Ok, I'm continuing with this. As you will see I don't have formatting down. Sorry. Also, well…I haven't watched that much of the cartoon, just vaguely here and there, so if I get anything wrong, names, misspellings, certain facts, please let me know and I'll do my best to correct things.

Again, I'm new at this. Be kind.

And of course disclaimer, you all know it.

Chapter Two

Sam struggled against the creature who was overshadowing her. She knew it wasn't Vlad. Vlad had overshadowed Tucker. Waves of nausea washed over her as she remember kissing Tucker. It was like kissing her brother, plus he had hamburger breath. Gross. She knew Vlad was sick and twisted but she never imagined he'd do something like this. Normally when overshadowed, the victim had no recollection of the event, but Vlad was doing something so Sam was completely aware of the events taking place. Of course she didn't see Danny, but she knew he was there when the table flew across the room. She tried to yell to him, "Danny it's not real!" but of course, that just wasn't possible. Sam wondered if the ghost overshadowing her could hear her thoughts and feel her feelings. She concentrated trying to reach out to the entity inhabiting her body. Either the ghost in question wasn't listening or couldn't hear her. What was Vlad up to?

"You're probably wondering what I'm up to," Vlad said as he, as an overshadowed Tucker leaned forward toward Sam.

"I know what you're up to!" answered Sam, but not Sam the ghost inhabiting Sam.

"Not you!" growled Vlad. "Miss Manson! Give her enough freedom so she can talk. I want to get her perspective on my plan." The ghost complied and Sam felt herself released into her body. She tried to move but couldn't. What was she going to do? Slap Vlad? She'd just be slapping poor Tuck. Run? She'd never get away in time.

"Let me go you jerk!" Sam finally said. Vlad threw back his head and laughed.

"That's what I like about you Sam. So creative."

"Shut up!" Sam spat. "Let me go. You can't get away with this!"

"Oh yes!" Vlad said. "I can and I will! Now walk with me." He stood and reached out his hand. No Tuck's hand toward Sam. Sam refused to take it, but the ghost controlling her didn't. They began to walk.

"I have enough complications in my life," Vlad said as they walked hand in hand down the street. "I have plans. Big plans. But Danny stands in the way. I even suspect he's the reason I still cannot buy the Green Bay Packers. But really Sam, the truth is, there are a lot of ghosts out there, and a lot of ghosts cause a lot of trouble. I need help getting them to bend to my will. Plus there is beautiful Maddie. That's where Danny comes in."

"Danny will never help you!" Sam yelled. "Never! There is nothing you can do. Nothing". Vlad laughed again and remarked upon Sam's naiveté.

"Sweet, sweet girl." He said. "Years ago before my accident. I was in love with Maddie. You know Maddie. Right?"

"Danny's mother," Sam said flatly. "You've tried to win her back before Vlad. She loves Jack why can't you just let her go?"

"Jack's not good enough for her," came Vlad's angry reply. "He can't give her what I can give her! They should never have been together. It should have been me! It will be me!"

"Give me a break," Sam sighed.

Vlad growled, "Now listen little girl. I'm trying to tell you a story and you're interrupting me. Being interrupted makes me very angry."

"Oh sorry," Sam said in a flat tone of voice, "Please continue. I'm all ears."

"I know the pain of betrayal," Vlad told Sam. "To see the woman you love in the arms of another, the arms of a friend. It was my undoing and it will be Danny's." Sam started to feel afraid. But no. Wait. Danny didn't feel that way for her did he? Yeah there had been the incident with Ember, but that wasn't real. There had been the fake out make outs, but those hadn't been real either. Danny had a thing for Paulina not her. Not Sam.

"Danny and I are just friends," Sam finally said. "We're not together. We never have been!" Vlad only laughed and Sam felt her ability to talk fading away.

After leaving the Nasty Burger Danny continued to fly. Fast and furious across town, as far as he could get from Tucker and Sam. He felt sick, weak and angry. He transitioned back into a human and walked out of the alley he'd landed in. He was near a bus stop so he sat down on the bench and hung his head in his hands. How could this be happening, he wondered. How could Sam and Tucker be together? And it wasn't so much of a question of how Sam could be involved with Tucker, though that was strange enough in itself, the question was how could Tucker betray Danny? It was only last week that Danny had confessed to Tucker, well had been caught by Tucker and forced to fess up about his growing, fondness for a certain Goth girl they both knew and apparently loved. Tucker told him to stop being an idiot and just go for it. Danny convinced Tucker that Sam would never go for it and they'd both end up maimed by Sam in the process.

"Fine, if you want to be a wimp about it," Tucker told his friend. "But don't come crying to me when some other guy sweeps her off her feet and wisks her away from you."

Danny sat up and looked around, feeling a little disoriented. He felt like his heart had been ripped from his chest. He felt angry, and of course there was no ghost to take it out on. But maybe, just maybe he could take it out on Tuck! Yes! Kill Tucker!

"No!" Danny said. "No No! I will not kill Tucker!" The red glow eased from his eyes. He knew what he was fighting deep within himself. The urge just to let go and go evil was strong. "Go evil over a girl?" He said. But it wasn't just a girl. It was Sam, his Sam. Tucker's Sam. Danny groaned and dropped his head back into his hands. How was he going to be able to stand seeing them together?

"Because they are my best friends," Danny said. "I want them to be happy." He nodded his head sharply.

"Yes as long as they are happy. I can be happy with that. They're my friends. I wish them the best." Even though he said it out loud, Danny knew he was lying but he wouldn't admit that to himself, but he had to try, for the sake of their friendship. He stood and started to walk home steeping in deep anguish. His thoughts lingered on Sam, of the first moment when he finally realized something that had been building slowly for a long time. That he loved her. He was crazy about her. Sam was caustic and hilarious and sweet and sour and a million contradictions rolled into one. She was smart and beautiful and everything he ever dreamed of in a girl, plus she had courage and a spine. She stood up for everything she believed in without apology and nothing, not even an angry, fire breathing ghost could make her back down. He admired that, feeling that he was rather cowardly himself.

"Oh Sam!" Danny groaned. "Why?" He continued to walk, head down until he ended up coming face to face with Sam and Tucker. Again.

"Dude!" Tucker asked. "What happened to you back there at the Nasty Burger?"

"We need to tell you something Danny," Sam said. She and Tucker were standing arm in arm. Smiling. They were actually smiling. Tucker looked smug. Danny's hand formed into a fist and he had to desperatly fight the urge to punch him in that smiling face. He felt something in him was being pulled, like a rubber band, tighter and tighter. He couldn't take much more without snapping.

"The other day," Tucker said, "When we talked. I realized that I have feelings of my own for Sam. You weren't ever going to do something about it. So I did. You snooze you loose." That was it. That was all it took. Danny couldn't remain human any longer he changed to ghost form and advanced on Tucker, his eyes red and a fierce angry expression on his face.

"Don't you hurt him!" Sam screamed and she stepped between the two. Danny forcefully pushed Sam out of his way and attacked Tucker. Sam jumped back up and grabbed Danny. He pushed he away again and went after Tucker, who was trying to get away.

"Danny Fenton I hate you!" Sam screamed. Danny stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Sam. "I hate you forever!" She continued. "Go away! I don't want to see you! I don't want to talk to you! Get out of my sight!" Danny closed his eyes for a second and then in a flash was gone. Sam could hear Vlad laughing.

Sam wished she could gain control of herself as the ghost overshadowing her went through her closet.

"Oh look at this! Pretty!" The ghost exclaimed as she pulled out the frilliest pinkest concoction she could find. Sam didn't know if she could put up with the torture of not only being dressed in the frills but if she could stand the humiliation of being seen in something so rancidly pink.

"Oh Sammy! Sammy!" said the ghost. "We will go to many balls together…"

"Balls?" Sam thought. "Balls?" It's the ghost princess? The one with the amulet? Sam knew who was overshadowing her now. But how to reach her? The phone rang. Vlad, who was no longer over shadowing Tucker, who was now tied up in the corner, grabbed Sam by the arm.

"It's him!" answer it. "Don't mess up!"

"Hello, Manson residence," Sam, but not Sam said. "Sam Manson speaking."

"Sam. It's me, Danny. Please don't hang up. I'm sorry Sam."

"I know," Sam, but not Sam said. "You were upset. But that doesn't excuse you for beating up on Tuck."

"I know. I'm sorry" asked Danny. "I don't want to lose your friendship Sam. Yours or Tucks."

"Right," said Sam, but not Sam. "It's not like you and I were together or anything." Sam the real Sam was doing everything she could to disrupt the ghost overshadowing her. If she could just make her slip up. Just give Danny a little clue that something was wrong. What was this ghost's weakness? Suddenly an idea came over her and she directed her thoughts toward a ball. "Danny won't take you to the ball," She thought over and over again.

Finally Sam, but not Sam pouted to Danny over the phone, "You won't take me to the ball, and I so wanted to go to the ball!"

"The ball? Danny asked. Vlad grabbed the ghost in alarm.

"I mean, you didn't ask me out," Sam, but not Sam corrected.

"Tucker did." The ghost started going on about all the lovely things about Tucker. But Danny's attention was caught. Sam would have crossed her fingers if she could have.

Finally Danny said, "Now listen to me closely Sammykins. I never want to see you again. I will never come over to your house again. Don't expect me to be rescuing you and Tucker from ghosts anymore." Then, he hung up.

"He says he never wants to talk to her again," the ghost told Vlad. "Good," Vlad said. "He's angry, and hopefully a little more will push him over the edge and I'll win!"

Ok I rewrote, reformatted and now I don't have time to write chapter 3. Do you want Chapter 3? Should I even bother. I won't have to rewrite chapter 3, I've got my momentum going I think. Just a little help from my reviewers is all I'll need. I've very rusty at writing. Thanks to my reviewers for the help. I need it badly.