"New Years Eve hasn't been the same since Guy Lombardo died," Grandmother Fenton stated as the TV blared in the background while a male talked about the year. Around them in the large living room the family sat watching the New Year's events unfold as most of the adults sipped on red wine. Suddenly the door opened and a rather excited Jazz slipped in. Closing the door she headed straight for her mother as the Christmas tree still twinkled in the corner of the bright room.

"Dad," Danny called from the kitchen. "They want us to come down and take a look at the Grandstand Estate this weekend. Seems that they have been experiencing some strange things."

"Great," the hulking male said with a smile as he youngest son entered the room as Jazz whispered something in her mother's ear, the older red head leaning back in shock.

"How would you know if she's pregnant?" Maddie inquired in shock as a hush fell over the room.

"I heard Sam tell her friend at the train booth." A slam was heard as Danny disappeared from the house. "Danny!" his mother called out and with a bewildered look on her face realized that her son was already gone.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Sam looked up from her task of strapping her combat boots on before calling out, "Who is it?"

"It's Lancer!" came a deep voice, the tone rather upbeat as she stood up, her long black skirt falling around her boots.

"I'm not here!" she hollered out as she pulled back her hair only for the man on the other side to threaten the fact that his dad had the keys to the apartments. "Yeah, that is super illegal." Opening the door to the annoying male she came face to face with what appeared to be the flowers given the horses when they won a race. "Um, what is that?"

"I told them to give me," he paused as he held up the horseshoe shaped flowers. "The same ones that they gave out to the best horse."

"V-Very nice, but I can't accept those."

"I could move in today and I'm sure dad would knock a few bucks off the rent."

"I don't have long to live," Sam stated getting exasperated with the older male before her. Why couldn't he get it through his head that she didn't like him like that?

"You just like that other guy more," the balding male stated to the shock of Sam.

"What do you mean? I like him because he will be my brother-in-law and that's all." The older male looked skeptical as he leaned toward her.

"You look at him in such a way that anyone could tell you like him more than that," Lancer said before passing off the flowers to Sam. "Here, you can put them on my coffin." Sam felt a little bad for him at that moment, don't ask her why because she couldn't tell you why as she hugged him, his head resting on her shoulder while just down the stairs was Danny, his green eyes glowing in the darkness. Turning from the scene he disappeared just as Lancer whispered, "Are you wearing your lacy black bra?" SMACK! Sam glared as she stepped back from the male holding his balding head. "What? I like black underwear."

"Pervert," she stated before slamming the door shut on his face.

Hey baby won't you look my way

Danny stood outside in the snowy yard of the apartment, his eyes watching the door for Sam which wasn't a very long wait as she shuffled out of darkened hall and out into the snow, her head low as she pulled her coat around her tighter. Danny began to walk toward her just as she looked up, her amethyst eyes opening in shock at the sudden appearance of the one male giving her sleeping problems.

"Danny?" she squeaked, the bottle of bubbly held in her arms almost slipping. "What are you doing here?" Danny opened his mouth to respond as a couple walked past, the steps echoing around them.

"I see you are going to a party," he stated with a look toward the bottle in her arms. She nodded.

I can be your new addiction

"Yeah, my friend Spectra is having a bash for New Years." Danny smiled as he offered to give her a ride. She looked around and noticing no vehicle realized he was talking about flying her! "Oh, that's fine. It's not that far." The half ghost took her in his arms before transforming into his alter ego. Sam let out a squeal as they took to the air, the Goth giving him directions when she realized that he wasn't going to put her down no matter what she said. Moments later found the couple landing in the shadows of a nearby house before he resumed his human form. "So what is going on?"

Following her as she headed across the street to the brightly lit house he called out, "Why would you think that something is going on?" She glanced back at him as he caught up, the look on her face telling him she wasn't stupid.

"Because you are acting very strange."

Hey baby what you gotta say?

"I'm not acting strange."

"Yes, you are," the raven haired girl stated as she stopped in front of the large wooden door.

"What about Dan?" Turning to him, confusion evident on her face.

"What about Dan?" she inquired before turning to knock on the door, the sound of a party bleeding through the door.

All you're giving me is fiction

"He's going to have a lot to deal with when he wakes up," the dark haired male stated just as the door opened to reveal the red headed friend of Sam's with an older male next to her, his long white hair falling past his shoulders and camouflaging with his white lab coat. Sam didn't have time to make a response as her red haired friend pulled her into a hug as the male behind her welcomed them in, but just as soon as they entered the home Spectra stated, "Look it's Sam and her fiancee!" Danny's eyes grew wide and he turned to make a bee line for the door only be grabbed by Spectra, the woman's long nails scratching him as she pulled on his collar to return him to the crowd. As Spectra released him into the company of her husband Sam grabbed the red head by one of the spikes that were her hairdo before taking her into the other room as far from Danny as possible.

"He looks good for a guy in a coma," the female stated as Sam glared at her.

"That is not Dan!" she hissed almost helplessly. "That's Danny, his brother." Spectra looked down at Sam, her eyes full of confusion.

"Why did you bring Danny?" The Goth let out a frustrated breath as she kept an eye out for Danny in the crowds.

"I didn't! He followed me. I know what you are thinking and yes, I am a little crazy."

I'm a sorry sucker and this happens all the time

"Sam, there are people who can help you," the female before her stated. "But you might require pills." The raven haired woman smacked her friend in the arm just as Danny appeared at her side. Spectra walked off as Sam grabbed a cup of the red punch on the table beside her.

"You do know that that is spiked, right?"

"Hell yeah I do," the Goth replied as she lifted it to her lips.

"Should you really be drinking?" the ghost male inquired of her.

"Why not?" she inquired as her lips opened to take in some of the punch only to spit it out at Danny's next words.

I found out that everybody talks

"It's not good for the baby!" he said loudly to be heard over the music only for everyone to go quiet, Spectra's mouth dropped open as she watched the couple over the crowd. Sam stood there for a whole two seconds before dumping her drink on the male before her, her cheeks as red as the punch as she grabbed her coat and ran as fast as she could out the door.

Everybody talks, everybody talks

Shortly following behind her was Danny as he rushed to correct the mistake he had made. "Sam! Sam!" They managed to go down a few blocks, her apartment in the distance when he called her name again.

"What?" she hissed as she refused to look at him even when he stopped her by walking in front of her. She stopped for all of two seconds before walking around him, his hand snaked out and grasped her small coat clad wrist.

"I am sorry," he said as one hand fell behind his head, "This whole evening didn't go so well." Sam let out a huff as she yanked on her wrist.

"And I should take some blame for that?" she inquired as she yanked again, Danny's fingers tightly wound around her slender wrist. He wasn't holding tight enough to hurt her, but he was holding firmly enough that she couldn't get him off.

"No, it was just all this shit happening at once. First the whole Lancer thing and then-"

"What "thing" are you talking about?" she asked as she stopped struggling as she stuck her face close to his. "Lancer and I do not have a thing!"

"Well, you leaned." Then it struck her what he was talking about.

"You saw us in the hallway when he gave me the flowers?" He nodded. "He has been trying to get with me since I moved in three years ago so pardon me if I think that he makes a nice gay friend!" Now Danny looked shocked.

"He can't be gay I mean you guys did the lean!" Sam smacked her head with her hand as she counted to ten. She would need to calm for this. She liked Danny, but he seemed to be like every guy that she had come across... Blind!

"Okay, first off I didn't mean like a literal gay man. I was referring to the fact that he might as well be gay because he doesn't even enter the race for my heart." She paused as she realized what she had said, but before he could pick up on it she continued, "Any way, what is leaning? I hugged the guy for giving me the flowers."

"Leaning is different than hugging because hugging," he moved closer to her, their breath coming out in little puffs. "involves hands and bodies while leaning is about wanting and- " As he leaned forward, their bodies so close that smoke came off from the heat merging.

"Hey, Sam!" a voice called forcing the two to separate as Danny blushed and Sam tried to hid her burning cheeks with her long raven locks. Both looked over to find Lancer, a party hat covering most of his bald spot. "Is he bugging you?"

"No," the Goth muttered.

"Because he looked like he was leaning." Groaning as Danny nodded and thanked the other man Sam managed to detach her wrist from his grip. Lancer left them alone, a woman calling out for him to come back to the party.

"Now about the other thing," she said as she placed her hands behind her back. "What ever gave you the idea that I was pregnant?"

"Well, Jazz said she heard-"

"And you believed her? Could you no-" She stopped with a shake of her head. "Never mind. So, your brother could only get with a girl like me if I was having his child?" Now Sam just sounded sad, her smile that had beckoned him before fading like snow in the sun.

"No, No, I didn't mean that," Danny said as he looked at her beseechingly. Sam pushed past him, her head down as she walked away, but not before Danny tried to make it better. "Really, you're not his type." He ended up putting his foot in his mouth.

You fall to your knees

"Okay, Danny," she said as she turned around, her eyes shimmering with anger as well as another emotion that the half ghost wasn't used to seeing. "Whose type am I?" she inquired as she held out her hands to show herself off. When the half ghost just stood there, his mouth closed she knew what he thought of her. "See. Thank you."

"It's a great idea, you and Dan, but to the world it may not be obvious that you two are together." He almost smacked himself now as he realized by the lock in her eyes that he was making it worse. Laughter echoed around them as they stood there, almost squaring off.

You beg, you plead

"I have just had a lousy Christmas and you have just ruined my New Years!" the woman before him growled. "Come again and next time you can burn down my apartment."

"Sam!" he called out, his voice desperate sounding.

"What do you want from me?" she just about whined as she threw up her hands. Danny reached out for her hands, which she of course pulled back from his grasp as she took a step back from him.

Can I be somebody else

"I just want you to be happy."

"Well, you are just doing a bang up job of that now aren't you?" she cried out as she moved toward the door to her apartment building, but not before delivering one more thing, "Before you try to help someone else be happy I think you should take a look at your own life." Danny stood there in shock as her door slammed shut.

For all the times I hate myself?