I do not own Danny Phantom or its characters. I wish I did, but I don't.
Danny's POV.
I kicked off my sneakers and fell on my bed. Today was extremely exhausting. Ember decided to pay us a visit at school, and… well, now she's downstairs. Ever since I told everyone my secret, my parents stopped hunting ghosts. Except for Vlad, but no one has seen him since the disasteroid. And now I have ghosts visiting me non-stop! Well, usually it's only Ember. She started hanging out with Tuck and Jazz after the disasteroid passed through earth. But it's fine. She's fun to hang out with, Jazz deserves to have fun. Still she's not quite as fun as Sam, but… "Sam." I whispered under my breath. I missed her. I missed the way she smiled, the way she used her sarcasm on a daily basis. Even the way she used to get mad at me and Tuck for eating meat. I could just imagine her smiling at me with her beautiful amethyst eyes.I rolled off my bed and picked up a picture of me and Sam. I remembered it was taken a week before the incident. Her arms wrapped around my neck, with her sticking her tongue out at Jazz for taking a picture of her actually being happy. A tear rolled down my cheek.
I set it back down on my dresser and walked downstairs, into the living room. Ember, Jazz, Danielle, and Tucker were staring at me. I figured they knew I was nearly about to cry. So I sucked it up and managed the best smile I could. "Hey, guys. What's up?" Jazz and Ember exchanged glances before Tuck and Dani spoke. "Hey, Danny." Their voices sounded as broken as I was. Jazz looked toward me. "I'm sorry, Danny. We're still doing some research, but we haven't found anything yet. I know you miss Sam, but…" That did it. My temper was at an all-time high. Judging by the look on Jazz's face, my eyes must've been glowing green. "Don't you ever say her name!" I pointed directly at Jazz, and continued yelling. "You think I miss her? Saying I miss her is an understatement! I am completely broken without her! She's gone because I couldn't protect her! It's all my fault!" I broke down and started crying. No, I wasn't crying, I was bawling. I knew it was my fault. If I didn't leave her alone… she would still be here.
Jazz's POV.
I realized my mistake. I said Sam's name. No one has been able to say it, or even talk about her after what happened, if we did, Danny would get like this. Ember moved from her spot on the couch and kneeled at Danny's side. I walked over to Danny, and helped him up. "Danny… Danny, I'm sorry." I wrapped my arms around him. Maybe he didn't notice I was hugging him, or maybe he just didn't care. Lately he didn't care much about anything. Except school, and Sam. "Hey… We'll find a way to bring her back. I promise." Ember was being strangely quiet. "Yeah, Danny. We'll figure something out." All eyes were on Ember. Did she just call him… "Danny? Since when do you use his name? Since when do you even know his name?" Tucker stared at her with confusion apparent on his face. Ember looked a little ticked. "You really thought I didn't know his name…?" Tucker nodded. Ember managed a light chuckled. I let go of Danny. "I'm going to help Danny to his room. I'll be back in a minute." Ember stood up as well. "I should go. I've got a long night ahead of me." She waved at us, and made her way back to the ghost zone.
Danny's POV.
I must have passed out from crying. I didn't remember going to bed last night. I turned over on my bed to look at the clock. 11 am. 11 am? I'm late for school! Why didn't Jazz wake me up? I ran down the stairs to see Jazz sitting on the couch, reading a book. "Danny, slow down!" She yelled. I turned to see her drop her book on the coffee table. "What do you want, Jazz? I'm late for school." She glared at me. "Danny, its Saturday." "Oh. I knew that." She frowned and shook her head. I walked over to the couch and sat down. "Jazz, do you really think we can bring her back?" I asked with tears forming in my eyes. "I really don't know how, but I know we will. We have to. She was practically my sister." I sighed. "Hey, where's Danielle?" I glanced around the room. It wasn't like her to be gone on Saturday. "She went with Ember last night."
I looked down at my feet. "I'm going to her house. I need to be alone." I phased into my ghost form, and flew through the roof. As I passed overhead, I saw all of the many faces that hated me for what happened to Sam. I ignored them and continued toward her house. I saw the familiar path that lead the way there. I switched back to normal and walked the rest of the way. I kicked any rocks I found, making them fall into the street. I couldn't help but notice I was walking on grass. I picked up my head and realized I was on the doorstep. The house looked so different since her parents moved. It was deserted. The paint was peeling, the door hinges were rusting, and some of the windows were broken. The night Sam died; it was up to me to break the news to her parents. I was hardly able to speak, let alone tell them what happened. And when I finally said it, objects went flying. A vase hit my head, and broke. A chair went flying, everything was so hectic. I found myself walking up the stairs, and into Sam's room. It looked the same as it always had. It smelled like her perfume, I never thought I'd smell it again. Tears began to fall. All of this is my fault. I was supposed to protect her. I was going to propose to her. I'm still in love with her, and somehow, I'm going to bring her back.