Nebulous
Rating: K
Characters: Danny, Sam
Pairing: DannyxSam/Amythist Ocean
Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort
Summary: Sam isn't Sam anymore. She once was before the accident, but now all the goth girl spunk is practically nonexistent. The new girl is distant and quiet, and she doesn't even know who Danny is. Danny misses his Sam. And all he wants is his best friend back.
Sam Manson sat cross-legged in front of the school, her eyes fixed on some unknown point in the distance. She seemed completely lost and removed from everyone else, like they didn't exist as they passed around her. Now she was one girl in her own world. And that would be the way she would stay forever.
Danny sighed as he watched his best friend from afar. He missed the happy times they had spent together, kicking ghost butt. Didn't she remember when they defeated Pariah Dark? Didn't she remember the countless times the Box Ghost was sucked into the Fenton Thermos? But no. All those memories shattered the second that ghost flashed her fangs at Danny and dropped Sam's limp body from the top of a seven-story building.
Danny was suddenly snapped out of his memory when Dash smashed his head against the hard metal lockers and threw back his head, laughing along with the rest of the jocks and cheerleader. "Get over it, Fenton!" he sneered. "She never liked you any way! She's just plain crazy now!" Everyone erupted into menacing cackles as they all left Danny alone. His eyes flashed a bright green as the temptation to knock them off their feet with an orb of ectoplasm seemed too much to bear. But when the blank expression of Sam entered his mind again, he sighed and walked up next to her. "Hi, Sam," he said.
No response.
"Sam, do you remember Danny Phantom?"
Silence.
Sam, do you remember the Danny Phantom who would risk anything to save you? Do you remember the 'Wes' ring? Do you remember when that ghost dropped you to the ground and I shot out to save you? Do you remember how my body smacked into the ground and got completely torn on the back? Do you remember how I told you I loved you before I lost consciousness that night? That was what Danny truly wanted to ask Sam, but he knew it was no use. Those words would pass through one ear and disappear into the air without any response.
"What happened to you, Sam? You were so strong. And now you don't even know who I am. Tucker and I miss you. Please, if there's any Sam left, please come out and talk to me…"
But the girl just sat there with those foggy violet eyes. Danny bit his lower lip, trying to shove down the sobs that threatened to erupt. And he turned around going to the school back and finding a white rose blooming in a bush behind.
Why did that ghost have to attack Sam that night? …It was because she knew that I loved Sam more than anything else, and losing a loved one would be a blow to my heart. That ghost knows that without her I'm weak.
He delicately reached out his hand and grasped it around the flower, pulling upwards and biting his lip as some of the thorns dug into his flesh. He yanked them out and proceeded to pluck the thorns off of the flower until the stalk was smooth and round. Although school had ended a good thirty minutes ago, he wanted to stay today.
"For you," he said, sliding the rose into a hole formed by Sam's semi-closed hand. She did the expected – no reaction, but a minute later, her hand completely curled and locked around the rose. She looked down at it for a bit, eyes dancing across the petals. And then she looked up at Danny who was shocked that she was actually responding.
"Danny," she said in a flat voice. She- she said my name…
Sam's brow furrowed as if she was solving a complicated math problem. She was trying to resurface memories from so long ago. And after a good five minutes of silence, she finally spoke. "I try to remember you, Danny. But I just can't. I really don't know who you are."
The halfa bit his lip and slowly nodded. "I want to show you something." He looked around the deserted front of the school and let two blinding white rings form around his waist. They traveled upwards and transformed Danny Fenton into Danny Phantom. Sam's eyes were swimming with confusion and shock. "Relax," Danny whispered. "I'm still me."
He gently wrapped his arms around Sam's waist and started floating upwards. At first it was a wonderful sensation to Sam, but the higher she got, the more uneasy she felt. Ever since she had woken up in that hospital room, she had an inexplicable fear of heights. And the fact that this 'Danny' boy was a ghost…how could she trust him?
Sam began to squirm in Danny's grip and said uneasily. "Put me down. Please put me down. Put me down!"
Danny looked into her eyes. "Samantha Ida Manson, I promise to you that I will never let you fall."
And although Sam felt the uncontrollable urge to leap onto a rooftop and stay there until someone rescued her, there was something so comforting, familiar, and sweet about those words…she had to trust this mysterious boy.
Danny gently looped in the sky and stared into Sam's eyes once more. They had changed since the accident, but they were still beautiful to him. "I know you don't know who I am, but Sam, I'm your best friend. And I'll always stand by you."
Sam blinked back at Danny as they drifted through the late afternoon sky. I there any hope in getting Sam back, or am I just being stupid? In a desperate attempt to make Sam remember, he leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her lips. At first Sam was absolutely stunned, but the kiss was so gentle and kind she returned it back. They locked in that kiss for what seemed like an eternity, and when Danny drew back, Sam was craving for more.
"Danny Fenton," she finally said. "My ghost boy."