This is the next chapter. Some of this I wrote when I posted the last chapter. I now finished it, so it's now time to continue the story. Review please!

"You know, he's only saying what he's saying because he loves you," Danny informed Sam while flying her through the sky.

"Oh, so you're taking his side?" Sam glared.

"I'm not taking anyone's side, Sam. You think there wasn't a time when I was mad at my folks? Sam, the last thing I said to my father before I left was how much I hated him. Now... I wish I could take that all back and tell him how much I love him. I'm not even brave enough to go home now."

"What do you mean?"

"Sam, I ran off, because I was a ghost and I thought my parents wouldn't accept me. After everything I've been through, I don't care about that anymore. The only reason I'm not going back is because I'm scared."

"Of what?"

"That my parents will never speak to me again. They have alot of reasons for not doing so."

"Well, I guess since I still have my innocents and I'm not half ghost, I can go back to my father and everything will go back to normal. I still haven't finished my trip anyway. As soon as the Secret Service finds me, I'll go back home and things will go back to the way they were."

"Sam, don't get your hopes up. We're not even in Vegas yet."

"You're gonna take me to Los Vegas?"

"They have the best Casinos."

"Of course."

"And there's going to be a Jam Concert staring Tiffany Kimble.

"Oh my gosh. I'm her biggest fan. This is going to be sweet," Sam grinned in excitement.

"She's also totally hot," Danny said purposely.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm kidding! Well sort've, I did date her the last time I was in Vegas," Danny joked before Sam gave a bug-eyed look, and then saw her beau laugh hysterically. Sam gave a light punch on Danny's shoulder. "You know, you're cute when you're jealous."

"Bite me."

"I love you."

Sam was defeated by Danny's charm and said romantically, "I love you too."

"My sweet Sam."

"My ghost boy," Sam said softly while messing with Danny's suit.

Danny started remembering Los Vegas. It dawned on him that he had six girlfriends there. Danny tightened his lips while his eyes widened in a nervous wreck. Sam didn't notice this since she was too busy messing with Danny's suit. Danny sighed deeply while flying over the land area. For he knew that if Sam discovered that she wasn't the only girl in Danny's life, she would run off with nobody to protect her. Danny needed help.

Meanwhile, in DC, Jeremy had just got off the phone with his daughter. The president asked the Secret Service to locate where the call came from. When the officers returned, they had nervous glances.

"Well?" Jeremy asked.

"We did pick up the call from the Kansas Area. It was easy to pick up since the call came from a cell phone, but the signal was cut off after Sam hung up. Our guess is that they busted the cell phone after your daughter hung up," one officer explained.

"Do you know the identity of the owner to the phone?"

"It was stolen, actually. Despite this, we were able to pick up an identification from our thief. His name is Danny Fenton. He had gone missing several months ago and was spotted in several areas. His parents have been looking for him. It seems the boy ran away and became corrupt. He's known to be a gambler, a thief, and dating several girlfriends per state."

"Thank you."

The officers left the President's Office before Pam came in. She looked frightful and worried. She was more worried about her daughter getting hurt. Jeremy seemed rather upset and angry.

"Our daughter is still on the lose. I don't know how she made it to Kansas in three days tops, but at least I know who she's with. It's a boy from the ghettos, I imagine. He's a runaway who gambles, steals, and cheats his way. I doubt if he's even a virgin," Jeremy told his wife.

"Do you think our little girl will be okay?" Pam asked.

"I hope so. Sam is going to get hurt, I just know it. I don't know what to do."

"What about the boy?"

"I don't know about him, but if he touches my daughter, I will..."

Jeremy's phone rang again. The president picked it up and heard his caller speaking.

"There's someone on the phone who wants to speak to you concerning your daughter," the secretary said.

"Good. Put him on the line," Jeremy told the secretary before hearing a quiet beeping sound and heard the person on the other line.

"Mr. President, I think we need to talk," a voice of a teenage boy spoke.

"Who is this?" Jeremy asked.

"This is Danny Fenton. I want to apologize for not calling you sooner. Sam didn't tell me she was the President's daughter until we hit New York and I thought she was just cutting off some steam. After that call with you, I get the feeling that Sam may put herself in danger. I can't take care of her alone. She's too vulnerable."

"Where are you two at right now?"

"I'm at the Inn at Colorado."

"You expect me to believe that you two traveled a state away in just one hour?"

"We flew there actually," Danny halfly told the truth since he did not want to reveal his secret. "Listen, I only called for your help. I'll do whatever you tell me to, but I can't keep Sam from hanging around with the wrong person and getting into trouble. I don't know about you sir, but I've been through trouble. You can check out my identity, I don't have an excellent reputation and I wasn't always like that. I was just as innocent as your daughter, and then I got myself into deep trouble. She'll end up worse than me, if she's is not kept out of danger. You know that and I know that. Please help me!"

"Listen son, I'll send undercover Secret Service men and if my Sam wants to run around town, then she will learn her lession the hard way. I know what she's going through better than you, you understand me?"

"Yes sir."

"Good and I swear to you, if you take my daughter's innocents, I will have you behind bars before you can beg for mercy."

"I'm not looking to take your daughter's innocents. She's different than the girls I've met. I just want Sam to be safe."

"That's new, coming from the boy who has ten girlfriends."

"About twenty actually and why aren't you arresting me or something? I'd think that after taking your daughter throughout half the country, you'd have your men at my door and I'm not in the country anymore."

"I wish I knew," Jeremy honestly answered. "I guess you just remind me of someone I once knew."

"Oh... I see," Danny said. "Thank you for not being harsh. You're a lot nicer than me. Than again, that's pretty obvious."

"Believe me son, I'm no different from you."