Author's Note: I got loads of reviews for the last chapter! I didn't know you guys were that into the story! Or, at least, I got a lot of reviews. To me, it seems like a lot.

Anyways, I'll be quiet now. Here is chapter twenty-one!

Lovesick

Chapter Twenty-One

"It's for the best, Sammie," Moon said behind her.

Sam felt tears burning in her eyes. Danny was going to die. He was going to die because of Moon. She gritted her teeth. If he was going to die, then so would his killer.

Sam turned around quickly, swinging her leg at Moon's hand. Her leg struck her target, and Moon cried out in pain and dropped the blade. Sam bent down and picked up the blade, then threw Moon down to the floor, pinning her in place. She held the bloody knife above Moon's neck.

"Are you really going to kill me, Sam?" Moon laughed.

Sam pressed the blade into Moon's neck, causing small drops of blood to appear.

"I intend to."

She was just about to slam the knife down when a faint voice called out to her.

"Don't do it, Sam! If you kill her, you'll be just like her. If you kill her, she'll have won. If you kill her... you'll be a murderer."

Sam turned around and saw that it was Danny talking to her. His fingers trembled on his stomach, the blood still pouring out viciously and soaking his white shirt. His blue eyes had darkened to a dull gray-blue color, his face pale.

Sam seemed to struggle with herself for a moment. She sighed and let the knife drop out of her fingers. She was just about to stand and walk over to him when Moon grabbed her by the neck. In one quick motion, Moon had pinned Sam to the floor, making them switch positions. Moon was now on top of Sam.

Sam felt her air passage start to constrict in Moon's grip. She quickly bent her legs and kicked Moon off her. Moon flew backwards and landed on the control panel in front of the now open window. Moon tittered backwards, using her hands to keep her balance and not fall out the window.

Sam stood up and lunged herself at Moon, sending both of them plummeting out the window.

"NO!" Danny screamed, dragging himself over to the control panel. He gripped the control panel tightly, using it to get to his feet. He looked over the control panel, out the open window. "Please don't be dead, please don't be dead."

Moon and Sam both hung onto the window ledge. Moon was kicking and screaming, trying everything she could to send Sam falling to her death.

She cackled, giving Sam another cruel push. Sam whimpered as she felt her fingers start to slide off the ledge.

"Take my hand, Sam," Danny said, holding out his hand.

"I can't Danny. I'm scared," Sam said, tears flowing down her cheeks.

"I'm here for you, don't worry. All you have to do is trust me," Danny said tenderly. For a moment, he thought Sam was going to refuse, but then Sam let go of the window, one hand taking his own, the other wrapping itself around his neck.

Danny walked backwards, gritting his teeth. The pain in his stomach was hurting him, making him feel weak and lightheaded.

"Nearly there, baby girl. Don't let go," Danny whispered encouragingly. He walked a few more steps backwards and yanked Sam up. For a few minutes, Sam stood trembling in his arms. Then-

"Thank you," Sam whispered.

Sam gently disentangled herself from Danny's grasp and turned back to the control panel. She leaned over the machine, staring down at her grandmother.

"Grandmother, take my hand," Sam said, holding out her hand.

Moon could feel herself slipping but shook her head stubbornly. "No! I'd rather die than have a filthy piece of trash like you help me!"

"Grandmother, please!" Sam cried, stretching her hand out even further. Moon shook her head again. Too proud to accept her granddaughter's help, she let go of the ledge and fell down.

Sam watched in horror as Moon's body went limp and hit the concrete floor with a sickening thud. She could barely make out the blood that was spreading around Moon's body, and she knew Moon had died even before her body had even hit the ground.

Sam stood there for a few seconds, watching the puddle of blood around her grandmother grow bigger. She slowly turned around and saw Danny gripping the control panel tightly, falling in and out of consciousness.

Sam rushed over to him and wrapped her arms around him softly, engulfing him in a hug.

"Please don't die, Danny," Sam whispered into his shoulder.

Danny let out a soft laugh. "I won't."

Sam hugged him to her, feeling his warm blood soak her shirt. Then, his body went limp.

Author's Note: Oh no! That can't be good, that REALLY can't be good! And, FINALLY!

I know you're all cheering because Moon is dead now. But, Danny...