Beyond Life and Death
I don't own Danny Phantom.
Chapter 2: He will always be with you
"Sam!" Tucker's voice yelled as he stood in the open doorway and looked at Sam holding the razor. Before she could turn around, he quickly bolted across the room, the door closing behind him, and grabbed her wrist.
"What the hell are you doing!" she yelled as she fought against his grip.
"I would like to ask that too," Tuck said as he fixed his gaze on the razor. He used his free hand to rip the razor from her grip and threw it across the room. He then let go of Sam.
"What are you doing in my house?" she asked.
"You looked more gloomy then usual yesterday, but I couldn't get to you to ask what the matter was. I came over and your parents said I could go and see you."
"You should have at least knocked."
"It might have been too late! Didn't you get this problem dealt with?"
"Like you care," she said at him angrily.
"I can't believe you would say that," Tucker stated. "I'm practically your best friend and I care about you a lot. It's still been pretty hard not having a lot of contact with you in the past year."
"And why should you still care? I haven't even looked upon you as a friend anymore ever since-" she trailed off then as she then sat down on the bed. She put her hands to her face as Tucker could hear the sound of muffled sobs and her shoulders heaving up and down.
"Are you okay?" he asked as he sat down on the bed nest to her.
"Just great. Just leave," she said. Instead, Tucker put his arm around her and said, "That wouldn't work. You can tell me."
Sam lifted her face form her hands and Tucker could see her tear drenched face. "You really…should of known," she said, her voice still stricken with grieve. She then lifted her right hand and pointed to Tucker's side. Tucker looked over at a calendar pinned on the far wall. He was suddenly stricken with a complete sense of stupid at realizing what he had missed.
"God damn it. Tomorrow's the anniversary-"
"I know, don't remained me," Sam interrupted as she lowered her head.
Tucker then took his arm from her shoulder and shut his mouth, not knowing exactly what to say. He continued to listen to Sam's sobs until he said, "Sam, I know how you feel. I grieve not having Danny around as much as you."
"It's not that. I realized I loved him. It's so strong when it just finally comes and we both realized it. And now, I can't be with him."
"Sam, I know that. I get this bond you have with Dan-"
"No! You don't. You never had someone you realize loved you so deeply just be taken away from you. You never had such pain built up inside of you for so long."
"I guess I can't lie then," Tucker said.
"Valerie, right?" Sam asked.
"I did have a crush on her. Now that you bring it up, I remember how pissed I was at Danny for getting her killed. Thanks to you, I realized that I was making too much of a big deal out of it. Why would I care about a crush?"
"Doesn't matter either way. You can never fully understand the loss I have experienced."
"Tucker then looked down and noticed Danny's old hoody lying crumpled on the floor. He smiled as he picked it up and said," I remember this. Danny gave this to you."
"He did," she said as she stared at the hoody.
"Look at me," Tucker stated. Sam did so, allowing him to see tears around her eyes. He then took the arm of the hoody and wiped it over her eyes, cleaning up the moisture.
"What was that for?"
"To make a quick point," Tucker said. "This sweater…It reminds you of Danny."
"It was from that night," she said as she ran her fingers along the material.
"You see, Danny is never gone. He is always with you. The love you feel for him can never be broken. It makes you feel like his presence is always there. Isn't that right?"
"Yes."
"Danny may be dead, but he still is here. His presence, his life, and everyone else who cared about him are still here. And those people: Jazz, his parents, and me we all me Danny just as much as you do. But, you don't have to hide from everyone due to your grief. We can start over and be friends again. You're not alone."
Tucker then placed the hoody in Sam's lap and got up from the bed. He walked over to the door and just as he was about to open it, he heard Sam say," Thanks, Tucker. You remained me how foolish I've been."
"You weren't foolish, just confused," he said as he turned to her.
"I just think I shouldn't have stayed away from everyone for a year. You can take me back, but what about the other Fentons?"
"Sam, just remember" You and the Fentons and myself are all linked by one special person. If Danny were alive, I say he would be the happiest guy in the world. Well, I guess I will meet you at the cemetery tomorrow?"
"You know I will be there."
Tucker smiled and left the room as Sam still pondered his words and held Danny's hoody.
Chapter 3 is coming soon.