Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ Samantha and Sunshine ❯ Chapter 3

Sam rushed in past him, her heart stopping in her chest. That was not what she needed this morning! She had had enough with Sunshine bursting into her room last night and then dealing with Dan, no, she was definitely not ready for Danny and Dan to see each other.

"Dann-" she stopped, her mouth dropping open at the sight before her. There lay Dan, a very human looking Dan, in no shirt, the blankets covering him up to his bellybutton. She closed and opened her mouth, resembling a fish looking for oxygen. It was a shocker, she stood there in shock until she realized that not only was she drawing unwanted attention, but Danny was talking to her. Blinking she felt the blood fill her face.

"Um, Sam, why is there a guy in your bed?" She gave herself a mental shake, her mind quickly coming up with a plan. Nothing came to mind except for one thing.

"He saved me," she muttered. She promptly wanted to smack herself. That was SO not believable! "I was out last night and he saved me from a ghost," she continued, her eyes falling on the still injured male. In his ghost form he could have healed faster, but in this human form she knew it would take longer. She held her breath in that moment, the two males that were her friends looking at her and then at the man on the bed. Dan was older in this form, his twenty something body muscled and toned. At first it seemed that they weren't going to fall for it as Danny's eyes narrowed.

"So, you saved our friend?" he queried as he held out his hand. Dan nodded, though he looked at her questionably. He didn't have red blood like them so what was going to happen if Danny noticed the lack of redness on the bandages? She shrugged at him, her eyes wide in fear and worry. What happened if he noticed that? Dan's bandages were still rather clean looking, Sam having changed them just moments before the pair of ghost fighters had arrived. "Thanks." He shook the older male's hand, but Sam could see that he was really looking at the male in the bed, as if he were trying to figure out some puzzle. "You look familiar... Do I know you?"

"Don't know, do you?" It was a very smartass answer, one that Dan would have said. "I am like, what at least ten years older than you. Why would I hang out with a brat like you?" Danny's eyes narrowed again at the male before him. "But, what matters is that Sam is happy and healthy, right?" It was an about face, but Danny, oh clueless Danny just didn't grasp the sarcasm. His brow lifted, but he seemed to decide to leave it be as he released the other dark haired man's hand. "You are right. How could I know you, but I still feel that we have known each other." Dan shrugged and looked to Sam.

"Um, Da- Dand, you were telling me about how fast you were healing," she pushed, hoping that somehow he would help her out by letting the halfa he wasn't going to be around long. Instead he got this gleam in his eye.

"Oh, I was wrong, it seems the wound is still rather large and besides, didn't you say something about helping catch that bastard?" Sam felt the color leave her face. He didn't just do that?! It came back, the color rising brightly on her cheeks. "Sam says she wants to avenge me, but I couldn't just let her go alone, you know?" Danny nodded throwing a look to his friend, her angry face falling when she realized that she might was well go with his lies because if Danny knew that he was in the same room as Dan, well, you might as well put a cat and dog together!

"Yeah, I did say that. You see," she said coming to stand next to the older halfa, "I owe him my life." Danny nodded dumbly while Tucker seemed to be absorbed in his game, his hands moving quickly.

"Okay," Danny said with a shrug. "What can we do to help?" Dan looked to her, as if to tell her what to do and mysteriously enough she understood. She shook her head at her best friend.

"I have to say no this time." At the hurt look that crossed his face she knew that she had just lied for someone she hardly knew. Someone who had tried to kill Danny! Was it really worth it? She looked at the man on the bed, the wound that was covering the front of his chest. He was never one to lie about something so serious and yet she was basing it as if Dan were Danny. Her halfa friend would never do that, he would never lie. "You are my best friend, but we won't get anywhere with you hanging along. You know how much the ghosts avoid you if they can." It was a fetch, but she was hoping that he would take it.

"Okay, um, if you need me then I'll be ready." He turned and left right then, Tucker throwing her a confused look before following the halfa. Danny wasn't very happy, Sam was sure she had really hurt his feelings. She narrowed her gaze as it fell on Dan.

"Did you really have to go there?" The older halfa smirked, his lack of care making her face grow redder. She hated that bastard! "I am so going to regret this," she muttered. She heard his chuckle and without really thinking of it she found herself in his lap, her eyes flashing dangerously as she leaned up close to his face. She needed him to be sure to stay still so that she knew she had his attention. She had done this to Danny once or twice when he refuse to listen to her. "Listen here, Dan, I am not doing this because I like you, but if what you say is true about the Observant than I want to help." Dan's ice blue eyes were wide. "I wanted Danny to help, but he doesn't need to be caught up in this." She sat back and her own eyes got wide as her face turned red.

"..." Sam jumped up, her feet tangling in the blankets making Sam fall forward and back onto Dan's chest. Her head moved as she looked up at Dan, her heart beating quickly as she once again began to struggle. This time she was freed as Dan touched her shoulder, the Goth becoming intangible as she fell to the floor. Her eyes stayed adverted as she rushed to the bathroom. She failed to notice in her haste the look of complete stupefaction along with a the reddest blush, on Dan's face. He shook his head, his long black ponytail swishing behind him. "Humans... glad I am not one."

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The next two morning were spent with Dan in his ghost form, his injury healing quickly in that time. During that time she took down all that he remembered from the incident.

"What did you see in the window?" she questioned finally. She had for the most part avoided Dan as much as she could, though that was hard when you shared the same room. Sam had pulled her blow up mattress, opting not sleep with the dark haired male. She looked up from her spot on the bed. Dan was feeling better as he sat next to her. He wasn't close enough to touch, but he was still pretty close. It was strange, what had happened two days prior. She still believed that she had imagined. Ghosts couldn't do that! There was no way. She gave herself what had to be the hundredth mental shake that day. She was finding it harder to be around the male, but not because she hated him, no, because Sam had a feeling that she had a thing for him.

And it seemed that he was feeling the same way. He couldn't take his eyes off her, though he tried. He didn't know what to think. The last time he had seen Sam had been that day she, Danny, and Tucker had showed up in his time. He had seen her and though he had felt a slight pull on his cold heart he blew it off. She wasn't the same Sam that he had lost. This one knew nothing!

"Dan, the thing that distracted you." He looked deep in her eyes at that moment and drew a blank. He told her and she dropped her pen. "You can't remember? Dan, you never react like that unless it is import-" Her eyes grew huge. That was it! "The strike after. It made you forget!" He cocked a brow at her. "You must not have been supposed to see whatever it was!" That made perfect sense. That Observant had been there, with Clockwork's staff!

"The staff!" he bellowed. "The staff to go through time!"

"Why would they need to go through time?" the Goth questioned. Dan drew a blank on that too, but they both knew the staff was part of it. What were they using it for though? Sam suddenly grew stiff at the same time Dan did next to her. She didn't want to even utter it, but it was the only thing that she believed they would do it for. She turned to Dan, her eyes questioning his.

"Daniel," he stated, his tone cold. "They want to eliminate it, the cause for me to even exist." Sam couldn't understand. Danny had passed the cornerstone and that was why Dan was without a world. Why would they want to kill him now? "There has to be more to this," Dan stated.

"But what is it?"