Here it is! The sequel to 'One Last Kiss'! tears I love all of you here on FF, on dA and in my art class that erged me to do this. Ahh I love you all! Thank you for making me stop being lazy and commit to something. Its for you, I love you!! You've brought me out of a lazy stage, so this Story is Dedicated to all the people, that I know and don't, that kept me inspired to write this!!

Well Sorry to say that this one is not kiddie safe like the first. Its rated M for specific reason… sorry "

Well Danny Phantom is copyright Butch Hartman and Nick blah Blah….

To the story my pretties!!

Sam struggled against the Halfa's grip on her neck. Her nails tore at his strong, vice like, gloved hand that clamped her.

'Oh Danny, where are you..?' She thought as she felt her skirt being phased off. Tears streamed down her face. The Goth began to think of the last time she saw her Fiancé…

Sam watched through tear-glazed eyes as Danny was tossed through the swirling portal. She couldn't take it and collapsed on the edge of his bed. Sam faintly relized the Lieutenant float towards her, giving her is word that he would work to bring her Danny home.

She soaked his words like a sponge. Hope filled the Goth as he told her a brief of his plan. Sam replied, thanking him and wishing him luck before he left. There was hope… maybe her Danny wouldn't have to endure that hell for long.

She smiled. Danny was right...

Maybe not all ghosts are evil…

Unfortunately, that had been over a year ago. Sam still clung to the Lieutenant's word and wore the ring Danny had left her. Lieutenant, or as he insisted he was called, Robert, had kept true to sneaking mail. Though, Sam began to worry. Robert had not been seen in four months. Sam missed Danny so much it hurt…

And she needed him now.

Vlad's slap caused Sam to jerk from her thoughts. He pushed her down onto her bed with ease. It was then she relized she was completely naked. Sam glared at him with a deep-seated hatred. Vlad simply grinned, grabbing her wrists and bound them to the headboard.

"You asshole… why are you doing this?" Sam choked as the man relived himself of his jumpsuit. His spiked hair looked like devil horns than ever before as he moved above her.

"Well seeing how Daniel is in jail, I cannot attempt to clone him without endangering myself. See, I am also a wanted ghost and entering that prison to simply get his mid-morph DNA would be very foolish." Vlad replied in a very 'no shit' tone.

"Why does this involve me?" Vlad's fangs became very visible.

"Oh dear child, I mustn't explain how babies are made, do I?" Sam stared at him wide-eyed. "If I can't use Daniel I can use you. My DNA will carry over and give me my much-wanted halfa child. Unfortunately, I need a host of course. That is where you come in, Samantha." Tears continued to flow down Sam's cheeks.

"But why me?" She choked. Vlad sighed and shook his head.

"It wouldn't be satisfying enough if it were none other than you, Daniel's fiancé. She narrowed her eyes.

"You're a sick bastard." She growled. Vlad cocked his eyebrows and grinned.

"Am I not?" He grabbed Sam's ankles and bound them to the bed with the same goo that held her wrists. He positioned himself above her.

"And there will be no better pleasure than knowing I took you before Daniel." With that, he shoved himself in as far as possible. Same let out a scream in pain as the man thrust himself harshly within her, making a rough motion. The Goth moan as the pain increased with his harsh movements. She pulled at the restraints harder and harder thought what felt like hours.

"Hurry up...and…climax… stupid girl!" Vlad panted. Sam furrowed her brow. With all she had been pulling, she would have thought the headboard to have broken by now. All of her energy seemed to ebb as she felt a pressure building in her gut. Sam bit her lip; she knew what was coming…

Then it hit her, a million tiny sparks soared though her abdomen as every muscle in her body tightened. The Goth screamed loudly as she felt the man release himself within her. Tears leaked from her eyes once more.

'Oh yeah… my parents just have to be in Asia don't they? … Damn karma's a bitch...' Sam mentally groaned.

"I'll be back…girl…" Vlad staggered up and grabbed his jumpsuit. He waved his hand, and the restraints vanished. He threw back his head, cackling like a hyena, and disappeared in wisps. The evil laughter rang throughout the empty mansion. Sam balled up, sobbing uncontrollably, looking at the letters from Danny on her nightstand. She cried harder, knowing something must have gone wrong. Danny had sent a letter every month, telling her everything was ok…but four months had passed. It made Sam cry harder, knowing her hero was not there to help her, not there to comfort her, and not there to love her like she loved him.

'Way to go Sam, you've just been successfully raped.' She though. 'Now Danny will never look at me the same…that is if I ever see him again.'

Not if you don't tell him. A voice in the back of her head said sternly. Sam sighed.

' I can't keep something like this a secret for long! He'll find out eventually.'

Umm, hallo? He's in jail, remember? How's he gunna figure it out? Besides, if you ever do see your hubby-wubby again what are you gunna say? 'Oh Danny, I'm glad you're ok and not rotting in jail! By the Vlad raped me, please don't be mad!' the voice jeered. Sam sighed. Her conscience was right…

'Fine, I won't tell him if I do see him again.' Sam closed her eyes.

"'And the broken soul shrugs off the life of living to sink and wither into the realm of slumbers, washed within sorrow within regret'" (1)

The next week, Sam was touchy, fidgety, and distant from the world, flinching at the slightest thing. Everyone around her became worried, that maybe Danny's imprisonment was finally getting to her. Tucker, the closest on to her, had tried confronting her several times. Each time, Sam had lost it, screaming as him and running away crying, leaving him lost and hurt. Each night, Sam cried herself to sleep, wishing Danny were there, knowing he was far away.

…but he was much closer than she thought.

Danny flew swiftly, constantly stopping behind one of the many doors in the infinite Ghost Zone, listening for the wailing of sirens. He looked at his throbbing wrist, though it was coved his his glove, he could tell it was twice its normal size. Danny took off once more, the portal close. He was glad Robert had gotten the bracelet off after a year of weekly hacking. He cringed… The Lieutenant had risked everything to set him free, to be with his Sam. He was more than likely being punished at this very moment…

"There it is!" Danny whispered excitedly, flying faster. The gash in his right side stinging and oozing ectoplasmic blood at the slightest movement. The portal was feet away. Danny could feel freedom!

"There he is!!" One ghost shouted, shooting towards Danny. The Halfa dodged it with difficulty, only to be shot in the back, sending him soaring through the portal.

Danny slammed harshly into the wall across from the portal, groaning as he fell to the ground. Weakly standing, he stumbled to the control panel. He hastily punched the 'close' button. The yellow and black metallic doors slammed shut loudly and Danny slid down the wall, examining his wounds. The Halfa had several cuts and gashes across his body, the biggest being the one his right side. Bruising was coloring his jaw and his wrist was surely chaffed and swollen. He sighed and looked at the wall where he crash-landed. There was a mass of green blood splattered from where he hit and a smeared trail as to when he slid down. He cringed at the amount there was and stood, looking upward.

"Sam…"

Danny landed clumsily, but soundlessly, on Sam's balcony and phased though the window. Choked sobs greeted his ears. Stepping softly towards the bed, he saw Sam, crying uncontrollably with her knees up to her chest.

"Sam…" He whispered. She shot up and looked around, blinded by tears. With a trembling hand, she wiped some away.

"Who's there!?" She sniffed and Danny stepped into view.

"Sammy, what's happened to you?" he said softly. Her eyes brightened.

"Danny!" She stared in disbelief. Before anything could be said, she lunged herself at him, hugging him tightly. The Halfa grunted as she gripped his injuries. Noticing his stiffness, she stepped back and observed him.

"Danny, what happened!?" she gasped as he swaggered on the spot. She glimpsed some green blood on her arms and torso. The Goth pushed him gently to the floor.

"Security…" He mumbled, transforming into the raven haired teen.

"Wow, this feels different." He looked at his hand, then to Sam. He noticed she had bags under her eyes, her hair unkempt and skin looking paler than normal. Her figured seemed slimmer as well.

"Sam are you ok? You look like you haven't eaten or slept in days." He winced as she pulled off his shirt. Sam shifted uncomfortably.

"Speak for yourself." She reached under the bed for the First-Aid kit she kept there.

"Sam I'm fine." He sat up. "My parents can stitch me up. What's wrong?" She froze as he scooted closer to her, clutching the white box.

"N-nothing…its nothing…" Danny noticed she was fidgety. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into a hug.

"Nothing my ghostly ass." He looked at her with stern ice blue eyes. Sam looked away. "Now what is it?

"I've… just missed you so much." She lied, though he seemed convinced.

"I'm here now, so stop worrying." He laughed and kissed her. As he pulled back, he noticed she had not kissed him back at all, in fact, she had tried to resist it! What was going on? Danny looked at her sadly, then staggered upright.

"I…guess I should go…" he bowed his head and transformed once more. The Halfa turned away as a tear rolled down his cheek. Did she not love him anymore? Was she with someone else? The thoughts crushed Danny and he fought the urge to cry.

Shit…

"Danny, wait!" she stood quickly, the First-Aid kit crashing on the floor, and hugged him from behind, careful to miss his injuries. He wiped away the tear before turning in he embrace.

"Please…don't go…" She buried her face in his chest and he smiled sadly.

"Well, do you want to come to my house?" Sam looked up and smiled, then nodded.

"My parents are in Asia for two months. Its to lonely here ever for a Goth." They both laughed as he picked her up (to the best of his abilities) bridal style. Sam snuggled into him, feeling more safe than she ever had in her life with her hero by her side again. As Danny flew to his house in the night sky, he looked at his sleeping Sam, then to her hand. She still wore his ring!

Danny smiled widely as he stared at the stone, then kissed his sleeping fiancé, feeling safe once more.

Yay! Chapter one for yaz! Well, that took way to long to post, im sorry, but I couldn't think of a name…. and the name sucks anyways. I WILL post a kiddie-safe version, so don't fret!

'And the broken soul shrugs off the life of living to sink and wither into the realm of slumbers, washed within sorrow within regret' This is accually part of a poem a wrote when I was 10. the poem is extremely morbid for a ten year old, but hell, it me your talking about…

Well Ill have chapter 2 up soon! More than likely tomorrow! (( accually later on today. Its currentally 4:00 in the morning as I post this "))

REVIEW! They fill me with rapturus joy D