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Sooo this is chapter two.

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Nightmares

Chapter Two: The Calm Before The Storm

"Danny? Danny, wake up. Please, Danny, wake up!"

Danny groaned. Sam was being so loud; he had been sleeping, after all. Why is she being so loud?

"Danny! Will you wake up? I know you're awake, Freak Show made Desiree put us in some wierd alternate universe!"

His eyes snapped open. Sam's face was above his, worry making her violet eyes sparkle. He sat up, glancing around as he did. He spotted Tucker, Jazz, and Valerie a few feet away; Tucker seemed to be talking very quickly to Valerie, who was staring at Danny. Jazz was holding on to Valerie's shoulders.

"She kind of...went bezerk just now," Sam murmured. "You flashed from Phantom to Fenton in front of her. She nearly strangled you."

"Oh. Good." Danny rolled his eyes, before flashing an apologetic smile at Valerie.

"I don't like you," She snarled.

"Great," Danny sighed, turning back to Sam. "Any idea where we are?" he asked her.

She shook her head. "Not a clue."

"Perfect," He stood, offering his hand to Sam and pulling her to her feet as well. "Listen, Valerie," He said as they approached. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...to ruin your life or anything like that. What happened that day was an accident, you've got to know that I would never, ever do anything like that on purpose..."

She scowled at him. "You know what? ...whatever," She shoved Jazz's hands off of her shoulders. "When we get back to Amity, you're gonna get your butt kicked."

"But, until then, we're calling a truce," Tucker said quickly. He gave Valerie a look that said 'go with it, please' before continuing. "Okay, anyone have any ideas on where...exactly...we are?"

No one spoke.

"Okay...how about how to get out of here?"

Sam cleared her throat. "Well...you all heard Freak Show. 'I wish they would experience each of their personal nightmares together.' So, we're all going to experience each of our worst nightmares,"

The other four remained mute, their eyes widening in fear. "To...together?" Jazz squeaked.

Sam nodded gravely. "And I think they only way we're going to get out of here is by confronting them," She looked at each of them slowly, directly in the eyes. "We're going to face our worst nightmares. Our greatest fears will come to life. But we can't be afraid of them."

"How are we supposed to not be afraid of our greatest fears?" Tucker demanded.

"How are you supposed to be afraid?" Sam countered, rounding on him. "You, Tucker, are Danny Phantom's best friend. You fight ghosts every other day, for crying out loud. Dangerous, blood-thirsty ghosts. And yet, you're afraid?"

Tucker dropped his gaze to the ground. He shuffled his feet and muttered, "S'not the same as my fear..."

"Who cares?" Sam said sharply. "Tucker, more than just getting out is at stake here."

"What do you mean?" Valerie asked.

"Our fears and nightmares are going to come to life. Meaning they will physically exist. Meaning they can cause physical damage."

"So...so you're saying that...we could...get hurt?" Jazz whispered.

"Get hurt. Die." Sam shrugged. "But that's only if we refuse to confront them. We have to face them head on. It's the only way."

Danny stared at her as she spoke. He'd never seen this side of her before. She looked so strong, so incredibly determined. Well, he thought, I have seen this before, when she helps me ghost fight. But I've never seen this much strength...

"It won't start until tomorrow. We need to make shelter, get some sleep," She set off, and Danny noticed his surroundings for the first time. They were standing in the clearing of a forest; the setting sun was blocked by the branches of towering trees above their heads. Dead leaves crunched beneath their feet, and in the distance, the sound of a small river trickling by reached their ears.

They split up, rooting around the forest floor for logs to be used as pillows for the night, and for deadened branches for firewood. Danny waited until the other three were out of sight, before catching up with Sam.

"Sam!" He called when he reached her. "How...how did you know all of that? About the nightmares and stuff,"

She smiled. "I'm a goth. I have to know about nightmares, fear, and how they work. It's...kind of in the job description."

He gulped. "Are you nervous?"

"About what?"

"Your...your nightmare. Everyone seeing it,"

She hesitated. "If...if I'm right," She whispered, closing her eyes and holding the branches in her arms closer to her chest, "no one will have to see it but me,"

"How is that possible? We're all experiencing everything together,"

"I know," She whispered. "It's...hard to explain," She sighed and opened her eyes, looking up at him sadly. "But I could be wrong,"

They ambled slowly back to the clearing, talking quietly. Tucker and Valerie were sitting beside a make-shift fire, leaning on the same log. They both turned and looked at the two when they reached earshot.

"You guys brought more firewood? Perfect," Valerie said, standing quickly and taking the wood from Sam. "Seen Jazz around?"

"I'm here," Jazz called. She was rolling two logs out from the trees.

"Jazz, why are you here? I mean, why were you in the library?" Danny asked, running to help her push the logs.

"Well, mom and dad were going nuts trying to figure out where you were, so they sent me to the school to pick you up," She said, wiping sweat off her brow. "Believe me, I would much rather be at home right now,"

Danny snorted.

"I think we all would, Jazz," Sam said, rolling her eyes.

The five teenagers sat around the fire for another hour or so, talking gravely about the events that would be occuring in the near future.

After Jazz, Tucker, and Valerie had dozed off, Danny turned to Sam. She had been quiet for some time, staring blankly into the fire.

"You okay?" Danny whispered, scooting closer to her. They were leaning on the same log, sitting so close he could feel the heat radiating from her legs.

She jumped and blinked, turning to look at him. "I'm...I'm okay," She whispered back. He saw her shiver.

"Here," He murmured. He pulled off the red and black checkered jacket he had been wearing; it was his favorite article of clothing. It had been a birthday gift from his parents. He wore it everywhere, no matter how hot. But he gladly handed it to Sam, who thanked him and wrapped it around her body. The jacket was huge on her small frame; she had to roll the sleeves three times in order to poke her hands out.

"You should get some sleep," She whispered, snuggling into the jacket. "Big day tomorrow. We're gonna need our strength,"

Danny nodded. He slid further down the log, shifting his body until he was semi-comfortable. He watched Sam do the same through his lashes, before drifting to sleep.

Yay for filler chapters.

Chapter three...the action starts there.

*yawn* Alright peoples. I'm going night night now.

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