A/N THANK YOU ALL OF MY FANS! THIS IS FOR YOU! Also to relieve my desire for good Danny phantom fan fiction… ALSO I DO NOT OWN DANNY PHANTOM or else it would always be like this. And more lovey…gooey…ROMANCIN! Thank you Butch Hartman. I love your creation and the subtle Danny Sam romance! THANK YA

Family Heirloom

Chapter Four!

Danny found himself looking around; it seemed he was on a street. But something was…wrong. If he was looking at something it would stay there, but as soon as it left his direct focus it seemed as if it became less real, less there. "Where am I?" Danny said. "And more importantly, why aren't I in ghost mode?" he thought about going ghost, a silvery ring encircled him, turning him to Danny phantom. It took him more concentration than normal, he realized. "Agh, that almost hurt! What's going on?" just then a young girl, almost an infant, appeared in front of him.

gasp "Danny Phantom! I can't wait t-" then she just vanished. Not like a ghost goes invisible, but she just didn't exist anymore.

"Whatever is going on, this isn't the ghost zone. This is much weirder." He said. "Maybe if I can get in the air I can see where I am." But flying was almost impossible; all he could do was hover in the air, no matter how hard he tried. "C'mon! Why isn't it working?" and for a second he let his concentration slip. Then he was back on the ground as Danny Fenton. "What!" he shouted. "Going Ghost! Uh… GOING GHOST! AGH!" he was rolling on the ground clutching his head, he couldn't even concentrate enough to go ghost anymore. "Well, I can still walk." He said, getting up. He was making a note not to come here ever again, if he could ever come to figure out where here was.

Sam was lying on the ground, crying. She had never given up on Danny, she had always been there. Always given him support, and now she couldn't even feel where he was. She didn't care what poverty did anymore, if only Danny had been ok. Wait, where was poverty? Surely he would have seen his hostage fall from that high, and he definitely heard her yell. So where was he; in fact, where was she? This wasn't the mall. She started to look around; this didn't even look like Amity Park. She was calming down, and then she realized; she couldn't feel her tears. It felt like she had been crying for hours. She looked around for a mirror. And suddenly a mirror just shimmered into existence in front of her. She was so surprised she almost smacked into it. She examined herself in the mirror, and her makeup was good as new! "This is weird, but…" She was feeling a little better so she decided to fool around a bit. She thought about having her hair longer and suddenly it grew like it hadn't been cut for months! "Wow, I wonder what i can do..." and eventually she figured out how to make her body change. She imagined herself as a professional body builder and her body rippled withfinely toned muscles.

If Danny saw me like this he would freak. But then again maybe I could teach him a lesson. Oh Danny… and as she thought her mind wandered, her image shifted from her looking like Paullina (Ick! Was her only thought when that happened.) To her wearing a beautiful black dress, to her old self. "I know Danny loves me, but what does he like about-" and she cut herself off with an embarrassed blush as she saw her body change, well… at least the torso of her body changed. She covered herself and thought about how she normally looked. "Normal! Normal! NORMAL!" she shouted. "I hate that mirror!" and it shattered. Not the glass, but the mirror itself shattered as if someone had taken a wrecking ball to it. "I guess I shouldn't get bored around here… or else."

Sam had been putting off what she knew she wanted to do, to try to call out to Danny. She had been walking for a long time and nothing had happened. She also hadn't seen anyone else around, except for a person that she saw for an instant, who was falling and flickered out before he hit the ground. So she finally admitted she needed to try. She stood, closed her eyes, held out the hand with the ring. Then she slowly rotated around several times, but as she kept on rotating her hope had become thinner and thinner. There was nothing. She tried it with her eyes open. Nothing. Panicking, she desperately began to run in random directions, through empty streets, open fields, anywhere. She finally collapsed in the middle of what looked to be the largest city she had ever seen. She began to cry again as she screamed "DANNY!" and then the cry was of grief because he was gone. Gone.

It had seemed an eternity since he awoke in this strange place, and it seemed he was going in circles. He was about to give up when he heard something almost too faint to hear. Danny. He thought his mind was playing tricks on him (which very well could have been the case, since prolonged loneliness often caused the most normal of people to go mad) but he didn't care. Instinctively he yelled as loud as he could. "SAM! SAM IM COMING! SAAAAM!" And he kept on shouting. Then eventually he heard another Danny. He started to jog, then run. Though he knew he was going too slowly, he needed to get there faster. "I need to go faster! FASTER!" he shouted at himself. Suddenly the buildings and scenery kept going faster and faster until everything went by in a blur. He saw Farms, trees, and eventually even cities go by faster than he could blink. It was as if he was circling the globe in under a second's time. He wept, wept for happiness because he could hear Sam's voice, and now it was getting closer. Danny. He came closer and closer. All the time shouting "Don't worry Sam I'm coming!" and always answered by another faint Danny.

Sam thought she had finally gone mad. She could hear Danny again; she looked up just as something was coming closer, at impossible speed. Then he stopped, and time that seemed to go faster than she could possibly imagine slowed to a crawl. She could see the tears in his eyes; almost feel the torment in his soul. The wind was softly rustling his hair. They stood there, both overjoyed to see each other but afraid this was a trick of each of their own minds. And at that moment Sam went over every time in her life when she could do something to make Danny know she cared for him; and every time she had either been too scared of rejection or thought she would get in the way of him being a hero. After what had happened today (at least she still thought it was that day, it always seemed to be a strange twilight here in this place) she knew she wasn't afraid of rejection anymore, so if this was Danny, then it was time for her to make him hers for good. Paullina would still be the hot girl, the town swoon, but Danny would be hers.

So she closed the distance between her and him, and held him. They both wept, they fell to the ground, they babbled about how they had failed each other.

"I thought I would never see you again. I'm sorry I failed you Sam." Danny admitted while he hugged Sam tighter to him.

"No, I'm sorry, I couldn't help you in time, and I save you when you're in trouble. I couldn't do that this time." Was all Sam could force out.

"You're wrong Sam; for once you're really wrong." He said, chuckling. By now they had both stopped crying, and were starting to get on their feet. They were holding hands between them and looking into each others eyes when someone appeared to the side of them, screaming "WHY WONT YOU LISTEN TO ME! I HATE YOU S-" and was gone. Danny let go of Sam only to grip his sides because he started laughing so hard.

"HAHA! That reminded me, AH HAAHA, of all the times we've seen the box ghost." Danny said through the laughter.

Now Sam was laughing too "yeah, he would always show up and do something moronic, saying 'I am the box ghoooost! Beware!' HAHAHA" and she practically fell into Danny's arms, laughing.

They stood there holding each other, reminiscing. Until finally Sam pulled her head back and softly brushed his cheek with her hand. "Danny, you know I still love you, right?" she said with a mischievous look on her face. Danny looked back and imitated Sam's happily evil look.

"Yes Sam, to the ends of the earth." And he kissed her, they kissed each other.

After a while Sam broke from the kiss, and held their hands between their faces. They looked at the rings on each others fingers as Sam said "I guess we are engaged, then." And looked to Danny for the answer she wanted so much in the world to hear.

"Yes Sam, I guess we are." and the rings they held between them in so tightly gripped hands did not only shine, they pulsed with radiance of shimmering white light. This had been the first time Danny realized he had had it on since earlier in Sam's bedroom. He looked at his ring, and looked at Sam. He knew, and so did she, that these rings were no ordinary family heirlooms.

They drew in closer, feeling themselves being pulled by each others love.

PULSE.

At that moment to Danny, Sam seemed to become less there, like everything else in this world. Sam was screaming, pointing at Danny. He looked at himself, and he was starting to fade as well.

PULSE.

They were becoming more faded by the second; and Sam realized she never told Danny where she was held by Poverty. She tried to yell it out before they faded completely. "Danny! I'm being held in the-"

PULSE.

And they were gone, taken back to their bodies, leaving the world of dreams to be still once more.

Sam woke only to find poverty just looking up from his destruction, how long has it been? She thought. She tried to find a clock, she found one above a wrecked fruit stand, and it said 11:37 MALL CLOSED. "That's impossible." Sam said, "Only 10 minutes? But I was there for… where was I?" she tried to get up, she felt fine, if a little shaken. Then she was slammed against the wall by Poverty, "What were you thinking girlie? If you try to run again I will personally make sure your boyfriend never sees you or anything else ever again." He angrily rasped. He pushed her to a store that was already trashed, but the steel fence around the door and windows was still intact. He made them both phase through and he said again, "Don't try running, or else." And he went back to continue his rampage.

Danny woke in a pile of snow. Was it just a dream? He thought. He looked at his hand; the ring was just as it had always been. He looked around, he was still Danny Fenton and it was still night, but as he turned he stopped. "Sam." He said, and with righteous fury he cried "Going Ghost!" and flew in the direction of the mall.

To Be Continued

A/N aha! Another cliffy! Danny opens up to his feelings and the powers of the rings work again! Your thinking, "powers? As in plural?" Yep, got a surprise for you guys next in the almost definite conclusion of this story! And I will be writing a sequel! The ideas are in my head people! Try to guess what will happen next. also HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY MASTER OF PROCRASTINATION!