No, I don't own Danny Phantom. Stop asking me! hahah just joking...
Two days later, Tucker was still at Danny's apartment, and Danny hadn't yet returned. Sam was recovering well, but her spirit was broken. Tucker helped her get around the apartment, and cooked her food to eat. Tucker's girlfriend also came over to help out. Tucker's family knew something was going on, since Tucker called them to let them know he would be at Danny's for a while. After all, he wasn't doing homework, they had just graduated!
"So Sam, what do you want for lunch? I'll make your favorite…grilled cheese and French fries! No meat there!" Sam smiled sadly, and nodded. She was coping with what had happened, and now Danny was gone, so she couldn't tell him about the ghost. She sighed, staring sightlessly at the television screen. She sat in silence until she heard Tucker give a girly shriek; his usual.
"Danny! Where have you been?" Sam heard Tucker say, and she got up and ran to the kitchen. There, standing in his ghost form after coming in through the ceiling, was Danny, dirty and wet, and clutching something behind his back. A huge grin was plastered on his face.
"Heh, heh, heh…" He laughed, motioning for Sam to come closer. She ran forward, angry eyes fixated on Danny. Tucker swallowed hard and closed his eyes, waiting for the fight to ensue. Instead, he heard a little squeal from Sam, and a happy chuckle from Danny. He opened his eyes carefully, to see Danny, back as a human, and Sam, smiling happily under a worn dark blue plaid blanket. Tears were streaming unabashedly down her pale face.
"Danny, man, how did you find that!" Tucker exclaimed. From the way it looked, it was the same blanket he gave same at the senior prom months ago.
"Well, what did you think I was doing?" Danny answered. Sam looked up at him.
"I thought you ran away, because you hated me now." She said plainly, cuddling happily in her blanket. It even smelled like Danny.
"Sam…" Danny moved towards her gently. Taking her hand in his own, he put his face only centimeter away from hers. "Sam, I could never hate you. Just as I have never stopped loving you. Sam, I'll never leave you." Tucker inwardly groaned. Did Danny realize what he just said…aloud? Apparently he did, because his normally pale face had turned bright red. Tucker took this as his cue to leave.
"Well, I've gotta date with Gia…gotta go…Bye!" He sneaked out the kitchen and left the apartment building, chuckling to himself. If he thought correctly, those two would be kissing each other. He looked up to the kitchen window. Sure enough, Danny and Sam were liplocked, Danny with his hand protectively through her hair and on her cheek.
"It's about time…." Tucker exclaimed, before starting the walk to his own home.
The End.
Yes, I am writing a sequel. It's not over yet!