Description: Tucker Foley-centric story. After college, Tucker, Sam and Danny are 22. Tucker is being blackmailed, and Danny and Sam worry. While they try to help Tucker, ghosts meddle and things are suddenly so much different than they used to be.
Pairings include Danny/Dash, Paulina/Sam, Kwan/Sam, Paulina/Ember, Tucker, Tucker/Skulker and maybe more.
Warnings: Implied non-con sex, implied sex, boy/boy and girl/girl action.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Nope.
"So how's the ghost-hunting?" Sam casually asked while sipping her still favorite veggie shake. Danny shrugged, stirring his coffee.
"Fine, I guess. The ghosts are still roaming here and about, but there hasn't really been any major trouble lately. Unlike that incident we had when you were a second-year." They both giggled.
But the joy was for short, and their mood faltered. Sam was the first to stir. "Damnit Danny! Why can't we reach him?"
"Because he won't reach us." Danny raked his fingers through his hair in frustration. "Tucker doesn't reply to our emails and doesn't answer our calls. And we haven't seen him for a month or so. Plus he didn't give us his apartment address because he wasn't sure he was going to stay there. Also, he's not in the phone book because he got an unlisted private number, much thanks to the company."
Sam sighed. "This sucks Danny. For all we know he could be in serious ghost trouble and we're not even there to help him."
Danny shook his head. "I've been after every ghost possible, and as far as I know they're not harassing Tucker. Unless it's a ghost that hasn't sprung into action yet. But then the Fenton Ghost Detector should have detected it."
"We called the police. They said he told them he was fine, but he wouldn't let them tell us the address. Now the police think we're some scary stalkers! It must be a ghost. I say we run through all of Amity Park and just find him. You fly, I drive."
"Yeah right, this place is way too huge Sam. We need help. Remember how we asked Tucker's parents? They were pissed because their son told them to get out of his life."
"Way too odd. Tucker isn't like that." Sam tapped her finger on the table. "Well, we're going to have to find a way Danny."
"I know, I know." Danny got up and took his bag with him. "Look, we'll ask Jazz to help, and if we're lucky we can get Valerie with us as well. And then we'll look for his place, get him and shake the story out of him."
"Oh, like hell will I shake him." Sam grinned as she put her cup down with a bang, earning some glares from her surrounding. She couldn't care less. "I will get to the bottom of this, don't you worry!"