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Secrets

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Sam meant to tell Danny about the envelope that she had gotten, she really did. However, as days passed she found herself more and more reluctant. Danny was so tired and stressed. Between ghosts, school and the internship he had started at the nearby space center, they had hardly had any time to spend together. Sam didn't want to put more stress on him and ruin the time they did spend with each other. But she wasn't stupid. She had taken the envelope to the police to see what they could do. Unfortunately, it wasn't much, no fingerprints were found on it, and there was no real evidence of any crime so in the end the cop told her that unless someone approached her with a direct threat, they were helpless to do anything.

Meanwhile she had a block put on her phone, only to start getting calls on her cell phone from a private listing. At first they were hang up calls like the ones at the house, then she started hearing a voice. Whoever it was would say one word, "Soon" and hang up. This was now happening several times a day and Sam started to refuse to answer her cell phone unless she recognized the number. Danny and Tucker kept giving her weird looks when she kept telling them it was a wrong number. Sam went back to the police station and they took a report, but all they could do was step up patrols in the area.

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Sam pulled into her driveway around 9pm and got out of the car. As she looked up from picking up her books, she noticed that Danny was quietly standing by the front door, obviously waiting for her.

"Danny hi" she said with a big smile as she walked up to him. "I thought you had a late shift at the space center tonight." She leaned in to give him a quick kiss and frowned when he didn't return it.

"Are you okay?"

He stared at her, unsmiling. "As a matter of fact, I'm not."

"What's wrong?" Sam asked worriedly.

Danny looked around the yard as if searching for something and then said "not out here." Sam nodded and unlocked her door and Danny followed her in and locked the door. Sam put her stuff down and sat on the couch and looked up at him where he was standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed.

"Danny what is wrong? You're starting to worry me."

"I got out early tonight and decided to come over so we could spend some time together. I got here just as your class was ending so I was waiting on the porch when a police car pulled into the driveway."

Sam paled. Oh no. "Danny I…"

"Maybe you can explain to me why I had to find out from the police that someone's been stalking you!"

"Danny, I was going to tell you, but you've been so tired lately and it didn't seem like a really big deal and I thought…" Sam saw that Danny's jaw was set and anger blazed from his eyes as he walked over and leaned down close to her face.

"Not a big deal, Sam someone has been threatening you and it's not a big deal?" Danny suddenly sat down beside her as his anger deflated and a hurt look entered his eyes. "Sam why didn't you tell me about this? You promised you would tell me if there were any more problems. Do you know how it felt to find out from the police that you might be in danger, that you were hiding it from me?"

"That's not true," Sam said as she jumped up from the couch and began pacing. "I wasn't trying to hide it from you, you just have so much stress right now, and I didn't want you worrying over me too."

"Were you really going to tell me Sam? Or did you figure it would go away and I'd never need to know?" Danny's eyes were locked with hers and she felt a wave of guilt go through her. "Would it have been better if I found out by some cop coming to my house and telling me you were dead?" Danny asked bitterly.

"That's not fair!" Sam shouted. "You know I wouldn't want… Sam's cell phone rang, interrupting them. Sam walked over to the side table where she had dropped her stuff and picked up the phone. Seeing the word Private on the phone, she sighed and put the phone back down.

"Who's that?" Danny asked walking over to her and picking up the phone just as it stopped ringing. He stared at the phone for a minute. "Another wrong number?"

Sam felt tears prick her eyes at the lost look he gave her. "Danny, I'm so…

The phone rang again and Danny's face hardened as he looked down at it. Sam reached for the phone but Danny moved his hand and stared at her while he pressed the button and silently put the phone up to his ear. After listening a moment, his eyes sparked an angry green and he said very softly "You leave her the hell alone. Or I will find you." He hung up and placed the phone back on the small table. He turned away from her and clenched his fists for a moment before forcing himself to relax and turn back.

"Where are your parents?" he asked in a monotone.

"What? What does that have to…?"

"Where are they?" he interrupted.

"I think they're in Canada, why?"

"Pack a bag, you're not staying here" Danny said to her as he started to gather her books. Sam stared at him before asking,

"wait, what do you mean I'm not staying here, this is my house."

Danny stopped and looked at her. "Sam, it's not safe for you to stay alone. You're coming to the apartment," he said in the same monotone voice. He walked into her bedroom and started to look through her closet for a suitcase as she followed him in.

"Danny, I'm not leaving," she said firmly. "The police are watching the house, nothing is going to happen. Besides I'm not going to let some jerk scare me out of my own home."

"Dammit Samantha!" Danny whirled around suddenly causing her to take a step back in surprise. She had never seen him this way. He stalked toward her, yelling. "For once in your life why can't you accept some help? Why can't you let me in Sam? You hold everything inside, trying to take care of everything by yourself." Danny threw his hands up. "You build a wall that shuts everyone who loves you out; you don't let yourself trust anyone, including me."

Danny looked at her, she could see the tears forming in his eyes, and she felt a searing pain in her heart. She tried to say something but nothing would come out. She just stood there while Danny looked at her pleadingly, feeling like she was frozen, her head buzzing and her stomach sick but still, she couldn't move, couldn't speak. Danny shook his head at her again, his eyes red, suddenly looking very tired.

"I'm not allowed to worry about you?" he whispered. "I thought that's what people in relationships did. Took care of each other, helped each other…worried about each other. We're supposed to be able to share our thoughts, feeling, and fears Sam. Take the good and the bad together, not keep secrets."

Danny ran a hand over his face and sighed. "You can't stop me from worrying about you Sam, it comes with loving you." Sam felt his words pierce her soul. Danny looked up and gave her a sad smile. "But I can't keep this up if you can't let me in." Two blue rings formed around him as he changed into ghost mode and Sam panicked, knowing he was leaving.

"No, Danny wait! Please…" She fell to her knees, reaching out to him.

"Tucker or I will be watching you, until this guy is caught" Danny took another look at her, hesitating for a split second, then flew up through the ceiling and was gone.

Sam felt something crack inside of her, and suddenly she was sobbing, tears streaming down her face, knowing that she might have made the biggest mistake of her life. Danny hovered, invisible, by Sam's bedroom window, listening to her crying, wanting so badly to go back in and wrap her in his arms and hold her tight. He watched as she picked herself up from the floor and lay on the bed, still dressed and cried herself to sleep. He leaned his head against the window, closing his eyes, feeling the tears he had been holding back run down his cheeks.