Hey guys, I know, it was a while since the last update… like a week or so… because I kinda went on vacation. Yea, sorry for not telling you. Have a job this summer too, so most of my free time, I will be spending on typing on here, lucky enough for you guys, huh? Lol, joking, anyhow, here is your update, hope you enjoy it!

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"Tucker, we need to get to Sam's," I said fast, since I realized it was best to go let her know about it now, instead of later.

"Why? You're going to believe that junk?"
"It isn't junk Tucker. I don't think Valerie is making a joke out of this, she is telling the truth all the way," I told him, scooping Amy into my arms, but I didn't want Tucker to see me holding her, since that felt even more peculiar than it normally would have.

I grabbed Tucker to drag him with me, and as soon as we were downstairs, Jazz caught me, and stopped me.

"Where are you going off to?" She asked me, looking at me curiously. She wasn't mad, or trying to keep me locked up in the house, it was probably just odd for me to be carrying Amy around out of the house.

"Sam's house, why?"
"Oh… Ok, you have been acting odd," she said, eyeing me skeptically, but she let me pass without further questions. As soon as I was outside, I went intangible, holding Tucker and Amy so I could fly over to Sam's house with the two of them. I figured that as long as I had bad news, why not let her know that Tucker knew her secret now?

Once at her house, I realized her parents still weren't home, which meant she was home alone, which made me feel worse.

I opened the door, which creaked, and made it seem as though something was wrong, but at least I could hear her stereo playing in her room, so there was at least a sign that it wasn't quiet at least.

"Here, you take her," I told Tucker, handing him Amy, and as I passed her over, he looked as though he didn't know what to do, but I knew as soon as I ran around the corner, he would act as though nothing was wrong.

I started up the stairs to her room, going intangible on the way, so I could just check and make sure she was Ok first. At least if I was a ghost, I could start fighting if there was the need to. Besides, why not sneak up on her?

I reached the top of the stairs, and saw that her door was closed. I walked down the hallway, to check on Tiffany first. When I entered the room, I saw her sleeping peacefully in her bed, and that made me feel half relieved.

Leaving the room quietly, I snuck down to Sam's room, which I knew I shouldn't just sneak up on her from the middle of no where, but I really didn't care right now.

I went through her door, and saw her laying on her bed, with a purple night gown on, that only went down to the top of her knees, with black feathers outlining the bottom of it, and the sleeves, which was a tank top. It fit her body perfectly, tight enough to see her thin frame, which made me almost drool over the sight of it. What in the world was I doing? Sneaking up on her like this, but oh well.

I could see her mouthing the words to the song that was blaring on her stereo. I remembered us sitting in her room listening to music like this for hours, doing nothing else. I was used to the noise at least, or I might have turned down the volume, since I think it was pretty much as loud as it was getting.

Sam was so gorgeous right now, her hair all the way down, eyes sparkling with the wonder they always seemed to have, and that little smile on her face that pulled it all together. This was a perfect moment on my part, I couldn't get a much better picture of her than this. I stood there for a while, taking it all in, and then I walked over to the side of her. She looked at me, as though knowing I was there, but then turned her focus back on the ceiling that she had been staring at since I had gotten there.

"Hey Sam," I said, as though it was nothing, as I turned back into myself. She jumped, and then got a relieved look on her face when she saw it was just me.

"You scared me Danny! What are you doing here?" She asked, sitting up to look at me.

"Ok, Valerie wants to expose me, and now she is out to get Tiffany and Amy, that is pretty much the story," I said, not adding in details of what had happened before hand, because now I was to focused on what she looked like, instead of what mattered at the moment. Sam could tell I wasn't exactly 'into it' at the moment, because I didn't really sound as though I cared about that, when she knew I did.

"What are you looking at?" She asked me, ignoring what I had just said.

"Nothing," I said nervously, and I could feel myself blushing.

"Uh-hu, like I am going to believe that," she said smiling, and I smiled back. Sam leaned forward and grabbed my hand, pulling me forward to her. I sat down next to her, doing what she wanted. She leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips, then I returned her kiss, and we wrapped our arms around each other. Sam started to make me move back on her bed, so she was leaning over the top of me. She was in the same kind of position as in the fake-out-make-out, but this time, it wasn't fake at all.

I saw the door swing open, and saw Tucker standing there, and I was going to shove Sam off of me, but Tucker slammed the door shut instantly. When Sam heard the door shut, she pulled away from me, and looked at the door. I sat up, and watched as she walked over to the door, and I could just imagine what she was going to say to Tucker.

"What in the hell are you doing here?" Sam asked Tucker furiously, and I could see he was still holding Amy.

"Danny brought me here…" he said, and I shrunk down.

Sam walked back into the room, and closed the door on Tucker, and I figured for surly she was going to blow up in my face.

"How did you tell him?" She asked me curiously, as though I had done a favor for her.

"He saw me and Valerie arguing, and he found out?" I said, hoping that was the right answer.

"Ok, at least he found out one way or another," she shrugged, and walked back to the door to let him in. I looked at her dazed, not knowing what that was all about, since last I knew, we both DIDN'T want him to find out.

"Sorry for breaking in on you guys," Tucker said nervously, and I turned my attention to him.

"No problem," I said, since I had just left him standing there by himself for a while.

"You're not mad?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. I shrugged, since normally, I might have been mad at him, but this time, it was kind of my fault for it.

"Yea, I can't be mad at you this time, but don't do it ever again," Sam said answering for me, but I could tell she was joking to Tucker. Sam could care less what people thought about her, or her acts, most of the time, but she could get a little more jealous around Tucker and I. Not so much around me anymore though.

"I don't think I want to walk in on you again," Tucker said cringing, and both Sam and I gave him a dirty look. "I was just joking."

"Yeah, we all believe that," Sam said half-joking, half-serious.

"Did you tell Sam?" Tucker asked me, changing the subject.

"Yeah, I told her… kind of."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I told her, but I don't think I really got my point across," I said, turning to Sam, who smiled shyly.

"Yeah, I know what you were talking about Danny. I was paying attention, unlike you," she said, reminding me of my not so 'into it' temper earlier, and I smiled sheepishly.

"Maybe I don't want to know?" Tucker asked, since he had kind of gotten let out of the conversation.

"Danny was staring at me, and not paying attention," Sam said, pretty much explaining it all, and I got embarrassed by that, which was probably her goal.

"Nice dude," Tucker said to me, and I looked at him angrily, and would have attacked him, if he wasn't holding Amy, which I think we had all forgotten about for the moment.

"Umm, you want me to take her from you?" I asked Tucker, and he looked down at her, then back at me and nodded. Sam suddenly tried to hide her face by hanging it over, since really, Tucker hadn't said anything to her about that yet.

I took Amy from him, and he turned to Sam, noticing her embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" He asked her, but he knew what was wrong, he wasn't exactly THAT stupid. Ok, he could get to be stupid… but you know what I mean.

"Nothing," she said perplexed, still looking at the floor and avoiding eye contact.

"Doesn't seem like nothing to me," he said, but I could tell he really wasn't into talking about what we all had on our minds either.

"Just drop it, Ok?" She asked him, and took Amy from me, and walked down the hall.

"She's acting weird," Tucker said, pointing to the doorway, which was referring to Sam.

"No she isn't, she's just embarrassed I guess, about you know what," I shrugged.

"Yeah, but… does she have to act like that?"
"Tucker, just drop it, Ok?"

"You aren't exactly what you used to be either," he said, not dropping it like I asked him to do. I looked at him bewildered, since I had no idea what he was talking about.

"You have been so secretive, and you and Sam being together like that… it just isn't the same," he sighed, and I kind of felt bad, but then I didn't. Why did he have to act like this? Shouldn't he be happy for us, instead of making himself miserable over it? One more thing to add onto my list of hard times. How could it get any worse than this? Harder times… could that be possible?

Ok, that is all for now, this part just kind of added on more things Danny has to worry about, but it wasn't nearly as bad for him as the rest though, in my opinion. Just a short Chapter, like I said, I am very busy as of now, and don't have much time to write. I had work today, and got home like, an hour ago, so yeah, I am gone most of the day. Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Next chapter will be longer, I promise.

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