A year later.
The city froze around the holiday season. Little more than a year. the tragedy darkened the city. The disappearance that many considered a hero or a threat: Danny Phantom.
Of course, Paulina cried for her ghost boy but nobody remembered Daniel Fenton and that angered Sam.
That ghost-hunting family had left an empty hole that was soon forgotten but, not for her.
The Christmas lights twinkled, they seemed to mock her. Before he liked Christmas, now it only meant nostalgia.
He decides to ignore it, and only in cold weather reminds him of the dates he was on.
And remembering was not cute ...
That fleeting cloud settled in her mind, she could not help but evoke the image of that day.
She surrounded the young Fenton with her arms, which corresponded in the same way. A bitter hug, It was a farewell.
She was not going to cry, She had promised. She did not want Danny to remember her that way, she did not want her last memory of her to be like that; with tears.
"It's not a goodbye, you know?" The boy said. What did he know what fate would bring next?
"I know." She smiled bittersweet. That did not take away the separation of now.
And at that time I did not know what would be so long, or so "forever" would be.
They did not want to let go, but there was someone else who wanted to say goodbye.
"Tuck ..."
"Dude". He opened his arms this time to receive his best friend.
They felt so much that it had gotten there.
Sam said goodbye to Jazz with a hug too, and at the end of that exchange she couldn't help but throw herself at Danny again. Jazz and Tucker looked at each other with sorrow, they knew there was something those two did not say, but they could not get into that.
She didn't know how long she clung to him, they were only aware that they had to let go when he heard the voice of the one who would now be his tutor.
The man's hand rested on the teenager's shoulder.
"Son, we have to go." For a moment it seemed that even Vlad had felt sorry for his lost, but his gaze became instantly neutral again.
Danny growled when he heard that nickname "son" if he did not have any parents anymore, what gave him the right to call him that? But he would not make a scene now, out of respect for his friends.
"Fine."
The man who was loading the suitcases to the vehicle had finished and gotten into the driver's seat.
"Guys ..." He didn't know how to say it; but it was logical, he had reached the point that the farewell was already so long that it checked the little desire that he had to leave.
His friends got him out of trouble, it was not easy to just say goodbye.
They threw themselves at him in a group hug for a few seconds. cause the impatience of the one waiting in the car was beginning to become noticeable.
Heavily they climbed into the vehicle, giving one of their companions a last look. The one in which Sam wanted to express a feeling and was unable to do so with words. There was something stuck she could never tell him.
And it came out. It came out in the form of tears when the vehicle had already started.
She kept his promise, she didn't cry in front of him.
She lost sight of it. And her lost sight returned to the present time, stuck in those Christmas lights in which she had lost herself.