Chapter Three - Your's Forever

Disclaimer: I dont not own Danny Phantom, the State of Kansas, The Kansas Fair (I'm not even 100% sure it actually exists), or anything else mentioned in this story... except for Mamaw, Jesse Hilton (mine!), Milly the Rough Collie, the story (along with its awesome-sauce plot, etc.), and the awesome invention of a giant DP stuffed plushie that is winable at your local annual fair! xD hehe, we wish! 3

(Hey guys! Now, I know that I have absolutely NO excuse for not being on here for such a long time. When I looked at my most recent activity on the site, I wuz like "Since August? Rly!" Anywho, I have finished another chapter of "I Envy Your Mamaw" for you guys! Hope you enjoy it! And please review! xD)

Previously on "I Envy Your Mamaw":

"You two lovebirds have fun while we went to McDonald's?" he teased us.

"NO!" We both said in unison... again.

"Riiiight." he laughed, sitting at the foot of his bed, which was smartly placed in-between Sam and I's beds.

'Thanks, Mamaw.' I thought sarcastically.

"Whatever." I shrugged.

"You know what?" Tucker asked us.

"What?" I asked.

"..."

Danny's P.O.V.:

"I want to an uncle and all just as much as the next guy, but I think it's a little too early for that idea." Tucker announced, knowing that it would definately effect us. And that's what he loved to do... mess with our minds.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh..." I just stood there, face paled and mind un-coordinated. Sam was quiet, but I couldn't see if she was in any way shocked as I was.

"You agree?" Tuck asked us. Only silence. "Well then... you two are gonna have to watch out for me, I'm gonna be on the look out so that Danny doesn't sneak outa his side of the room."

30 minutes later...

Tucker was asleep, in the position only Tucker could manage, snoring. He had passed out maybe twenty minutes ago. Poor Tucker would never even see it coming. I carefully krept out of my bed, and crawled quietly over to Sam's side of the room. She looked so peacefull. Like an Angel. I smiled as the farmiliar warm feeling caught me off-gaurd once again. But that's what you get for being in love with the most perfect human being ever known to have existed.

Not wanting to disturb her, I crawled over to the other side of her bed, where I pulled the blanket down and snuck into bed with her. These nights I just couldn't fall asleep without her warm body next to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist, oblivious to the fact that she was awake from my "Oh so stealthy" crawling.

She suddenly turned her head around behind her left shoulder to look at me, which alarmed me a bit.

"Sorry for waking you." I apologized.

"Oh, Danny. Don't apologize, I've been awake this whole time. Only Tucker can fall asleep this fast."

I smiled, cuddling my face with hers like a little kitten, purring. "I love you." I told her.

"Who doesn't?" she giggled softly. "I love you too." We cuddled for a little while, until we both fell alseep, curled up in eachother's arms.

I felt safer with her than I ever could with any of my fighting skills. It was because she was Sam. Only Sam could tame the fire inside my heart. And only she could ever ride the wild stallion bareback and manage to steer him the way she wants to go. Our bodies were pressed up against eachother so close, I could feel her heartbeat and the constant rhythm of her breathing. It was then, when I actually realized how lucky I was to have her in my life. No one could ever replace her.

I closed my eyes, falling asleep to the soft beating of her heart.

The Next Morning:

"Danny... Sam, wake up you two." whispered Mamaw. I opened my eyes slowly, all of it a blur. When my eyesight focused, I saw a rather surprized Mamaw, staring me right in the eye.

"Morning, Mamaw." I yawned, taking my arm off of Sam's waist.

"Danny..." the older woman started sternly.

"Mhm?" I yawned some more, obviously still sleepy. All my grandmother had to do was stare me in the eyes, country style, and I immediately knew.

"Uhhh... Mamaw, I can promise you, it's not what it looks like." I almost pannicked, shocked that she would think such a thing.

"I ain't talkin 'bout that, Danny-boy, I'm talkin about you not following my orders and leavin your half of the room." she raised an eyebrow at me.

"Oh. hehe... Sorry, Mamaw, it won't happen again." I assured her.

"Yes it will." she said simply, knowing that I also knew it was the truth.

"I know..." I admitted softly.

"I'm fine with it, just as long as you don't go past what level you were on yesterday." she smiled as Mamaw would.

"Yes, Mamaw, I promise." I told her, smiling. Just then, the warm body next to me started to stur. I looked down at her, my heart falling to bits with how beautiful she looked right then. Her eyes fluttered open like a little butterfly, and she smiled at me once her eyes focused. "Morning, sunshine." I smiled at my Sam, giving her a little peck on the forehead.

"Hey you." she just about giggled. "Oh, hi Ms. Lee."

"Mornin', Sam. Don't haveta call me that, darlin'. I'm Mamaw to you now, am I right? Afterall, you are almost to be my granddaughter." she winked at her, girl to girl. Sam smiled at her.

The morning went by like it was nothing. It was almost time to leave for the Annual Kansas State Fair. We all took a shower before we left, got dressed (duh), ate breakfast, and got in the car. It was about an hour drive. We had a lot of catching up to do. Mamaw told me about her new garden, and what happened last year at the fair, even about her Collie named Milly having pups soon.

When we arrived at the fair, things were just about to start. Not many people where there yet, making it the perfect time to arrive if you don't want to get squished in the giant crowds. We stayed together in a group, until Sam spotted a giant Danny Phantom plushie in a game. She dragged me along with her. It turned out that it was one of those hammer games, where you have to hit the scale your hardest to win something. Well, clever Sam and all didn't have to do it herself, because she had a strong 15-year-old guy with her to do it for her. Smart girl.

I hit the scale with not that much effort at all, and it hit the top with a loud ring. Looks like all that ghost fighting payed off. Atleast for Sam. She was jumping for joy when the man at the stand handed her the stuffed animal of me. She sqealed and hugged it like it was her new best friend. Then she ran up to me and glomped me, sqealing just as much, following a cute little kiss. Well, I guess that was my reward then.

We continued to walk around together, me holding the life-size plush of myself. There were darts, which Sam scored at, these weird ladies that claimed of being phsycic, and all those crazy things. But one that caught my attention, was a rather large-looking dirt-paved arena, with cow pens and bleachers. Now this looked interesting...

We walked up to the place together, and I decided to sign up.

"Danny, are you crazy! You could get hurt!" cried Sam as I started to fill out the sign-up paper.

"Sam, nothing bad's gonna happen, okay? I promise." She didn't look very sure. But she didn't say anything about it after that.

When they gave me the appropriate gear, I got dressed and went to get in line. But before I did so, I walked up to a very sad-looking Sam. She looked like she was worried sick. I embraced her in a firm hug, and brought her chin up with my index finger, making her look into my eyes.

"Hey..." I said sweetly. "Everything's going to be fine, Sammy...I promise." I told her, and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. "I promise."

"Be careful!" Sam shouted out as I walked away, towards the line. I was number 4 out of 19, so I was pretty close to being up. Once I stood in the line, I turned around to look at Sam, who still had that worried look on her face. But when she saw how happy I was, she made herself smile and yell out, "Go get 'em Tiger!" I winked and she laughed.

As the line was forming with cowboys from all over the state and beyond, I saw something I didn't want to see. It was him. Him. Jesse Hilton. My enemy ever since the world had discovered my secret... maybe even before then. You see, Jesse had had a crush on Sam since 7th grade. And he was jealous of me having ghost powers and being all (insert mocking Jesse's voice here) "snobby". And even worse, he hated me for having Sam. He wanted her for himself. But he knew that was never going to happen. Because of this, he settled on his dark ways, turned violent, and developed a strong hatred towards me, as well as Sam.

And to why he was here, in Kansas, and not in Ohio? His father lives here, he goes and visits him almost every Summer, so I really don't know how it was surprizing to me that he was here.

"Hilton." I told him in a voice of hatred.

"Fenton." He snapped right back at me.

It was silent for a moment, as we stared at eachother. Then, I snapped. "Listen here, Jesse." I spat at him. "If you even THINK, about going anywhere near Sam, you're dead meat." I added darkly, slightly growling at him.

"That's not what you have to worry about, Danny." he growled back. I didn't talk after that, but instead kept an eye on him. I was getting uneasy when I was about go up.

'What's he up to? Oh God, I hope he doesn't hurt Sam while I'm in the ring.' I worried.

"Number 4!" yelled a deep country-accented voice. It was my time to shine. But I was going to have to keep an eye on Jesse, too. I walked up to the man who had called my number, and he told me what was going to happen. "Hey! You're Danny Phantom! Think you could sign an autograph?" he asked. And like the person I am, I signed it for him. He thanked me, and continued. "Ok Danny, here's how this thing works. You're going to be put on the back of a bull, and as soon as it's released, it's gonna do anything and everything it can to get you off of it. You need to try and stay on for atleast 7 seconds, okay? Nothing the famous Danny Phantom can't do!" he smiled. "The last three guys before you couldn't last more than 5 seconds on that baby, so don't worry bout it." he winked.

"Thanks!" I smiled and walked over to the pen where the bull was held captive. I turned my head over my shoulder to shoot one last menacing glance at Jesse, who was standing exactly where he had before. I snorted at him like the crazed up, testosterone-filled male I was.

Two guys helped me up onto the giantly-built bull, and might I say, I wish I had muscles like that! They were counting down, and the next thing I knew, I was being thrown around like a ragdoll! It was the craziest roller-coaster ride I've ridden in my entire life! The bull dove left, then right, jumped around, bucking and trying to kick me off. I was holding onto the rope (tied around the bull's chest) for dear life! It was everywhere, dust was flying! The angry snorts just intimidated me more. The beast ended up throwing my hat off of my head, and I managed to catch it just in the nick of time! One hand holding the hat balancing it like it were key to my survival, and the other holding on tight to the girth rope, I thought I was a goner for sure. But it was when I turned my eyes to Jesse when the bull caught me off-gaurd. He dodged to the side swiftly, which resulted in me slipping off of his back! He was thrasing around violently, but I kept holding onto the rope the best I could. And it was enough to please the crowd. I didn't count, but I knew for a fact that it was longer than 7 seconds.

When I saw Jesse leave the line, and head towards Sam's direction, only what could've happened to her was on my mind. I knew that I needed to let go, and that it was going to hurt, and bad. But I had to do it, for Sam's sake.

I let go of the rope, finally giving up, as the bull threw me to the ground with a force so powerful, it knocked the wind right out of me. The crowd started to cheer like nobody's business, but I just crept out of the bull's way before it ran me over. As soon as I was far enough away, I got up to my feet and ran like my life depended on it. And my life might as well have depended on it. Not my life, but my life.

I jumped threw the gates and bolted towards the direction I saw him heading towards. I saw him. He was backing Sam up against the back of the bleachers.

"Jesse! Get the hell away from her!' I yelled as I ran towards Sam. The hater turned around and watched me, as I ran infront of Sam to protect her from him and any sick idea he had on his mind. "You get the hell away from her!" I growled in a very low-pitched way.

He just stood there, watching me as if I were no threat to him. My eyes turned green with fury. "I said, get the hell away!" I screamed, shaking the ground with a voilent step towards him as a final warning.

"Hmmph... You win this time, Fenton." he spat at me venemously. "But don't think that I won't be back." he warned.

Once he left, I turned around to see Sam, shaking and scared... almost crying, too. "What did he do to you?" I asked her as I pulled her into a hug, only to have her face bury in my chest and have her start crying. 'Something terrible I bet.' I thought. 'And I wasn't there to protect you.'

I held her in my arms for a bit, let her calm down from whatever trauma he had caused her. When I decided that I wanted to know what he had done, and now, I cupped her chin once again and looked into her teary eyes. "What did he do, Sam?" I asked her, almost crying myself. I was upset. Really upset. I hated seeing Sam like this.

"He... oh, Danny." she almost started crying again.

"What did he do, Sammy? Please tell me." I begged her.

"He... he threatened me that he's going to kill you."

'Kill you'... that's all I needed to hear. I stood there for a second, then embraced Sam in a close hug, my arms wrapped around her small frame protectively.

"I'm not going anywhere, Sammy. I'm your's forever."

(Well, hope you liked this chapter, guys! Please review! I'll love you forever! Plus, I'll get Danny to give each of you guys a hug! How great is that! xD haha, have a good... uh... night, guys! xD)