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Chapter 6: Won't You Take me by the Hand

It's a damn, cold night

Trying to figure out this life

Won't you take me by the hand

Take me somewhere new

I don't know who you are

But I, I'm with you

I'm with you

Sam sat upon the examination table for her annual check-up for her eyes. She turned toward the door as it opened. "Hello, Dr. Jordan."

"Hello, Miss Manson." He crossed the room, removing a tool from the counter and stood before the girl. "Any new changes you've noticed?"

She shook her head, deciding not to tell him about the grayness around her instead of the deep black she was comfortable with. He began the examination, taking careful steps to make certain nothing was different. She heard him set the tool down, puzzled by something he had found.

"Sam, are you certain nothing has changed in your vision?"

"Yes. Everything's still dark, doctor."

"Nothing different? No lessening in the darkness or strange bursts of light?" he asked. She shook her head. "A headache, perhaps?"

She shook her head again. "Why?"

"Nothing. It's just… Hmm, curious. Oh, well. Come back again next year. Call me if anything changes."

"Yeah, right," she muttered under her breath before leaping off the table and making her way out. Most likely, it simply meant her vision was getting worse.

Danny ran to catch up with the goth girl walking down the hall. "Hey, Sam!"

She turned toward his voice. "Yeah?"

"Well, um…" He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm turning eighteen today, and Tucker and I were gunna go to the movies and get pizza. Do you want to come?"

She smiled. She'd never been invited to a birthday party. "Seriously?"

"Yeah. The pizza place is a skating rink too if you'd want to do that." He felt a little embarrassed by bringing up the rink. How could she skate if she couldn't see where she was going?

"I've never been on a skating rink before," she admitted. "I'm going to have to try that. It'll be something new I could conquer: blind and skating." She smiled at the thought. "Sure, I'll come. What time?"

"Right after school. We're gunna meet on the steps then head over to Antonio's."

"All right. I'll see you then." She turned to go then hesitated. "Danny, could you lead me to class?"

He was surprised since she'd never asked for help before, but he didn't question as he grasped her small hand in his and walked down the hall with her.

Sam listened to the voices passing through the double doors of the school to the freedom beyond. She was standing near one of the doors waiting for Danny and Tucker. She gasped as someone pushed into her, and unable to catch herself, she fell to the ground. Danny had come out of the doors just then with Tucker not far behind.

He leapt down the steps to the girl on the ground. "You okay, Sam?" he asked, helping her up. For the first time, she had looked completely helpless as she tried to find something to help her up.

"I-I'm fine. I got distracted, or I probably would have heard him coming." She brushed her hands off on her skirt. It was true. Just before that guy had bumped her, she had seen another flash of light. "Thanks, Danny."

"No problem."

"Come on, you lovebirds, or the place will close!" Tucker shouted, standing on the edge of campus.

"We're not lovebirds!" the couple yelled. Who did they think they were kidding?

Tucker and Danny had led Sam onto the rink, but she insisted she didn't need their help after that. She didn't realize just how complicated skating was, and she soon found that the wall had become her new best friend.

"Sam, what are you doing?" The halfa skated beside her, amusement evident in his voice.

"Teaching myself to skate," she muttered.

"That's not skating. Come on, take my hand. I'll teach you." He held out his hand, grasping hers as she surrendered it to him. "And the other."

She hesitated before releasing the wall to take his other hand. She wobbled, but Danny held her steady, leading her slowly around the rink. Before long, she was skating beside him, holding only one of his hands. She felt free as the two of them moved around the rink, and for a moment, she imagined she could see the people around her passing by in a blur.

She laughed as Danny spun her around. "Don't do that! You'll make me dizzy!"

"What? This?" He spun her around, and she screamed.

"Don't! I will hurt you!"

"Your threats mean little if I just go intangible," he teased.

"But you wouldn't go intangible in front of all these people." She screamed as Danny spun her around and grabbed his hand as he tried to release her. "Don't you dare."

Danny just laughed, never noticing the fear beneath her voice, but he didn't let her go. He took her by the hand and sped across the rink with her.

Danny clapped on the lid to another Fenton Thermos. "This was not how I planned to spend my birthday."

"At least they were all easy," Tucker said.

"Except for Skulker," Sam reminded him, blindly taking the thermos from the halfa. She sucked up the Box Ghost who had just flown up behind Tucker. "Wow, I wasn't even trying."

The two boys laughed, and Danny changed back to Danny Fenton. Sam blinked when she thought she saw a flash of light again.

"You okay, Sam?" Danny asked, touching her arm.

She blinked again then nodded. "I-I'm fine. I thought I… No, I'm fine."