AN: So it's been a few days. Work kicked my ass. But I'm doing as much as I can with what time I have! There might even be two chapters this week instead of just one random one. Enjoy the read and thanks for the Follows and Favorites!

With Sam;

"Samantha, honey? You need to come down, it is time for breakfast!" Sam's mom yells up from the bottom of the stairs to Sam's room. Sam rolls over and groans while gripping her phone hoping for a new message from Danny. I know I said I needed a break but I still want to have him as a friend, he's like a brother to me. Maybe I should tell him that I want to talk and tell him what I've realized? Nah, he can make the first move, after all I was justified. Sam, finishing her inner monologue, grabs a tank top and some shorts before heading down to breakfast. I wonder what Tucker is doing today. Probably mayoral duties. How to spend my Saturday… "... does that work Samantha?"

"Huh, what? I'm sorry I was lost in my thoughts," Sam said as she looked up towards her mother's worried look. "I was asking if we could go shopping instead of you going to hang out with that Fenton boy and Tucker and I'd buy you something from that goth store you like," Sam's mom said.

"Oh yeah, sure mom, I broke up with Danny yesterday anyway and Tucker is probably wrapped up in Mayor stuff. Shopping I guess could be fun," Sam agreed as her mother grinned.

Fenton-Works: Danny and Amber;

"Yo Dipstick, what is the new fun activity in this place? It's been a long ass time since I've been 'alive' so I have no fucking idea what people do anymore," Amber asked as she walked across the hall into my room to see me sprawled out on my bed still. "You alright there?"

"I'm alright Ember. I mean Amber. Fuck it you know what I mean," I tell her, wanting to be left alone. "I'm not one of the cool kids at school, or, at least I used to be a loser. The most me, Tucker and s-Sam did was either watch movies, play some video games and go to the mall. When we weren't fighting ghosts that is," I say, sighing as my voice cracks on Sam's name. Damn, I figured I'd be better by now. It's not like we can't still be friends. She is one of the only two best friends I fucking have.

"Still hurting? I kinda understand cause of shit that happened to me the first time I was alive. Damn that is strange to say," Amber admits as she sits down on the edge of my bed. I roll over and sit up to look her in her eyes. "He was the star jock at the school at the time, everyone wanted to be with him. I was a nobody, no one hardly knew my name. So when he came up to me and asked to go the movies, I said yes. There was my biggest crush, ever, asking me out! I showed up in the best dress I had that my mom would let me wear and waited, and waited. I was there for almost five fucking hours. I kept thinking that he was late and he'd have a great story to explain why. I finally realized I had been the butt of a joke and ran home crying. My parents had left on a business call and had left me something in the stove. I, of course didn't know that so I didn't even think to check and make sure everything was off. All I know is I wanted to be known, to have someone recognize me as someone instead of just another random person you see everyday. Which is why when I woke up in the Zone I saw my guitar, and Clockwork helping get used to being dead. I looked at the time-orb he had and saw that I was killed by the stove burning the house down. So I decided I would use the guitar and a new name to become what I wanted most," Amber said as she stared off into space, lost in a time long past. I gaped, open mouthed, as she poured out her story.

"Damn Amber, I'm so sorry. That guy was an asshole. I'd never do that to you," I tell her confidently. "And to be perfectly honest the only reason I became a Halfa instead of a full ghost was because I needed to protect my friends both from a threat no one knew about at the time and at school from Dash. I think it affected the process, along with Clockwork, and instead of dying fully I just became a Halfa, allowing me both worlds to do what I needed," I tell her. After that story I definitely feel safe telling her my half-death story.

"Who knew, the Dipstick was a hero even before the powers," Ember smirked as she transformed into her ghost-half. "Want to go for a fly? It might help both of us get out of the past."

"I'm down for that," I smile as I transform and yell down to my mom that we were going out.

….

"So that was fun, I totally won the race though!" I laugh as we land behind the mall and transform back. "Want to head in? We've got some cash for food and some purchases thanks to mom and our publicity," I ask Amber.

"Sure! Sounds like fun! I let you win by the way, I was holding back the last quarter mile to make you feel good," Amber says cockily as we head into Amity Park Mall. "Hehe sure ya did Em, we can race back later," I tell her as I stop at the food court to get myself a burger and Amber a hotdog. "After we eat where do you want to go next? There is the game store, multiple shopping opportunities if you want, and of course there is the goth store if you want more clothing closer to your ghost form," I inform Amber as we eat.

"Hold the fuck up a sec babypop, what the hell did you just call me?" She asks, shocked. Shit I said it out loud. "Uh, Em?" I retort, cringing, waiting for a whack on my head. "I've never had a nickname before, I guess you can call me that, if you have to," Amber says, blushing cutely. Wait the fuck up, did I just think that was cute? What the fuck. I shake my head to clear my thoughts as we finish our food.

"I am just glad you didn't hit me," I tell her honestly as we walk over to the escalator to go to the goth store. As we get close I hear a very familiar voice say, "C'mon mom you said one item! This is one item!" I hear Sam say. "Yes well that one item is extremely revealing! Pick out something else, please Samantha!" We hear from her mother.

"Damn, I can't fucking believe she got her mom to even step foot into this store. Her mom hates her 'goth streak'," I tell Amber as we walk into the store. She glances over to me and asks, "Are you going to be alright meeting her?" "Yeah, I'll be fine. I wanted to talk to her anyways," I tell her, flashing a grin. We walk in as Sam and her mom are leaving with a purchase. "Hey Sam! Can I talk with you a sec? Go ahead in Em, this won't take long, promise!" I ask Sam as I look back at Amber.

"Sure Danny, I actually need to talk to you too," Sam says as she and I walk a fair distance away. "Go ahead, Sam. Ladies first and all that," I reply cheekily as she chuckles. "I was thinking about what I said last night and I realized that I love you more as a brother than anything else and I hope we can go back to being best friends instead of boyfriend and girlfriend?" She starts out with and I sigh in relief. "I was about to say the same thing. You're like a better, less annoying sister and I want my best friend back!" I smile at her. "Come by for games and pizza tomorrow?" I ask as we hug and I get a confirmation.

"So what's with the "Em" for Amber? You already crushing? Damn, should I be hurt Fenton?" Sam asks as she slugs me in the shoulder. I chuckle at her, "I don't think I am but I'll let it play out and hope for the best." "Fair enough, see y'all both tomorrow and maybe Tuck will surface and manage to stop by too!" Sam calls as she walks away. Little did I know, someone had heard the whole conversation and decided to mess with me.

I go back into the store in search of Amber as I see her come out of a dressing room wearing little more than a sports bra with my Phantom logo on it and extremely short shorts. "Oh hey Dipstick! Like the look?" She smirks as I stop dead. FUCKING HELL I'M GOING TO DIE FULLY. "Dammit Amber! What the hell? I mean, yeah you look fucking drop dead hot but if mom sees this at all we both are going to be in hot water!" I tell her as I quickly push her back into the changing room. "Get changed and lets go!" I tell her through the door as my face heats up. I hear laughter as Amber comes out trying to catch her breath.

"Your face was fucking hilarious! I can't believe that worked!" She cries as I grumble to myself as we walk out of the store. "Oh I wish I got that on film! That shit was comfortable as hell too! Maybe I'll get it as sleepwear," She says suggestively. "Nope! Fuck this shit, I'll see you at home!" I yell as I transform, go invisible and fly away. I manage to hear one last comment before I leave the mall. "Oh well, there will be more time to get to know the hero. He's pretty cute himself too."

AN: Hope you enjoyed the chapter! I might have future lemons or close to lemon scenes. Probably not though. After this story, would anyone be interested if I started a HP fic next? Leave a review with your thoughts!