I'm in final negotiation for purchasing Danny Phantom, its characters, and Nick Network. That's not true, of course, but a guy can dream, can't he? Oh, and don't own Star Labs, Superman, Doomsday, DC Comics, or Marvel Comics. It I missed anyone else, I'm sure I don't own them either.
From Lar: I think this is the last chapter. I may add an epilogue. Read, enjoy, and review, please. I'm also sending a big "thank you" to my reviewers.
Team Phantom Armeggedon
Chapter 11: "Convalescence and Celebrations"
(Sam's perspective)
"So what are you going to do, Dr. Sanchez?" I asked.
"Well, its complicated, Samantha," he mused. "The leg bones are broken in several places. I'm going in and reinforcing them with metal. It's not quite bionics, but it is close."
"What about the damage to his knees?" Maddie asked.
"I'm rebuilding them with plastic," the veteran surgeon answered.
"What's the long range predictions, doc?" Dan asked, with trepidation.
"You'll be wheelchair bound for awhile, Dan," he replied. "You're facing a whole lot of P.T." [Physical Therapy. "If things go well, you'll walk in four to six months with a walker or a cane. Long range I think you'll run again, but I cannot be certain. You have an excellent chance of walking again."
"I'll spend my senior year in a wheelchair?" Dan exclaimed.
"It's very possible," the surgeon reiterated.
"And his ghost powers?" asked Danielle.
"That's hard to predict," he surmised. "There is still ectoplasm in your DNA, but not like it was before. Your powers could be gone, but there is another possibility."
"What's that?" Danny asked anxiously.
"Your powers could be in a dormant stage brought about by your trauma," the doctor/geneticist hypothesized. "We think that's more or less what happened to Superman when he was "killed" in his battle with Doomsday."
Danny gestured with his hand over his head. "You lost me on that answer."
"Your powers are asleep, for lack of a better term," Dr. Sanchez informed us. "They could return someday."
The doctor answered several more questions from Jack and Maddie. He told us that tomorrow was the big day. It was an amazingly elaborate surgery. Star Labs had a private corporation that was paying for the surgery.
I'm good at reading things upside down. The doctor was carrying some paperwork that looks like it has to do with financing the operation. The paying company was Manson Incorporation. Thank you, mom, and dad.
Maddie's viewpoint:
So tomorrow was the big day. This wonderful Doctor Sanchez is rebuilding another one of my children. I know Dan is fretting about the wheelchair issue. Still, it's a whole lot better than what Amity Park Hospital could offer.
Sam asked if she could spend the night in Danny's room. The staff was willing, and I saw no reason she shouldn't do it. They just reminded her that it was unsafe for her to sleep in the bed with my son.
Danny's viewpoint:
It was just Sam and I now. My beautiful girlfriend had pulled a reclining chair right next to my hospital bed. We were holding hands, each lost in our own thoughts. Danni and I had talked earlier. She had brought The Ring with her. What was stopping me from asking Sam tonight?
"Sam?" I asked. It's funny, y'know, I've been thinking about this moment since we were kids. You'd think there'd be butterflies, but there aren't. It just feels right.
"Yeah?" she answered, lovingly looking at me.
"Are you cool with all this stuff that's going to happen to me?" I queried.
"Look, Dan," she replied, "I love you. I'll love with a wheelchair, a walker, or a pet walrus. I just want to spend my whole life with you."
"That's good," I grinned. "Samantha Manson, would you marry me?"
Sam's viewpoint:
I was stunned. "Did…did you just propose?" I stammered.
"Yeah, I did," he laughed, handing me a small box. My engagement ring was beautiful, but the size of the diamond didn't mean a damned thing to me. The important thing was the strengthening of our commitment. Still it was a pretty big rock. Tears starting flowing. I've been dreaming about this since we were kids.
"Hey, woman," he blurted, "do I get an answer?"
"Yes, a thousand times," I gushed, "I'll be your wife."
"We can wait until I'm walking, and stuff," he assured me.
"Nope," I argued, "I'm not waiting. We're getting married after graduation, and that's final, Mr. Fenton."
"But… how about our honeymoon, and stuff?" he inquired. What an idiot.
"As I said before, the doc says making love is still a go. We can put off any trip you want to go on until later, or we can go anyway. Stop worrying about it."
At last, I let him place the ring on my finger. It wasn't like my dreams, it was better. I was going to marry the man of my dreams. I was going to become Mrs. Samantha Fenton.
The surgery was a success. Danny Fenton had his new legs, but it would take a lot of time and P.T. to get used to them. Sam and Danielle were sent back to Amity Park. Both Jack and Maddie wanted to stay with Danny, so Danielle would move in with the Manson's for awhile.
Dan had a one-on-one teacher while he was recovering. Mr. Lancer sent e-mails and faxes every day so the ex-super hero could keep up with his schoolwork. School work and P.T.; P.T. and schoolwork. That was Danny's routine.
Every weekend Jeremy (Sam's dad) and Pam paid to fly the girls to see their fiancé and brother. Jazz flew in twice, refusing to be kept away any longer. Even Tuck came once.
Jeremy had another surprise for them. He bought tickets for the girls, the Foleys, Jazz, as well as he and Pam to visit for Thanksgiving. The Star Labs cafeteria had never been so crowded, or so merry. The Manson's were delighted with Sam's engagement. She was, after all, marrying a famous super hero.
Danny Fenton/Phantom wasn't just a local hero anymore. There was a made for TV movie planned already. Tucker was writing a book (with Sam and Danni's help) about Danny. Marvel Comics was doing a Danny Phantom Graphic Novel.
People Magazine was frothing for an interview. Where was Danny? America had to have him! Star Labs of course would have none of the nonsense, and the Fenton's were fine with that. The magazine and TV reporters had to settle for Tucker, and for Dan's classmates. Danni and Sam would give no interviews, and absolutely no pictures.
Rumors were rampant. Danny had been kidnapped by aliens said one tabloid. Danny is an alien, and Amity Park resident Paulina Sanchez was pregnant with his baby -was another bizarre story. The CIA had whisked Danny away for a secret mission in Afghanistan: to kill Bin Laden! That one cracked the recovering boy up.
Danny was released in time for Christmas. He would attend Synagogue with the Manson's to honor the Jewish holidays. That, unfortunately, got leaked to the media. The Paparazzi invaded the Temple for the service.
"Danny Fenton/Phantom converts to Judaism!" was the headline in papers everywhere.
Fortunately for everyone Brad and Angelina adopted yet another baby. Brittany Spears went crazy (allegedly) and Lindsey Lohan was supposedly drug free. Therefore, Dan quickly became yesterday's news. Amity Park was getting back to normal.
Oh yeah, Box Ghost thawed out. He was one of the few ghosts that Danni had to keep at bay. Walker was working overtime to reestablish "law" in the Ghost Zone. Technus was his number one prisoner, and would be for a long time-even by ghostly standards.
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Danny's perspective:
There was another surprise waiting, but it came on the 26th of December. I was sitting in the living room cuddling with Sam. We were supposed to be doing wedding plans, but making out kept getting in the way. Artie and Danni were watching TV, and sucking face in the next room. Tucker hasn't been coming around as much lately. He says it's too hard to hang with two happy couples.
I heard the doorbell ring, but let the parental units answer it.
"Danny?" mom called. "There's someone to see you and your sister."
I looked curiously at Sam. She shrugged her shoulders.
"Danni!" I bellowed. "Come up for air. Then get your butt in here."
"Shut up, Dan," she replied as she walked in. "I saw you and Sammie playing tonsil hockey." Artie, red faced, walked in behind her.
Two men in fancy suits with briefcases walked into the living room. They had to be either lawyers or the Mafia.
"Daniel Scott Fenton, and Miss Danielle Elizabeth Fenton?" one asked.
"That's us," I replied, pointing to my sister. "What's this all about?"
"Perhaps we should speak privately," the other suit suggested.
"This lady is my fiancée," I answered, "she stays."
Artie, who is easily embarrassed, cleared his throat. "Uh, Danni, I need to go anyway. I promised my mom I'd be home for supper tonight."
"You better cover up that hickey, Artie," Sam snickered.
"Oh, crap," he remarked, turning bright red again. He exited quickly.
"Do you have to embarrass him all the time?" Danni asked angrily.
"Yes!" Sam and I answered together.
"Ahem," suit #2 cleared his throat. "Since you're a minor, perhaps your parents should be here."
"I'm eighteen," I corrected, "but yes, they should come anyway. The kid here, (pointing to Danni) is only seventeen." My sister, who was already mad, flipped me off.
Sam offered to get my parents. Naturally, dad was wearing his omnipresent orange jumpsuit. Mom, at least, was dressed 'normally'.
Soon there were four Fentons sitting in the room, with one soon-to-be Fenton. Finally, the suits were ready to introduce themselves.
"I'm Edward Carper, and this is my brother Anthony. We're from Redwing, James, and Carper Attorneys. We're here about the late Vlad Masters."
Anthony continued, "Mr. Masters has been declared legally deceased. Did you two young people realize you were named in his will?"
"N-no," I stammered. My sister shook her head in stunned silence.
"You have each inherited twenty million dollars," Mr. Edward Carper intoned.
Mom fainted. Dad babbled incoherently. I joined my sister in stunned silence.
"I'm stunned," I finally commented needlessly.
"You're also rich," deadpanned Sam. "Welcome to the club."
The next hour or two was spent signing legal stuff, and getting details. Of course, Vlad was worth more than forty million. Apparently, the ex-ghostly villain had a niece named Carla that got the rest of the dough.
The next couple of days were busy. My folks hired an attorney, who helped us set up some things. Danielle would receive only a steady allowance, about a thousand a month until her eighteenth birthday. Then she would come into her inheritance.
I set up a fund for those town folks who had outstanding medical bills from the Ghost War. Then I sent a check to pay off Jazz's tuition, and set her up in her own apartment for the next two years. Sam helped me choose environmental groups that were worthy, and they each received a generous check.
We also sent the High School a large check to pay for the damage Technus and Macabre had done. The gym was rebuilt nicer than ever.
More good news poured in. I was accepted to Iowa State. Sam and I went 50/50 on buying a small house in Ames. It would be rented out until we moved in next fall.
On January eighth, I returned to school. Sam insisted on pushing my wheelchair. I was surprised with a Rally. The principal had declared a Danny Fenton Day. It hurt a little as I missed my Ghost Powers, but I did okay. Sam cried a little, and so did Danni.
There were girls, at first, who were intent on stealing me from Sam. However, once they saw the engagement ring they backed off in a hurry. Besides, I only had eyes for one girl: The same girl who had always been there for me-and always will be.
I worked extra hard on my P.T. I had a goal in mind. It was my intention to dance with Sam at the Prom. I did it too. I still had my cane, but we slow danced. We were selected as King and Queen.
Graduation was a thrill. Sam and Tucker both gave speeches. Tucker was full of surprises. He announced that he'd cancelled his plans to go to ITT for now. He would attend Amity State College. After the ceremony, he pleaded with Valerie to give him another chance. He had realized how miserable he was without her. They met at the Nasty Burger to talk it over. It's a beginning.
June 17th- Mr. and Mrs. Jeremy Manson and Mr. and Mrs. Jack Fenton announce the marriage of their children, Samantha and Daniel. The ceremony was to be held at the Synagogue with Rabbi Mosley presiding.
Tucker and Artie stood up with Dan, while Jazz and Danielle stood up for Sam.
The wedding was attended by pretty much the whole town. The happy couple left after the reception for Haiti. They would spend their honeymoon building houses for poor folk left homeless by yet another hurricane.
While building a house, Danny slipped and fell from the roof. He, however, didn't hit the ground. Instead, he floated to the ground.
Gonna catch 'em all, for he's….Danny Phantom
That's all, folks. Thanks for your kind reviews. I'm planning to write a Danny Phantom/Teen Titan crossover next. First, however, is finding a publisher for a book tentatively named "The Assassin Chronicles." It's my first novel. Wish me luck.
Lar