hey guys!

So I thought instead of doing multiple one-shot stories that I would just make this story of songs :)

This I think will be a lot easier to keep track of and what not.

Now knowing me, they are all probably gonna be romance stories x)

I highly recommand if you haven't heard the song that you listen to it first. Although, it really wouldn't make a difference but if I'm writing a story for it, it's gotta be good...right? XD

Also, the stories will probably be set in different time frames but I'll try to say what time frame it's in :) This story is gonna be when Danny and Sam are about 23-ish.

And now, without further ado, here is the first one!

Song: If You Ever Come Back

Artist: The Script

Album: Science and Faith

"No, Danny! I saw you with her! And I know what I saw! Don't deny it!" Sam screamed.

"Sam! Why won't you listen to me? She attacked me!" Danny yelled back.

"Oh! So you were just enjoying it and thinking, 'Well, if Sam finds out, I can just say that!'" she yelled back at him, tears about ready to burst from her eyes. "You know what, Danny?" She stormed off into their room and Danny followed.

"What are you doing?" he demanded.

She snapped her head around and glared at him with great fury. "I'm done, Danny," she said calmly, totally not matching her face. She went back to digging for clothes and flinging them in her suitcase.

"What? What do you mean 'you're done'?" he asked, so confused.

She spun around again. "I mean I'm done with you and your excuses." She threw a few more clothes in and put her only other pair of shoes in it and zipped up the suitcase. She stormed out of their-Danny's room, took the key to the house off her keychain, pegged it at Danny, and did the same for her engagement ring, then ran out the door, zooming off to the airport.

Danny was astonished. He wanted to just start bawling but he couldn't seem to. He just stood there, with his mouth open. What have I done...?

Sam thanked the Lord that she didn't get pulled over for speeding. Doing eighty miles an hour on a fifty-five miles per hour road didn't sound like the safest thing to be doing. Once at the her parents house, she got out and slammed her car door. Taking her old house key out, she shoved it in the lock and opened the door? "Hello?" she called out. No answer. She sunk down to the floor and began crying her eyes out.

"Samantha?" her mother's voice called out.

Sam wiped her eyes and looked at her mom's look of concern that was shown very rarely towards her. She got up and ran into her mother's arms like she was five and just got hurt on the playground. Her mom fingered through Sam's silky ebony hair soothingly. After Sam had calmed down enough to speak, she said, "I need a plane ticket to somewhere; anywhere."

Danny hadn't slept for days now, or got very little sleep. He couldn't help but crying because of sleeping on Sam's side of the bed and smelling her scent completely, like she was there yesterday. Every time he would make dinner, he would make it for two and set the table for two. Then he would remember: She's gone.

Then he would look into the kitchen and see them playing with the faucet's hose and getting soaking wet and laughing. He would smile at the memory only to be followed by tears.

Just like every other night, he would go and make sure the key was under the mat and he would keep the door's latch off. Just before he would go to bed, he'd turn the light on in the hall so if she did decide to come back, she would be able to see.

Weeks passed and he began to leave the door unlocked completely, risking everything in the house but making sure nothing, under any circumstance, that was Sam's get harmed in any way.

People at work, even Tucker, would say, "She's not coming back. You're just wasting your time."

His smart-alec tongue would respond back, "Yeah, but people used to say the world was flat and look what happened." When he would say that, it would remind him of Sam being her sarcastic self which would lead to him remembering how she give him a hard time and everything else about her. She wouldn't escape his mind.

Every night he would pray to God saying, "Please, bring her back. I am going crazy without her now. Whether she remembers us only fighting or if there are little things we miss, please just tell her, some how, some way, that my house is literally open completely for her. Please, God, I need your help! Please!"

Sam stood there, at her plane's gate, debating on whether or not she should go. "Ma'am?" the ticket collector said. "Ma'am?" she repeated. Sam just stood there. "Ma'am, are you getting on or not?" she asked as politely as she could.

"How can I get my luggage back?" Sam asked, making up her mind.

The lady sighed. "Well, it's nearly impossible now but..." She punched a few numbers into a phone and mumbled a few things. Then she told Sam to go sit back down and that her luggage would be there soon. Soon meant about half an hour.

A man in a bright orange vest came up to her with a deep purple suitcase and said, "Is this yours?"

"Yes, thank you so much!" she said, taking the bag from him and rushing out of the airport and into a taxi to bring her home so she could pick up her car to go to where she belonged.

An hour later and she was standing nervously on Danny's doorstep in the late night hours. She reluctantly knocked on the door, softly. She tried just simply opening it and, to her surprise, it opened easily without a lock or anything. She saw one light on in the hallway leading to her and Danny's room. She headed in that direction slowly.

Taking deep breaths with every step she took, she finally made it to their room. The door was partly closed and she pushed it open as quietly as she could.

The light from outside shined in and pain and heartbreak flooded through her body when she saw Danny on her side of the bed, all bundled up with dried tears streamed across his face. She rush over to him. She gently wiped away his tear marks and sobbed silently. "I am so sorry, my love," she said as she kissed his cheek.

Danny began to stir and she backed off, sitting on the floor. Danny stretched, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Sam's crying face. He blinked a few times, trying to make sure it wasn't a dream, then mumbled, "Sam?"

Sam smiled slightly and stood up as he did the same. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he picked her up and spun her around, holding her tightly. They both broke down in sobs of happiness. Danny finally sat down and held Sam in his arms closely. At last, he stammered out, "Where were you?"

She sighed. "Off in Stupidland," she said with a little sarcasm.

"Well, I'm glad you came back," he said then lifted up her chin and stared into those beautiful eyes he had missed so much.

Sam did the same before she realized that's not what she wanted. "Oh, just kiss me, you fool!" she said and kissed him like they kissed back in freshmen year when it was possibly the last time they were ever gonna see each other.

Whatcha think? Good? Bad?

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If I get one, I will update!

And send me song ideas if you want! I will totally do them! :D

Okays! So I love you guys!

xxSam