A/N: Thanks for the reviews: PhantomGRL91, Sam, the sleep warrior, GoingGhost, Terra89, Sam1, JayJayde, Me the Anon One, Nobody is Somebody, and Love Sucks.

Wow, I guess if I had looked at how many reviews I really had, I might haveupdated sooner. Of course, I really have no idea what I'll write for this chapter so…. HELP! Also, as far as Tucker goes, JayJayde, maybe I'll bring him in later, or maybe he'll just fade away into nothingness….. Heh, like Tucker could ever fade away. He's so darn annoying, he wouldn't go away even if you threatened to kill every piece of technology he had. (watches as Tucker runs as far away from her as possible) Okay, well maybe that would work.

Chapter 4: Wish I May, Wish I Might

Danny stared moodily at the ground. He'd been sitting here for about four hours now. That Cassy girl kept interrupting his thoughts, making him think about his actions. A dweeb had knocked into him on his way to class, and he had just stared at the dork before walking away. He had never just let a nerd get away with messing with him. Something was wrong with him.

He looked around him. Something was definitely wrong with him because he had found himself on the roof when he'd begun his thinking, and he had no idea how he got there. He didn't care at the moment. He needed to think, and if he couldn't make Cassy go away, maybe he could jump off. He smirked at the thought. Like he would end his life just because some stupid girl kept invading his thoughts.

He stretched, wincing a little, then laid back on the roof staring up at the sky. It was about three he guessed from the sun's position. He laughed silently at himself. Since when had he been able to guess the time from the sun's position? He closed his eyes, thinking maybe he'd just take a nap. He was just so tired…

Danny walked to the park, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jacket. He coughed, pausing to wipe the blood from his mouth. He grimaced then kept walking, his pace quickening just a little. He glanced around the park before stopping at the fountain. A blue ring appeared at his middle then split in two, one heading for his head while the other went to his feet, changing him to Danny Phantom.

"Desiree," he said.

A cloud emerged from the fountain like a genie did from a bottle then formed into the figure of the wishing ghost. She looked pleased to see the hero. "Have you reconsidered my offer of a cure."

"No." Danny looked at her warily. "If I wish for a cure, I could probably end up totally screwed up or something." He coughed again, doubling over, before straightening and taking a deep breath. "I want to wish something for Sam."

Desiree looked taken aback. "Never has someone asked me to wish something for someone else..."

"You need to promise me you won't try to make the wish turn out weird like you usually do," Danny said.

"That would depend on the wish," the ghost replied.

He sighed. "Fine. I will tell you what I want, not in wish form, then you can decide to promise or not, then I'll wish it, okay?"

She thought about it for a moment. "Very well, ghost boy."

Danny paused, as if thinking how to word what he wanted to say. "I...I went over to Sam's to apologize for not telling her that...that I was dying. Her parents weren't home, and we were alone in her room. Something kind of happened be-between us." He rubbed his neck nervously, hoping he wouldn't have to continue.

Desiree held up her hand to stop him. "I understand what you are trying to say. What is it you need from me?"

"Well, I made Sam promise to live after I died, and I know she probably won't be able to." He sighed then looked up at the ghost. "I want to leave her something."

She was silent for a moment, mulling over what he was saying. "You are wishing for her to have a child?" The halfa nodded. "This... No one has ever asked something so selfless of me."

"I thought it was kind of selfish myself," Danny mumbled.

"I shall promise, then. The child will not be 'weird', as you say. I will let the child be." Desiree smiled at him. "Do you wish it?"

"Hang on, one more thing. I want him to kind of...well, look like me, but I want him to have bluish-purple eyes. Does that make sense?"

She nodded her head then raised her hands. "So you have wished it. So shall it be." A mist moved from her fingers to surround the ghost boy then sped off to somewhere. She lowered her hands. "You are a brave warrior, Danny Phantom. I am proud to have known you."

"Thanks...I think."

DJ woke with a start, staring up at the darkening sky. "My dad…wished for me?" he whispered.

A/N: Hey, this didn't turn out so bad. :D This was actually partially an idea I got when I was thinking about bringing Danny back to life. I was going to have Desiree sitting on his statue that replaced her fountain thinking about the wish he made and have her hear Sam wish that Danny could come back. I like this better though. If some of you want to see the original idea that inspired this chapter, I've got it somewhere. I could send it to you in a PM or email.