Sam's POV
I lie awake in bed, remembering our most recent ghost fight. It was against Skulker. That green midget is starting to figure out that going after Tucker and me is a surefire way to get Danny's attention. We're Danny's greatest weakness, but we're also his greatest strength. Anyway, Skulker attacked me and Danny went ballistic. I was not hurt, but Danny didn't know that right away. He beat the snot out of Skulker and sucked him into the Fenton Thermos. Tucker got to me before Danny did.
I will never forget the look on Danny's face. It was a mix of horror and concern. I was fine, but Danny said he would fly me home. So we said good-bye to Tucker and Danny flew me home. I always feel safe with Danny just by being around him. Tonight I could feel something different. I felt so relaxed that I started to doze in his arms. I could feel his muscles ripple with power when he adjusted his grip. I heard him chuckle when he saw I was half-asleep. I could feel his protectiveness as it radiated from his aura. I could fall asleep and have nothing to fear. When we entered my room, he immediately placed me on my bed.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Sam," he had whispered, unsure if I was completely asleep.
Now I lie awake in bed, wishing he was here.