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Past...

Days had passed and Sam was beginning to resemble her old self, her attitude was coming back and her weight was at a more healthy number. She smiled now as she sat in her bed, her eyes glimmering happily as her health had returned.

"I am glad to see that you are smiling now with more than just bones showing in your face," the white haired male said as he sat some food before her. She took what he made, a salad with cherry tomatoes littering the bowl.

"All thanks to you," she said as she took a bite. Dan shook his head as he sat next to her as she licked the ranch from her lips with a chuckle. "Without you I think I would have just..." she faded off because she knew what would have happened had he not come to her aid. Would Danny had come to find her? She would never know and for some reason she was bothered.

"He would have come," the male next to her said startling her from her thoughts. "I just think you shouldn't have to wait for help to come when I was here." Sam smiled sadly as she took another bite, but the food had lost its taste and she moved to place it next to her when a large hand stopped her. She looked up at him as he took the food into his hands and began to feed her again.

She had him and he was Danny too. She opened her mouth and allowing him to feed her as he had for what felt like forever. He may not be with her for forever, but sometimes you had to take a chance. As soon as she finished her bite she asked, "Dan, do you think that I am beautiful?" She had never been self conscious about her looks, but she somehow found that she wanted to hear it at least once. Dan looked at her in shock.

"Sam, you have never bee-" he was cut off when she shook her head at him, the look in her eyes sad as she told him that it didn't matter.

"I was just being silly," she continued as she stood up and headed for her closet where she disappeared. She was still in her night clothing as she rushed off leaving him on the bed to watch her. He was still in shock at those words. Sam had been one of those people who wore what she wanted, did what she wanted and cared little for what anyone said about it. What had happened? Had she become so insecure because his younger half had passed her over for some other girls?

"Sam," he called as he got up only to have her scream out that she was fine and that she would be out in a minute. Clothes began to fly out of the semi-cloths door as Sam continued to look through her closet before coming out with some clothing thrown over arm, her face shielded by her raven locks as she headed for the bathroom. Dan moved to go to her but found her amethyst eyes on him now, the glimmer in her eyes now was unshed tears.

"I told you I am fine and I need to take a bath," she whispered as she turned from him, but he would have none of it as he gripped both of her arms, his fingers digging into her upper arms gently as he turned her toward him. Without hesitation his lips crashed down on hers, his body pressing up against her so that she could feel how he felt about her, his manhood calling for her. She whimpered as soon as she felt him. She was new to the feeling of a male pressed against her and it felt good. She had had her share of kisses, Danny and their fake-out-make-outs were her first experiences with kisses and they ended with Gregor, the bastard that lied to her just to go out with her. She so did not do liars. Her mind went blank as his lips opened, his tongue licking her lips asking for entrance. She should have hesitated, but she didn't and opened up for him, his tongue moving into her mouth and battling with hers. It was her first french kiss and he seemed rather hesitant with his motions, but she could tell he was trying. Her hands snaked around his neck as she pulled him closer.

"Sam," he whispered against her lips as he pulled back to trail kisses down her neck and onto her exposed collarbone. Her night clothing, which was really only a large shirt covering her black lace panties, exposed enough enough of her skin that he was able to lick and suckle a small whimper out of her. Moving his hands up her rib cage, the soft fabric of her shirt bunching up with his hands as she grasped his shoulders for support, her nails digging into him as his fingers brushed the underside of her breasts, which strained against her shirt, the nipples puckering. "Sam, you are so beautiful that I find my heart hurting." She whimpered as he pinched her puckered nipple a scream releasing from her lips as he continued to work the nub, his other hand moving down her body and brushing against her wetness.

"Dan," she whispered in a tone of worship as she arched against him.

"I want you, Sam, but I don't want..."

"I lost that years ago," she whispered. "One of our ghost fights I fell to far and it broke. You took my virginity all those years ago." That seemed to bother him and at the same time he smiled as he continued.