A/N: You can't imagine how grateful I am for receiving 100+ reviews! All of you have been helpful in every way possible to make this a good story. However, despite such a good story, it will have to reach an end. I think after this one, it will finally be over. My love for Danny Phantom won't change but I decided I will focus on other cartoons as well and see how my writing will progress with other shows. But so far so good. Anyway, I received a flame! Agh! And it was for not stating a disclaimer so I wrote one in chapter 1. It says the usual things, but if you want to know, I suggest you go back and read it. Asides from that, I really need to finish this story before I leave. Yes, I'm going on vacation in August so I'm trying to finish my h.w. for my High School so I'm late in updating. Forgive me and I hope everyone can understand.

True to Your Heart

Chapter 15- The True Meaning of Love

Act 1: A teacher and also a friend

Sam stood in front of the open stage that was being set up for the play that was held that night. The workers slowly carried a large bilboard that was decorated with stripes of buildings. This bilboard was one of the settings in the play. There were 14 billboards in total, portraying each scene that the characters rehearsed. Sam sighed deeply. Tonight was the night, and in truth, she was dead nervous. The other day, she had an actual conversation with Dash and she hoped that would change everything between them. The same went for Danny and Paulina. Danny didn't say much about his conversation with Paulina maybe because there was no importance of it. If Danny didn't say anything, it was probably nothing to worry about. Sam trusted him enough that he would say the truth. She trusts Danny.

"No, a little to the side!" Mr. Lancer spat. He swayed his left arm to the side pointing to where the workers should place the bilboard. "At the center...wait just a little bit to the side. No! The left not the right!" Lancer directed. Sam looked at her teacher. Obviously, he was more nervous than she was. Who wouldn't be? Because of the incident at the school, the play had to be in Amity Park, in public! Lancer didn't want to cancel this play because it meant so much for him and in the end it will mean more for her and Danny. It will be the night of their kiss. The last one didn't count because it was rehearsal, however now things were different. Sam really hoped that this kiss would be real.

"Relax, Mr. Lancer" Sam reassured. She stood by him and patted his back in comfort. It felt a little odd to have a conversation with your teacher about other things rather than your grades.

"Sam, you're here?" Lancer blinked in surprise. He was caught up in instructing the workers that he didn't notice his student. "What are you doing here?"

"Just looking at the stage" Sam said.

"But, it isn't finished yet. There are a few things needed to be done first" Lancer spoke. "Anyway, don't bother about that. So, you can't wait for tonight hmm?"

"Well, I can't say I'm not anxious" Sam replied, "This play means so much to you doesn't it Mr. Lancer?"

Lancer didn't respond as he stared at his student.

"It means allot for me and Danny as well. It means allot for many people, not just you so the play will go great...I know it" Sam continued, "I didn't just come here to look at the stage, but to tell you what I discovered about love"

Lancer crossed his arms and smiled with interest. "Go on"

"Love is both knowing and feeling that you can trust someone. Love doesn't come quickly because it isn't something you just want. It has to be something you feel. Both mind and heart tells you that you're in love. Love is giving, giving yourself to someone else. Knowing that you have someone there to talk to, to be with, to stay with and to forever hold in your arms and help you when you know the rest of the world won't. Just that one person can do so much for you. Love is beyond anything. True, when you love, you get hurt but when you love, you trust that person enough not to hurt you. Trust, which is something that is hard to build. It takes months, years, and even challenges to know who you can actually trust. To love is to rust, and to trust is to believe that special someone will always be there, now and forever"

Lancer stood dumbfounded. There were no words to express how he felt.

"And Mr. Lancer, by this play, you were able to help me realize what love can give me. I hope the same thing for Danny"

Tears rolled down Lancer's eyes. Without knowing it, he hugged Sam. "Oh, my Jesus, son of Mary, wife of Joseph! Forget the report! You receive and automatic A!"

Sam hugged her teacher back. Who knew that befriending your teacher was actually...nice.

"You have no idea how happy I am! Now all my butterflies are gone! I believe the play will go well! Thank you Sam Manson!"

Act 2: Danny's Troubles

Later that day, Tucker paced around Danny's room. Sweat rolled down his face. He wiped them quickly. His teeth began to chatter with worry. He gazed at the watch wrapped around his wrist checking if the time could be wrong, but Tucker was the last person to be caught making a mistake with numbers. "Danny where are you?"

Tucker ran to the basement where the ghost portal was built and grabbed a walkie talkie.

Meanwhile, Danny was busy fighting ghosts as they flew wildly across the sky.

"Just when things were better, they become worse!" Danny scowled as he chased a ghost and flew as quickly as he could. "Why did it have to be the night of the play?"

As Danny chased after the ghost, an alarm went off. It was his walkie talkie. "Tucker! I'm kinda busy right now"

"Danny you only have 30 minutes till the play begins and you still need to change into your costume! HURRY!" Tucker urged.

Danny gave no reply, for talking would only waste seconds, and those were seconds he couldn't risk to waste. Tonight was the play and he worked his ass off to get this far. The fight with Sam was resolved. Paulina and he are ok and Dash promised not to beat him anymore. Damn! He went this far for things to go well and nothing will stop him from making it in time for the play. Nothing.

Danny stopped flying as he aimed his arm at the ghost. His arm suddenly turned bright green and he shot the ghost right at the back. Quickly, Danny took his thermostat and it sucked the ghost right in the Ghost Zone. Just when Danny thought his problems were solved, he heard screaming below him. It turned out another ghost was loose. Danny smacked his forehead in frustration. His problems were only beginning and time was running out.

Act 3: Sam's Nervous Breakdown

Jazz dialed the number of her cell phone quickly. On the other line, Tucker picked up. "WHERE ARE YOU!" Jazz yelled. "You're 30 minutes late!"

"Danny isn't back yet!" Tucker snapped.

"Don't tell me he's still fighting ghosts!" Jazz pulled her hair furiously.

"I'm afraid so" Tucker sighed.

"Please be careful Danny" Jazz pleaded with concern.

"Jazz?" Sam called from behind startling her. Jazz couldn't let Sam know that Danny was in trouble or she would go and run after him. Jazz knew that Sam would go and help her brother immediately without thinking twice. "Is everything all right?"

"Yes, yes...uhm...of course!" Jazz smiled blankly.

Sam read Jazz's face and knew that she was lying. Apparently Jazz wasn't very good at lying. From that point, thoughts started to pop up in Sam's head. Where are Danny and Tucker? Did something happen to them? Are they hurt? Are they safe? Oh my heavens, where could they be at this time?

"Jazz..."Sam began trying to restrain tears in her eyes. She was really, terribly, worried about Danny. "Where are they?"

Suddenly, Valerie walked behind the stage. "Hey Jazz it seems that Dash is missing his fence partner" Valerie called but stopped in her tracks when she noticed Sam and Jazz's expressions. "Is it Danny?" Valerie took a random guess.

Sam looked around and stared at Valerie. "Can you do me a big favor?" Sam pleaded.

"It depends" Valerie spoke, "Tell me what happened to Danny"

"He was headed to Amity Park but the car...crashed and we have no idea what happened" Jazz responded. She couldn't tell Valerie that Danny was fighting ghosts. It was the best lie she could think of at the moment.

"Oh my gosh! What do you want me to do?" Valerie shrieked with worry.

Hearing the scream, Dash hurried backstage. "Hey, did someone kill a cat?" he questioned. "Where's Fenton?" he suddenly asked as he glanced around the room and noticed that Danny wasn't there and neither was Tucker.

"Dash, Danny was in a car crash" Valerie spilled. "What do we do?"

"Whoa! That's harsh! Is Fenton OK?"

"We don't know, but first comes first, we CAN'T let Mr. Lancer know what happened so we need a distraction" Sam suggested.

"15 minutes left" Jazz spoke as she glanced at the clock. "It's exactly 7:45 P.M."

Wasting no time, Sam immediately thought of a plan. "All of you must distract Lancer while I sneak out and find Danny"

"In that outfit?" Valerie pointed at the gorgeous dress that Sam wore.

Sam realized that she was wearing a rather beautiful dress for the play and knew that she couldn't ruin it. But what could she wear?

"I'll take the chance"

Act 4: Sam comes to the Rescue

Sam ran as fast as her feet could bring her but it was difficult running in heels. Once again the reason why Sam didn't like heels - you can't run in them without falling every second. In this rate, she won't be able to help Danny. She slapped her forehead. She forgot the most important thing - Where the hell was Danny anyway? Sam hurriedly raced to his house and ran to the basement.

"Sam...?" Tucker wondered. "Where…why are you here and...how did you-?" Tucker pointed at her with a confused expression.

"No time to explain. Just run to Amity Park as quick as you can!" Sam ordered as she examined every weapon Mr. And Mrs. Fenton built, trying to find the right equipment.

"I can't! Danny's parents are still here and I'm doing my best to keep them busy. They said they weren't going to leave until Danny comes home so I told them Danny was doing a quick favor for you"

Sam's eyes shot straight for a jacket. She wrapped it around herself and it fitted perfectly. Suddenly, all sorts of weapons shot out of the jacket and was operating well. "Sweet" Sam smiled as she wore the perfect equipment. "Listen Tucker, just go upstairs and make up an excuse that Danny is with me or something"

"But how long will you be gone?" Tucker asked.

"We'll make it in time but now make sure Danny's parents doesn't find out that I'm here"

"How did you sneak in?"

"By the living room. His parents were still upstairs. I couldn't be gladder that Mr. Fenton is oversized. His clothes couldn't fit him. I heard them arguing so you wouldn't have much trouble keeping them busy BUT tell them that Danny is going to be a little late"

"Gotcha" Tucker nodded. He was about to exit the basement door. "By the way Sam, I really love your sense of fashion" he laughed.

Sam blushed red. She was wearing a beautiful dress and a large jacket over it with weapons all over her for defensive purposes. "Just go!"

"OK, OK" Tucker ran out. "Just be careful"

Sam nodded and prepared herself. "This time Danny, you will be the damsel in distress" Sam smiled.

To be continued