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The ghostly feet hit the marble fountain ridge. Emily sat the best she could, being a ghost. Elise climbed onto her lap, she held the doll. "What's wrong?" Elise's eyes widen with tears.

"Margaret is broken." Emily looked down upon the doll's cracked face.

"Elise, how did this happen?" The little girl advert her eyes ashamed.

"I wanted to go jump rope, and I placed her to close to the edge on the bench, and she fell." Her face was brought up by a finger.

"Elise, why do we fall?" She fell silent waiting for an answer; Elise didn't give one.

"To pick ourselves up again." She ran her finger over the crack healing it as she went along. She handed back the doll to Elise who squealed with joy as she hugged it tightly. Emily sighed. "If only everything was that easy. I can't tell Danny the whole story. Sam is actually falling for him. It is her in the real danger."

"Then why"-

"Elise it is a danger to tell the truth sometimes, if not physically, but emotionally. Sometimes it is best to be kept hidden. I must seek advice from my brother." She disappeared in a matter of seconds. Little did they know that Sam had seen the whole thing.

Sam ran to the fountain; believing it was all a dream. She knew she saw someone there. Her hand ran over the marble trembling. She turned her eyes to the water and got lost in thoughts staring at her reflection, so deeply she didn't know someone had walked up. When he spoke it started her.

"I been watching you and I don't think it right for a girl who is as beautiful as you to be so sad." She avoided looking in his direction.

"I'm not sad Fredrick."

"Don't you lie to me, Sam! I served this family for years, I know emotions by now."

"It's just"-

"You like Danny."

"But"- She continued.

"But you also like Matt." He finished.

"Was I that oblivious?" A tint of blush creped onto her cheeks, but she remained calm.

"Yes." He answered. He paused and saw her distress.

"Do you want advice from a wise old man?"

"Anything, I don't want to go to anyone else. I don't think I could even if I tried."

"Just a simple question. How long have you known Danny?"

"12 years." She said without even thinking.

"Has he shown affection in that time?" The pink became even clearer.

"Yes, he has. And I have shown affection to him."

"Has he ever said that he loves you?" Fredrick pushed a little more.

"No, but at times it seems like he would of, if he didn't chicken out."

"I'm not going to tell you what to do Sam, but answer one last question. I know it is personal, but how do you fell about Danny. Forget about the wedding and Matt." There was silence between the two of them.

"I can't." She whispered.

"What?" Fredrick questioned.

"I can't do that. That means I have to go back to my past. And I can't forget that I choose to marry Matt." She finished angrily even though she didn't mean to snap at him. She started to walk away from the old man, when he stopped her with just his voice.

"Sam, I know this wasn't the way you were before you came here, look at how much you have changed for them. Don't you think that you should do something for yourself? Don't throw what you and Danny have away."

"But"-

"Sam unless you answer that question about Danny honestly, you will always struggle with your feelings for him."

"I can't." She answer in an almost a cry.

"Then you will never figure out your future. The past builds who you are today, and today builds who you will be in the future." Fredrick left her to fall to her knees.

'I can't forget about the wedding or my feelings, they are the only thing that I have that helps me forget. If I go back to my past that means I have to confess that I love Danny.'

Benjamin's eyes looked left, right then he closed them in tightly, but on his face he held a look of calmness.

"She was here, but now she's gone. No doubt trying to ruin my plan. Your brother could have made us happy again." He shouted at the painting. It had been forty years since Emily had died. The doctor had chosen not to bring her back. Then her brother could have taken back everything and he didn't.

"You were happy weren't you?" He glared at the beautiful blue-purple eyes in the painting.

"Never mind it doesn't matter, I will have things my way." Hr grinned; his plan was going to happen and he would make the Mansons pay, he was sure about that.

The house was quiet till around eight when a knock fell upon the door. Fredrick opened it, and in front of him was an African American boy with glasses.

"Who are you?" Fredrick questioned.

"A friend. My name is Tucker. I'm friends with Danny and Sam."

"Right this way." Fredrick strolled to Sam's room and all Tucker could do was gasp in awe. Fredrick knocked on the door.

"Go away."

"A friend is here to see you Madame." Both could imagine a confused look on her face.

"Who?" She opened the door to see Tucker; she screamed with joy and embraced him tightly. When they released Tucker's face was serious, her smile fell.

"What's wrong?"

"I need to talk to Danny."

"He's in his ro"-

"Did I hear a scream?" Danny's concerned voice suddenly came into the room. His eyes widen when he saw the visitor.

"Tucker?" He said not believing what he saw.

"In the flesh." Tucker motioned to himself.

"What are you doing here? What about the town?" He hissed.

"Don't worry Jazz is there."

"Then why are you here?" Danny reiterated.

"I need you to forgive me."

"Why would I"-

"We need to talk alone." He glanced in the direction of Fredrick who got the hint.

"I'll step out for a bit." As soon as he closed the door Danny busted out,

"No tell me what this is all about. You should be with the town."-

"Really?" Tucker tossed the paper to the two's feet. The headline read. Ghost Boy Lives Among Us. There were two pictures on the front page, one of Danny Fenton the other of Danny Phantom.

"Tucker! How did this"- He stopped himself, both Sam and Danny realized the true meaning of his words. 'I need you to forgive me.'

"Tucker…no…don't tell me….you?" There was fear for the truth in his voice waiting for an answer, but Tucker just hung his head.

"Why?" Escaped Sam's lips.

"Right after I hung up on you on the phone Val broke up with me because she heard all of our conversation. I overacted in rage. They have been doing news reports on you all week.

"So everyone know?" Danny asked.

"Everyone knows." Tucker reassured him.

"You need to come back to Amnesty; all the ghosts are out of control."

"I'm staying for the wedding Tucker."

"Jazz can't do it all by herself."

"I promised Sam!" Tucker sighed knowing it would be futile to try to convince him.

"When is the wedding?" He said.

"Three days." Sam said as quietly as she could with still being able to be heard, and her eyes found the floor.

"Ok." Tucker knew that Sam forgave him by her smile.

"Danny?..." Danny's back was turned on the two of them. He felt betrayed by his two best friends. He turned invisible and started to walk out, but he stayed long enough to hear,

"If only."

"Give him time Tucker, Giver him time." Even though he was invisible, he could feel Sam starting right at him, and he hated every second where she could see right to his soul.

RGT- Yup! Well. I kinda enjoyed this chapter but not really. I like the next chapter which I promise is going to be sad. It's two twists in one chapter aren't I good. And if you look at my profile you can see when or around when I can update the next chapter. It's not finished yet; far from it, but it's getting there. Thanks to all who reviewers, which I will answerreviews. If there is anything you could help me improve on that would be cool. And if you need an idea for a fic I have plenty so just leave a request in a review.