Dedicated to: The one I wish would rescue me.

Thank yous: All Her Dreams, Coalar Lee Drake, Samantha-Girl Scout, Lacey52, Rae Valerious, Ginger Guardian Angel, Sam-n-Danny1, talk 2 me, N1cindyfan, Cat-san, crazybluephantom. Thank you all for your love and support as I worked to finish this collection. It is now finished, and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.


11) Whisper

His snow white hair was ruffled by a gentle breeze. His glowing green eyes were shut in pain, his breathing ragged. One hand was splayed on the ground steadying him in his kneeling position. His other hand clutched his side, glowing green blood seeping from between his white-gloved fingers. His black jumpsuit was torn in different areas, but he wouldn't cease his fighting. He couldn't.

He opened his eerie glowing eyes, raising his gaze to the ghost before him. This ghost was powerful, he'd admit that, and she was tricky too. She was the toughest enemy he'd fought in a long time. He rose to his feet, taking a sharp intake of breath as pain shot up his side. She regarded him with teal eyes, her violet hair flowing unnaturally against the wind.

catch me as i fall

say you're here and it's all over now

speaking to the atmosphere

no one's here and i fall into myself

this truth drives me into madness

i know i can stop the pain if i will it all away

if i will it all away

"It is not my intention to kill you," she murmured telepathically. She rose into the sky, her eerie gold gown flowing around her then with a flash she was gone.

Danny gripped his side tightly, cursing aloud. She'd escaped again. He took to the sky, knowing where to find the only person that could help him.

Lilac eyes regarded her reflection skeptically. The raven-haired teen made a face, pulling off the leather jacket and tossing it aside. She strode across the room, her hands on her hips. She wore a black baby tee and black hip huggers with purple stitching. She had a slim figure, accented all the more by her tight clothes. She whirled around as a bright flash alerted her to someone's presence.

A raven-haired teen stood near her window, his blue eyes clouded in pain. Red blood flowed freely from his side as he stumbled forward. She ran, catching him by the shoulders as he fell. She slowly sank to the ground, bringing him down with her. His head rested comfortably on her shoulder, and he closed his eyes as she brushed his hair aside.

don't turn away

(don't give into the pain)

don't try to hide

(though they're screaming your name)

don't close your eyes

(god knows what lies behind them)

don't turn out the light

(never sleep never die)

"Danny. Danny, what happened?" she whispered.

"Lena," he breathed.

Her lilac eyes widened. "Again?"

He nodded. "She escaped again," he murmured. He grimaced clutching his side. "Sam—"

"I know, Danny, save your strength." She snatched the pillow from her bed, resting it beneath the injured teen's head.

She left him lying on his side on her floor as she ran to get the first aid kit from the bathroom. This was the fifth time this month he'd come to her bleeding all over the place. She was starting to worry for him. She would never tell him why she worried so much; she secretly loved him. She had since she was a freshman, and now they were seniors.

He opened his eyes when she knelt beside him. Her grim face betrayed her emotions: worry and regret. "I'm sorry, Sam," he whispered as she began to remove his white t-shirt, now stained red.

i'm frightened by what i see

but somehow i know

that there's much more to come

immobilized by my fear

and soon to be blinded by tears

i can stop the pain if i will it all away

if i will it all away

"I know, Danny." She smiled gently at him before turning to clean away the blood.

He closed his eyes, gritting his teeth against the sting of the alcohol. He knew why she brushed aside his apology; he'd apologized to her every time. He didn't even know why he apologized. Sam was his friend, and she'd taken care of him when he was hurt before. Why were these times so different?

Once she'd cleaned his side, she helped him sit up. He gripped her shoulder to balance himself as she wrapped a bandage tight around his chest. He didn't object as she helped him to his feet then onto her bed, ordering him to stay put. It was the same every time; he usually tried to fight her, but this time he didn't have the energy.

She sat beside him, ruffling his hair. "Maybe Tucker and I should help you," she offered.

He shook his head. "She just froze you guys last time."

"She's going to kill you."

"No, she said she wasn't trying to kill me."

"Then why does she keep attacking you?"

He managed a weak shrug. He closed his eyes. "What're you going to tell my parents when they call?"

"I'll think of something. Just rest now, Danny."

don't turn away

(don't give into the pain)

don't try to hide

(though they're screaming your name)

don't close your eyes

(god knows what lies behind them)

don't turn out the light

(never sleep never die)

"You recover fast."

Danny looked up, smiling sheepishly. "I got restless." He stood from the couch, turning off the TV. He still favored his right side, his hand straying to the wound occasionally. "I need to look for Lena."

"You," Sam poked him hard in the chest, "aren't going anywhere until you've healed."

He grinned, his eyes suddenly glowing green. "Try and stop me." Then he disappeared.

"Danny!" Sam growled and ran outside. She had barely walked one block from her mansion when a black and white figure fell streaking from the sky. "Danny!" She ran to his side.

He opened his eyes, managing a wry grin. "That didn't take long."

"Danny, she's going to kill you. You're already—"

"Look out!" He threw himself at her, causing them to roll just as a violet ectoplasmic blast flew by. "I have to do this, Sam."

"No, you don't."

fallen angels at my feet

whispered voices at my ears

death before my eyes

lying next to me i fear

she beckons me shall i give in

upon my end shall i begin

forsaken all i've fallen for i rise to meet the end

He flew away from her, meeting Lena in the air. Sam watched with wide eyes and bated breath. Danny was strong, yes, but Lena was psychic. She knew his move before he even thought of it.

"Why won't you just go away?" he growled through gritted teeth as he threw blast after blast at her.

"This is only one way to stop me." Lena turned to gaze at Sam who swallowed, trembling a little in fear. "The girl knows."

"I-I do?" Sam asked just as Danny said, "She does?"

"Only she can destroy me for I was created for her." Lena whirled around, catching Danny off guard.

Sam screamed as Danny smashed into the side of a building. She ran to his side. He had returned to human form, red blood now seeping from his newest wounds, and he was unconscious. Sam turned to Lena, tears in her eyes.

"If I created you, why would I have you go after Danny?"

Lena rose up, smiling. "You long to admit to him, to yourself, how much he means to you, but you cannot. He will die if you do not." She raised her hand for the deathly blow. "Stand aside so I may finish him."

don't turn away

(don't give into the pain)

don't try to hide

(though they're screaming your name)

don't close your eyes

(god knows what lies behind them)

don't turn out the light

(never sleep never die)

Sam didn't move, her hands curling into fists. "I won't let you kill him!" she yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks. She didn't understand anything Lena had said, but she knew she would never create a monster like this to hurt Danny. "I won't let you kill him!"

"And why is that, sweet child?"

Sam hesitated, her hands falling to her sides. She looked up at the ghost, taking a deep breath. "Because I love him," she whispered.

Lena smiled then closed her eyes, raising her hands. "And now I may rest in peace."

Sam could barely believe her eyes as Lena faded before her. She heard stirring behind her and fell to her knees beside Danny. His eyes were still closed, but he was conscious.

"Is it over?" he mumbled as she brushed his hair back, setting his head on her lap.

"Yes, she's gone."

"Good. And Sam," he opened his eyes, smiling weakly, "I love you too."


A/N: Well, Fallen is finished. I hope you all enjoyed it, and perhaps now I can update My Last Breath.