A/N: I think this is the last chapter. Sorry took me so long to up-date. Well, here goes!

Life Is A Highway! I wanna Ride It! All Night Long!

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There was a distance between you and I
A misunderstanding once
But now we look it in the eye

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Sam and Tucker were awake now and standing with Danny as they each took turns putting a small token into a pay-phone like device in the police department. Tucker and Sam both got answering machines when they tried to call their parents. They left a brief, slurred and incoherent message before it was Danny's turn. Being the most sober, he made a quick and understandable statement into the answering machine of his house. Surely they would be picked up from here in less than three hours. If it was more, well, Danny hoped they would survive that long. Sighing, the teens were sent into a cell. Tucker and Sam had a slow, swaying pace and swaggered into the cell. At least they weren't cuffed anymore.

Danny sat down on the bench-like thing on the wall and rested his head in his hands, cursing beneath his breath. Tucker dropped down onto the floor and slumped against the wall. Before long, he was fast asleep again, and murmuring happily beneath his breath. "I can't believe this," Danny finally said aloud. Sam was sitting next to him, seemingly annoyed herself. But probably more because they woke her up than because they were in almost-jail. "My parents are going to flip out."

"Danny, you're eighteen," Sam stated.

"Not exactly," Danny said. "In fact, I believe you're not eighteen either. We're not eighteen just yet."

"Please, you didn't say that before when I suggested the idea," Sam said.

"I didn't really care about it too much! My parents still have some control over me. I'm going to get it for sure."

"Why is this such a big deal?" Sam asked. "We were drunk, not murdering someone."

"It doesn't matter, Sam," Danny said. "Just look at Tucker. Do you know what that much drinking can do to him? To us?"

"You barely even drank anything!" Sam retorted.

"Just forget it," Danny said, shaking his head. He crossed his arms, slumped against the wall and glared at the floor. Sam looked at him seriously, then her expression softened. She slumped against the wall to. Her mind was spinning now and her headache was not making things any better. She realized everything that had happened. She hardly remembered much during the peak of her drunkenness, but vague memories flooded into her mind. Many of them were not very pleasing. Maybe drinking wasn't good. They could be dead by now if Danny hadn't been the sober one and stopped her from driving them into extinction - literally. And she noticed, also, that even while Danny knew she wasn't in complete control of her senses and probably would only have vague memories of this night, he didn't take advantage of her. Yet she got mad at him.

Sam bit her lower lip and found that her eyes were welling up with tears. She'd been hard on him and had put their lives in danger. Danny could always have made sure they were okay with his powers, but the thought of her wanting to kill them and herself just because she thought he didn't love her was absurd. Everything that happened that night was absurd and her own fault.

Danny stopped his own thoughts at the sound of a sobbing sound coming from next to him. He ignored the murmured words of delight coming from Tucker and looked at the girl to his left. "Sam?" he asked, reaching up and lifting her chin. The girl's cheeks were tear-stained and her eyes were red from lack of sleep and crying. "Sam, what's wrong?" He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. His brows furrowed with concern as he held her. Sam cried into his shoulder.

"It's all my fault, everything today," she whispered between sobs. "We would have never gotten in trouble with the cops if it weren't for me."

"It's not all your fault, Sam," Danny assured her quietly, closing his eyes. "You were drunk, you weren't in complete control. It's okay."

"No, it's not okay," Sam screeched. "It's not! You tried to stop me from driving but I wouldn't listen!" She pulled away and stood, hugging her arms. "It was all my fault...You tried to stop me..."

"I should have tried harder," Danny objected to her blaming herself. He stood up and walked over to her, turning her so she was facing him. "I knew what kind of trouble we would get in, but I wouldn't argue with you. It was mine and Tucker's fault just as much as it was yours."

"You're going to get in trouble," Sam said. "because of me."

"That's not true, Sam," Danny said again, more firmly this time. He embraced her tightly, trying to stop her choked tears and words. "that's not true."

"Let go," Sam cried. "Stay away." Sam pounded his chest, but Danny didn't let her go. Police officers walked by and ignored the couple. She pounded on his chest again, but gave up from sudden exhaustion. "Let go..." she whispered weakly.

"It's okay, Sam," Danny said. "We're gonna get outta here and go home and forget this ever happened, okay, Sam?" He felt Sam's nod on his chest and he slowly eased back and sat down against the wall on the floor, practically carrying Sam now. "We're going to wait for my parents or yours or Tucker' and they're going to get us out of here. Don't worry." Sam sat on his lap as he hugged her close still. She looked so vulnerable, helpless and child-like. He smiled at her and said quietly, "It wasn't your fault. Not all of the blame will fall on you."

Sam whimpered, then sighed deeply. She closed her eyes and almost fell back into a sleep-like state. She snuggled close to Danny and murmured something beneath her breath. Danny didn't quite catch it, though. "Hm?" he asked quietly, feeling tired himself.

"i love you, Danny," Sam whispered again and shifted her position. Danny smiled as his eyes began to droop.

"I love you too," he whispered and found himself sleeping as well.

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There ain't no load that I can't hold
Roads are rough, this I know
I'll be there when the light comes in
Just tell 'em we're survivors

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"Aw, look how cute they look!" came an echo-y voice. Danny tried to force his eyes open, but sleep had him trapped tightly. He heard a soft giggle and finally got his eyes to open a crack. His vision was blurry so he shook his head to try and clear it. He blinked a couple of times and heard a 'shh' sound. "He's waking up."

Two figures came into his line of vision. Not to mention a head ache began to make it's way into his conscious knowledge. He groaned and tried to bring his hand up to his forehead, but found he was holding something. Shaking his head again, he looked down. A sleeping Samantha Manson came into his vision. He blinked several times again and looked around him. A jail cell, bars instead of doors, Tucker sleeping on the floor, and outside, a few adults looking in at him including a very amused Jasmin Fenton. He frowned. "What's going on?" he asked.

"We came to pick you guys up, Danny," Jazz said.

"Sam's parents weren't available so they told us to come pick her up too," Mrs. Foley added.

"You kids have a lot of explaining to do," Maddie added.

"But we'll get to that later," Mr. Foley said.

Danny nodded with some relief and shook Sam's shoulders a little bit. The girl groaned and opened her eyes. "Danny?" she asked. She bolted straight up, causing Danny to make a face. Sam got up and watched as Danny's expression changed from pained to relieved. "What happened?" she asked. "What's going on?"

Danny stood. "They came to pick us up," Danny said and pointed at the officer who was unlocking the cell door.

Sam watched as the door opened for them. Danny began to wake up Tucker who began to talk in a slurred voice, then groaned, and stood up, shaky on his feet. "Come on, kids," Mrs. Foley said, leading them out. "It's time to go home."

"Home sounds good," tucker mumbled, trying to get rid of his headache.

"Oh, trust me, it won't be," all the parents chorused. Then, at the same time again, "You're all grounded until you're eighteen!"

the three teens grinned sheepishly.

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Life is a highway
I wanna ride it all night long
If you're going my way
I wanna drive it all night long

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Danny sat on a bench in the park against a table behind him. Tucker sat on the other side, playing a game on his PDA. Sam sat on the actual table, reading one of her novels. "I can't believe today is our last day of freedom," Tucker murmured. Danny watched as a couple of kids, a girl and boy, ran down the trail to the playground, laughing and screaming with glee. They vanished out of sight and then came another boy, trying hard to keep up. Danny smiled and turned to his friends.

"Think of it this way, all of us will actually be eighteen in one to two months," Danny said.

"Says you! You only a week and a half left!" Tucker accused.

"It's not my fault I was born before you," Danny said. "Besides, they never said we couldn't be grounded together."

"As if you just want to be with Sam," Tucker remarked. Danny only shook his head disapprovingly at the boy.

Sam closed her book with a soft clap and jumped off the table. The other two teens looked at her. She took a deep breath and turned to them. "If you ask me," she said. "I definitely learned my lesson."

"Never go off drunk with a girl you don't know that's most likely a prost?" Tucker asked.

"No, you learned that lesson," Sam said, rolling her eyes.

"Don't drink and drive?" Danny tried.

"No, but it was a good lesson."

"Never get drunk and then do a dance-off against a prost as to who dances with Danny," Tucker tried again.

"How did you find out about-" Sam cut herself short and shook her head. "No!"

"Learn to listen to me?" Danny asked.

Sam sighed and her shoulders slumped. "You guys are so dim," she whispered. "No. The lesson I learned is that no matter what, we are never going back to that bar again."

"That's what you learned?" Danny asked both incredulous and amused. He cocked an eyebrow at the Goth girl.

"Yeah," she said. "Plus I learned all of the other stuff you said too, Danny."

"What about what I said?" Tucker asked. Danny and Sam looked at the grinning boy, shared a glance, then looked back at him.

"No," they chorused, then laughed at his expression.

"But you guys do know," Tucker said. "That you almost-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" Sam shouted, waving her hands. "Hello! I. Was. Drunk!"

"We were both semi-drunk," Danny agreed, nodding feebly.

"Sam was really drunk," Tucker remarked. "But, Danny, you were just a bit below sober. Yet, you went along with it."

"I didn't 'go along with it'," Danny said. "That would be taking advantage. I would never do that. I just got caught up in the moment is all."

"Cool," Tucker said. "I always knew you guys loved each other." He grinned broadly and crossed his arms over his chest in triumph.

Sam and Danny shared a glance and grinend wickedly. "I guess you're right, Tuck," Danny said, standing and walking over to Sam. Tucker opened one eye a crack and looked at them incredulously before opening both eyes.

"Yuck! Guys! Get a room!" Tucker said, grimacing. Danny had his arms around Sam's waist and Sam had her arms around his neck. Their lips were pressed together into a kiss. Danny pulled away and rested his forehead against Sam's.

"Oh, Tucker," Sam sighed breathlessly, looking at Danny still. "You'll just never understand."

Tucker grimaced again as Danny smiled and kissed Sam again.

"Guys!"

E/N: Hope you liked the chapter! Bye, now!

--Airamé Phantom