What if Sam and Danny had been psychically linked like Butch had previously wanted? Slight AUness

43. Dying

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It'd been just a normal Friday night, where Sam and Tucker would meet at her house and wait for Danny to arrive. He didn't usually, but there were some days where he'd show up late, others he'd be miraculously on time. But mostly he was always out there fighting ghosts.

From time to time Tucker and Sam were at his side, catching the ghosts and backing him up, especially when he was in danger. But as time had progressed and suspicions aroused, they had to limit their time spent with Danny Phantom as more and more citizens caught wind of them.

God forbid they ever discover his secret, not after two long years of protecting it so well.

It was in Sam's nature to worry and never be able to focus on anything in times of trouble, but this was different, she and Danny were different. It was strange really, the first time they discovered their gift's existence, actually it scared them both half to death. Sam and Danny could find each other by clicking in to each others' thought waves, like an internal tracking device.

They were completely and unarguably in sync; they couldn't have lengthy conversations or tap into memories or anything fancy. They could just feel the other's life, like that warm comfort that one might get from a lovely fading dream. Sometimes they could feel their more powerful emotions. Like if one was in extreme duress the other would get a throbbing in their temple, strange things like that.

And Sam knew Danny was alright, almost all the time, the link was never broken so he was still there. For a while after the accident she'd had a fuzzy connection but soon it cleared up and she and Danny were back to finding each other in no time. It was a neat little trick that Tucker got a kick out of.

But they weren't in love, and they defended it to death. Although Sam might've thought slightly different, you couldn't be that intimate with someone without getting romantically attached somewhere down the line. And somehow she'd managed to hide that lovesick feeling that would sometimes overwhelm her, though luckily Danny wasn't tuned in one hundred percent of the time.

So they had the privacy, in fact they had more privacy then people would think if they'd known about the physic connection. Danny couldn't just decide to hear what Sam was thinking and Sam couldn't do that to Danny. They mostly used it to locate the others position or find out if the other was alright.

Sam and Tucker had started watching the movie they'd rented, carrying on without Danny like they'd become accustomed to. And their half-ghost friend understood, if they waited up from him all the time they'd never do anything but stand there half the time.

But as the gothic girl watched the film she felt a sudden sickness grip her. A defined nauseous feeling took her and she blinked back the faint feeling, as though she'd collapse on the couch and never wake up. Suddenly her stomach churned violently and her heart began to fall into palpitations, Sam began to sweat in fear.

She frantically held a hand to her chest as she felt her breath constrict and pulled the clinging black strands of hair away from her face. Her head was throbbing violently, it was as though someone was pounding on the inside of her skull viciously. Her friend immediately noticed her gasping and moved over to hold her trembling body upward.

"Sam what's happening? Sam!" He yelled desperately as tears slid down her face while she bent over, feeling the urge to vomit.

"Something's...wrong...w-" She gasped feeling horrible feeling as though she were to die. Suddenly her eyes shot open. "Danny!"

"What?" Tucker asked, feeling helpless, he didn't think there was anything he could say that would make her felt remotely better. He had no idea of what it was to have what she had. "Sam what do you mean?" He was very gentle as he held her shaking body against him.

Sam was silent; tears were still falling from her cheeks as a frozen empty feeling soon took over all the horrible pain that had rocked her body. Something had suddenly changed within her and she didn't feel okay with that something was missing. "Tu-Tucker...I can't...I can't..."

"Can't what Sam? Can't what?"

"I can't feel Danny." It was such an odd turn of phrase that she wasn't sure whether he'd understand exactly what she meant. But that feeling of comfort, of safety, that she'd shared with him had suddenly vanished and it never had before.

Tucker pulled back as Sam continued to sit there on the red couch panting and clutching her stomach her head hung. "What do you mean you can't feel him?"

"I just can't. He's not there." And Tucker understood. "Tucker!" She shouted horrified with the only ugly thought that could race through her head. "I don't know where he is...I don't know where!"

Tucker began to panic, if he was hearing his friend right then something very bad had taken place without their actual knowledge. "Maybe, maybe he's just knocked out." Tucker stuttered.

Sam shook her head back and forth. "No, I know what that feels like. Right now there's nothing, just emptiness where Danny used to be." There was a quaver in her voice as she spoke. "Tuck I think the worst has happened."

"No...he's okay we'll just go out and look for him. He'll be okay, we'll find him." Tucker stated firmly doubting every word and any word he would say. "Sam don't give me that look!" Tucker shouted angrily, knowing well that Sam was never wrong about these things. "He's not gone, you can find him, you always find him!

"Tucker..." Sam whispered through tears. "I wish I could..."

I'm pretty sure Butch originally wanted Danny and Sam to be telepathically connected and later ditched the idea because it made them too powerful. I've been playing with the idea of telekinesis and thought a couple what ifs out, so I was like oh my god what would happen if the link was broken by death? Hence this oneshot.