Welcome to chapter nine! Enjoy! And thanks to my reviewers!
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom, in whole or in part. I also do not any of Musiq's songs or lyrics.
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Sam awoke from a nap around 2:45, and smiled when she realized that Tucker and Danny would arrive any moment. She got up to brush her hair, but her limbs felt heavy, as if weighed down by some unseen force. A strange feeling overtook her, and she felt as if she wasn't herself anymore. She heard a vile laugh in her mind just before all went black.
"Ah, yes, now is the time," Kitty hissed from inside Sam's body. "With that Fenton boy on his way here, I can give my greatest performance. Samantha will be so rude and unattractive to him that he will realize her affection was a sham. And after I get through manipulating him, he will be so disgusted with her that he will come running into my arms. Entering his ghost form will only make him less able to resist me. And I will show that Johnny not to mess with my heart once and for all."
Kitty heard the doorbell and put her plan into action. She went to Sam's closet and put on the most frumpy outfit she could find, then blasted hot air from the hair dryer onto random places on the girl's locks, leaving them disheveled and full of static. She then smeared makeup sloppily onto Sam's face. She finished just as Sam's grandmother knocked on the door and informer her of Danny and Tucker's arrival.
Kitty looked in the mirror through Sam's amethyst eyes at her awful appearance. "Perfect," she grinned slyly before leaving the room and going downstairs to greet her company.
Danny and Tucker both looked up in anticipation upon hearing footsteps on the staircase. And both nearly went into shock when they saw how absolutely ridiculous Sam looked.
"What happened to you?" Tucker promptly asked, as he was never one to beat around the bush.
"What are you talking about, geek boy!" Sam sneered.
"Sam, are you okay?" Danny asked, surprised by her attitude.
"That's Samantha to you," she snapped.
Wait a minute, Danny thought, as Tucker opened his mouth to respond. She hates being called Samantha. Either she's having some strange relapse, or else...
"Tucker, wait!" Danny shouted. "Kitty overshadowed Sam again!"
"Very smart, Fenton. I'm impressed," Kitty laughed in her own voice. She phased out of Sam, leaving the girl standing there in a perplexed state, with no memory of what had just transpired.
"Going ghost!" Danny shouted. A surge of power shot through his body, and he morphed into his ghostly alter-ego. "Tucker, lead Sam to the couch in the family room and have her lie down until she comes out of her trance. I'll take care of this."
Danny shot a blast of ectoplasm at Kitty, but missed when she turned intangible. The two flew in circles around the foyer, alternating between attacking and dodging each other.
"Stop!" rang out a voice from near the front door.
The two watched in surprise as Johnny phased through the door and materialized in front of Kitty, who by this time had stopped chasing Danny.
"What are you doing here!" she hissed.
"I came to apologize," Johnny admitted. "Please hear me out."
"Fine," Kitty said, her feet now touching the ground and her arms crossed over her chest in annoyance.
"I just wanted to tell you that I've missed you ever since the moment you left me, but I was being too macho to admit it to you. I never really liked Ember- I was just using her to get back at you for when you got back at me. You are the only one for me, and it took a certain halfa to make me realize that," Johnny confessed, looking at Danny out of the corner of his eye as he got down on his knees before Kitty. "But now that I know, I never want to mess things up between us again. I love you and you alone. Will you please take me back?"
As he spoke, he clearly crumbled the wall that Kitty had put up in resistance to him. After he finished speaking and stood back up, she rushed into his arms and smothered him with kisses.
"I love you, too," she proclaimed, as Danny looked away in disgust. "Of course I'll take you back."
"Then come on babe, let's blow this popsicle stand," he said, taking her hand.
They both phased through the wall, and Danny flew to the window to watch them leave. The ghost couple got on Johnny's motorcycle, and he revved it up quickly. And, just like that, they were gone.
Danny sighed, but any relief he felt was immediately replaced with concern, as he remembered that Sam and Tucker were in the other room. He returned to his human form and quickly checked on Sam's grandmother, who had fallen asleep in her bedroom, seemingly unfazed by all the commotion just moments before. Danny rushed into the family room, only to be met halfway by Tucker.
"Thank goodness I found you," Tucker said breathlessly. "Sam fainted a moment ago, and hit her head."
"Call 9-1-1!" Danny shouted.
As Tucker took out his cell phone and hurriedly dialed, Danny ran over to Sam's limp body, sprawled across the floor near a coffee table. He checked her pulse and breathing; both had ceased.
"No!" Danny cried, all the pain in his heart spilling over into his voice.
Despite his panic, Danny managed to collect himself long enough to aid her. He pulled up her shirt and hesitated when he saw what was underneath, but shook off his embarrassment and began to administer CPR. Tucker returned a moment later and aided Danny by stabilizing Sam's head.
As he switched between mouth-to-mouth and chest compressions, tears welled up and began to sting Danny's eyes. They rolled off his nose and splattered onto Sam's face and chest. "Please, let her be okay," he prayed aloud, still sobbing. "Please. I know I ask for too much sometimes, but right now, I just want my friend back."