A/N:

This would have been published earlier this week, but I was at Disney World for the Halloween Party and that, dear readers, is a ridiculously long drive. I promised that I would have this finished by the end of October, though I am not necessarily sure I can make that deadline because I have a 10-hour-shift starting in about an hour. It's cool though because I'm off work again tomorrow and will have plenty of time to finish and publish the last chapter of Valentine's Resolutions, along with some other things I have been working on.

Guest- F: I'm glad I have updated this, too! I am actually thoroughly pleased with this fic, so I would hate for it to be left unfinished. Thank you so much for the kind words! That is exactly what I was going for, so I am glad that you see it that way, too!

Crascutin Fanfiction: No, thank you for reviewing! It means a lot to me to know what people think of my stories! As far as the surprise goes, that will be saved for the next and final chapter. ;)

ShadowDragon357: Ha, if you had written this months ago my reply would have been, "I kind of wonder that, too." Luckily, I have had plenty of time to think it through.

I'm not as pleased with this chapter compared to the previous chapters, but I still thought this was pretty good. I hope you guys enjoy this, and be sure to let me know what you think!

The two teens glided in the sky above Amity Park at a steady pace, neither one saying a word as they relished in the feeling of the cool, crisp evening air around them. The atmosphere was as calm as ever as the stars above the pair began to slowly make their presence known, adding to the serenity of it all. Despite the peaceful setting, Danny felt anything but relaxed as he fought to keep his nerves at bay.

Everything is going to be all right, Fenton. Just chill out, he mentally prepped while feeling Sam tightening her hold on his waist, causing the halfa to do the same. It's just Sam. Your best friend, Sam. This is going to work out just fine.

Occasionally, the white-haired male would steal quick glances at his long-time best friend and feel his confidence shift back and forth like a seesaw on a children's playground. The idea of confessing his feelings and putting everything on the table only seemed to make his anxiety grow more and more. What if he read too much into their moments? What if she only kind of liked him, but not enough to give a romantic relationship a chance? What if all of this just blew up in his face? If she rejected his feelings, would she give up their friendship? Or continue on with the friendship – albeit their friendship would be much more awkward – out of pity? But… What if Sam says yes?

It was the last question that stumped Danny the most. What if Sam did say yes? Will this change everything? Could things possibly work out between he and the girl who has been around for almost his entire life? Is he sure he wanted to take this step with someone so irreplaceably important to him?

Glancing again at the gothic girl in question nearly made the halfa's heart stop as he saw two deep, amethyst eyes already staring back at him. Sam must have been just as lost in thought as he was a moment ago, considering she had not yet noticed his green eyes observing her as if she were the most ravishing girl on the planet.

To Danny, she was exactly that and so much more. Even with her hair blowing manically in the wind, he still thought Sam looked more beautiful than ever. Hell, she could be covered in ectoplasm with tentacles growing out of her forehead and Danny would still think of the petite goth in his arm as the most alluring girl in both the human world and the Ghost Zone. He didn't think anything could change his mind, not that he hadn't tried before.

For the longest time, Danny would try anything to free both his mind and heart of his feelings for Sam. He would date other girls in an attempt to force himself into falling for someone else, which did not happen in the slightest. He would tell himself time and time again that she didn't feel the same way, but it was hard whenever a tender moment was shared between the two (which happened a lot more often ever since their shared kiss at the beginning of the year). He even once tried to envision all of the brutal ways her father would kick his ass if he were to so much as look at her the wrong way, but even Mr. Manson's most daunting threats weren't enough to give the male teen a change of heart.

An image of the poised and polished Jeremy Manson comedically raising his fist in anger flashed through Danny's mind, causing the halfa to accidentally let out a short, nervous chuckle. This did not go unnoticed by Sam - who most likely assumed the chuckle was directed at her self for staring at her friend so intently – as a faint blush welcomed itself to her pale cheeks. The raven-haired girl gave a shy smile so contagious that Danny couldn't help but smile back.

It was at this moment that an idea entered the male teen's head as he abruptly halted their flight. The look of confusion that appeared on his companion's face only made his grin widen as he turned their position upright, grabbing Sam's other hand while making sure his grip on her waist was sturdy enough. Now it looked like the two were standing on air as they floated just far enough from Fenton Works that his parents would not see.

"Danny, what are you doing?" Sam asked, though the confusion in her voice was laced with a hint of curiosity. "I thought we were going to the Ghost Zone? You know, for your top-secret resolution that you refuse to tell me about?"

"We are," he fought back a smirk while intertwining their fingers. "I just realized that I owed you a dance for making you get ready and dragging you with me to the Ghost Zone."

"A dance, huh?" Sam snorted as she bemusedly watched his eyes flash briefly. "And what if people see us – Sam Manson, resident goth and 'Inviso-Bill,' the town's personal hero – dancing together in the sky?"

"I say we give them a reason to watch."

And with that, the two began to rapidly twist and turn, though it was mostly Danny leading while ensuring that both of Sam's feet rested carefully upon his own to keep her balanced. It was a completely reckless thing to do, he realized as the swirled elegantly in the open air, but hearing the giggles sneak out of her soft lips made everything worth it. All he could focus on was he and Sam in that very moment. The way their bodies nearly pressed against one another so perfectly; the way heat was somehow radiating between the two despite the chill of the wind flowing by them.

Nothing else seemed to matter. Nothing but his determination to keep that smile on Sam's face for as long as he could. Nothing but leading her higher in the sky as they danced their impromptu dance. Nothing else, except for perhaps his sudden need to close what little space was left between their bodies.

Danny slowed their movements, but just idly spinning with the girl of his dreams. If he could see his own face, he would swear that it copied the same look of contentment that was currently adorning Sam's. Untwining their hands, the halfa moved a stray strand of hair that managed to find its way to her cheek while trying his hardest not to caress said cheek.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you looked tonight?"

Being the Sam he knew and loved, she seemed to decide that the best response for such a compliment was her trademark sarcasm, "I figured that I must have looked somewhat okay considering how much you spaced out earlier. I still can't believe you had to check for drool."

"If I looked half as good as you do, you'd be a lot more understanding of my spacing out, thank you very much," he defended sheepishly. "Were you dressing up to impress anyone in particular tonight?"

A cackle escaped her throat as the goth rolled her eyes, "You know, I was just about to ask you the same thing. Was that a new suit I saw earlier, or have I inherited my grandmother's vision?"

Nodding, Danny wrapped his other arm around her waist, thus bringing the short girl closer, "You can't expect me to go to a dance with a cute girl without at least trying to look the part. Besides, I think I did pretty well, if I may say so myself."

"You may," she mused while moving her arms to rest around his neck. "But don't think that flattery is going to get you out of telling me what your resolution is. You promised, mister."

"I know I did, and I'll tell you when we get there, miss," he chortled as the two slowly floated back down to earth. "I couldn't spend the evening without at least one dance."

"'At least one dance,'" she cocked her eyebrow at his words. "How many surprise dances should I be expecting, ghost boy?"

Shrugging in response, Danny scoped out a good place to land so that he could change back to his human counterpart. "I dunno' yet. We'll just have to wait and see," he answered while bringing the pair to an empty alleyway.

"If only your answers were as good as your dancing skills," Sam mused.

"If only," Danny agreed while sticking out his tongue, successfully causing Sam to once again laugh at his goofiness. "We'll have to walk the rest of the way. Every night around this time, my parents turn on the 'Fenton Ghost Alarm System and Clock Radio'."

Luckily, Sam knew better than to question his parents' antics because even Danny himself would not have been able to answer it. Instead, a comfortable silence filled the air as the teens landed firmly on the ground. Danny didn't waste a minute in changing back, lest someone suddenly walk by and question why the resident hero was practically hugging a human girl.

"So, how do you plan on us slipping past your parents?" Sam asked as she stepped off his feet, but continued to hang on to the halfa. It seemed as though she was as reluctant as Danny to let go.

"The F-G-A-S-C-R is kind of like an alarm clock, but they took the 'alarm' part to heart… It's in their room, on their nightstand. The lab should be clear for a little while."

Nodding, Sam gingerly let go of the taller teen, though not without surprising the male with a small kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, you know, for the dance."

"You're welcome," Danny breathed out as he followed the girl who stole his heart.

Yes, this is definitely worth it.