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Danny flew in the air. Sam looked down at the town. It certainly was a sight. She looked at Danny with her usual look. He looked back, and smiled.

"Sam, I've dealt with these guys before. I need you to leave Glora to me," commanded Danny.

"Why?" asked Sam.

"She was once my girlfriend Sam, it's personal," explained Danny.

Sam could now see why Danny had to deal with Glora alone. He obviously once loved her and had to sacrifice that to not drank. She could even see the heart breaking pain in his eyes. Danny remembered the day he broke up with Glora. He remembered how hard he cried. It was best if Sam didn't get involved with what he had towards her. She'd probably get jealous, or something. He loved Sam and knew she'd understand, which is why he didn't want her being involved. Something that was once between a guy and his ex is not something anyone should be involved with. Danny landed him and Sam on the side of the ally.

"Danny, no matter what happens, I want you to know something," told Sam.

"What's that?" asked Danny as Sam pulled his collar with both hands and kissed him deeply on the lips. He was a little surprised, but then returned it as his arms wrapped around her waist. She started kissing his top lip with his on her bottom. When it was done, she looked directly at his deep baby blue eyes.

"I love you," whispered Sam as Danny laid her head to his chest.

"I love you too," whispered Danny as he kissed her head and rubbed his cheek against her hair, "I always will."

"Well, well, found another one, huh punk," smirked Glora viciously.

"At least she's a better person then you'll ever be," narrowed Danny as he tightened his fists.

"Oh really, you know she looks familiar. What's your name missy?" asked Glora.

"You look familiar too," cocked Sam, "California!"

"I knew it, the Manson girl, should've known you'd stick with him. Trying to pay your debt Danny?" asked Glora.

"What are you talking about?" asked Danny.

"Don't you remember, or were you too drunk?" smiled Glora, "we were at California that day and she needed someone to give her a little something. You said you'd give it back, and ended up with a sucker."

"I...don't remember, I know we were at California one time, but I don't remember seeing Sam," cocked Danny as he then started getting a flashback, "wait, we have met."

"We have? But when?" asked Sam.

"We were talking about paying a good cha ching and ugh, that's all I remember," said Danny as he grabbed his forehead.

"Wait, you said we were talking about what?" asked Sam.

"Money, I guess you were a hooker that time," told Danny.

Sam moped with a few tears in her eyes, remembering that day she met Danny or Mike, whichever. His hair was blond that time. One thing she knew was when Danny told her that scar on Dave was done by a mad man he didn't know, he was saying it from a different point of view. Truthly, she didn't know him either and she meant it.

"Well Sammy, guess you remember what Danny did that time. How do you know he won't do it again?" asked Glora.

"That wasn't Danny, that was a mad man. You don't know the real Danny, he's not a mad man, he's a decent, kind, loving person. That hooker was also not the real me, I don't know who it was, but I wasn't myself during that time. You, you're a sick, horrid piece of filth," smirked Sam.

"And you're a hoe," smiled Glora, "and a sucker."

"Go da hell!" shouted Danny.

"Or what?" smiled Glora as she turned on some sleeping gas and both Danny and Sam started getting tired, then he fell to his knees, "any last words?"

"Does the past have to haunt me?" muttered Danny as he fell onto the ground.