A/N: Here I am again! Lols, you guys are probably tired of me by now, huh? Okay, before I begin, thank you guys sooo much! I'm 27 reviews away from 100! Anyways, here ya go!

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Chapter Ten: April 4, 2014

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Sam, Kay, Nick, Jon, and Leo were gathered inside their van, trying to understand Sam's vision of his past. He had just finished telling them what he saw and was looking around, hoping one of them would be able to explain it.

"Why'd you want to be called Danny?" Jon asked, confused.

"I dunno," Sam replied. "Think it was my real name?"

"It might be, but why was that guy calling you Sam?"

"Maybe… maybe he knew that I would use that name, or wanted me to."

"Why'd they want to kill you?" Nick questioned.

"I dunno, I must've gotten them mad. Why do you think Kay gets homicidal on us?"

"HEY!"

"Sorry."

"Maybe you had your ghost powers back then, and they were enemies!" Leo said.

Sam scoffed, dismissing the thought. "Like I had powers then! If I did, I would've escaped, wouldn't I?"

"Oh, yeah…."

"Maybe you couldn't escape," Kay said quietly. "maybe they made sure you couldn't leave, and after a while you just gave up."

"…that's just depressing."

Kay shrugged. "Ya asked for ideas on why, you didn't say they had to be happy, smiley-faced, polka-dot-y-flowers ideas where everything ends up peachy. Face it, this is real life, nothing ends up like in books and movies." She crossed her arms, daring someone to go against her. Of course, Jon, being the optimistic idiot he was, spoke up.

"Who says it doesn't?"

"Excuse me?"

"Who says life doesn't end up good? Maybe there's a good ending that Sam hasn't seen yet! He just needs to wait 'til he sees it."

"If there was a good ending, he'd be living it now!"

"Maybe he is. Maybe this is his idea of a good ending!"

"THEN WHY IS HE SO MOPEY ALL THE TIME, HUH? WHY DOES HE LOCK HIMSELF IN HIS ROOM AND HARDLY EAT?" Kay was screaming now.

"MAYBE HE'S JUST GOING THROUGH A HARD TIME!" Jon surprised everyone by screaming as well.

"THEN THIS ISN'T A VERY GOOD ENDING, IS IT?"

"WOULD YOU GUYS SHUT UP!" Sam screamed. Everyone turned and stared at him. He hadn't spoken at all, and now he was standing, fists clenched and eyes glowing yellow, looking ready to kill the next person who spoke. "It doesn't matter what happened then. This is now, and no one mention this ever again." He turned around and walked away, saying over his shoulder, "I'll be in my room, so don't bug me." A door slammed, signaling that the others could speak again. All four spoke at the exact same time.

"What was that all about?"

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Sam's room

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Sam picked up the first thing he saw and threw it, releasing a good portion of his anger in that throw. A shattering sound followed, and he realized he had thrown a picture. He walked over to where it landed and picked it up, being careful of broken glass. It was a picture of his old friends, along with him and… Marissa. It was the CRAMMERS. Then, he remembered the hotline they had made to help the other college students. He grabbed his cellphone and dialed.

"Hello, you've reached 1-85-CRAMMERS," a voice said over the phone. "My name is Rebekah, how may I help you?"

"Bek!" Sam almost yelled into the phone. "Bek, it's me, it's Sam!"

"Oh… my… gosh," Rebekah gasped. "Sam, is that really you?"

"Yeah."

"Where-are-you?What's-been-going-on?Are-you-okay?What-exactly-happened-back-then?"

Sam smiled; Bek hadn't changed at all. "In order, nearby, a lot, sort of, and it's a long story."

"Hold on a sec, I'm getting everyone and putting you on speak, 'kay?"

"Alright." There was a pause on the other end, interrupted by Bek running and five voices screaming, "WHAT?" There was a rush to the phone, someone pressed a button, and suddenly Sam was hit with a multitude of voices.

"Sam! What've you been up to?"

"Where are you?"

"We miss you so much!"

"What happened to Mar?"

"Where are you?"

"What happened to you?"

"Where'd you go?"

"WHERE ARE YOU?"

Sam laughed, being able to tell who said what even though he hadn't seen them in a year. They were Michael, Alexis, Elaine, Charlie, Alexis (again), Raymond, Rebekah, and Alexis (again (again)), respectively.

"In order…" Sam began, pausing to laugh some more, "a lot, nearby, I missed you, too, I'll tell you later, nearby, a lot, it's a long story, and NEARBY!"

Everyone laughed, and Bek said, "I told you it was him!"

"How nearby, Sam?" Alexis asked.

Sam laughed. Alexis was always the impatient one. "A couple towns over."

There were three squeals as the girls got excited.

"You've gotta visit us, Sam!" Elaine said.

"I… I can't, sorry," Sam said sincerely. "I can't because I've got my job to do."

"What's your job?" Ray asked.

"You'd never believe it," Sam said sarcastically, "I'm a famous… artist!"

There were six sarcastic gasps, then Bek gasped for real.

"You mean, you're the S.A. everyone here is talking about?"

"Yeah."

"But you're last name is Doe!"

"I legally changed it to… Anthony."

"Ohhh," all six said in realization. There was a pause as they were reminded of Marissa.

"Well," Charlie said slowly, breaking the silence, "when can you come visit us?"

"Probably in a year or two."

"What? Why that long?" Michael complained.

"Because I have a lot of towns, and I'm on tour, so I have to stick to that schedule."

"That stinks," Ray said.

"Maybe… maybe you guys could come to one of the towns I'll go to!"

"I don't think so. We're all still in college, remember?" Alexis said in a "you-think-you're-better-than-us-but-you're-not" voice.

Sam winced, knowing she was still mad that he left. "Sorry. Well, I'll talk to you guys again, you know, when I have the time."

"Okay, but first…" Bek said, then everyone joined in, "CAN WE HAVE AN AUTOGRAPH?"

All seven of the old friends laughed, and Sam replied, as was his custom, "I'll do you one better. You get an autograph and a picture."

The girls did fan-girl squeals, and Sam could hear three thuds as they pretended to faint. The guys all cheered, finishing their joke.

"But anyway, I should probably go. The guys'll be worried."

"You replaced US?" Alexis and Raymond said in mock-hurt.

"Well, no one could replace you two, but Kay and Nick are pretty close to it…."

There were two "hmph"s as everyone else laughed at Alexis and Raymond.

"Okay, guys, I've really got to go, but I'll call as soon as I've got free time."

"coughas-soon-as-his-arm-breaks-from-drawing-so-much,-thus-disabling-him-from-drawing-'cause-we-all-know-he-wouldn't-stop-any-other-waycough," Michael said in a pretend coughing fit. Everyone except Sam laughed.

"Ha ha, very funny, Mike," Sam said. "Just know that I'll get you back for this!"

"'As soon as you've got free time'," Mike said, copying Sam's earlier statement. Everyone, even Sam, laughed at that.

"Look, guys, I've really got to go," Sam said, looking down at the broken picture frame in his hand.

"Aw, why?" Elaine complained.

"'Cause I have some… stuff I'd like to do," he replied, smiling at the picture.

"Alright," Charlie said in a disappointed voice.

"Bye, Sam!" all six chorused.

"Bye, Charlie, Ray, Lex, Mike, Elaine, Bek. I'll talk to you later." Sam hung up and looked again at the picture. He smiled and grabbed some old copies of pictures and his art supplies and set to work.

Several hours later, his work was done. Smiling, he held up his masterpiece, a collage of photos that was made to look like the smashed picture. After he proudly tacked it to the wall, he stared at it for a moment, remembering old times.

Unannounced, the vision of MG popped up in front of his eyes. He sighed, trying to figure out who she was.

A yell from Kay shattered his thoughts and reminded him that he had yet to eat dinner.

He looked into a mirror next to his desk and saw a boy with blue eyes and black hair, about eighteen years old, crying as he ran away from a mansion, leaving a girl with black hair and violet eyes sobbing on the doorstep. Sam recognized her immediately as MG, and the boy looked familiar, but he couldn't place him. Sam suddenly felt sad as well, and angry that he would leave her….

That thought made Sam jolt. He felt as though he was the one who left her, as though he caused her that pain….. For a split second, his eyes darkened to blue, and his hair faded to black, but it was gone a moment later, causing him to think he was hallucinating.

He turned away, heading to dinner. What he didn't notice was the boy in the mirror suddenly appear in a dungeon where two villains were changing his hair and eye color so no one would recognize him. Grey, pain-filled eyes looked out from under red, black, and blue tri-colored hair, silently begging for someone's help. Sadly, he wouldn't get it in time.

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LYRICS

Oh what mess you've got the best of my heart It broke and now it's just a joke Cause you're moving right along I'm still here and you're gone Oh what shame You know I didn't mean for the winds to change Won't ever be the same Cause the kisses that you blew Could never ever move

I think I need some time by myself Without anybody else I just need to unwind In my time machine I need to go far away A few years back would be ok I just need to unwind In my time machine

Hey you Ya I'm talking to you You lost the love in bed And now it's just dead Cause it didn't mean a thing Waiting for a ring Hey it's a game And ain't it a shame that it's just a show I thought that this was love But I can't be fooled again I'm cryin' out But I can't give in

I think you need some time by yourself Without anybody else You just need to unwind In your time machine You need to go far away A few years back would be ok You just need to unwind In your time machine

All the things that we could change (things that we could change) Now we'll never be the same

I think I need some time by myself Without anybody else I just need to unwind In my time machine I need to go far away A few years back would be ok I just need to unwind In my time machine By Myself I don't need anybody else I just need to unwind In my time machine In my time machine

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A/N: Something tells me I revealed too much, but, oh, well. You still need to see if either Sam finds out and how. Well, BYES, y'all!

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Sneak Peek

He didn't know what to do. They had told him their plan, knowing he wouldn't be able to stop them. Unfortunately, they were right. Their plan was pure evil, too.

He just couldn't remember it.

That was part of their plan… he thought. He wasn't entirely sure about it. Forget it, he wasn't entirely sure about anything! All he knew was his first name, Danny. Of course, he wasn't even sure about that, seeing how often Dan Phantom called him Sam.

Vlad Plasmius wasn't any better, especially with his Room. His Room was also called the torture chamber, but Danny didn't remember that. He only knew it as The Room of Total Pain, Torment, Torture, and Ridicule, or just The Room. Either way, every time Danny went in, he came out with more scars, burns, and bruises.

Danny sighed, rolling over on the cot and nearly falling off. He had to get out somehow, but how? No one knew where he was because he was stupid enough to run away. His friends would be looking for him, but they don't know where he was last. He should've known that Plasmius and Dan would've found him no matter where he was.

They were just creepy like that.