okay I left you with a super short chapter so here another one. You reviewers seem to like this one a lot. two chapter and like 17 reviews? that must mean I'm good! Have you guys ever heard the song 'grandpa's a pornstar' ? It's super funny! anywho, I'm eating an ice cream and the cone is breaking and the ice cream is landing either is my lap or the key board...lol! oh and by the by, the chapter is like 300 words long than chapter four!

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It's the Fact

Danny Bushed Sam's hair behind her ears. He knew that she was safe, nothing could harm her, nothing. Danny slowly walked away from her and down the hall. An unpleasent smell rolled into Danny nose. It was awful, it was the kind of smell that made you toes curl and hold you stomach as you run for the toilet. Danny lifted his shoe to see the bottom of it. And there it was, the foul-smelling, brown, matter of waste.

"Damit. TUCKER!" Danny yelled inrage even more.

Danny pulled off his shoe and tossed it in the bath tub as he passed the bathroom. The littlest room wasn't an inch away. Wimpers could be heard within the room. It sounded like Love was sad. Danny turned the doorknob to enter the small room. Danny's face widen with shock, Everything was going down hill for him that night. First Sam almost die with all those rapeist present and now this.

Tucker was limpy hanging off the side of him bed, blood dripped slowly off his cheek to join the huge puddle on the floor. Love was on the floor licking Tucker's hand to reasure him that everything was alright. Danny slowly walked into the room. What on earth could have happen?

Tuckers hand twiched, which Danny noticed. He was still alive. Danny lifted him back into his bed with his head propped up. Danny went to pull the covers over Tucker when Love attacked him again.

"Stupid dog! Let. Go!" Danny flicked the dogs nose, trying to get it off.

Danny's head turned and the dog stopped as a small laugh exited tucker's mouth. Danny pulled the dog beside Tucker's arm.

"Tucker? Are you okay?" Danny asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just got sick, that's all." Tucker replied weakly.

Danny held his hand firmly, get sick and emiting blood was two completely different things.

"Hows Sam?" Tucker asked, hopeing that she didn't die.

Danny's feelings of rage engulfed his body.

"Danny? Are you okay?" Tucker asked, with more strength.

"No, it the hospital, I couldn't leave Sam there, not with all the rapeist that infest that cursed place." Danny muttered.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Full of what?" Tucker asked in a normal tone.

"How could I be so stupid. It was happening right under my nose."

"Danny? What are you talking about?" Tucker asked again.

Danny paced around the room.

"Danny! Chill and tell me what's going on? Who raped Sam, no wait, How did they rape Sam?" Tucker begged in wanting to know more.

"Every one! When they gave her a bath! Perfect time! No one would ever know that she was getting raped, Not like she could tell any one! They saw her body and took advantage of her!" Danny protested.

Tucker raised one eyebrow.

"How could I have been soo stupid Tucker? How?" Danny asked.

"And just how do you know they did this?" Tucker asked.

"How could you NOT know?" Danny spat back.

Tucker tilted his head, "Oh, why I don't know, Maybe it's that fact that it's a HOSPITAL!" Tucker voice began to rise.

Danny just glared at him.

"Wait, didn't you say that you couldn't leave her there? Oh my god, Danny, what. Did. You. DO?" Tuckerd asked, worried.

Danny looked in the direction of the living room.

"No. You didn't. You didn't bring her here."

"Tucker they pronuced her dead, but she wasn't, she's alive. She out of her coma. Now that she here they can't hurt her, They can't Rape her!" Danny explained with joy in his voice.

"Danny, you need help, you can't just bring a dead girl in to your house, even if you loved her."

"She not dead!" Danny spat.

"Okay then, When she is able to get up, you can have the facts. Take her to the doctor, she if she's a vir, vir... if she's ever had se...se... oh you get the point!" Tucker conclued.

Danny glared at him and walked out back into the hallway. He stopped as something cold and mushy sqeezed in between his toes. Danny sighed and walked into the bathroom. He hated "litte gifts" that were from that stupid dog of Tuckers.

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In tuckers room

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Tucker rubbed his dogs head, poddering about what Danny said.

"Love, if the anounced Sam dead, what are they going to do when they find her gone?"

RING.

Tucker picked up the phone that was on the sidetable and pushed talk right as Danny opened the door.

"Hello?" Tucker asked putting his hand up to hush Danny.

"Is a Danny Fenton there? This is the hospital, it is urgent that we speak to him."

"Danny?" Tucker repeated into the phone.

Danny ran to the end of his bed, shaking his head 'no' like crazy.

"Tucker, I'm not here!" Danny whispered.

Tucker shook his head at Danny, "I'm sorry, no he's not here at the moment. He should be there, at the hospital."

"Thank you then."

Tucker pushed 'talk' on the phone, cutting off the conversation.

"They saw you take her, didn't they?"

Danny hung his head.

"What now? What are you going to do Danny?"

Danny raised his head and looked into his friends eyes. He didn't have a plan. He wondered how long he would be in jail for taking a supposedily dead girl from the hospital.

"I-i-i Don't know Tucker."

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he he he... I leave you with this! ha! You have no Idea what I'm cooking up. so sad. I think I am going to make it a little more interesting...would you reviewers like that? hmmm...

--Different Realities

...My reality is your worst nitemare...