Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom or any of the characters. Butch Hartman does. No, not me.

FINALLY! I can update again. Recently, my account failed to update, an error message appearing every time I went to submit a chapter. So now that I'm back, I hope you enjoy this final chapter.


NO POV

"Tucker?" Danny patiently waited for his friend to wake up. While waiting, Danny discovered a small cut on his arm. He noticed the blood slowly trickling out, and that's when it hit him. Within 5 or so minutes, the weak-willed teen re-awoke for what seemed like the 5th time.

"Danny? Wh-where are we?" Tucker asked hesitantly. He had a foggy memory of something else.

"Uh, a rest stop. Point is, I think I have an idea." Danny said excitedly.

"Really? To get out?" Tucker asked, completely forgetting about where they were.

"Yeah. Through blood. A cut. When you bleed, blood comes out, and if we can re-open a cut Dani had once, we can get out!" Danny said with a smirk, and Tucker grinned. But that grin faltered when he realized their current predicament.

"Okay, but how to we get to the blood stream? We're not exactly in a great spot now."

"Easy. The Celia. It'll take us directly to the blood stream." Tucker thought for a moment, then recalled the tentacles in the small intestine.

"Sweet man! So, when're we leaving?"

"Well, now! I wanna get outta here." Danny mumbled the last part, so Tucker couldn't hear him. But that didn't matter, as Tucker was already trying to run back to the small intestine. Danny, acting fast, grabbed Tucker and turned intangible. He pulled him through the small opening, and back into the small intestine. A few Celia were still absorbing the few minerals left.

"We have to move fast. The Celia won't open unless we're on a vitamin!" Tucker shouted, and Danny nodded, looking for a vitamin that could easily hide them.

"There!" Tucker's shout caused Danny to look over and shoot off to attach to the larger mass. They gripped on and held their breaths as the intangibility wore off.

The Celia absorbed them and darkness overtook them.


"I really don't feel like doing that again..." Tucker mumbled, holding his feel-through head. He and Danny were thrown from the mineral once it traveled through the Celia and Tucker almost failed to hold his breath. Once Danny grabbed him, he began breathing heavily and his head ached from the lack of breathing.

"You okay?" Tucker glared at him.

"Sorry, standard question." Danny answered his own question with the standard answer for that dumb question.

"Maybe I'm not okay..."

"Huh?"

"Danny, I think we're GROWING!" Tucker's panicked warning caused Danny to check himself. The result was conclusive. They were indeed re-growing. Slowly, they were becoming real sized again.

"Okay, so, now we need to find a cut that was recently closed up and fast." Danny announced and then, they began their search as quickly as possible.

"Hey Danny..."

"What?"

"You might wanna go a little faster."

"Why?"

"'Cause there's some white blood cells closing in!" Tucker's scream forced Danny to evaluate the situation, and he was shocked to see the defenders of Dani's body approached quickly.

"WHOA! HANG ON!" Danny warned Tucker, as the half-ghost sped up, reaching his full speed. He weaved through the red blood cells, who were completely oblivious to the ongoing chase. They just drifted along, eager to complete their vital jobs.

"SEE ANYTHING?" Danny shouted to Tucker, who was wide-eyed.

"NO! YOU'RE GOING TOO FAST! WAIT, CAN'T WE PHASE THROUGH THESE GUYS?" Tucker's loud, but good question was simply answered by Danny, who was still struggling to maintain such a high-speed AND his intangibility.

"NO! SINCE THEIR PART GHOST TOO, I'D JUST CRASH INTO THEM!" Tucker just 'oohed' inaudibility, and looked back to the side where the skin was hiding. By now, they must've traveled more then half the body. That's when Tucker saw something approaching. A blemish!

"DANNY! THERE!" Danny quickly looked over and grinned. He slammed to a halt and powered up his plasma blasts.

"Here goes everything!" Danny prayed to himself, and fired off his blasts. They hit the wall, and green sparks flew off the wall.

"Dannnyyyy..." Tucker warned, seeing the white blood cells re-approaching.

"Working!" Danny grunted, using up most of his energy trying to break through the skin, but failing miserably.

Finally he gave up on the plasma 's when he noticed that by using his plasma, they'd regrown twice as fast. Now, they were touching the top of the vein.

"Sorry Dani, I didn't wanna do this, but you leave me no choice." Danny mumbled, realizing if they took any longer, Dani could loose whatever part of the body they were in from lack of blood.

He took a breath in, and exhaled in a yell.

The Ghostly Wail pummeled the wound and it burst open. The blood was being pulled out of the body by the fresh wound, along with Danny and Tucker.

Who, were both regrowing at a startling rate. The Ghostly Wait must've caused the shrinking to wear off, since they were no longer in the ship.

Tucker began yelling as he fell to his doom, and Danny was silent. He was blacking in and out of consciousness.

Only a second longer... Tucker saw the impact coming, but when he landed on, was not deadly or tile.

It was soft skin. He looked down to see a belly button right next to him, and a black shirt right above him.

"Sam?"

"Yeah, mind getting off me now? You're too big!" She said, and Tucker gratefully rolled off, taking Danny with him. Who was still unconscious, and also human. He turned back when he used all his remaining power.

The last thing he heard was, "Danny! NO!"


"Daniel James Fenton was a great friend, warrior, and person. He gave his last breath trying to save us, from a disaster... I-I created. I owe him my life, yet it seemed fate was cruel, and took his life..."

"There were no words that could accurately describe him as a person, because no such words exist that are grand enough to describe him. I was blessed to know him as a friend. As a co-worker in our line of deadly work. Ghost Hunters. No one said it would be easy, and Danny knew that going in. But he relentlessly moved forward, allowing nothing to stop him."

"And now, it is with my great sorrow and regret, that I announced Daniel James Fenton... de-"

(HERE COMES THE FLUFF AND ALL)

"Still alive!" Danny's interruption caused Tucker to grin, seeing his best friend awake once more.

He'd been unconscious for nearly 3 days, and everyone was beginning to worry. So, in a pitiful attempt to lift the mood, Tucker made a bet with Sam, that he could make Danny wake up.

And of course, Tucker's timing is the best out of anyone's.

"HA! Pay up!" Danny chuckled seeing Sam's irritated face as she walked up to hand Tucker his winnings. Who, conveniently, was doing his victory dance.

Sam growled, and kicked him in the shin, smiling smugly as he went down.

"There, it's all yours." She said, and then quickly went aside Danny who was still chuckling.

"How're you feeling?"

"Tired and sore. But I'll live." He said with a smile that melted Sam's heart.

"Maybe we should give them a few minutes alone..." Dani whispered to Tucker, who nodded, still with tears in his eyes.

"Baby..." Dani mumbled, but they left the room holding hands.

"I missed you Sam."

"I missed you too Danny." She then did something new to Danny. She broke down and put her head on his chest, crying softly.

"I-I thought... I lost you!" She said miserably, and Danny didn't know exactly what to say. So, he just stroked her hair.

"You can't lose me that easily Sammy. I'll always be around, I promise." He said quietly in her ear. She sniffled.

"Always?"

"Always and forever." He said, and then, they kissed.

"AWW!" They shot their glares toward the door, where Tucker was standing and was holding a camcorder.

"Shall we?" Danny asked as Tucker began to run.

"We shall." Sam said holding Danny's hand as he stood up, and then, changed into his Phantom alter-ego.

As the couple chased Tucker, they were only half in it.

The other half, was with each other.


FIN!

Sweet, I know! AWW!

Okay, so this was incredibly long, and I'm SORRY! I didn't mean for it to carry on for this long. In the future, I will be faster. Please, just accept my forgiveness. AS!

I have ANOTHER GREAT IDEA!

This new story will be CATACLYSMIC!

NOTE, there is no sequel for Disappearing Act. I lied. I'm sorry. Please don't kill me.