Hellbreaker, yes I agree that the death of Paulina was nothing big. I just felt that she had to go. Dash... hmmm... how will he react to that?

NoOne's Twilight, I thought her hair reminded me of something. LOL.

Dash just stood there, a look of pure shock on his face. His blue eyes were wide, his pupils small as he stared at Danny. Tucker looked pissed and worried at the same time while Danny just stood there, his mind going on hiatus. The blond was the first to say something and it wasn't what anyone in that space thought would come out of his mouth.

"You and Sam?" he questioned. Danny didn't know what to say and apparently neither did Tucker because the other male said nothing. "You and Sam aren't human or at least not full human." It was a statement now.

"I am more human than her, yes." The raven haired ghost fighter didn't think he should reveal too much of Sam's secret than that but it seemed to him that the jock already had put most of the pieces together. "I can take some of her power, but it doesn't last very long." Around them was wreckage, the desks far from intact, the chalkboard decimated and the wall where windows once let in the sun was gone.

"Sam is the Ghost Girl."

"Sammy Phantom," Danny clarified.

"Sammy Phantom? That has a nice ring and is so close to her own name that I was such a fool not to see it," the jock muttered. To their left lay Paulina's bloody corpse. Under her was a pool of reddish brown blood, her entrails falling from the hole in her chest. "Sucks that someone had to die."

"Better her," Tucker stated. "She wasn't going to make it in life." Danny frowned. Sure, Paulina had been a real bitch to them all, but no one deserved to die that way.

"Have some respect. Even Sam wouldn't have said that," the raven haired teen muttered. Tucker looked to him in shock. Even Dash seemed surprised. "Sam hated her, sure, but she would never wish that kind of death on anyone."

"What about the guy that started this?" the blond male inquired. "Would she wish that on him?" Danny shook his head. "Really?"

"No, she would rather castrate him," Danny stated. Several students came to the hole in the wall, their eyes wide, but not scared. More of them seemed curious. The trio didn't know what to tell them. Most of them had been there for the first part, but not the second half. "Dash, I don't think I need to say that this nee-"

"Don't know what you are talking about," the jock said interrupting the other male. As more students entered the room the trio decided they needed to leave. Right now they needed to get to Sam and remove Vlad from any equation in the future. That's when Danny remembered the words she had said to him about picking something up at her house that belonged to him.

Sam awoke a few hours later to find herself on a bed, her limbs free to move unlike the last time he had taken her captive. The other thing that was different was that this time she had come on her own. Sitting up she found that her clothing had been changed. She now wore a long white wedding gown, the material silky and elaborate. There were pearls weaved into the fabric and gold in some places, well, white gold.

"Really? White?" she muttered questionably. she muttered questionably. Looking around she found herself in a pink room, her disgust growing. Why do I have to tell people that I hate these damn colors! She wasn't like other girls, she hated light and despised frilly girly things! Getting up she found herself still barefoot, a good thing, and lacking any jewelry. Thank god. Moving toward the door, her instincts telling her it was locked, she reached for the handle to find said instincts were right. "Damn!" Turning back around she found that her room was bare of any major things. A bed, a dresser, and a couple of bedside tables. Nothing that she could use to break out, nothing that would be beneficial at all.

The man knew her too well, but she was still a halfa so she could go through the wall. Willing her transformation she found herself feeling minor pain, a shock as she became her ghost half. Looking down she found that she was still in the wedding dress, her fingers still bare, but she felt her transformation. Heading for the bathroom she found a mirror on the wall, her white amethyst eyes staring back at her. Reaching up she touched the white hair that came with her transformation.

Why am I still in a wedding dress? That was when she noticed a small white choker on her neck. Reaching up she touched it to feel warmth, but hard fabric. This must be why. There must be a block on part of my transformation. She headed back to the door because even knowing that he had blocked some of her transformation she thought that other parts, like her powers might work. As she willed her tangibility her hand reached out to touch the wooden door only to find that she couldn't go through the door even though she could become intangible.

"I see that you are learning the space that will be yours for the rest of your time with me," came a deep voice around her. Looking up she searched for a microphone or a camera and found both rather quickly. There was one in each corner of the room and by the looks of it they moved with her. "You will need to learn your space." Those words were followed by a chuckle of amusement. "And your place." Again he chuckled. "I shall be waiting for you in just a mere few hours."

"What happens in a few hours?" she questioned, her voice harsh as she looked toward the camera closest to her.

"Why our wedding," was his simple response. Her eyes narrowed in confusion and unease.

"We discussed this the last time and I can not marry you without my parents signatures and they will never allow it." Vlad laughed now, the full hearty laughter echoing around her.

"Where I am taking you doesn't require such foolishness." With that he was gone, his words leaving Sam with a heavy feeling in her heart. Where was he going to take her?

Dash walked into Sam's house behind Danny and Tucker, the trio looking around at the silent home. Jazz had been called and would be there in a matter of minutes, she was in the middle of a test and couldn't leave just yet. Danny had been mildly disappointed because he had assumed her sibling was more important, but at the same time he knew that Sam wasn't in any real danger, death wise. Danny headed straight up with the pair of males following close behind. Entering her room they found it ransacked.

"What the fuck?" the raven haired teen cussed softly as he looked around the room in frustration. "How can I find what she meant if it's not here?" Tucker walked past him and toward a small area that had taken less of a beating, his teal eyes locked on a particular piece of equipment still on, the screensaver showing different pictures.

"Maybe it's on the computer," Tucker suggested as he sat down, his fingers on the mouse as the other shrugged and joined him at the desk. Sam's laptop wasn't password protected, but as they clicked through a few random folders they found that one folder was protected. It was labeled In Case. That sounded foreboding. "I wonder," the techno geek muttered as he began to try different passcodes that most girls wouldn't use.

"Try Death," Danny suggested.

"No," Dash stated as he reached out to touch the other male on the shoulder. "Try Daniel." The other teens looked at him in confusion. "Trust me." Tucker looked to Danny who just nodded. Typing it in found that it was the right passcode. Looking at the other male Dash could see the question. "I told you before." That was all he said as they watched the folder open, it's contents just one thing... a video entitled Danny's. Tucker got out of the chair as Dash pushed Danny into the vacated seat. "We will leave you with this." The teen looked up at the two males and then at the screen where the video file lay before him.

As the others left him Danny debated on whether he should open it or not.

What am I thinking? Sam told me about it because it's important and even though I am going to rescue her I need to see what she wanted me to see. Placing his hand on the mouse he moved it over the file before clicking it. The screen opened and Sam appeared before him, her amethyst eyes staring straight at him.

"Hi, Danny. If you are seeing this then I have either done something really drastic or something bad has happened and I can't be here to tell you." Silence as she took a deep breath and by the look of her body language she was nervous. "For a while now I have had... feelings for you that I just can't pinpoint or rather give a name to. I have loved our time together, all that we have gotten into. All the things we did to Jazz, all the trouble we caused and I hope that you can continue, no, I know that you will continue on with me just fine." A sad smile appeared on her face, her eyes watering slightly. "I guess what I really want to say is that I love you, Daniel Manson." With those final words the screen died and Danny was left to regroup, his thoughts everywhere.

Sam looked up as the door the her room opened and Vlad walked in. The other half ghost wasn't looking too pleased as he glared at her. Sam didn't care because she didn't want to be here so who gave a fuck if he was mad? He stomped over to her, his eyes flashing red, which she wondered how he did that in his current human form, but at the same time she didn't want to know because that would require talking to the shit. Suddenly he stopped, something tossed on the bed. Sam looked down at it. It was a small book, her book... her journal.

"What is this shit?!" he practically howled. The Goth said nothing as she looked down at her book full of all her feelings. Vlad reached out, his fingers grasping her chin before forcing her to look at him. "What the fuck is this shit?!"

"It's a journal, dumbass."

"I know that!" He opened it to show dozens of drawings and pictures, some words on every other page. Her whole life was in that book, most of it about Danny though. "You planned on marrying the human that hates you even knowing that he could never understand?"

"I never planned on it," she stated. "I liked him and wanted to be his wife, but that was all a dream. I could never fit up with girls like Paulina." Sam looked up, her eyes cold and distant. "Danny loves me, but only as a sister and nothing more, but still I don't want to marry you either. I want to find someone, and there is someone out there, that could love me for who, no what I am."

"Well, I will take care of you and I do understand you," Vlad stated.

"But you will never love me and I deserve that." Vlad pulled her up, his fingers still biting into her chin leaving marks, but Sam didn't even whimper. "YOU will be my wife and no one else's."