The tired trio were sitting at their usual booth in Amity Park's favourite teenage hang-out- Nasty Burger. All of their food had been polished off, leaving nothing but empty wrappers behind.

'So, let me get this straight,' Sam said, placing her elbows on the table and staring into Danny's eyes. 'All of yesterday, you were being possessed by your reflection?'

Danny nodded. 'Yes- but it didn't know it was my reflection; it thought it was my ghost half.'

Sam looked sceptical, but then Tucker joined the conversation.

'Now that it's gone, you won't do the freaky eyes again, will you?' He asked hesitantly.

Danny sighed and looked down at his lap. 'No, Tucker.'

'And do you have something to say to me?'

The ghost boy looked up at the Techno-geek in confusion. 'Like what?'

Tucker sighed and leant onto the table, like Sam was doing. Danny felt like he was being interrogated.

'Oh, I don't know, dude,' Tucker asked in exasperation. 'What about 'thank you, my best friend in the whole world! Without you, I would still be trapped inside my own body!' That kind of thing.'

Danny grunted in annoyance.

'Thank you, my incredibly irritating friend! Without you, I wouldn't be able to walk off and leave you sitting here alone.'

Tucker frowned. 'I'm not alone. Sam is-

'Hey!' He protested when Sam walked out of the booth with Danny. 'Not fair!'

A heavy hand fell onto Danny's shoulder as he walked out. The grip was painful.

'Hey, Fenton, where are you and your girlfriend off to now?'

The pair were about to argue when Dash interrupted them. 'Oh, shut it- everyone knows.

'Besides, that's not what I came here for.'

Dash focused all of his attention on Danny. 'You're lucky that I can still play football. I considered making you play, but then I thought 'why should I help my team lose.' He leant in so close to Danny, that the ghost boy could smell his breath. His nose wrinkled involuntarily.

'Do that again,' Dash threatened. 'And you're dead.'

'Wow,' Sam remarked once the bully was at a safe distance. 'You must've really scared him.'

Danny shrugged dismissively.

'So,' He asked once they were outside of the restaurant. 'Where to?'

The Goth yawned. 'Bed,' she stated firmly. 'I'm still tired from last night.'

The ghost boy shrugged. 'Ok… do you want me to walk you?'

Sam looked up into his startling blue eyes. She wanted to be alone, but she wanted to be with Danny- she didn't know what she wanted.

'No,' she decided. 'I'll be fine.'

Danny tried to cover up his hurt by staring down at his feet. He felt hollow inside, and numb. Overshadowing that, though, was the disappointment.

He nodded and walked off towards Fenton Works. Sam watched the retreating form of one of her two best friends, then she turned and walked away.

Inside, Tucker watched this all unfurl. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but he knew anyway.

Clueless, he thought humorously. Sometimes he didn't feel like he belonged with them- he was a third wheel. Tucker hoped that when they finally worked out their relationship, he wouldn't be forgotten- like he had ignored them when he and Valerie started going out. Tucker felt a twinge of guilt at this memory.

Danny walked slowly, feeling the weight of her rejection as a tangible being, sitting on his chest. He knew that he couldn't go home; he wasn't up to facing any of his family members today.

Peering around him, Danny checked that he was alone before the halos transformed him and he launched himself into the air.

He flew for what seemed like hours, before finally getting tired and landing on the edge of a large lake.

Lake Eerie, he remembered from the fishing trip with his dad. How ironic.

Danny, his white hair blowing over his face in a cool breeze, sat down on the edge of the lake and thought.

Why doesn't Sam like me? He wondered, looking at his face in the water. Is it because of this?

His reflection smiled, and Danny was overcome with a feeling of foreboding.

'You,' he whispered, unable to make a louder noise.

The reflection smiled and seemed to climb out of the water, though he remained as dry as Danny.

Danny tried again. 'Why are you here?' He asked, a bit more forcibly.

The reflection chuckled. 'Where else would I go?'

'Away,' Danny thought. Phantom seemed to hear it.

'Away?' It questioned. 'Away where? After all, I am your reflection- I am as much a part of you as you are to me.'

Phantom shrugged. It appeared to be enjoying itself. 'Without you, I wouldn't exist,' He walked away from Danny, each step slow and deliberate. 'And without me, you would be a freak.'

Phantom stopped walking and spun to face Danny. 'So, I have decided to leave you alone-'

The halfa grinned idiotically. 'Great!' He exclaimed.

Phantom raised his voice. 'On one condition.'

Danny nodded warily as the reflection approached him. 'Name it.'

Phantom's expression softened. 'Don't lose Sam.'

AN:

Sorry, last chapter. I couldn't think of another way to finish it.

I leave for Tasmania tomorrow morning, so I wont be able to upload any new stories.

The holiday will, however, give me a lot of time to write new ones!

First idea: Danny is developing a new ghost power, but will it be too unstable for Danny to handle?

thanks to all my friends who I forced to read this- especially gabby who I've been bothering all day!

Have a great holiday, everyone!