AN – Here it is, the final chapter of my Valentine's Day fic. And completed on the day of! I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did. Trying out all those poetry styles was fun and challenging, and it was a learning experience. Well, I hope you find pleasure in reading this last chapter! And thanks to all my supporters – I couldn't have done this without you!
L.O.V.E.
Epilogue
Sam stood staring mindlessly at a tree on the school grounds. Valentine's Day was almost over, well, at least the school portion of it, and she was waiting for Tucker and Danny to join her before she could leave. Then she remembered that Tucker wanted to get a new memory chip for his PDA and that he'd be meeting them at the Nasty Burger. Sam sighed and tried not to think of Danny kissing Paulina. But before she could succeed, a shadow suddenly blocked out her light.
"Hey," said Danny.
"Hey," said Sam.
"Look, I know you're pretty mad at me, and I understand. I've been a complete idiot lately," Danny started. "But I wanted to make it up to you"
"Me? Why? Shouldn't you be making it up to Valerie, or Paulina? They're the ones your heart is agonizing over," Sam stated, a little harsher than she'd meant.
"Well, Phantom's already visited Paulina and explained to her that a relationship between them could never work. And I ran into Valerie right before I got here. She told me, while laughing, that she had gotten all excited to meet a "secret admirer" of hers, only to see that Nathan was coming her way, and she bolted it out of there. I guess that things have a funny way of working out alright."
Sam gaped at him a moment before asking, "But what about you? You're not going for either girl now? Sometimes I don't understand you, Danny Fenton."
"You don't need to," Danny smiled warmly. "I'm just glad you're here."
Sam returned his gaze with one of confusion. What on Earth was Danny up to? As if to answer her unasked question, Danny produced a package from behind his back.
"Um, this is from the Ghost Writer. He gave it to me, but I thought we could share it between the two of us. It's pretty funny…"
Sam took the gift and opened it to reveal a leather bound, ghost book of poetry, titled "L.O.V.E.". She looked up and met Danny's eyes.
"The Ghost Writer is back? He wrote this?"
"He was back, but he's gone again. He wrote the poems. He duplicated the book and gave one to me, because…" and at this Danny blushed… "I was his 'muse'. There's some stuff in there about… well actually, a lot of stuff about my love life… it's scary sometimes to know how much the Ghost Writer can see of my life…
"Oh, and I got you this, too," Danny continued. "Um, and I was hoping we could go together."
Sam took the lilac envelop and opened it. Inside were two tickets to an advance screening of Trinity of Terror, something that she wanted to see very badly, but hadn't yet mentioned to her best friends, since it wasn't out in theatres yet.
"Woah, Danny… how did you…?"
"So you like it?" he asked, hopeful. She nodded. Danny smiled. "I sorta skipped Lancer's class this afternoon (well the first part, not like that's much different from normal), and I went to get them. Jazz has a friend who works in the promotion department of the theatre, and I asked in a favour. I thought you'd want to go…"
"Ha! Lancer! Please, those Valentine's chocolates from an admirer?" Tetslaff laughed as the two teachers passed by the students, exiting the school. "You'll have to do better next year…"
And a rather red-faced Lancer denied all claims airily with a benign smile. Sam and Danny stared, not sure whether they should laugh or cringe. Then Danny's ghost sense went off.
"Uh oh… what is it now?"
"You cannot contain me in your cylindrical container!" yelled the Box Ghost. "BEWARE!"
"Ur, get back here, you!" Jazz shouted. "Hi Danny! Hi Sam! Oh don't worry Danny, I got this one! You just enjoy your Valentine's Day!"
Jazz continued down the sidewalk hurriedly, trying to catch the ghoul as it rounded a corner. Danny smiled. Yah, Jazz could handle the Box Ghost. Wonder if she meant something more though about the Valentine's thing, Danny thought.
Out of sight, two people stood talking in low voices, observing the two teens.
"So, she finally told him?" Valerie asked Tucker.
"I don't think so somehow," said Tucker. "Maybe Danny realized she was there?"
"Nah. The goof is too dense for that… well maybe…" said Valerie, adding quietly to herself, "Well, he is pretty fickle… but maybe him and Sam will actually work out."
"It had better work out, otherwise, I'll never hear the end of it!" Tucker exclaimed.
"So, you think they're going to ditch the Nasty Burger?" Valerie asked.
"Didn't think of that, but yah, maybe." And glancing over at Valerie he questioned, "So, wanna head there ourselves?"
She paused a moment before answering. "Sure."
"So, what does all this mean?" Sam inquired.
Flustered, Danny replied, "Well, I had this talk – actually, more of a 'rhyme' or 'rhythm' or whatever you call 'verse' – with the Ghost Writer. Yah, I know, a ghost, but, well… he got me thinking."
"Well that certainly is an accomplishment," interrupted Sam wryly.
"Ha, ha. Very funny," stated Danny sheepishly. "As I was saying, you know, sometimes it's right in front of you… I mean, what you're looking for… I mean, uh, Sam, I'm an idiot."
The two of them began to laugh. Any awkwardness that arose was quickly quelled. They were perfectly comfortable around each other again.
"Thanks."
"What for?" asked Danny, perplexed.
"For the tickets. And for being you."
Danny grinned, then kissed her on the cheek. "Happy Valentine's Day, Sam."
Blushing and breathless, Sam whispered back, "Yah, I guess it is a happy day. Happy Valentine's Day, Danny."
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