Jazz and Tucker walked ahead, Danny between them. Sam lagged behind making sure Danny didn't fall back down the stairs if one of them tripped or something like that. Sam's chest ached for Danny. they reached the top of the stairs, and none of them said a word. Danny unhooked his arms from behind Tucker and Jazz's neck and sat down on the couch. His eyes drooped and he reclined. Within moments his breaths turned from the frantic sound of adrenaline to the deep snores of sleep. His peaceful face calmed Sam, too.
"Is anyone going to talk about what just happened?" Tucker asked. There was no reply. "Well then..."
Jazz sighed. "It might not be best for Danny to stay here tonight."
"He can stay at my house." Sam and Tucker said in unison.
"You and Danny can stay at my house," Sam said in response to her's and Tucker's identical statements.
"Yeah, that's probably a better idea." Suddenly they all heard footsteps coming from the basement. it seemed that Jazz decided to take charge.
"You guys should go. I'll get some of Danny's clothes and stuff and bring them over later. In response, Sam started shaking Danny's shoulder. He woke up confused and followed Sam as she pulled him by his arm.
"What's going on?" he hadn't remembered yet.

Jazz closed the door behind the trio just as her parents walked into the living room. Without looking at them Jazz walked up the stairs and went into Danny's room. Jazz's mood was sober. She didn't know if her parents had done anything to hurt Danny. All she had seen was Danny scared and hiding in the corner with ectoguns aimed at his head. She decided to set her mind to her task instead of letting her imagination run wild. She opened Danny's drawer and was disgusted at the sorry of state of Danny's folding skills. All of his shirts, even though they were all the same, were in complete disarray. the ones at the bottom were okay enough, but all of the shirts on top seemed like they had just been shoved in without a care, or without the time to. It also seemed that at least half of them were dirty. Jazz made a mental note to scold her brother later and reorganized the drawer. It was almost thirty minutes later before she remembered her task. She was reminded by a quiet knock at the door.
"Mind if I come in?" Maddie's voice asked.

Tucker, Sam, and Danny walked to Sam's house. They made a short stop at Tucker's, then continued on their way.
"Are you okay dude?" Tucker asked. Danny sighed.
"I didn't want them to find out like this." His shoulders were hunched and he looked as if he was holding onto himself for dear life, or was just really cold and without a jacket. Which he was. Danny's jacket was lying with his other thing at the back of Mr. Lancer's classroom.
"Maybe we should wait to talk until we get to my house, we don't want anyone to overhear," Sam interjected as she glared at someone walking on the sidewalk across the street. Danny nodded, but Tucker thought Sam had been a bit rude. He didn't argue, but he wondered what was going through his best friends' heads. Danny was just hunched over now, with his hands in his pockets. Sam, on the other hand, looked like she normally did, even if the frown was a new addition. All of a sudden Danny's ghost sense went off. Sam and Tucker looked at Danny to see what he'd do, but he just shook his head and kept walking. They had almost reached Sam's when the awkward silence became too much for Tucker.
"Let's talk about something, anything!" he threw his hands up in exasperation.
"What do you wanna talk about?" Danny asked and shrugged.
"How about the latest Doomed update, remember how they fixed that "level zero" glitch?"
"Oh yeah." Danny's mood finally started to shift away from that of a kicked puppy. Tucker had successfully managed to take Danny's mind off of the... prior events of the day. Tucker Foley; one, feels; zero.

I noticed that two out of my three reviews -wow, that's a lot for me- said they wanted to see what happened next! So... here is another chapter! More to come! But if you have read here so far, I want to ask something. I had an idea, but I'd like another opinion (Or two!). I'd call the story: Diary of a Goth Girl (Wow, I wonder who that's about!) anyway, the idea is to tell diary entries of Sam's more important moments from the show! So, maybe tell me what you think?