dani’s face was priceless in Tom’s opinion; she looked absolutely gob-smacked.
“It’s rude, to speak in a language that Dani doesn’t understand Bill,” Tom smartly retorted as he folded his hands across his chest.
“Have you ever even listened to choir music, you egotistical prick?” Dani shouted and unknowingly mirroring Tom’s pose as Bill just sat there watching the two most headstrong people her had ever known bicker about music taste of all things.
It lasted a good twenty minuets interspersed with angry eating from Dani and a series of scoffs from Tom. Finally David decided it was time to interrupt. “I’m sorry boys but we should be going back soon, Dani it was a pleasure.” He stretched his hand out for Dani to shake. She took it with a look of bewilderment on her face.
“Nonsense David, we have to at least give Dani a ride home, right Tom?” Bill protested. Tom’s scowl darkened for a moment.
“Whatever.”
Bill insisted that David pay for everyone’s food, to which David grumbled but conceded, figuring that it was probably better to humour the Diva until they were in a more private setting, Bill would be getting an earful on the flight home.
As everyone filed out of the restaurant David pulled Dani to the side, he held out a stack of one hundred dollar bills to her. “This is for your trouble, now we at Universal™ would greatly appreciate it if you would keep quiet about this whole matter, we don’t need the press involved. This should be enough to deal with your problem.” He then helped her out the door and into the car.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
AN: DDDDItalicizedDDDD means their speaking in German. Also I listened to “ich bin dien gummibear” while writing this chapter it just seamed to fit, look it up on You-tube, also thank you to my Beta kuhlaire, and GodSentAnAngel for their help.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Once Tom, David and Fillip, one of the senior body guards landed in Nanaimo they had had very little trouble finding the tiny hospital that was more of a medical clinic, and locating Dani’s room. Jost and Fillip has stayed in the waiting room as Tom went ahead, claiming he wanted to yell at his brother first.
He burst through the hospital room’s door, and quickly scanned the room until he spotted the lanky form of his brother. Bill was standing by the window staring out at the quite town, playing with a piece of jewellery.
Tom ignored the girl in the bed as he made a beeline for his brother. DDDD “You absolute idiot, what were you thinking coming here all by yourself, and not even telling me!” DDDD
Bill spun around quickly, placed his hands on his hips and glared at his brother. DDDD“I knew you would stop me if I told you, and someone had to confirm that it’s your kid. I knew you wouldn’t be man enough to come here yourself, so I did it for you,” DDDD Bill spoke sassily and pursed his lips.
Tom fumed. He started shouting obscenities at his twin, calling him every kind of fool, in every degrading way. He paced and flung his arms as if to punctuate every expletive. Bill rolled his eyes and did his best to ignore his twin; he played with his tongue ring and his mind wandered aimlessly until he heard grumbled words from the hospital bed.
“Will someone, please shut that fucking thing up?”
Tom froze.
Bill mentally giggled at the image Tom made; mouth agape and arms still flung wide, face frozen in an expression of surprise, but he decided Dani was more important than making fun of his twin and rushed to her side. “Dani, you awake Hun?” he questioned his face contorted in worry.
There was a grunt, followed by Dani’s fingers grabbing Bill’s shirt collar. She pulled him so close that their noses almost touched, he stared into her bleary eyes and watched as she blinked a few times.
“Did you finally kill that fucking parrot?” There was an indignant-(and decidedly parrot-like)-squawk from Tom, following that question, and Bill smirked.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
Bill hadn’t seen this side of Dani; mind you he had only known her for a little over twelve hours, six of which were spent with her unconscious, but he was a little surprised at her ferocity. She had sworn almost as much as Tom in the last ten minuets, complaining about just about everything.
Dani kept poking at the IV-to quote her- ‘jabbed’ into her arm, until Bill finally convinced the nurse down the hall to take it out, a twenty helped speed the process along.
Tom spent most of the time dumb-struck; she kept insulting him, whether on purpose or not. It was rather obvious that she didn’t like him much, and Tom wondered how, and why, she had ever charmed him into her bed. Compared to many of his conquests she was rather plain, but that was like comparing a poppy to a rose (or roses, in this case) when they were surrounded by dandelions.
After a while her mood changed, and instead of insulting Tom, she began complaining that she was craving food and the strangest foods too.
“Bill? I’m hungry,” she pouted, and oddly enough Bill felt his aggravation melt at the look. Tom though felt even grumpier, not only had Bill ignored him the whole time, on top of being insulted almost constantly by the room’s only female occupant, now he had to deal with miss needy.
“What do you want?” Bill asked.
“Gummy-bears,” Bill smiled at this; he loved gummy-bears, “with ketchup.” She finished, and Bill frowned. “You can’t have ketchup with Gummy-bears,” Tom shot, and Bill nodded in agreement, it would be a crime.
“Why not?” She retorted, “I think it would taste great.”
“That’s just gross,” Bill intoned and received a surprised look from Dani.
“Not you too!” She wailed.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
After Dani was released from the hospital, they went out for lunch. Tom had remained quiet up until the point when Bill and Dani had started talking about their tastes in music.
“I really dislike Rap music, I mean sometimes you can’t even hear what is being said, what kind of music is that?” Dani giggled over a plateful of food, to which Bill clapped his hands and pointed to Tom.
“Don’t let Tom hear you say that,” Bill laughed and Tom felt like strangling him.
“Don’t talk like I’m not here, I might not be able to read English, but that doesn’t mean I don’t understand or speak it,” Tom interjected angrily, “I think your choir can just suck mine, who wants to listen to a bunch of stuck up preppies screech their vocal chords, and your eardrums, into oblivion?” Bill choked on his mouthful and turned startled eyes to his brother.
DDDD“Tom that is so rude! What has gotten into you? You’ve been cranky since you got here,”DDDD Bill asked his brother. Dani’s face was priceless in Tom’s opinion; she looked absolutely gob-smacked.
“It’s rude to speak in a language that Dani doesn’t understand, Bill.” Tom smartly retorted as he folded his hands across his chest.
“Have you ever even listened to choir music, you egotistical prick?” Dani shouted and unknowingly mirrored Tom’s pose as Bill just sat there watching the two most headstrong people her had ever known bicker about music taste of all things.
It lasted a good twenty minutes interspersed with angry eating from Dani and a series of scoffs from Tom. Finally David decided it was time to interrupt. “I’m sorry boys, but we should be going back soon, Dani it was a pleasure.” He stretched his hand out for Dani to shake. She took it with a look of bewilderment on her face.
“Nonsense David, we have to at least give Dani a ride home, right Tom?” Bill protested. Tom’s scowl darkened for a moment.
“Whatever.”
Bill insisted that David pay for everyone’s food, to which David grumbled but conceded, figuring that it was probably better to humour the Diva until they were in a more private setting, Bill would be getting an earful on the flight home.
As everyone filed out of the restaurant David pulled Dani to the side, he held out a stack of one hundred dollar bills to her. “This is for your trouble, now we at Universal™ would greatly appreciate it if you would keep quiet about this whole matter, we don’t need the press involved. This should be enough to deal with your problem.” He then helped her out the door and into the car.
*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*
One week later:
David stared at the legal sized envelope on his hand, it was addressed to Bill and had come through the private postal address, but David knew what was inside. That little Whore had refused to abort the blob, and had instead gone ahead with her plans to test the baby’s DNA. He now held the information that could prove or disprove her claim.
But Tom would never have his blood taken and his DNA would never be tested against that of the whore's kid. It would be best if the boys simply forgot about this whole fiasco, so with his decision made, the envelope joined the stack of mail he had already confiscated.
*~~~*
Dani sat in her soon to be empty bedroom absolutely shocked, Kyle had wigged out on her stating that she was now a responsible adult and should be living on her own, and not to expect any charity just because she had gone and got herself knocked up, Clair hadn't spoken a word but she refused to look her daughter in the eye.
Dani paused to think of all the things that had happened to her in the few short weeks since Bill and Tom had left.
She had received the results on her baby's DNA test, of course with no sample of the father's blood it was impossible to prove that Tom was the father, but Dani had sent a copy of the file to the address Bill had given her. She had tried phoning but the number was unavailable every time she called.
Kaisha had become very jealous after Dani told her of her one night stand with Tom, and had totally flown off the deep end when she had explained that she was pregnant. Kaisha came from a very upper class Catholic family, and although sex out of wedlock was not unheard of, staying pregnant was.
Slowly, bit by bit, her life was falling apart. The semester at Ashton had just finished, and without a place to live Dani felt sure that it would be her last one there.
Kyle and Clair had just left for the weekend saying that they expected her and all of her stuff to be gone when they got back on Monday. She stared at her phone, what were the chances that if she called him now she would actually get through? Probably very slim, with a heavy heart she closed her phone and went to pack up her things.
She would make it through on her own, she had to.
*~~~*
Bill couldn't forget Dani; she was almost constantly in the back of his head, the things she had said, her funny mannerisms and most of all her smile. He was having a hard time concentrating; his mind would keep wandering, visiting every scarce memory he had of her, again and again, and repeating it like a day long mantra.
Tom noticed the absentmindedness of his usually boisterous and hyper brother, at first he would zone out for minutes on end, he would lick his lips and his eyes would shine but over the weeks the shine died and was replaced by worry and the lip licking was replaced by lip biting.
As opposed to Bill, Tom had nearly forgotten the unfortunate meeting with the girl, but not the reasons for it, one thought constantly nagged at him, that he might be a father. He didn't want to be a father, he was too young, but something told him it was true, that the kid was his. Every time he saw his face in the mirror he caught himself wondering if his kid would look like him, whether it would be a boy or a girl, but most of all he found himself wondering if he could have tried a little harder, if he could have made it work.
*~~~*
Housing was scarce, but Dani managed to find a job as a live-in housekeeper for a well to do family in Victoria. The house was large but well suited to the size of family that lived there. The Epp's were a large family of twelve, Dani found it hard to believe that one woman could have so many children, they owned and ran the Epp Architectural Engineering firm, and were extremely proper in all that they did, Dani felt like she had been hired to clean toilets for the queen, everyone but the father treated her as their personal servant, but she was thankful for the pay and somewhere to live.
After settling into her new routine, Dani scheduled an appointment with a maternity Dr. in the city. When Dr. Schultz saw her file she immediately sent Dani for an ultrasound.
Dani disliked the cool gel that was smeared on her still mostly flat stomach and the prodding of the ultrasound machine's equally cold 'eye' thingy, she didn't know what they were called but whatever it was, it was uncomfortable.
The Ultrasound technician conversed quietly with the Dr. who, every now and then, pointed at the indiscernible images on the screen. After what seemed like twenty minuets the Dr. turned to Dani, "congratulations Miss Milton, you're going to have twins!"
*~~~*
*~~~*
Dr. Schultz explained that the prenatal paternity test, if done early enough in the pregnancy, was know to be the cause of embryonic cell splitting, resulting as often as not in the occurrence of identical twins.
She went on to explain that carrying twins could be much more difficult than carrying just one, and that Dani should expect to begin to show within the next month or so. She prescribed prenatal vitamins and a regular workout schedule consisting of walks and light swimming.
Dani was still a little shocked when she left the Dr.’s office, but she was calm enough to remember to get her prescriptions filled and get herself lunch, she was eating for three now.
She sat at an outdoor coffee shop, staring at the menu before her. “What should we eat, hmm? Does a hot dog sound yummy to you two?” she spoke to herself, but imagined that her little babies could hear her. The thought of having twins had never crossed her mind; she knew that identical twins were not hereditary so the option hadn’t been open to her as far as she had known. With a secret smile she ordered herself a hotdog with whipping cream, and when it arrived she gobbled it down before heading back to work.
*~~~*
Bill flipped open his phone, he had three missed calls, he eagerly searched through them hopping to see one from Dani, they were all from Andreas. He sighed, had she forgotten about them? Had she decided to keep them away from the baby? Maybe she had simply lost his number, and mailing address?
He had heard absolutely nothing from Dani in the three weeks since he had left. He was eager to see the results of the paternity test, he could hardly wait, but she hadn’t called or sent anything.
He dialled Andreas’ number, “hey Andi, sorry I missed your call, I was in an interview,” Bill spoke into the phone, his tone more than a little subdued.
“Naw, that’s okay. How are you doing? You sound a little down, what’s wrong Billa?” Andi always worried about the twins when they were on tour, but something in Bill’s tone let him know that it was more than just stress and lack of sleep that was bothering his friend.
“Nothing, I’m fine,” Bill lied; he had never been very good at it.
“I know you’re lying Bill. You don’t sound fine, what’s bothering you?” Andi knew there was something that Bill wasn’t telling him, “You know you can tell me anything, right?”
“Yeah I know, it’s just…” Bill sighed, he then told Andreas everything about Dani and Tom, ending with how it was worrying him how she hadn’t phoned or mailed him.
“Maybe she lost your number?” Andreas tried to sooth his worried friend. “And the mailing address?” Bill grumbled. “Were they on the same piece of paper?”
“Yeah…”
“She probably just lost it, you should phone her.”
“I didn’t get her number.”
“Do you still have the envelope from when she sent you the letter?”
“Yeah, it’s in my jewe..erm, accessories box.” Bill didn’t want to say jewellery box, it sounded so...gay. “Was there a return address on it?”
“Yeah, that’s how I found her.” Bill supplied. “Well then you should just send her a letter, you can give her your number again.” Bill thought about that for a moment. “I hadn’t thought of that,” he replied bashfully. “I kind of figured that, but if your so worried about it just send her a letter, I’m sure she just lost your info.”
“Thanks Andi, you’re a good friend.”
“I know.”
*~~~*
“Dani, can I see you in my study?” Dani turned to Gerald Sr. the only person at her new employment that was even slightly civil to her.
“Yes sir,” she answered, a little surprised that he wished to talk to her, he had never said more than a few words in passing to her. She walked into the room and he shut the door behind her. He motioned for her to take a seat in the old Victorian style lounge in front of his large desk. He made his way to his desk and opened a drawer, withdrawing an envelope from it, he handed it to her. “This came for you this morning,” he offered.
The envelope had been opened, but it was what was inside that drew her attention. Inside was a letter from Bill, in it he asked how she and the baby were doing, if she had the results back from the test yet, it also spoke of how the tour was going and how Tom had actually said something about being a father the other day. It would have been very clear to anyone who had read it that Dani was pregnant with a rock star’s baby.
Dani gulped nervously and looked up at her employer. “Y-you read this?” She asked, scared that he actually had.
“Yes,” he answered, “and I’m willing to keep it's contents a secret for a small favour,” he finished as he leered at her, a look she had never seen on his face before, it made her shiver in repulsion, he was not an ugly man but well on his way to fifty, not to mention married.
“I don’t think I could do what your asking of me sir,” she spoke quickly, “what would you wife think?”
“She wouldn’t know,” he offered.
“No, I can’t do that sir,” she replied stubbornly, as she stood, what kind of man would ask such a thing from his employee, let alone a pregnant one?
“Oh well then, that’s it for now, you may leave,” his tone scared her, but she obeyed and quickly left the room.
Once she was gone, Gerald Sr. picked up his phone and dialled. “Hello? My name is Gerald Epp; I have in my employ a girl who is pregnant with the child of a German rock star.”
*~~~*
Dani opened the front door expecting one of Mr Epps associates to be standing there, instead, there was a man holding a microphone and another man behind him with a video camera balanced on his shoulder.
“Yes, can I help you?” Dani felt a weird fluttering in her stomach, something she had come to recognize as a warning that something bad was about to happen.
“Yes you can, I’m looking for Dani Milton, are you her?” He smiled, and Dani couldn’t shake the impression she got of a shark smiling at its prey. “Y-yes,” she stuttered unsure if she should have answered. The man beamed even harder and pressed the microphone to her face.
“Is it true that you are pregnant with the child of German rock star Tom Kaulitz?”
AN just a note to you all, the letter was forwarded by Dani’s mom to her new residence, k? just thought I’d clear it all up, it didn’t really work into the scene so I though I’d put it here.
*~~~*
I-I’m sorry but I’m on duty right now,” Dani almost shouted and attempted to close the door, but Mr. Epp appeared beside her and held the door open.
“Yes it is true, I have proof right here.” Gerald Sr. held up a copy of Bills letter to Dani. Dani gasped and made to grab the sheet of paper form the man, but he was expecting it and handed the letter to the reporter. “This is a copy, you can keep it,” Gerald offered, a grin spreading across his face.
Dani felt like screaming, that man had sold her out to the press, and how the heck did the press even know who Tom Kaulitz was, Tokio hotel wasn’t very well known in Canada.
*~~~*
it had been three weeks since the news had gotten out of a girl in Canada claiming to be pregnant with Tom Kaulitz baby, and David was having a very hard time keeping the news away from the twins, there had been a flood of interview invites to talk about the rumours and David had turned them all down, the boys would not hear about it.
There had also been a rush of fan mail from other girls claiming to be pregnant with Tom’s, Bill’s, and some even Georg’s baby, among them another letter from Dani asking for help with dealing with the press, that letter joined the ones already in David’s drawer.
*~~~*
“Now we have the boys from Tokio Hotel joining us,” The Viva musica interviewer shouted happily at the crowd. The crowd, which mostly consisted of girls, screamed and cried as the band members mad their way onstage.
“Welcome, welcome, so how is the new tour going?” the interview started off normal, but halfway through Kris, who was the interviewer, asked a question none of the boys had expected.
“So, what about these rumours of a Kaulitz baby, what do you have to say about that?” the boys were quiet for a moment, Tom was the first to recover.
“I haven’t heard anything of the sort, when was this?” he smiled his playboy smile at the camera, and Bill nudged him with his elbow.
“We have a clip; can we play the clip now?” Kris laughed as she asked for the clip to be played. Bill’s eyes nearly fell out of his head, the clip started with a reporter knocking at the door of some big mansion like house. When the door opened Bill barely recognized Dani, her hair was longer and she was wearing some ridiculous maid’s uniform. The clip was in English but with German subtitles, the reporter asked is she was Dani Milton, and when Dani tried to close the door she was pushed to the side by another man, Bill got a good look at her growing belly.
The man held out a piece of paper, which the camera zoomed in on, and Bill recognized the letter he had sent to Dani, his distinctive writing was easy to read, Bill was thankful that it was in English and most of the viewers wouldn’t be able to read it. The clip was paused and Kris began to speak. “We actually have a translation of the letter and it reads as such…”
Bill actually wished that he wore baggy clothes like his brother so that something could just swallow him up, he knew he was in for it when the band returned to the hotel. Tom began to fidget uncomfortably next to him, and Bill wondered if it was because he wanted to hit him, or if it was because he was as uncomfortable and nervous as he was.
There was some booing in the crowd, and shouts of ‘lying skank’ and other such derogatory insults.
“Now with the girl’s reluctance to cooperate with the press I’m rather inclined to believe that it might be true.”
Bill swallowed hard and prepared his answer, he may as well tell, he was already in for the lecture of a lifetime. “We actually became aware of Dani’s claim in June, and I when tot go visit her to see if she could prove it, we have yet to receive the results from the paternity test.” He felt Tom shift in his seat again, and when Bill turned to look at him he saw how scared and nervous he looked. Bill turned his gaze to David who was just behind the wall separating the set form back stage, he was white as a ghost but nodded for Bill to continue.
“So it’s been two and a half months since you found out, and she still hasn’t sent the results, that sound suspicious. But why did you go and see her isn’t the baby rumoured to be Tom’s?” Bill had no idea what to say to that.
“Yeah, she says it’s mine, but Bill was the only one who had free tie so we sent him down. I actually flew down to meet her the next day, she seemed sweet enough, but I can honestly say I can’t remember if I ever, you know, spent tie with her before that time. We’ll just have to wait and see what the paternity test says.”
“Alright that’s fair enough I suppose, but we actually have the results from the babies DNA sampling, but of course there are no DNA samples from Tom to test them against, we also have photos from the most recent ultrasound, can we see those please,” Kris seemed to be greatly enjoying the twin’s discomfort.
*~~~*
David was going to have an aneurism, all his careful planning thrown out by an overeager interviewer, he was back stage right now looking over all the evidence that the press had collected on Dani Milton. It was defiantly incriminating, they would have to either disprove it all, or bring Dani in.
AN I have to honestly say, I had no idea David was so young, I imagined him as this forty-something balding dude, but no he’s even kind of hot…
I listened to ‘Run’ by snow patrol and ‘Every You Every Me’ by Placebo through this whole chapter, it just put me, oddly enough, in the right mood. Anyway loves to my beta Kuh-laire, and all my readers, reviews really do get me writing faster. ;)
Thank you to tokiokiss for the favourite on my story.
Dani had taken to wearing her father’s oversized hoodie again, only this time it was to hide her stomach’s obvious bulge. She had found it very hard to hide form the press since the unfortunate incident at her former place of employ, she had quit that very day.
She had been bombarded by reporters for weeks until she had finally found a way to remain unnoticed, she felt ridiculous wearing sunglasses at night but it was the only way, she had also died her hair, it was more of a honey blonde now and it fell to just below her shoulders.
The eating habits had gotten worse, she was on her way to a nearby convenience store to buy ice-cream to go with her red bell peppers, and something about the combination just seemed so…right, she hadn’t tried it yet, mind you. Sometimes her weird cravings ended up tasting really, really good, and other times she actually had an excuse to throw up afterwards, which happened often enough despite the compatibility of her foods of choice.
She was always hungry but had a really hard time keeping things down, and it wasn’t just morning sickness, the Dr. explained that she was probably having mild allergic reactions to certain things she was eating, and to keep away from certain foods, some of which were easier than others.
Gummy-bears were a regular staple, not only were they cheap, they managed to stay down, as long as she didn’t pair them with ketchup. Pickles were a definite No-No; they gave her the most embarrassing case of gas.
With a grunt Dani managed to open the glass door to the mini freezer, they really did place these things too low to the ground, she began rummaging through the different boxes of ice-cream and finally decided on three that looked like they would go well with peppers.
The clerk looked at her strangely but didn’t say anything. Dani noticed that the tabloids were sporting her face again, along with Bill’s, frowning she picked up one and added it to her purchase.
The clerk looked at her picture on the tabloid and then back at Dani. “Are you, Dani Milton? Can I have your autograph?” The girl exclaimed as she reached below the counter to pull out a sharpie.
Dani smiled nervously, no one had asked for her autograph before, and the girl seemed nice enough, she wasn’t shouting obscenities at her and calling her a whore. “Sure,” she signed her name on the girls own copy of the magazine, the girl then said that her purchases were on the house and handed Dani her bags.
Dani felt much better; for once she had received a smile and kindness instead of insults and a sneer. She felt a tear make its solitary way down her cheek, for once in a very long time life didn’t seem so bad.
*~~~*
“Bill, I need to talk to you.” David knocked on Bill’s hotel room door.
“Yeah, just a second.” He heard Bill’s sleepy voice answer, and a couple of moments later a dishevelled Bill opened the door, rubbing at his eyes. “What?” He asked irritably. David held out the stack of letters he had in his hand.
“These are for you, I had thought it best that I keep them, but since this all got out of hand I figured that because you know her the best, you should be the one to go and get her.” Bill ripped the stack of letters from David’s hand, they were all addressed to him, and he opened one and quickly scanned the lines. It was a letter from Dani.
Quickly he opened all of the envelopes, they were all from Dani, and the large one held the results from the paternity test sampling. “You’re a fucking bastard David. I can’t believe you confiscated my personal mail! This could have all been avoided if I had only known,” he held up a letter, “in this one she says her parents kicked her out, If I had known about this I could have gone to get her, this whole press catastrophe could have been avoided David,” he turned form his manager walking further into his room, scanning the lines of each letter.
David followed him in; he had only been trying to protect his band, now everything was a mess. “Go get her Bill,” he spoke softly, an angry Bill was not a pretty sight, and he didn’t want to provoke him any farther.
“Don’t think I won’t. Tom and I will be taking a month break; I’m going to take her home to Mom. You can go now, have a plane ready first thing in the morning.” Bill couldn’t believe the nerve of the man, no one had the right to keep his personal mail form him. With an irritated sigh Bill began packing his things.
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David didn’t usually let Bill tell him what to do, but in this case he felt it was best to do as he had said. A break to take care of the Kaulitz baby would be accepted by the public, he flipped his cell open to call Universal (tm).
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Bill actually felt like slapping David a good one, the man was insufferable. When Bill had told him to get him a flight in the morning, he didn’t mean three am. Thankfully his seat was first class and at least he could aspire to sleeping in the mostly comfortable chair.
His mind though, wouldn’t let him settle down; it kept running in circles shouting and all around being happy at the prospect of seeing Dani again, if it wouldn’t have seemed so strange he would have laughed at himself, but there was an elderly gentleman that was already giving him strange looks, he didn’t want to attract anymore attention.
The last letter he had from Dani was just before the press got a hold of her, he memorized the return address. Soon, very soon he would see her again, soon he would be able to wrap her in his arms and make it all better, soon he would take her home to his Mom and everything would work out.
Bill hadn’t spoken to Tom before he left, it was such an ungodly hour, he instead left him a text message, he really hoped his brother wouldn’t flip out on him like last time, at least this time he had David’s permission to be doing this. He closed his eyes.
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When he opened his eyes, he could see the sun rising over the icy ocean, it was a beautiful site. They were flying somewhere over the Arctic Ocean and were about half way through the nine hour flight. He had fallen asleep, he was greatly thankful for that. With an almost silent grunt he rose and made his way to the bathroom.
After cleaning up his appearance he decided to give Tom a call. Deciding not to risk using his cell phone he made his way back to his seat and used the courtesy phone that was provided. With a quick swipe of his credit card and entering of the digits, he finally heard his brother’s voice.
“Who the hell are you and why are you calling me?” Bill almost laughed; his brother was just as much a morning person as he was.
“It’s me, Bill; I’m on a plane to Nanaimo.” He waited for his brother to explode, it didn’t happen.
“Yeah I know, David woke us all up at the crack of dawn, he explained the whole situation, I just wish that little miss needy didn’t have to come home with you, which reminds me we have a four week vacation too,” Tom’s voice answered calmly.
“Oh,” was all Bill could say, until his anger at David resurfaced, “did he tell you how he had been confiscating my personal mail?”
“Nope, but he will,” Tom stated, Bill could almost see the ‘beat on Jost’ fest that was going to begin as soon as he hung up.
“I’ll be going then, I’ll let you get to whatever it is you’re going to do, have fun, and give him a knuckle sandwich for me okay?” Bill laughed, and Tom agreed.
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And TOM….I don’t think in need to say anything else, except perhaps that David does need to survive, so it won’t be that bad, unfortunately…
Thank you to cardio hip hop, for keeping me awake while writing this chapter And my fingers for not refusing to type this up. As always a BIG thank you to my beta Kuh-laire, and GodSentAnAngel, I had a lot of fun with this chapter…
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Isabella screamed with excitement when she opened her front door. There in front of her was the one thing she never would have thought that her father would have gotten her for her birthday, and the one thing she truly wanted. Bill Kaulitz was standing outside her front door.
“I Love you daddy,” she screamed over her shoulder as she rushed forward to hug the man of her dreams.
Bill was more than slightly stunned, he had definitely not expected to be recognized, let alone attacked. With a shriek of surprise he tried to duck from her embrace, he was immediately thankful that Saki was only a few steps behind him and he used his bodyguard to his advantage, with a fancy little spin and a few steps he was hiding behind his personal wall of flesh and muscle.
“Save me, Saki!” He almost shrieked, and Bill made a mental note to try not to sound so much like a girl in the future. Isabella stopped in front of the burly man hiding her birthday present form her, “who are you?” She spoke sassily as she placed her hand on her cocked hip, lips thrust out in a pout.
“Who are you?” Bill called cautiously over Saki’s shoulder.
“I am Isabella Marita Epp, and you are my birthday present,” she spoke her name in a flourish and the rest of the sentence in an it-is-fact tone. Bill pulled back from Saki a bit, completely shocked, she thought he was here for her?
“Um, sorry but I’m looking for Dani Milton, is she here?” He questioned instead of commenting on her statement. The Bitch’s (that is what Bill had decided to call her) face fell into a sneer.
“Why would you be looking for her, shouldn’t your brother be here instead?”
Just then a slightly familiar man made his way out the open door, before Bill could even register what was going on, Saki was gone, and the next thing he knew the older man was on his butt nursing his jaw, with a very angry looking Saki standing above him.
“S-saki!” Bill stuttered, completely taken aback by his bodyguard uncharacteristic behaviour.
“What the hell was that for!” The man groaned out between clenched teeth
“Daddy!” Shrieked the Bitch. Saki quickly rambled off in German, he turned to Bill to translate, and Bill blushed darkly, he wasn’t going to repeat those words in English, no way. When Saki explained just who the man was, Bill’s mind clicked and he translated Saki’s entire rant word for word with a grin on his face. When he was done the man and his daughter looked at him like he was insane.
“So, where is Dani?” Bill finally asked with a very large grin, now he felt that he had the couple’s absolute and total attention.
“She moved out, the day that that reporter showed up, I think she’s still living in that crappy apartment that she had us send her things to,” answered the Bitch, who it seemed had finally understood that Bill was not her birthday present. She quickly mumbled the address to him; at least she had been good for something.
Bill turned to leave but was stopped by Saki’s voice, he rumbled to Bill, and an even bigger smile moved across Bill’s face, he turned to the man and his bitch of a daughter. “Here is my lawyers business card, I assume you’ll be hearing from him fairly soon, he will be representing Dani. You might want to rethink your employer ethics it’s against the law to confiscate anyone’s personal mail.”
With that done Bill headed back to the car, Saki not far behind.
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“Hey David, how’s it going?” David gulped when he saw the look on Tom’s face; this wasn’t going to be pretty.
“N-now now, Tom please try to remain calm, perhaps we could work this out in a way that doesn’t include your fists and my face?” David stuttered as he backed away from the enraged teen.
“Yeah, how about my knee, your stomach, or my foot, your groin, or,” Tom sang, “we can settle this like modern men, and Bill and I will see you in court.” Tom’s face darkened, he now had David up against the wall.
“It’s against the law to confiscate personal mail, you bastard,” Tom flashed an evil grin, “I think a good beating would be so much more gratifying that a couple days in court, don’t you?”
He let his fist fly.
Unfortunately Georg and Gustav burst their way into the room before Tom could do too much damage and reluctantly pulled Tom away from their still mostly conscious manager. “Wow Tom, you really gave him a nice one,” Georg congratulated Tom on David’s newly minted set of black-eyes and Gustav grunted his agreement.
Jost groaned as Gustav gave him an experimental nudge with his foot, “I think we should call the hotel nurse,” he stated, “he’s pretty bad Tom.”
“He deserved it,” Tom offered.
AN: Yay! I love saki and I love Bill! But you know what has really got me writing? All of your awesome reviews, I honestly thought that no one would like this fic ‘cause it wasn’t a slash, but you ALL proved me wrong, thank you so much!
