Warning—The next chapter contains pure awesomness. For you Marrin/Danny Fans and the Sam/Danny FansI highly prefer DxS, does it show? :P. I suggest you get a glass of cold soda and some Ham before reading on.

When Marrin awoke, she wasn't in the bathroom. In fact, she'd never seen this place before. It was clean, almost perfect. Then as her gaze focused, she noticed a tourniquet on her arm.

She looked around nervously. "Where am I?" The white blinded her. She lifted her arm over her eyes. She looked next to her and saw Danny. "D-Danny? What happened? Where am I?"

"Hospital," He answered simply. His voice betrayed how worried he had been. "How are you feeling?"
"To put it in a nutshell, stupid."

Danny faked a smile.

"Um...Are you okay? Want anything? Morphine, Food, books, nurse...?"

He had bags under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept in weeks.

"Really, I'm fine. I just... Can't remember much... School, mistletoe, the knife--" She stopped as soon as she said that. "Of course..."

Danny's smile fell.

"Marrin, I was worried as heck about you....The nurse said you would probably die from blood loss....What happened?"

Just then, in walked a nurse with the lunch menus.

"It's all hazy..." She lied. "I can barely remember a thing." Marrin paused. "...I remember screaming..." She looked at the menu. "...Who found me?" Please don't say Sam! She screamed in her head.

"Sam said she told you it was half way through lunch...She said she left and heard you scream, and she found you all bloody right after that."

Marrin's heart plunged into her stomach. CRAP! "...Danny, I'm sorry for worrying you." She paused, taking a deep breath. "The truth is..." She looked at her arm. "I did this to myself. I cut myself to relieve myself."

She then looked up. Danny had his head on the table, and he was staring at the floor. He wasn't blinking.

The lunch lady gave them the menus. "Today's special is Ketchup and Rice," She told them, as she walked away.

Marrin felt like crying. She felt the tears stinging her eyes. "I should've never started. But soon you become addicted. There is something wrong with me, Danny. I'm a freak of nature. The doctor says my life isn't going to get past my fifties. I'm an unhealthy kid with no family except for my brother."

Danny felt like he was going to throw up.

"Yah, I know. Your brothers outside now."
He didn't tell Marrin what his brother had said to him. It still stung thinking about what Michael had said.

"Its been four days since the….incident."

He couldn't bring himself to say 'suicide'.

Michael is outside? Marrin looked out the window. "I never know. I might die tomorrow, or maybe I'll just die today. I never know. I'm a frail person, fragile. Like I said, the doctor says I won't get past my fifties..." She let her tears roll down her cheeks now. "But before you hate me, I just want to... To tell you... No, give you..." She leaned forward and put a hand under his chin, lifting his head up.

And then she kissed him.

Danny was floating, but it was different than when he kissed Sam. He could feel Marrins presence, her soul, her suffering. And when he opened his eyes, all he could think of to say was the first thing that came to mind.

"I'm sorry for everything."

She slowly pulled her face from his. "...You never did anything to hurt me..." She looked out the window. "...Danny, I really think I like you." Marrin looked back at him. "Every year I wish for someone to feel that special way about me. And every year I got my heart broken." Her tears streamed down her cheeks.

He remembered something.

Stay away from her.

Who had said it?
Had it been Sam, or Tucker?
No.

But something told him whoever had said it had been serious.

"Danny? What's wrong?"

"Erm...Nothing...I...I have to go for now...My folks are probably worried sick. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" He twisted the knob and looked her in the eye.

"And please tell me I can leave you here and not worry?"

She nodded. Danny closed the door and took the elevator down to the front door where Michael was leaning against a tree, a toothpick in his mouth. "Well?"

"She....She's okay. And today's Ketchup and Rice day in the cafeteria." he wiped a tear away from his eye and gave a fake grin.

Michael spat his toothpick in the grass. "If you hurt her," He threatened, poking Danny's chest, "I'll make you wish you had never been born."

"Got it!" Danny replied nervously, grinning like someone who had something to hide.

Michael narrowed his eyes. "Good." He went down the walk slowly. The instant he vanished, Sam showed up.

Danny breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.

"Hey, Sam." He called out in a half broken voice, waving tiredly.

Sam looked at him. Don't say anything stupid, Sam Manson! She smiled. "H-hi Danny. Why are you here?"

"Just visiting Marrin. She finally woke up. After FOUR days."

He didn't want to go into details.

Sam nodded. Well, that was stupid. Why else would he be hanging around a hospital? Geez, Sam! You just can't say anything right! She sat down next to him and slung her backpack on the ground. "So... Did you find out why she was hurt so badly?"

"She tried to kill herself." Danny said quite bluntly. "She. Tried. To. Kill. Herself."

Sam's eyes widened and the first thought to run through her head was Is it my fault? She looked into Danny's sad eyes. "I'm... Really sorry, Danny." She put her hand on his, then quickly removed it. Your losing it, Samantha Manson. You are losing your touch.

Danny smiled quickly, then stopped.

"Its not your fault. You don't have anything to be sorry about...I just...Wish I could've...I could've..."

He stopped in mid sentence.

"Could've what...?"

"Could've helped her, or something...I don't know...Maybe I could've done something?"

He lowered his gaze.

"Nothing I can do about it now."

"Danny," Sam smiled at him. "You've heard me give these speeches a lot, but here goes: There is always something you can do. No matter how bleak the situation may seem, there is always something a person can do. And right now, there is something you can do..." Sam Manson, you are giving him up. Stop. SAY SOMETHING! She gulped. "You can..." Words failed her.

He looked up. "What can I do? I mean, she's in the hospital and probably won't be out for at least another two days…"

Sam shook her head. "Knowing you, Danny, you'll find a way to help her." She looked at her watch. "...I have to go... I'll see you at school tommorow."

"Bye, Sam." He waved to her, then found a secluded area to go ghost.

Danny Phantom flew home, thoughts of Marrin buzzing in his head.

Marrin looked out the window and saw Danny flying away. She smiled a bit. "Maybe... Maybe I have a chance."