Ok guys, it is a little slow in the beginning, but there is a twist near the end, and I promise you, I will leave ya hanging for a while :P I gotta work on some other stories than this so I will be taking a break for a little while to satisfy my other readers that are reading my other stories :P Here it is…

Chapter 3: Amber Creek

Early the next morning I got up trying to avoid any contact with my parents or the other few people that had stayed the night, the dumb family members I was talking about before. There was my grandma that I had seen once a long time ago, and my Aunt, who was a bitch and thought I was just some hooligan, as she would say it. I snuck out of the house with no problems and hopped into my car, I was getting out of there while I still had the chance.

Of course when I started up my car that was probably the wake up call for everyone, but that was their problem from even coming when they didn't like me anyway. I couldn't wait to see if there was a house out there for us, it would be nice to move as soon as possible. I would be free, and finally be able to do things the way I wanted to do them. YES!

"Hey," Sam said as she hopped into my car when I pulled up to her house. She smiled at me as she shut the door, and then she curled up. It was cold this morning, you could see your breath in the air, yet it was just now august. Usually it was hot out right about now. But I was happy with the cold weather, I liked it much better. Flying around fighting ghosts with the sun beating down on you never did any good, and it made me tire easily.

"Hey," I said and started down the road, escaping this town finally. Never again would I have to look out my window in the morning and see other people wandering about the streets, and see my neighbors looking out their windows too. I wanted to be set far away from other people, although I was going to have to return to Amity to fight ghosts, it was just something I had to keep up with. I couldn't let down the city I had protected for the past four years.

"You excited?" She asked me breaking the silence at which both of us were thinking.

"Of course."

"There's this place called Amber Creek, supposedly there is ten houses on the whole 200,000 acres. I guess you get ten acres of land; it's kind of an enclosure type thing. The other nine houses are far away from the one you pick out, and there is a park in the very center. It's right down the road," she told me, and I nodded.

"Yea, I've heard of the place too. It's expensive though, isn't it?"

"Oh well, my parents are buying it," she smiled; anything to make her parents mad was good enough for her.

"And besides, they are new homes, well, two of them that are for sale are new. The place was just built a year or two ago. I would rather have a house that was never used before," she said, and I agreed with her all the way. A used house was a pain in the butt. You had to clean everything afraid of something that someone had spilled on the floor, or all the germs collected up in the house. And also you could never tell the history, and with history came ghosts, sometimes.

We got there fast, it was about 20 mile from amity, and I could get back home fast if I needed to. There was a sign above an archway that read "Amber Creek" in big, bold orange letters. It was a cement road, a one way though, so if two people were coming, or leaving at the same time, you would have to wait your turn. But that was all right, at least there were hardly any people.

We drove a little ways down, and the first house to come up was one of the two that was up for sale. I would rather hang out closer to the front, it made for an easy way out.

"Want to go take a look?" I asked her and she nodded with excitement and opened her door up fast. We both walked up to it, my arm was wrapped around her keeping us close together. She was shivering in the coldness of the place, we would live next to a lake this way, but it would also blow off colder winds. But that was all right, during the summer it would be perfect!

"Brand, shiny new," she said as we opened up the door revealing an empty house with only things such as lights, counters and cupboards. The kitchen was right to the left of the entrance with the dinning room on the other side of the entrance.

"Guess it's for when you're hungry right when you walk in the door?" I joked and she looked around at the empty house. There was an archway and when you walked through it, it opened up a large living room pretty much the size of my whole basement, just empty with a huge Bay window on the far end. The carpet was a pinkish color and the walls were all white.

"The carpet would have to go," Sam smiled, her least favorite color pretty much, was pink. I laughed about it and we walked up stairs that were to the side of the living room, totally ignoring the other two hallways on both sides of it. It was like a mansion pretty much, but it was rockin'. Once we got upstairs, there was yet another place where you could walk up stairs, but we went down the hallways on both sides first, both of them had a bathroom and one bedroom. Pretty much like a small house for one person, everything they needed was right next to their room.

We walked up the stairs once again, and it led to one huge room that was totally plain.

"What would this be for?" She asked me and I shrugged, "I dunno, I guess if you wanted to have a party or something."

We then left and went all the way back down to the main floor, and walked down the two hallways which one led to another plain room, and the other was a Master bedroom with huge windows going all the way around it. There was also a bathroom down that hallway, this house was perfect.

"And a downstairs?" Sam said, and looked down some stairs at the end of the hallway we were in.

"I guess so," I said and began to walk down them, the stairs creaked as though they had been worn, and once we got down to the bottom it was a fancy basement. There was huge lights on both sides of it, and then in tile on the outside of the floor with carpet in the center.

"Never seen one look like this," Sam said, and we both walked around it. Something about it gave me the creeps though, as though maybe this house wasn't new? It had to be though, all the floors and everything had brand new carpet that left indents when you stepped on it, it was obviously new. The basement though, just seemed different and less comforting.

"Well?" Sam asked me, making a decision before looking at other houses was odd, but this one seemed to be perfect! It fit us perfectly, and I was imagining that the whole area would be perfect for us.

"I like it."

"All right, we can get it then!" She said, obviously she was hoping I said yes. Although… the house was 450,000… which I was sure her parents didn't really wanna spend THAT much money, but they said any house she wanted, so she was getting what she wanted.

"All right," I said, and we left it. From outside I turned around and looked at it once again, well, we would be moved in, in no time hopefully…

"You find a place?" My mom asked me, she was hoping I didn't, I could tell just by the way she looked…

"Yes. We should be moved in within the week," I told her with a smile on my face.

"I'm so proud of you Danny," Jazz came in from behind. Followed by my grandma that was still around, and my Aunt. Darn it… did they HAVE to wait to say bye to me?

"Well, I still say he should be going to college and waiting before he hooks up with his girlfriend," My grandma said in that old people tone I had never heard my whole life pretty much. She was grouchy, and old, just the reason why I hated old people so much. She was my family, but she was never there for me my whole life so I could care less about her and her opinions.

"And I say he should be punished more," my Aunt said and gave me a stuck up look. Amy ran out right then too, one of the things that made them feel that way about me, and hugged me. She had been up but just now realized I had gotten home.

"Hey Amy," I said and picked her up from off the ground. She smiled at me and threw her arms around my shoulders.

"Daddy, I gotta show you something," she said, and I looked at my Aunt and Grandma giving me dirty looks and Jazz smiling at me.

"All right, can it wait?"

"Yea… I guess," she said and her smile faded. I realized I was gone a lot and didn't have much time to spend with her, but as soon as we got moved out of here and I took a little vacation from fighting ghosts and all she would get a lot more attention.

"Hold on just a second," I said and set her down on the ground and she ran over to the couch to wait for me to finish what I was going to do.

"Well, we're getting out of here," my grandma said as my aunt and her were on their way out the door, and I waved and all they did was gave me a dirty look and walked out the door. Wow, how much my family loved me. They said bye to my mom with no problem though once they were outside and I just rolled my eyes and retreated to the living room where Amy was sitting.

"All right, what was it?" I asked her, I just wanted to wait for them to leave before I became rude and walked off. Although, I guess they were rude to me so I should have just done it.

"Come on," she said and walked up the stairs which she was still not too good at. I followed behind her and she ran into her room and sat down on the bed.

"Watch this!" She said and her she stuck her hand down on the bed and it went straight through it. Great… Now I pretty much had to tell her, she had shown me the darn 'trick' now, and I was just going to have to let her know about it, rather she knew what it meant or not. Or I could make something else up…

"See, I told you!"

"I don't believe you still… How do I know it wasn't a trick?"
"You should believe me! I promise you! It wasn't!"

"How did you learn that?"
"I dunno, just kept trying to do it, and it happened!"

Should I wait until she was older? It would be the best thing, she wouldn't understand now, and it would be no use for her to know about it. Besides, then I had to worry about her running around and telling everyone else, she wouldn't know any better and at her age she would think it was all a joke.

"You can't show anyone else that, all right?"

"Why not?"

"Because… most people can't do that. It's just a secret between you and me," I told her, and she smiled. Now of course she would run around and be happy she knew something no one else knew, it was something all little kids liked to shove in other people's faces.

"Ok, I won't tell anyone else!" She said happily and ran down the stairs. I sighed and sat up to keep an eye on here, now I had to worry about her disobeying me. Either she would disobey me and think that was funny, or run around telling people she had a secret.

She did neither though. She ran downstairs and sat down on the couch, as though she was expecting me to follow her.

"Daddy, can we go do something?"

"Not right now. Maybe later," I told her and turned the TV on. I was lazy, yea. But anyone who just realized they had the rest of their life to do pretty much anything would be lazy for a few days. Although, I didn't realize yet that living on my own came with a lot of responsibilities, but that wasn't till later.

"Please daddy?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I wanna go see mom and Tiffany."

"All right," I told her and got off the couch. She followed me and I waved to my mom and she just nodded and headed down to the basement where my dad had been working on some dumb project for so long.

Amy hopped in the back of the car while I got in the front. She must not have liked us living in different homes, it kinda made it look as though we were split up or something. Not really to me and Sam, but to Amy and Tiffany it probably did, if they really even knew about that sort of stuff.

"Why do you wanna go over there?" I asked her.

"I don't get to see them too much. Just like you."

"Well, that'll all change in a few weeks, I promise," I told her, and started down the road. It was true; I needed to spend more time with her. It was as though she was pretty much all alone and didn't have parents that cared, but it was nothing that I could really help.

When we got there Amy ran out of the car and up to the door. I walked behind her and got there a few minutes after and knocked on the door.

"What are you doing here?" Sam asked me and looked down at Amy, then back up at me.

"She wanted to come over," I said and Sam let us through the door. Amy never even said Hi to Sam, she just ran up to Tiffany's room.

"Guess she misses her sister," I told her and Sam nodded.

"Obviously."

"You weren't busy, were you?"
"No, I never am. My mom and dad are down taking care of buying that house right now, so I was kinda bored anyway."

"Arguing with your parents keep you occupied?"

"Yea, I guess it does. But I will be plenty busy once I get to spend all my time with you," she said and we hugged each other.

"Yep. And you wanna know the odd thing? No ghosts in a while."

"Yea, it's as though maybe you are getting a break easily."

"Yes, that would be nice. Maybe I would never have to fight any ever again," I said, although that was just a high string of luck I was hoping for. I was already getting a lot of luck as it was; there was no chance of that ever happening. Besides, it was a lot of fun sometimes, just that a little break was nice.

"I doubt that. And besides, then what would you have to do?"

"Nothing much I guess…"

"Exactly my point," she smiled, and we both walked up to her room. Some things were all ready packed away in boxes, maybe we were moving sooner than I thought?

"When are you planning on moving?"

"Umm, in about 5 days Danny. But it's not like as though we can stay there, but we can start moving stuff in there and getting it set up a little."

"Ohh… I didn't know that… How much of this stuff are you bringing?"

"Enough of it. Things I have to have I guess. My mom said she will keep everything else."

"Yea, I'm pretty much just leaving everything."

"Well… some things I have to have. You plan on having a ghost portal?" She asked changing the subject a little.

"I dunno. Maybe, maybe not. It is pretty much just a way for ghosts to break through to this world."

"Yes… but you might need it."

"Not right away. I can fly back home if I needed it."

"True… True. You ever go to tell Amy?"

"Oh… I dunno. She just proved it to me today. So I think I will tell her when she gets old enough to understand."

"I think you should just tell her, and see."

"You tell her then."

"Nope, that's your job," she told me and we both sat down on the side of her bed. She leaned up against me and I looked around the remains of her room.

"Lots of memories in here," Sam said, and I nodded.

"And my parents are planning on moving out of here too. I may never be in this room again," she said, and we both stared around the room. Luckily, I would keep all of my fond memories in my house; my parents were keeping it of course.

"Really? Where are they going to?"

"Probably gonna move and not tell me where they are going," she laughed. Although they acted as though they hated her most of the time, that was hard to believe, or else they wouldn't have spoiled her to death.

"Either that or they move to California with Tucker," I said, and she smiled.

"I highly doubt he is ever going to be able to do that. He doesn't think about it enough."

"No, he defiantly doesn't. But if he does move, we will probably never see him again."

"He wouldn't care," Sam said, and she was right. Either that or he would come running back here because life wasn't like how he thought it would be there.

"Sam! I'm home!" Her mom called and Sam jumped. She got up and I could hear her run down the stairs, and I just sat there waiting for her. Of course her mom probably wasn't expecting me to be there either, but oh well.

"Hey Danny," her mom said as she walked by Sam's room to get down to where Amy and Tiffany were at I was guessing. Sam was soon following behind her and turned into the room with me and closed her door.

"She said it's all done. So we should be outta here in no time!"

5 weeks later…

"That's it," Sam said as the rest of the boxes were dropped off at our house full of our old stuff, and plus a ton of new things as well. All furniture, TVs, Computers, and tons of other things were all new. Hardly anything was old, just some things we thought we had to have with us, and pretty much everything out of Sam's room since her parents said they weren't going to keep it all after all, since they too were moving soon after.

"So, I guess this is it?" I asked her holding Amy in my right arm as we both walked into the house.

"Yep! Except…. We have some work to do," she said looked at the millions (not literally) of boxes laying in the doorway.

"I have an easy way out of it all," I said and set Amy down. I ran off a little ways where Amy and Tiffany couldn't see me and I transformed into Danny Phantom. I went invisible and went inside one of the boxes, carrying things up to their correct floors and correct rooms. It took a while though, and it was still going to be a long time because all I was taking care of was furniture since that was the hardest.

"Done with all that," I said, and saw it was 3 hours later.

"Finally," Sam teased, and ran up the stairs. I looked down at Amy and Tiffany who were sitting there patiently waiting for their chance to be able to go explore.

"You guys want to go check it all out?"

They both nodded in unison, and I took I nodded for them to follow me. The living room had brand new, black furniture and the carpet had been changed to a dark purple color from the ugly pink that had once laid there before.

"Are we living here?" Amy asked me and looked around the huge living room, I guess they didn't know what to think of it.

"Yes."

"Where's my room? Or do I have to share one still…" She asked as though she really cared all that much right now. They never fought with each other, ever, and at the age of four they really didn't need their privacy.

"Umm, you never had to share one?" I told her, since they were never in the same house, except for when they were really little.

"So?"

I laughed and began to walk up the stairs, Tiffany was following behind quietly with nothing much to say. She was secretive, and never bothered to say hardly anything, that is except to Sam. I guess it was because I was sort of a stranger to her, she had seen me a lot, but not enough. Amy also had higher spirits, and liked to let people know what she was thinking.

"This is your room Tiffy," I said and walked into a plain room with just a bed, a dresser and a few boxes laying on the ground filled with her stuff. The carpet was a dark blue with light blue walls. Of course whenever she showed interest in what her room really looked like, she could get it re-done whenever she wanted to.

She looked around it, but said nothing about it. She jumped onto her brand new bed that still had the plastic around the mattress and then hopped back down onto the ground and sat down.

"You gonna follow us still?" I asked her and she shook her head no and I walked off with Amy. When we got to her room she was all excited about it.

"I like it! Much better than my old room," she said and looked about at her dark purple carpet and lighter purple walls. Just then though my ghost sense went off and I flung around in another direction looking for something. Did Amy have a ghost sense yet? Or was she still developing all that stuff? She never said anything about it though…

"It's cold in here," she said as she shivered and walked up beside me looking for warmth.

"I'll be right back," I told her and ran into the hallway before transforming into Danny Phantom. I looked around, flying through all the floors, but saw nothing. Someone was watching us, I could tell. It felt as though there were eyes on me, I didn't realize it before, but now that I was more alert I knew there was someone there.

"What was it daddy?" She asked me when I walked back in the room as myself.

"Nothing…" I said, and sat down on the bed next to her.

"You want me to get your bed set up for you?"

"All right. Can we get everything out?"

"No, not tonight," I told her and opened up a box full of blankets and sheets. I made her bed for her and she ran onto it as though it was so cool to get a new bed. I remembered when I was excited over the simplest things like that, although I guess a new bed could be a good thing to anyone if you desperately needed one.

"You going to bed?" I asked her and she nodded.

"Yep! I want to sleep in my new bed," she said as she nestled down under her also new, blankets and watched me for a second expecting me to leave.

"You call if anything goes on up here, all right?"

"Ok," she said, and didn't even bother to question me about that, I guess it just really didn't matter to her all that much. I flicked the lights off on my way out and headed back down the hall to Tiffany's room, where she was trying to open up one of the boxes that had been shut tightly by Duck tape.

"You want me to get that?" I asked her and she looked up at me with her huge, cute eyes and nodded slightly. How shy she was, I wished she would at least talk once in a while.

I opened it up, and opened the rest of them up for her, so she could get whatever she wanted out, I was going to have to start treating her more nicely so that she would feel more comfortable around me. I made up her bed too, but she didn't want to go to sleep, instead she rummaged through everything else, but I left her alone anyway.

I walked away and ran into Sam who was coming down the stairs.
"They sleeping?" She asked me and I shook my head.

"Nope, Amy supposedly is, but Tiffany isn't. Why?"

"Just wondering," she said and wandered down the stairs with me following behind here. But I stopped again due to my ghost sense and I looked around the place again. Why was this happening? Maybe it was because of Amy? No… I wouldn't think so.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked me before continuing to wherever she was going.

"Ghost sense keeps going off, but there is nothing here…"

"Probably from Amy? Wouldn't that be annoying if it happened all the time?"

"Yes, it would be. But I don't think it's from her. She doesn't have a ghost sense yet, she hasn't developed it all the way yet."

"Doesn't mean anything though."

"True, but in yet you have to think that if she isn't exactly ghost yet, just kind of it isn't going to make my ghost sense go off. I think it's an actual ghost."

"You think they followed us then?" She joked, and put her arms around me, "Don't worry about it Danny, unless you actually see something, or something is going wrong. Just forget about it, ok?"

"If you say so," I said and she let go of me and continued down the hallway to our room. I sighed and looked around at all the boxes still lying around. Unpacking tomorrow was going to be tons of fun, well, not really.

Sam appeared back around the corner with Black pajama pants with purple stars that fit her frame perfectly and a tight purple tank top.

"Found your clothes?" I asked her, and she nodded. I just kept staring at her as she walked by, she was so gorgeous, it was hard to look away from her.

"Stare any harder?" She asked and I felt my face flush over in red, I didn't know she was paying attention to me…

"Umm…" I said unable to think of an excuse and she just rolled her eyes and said something as she walked out of the room and ran up the stairs probably to get Tiffany into bed, and make sure Amy was really sleeping.

"They're all tucked in, and Amy fooled ya hun, cuz she wasn't sleeping," she laughed as she got down to the bottom of the stairs. She grabbed my hand and drug me into our room and closed the doors.

"First night here," she said, and pulled out blankets and sheets from a box, and fixed up the bed for us.

"Yea, I hope Amy and Tiffany like it here, better than having parents that are pretty much split up, huh?"

"Yes, it is. My mom is surprised we are still together. She says that usually the guy would have left the girl with the two kids and would have chosen someone else without kids. She is pretty amazed with you," Sam said, and I smiled.

"Yea, but I could never do that to you."

"No, and I you are such a sweety," she said and pulled the covers up over herself and I slid in next to her. I flipped the light off, luckily the light switch was right next to the bed, which made it so easy to do that.

"And our first night sleeping together," Sam said, and put her arms over my chest and moved up next to me.

"Yea," I said, and thought, life just couldn't get much better than this, but things could always get worse…

I woke up in the middle of the night due to a sharp pain in my back, and a bad dream of the battle Valerie and I had so long ago. Why was it coming back to my attention? Once I was fully awake though, that sharp pain began to hurt even worse, and I sat up fast and placed my hand on my back. My back was hot, and wet, and when I pulled my hand away and looked at it, I realized it was blood. What the hell was going on?
I slipped out of bed trying to avoid waking Sam up and I walked into the bathroom, and shut the door. I turned around and the whole back of my shirt was soaked with blood. I took my shirt off in a panic, how in the hell did this happen? The scar on my back was where it was coming from, like a nightmare come true. Shit. Now what do I do?

I put my back into the tub, and grabbed the shower head (One of those things that you can take off the wall) and turned the water on. I watched the blood wash down and fill the tub with blood as it fell down through the drain. It made me queasy just watching all the blood, and knowing it was mine.

After it seemed as though none was coming out anymore I got up and looked in the mirror at my back again and saw blood was oozing back out of it once again but not as much this time, it was almost over with. I grabbed a towel, and wrapped it around myself, hopefully it wouldn't soak through that, or I was in trouble. There was no way I could loose much more blood that I had already lost and not get sent to the hospital.

"Sam," I said nudging her to wake her up. There was no way I was possibly going to be able to go back to bed now, and the bed had to have been soaked to.

"What is it?" She asked me and sat up, and I flicked the lights on. The bed was indeed soaked with blood, and she looked at it then up at me.

"What's going on?" She asked, and I shrugged.

"I dunno, woke up to a sharp pain in my back, and where my scar is at, it began to bleed. However it happened, I have no idea."

"Are you all right?" She asked, and I nodded.

"Yea, I think so."

"Shit, I thought all this was a thing of the past," she said, and pulled the sheet, and blankets off the mattress, and the mattress too had a big blood spot on it, well, there would be one thing to remember with it forever. She flipped the mattress, and luckily it hadn't leaked all the way through it.

"You're sure you're Ok?" She asked me, did she always have to worry about things?

"Yes, I'm just fine."

"All right, but you have any idea how it happened?"

"No, no clue. I was dreaming about how it happened, but that wouldn't have anything to do with it. And I have no idea why it is all coming back to me again," I said, and she looked me over, and had a saddened expression on her face.

"Hold on," she said, something suddenly hitting her and she ran out to the living room with me following behind slowly. Wow, I did loose some of my strength from it.

She hooked the TV up, and turned it on to the news.

"What are you doing?"

"Watch, I will see if I am right," she said, and we both stared at the news, and it was just talking about some dumb stuff going on in the city and all, things that I could care less about at the age of eighteen, and I would probably never care about it either.

"Also today, Valerie Grey was released from Prison, after a trial her father had over her getting out early. What was only two years left, turned into only a few hours left, and she is now free, and back to trying to gain back her life again. We have her here with us right now," The newscaster said, and turned over to Valerie who was standing behind her.

"Now Valerie, do you plan to throw your past away and take on a new life?"

"Of course I do. I realized my mistakes, and I realized how dumb I had been. If you're watching this Danny and Sam, I am sorry for what I have put upon you," she said in a fake voice.

"They are falling for THAT!" I asked the TV, and got mad at it. Why did they let her go? Why? She had attempted to kill both Sam and I, and almost killed Amy. She needed to be locked up for life is what she needed.

"See Danny, it must have just been because you had been able to tell she was free again."

"That would explain the dream, but not how I got hurt again so mysteriously."

"Well… that is a different story I guess, but it might have something to do with it?"

"I highly doubt that. My ghost sense going off wasn't because of Amy, it's because we aren't alone…"

DONE! Finally! Heehee. This is soooo much fun to write! Lol. But I am gonna update at least Midnight High before I continue on with this one, so it won't be until a week or so before an update. Please review, and I hope you enjoyed it!