The Goth in question was at a small desk in the hotel room, her screen filled with words, more appearing as she typed away. She had a feeling that Vlad wasn't done with his plan to get her to allow him the right to rule over her. She would do all that she could to keep that from happening and so like her parents she was drawing up a will, but with a few added items to let anyone know that if she should fall under the evil male that she wasn't a willing participant or that there was some sort of blackmail involved. She finished typing the last bit of it and with a few more clicks the document was saved before she closed it. Just as she was closing the laptop there was a knock at the door. She raised her brow in confusion, a quick glance to see that it was really late, the clock announcing that it was just past eight at night. It was too late for her escorts to be bringing her food and besides the fact that they hardly ever bothered her past seven.

Another knock sounded, this one more urgent so the raven haired girl walked over to the door, ready to peek thru to see what was going on when the door was thrown open. Sam was pushed back, the small girl landing on her butt just feet from the door. She looked up, her eyes narrowing as Vlad stepped into the room, but before she could say a word another person entered with him. The red head smiled at her, the smile cold as her green eyes flashed. Sam scooted back as the pair entered the room, the while haired male smirking as he introduced the woman beside him. "Hello, Miss Manson. I would like you to meet Penelope Spectra, a renowned counselor to teens and young adults."

"I don't need a damned counselor!" the raven haired female spat, her narrowed gaze turning to the red head. "Especially one that you hired." The woman managed to look so hurt by her words as she sauntered over to sit on the bed. Sam kept an eye on her, but she also tried to keep her gaze on the male that was after her and her family's fortune.

"Oh, Miss Manson, I am only here to aid in getting you free," the woman said softly. "After all, no one wants to be abandoned into the system with no one to claim them." Sam turned slightly, her amethyst orbs flashing.

"I have not been abandoned," she growled. "The Fentons are worried about me and since the will my parents wrote is still missing they are forced to wait until it is all cleared up." Spectra shook her head, her lower lip under her teeth as she tried to look as if she was holding back on telling the teen bad news. The Goth raised a brow at her, wondering what she didn't want to tell her. Something in her heart told her that this woman was a liar, but as she had never met the woman before she couldn't be sure. Still, she knew that she wasn't abandoned and that the Fentons had shown her love every day that she had been in their care. Her parents had even trusted the couple and that was saying a lot.

"You don't know, do you?" the red head whispered, her eyes closing as she suppressed the urge to smile when she noted how torn the young girl was. Opening her eyes she looked to Vlad as if he knew something about what she was talking about. The white haired male shook his head, also looking rather sad. Now Sam wasn't just curious, but worried about what could make the pair look worried.

"What?" she asked.

"I don't know if I should tell you," Spectra said, turning away from the raven haired female before continuing, "I mean, if your escorts haven't told you about the fact that th-" she stopped, her hand flying to her mouth even as she didn't turn to the girl on the floor. What hadn't her escorts told her? Was there a problem?

"What is it?" she inquired, moving to stand before the older woman. When the red head remained silent Sam felt her heart drop. Had no will been discovered or was it as Vlad had spoken of, that there was no will? "I want to know!" Spectra turned toward her now, her eyes darkened with emotion.

"Well, if you are sure." Sam nodded, her breath stilling as she waited for the older woman to speak. "It seems that the Fentons are no longer willing to wait for state to clear you. In fact they have given up the search for the will." Sam couldn't believe it! Danny had promised! He wouldn't go back on a promise and even if his parents had given up the raven haired boy would find a way to set her free, to bring her back to him!

"That's not true," the Goth muttered even as her heart seemed to feel heavy. "Danny wouldn't give up." She looked down at the woman before her, the red head looking even more upset. Had he really given up on her? "He promised," she whispered, the burn of tears blurring her vision. "He promised." The woman stood up, her slender hand falling on the small girl's shoulder.

"Did you really believe him?" she asked the Goth, Sam nodding at the question. "You were only in his home for a few no longer than a day, hon. He felt bad for you but you weren't anything to him." Sam blinked, the tears cascading down her cheeks. "He only wanted to help you, to make you feel better so that you would leave his home." Was that all he wanted? Had he just wanted her to leave his home? "Good people are rare and while the family were worried about a young child being alone on the streets, who would want another mouth to feed?"

"She has to go with them."

Maddie's last words to the small raven haired boy as he stood with his back to her, trying to keep her safe, flashed thru her mind, but as his mother's words he had just given up, had allowed her to walk away from them. He had even walked her over to the officer without hesitation at that point. Had it all been a lie? That he would bring her back... Even when he had come searching for her, had it all been because it was the right thing to do? His mother had known her mother, but they hadn't been that close so she really was nothing more than an obligation to them. Her body felt so happy, her heart breaking as she realized that she was nothing and that she was truly alone.

"You were nothing but a stranger to them," the red head said sadly. "A small girl that had disrupted their life with her own troubles. They didn't even try to fight for you." Sam stumbled back before falling to the ground, the tears still leaking out of her amethyst orbs. "If they had wanted you back do you think you would have still been here? Alone and not allowed to be free to walk around in the outside world?" The Goth found that she had nothing to say, her throat closing as her body shook with the knowledge that no one had really wanted her. Her parents had been hoping for a boy. She hadn't been what they had wanted with her regular fights to wear what she wanted, certainly not the dresses that her mother wanted to dress her in. Then when she had been left without them, the family that they had designated hadn't wanted her either. Sure, Maddie had been rather surprised to learn her identity, but that hadn't changed the fact that she had sent her on her way.

"I want to be left alone," the raven haired child murmured, nearly choking on the words when she really didn't want to be alone. No, she wanted someone to love her, to want her even if she wasn't the perfect person... Not the perfect anything. Spectra glanced at Vlad, the male nodding and with that they were gone. After they had gone the raven haired girl laid down where she was as sobs racked her small form. She lay like that for hours before her body finally had had enough and shut down, her body stilling with the occasional jerk as she fell into a restless sleep filled with dreams of all the people in her life walking away.


Danny frowned at the home before him, the large structure grand and yet it felt cold. It felt as if no one lived there, but he knew that there were still people in the home, all of them working to keep it maintained even if the adults that owned it were gone. When he knocked he found the door opened rather quickly, a tall older male standing before him, his brown eyes curious as he looked down at the teen.

"May I help you?" the man inquired. This wasn't Vlad, the one that Danny had wanted to see, but he would do since Danny needed more information on the other male. It was as if he suddenly realized that this young male looked familiar. "Are you the Fenton's child?" Danny nodded. "I have told your parents all that I know."

"I just want to talk to Mr. Masters," the raven haired male stated. That seemed to surprise the male before the young teen, but even then he could see the fear that flickered in the dark orbs. The older male nodded, stepping back to allow Danny into the home.

"He's away at the moment, but he should be back in just a few minutes." Danny raised a brow. Where had the man gone? Was he talking with Sam?

"Do you know where he went?" the raven haired boy asked. The male looked around for a moment, as he had done when Danny's parents had been talking to him. That was rather strange, but then again with what Danny knew about the male he was looking for he probably had spies or something watching the house.

"He went to see the young miss," the male said, shaking his head. "He has gone to visit her on several occasions though I don't know what for since she doesn't like him." Hmmm, so Sam did remember the male from before! Did that mean that she had regained her memory? When the male stiffened before him as the sound of a car pulling up was heard the raven haired teen knew that Vlad was back. Turning around he found himself looking at a male that had white hair, his blue eyes curious as he took in the boy before him. He raised a brow at him, Danny glaring at him with distrust in his own blue eyes, but before he could say anything another door slammed behind the older male and a familiar person appeared at his side.

'Sam?!' he thought, her posture slouched while her eyes looked rather dull. "Sam," he said as he went to pull her in a hug, but the raven haired girl moved away, her body shaking slightly as she stood behind Vlad. Danny's eyes flashed in anger, the thought that the male before him had done something to cause her to pull away from him.

"So, you must be Jack and Maddie's boy," the white haired male said with a sneer. "You are not welcome in this home." Danny glanced at him before turning his gaze to the Goth.

"I won't leave her alone with you," he spat. He was going to say more when the soft voice of the girl before him cut him off.

"You don't have a say in that," she muttered. His jaw nearly hit the floor at not only her words, but how depressed she sounded. "I want you to go and never come back." He wanted to say more, but then Vlad spoke again, his smirk one of victory.

"She doesn't want you here either, boy, so I suggest that you do as she wishes." Though Danny wanted to argue he could see the amethyst gaze of the girl before him, the dead look of her eyes as she turned away from him. With a promise of it not being over, the raven haired male walked away.

"As if your promises mean anything," the girl muttered before walking past Vlad and the servant still standing there in silent shock. As soon as she disappeared up the stairs the while haired male turned to the servant with strict instructions that none of the Fentons were allowed back on the property and if they did come back the police were to be called. The brown eyed male nodded and closed the door as Vlad rushed off, plans of keeping the girl by his side and away from the Fentons, on his mind.