Hey guys, wow, I can't believe I'm using a computer! In like… weeks! Yes, I'm not home yet, still not coming back till the 12th, but there was a library in the town we're staying at (luckily) And my mom is giving me 2 hours here, so I'm plenty happy enough! Then though, I can't use a computer until I get home… but that's Ok! It's so weird to use a computer again, lol. Anyhow… I'm having a wonderful vacation! Here's your update…

Oh yea, one more thing. I did catch the movie, and I notice the D/Vness in it, but this story is still how I think it really is, and how it should/would go, if the show wasn't on Nick as far as Danny and Valerie. Sorry D/V people (you probably aren't even reading this anyway) but I hate Valerie, she still seems a bit sneaky to me, and no matter how nice she gets, I will never change my mind. I am a true D/S fan, and always will be, I'm sure some of the other people reading this are like that too.

(Sam's POV)

"You doing Ok?" My mom asked me while we were in the car on the way back home.

"No, why would I be?" I said, folding my arms across my chest, pouting. I had to make myself look miserable, just to make my mom feel bad, because right now I had a reason for pouting.

"I don't know. Just wondering. We can come back and visit him again tomorrow," She said, taking a glance over at me, but trying to keep her eyes on the road.

"Sam, you mind if we talk about you and Danny?"

"Yes, I do mind," I said, getting angry with her. There she goes digging into my life again. She doesn't need to know about us at all, it's non-of her business!

"Well, we are going to talk about it anyway, Ok?"

"Whatever," I groaned, and continued to stare out the window, watching everything rush past me. I wished I could move that fast away from my mom…

"Ok, I have some rules for you, all right? First of all, no being alone with Danny, I can't trust you anymore," she said, and I could tell that she was proud of making that rule, but that bugged me.

"Why can't we be alone? It was a mistake, it won't happen again! It was all a thing of the past," I yelled at her, now facing her, and she gave me a stern look, but still kept her eyes on the road ahead of her.

"No, it wasn't a thing of the past Sam, you're stuck with it for life now."

"Yea, it's not bugging me any, so can we stop talking about this?"

"Yes… if you wish," she sighed, and the rest of the ride home was in silence. When we got home, I ran up to my room, and flung myself onto my bed. Why did she care so much? It's my life, I can do what I want with it, and she shouldn't have to control my life.

I stared at the ceiling, thinking over everything. Danny was in the hospital now, I was stuck here under my mom's strict orders, that I'm sure weren't going to be fun, and Tucker was totally pissed at Danny and I. How could it get much worse? Most of all the fact that Danny was in the hospital, I had to worry about him more than anything…

"Sam! Dinner!" My mom called for me, and I sighed, and sat up slowly. Should I even bother? I hated eating at all period, all I was doing was wasting resources, and my mom most likely cooked the same meal she always did.

"Not hungry!" I called down, and plopped back down on my bed.

"You need to eat!"

"No I don't!" I hollered back, of course, I'm sure my dad was enjoying listening to all of this right about now. He didn't get mad like my mom did, usually he was laid back, and let my mom take care of me, probably to avoid me from having a personal war with him as well as a lot of other people.

"You get down here now!" She yelled, and with all this yelling, one of them woke up, because I could hear crying down the hall. Oh well, it was an excuse to stay away from dinner longer.

"Can't, busy now!" I yelled, and got up to go to the baby's room. No matter how much I tried to let all of this sink in, I was still a kid… with two babies… and it didn't seem right at all. Not in one single way. But, even with all of that, and with the fact that you would think it would feel weird around Danny, I still hung around him like we always had.

I walked into their room, but there was silence now. Oh well, at least I could still pretend like I was busy. I walked over to Amy's crib, but she wasn't in it.

"Shit," I mumbled to myself softly, and started looking everywhere. She wasn't old enough to escape! Luckily, Tiffany was still in her crib, but Amy's mysterious disappearance wasn't exactly easy going. My mom would totally kill me if I didn't…

"Sam, mind telling me why she was downstairs?" My mom asked me, walking into the room with Amy in her arms. I looked at her puzzled, and took Amy from her.

"Umm… I have no idea?"

"Yea, well, you need to act more responsibly, and that Danny owes you a lot!" She said, walking out of the room furiously. Like as though I cared about who was taking care of them the most? I wasn't going to punish Danny from being in the hospital!

"Amy… what in the world did you do?" I asked her, as though there was going to be an answer from her. I stuck her back in her crib, still thinking about what had happened, it was probably my dad. He was the only one home while we were gone, it must have been just for a joke or something.

I walked out of the room, back into mine, it had been a long day. I hadn't gotten much sleep the past few nights anyhow, since Tiffany woke up at exactly 3:25 every morning, which sucks. But, I had to deal with it, and it didn't bother me that much.

When I got in my room, I laid down on my bed, and turned the lights out. I turned my stereo on softly, so it wasn't to loud, just loud enough to hear so I could fall asleep. Up until I fell asleep, I thought of Danny, and if he was going to be Ok. He looked like he was doing all right, but there was no telling if that would last or not…

"Sam! Wake up hun, we need to go!" I heard someone screaming in my face. I just groaned, and turned to go back to sleep.

"Sam, Danny is in emergency care," she said, and I sat up immediately.

"What? What's going on?" I asked her, as though I had never been asleep that whole time, totally awake and alert now.

"They don't know for sure, but he was put into emergency care, they got the phone call, but nothing was explained.

"Ok, can we get going?" I asked her, hoping out of bed, but then I remembered I couldn't leave Tiffany and Amy behind.

"Can I grab Tiff and Amy?" I asked her first, and she just shrugged, as though leaving it up to me to decide. I ran down the hall, waking both of them up, and carried them out the door. My mom was soon behind me, but I was already in the car before she was even thinking of getting in it. I couldn't wait to get there and figure out what was wrong with him. Everything was racing through my head, what if he died? What if he was only going to be alive for a few more minutes?

"Hurry up," I told my mom when she got in the car, and she looked at me angrily. At first, I was the one not moving to fast… but that was before I knew what was happening. The sky wasn't even lit up, and clouds floating around covered the moon. It was cold outside, making it a bad night over-all.

While driving, I sat there impatiently, staring out at the blank sky above. Maybe it meant bad news, it just so happens the night is horrible, as well as Danny's status. Who knows, right now I'm not even thinking clearly, so I could just be bringing myself to weird thoughts.

When the hospital came into view, it was brightly lit up from all the lights on inside, I was amazed it was this busy at night, every other building around it was dark, as well as the city, except for the few light posts every so often that dimly lit up the street. Every so rooms, there were lights turned out, but most of them were on, including the room Danny was in.

We pulled up next to the Fenton RV, since it was kinda hard to miss, and saw that Jazz was standing there waiting for us.

"Why were you waiting for us?" My mom asked, as she stepped outside her door. I stepped out too, and looked at Jazz expectantly, but then looked at the hospital. I couldn't wait to see what was to lay beyond that door for me, yet maybe it was something I didn't want to know. My heart was pounding fast, and hard, as my thoughts raced through my head once again. I had mixed feelings, wanting to go in, yet wanting to stay out, and not bother to learn what was wrong. Jazz didn't look to happy at all, which might not have been a good thing.

"My mom told me to, so I could take you up to Danny's room. They aren't done with whatever they're doing yet anyway," she said, and shifted her position a little, unsteadily. She looked like she was about to cry, and I could have cried, but I was holding it back as good as I could.

"Is he going to be Ok?" My mom asked, as though she was really concerned, but I knew she hated Danny, she had never liked him, and had always told me he was going to get me into trouble. Yes, he did, quit often, but that never made me even think about abandoning him, he was the best a friend could get.

"We don't know, no one is telling us what is happening," she sighed, and started to walk towards the building, me right by her side. I wanted to know just as badly as everyone else, but wasn't going to find out yet, shouldn't someone have told them? It was odd, but I'm sure there were few people working right now, and all of them were probably in the room with him.

We got up to the door, and I sighed, taking a deep breath before I stepped into familiar surroundings. A blast of heat hit us as we walked in the door, and it felt kinda good compared to the dropping temperature outside. Jazz led us through the building, as though she knew it like the back of her hand. She had no troubles, going through a whole bunch of hallways, up stairs, everything, without thinking twice.

We turned around one last corner, and Danny's parents were sitting in chairs in a waiting room. They looked up when they saw us coming, and Maddie forced a smile across her face. Jack, still being his normal self, was smiling when we entered the room, probably thought of a new ghost invention or something, but I didn't understand how he could be happy at a time like this.

My mom sat down next to them, and began to talk, while I sat down next to Jazz across the room. She didn't say anything, and neither did I, we both just sat there, waiting for results. It seemed like hours before a doctor finally came into the room.

"All right," he said, and everyone sat up, watching him intently, waiting for the news. He looked at us sternly, and continued on with his speech, "He should be all right, if things start to clear up." He said, and stopped for a second, to look at our expressions. SHOULD be all right? That isn't a good thing, is it? I don't think so… maybe I should take it from the best of things though… and not be so negative. Waiting for more, I took a grip to the arm of the chair I was sitting in, since I needed something to keep me occupied in a way, so I wouldn't start crying or something, or come bursting out with questions. Also, it seemed to comfort me a little more, having something to hold onto.

"All right, I'm sure you all wanna know what happened?" He asked us, and I could only think NO FRIGGIN DUH!

"Well, he had a lot of blood loss, and earlier, he couldn't move at all, and his heart had even stopped beating for a little while, which was the reason why we had called you. Now we have him hooked up to IVs and stuff, so he can recover a little better," he stopped to take a huge breath, then continued. "There is one more problem though, we think that maybe whatever had hit him, had injected him with something, blood loss can cause a lot of problems, but I don't think he lost that much blood, yes a lot, but not that much. And that is about all I have to say," he smiled, and turned around to walk out of the room.

What he was saying, didn't sound to good, what exactly was wrong with Danny? I would have to go ask Valerie the next time I saw her, to see exactly what was in that. I know it had paralyzed him in the first place, but did it have other affects?

"Come on Sam, we can go in," Jazz said, waking me from my thoughts. I turned and looked up at her with my Amethyst eyes starting to water. He had almost died in there, which means it could happen again. How could Valerie harm an innocent person like that? Especially when she knew that was Danny! If she would have thought he was just a ghost, that would have been a little different, but she knew he was also human, she just didn't like him. Just the same as non-of us liked her, but I wouldn't have even wished that upon her, up until now. Now I wished she would die, that was the one thing I wanted, was for Valerie to die. She put him through all of this, so she deserved it more than anything. But like as though that was ever going to happen. She would continue to harm Danny for the rest of his life, or either she would end up killing him.

I followed Jazz into the room, waiting to see what he looked like. When we got in there, he was sleeping, IVs attached to him, and he looked more miserable than ever. Also the heart rate thing was sitting next to him, hooked up, I had never seen anyone in real life with one of those attached to them before. Just looking at him, sleeping there, with all that junk attached to him, made my eyes start to water. This time though, I couldn't control it, the tears ran down my cheeks, leaving stains on my face as they slid, dropping to the floor.

"Sam, you Ok?" Jazz asked me, noticing I was crying, and I wiped my tears away, embarrassed, and just nodded. I looked back over at him, and wished I could talk to him, but I didn't want to wake him, he looked so peaceful lying there, and he needed his rest. Jazz and I just sat there staring at him for a while, but then my mom entered the room.

"We need to get going," She told me, and I looked at Danny for a few more minutes, then turned to leave. All I could hope for, was the best of things for him…

When we got back out to the car, I remembered I had left Amy and Tiffany out there, but at least they were Ok, I didn't need any more problems. Danny didn't either, I could only imagine what he was going through right now. Almost facing death, I know for sure he could have a story to tell for the rest of his life at least, not like as though that meant much.

The drive home was much faster than the drive there at least, nothing was clearing up though, this was just an all-around shity night. Things could get worse though….

All righty… short chapter? Yea, I know. Oh well… review anyway, and I promise you a longer chappy… unless you don't want one? Anyhow, thanx for reading! Please stay tuned for next chappy!