Disclaimer: Butch Hartman owns Danny Phantom and Lindsay Lohan owns the song "Over."

Chapter Two

So here's your last chance for redemption

So take it while it lasts because it will end

Sam was lying on her bed, listening to her CD mix that Danny made for her last Christmas, at full volume. She was still trying to get over what Dash said that day. Why was he always humiliating her and Danny and Tucker? Plus, she didn't understand why Danny was always complaining. He's got ghost powers, so he could beat up Dash anytime he wanted to, plus that made him more unique than ever. True, she was unique, but nothing special she sometimes felt. It always felt like Danny and Tucker were always happy-go-lucky and she was the downer. Well that was kind of supposed to be since she was the Goth. But still, Tucker was unique a lot like Danny too, he had…okay, maybe he was kind of floating in the same boat as Sam. Where was he at school today, anyway? He should've called by now, Sam thought, if he was sick or anything and to get homework.

Just right when she was thinking of Tucker calling, she heard her cell phone hanging onto her skirt buckle vibrate. She thought, Yup that's Tucker, but when she looked on her phone screen it was Danny's number. Maybe he knew what was up.

"Hello?"

"Sam, I've got to tell you something! You know how Tucker wasn't at school today?"

"Yeah, why? Have you heard from him?"

"No, but it's got to do with Walker."

"What?" Sam frowned. What would Walker want to do with Tucker? What was Danny talking about?

There was a pause, and then Danny said in a quiet, hushed voice, "Walker's got Tucker."

Sam also had to pause. Walker's got Tucker? Impossible! Why would Walker want Tucker? What's he done? "Danny, I'm worried about Tucker too but I can assure you that Tucker's in good hands, probably at home, or maybe out of town or something."

"Oh he's out of town all right, make that 203 miles and counting."

"What? How do you know he's that far?"

"Look, my dad made this thing that tells where a ghost is in contact with a person, and my dad's been able to contact two things—one, me; and the other, I'm pretty sure is Walker, since my dad said that this ghost was talking about locating a prisoner."

"And how do you know he's got Tucker?"

"He heard a crunch, then a scream, 'I'VE GOT FOUR MORE PAYMENTS ON THAT!' So…"

"That's Tucker," they both said at the same time, remembering the first time the trio met Sulker.

"So when can we get him? And where is he?"

"I don't know, my dad's working on the whole thing right now. He said he should be able to know where the ghost is and where he's heading—hold on a sec," Sam heard someone yelling in the background, most likely Danny's dad Jack. She heard then Danny go in the distance "OK dad!" Then he spoke to Sam again, "okay, make that 214 miles away from Amity and counting. Anyway as I was saying, I'll tell you tomorrow how to get Tucker back."

"Alright Danny. Well I better go, I've got homework to do. I'll talk to you tomorrow, 'kay?"

"Yup, and I'll have the information."

They both said bye to each other and hung up. Sam didn't actually have any homework, she just wanted to be alone for awhile. She looked at the clock. Only 7:45. Oh well, she thought, might as well sleep to get away from the real world.

Danny waited for Sam by his locker. He had all of the papers in his hands for directions, but he was worried how he was going to tell Sam the plan to save their friend. He finally saw her coming up to his locker. For about two seconds he forgot all about Tucker and noticed how beautiful she looked in the light….

Then she broke his thoughts and said, "So, what are we gonna do? My parents don't really care where we go today, as usual, no curfew, stuff like that. Just gotta be back by Friday because the next day I've got this family reunion sort of thing."

"Uhh…that might be a problem. You see I could just fly us to where Walker's at, which is actually up in Canada—"

Sam gasped. "What's Walker doing with Tucker? In CANADA?"

Danny put his hand on Sam's shoulder to calm her down. "Relax Sam, it's just Canada, the country right above us, its flag has a maple leaf…."

"Whatever, maple leaves, yeah okay. Um Canada's far away."

"Yeah. Anyway, I know for sure Walker will be there until Saturday, which is the perfect time for us to get Tucker without Walker getting me too."

Sam gasped. "Saturday? Why not Friday?"

"Well Friday's good too, but I've got to help my dad with this meeting about ghosts."

Sam frowned. "And why do I have to be the one to sneak out?"

"Because I get caught and you don't."

Sam sighed. "Oh alright, fine. I just hope Tucker's going to be okay."

"He will Sam, he will. My dad's constantly watching that monitor. Tucker's going to be okay." Then the bell rang.

"Well we can only hope," Sam said before walking the other direction. Danny noticed how the light made her look again, and then walking into someone's locker caused him to run to his first class.

Lunch came and Danny and Sam were sitting at their table, talking about Tucker. Sam was getting tired about talking about Tucker, but she knew that if she were in this situation, her friends had better be worrying about her. It's not like she had family that would. Well maybe she could after the family reunion, but someone had to ruin it for her…oh well, you do things for the ones you love. LOVE? Sam thought. Love as a friend, brotherly love, not THAT kind of love that could never happen…could it? No might as well not get my hopes up. No, no, no. Bad Sam, bad.

"Uh, Sam are you going to eat that?" Danny pointed to the pile of orange jell-o on Sam's lunch tray. She shook her head. Danny tried to scoop it up but the orange blob kept on falling all over so he just took his fork and started eating off her tray. Sam just looked at Danny's dark hair and admired it.

"So," Danny said in between bites, "7:30 in the morning I'll be here to get you, okay?"

"Mmm-hmm," Sam said, half paying attention to what Danny was saying.

"And bring your cell phone with you in case your parents tell you you've gotta leave. I'll find you."

"Mmm…yup."

"Sam, are you even paying attention to anything I'm saying?"

"Huh…" Sam looked up into Danny's deep blue eyes. It's lust, she told herself. "Sorry, I just don't want to talk about Tucker right now."

Danny frowned. "Why not? I thought we were all friends. Did you two get into a fight?"

"Oh no, I'm just uh, so worried about him I'd rather not discuss the topic at the moment."

"Okay…what do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know." Sam took a bite of her salad. Then she felt her chair shaking.

"Dash get away from us!" Danny yelled. Sam turned around to find the army of the leather sports jackets lead by their leader, Dash.

"Why should I listen to you Fenton really?" Dash snickered. He continued to shake Sam's chair.

"Quit harassing her!"

"Really Fenton I'd quit trying to protect your little girlfriend. I mean there's no point for a weak and defenseless guy like you to stand up to a strong guy like me."

"Leave him alone!" Sam suddenly got out of her chair. There solves the chair problem, she thought.

Dash kicked her heel. "HA!" Dash and all his friends were laughing, and then Sam felt some cold drink being splashed all over her. It smelled like Mountain Dew.

"Oooh, Dash we're really in for it now," one of Dash's friends said.

"Uh, that was an accident dude, seriously."

"Dash, Lancer's coming over here,"

"It was an accident!"

"Dash, I would like to have a word with you discussing your punishment and your friends' punishment's also."

"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT! I'M SORRY!" Then Dash was getting away and being led by Lancer to his office.

That wasn't the end of it, though. Sam could see half the cafeteria laughing at the whole situation. She couldn't take it anymore and ran out of the cafeteria.

"Sam, wait!" Danny came running after her. He finally caught up to her and said, "Come on let's just go outside under the bleachers until the next bell rings, alright?" Sam nodded and they walked to the bleachers in silence.

Danny and Sam sat down on the cold grass. "Danny why does this keep happening to me?" She burst into tears. "Why me?"

"Sam don't listen to them, they're all just losers."

"Danny it doesn't help with you having a crush on one of those losers!"

Danny's face had guilt written all over it. It was true, the one person he liked also tortured Sam. He decided he had to choose—Paullina or Sam. Paullina was beautiful no doubt about that—but Sam was his best friend, his everything.

Danny sat closer to her and put his arms around her. "It's going to be okay for the rest of the week because Dash won't be able to bother us. He might be suspended hopefully."

"But everyone else will still be in this torture chamber we are forced to attend that is also called high school."

"Well, we're safe now right? For about eleven and a half minutes."

Sam smiled for the first time that day, lied in Danny's arms, and savored those eleven and a half minutes. Then right as she laid there, the bell rang and took away that blissful moment. She sighed, knowing all things had to come to an end anyway, and got up and walked to her next class.

(A/N: Well here's the second chapter, I hope you liked it! I actually got it updated quicker than I thought I could, I've been having less homework this week since Easter break is tomorrow—YAY!—so the teachers are giving us less homework so we won't be all stressed over break. Anyways, I would like to thank Ghostsgirl, purrbaby101, Unlikely-to-bear-it, and DannyFentonLuver for reviewing my story! Thank you so much, that made me want to write it even more! Well, till next time!)