Okay people! Here is the much desired chapter 10! I have had a bad case of writers block for a while and still kinda do, but I think its better to just try and write than not write at all! So here goes nothing!

Friends Forever…right?

Chapter- 10, It's not over

Danny Fenton tossed and turned in a fevered haze of pain as he lay in the annoyingly white sterile hospital room. It had been two days since he had awakened and he was still in immense pain from his injuries. He had tried to make less of his situation because he knew Sam would feel even more guilty than she already did, but he didn't know how much longer he would be able to keep a smiling face. If it wasn't the horrible pain he felt from his ribs when he took a deep breath, it was the fact that the stitches in his stomach and back were chafing. What's more is that Sam and Tucker had been acting a lot more protective of him than usual. Almost as though he were in danger, and this worried him, because in his state he was in no condition to battle anyone be they dead or alive.

Finally giving up on trying to find a comfortable position, Danny weakly reached down for the remote to the television. Clicking it on, he glanced over at the clock. It read 2:50pm which was simply a reminder that Sam and Tucker would be coming up to the hospital soon to 'make rounds' as they put it. Turning his attention back to the TV, Danny started frantically flipping channels, hoping to find something to keep his mind from wondering. One hundred and seventy seven channels later he flipped the TV back off and silently dozed off into an uneasy slumber.

"-ost…ild…ghost…child…" Danny could hear in the dark abyss that was supposed to be his dreams. He looked around, hoping for some hint of what might be calling him, but was only met by blackness.

"It's…not…over…"The voice continued to rasp, sounding as though it was coming closer.

"I…am…coming…for you…ghost child…YOU…WILL BE MINE!!!" It shouted angrily. Danny, now panicking tried to run away, but to where? All directions just seemed to lead him closer to the fiend that lived in the dark miasma. Finally, Danny skidded to a halt when two menacing, glowing, green eyes appeared before him. He froze with fear.

"W-who, are y-y-you?" Danny managed to choke out.

"Your greatest nightmare…"The voice spat back in return while reaching out two huge, grayish, metallic arms for his throat. Danny, realizing who the voice belonged to, felt his flesh erupt in chills.

"Skulk-"he began but his words were cut off by the cold hands wrapping around his throat. The grip becoming tighter, Danny began to struggle for breath. He tried to scream, but nothing came out. He was completely helpless.

"Danny!" echoed a familiar voice. Listening closely, Danny realized it was Sam.

"Danny, wake up! Danny!" Sam continued. Danny tried to call back to Sam, but couldn't under the pressure of Sulkers' grasp. Suddenly everything began to shake, and his vision fuzzed with the tremors. Closing his eyes, Danny began to feel as though he were falling and then he began to hear familiar beeping noises. Then, finally the pressure on his neck ceased and he took a deep breath. Opening his eyes, he was met by Sam and Tucker, their expressions full of worry.

"Danny, dude, are you alright?" Tucker asked leaning in closer. Danny was out of breath and had broken out in a cold sweat.

"You're really pale; do you want us to call the nurse?" Sam added, placing a cool hand on his forehead.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Bad dream is all." Danny responded with a weak smile. "How long have you guys been here?" He asked changing the subject.

"We just got here about five minutes ago. We panicked when we saw you struggling to breathe. What was your dream about?" Sam asked taking a seat beside him and trying not to bump his IV.

"It was nothing, really. Just a bad dream, don't worry about it." Danny encouraged. He really wasn't ready to openly face the fact that Skulker may still be around.

"If you say so." Sam replied, looking away for a moment. "So, are you feeling any better today?" She asked, slightly smiling.

"A little, I'd really like to get out of this bed for a while." Danny responded. "These stitches are really started to chafe." He added, wincing a little as he tried to change positions.

"We could ask the nurse if you could get up for while; would that help?" Sam asked placing a hand on Danny's chest in an attempt to make him stop moving. Danny, blushing at her touch, nodded.

"Tucker, could you go find a nurse and ask her if Danny could get up for a while?"

"Yeah, sure." Tucker replied as he walked out of the room. A moment of silence passed between them. Finally, Sam decided to speak.

"Y-know Danny…the other night when you first woke up, you heard the things I said while you had been sleeping…didn't you...?" Sam asked lowering her head to hide the fact that she was blushing.

"Every word…"Danny replied, smiling.

"Well…you never said anything, so I…I don't know how you were feeling about it…"Sam could feel her face getting hotter by the moment. Finally looking Danny in the eye, she was surprised to see that he was smiling.

"I…" Danny began but stopped when he saw a blue mist come from his mouth and felt a bone chilling shiver run down his spine. Something was in the room with them. Sam, seeing the mist come from Danny's mouth quickly stood up and began to look around the room. Frozen with fear, her mind began to go mad trying to figure out what to do. Call Tucker? No, he couldn't possibly hear her through the closed door, and leaving Danny wasn't an option because whatever it was had probably come for him, and in his condition he would be no match for whatever was lurking in the shadows.

"Ghost child…I've come for you…" whispered a voice from the shadows. Sam instinctively sat up on the bed with Danny and placed herself over him in defense.

"Aww how cute, the little Halfa's girlfriend is protecting him." The whisper continued now becoming a voice.

"Go away! Leave Danny ALONE!" Sam shouted into the emptiness of the room.

"Sam, run while you can. I don't want whatever that thing is to hurt you! GO!" Danny pleaded raising a bandaged arm to grab her shoulder.

"It's too late for that, Ghost Child." The voice teased and at that a black cloud of smoke appeared before them. Small at first it doubled its size in mere seconds. Sam and Danny shivered at the gigantic aura of hatred that protruded from it. Finally just when the smoke was almost starting to choke them it stopped spreading and began to shrink. Eventually it formed the silhouette of a man. Danny knew, with great dread who it was. There in the middle of the room stood a very angry Skulker baring a sadistic grin.

"You didn't think it was going to be that easy to get ready of me, did you?" Skulker asked, taking a step closer.

Muahahahahaha okay just be happy I updated, lol. I have had the WORSE case of writers block ever. Please read and review everyone!!! Thank you!