Hello, folks! My busy schedule had thinned out quite a bit, so I'll have more time to update with this than usual! Isn't that great? Anyway, thank you for those who reviewed. That makes me happy.

Now let's get to Chapter 3!

-Danny's P.O.V-

I am scared. Scared more than I or anyone else can even imagine. Any fright that I may feel when I fight ghosts is nothing compared to this. Knowing my life could end at any moment twists my heart around in different shapes. I can't tell my parents. Or Jazz. It's too hard.

The only thing that keeps me happy, that keeps me going on is Sam. My love for her grows stronger with each passing second. I can also see that the same is true for her when I gaze lovingly into her eyes. They tell me everything: her pain, her sorrow, her love.

Tucker also helps just by being there and talking things out with me. He's a really great friend. Sometimes his parents take him places and he can't see me very often. But he's always there with me when he can be.

Shortly before Tucker and Sam had come over, Dr. Kitsune had called and said he had medicine that could hopefully hold off the spell. It would give me a few weeks at the most, but it was no guarantee.

-Sam's P.O.V-

I felt as if I had died. I couldn't believe it. Each minute I pray that this is all just a horrible nightmare but I know it's all too real. The love of my life was going to die and it could be at any second. I know this is going to be a serious consequence on me when it happens. But it's impossible to change fate. All you can do is stand there and watch it go by, taking everything that matters to you. We had just realized our love for each other. It just can't end so soon afterward…

But nothing can change it…it still has to happen…

-Normal P.O.V.-

At the office, Dr. Kitsune handed Danny a case of pills, "These will help you hold off the spell. Hopefully it will hold them off for a few weeks at the most. I'm so sorry about all this. There have only been two other cases of this illness in the last fifty years and no one knows what causes it or how to cure it. We only know how to prolong your life by a few weeks."

Sam smiled, just happy that Danny would be with her a little while longer. Danny gazed at her with loving eyes and squeezed her hand, never wanting to let go. He looked back at the doctor and took the pills from him, silently thanking him.

Tucker grinned at Danny, "I could play video games with you a while longer!"

Danny nodded, "Uh-huh."

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Early the next day Sam and Tucker were waiting outside the movie theatre. The three of them had scheduled to see "Return of the Underwear Snatcher" so they could spend the day together for one of the last times. It was a cool morning, but it felt nice comparing to the hot and humid summer days that had just passed.

Tucker looked at his watch, "It's been thirty minutes and Danny's never late." There was worry in his eyes.

Sam gasped, "Oh, no. Do you think that…?" Without finishing, Sam bolted down the street towards Danny's house at light speed, Tucker following. She turned the corner and ran four blocks down, finally stopping in front of the house.

Taking deep breaths, Sam glanced at Tucker and he nodded. She looked at the door as if it would explode as soon as she touched it.

She pulled away. She couldn't open it. She couldn't bring herself to do it not knowing what would be on the other side. She didn't want to see Danny dead without her seeing the process.

"Sam," said Tucker, "You have to open the door. It's the only way to know for sure."

"I know," sighed Sam, "Just give me a minute."

After a few seconds, tears made their way into Sam's eyes and she turned to Tucker, "I'm sorry, I just can't do this!" She tried to run. Tucker quickly grabbed her by the wrists and held her tightly in place.

Sam struggled to get free, screaming, "Let me go! I don't want to see him like that!" Tucker held on tighter, taking care not to hurt her.

"You don't know he's dead!" Tucker shouted. Sam calmed and looked into Tucker's eyes. He was worried but he was doing a good job not to show it. He let go of her wrists.

Sam retorted, "But we don't know he's not."

Tucker folded his arms, "Then how are we going to find out?"

Sam sighed in dismay as Tucker put his hands on her shoulders, trying to assure her that everything would be alright. Sam nodded, "You're right." She turned back to the door.

"You can do this, Sam," whispered Tucker behind her.

Sam took a deep breath as she grabbed the doorknob and pulled it open. She saw a black-haired boy with ice blue eyes sitting on the couch, still as alive as ever.

Danny smiled, "Hi, guys."

Tears reached Sam's eyes again as she ran over to the couch and crashed into Danny, sobbing into his chest. Danny gasped for breath for a few seconds and then gently put his arms on her back.

Sam choked between sobs, "Why didn't…you come?" Tucker sighed and shut the door, then went into the living room and sat down next to Danny and Sam.

Danny sighed, "I'm sick today. I called both of you but your parents said you had already left. My mom wouldn't let me out of the house. I didn't think you'd get so worried. I'm so sorry, Sam…" He felt appalled at himself for worrying his best friends so much.

Sam repositioned herself so she was sitting in his lap sideways with her head on his shoulder. Once in a while she sniffed as she listened to Danny and Tucker start talking about the latest video games. Not too interested, her mind wandered to what the day Danny had his last spell would be like.

She vaguely remembered what was going on around her as Danny rocked her. She began to cry again picturing Danny dead. She whispered, "Danny…I'd be lost without you…" and she fell asleep.

Danny looked down at Sam with a look of sorrow in his eyes. He looked ready to cry as he turned back to Tucker.

"It's okay, man," Tucker sighed with sadness in his tone.

"I have to be strong for her, Tuck," said Danny, "For her sake. In front of her I have to act like nothing's wrong. But alone…alone I space out. Every night I slowly cry thinking about what I'm leaving behind. You, Sam, Mom, and Dad. I didn't know Sam would be taking it so hard." A teardrop fell from his eye.

Tucker placed a hand on his best friend's shoulder for comfort, "I know what you mean, man. Everyone who knows is taking it hard. I am, but like you, I try not to show it. Sam is taking it the hardest. You know she loves you. She loves you more than anything."

Danny sighed, "I know…What's gonna happen to me?"

"I don't know."

"I always wonder when it will come," Danny found himself talking to the ceiling and his eyes looked blank; no emotion in them. "I always wonder if it will be a painful death or if I just got dizzy like the others and pass out and die without even feeling anything."

Tucker looked down at the floor, taking it all in.

Danny's eyes dropped to the sleeping form of Sam, the light from the window illuminating her beautifully. He gave a small smile and whispered softly, "My guardian angel."

As sorrow filled the room, all three knew Danny's days were numbered. But how long he had was a question still left unanswered until it happened…

Another bit of sorrow in that chapter, wasn't it? Oh, well. Danny's next fatal fainting spell could come at any moment, and what will happen to everybody? Will Sam be able to take it when it happens? Let's find out in Chapter 4!