Dedicated to: Stephen, a young man I once knew and will hide in my heart forever...
2) Bring me to Life
Falling...endless falling. The lights were coming closer to her...
how can you see into my eyes like open doors
leading you down into my core
where i've become so numb without a soul
my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
until you find it there and lead it back home
Sam woke with a start, sitting up. Her dream had begun pleasant enough: she and Danny had confessed their love and were going on their first date. The goth teen stood, running a hand through her messy, ebony hair. Her lilac eyes gazed around her room; every dream about Danny ended with the same falling. Was it because she was afraid that if she really told him he wouldn't feel the same and she'd jump to her death?
wake me up inside
wake me up inside
call my name and save me from the dark
bid my blood to run before i come undone
save me from the nothing i've become
She grabbed a dark robe to cover her black, silk nightgown and slipped a pair of purple slippers onto her feet. She was determined to prove to herself once and for all that she didn't love Danny. She slipped quietly down the hall and out the door. All around her it was dark; everyone was still asleep. She reached the Fenton's house, the giant "Fenton Works" sign being the only thing illuminated on the two-story house.
Determined, she climbed up the same ladder she had used when Danny was under Ember's love spell. She kicked it down when reaching the ledge around the second story. Creeping carefully around the building, she moved to his windowsill. There, the object of her secret affection lay sleeping in his bed. His raven hair was a mess, and his usually sparkling blue eyes were closed. He looked so peaceful.
now that i know what i'm without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life
Sam set her hand on the glass, sighing as she watched him sleep. She couldn't do it; she was in love with him. Danny woke just then, rubbing sleep from his eyes before turning to look at the window. She blushed and looked away, suddenly realizing how ridiculous she must look. She looked back to find him heading toward the window, a smirk playing at his lips. He opened the window and leaned out to help her in. She reluctantly consented to his help, trying hard not to notice that Danny slept only in flannel pajama bottoms, leaving his now muscular chest bare to her scrutiny.
"I have the strangest feeling of déjà vu," he teased once her feet were safely on his floor.
She returned it with a sarcastic laugh. "At least you don't have pictures of me spread all over your bed this time."
wake me up inside
wake me up inside
call my name and save me from the dark
bid my blood to run before i come undone
save me from the nothing i've become
bring me to life
Something looking strangely like mischief sparkled in his blue eyes before disappearing once more. "So, what made you feel like you had to sit on my sill like an owl?"
"I…I had a bad dream," she said lamely. It was partly true. She shrugged. "It was stupid. I shouldn't have come."
"So, was it a stupid dream or a bad dream?" He sat on his bed and motioned for her to do the same.
She sat down, pulling her robe closer around her. "Uh…um…" She never should've come. "Both, I guess." He cocked his head at her as if urging her to continue. Something in his expression made her continue. "I mean, it started out okay, and then I was falling. It was kind of weird because the only way I could've been falling like that is if you had dropped me while flying."
frozen inside without your touch without your love
darling only you are the life among the dead
"I would never drop you," he softly assured her.
She looked up at him, meeting his gaze. "I know." The slowly began leaning toward each other. "Danny," she whispered.
"Yeah, Sam?" he whispered back.
She pulled away from the almost kiss and stood. "Could you take me home?"
He sounded only slightly disappointed…just slightly. "Sure, Sam."
all this time i can't believe i couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
i've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
She didn't turn around as a sudden blue light filtered around the room. Invisible hands grasped her around the waist, and they flew through the still open window. The same fluttery feeling she always got in her stomach when she and Danny flew together returned, and she resisted the urge to giggle. She always loved flying with him; it was like having her own personal Neverland.
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here there must be something more
bring me to life
She was feeling sleepy again as they were nearing her house. Danny carried her bridal style into her room and carefully laid her on the bed. She opened her eyes to flash him a contented smile as he tucked the blankets around her before she closed them once more and cuddled further into her blankets.
"Goodnight, Danny," she whispered.
"G'night, Sam." He placed a gentle kiss on her cheek then flew back toward his home.
Sam fell asleep with a smile on her lips. That almost kiss had told them both everything they had needed to know. Things were going to change between them…for the better.
wake me up inside
wake me up inside
call my name and save me from the dark
bid my blood to run before i come undone
save me from the nothing i've become
bring me to life
bring me to life
A/N: Ah, fluff: the spice of life. Unfortunately, this spice of life is rare. Most of life is like many of the stories you will run into here: sad and depressing. And if you dare, bug me about my dedication. See if you can squeeze an answer out of me... I have no deep speech for this chapter.