Chapter 7

About us...

Danny and Samantha were still frozen in time, locked in their tender embrace. Everything seemed so perfect even though Sam was confused, but she wasn't confused about what she felt. How much longer could she go on in denial? How much longer could she pretend this feeling didn't exist? And how could nothing come of this? There was no way things would be the same between them after this.

They lifted their heads from each other's shoulders and stared intently into each other's eyes. That feeling came back, that fluttery feeling around her heart, the feeling that had always been there. She couldn't let this moment slip away! She moved up closer to his face, but he turned his head away.

"Danny..."

He looked at her.

"I-I," she sighed then took a deep breath, "I L-"

"We should be getting back.." he interupted her, "Your parents are probably worried about you.."

She looked away in dismay and sighed, "Yeah, I guess we should."

Danny took her by the hand and flew her home. On the way, no words were exchanged. Danny didn't know what to say, his thoughts were still entangled in this whole thing, at this point he wasn't sure what to think or what to say. And Sam was too disappointed to speak. Confused, disappointed, and yet in a way satisfied. This had never really happend before, but the more these incidents accured the more she was sure about what she felt and less sure about how to express these feelings that burned inside of her.

When they reached the goth girl's house he flew her into her room.

Sam stood in front of him, looking down, rubbing her arm nervously, "Well.. uh.. goodbye.."

"Goodbye..." he said quietly.

Danny turned to leave but he stopped, his hand rested on the wall, his back still turned to her. Something inside of him just kept saying, "Tell her.." He glanced over his shoulder at her, "Sam?"

"Yes?" she said looking up hopefully.

"I'm-" the ghost boy ground his teeth then sighed and shook his head, "I'm sorry.. about.. before.." they were both quiet for a moment, then he said, "Good bye Sam." and flew through the wall.

Danny walked down the sidewalk, finally out of his ghost form. He was trying to decide what to do. Should he go home? If he did what would happen? He had absolutely no idea but he didn't really see any other option. So, unsure of himself, he took a chance and made his way home. Instead of walking home he flew and was there in no time. Danny was finally back in his room, he lay on his bed, hands behind his head, staring off into space. What if Vlad was telling me the truth? he thought. What am I going to do? What's going to happen to me? Since he had no answers for these questons he decided to go into denial. No, Vlad's lying.. He's lying...

It was early Saturday morning when Sam first woke up, as to be expected she was still thinking about last night. What was happening between them? Sam wasn't sure but she desperatly wanted to know. But even if it wasn't what she thought it might be she concluded that she should try to figure it out and fix the problem.

Danny was still asleep, after last night he was drop dead tired. He kinda hoped he could sleep this day away, that way he wouldn't have to deal with anything.

"Danny!" his mom called walking into the room. His mother giggled when she entered. Danny was all sprawled out on his bed, still dressed except for his shirt which he had taken off. His hair was a mess, one of his legs were bent, one of his shoes were off letting a flimsy sock hang over his toes and to make the picture even more comical he was drooling and snoring softly.

"Danny?" his momther said softly

He didn't budge.

"DANNY!" She shouted this time.

"WHAT!" he shrieked in panic, sitting up so quickly he fell off the bed.

His mom supressed a laugh, "Sam's on the phone." she said handing him the phone.

"H-hello," he said in a very shrill voice.

"Danny?"

"Yes?"

"This is, Sam."

"Oh, hi, Sam."

"Hey, um, I was just wondering, can you meet me at Nasty Burger later?"

"Uh sure, what time?"

"4:00?"

"Uh okay, see you later."

"Okay, bye!"

"Bye!"

She hung up.

The boy glanced at his clock, his eyes grew wide, "7' O' clock! It's Saturday! Why the heck did she call me at 7' O' clock in the morning!"

Why Sam did this Danny obviously had no clue.

"Well whatever..." he mumbled climbing back onto his bed.

Since she wanted to meet somewhere at 4:00 there was no reason he couldn't sleep some more. So without further delay he plopped back down onto his bed and in no time fell fast asleep.

It was now 4:30 and Sam had been patiently waiting for a half an hour. Finally he arrived. When he spotted her he ran over to her.

"Sorry I'm late," he apoligized, out of breath.

"Where were you?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well let's just say I dozed off," he answered sitting down, noticing she had already taken the liberty of ordering.

"That's ok, it's your loss," the goth girl smirked playfully, hinting him.

He looked down and noticed there was only one french fry left. He looked at her playfully pretending to be disappointed. They both smiled and laughed.

"So, what's going on?" Danny asked.

"I wanted to talk to you about something.."

Oh great! I knew this would come up. he thought looking off to the side. "Is this about last night? I'm sorry about everything! I don't know what came over me! I didn't mean to scare you."

"I-I wasn't scared!" she protested.

"Look, I'm really sorry about yesterday, I didn't mean to-"

"Danny! That's not it!" she interupted him.

"It isn't?"
"No! Well, part of it is but that's not what I was going to talk about.."

"Then... what were you going to talk about?"

Samantha bit her lip and took a deep breath, "I wanted to talk about us."

"Us?"

Her eyes looked away, "Y-yeah..."

He leaned forward, "What about us?"

"That's what I would like to know!"

He drew back, confused, "What?"

"What about us? Where are we?"

Danny looked around, "We're at Nasty Burger..."

"Not that! I mean in our relashionship..."

He looked off to the side, seriously thinking, "What? You mean where are we as friends?"

"Well, yeah..." she went on nervously,"and.. a little more than that..."

Danny thought hard for a second, then it hit him, he blushed, "Oh..."

They both blushed, they're eyes drifted away from each other.

Even though he knew what she meant now, he had never been good at talking to girls about this sort of thing, so he tried to smooth it over, "You mean like best friends?"

She glared at him. I hate men... "No, like.."she put her hand on the table, "like...like.."

SPLASH! Danny's drink hit the floor and went everywhere.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay. I shouldn't have put it on the edge of the table," he said standing up, "I'll clean it up,"

"No, that's okay. I'll clean it up!" she said also standing.

They both headed for napkins, returing at the same time, and getting on their knees at the same time. They both began to sponge it up rambling ridiculously as they did.

"I'm so sorry"

"No it's my fault!"

"You can stop I can do it."

"No, I'll get it!"

"I-I- got it."
This they said at the same time, "No it's okay. I-"

They both stopped short, when their hands accidently wound up on top of each other. Their heads lifted slowly, they stared at each other, both blushing, both of their mouths gaping open just a little. They froze for a moment then drew back.

They continued cleaning up both, rambling sorry's about the incident that had just happened between them, both laughing shortly, and ackwardly.

When they finished they both settled back down in their seats, both of them still blushing with their eyes glued to the floor.

There was a long silence.

"So... um..." Danny began, "Where's Tucker?"
Sam's eyes enlarged, she shot up, "OH MY GOD! TUCKER!"

"Danny.." Tucker shouted horsely and shrilly.

Even though Tucker was extreamly tired, had run into wild animals that freaked him out causing him to run through bushes and had a few run ins with a couple skunks he didn't want to stop yet. He just couldn't let Sam down! She was so desperate! So he was determined he would help Sam even if it took him all night. Besides she said she would get him if she found him! He wasn't worried!

So on he went, wet, dirty, smelly and with sticks sicking out of his hair, he braved on. Besides.. He thought. It's not like Sam would just leave me here! Haha!... Right?

Authore's Note: This chapter was mostly cute comedy and DannyXSam fluff. I hoped you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.