Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ You Can't Escape My Love ❯ Chapter 1

It was just past the day of Sam's eighteenth birthday, the Gothic female laying in her bed as the sun tried to enter thru the dark curtains that shielded her from the morning sun. She had always thought herself like a vampire. The sun bothered her. Her strange coloring. All of it played into that stereotype. Vampires were lone creatures and that's what the raven haired female felt now. It had been a rather busy week for her friends, what with Danny getting back to his girlfriend, Paulina, and Tucker asking her for help with setting up the perfect date for asking Star, his long-term girlfriend, to marry him. Pulling the sheets tighter around her she reflected on the fact that during this week she had been lonely, but not the week before that. That week had been something else, something magical and like magic, it was an illusion.

It had started just weeks before that when Paulina had broken up with Danny, the pair having dated for close to two years after it had come out that her best friend was the Phantom that had saved their town whenever evil had attacked. The Latina girl had been shocked to say the least, that the boy she had used in the past or even mocked and tormented, was the ghost boy that she had claimed to have a crush on. It had been so quick, the immediate change in the popular girl as she clung to Danny as if her life depended on it. After she had proclaimed her as her boyfriend the Goth and techno-geek had been left on the back burner.

While Danny had been shocked to find himself attached to the Queen of Casper High, he had not just up and left them, no, that had come later. It had only taken the halfa all of two weeks in the popular circle for him to change. He still fought to protect their town, that hadn't changed, but now he treated them like sidekicks, leaving them to clean up his mess as soon as he beat down the ghost haunting the town. Tucker had tired of it first, the dark skinned male leaving the group within the first month of this treatment. Sam had been adamant that the ghostly male would come around as he had in the past, but Tucker hadn't listened, sure that this time their friend was gone. He was popular, as he had always wanted to be and now that he had that, and the girl he had always wanted, their friend no longer existed.

In fact he had told Sam to let the raven haired ghost fighter go. He was no longer a choice for a life partner. He had known of her crush, the crush that had grown into something deeper. He knew of the love that she felt for their friend and while he wasn't all that great with people he hadn't wanted her to be hurt by the halfa's choice and actions. Tucker was sure that Danny would eventually hurt her and true to his thoughts the act had happened. When the pair had broken up, Sam still sticking to his side even when she was the only one to help him defeat the ghosts that continually came out of the Ghost Zone. Maybe it had been a rebound, the halfa confusing his affections and pain over losing the Ice Queen, but the raven haired male had made a move... a move that would change her life while he had just gone back to the one that had only caused her misery and the halfa ridicule.

*Flashback*

Sam was leaning forward slightly, her long hair fell forward like a wave, the dark locks brushing against Danny's long raven locks. He shot her a look as she took out another zombie on the screen. "Better get to planting, Danny," the Goth said, her lavender lips twisting in a smile. "Would hate for a zombie to get into your home and eat your brains!" The halfa turned back to the screen and even as he did just that, planting another shooter before his home and another walnut to stop a zombie in football gear from running past all his defenses, the blue eyed male couldn't seem to concentrate. His mind was on the woman behind him, her leg pushing against him as she slammed a few buttons on her controller. His skin tingled at the feel of her body against his. He didn't want to feel this way, not that he was upset with those feelings, but for his friend? No, that wasn't a good idea. She had stuck by him, thru walking into the portal to aiding him in fighting ghosts for several years. She had been his best friend, even when Tucker had joined the group, she had still been supportive of him and ready to give him a piece of her mind when he did something he shouldn't. They had had their tests of friendship when she had wanted him to do something unethical, apologizing afterward.

They had gone thru far more than most friends, their bond strong. She had been the one to stop Freakshow when even Tucker had been unable to bring him back. Her voice, her being in danger, all of it had drawn him back to life and when the tables had turned on them, that same bond had helped to free her from Undergrowth's mind control. They were closer than most friends, even best friends, and he didn't want to lose that closeness with her. He had to admit that he had fallen for his friend and while he was unaware of her own feelings he knew that he couldn't cross that line. His first clue to his feelings had been when he had been under Ember's control, the sudden feelings for Sam. He had had a crush on his friend after that had ended, a crush that must have been under the surface because when the Goth had spurned his love by kissing the blond jock that had tormented him he had felt sadness... Hurt by her affection toward the football player before anger and pain had become his friend. He had felt such pain that for a minute had had been sure he had really died. It had been so different to the actual pain of dying, the shock to the heart more painful.

He had seen her own actions, but had been unsure at the time if she had just been weirded out or maybe under control of Ember. She had seemed to like the attention, looking at him with a unfamiliar look in her amethyst orbs, but she had quickly hidden it, another emotion replacing it. Then again the raven haired teen had been strong, stronger than him. She must have been fighting it the whole time. She had been upset by having to kiss the jock, telling Danny several times that he owed her. While she had been upset he could see there was something else she was feeling, but he had no idea what it was, the emotion fleeting as it entered and disappeared from her eyes. As his character died on scream, the sounds of a zombie eating brains filling his ears while Sam continued on, her body jerking slightly as she really got into the game. Normally he would have reacted like that too, never even thinking as he pushed the buttons to protect his house. As her last wave announced itself with grunts and growls, Danny looked away, his blue eyes on the woman before him. Sam would be turning eighteen in just another week, her promise of when that happened she would be out from under her parents.

He had no idea what she had planned after that, the Goth never saying what she would do once she was free of her overbearing guardians. There had been a few times in the past that she had hinted at leaving Amity all together, but as she had spoken of it for a while now he wondered if she was going to stay here. She threw up her hands as the last zombie on her screen died, and Danny watched the light of victory brighten her eyes and something in him snapped. He reached up and pulling her down on him kissed the surprised Goth, her hair falling around them like a curtain. She had tensed at first, her body going stiff on top of him, but she soon softened, her lips moving on his as he crushed her to him. It was like their fake-out-make-outs, the spark that skittered across his skin, the shock of kissing his best friend, but it was different too. He could feel the heat, the beating of his heart quickening and becoming stronger, as it pooled low in his belly.

It all felt right to her, the feel of him under her, the heat of his body mixed with a soft wave of cool air. She had yearned for this feeling, this completeness, but then like a bucket of cold water she realized that she was kissing her best friend, the same friend that had just broken it off with his long term girlfriend. "Danny," she whimpered, pulling back from him as the sting of tears alerted her to the fact that she was about to cry. She wouldn't cry, no, she wouldn't let him know how this effected her, but he pulled her back to him, his lips settling against her neck. The heat of his breath caused her skin to tingle as goosebumps covered her skin.

"I know that this is wrong, but it feels right," he murmured. "I don't know why, Sam, but kissing you feels so damn right, like coming home." She froze at these words, the feeling like the one she felt with every touch of his lips. "I want you so bad and yet, I know that I shouldn't." More kisses along her neck, her body warming at his words while her brain tried to tell her that this was wrong. Not because of him and her laying like this, being so intimate, but because he was speaking of regret, the tone of his voice almost torn. His hands moved over her body, down her shoulders, moving to brush against her breast, the orbs feeling heavy at that light touch.

"Danny," she moaned, her body arching against his. "Stop speaking." He stopped talking, his body already hard from her body landing on his, grew harder at the way she spoke his name. He complied with her whispered plea, their clothing fall around him so that they could be skin to skin, her body flushing at the contact, but she found that she couldn't move away from him, the feeling of their heat mixing making her sigh in pleasure. She knew that she couldn't and wouldn't stop him from giving her what she yearned for, had dreamed of getting from the male under her. Moments later she found herself under him, his mouth moving down her naked body, the moisture cooling behind the heat of his mouth. He moved to kiss her breasts, both globes receiving his attentions while his right hand moved to grasp her right breast, another moan escaping her lips. He could feel the heat coming off of her, his body longing to join hers, to encase himself in her heat, but he resisted. He wanted to hear her scream out the pleasure he gave her, the need to hear her gasp his name again and again a cry from his heart.

"Say my name," he husked, his fingers ghosting over her dark curls. She whimpered, her body arching upward as the heat in her belly grew hotter.

"D-Danny," she moaned, her hands entwining themselves in his long dark hair. "Oh, god, Danny," she whimpered as he stroked her, a light touch that grew firmer with every brush over her lower body. "Please stop teasing me." Groaning at her urgings he positioned himself and surged into her...

*End of Flashback*

That had been her first and only mistake with the halfa. He had been shocked when he had realized what he had done, his blue eyes widening as he looked down at her. He had sputtered out that he had made a mistake and that he was sorry. She had been glowing for a moment, but as he said those words, those words that spoke such volumes she had paled. She had felt her blood run cold, her body stiffening beside him. Before he could react, she had punched him in the face, the shocked look on his face only fanning her anger at that moment, the embarrassment of it. Was it because that while she was a virgin there was no barrier? She had lost it to him all those years ago during a particularly hard fight against Plasmius. She had fallen strangely because the pain in her body had been different than a normal hit to her small person. She had realized hours later that she had broken her hymen. She was going to say something about that, but her pride had demanded satisfaction for the blow he had done against it.

She had told her friend to leave, to never darken her doorway again. Now she found she was upset with herself, still grieving over the loss of a friend and bitter at herself for thinking that making a move on a best friend was the best idea. She had made a mistake, his move startling her and hitting a place deep in her heart that had cried for his attention. She had tried to run from these feelings, to find another love, but there had only been Gregory or had his name been Elliot. Shaking her head she found that she didn't care enough to remember which had been his real name. She had known at that moment that she was in love with her friend. Her friend didn't feel that way about her, his being with Paulina proved that as for the other one he had dated. Valerie.

She wasn't his type and so that left her alone. Sighing she looked down at the papers in her hands. It wouldn't matter soon enough. She would be going away for the summer, well, that was what she had told her friends. Tucker had been surprised at her sudden choice to go out on her own. She usually spent the summer with Danny and him, but with him not hanging around the halfa anymore, he had still thought that the Goth would go with Danny. In reality she had found a place to live, a job in a gallery so that she could someday run her own little place. She smiled at that. She had wanted to do that here, but no, not now. She couldn't be around all the memories of her once happy life with her only two friends. She couldn't be around the memories of Danny, the ones that now tainted her room with sadness at such a moment she had wished for for about three years. She would be far away from this place by this time tomorrow. Maybe one day she would come back and when she did she would come back she would have moved one. There was one friend she could count on, though at one point he had been the enemy.

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The next morning found Danny out early, the early morning routine of checking for ghosts bringing the boy out just before six. He had started it when he had turned sixteen. After a couple of years hunting ghosts he had figured that he should check every morning before school since as the months had gone by the ghosts that haunted his town had taken up coming out earlier and earlier. As he flew close to Sam's house he noticed a dark haired male standing over the open trunk of the Goth's black smart car. The male was dressed in a leather jacket, his dark jeans blending in with the black jacket. His green eyes narrowed in suspicion at this strange guy hanging outside of the raven haired woman's house and why he was standing over her car like that, but before he got close enough he heard the sound of a door. Turning he saw Sam step out, her long hair braided back. the raven locks matching her black tank top, the jeans she wore tinted a deep green while she still wore her combat boots. Her long hair hit her back as she walked down the stairs toward the male. The halfa pushed himself to go faster, thinking that she was in danger, only to brake midair as the small woman embraced the tall male.

His mouth fell open as Sam thanked him for helping her, the dark haired male shutting the trunk with a smile... or was that a smirk? Danny didn't like this and resuming his flight toward them landed before them moments later. Sam turned to him, a surprised look on her face before she smiled. If the halfa had been paying attention he would have seen that the smile that could once power a whole town was no longer as bright. She looked tense, but when his gaze landed on her she managed to keep her cheery demeanor. "Hi, Danny, what'cha doing h-out so early?" He raised brow at her question. She knew he patrolled early!

"Doing what I have been doing for years now, Sam, you know that," he said, his gaze returning to the male before him. He looked familiar, his ice blue eyes flashing at the younger male. This guy was at least twenty-five or maybe a few years older, but the halfa still felt that he had seen this guy before. He looked behind them at her packed trunk. "Where are you going?" She frowned slightly.

"I told you I was going away. I have a chance to learn my trade." She was going for the job with the gallery, but another piece of that was having the time to work on her other passion. She would be making a CD to get her music out, not that anyone would know it was her since she was doing it under her middle name, Alexandra. She would be able to enjoy both roles, and with the male at her side coming too she wouldn't feel so lost as she had since the moment that Danny had become a popular kid. Danny seemed to recall a trip out of state, a job for the summer, but her trunk seemed too full for just a few months away and as much as he wanted to ask more he could see that she was in a hurry.

Sam wasn't really in hurry as she had another few days until she had to start her new job, but she was nervous about the halfa before her figuring out the real reason she had taken the job. It was a good chance that she knew would only come once, but she had decided to give the halfa, and honestly herself, more time to enjoy their new roles in life. "I'll see you when I get back," she said, forcing a smile to her lips, the man at her side reaching out to touch her shoulder. Smiling more broadly she hugged her friend before heading toward the driver seat, with the raven haired male heading for the passenger seat. Once they were buckled up, Sam threw one final wave out the window before she headed off. Danny just stood there, his face frozen in confusion, the pain of his friend leaving him to do her own thing clenching his heart tightly.

'She'll be back in a few months,' he thought to himself, unsure as to why he felt pain with her absence. He had his girlfriend to keep him company, and with his popular status he was sure there would be plenty of parties to attend this summer like there had been the summer before, though he had been surprised that Sam, while still hanging around him, had not wanted to attend those parties, claiming that she was not a big people person and he had known that, but had thought that she would come with him anyway. No, the Goth had gone and hung with Tucker, the pair playing video games or just relaxing at her home with a movie. He had felt left out of the group and then Star had joined them upon finding that she and Tucker had so much in common. He had tried to join them on a few of their nights of hanging out, but Paulina had whined about him leaving her without a date and while he had tried to include her in with his friends, it hadn't worked out. She had been bored and his friends hadn't been engaging with her, choosing to talk to her very little if at all.

Turning from the way that Sam had gone, the halfa headed home to help his parents with a new invention. He had been planning on taking over Fenton Works for his parents got too old to fight ghosts, though if you asked them that would never happen. Smiling at the thought of his parents in their 80's still fighting ghosts he forgot about his friend's strange behavior.

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Sam stared straight ahead, the car running smoothly as the male next to her lay back with his eyes closed. They had been on the road for a few hours now, her body aching to turn back to her home, the fear of actually leaving Amity behind creeping into her mind. He seemed to realize her thoughts, as he had always been able to read her when they had been younger, one eye opening as he spoke. "Why didn't you just tell him?" She shot him a look, her mouth opening to speak. "I know your reason for keeping it, but I still feel that it's going to bite you in the end."

"Dan, he's going to be just fine, even after he realizes that I'm not back at the end of the summer," she said with a sigh. "Hell, that's if he notices it." She knew that she sounded bitter, but the halfa at her side knew why and he found it rather weird for his younger self to be acting in such a way. He didn't know much about this time, his own time having ended when he had been captured by the halfa. Truthfully though, his time had ended the moment that his family, Tucker, and Sam had died... He had stopped growing in some ways, never making it past that moment that he had lost his loved ones, one more devastating than the others. While his body had become more muscular, his form growing, his heart had stopped. He had thought it long dead, but once he had been released last year, Clockwork feeling that he was no threat, he had just stood before the mirror in the tower watching as life went on for his friends and his younger self. His heart had broken over seeing how torn up Sam was about how the younger halfa had been acting, Tucker having long since abandoned them with the harsh treatment.

He had felt anger at the way Danny had begun to act, though at one time he had also yearned to be part of that crowd. What the younger male didn't know and what Sam had yet to find out herself, was that the older halfa had been snooping in their past. He had seen what Danny hadn't seen when it came to his current girlfriend and the Goth at his side. Then the Goth had confessed to him the grave error she had made, sleeping with her best friend and while she hadn't given him all the details he knew that his younger self had messed up and now the raven haired woman was broken, her soul and heart shattered at his words.

"He's an idiot," he spat, opening his other eye. "You only reacted to his attentions because you thought that he really would never hurt you, not that we haven't done that in the past."

"I did the same thing," she muttered, feeling rather upset with Dan for bashing the younger male, but knowing that he was right in some aspects. She would never admit that to anyone. She had made a mistake by going with her heart's desire, he had been hurtful, his words so harsh even now after so much time had passed. Would it always hurt like this? She was sure that it would since the pain of watching him date Paulina and even Valerie had nearly crushed her, but that had been bearable... This was not. "I can't even name how many times I fucked up." He chuckled, her eyes flickering over to him.

"At least you didn't do it as openly as Tucker did," Dan stated, the realization that he was correct making her smile. He was just trying to make her feel better about the whole thing. "If he had just learned to keep his mouth shut, hell, if he had thought about anything other than himself at times we wouldn't have had that many problems. You wouldn't have been put in danger so many times either, though I can't say that I didn't put you guys in danger with my actions either."

"We were teenagers and while I know that doesn't make it right, we were all still learning, though there are times that I find myself wishing that I hadn't put you in that position to start with," she said, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "If I hadn't done that then what happened to you in your time would have never come to pass." He reached over to grasp her hand near him.

"Sam, I wouldn't change what happened that day," he said. "I don't blame anyone for what happened in that portal." She shook her head, her throat closing as her body began to shake. Pulling off to the side of the road she turned to him.

"Dan, if I hadn't said anything, encouraged you to go into that portal, would you have?" He blinked at that question. He didn't have an answer to her question since he didn't know what he would have done had it just been him home that day. Would he have gone in to investigate? "See, you don't know, but I don't think you would have gone in. You weren't a coward or anything, but you were wise enough to leave that machine alone." He glowered at her words. Not that he was upset about the fact that it might be true that he would never have stepped in the portal, but that she was blaming herself. His parents' inventions never worked right, well, not all of them and so when they had seen the inactive portal, his parents being disappointed in the fact that it wasn't working, they hadn't thought it all that dangerous. Dan had been hesitant that day, unsure what to expect with walking into it, but he really was happy with all that he was able to do with the powers given to him.

"You know what, that's not the right question," he said, pulling her into his arms, embracing her tightly. She wanted to pull back, to ask him what he meant but that, but she didn't have to ask as he continued his thought process. "What would have happened to Amity if I hadn't gone into that portal?" Now she was surprised. He pulled back a bit, his hands at her waist. "Vlad was already a halfa and he was bent on destroying my father just to get to my mother, hell, he was bent on dominating the world. We would have been sitting ducks had I not walked into that portal." He could see her mind working, the emotions flickering in the amethyst depths. She knew he was right. "It was Fate for me to step in there, to be the one that could fight against the evil that would have come knocking on our door sooner or later. He had a ghost portal of his own. Even if my parents' one hadn't ever worked the ghosts could have come thru his just as easily."

She had to concede. He had a point about the other halfa. Vlad was evil, intent on doing all he could to give him more power and more money. He would have cloned himself at one point, and that would have been far worse than Danny's clones. They weren't evil because he wasn't evil. Dani was a prime example to that. Sighing, she leaned against his chest, the chill of his body coming thru the thin tank top. "Okay, so you have me there," she muttered into his chest before pulling back to start the car up again. Dan smirked, leaning back too, his head falling back on the headrest as he closed his eyes.

"And don't you dare drive all night without a break, woman," he said, one eye opening back up to look at her. She chuckled, knowing that he would restrain her just to give her a break on the long drive. "I mean it."

"Okay, okay, Dan, I believe you." He closed his eye as she pulled back onto the road.