Upon request by my lovely friend, Karliegh, I am now going to do a Danny Phantom story. Yes, it will be multi-chapter, and yes I am slacking on my other story, Mortal Dreams. I have it written on paper, I'm just too lazy to type it out.

Disclaimer: Let's see now, if I owned Danny Phantom, do you honestly think I'd be trying to impress you with a fanfiction? No, didn't think so.

Chapter 1: Four Years too far

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You'll find out what this one's for

Who can say if your love groves,
As your heart chose, only time?
And who can say where the road goes
Where the day flows, only time?

Who knows? Only time
Who knows? Only time

*~Only Time by Enya

Too much time had passed, and too little had changed, in Sam's opinion. And everyone knew how Sam viewed her opinions, but this time seemed different. Father Time and Lady Fate weren't listening to her, and it was beginning to irritate her. She could almost make an outline of how the day would go, and she was bored enough to do it.

5:30 am – Get woken up by Mom's high-pitched voice.

"SAMMYKINS!!!!"

Sam wanted very badly for some breed of ghost to suddenly crash into her room, at least that way she didn't have to put up with her mother's whiny tone. She tried to push her head deeper into the pillow, only to get her mother's newly manicured nails clawing at her leg. Sam groaned. "Okay, mother! I'm UP!" She snapped.

"Well, someone's not a morning person." Her mother sniffed before leaving the room.

"How could I have been born into a family of freaky morning people?!" Sam yelled before slamming her door. Besides, it's hard to sleep when your best friend is fighting a ghost outside your bedroom window.....

6:00 am – Get kicked out of your own home

"Have a nice day, dear!"

"And be productive, Samantha!"

How supportive........... Sam thought as she was literally thrown from her home. Her black army boots caught on the first step and she tripped, falling flat on the ground. Or, rather........on something.....er.........someone.

"Oof!" The boy beneath Sam groaned as she moved her hand to his back.

"O! Danny! I'm sorry!" Sam hurriedly got off her blue-eyed best friend. He just chuckled and rolled over, propping himself up on his elbows.

"Naw, its fine. There's not much you could do to me after getting attacked by Skulker while I was sleeping." He mused before standing up, brushing his jeans off. Sam smiled and nodded.

"So, what we doing today?" She asked, hands on her hips.

"Besides working as at our old school?" Danny chuckled again. "Being graduated is really different."

"Yeah, it is. But at least we get paid to put up with Lancer this time." Sam mused before walking towards Casper High. Danny nodded and linked her arm in his. Sam smiled and they continued walking.

6:45 am – Get distracted by one of three things: ghost, Tucker, or Danny's stomach.

"Is that an earthquake or did you not eat this morning?" Sam teased. Danny fake pouted. Sam's own stomach growled a little and Danny poked Sam's side.

"I happen to know you haven't eaten. So, why does my stomach roar and yours just purrs?" He asked.

Sam laughed and returned his poke, only to rediscover that his cloths hid how hard his chest really was. "Because, I'm not a growing boy. How about we go to the Nasty Burger and drop in on Tuck?" She said.

"I really don't care. It's food. I could care less who works there." Danny said before leaning heavily on Sam.

"What are you doing?!" She said.

"Can't. Walk. Too. Hungry....." He said, putting more and more weight on her with each passing word.

Sam laughed and dropped him. "Can't. Hold. Up. Best. Friend. Too. Heavy." She said, in the exact same exhausted voice he had. He laughed with her and suddenly picked her up bridal style.

"I can't walk. You can't carry me. We'll compromise. I'll carry you and you enjoy what I'm about to do." He said, smirking wildly. Before Sam could stop him, the two extremely familiar rings of energy surrounded his body.

Cold air embraced her whole body as she felt him transform. Of course, the rings had no effect on her, other then making her very cold, but it was still weird to be in his arms when he transformed. Then she felt the air rushing past her, and realized they were flying. A rather loud laugh came from her mouth as she clung to his neck. Without realizing it, Danny smiled. He really liked that sound.

7:30 am – Finally leave the Nasty Burger, and head to work.

"Bye, Tuck!" Danny and Sam called to the African American boy who stood at the cash register. He smiled and waved at the two. "Don't forget to pick me up when you're done!" He called. Danny's hand waved, showing he had heard and taken mental note of what his other best friend said.

"Hey, Sam?" Danny asked.

"Hmmm?" She said, digging into the specialty dessert Tucker made for her every time she came in. It was Ultro-recyclo Vegetarian approved; cost her a whopping $25 dollars extra to get them to make it for her and it was good.

"How come you've got a job, even though you're the richest girl in Amity?" He asked. Sam stopped, spoon half-way to her mouth and put the spoon back in the cold white mess. "I don't know, I guess I want to earn my own money, rather then using my parents'." She shrugged. "I also want to hang out with my best friends instead of spending all my time at home hearing my mother complain about my cloths and my father's constant nagging about marrying some high-ranking official." She said before returning to her dessert.

"High-ranking official, huh?" Danny asked, very amused. "I could set you up with Pariah Dark. That's about as high-ranking as you can get. He is a king after all." He watched as Sam choked on her food and proceeded to glare at him.

"I've been engaged to ghostly royalty before. Never. Again." She said, shaking. "Although, it would be better then some of the fossils my parents recommend." She said, more to herself then anything. Danny, however, had to comment. "I thought that was illegal............." Sam shrugged.

"It is, in America. But my parents don't seem to care, and those old geezers don't seem to mind." She said, shuddering.

8:25 am – Clock in to work and proceed to Mr. Lancer's room.

"We get paid to do this. We get paid to do this." Sam kept repeating to herself as a couple of Highschoolers proceeded to stare at her. She and Danny were moving a giant cardboard cutout of Hamlet for Lancer's English lecture later that day. Danny just smiled, sometimes using his ghost powers to make it easier on her. He was completely ignoring the fact that he had his own cutout, one of Romeo and Juliet hugging, to help her.

He doesn't have a problem with cardboard. For crying out loud! He throws ghosts three times bigger and heavier then this off his body at least four times a week! No wonder he got fit so fast............. "What are you thinking about?" Danny asked his violet eyed best friend. She jumped a little before returning his look. "Nothing." Danny nodded, not believing but trusting her. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" He asked. "Absolutely. And you know I don't lie to you, right?" She responded. He nodded and helped her put the life-size cardboard Hamlet on the ground in Lancer's room. He put his own cut out down and smiled.

"So, aside from earning our weekly pay, what do you want to do until Tuck's shift ends?" Danny asked. Sam shrugged. "Knowing you, we're gonna end up in a ghost fight before the day is done." She said. Danny laughed and nodded. "Yeah, you're probably right. Hey, Jazz, Tucker and I are gonna map the new region of the Ghost Zone you and I found a week ago. Wanna come?" Danny asked. Sam thought about it. She had nothing else to do. "Sure, I've nowhere to go." She said. Danny smiled and helped her move the props to where Lancer wanted them.

"So, you two finished moving the cut-outs?" Lancer suddenly said from behind them. "Yessir!" The two responded. "Very good. But I just found out that those aren't the ones I'm using. Go and get the ones for Greek Mythology." And with that, Lancer left the room. Sam groaned at the thought of trying to get her arms around a cardboard Hydra. Danny just shrugged. "I'll get them. Just make sure these ones are lying on the ground." Sam watched as his eyes turned bright, glowing green and he dove through the floor. She sighed and kicked the cut-outs on the ground. Sam then sat on the teacher's desk, waiting for the cut-outs to disappear through the floor.

He sure does a lot for me. I don't know what I'd do without him. Life would be a lot harder, I know that. I mean, anyone would be devastated if their best friend just suddenly left. But............I wouldn't be able to live if Danny wasn't around. Is it possible that I love him? Sam's mind rushed through all the memories she had with Danny, from their meeting in the 1st grade, to the present day. She sighed at the warm feeling of happiness and protection that flooded through her. Yes.........I think it is.

3:30 pm – Get dismissed and spend the rest of the day goofing off while Tucker's still at work.

"DANNY!!!" Sam yelled as the ghost closed in on her. Within seconds of her call, a blast of green energy shot the ghost, making Sam safe, for the moment. "Get away from her!" Danny yelled at the giant wolf ghost. It turned to him and snarled, only to get Danny yelling back. The wolf lunged for him; Danny kicked out and caught the wolf's jaw with his foot. The wolf whimpered, Danny had green ectoplasm on his foot. "Go home!" Danny yelled, only to get the wolf tackling him and digging its canines into Danny's shoulder.

"Danny!" Sam yelled as he let out a yell. Danny put both feet on the wolf's chest and shoved it off him, making it crash to earth. Danny brought his hand up to his shoulder, were red blood bled out with neon green ectoplasm. His eyes glowed brighter. "That was not a good choice." He said to the wolf before rushing at it. He slammed into the furry white body, feeling neon blue nails dig into his back. "O, no you don't." Danny said before his eyes glowed blue. Within seconds, the wolf was frozen. Danny huffed as he walked away and fired the Fenton Thermos at it, sucking the wolf in. He limped over to Sam and sat down.

"Danny? Are you okay?" Stupid question, sure, but it was tradition. Danny smiled and nodded. "Liar." Sam said as she watched green and red leak out of his shoulder and back. Danny chuckled and smiled. "So, you gonna sit there, or help me?" He asked. Sam smiled and pulled out her first aid kit. "I don't think an RN knows more about patching you up then me." She mumbled to herself as she began cleaning his wounds. Danny just laughed to himself, inwardly pleased that she patched him up without a second thought. Maybe he should hand wrestle ghosts more.

"There, done. Now, with your ghost DNA, you should heal in about three days. Just take it easy until then." She said. Danny nodded and de-transformed. Sam winced. "Oo. You might want to come over to my house." Danny looked at her questionably until he felt the fact that his shirt was warm, and wet. He nodded and turned back into Phantom. He stood up and picked her up again before flying into the air. Sam watched the earth pass beneath her. All of a sudden she felt her whole body grow extremely cold. She would've cried out from the cold, if it wasn't for the fact that she was used to going through solid objects with Danny. Danny put her down in her room and once again turned human. Sam immediately dived into her drawers and dug through them at a fast rate.

"C'mon, I know they're in here." She mumbled to herself as Danny removed his bloodied shirt and put it in a plastic bag Sam had in her room. "Aha!" Sam exclaimed as she pulled out a pair of Danny's shorts and an overly large black tank top she owned. "Here. The top should fit you. And these are your shorts." She said, handing the stuff to him. "Yeah........how did you get my shorts?" Danny asked. Sam shrugged. "You left them here during one of my medical sessions with your leg." Danny nodded and walked into her bathroom. Sam waited until the she heard the water running to sneak in and take his bloody pants and socks. She put them in the bag with the shirt and walked out, closing the door behind her and walking to the laundry room.

She carefully ran Danny's cloths in the washing machine, using almost twice as much detergent then was needed. She needed to get the blood out, or the cloths would have to be burned. No one needed to know about Danny's secret. No one but her, Tucker and Jazz ever needed to know.

5:00 pm – Tucker calls saying he has to take over some girl's shift. Spend rest of day with Danny.

"So what we watching?" Danny asked. "I don't know. It looked good from the description, but I've never seen it before." Sam said as she put a movie in the DVD player in the theatre room. She sat next to Danny who offered her popcorn. "Where are your parents?" Sam looked at him funny. "You're here." Danny nodded. "O, yeah. When I'm here, your parents aren't." He sighed. He really wanted the Mansons to like him, because he loved their heiress. True, the grandma LOVED him, but the parents didn't. He sighed and leaned back in the chair as the movie started.

It didn't take long for Sam to loose interest. It was a chic flick with minimal action. She occupied herself by staring at Danny. He had really dark hair, a complete contrast to his ghost form. In that form, his hair was snow white, almost silver. She loved both shades, black and white. He had let it grow out a little more now that he was 'on-his-own.' True, he still lived with his parents, but he was more independent. His hair nearly covered his eyes, giving him a mysterious look. And if it was possible, his ice blue eyes had gotten more beautiful, more intense. She felt that he could see right into a person's soul if they looked directly at him.

She smiled when he looked over at her. He smiled back and pretended to snore. Sam nodded but didn't turn the movie off. She just grabbed Danny's arm and put her head on it. He responded by relaxing his arm and curling it just enough for her to be comfortable. She sighed and clung to it, as if he would disappear at any moment; with his life, that could very well happen. Danny knew that, so did she, so in response, he put his face in her hair and breathed in the scent of her shampoo. Both knew their lives together were dependant on whether or not Danny lived to see morning every day. His life was dangerous, and Sam knew one day she may wake up and Danny wouldn't be there anymore.

Both of them feared this, so they tried to stay together as much as possible. Sam felt her consciousness drifting. The last thing she remembered before she fell asleep was thinking: Now I know I can't live without him.